Outside the porthole, in the blue velvet night, shadows reveal a little red light.

The stars recede, the red sun rises.

sunrise.

This should be reconciled.He thought while holding Wu Shuyang.

When the heavy weight weighed down, it was actually stable and comforting, like a pair of Mei Jue, finding the missing other half.

The ebony fragrance around Wu Shuyang was like a sea tide, which was about to drown his remaining rationality.

This may be his Gu.Simple thoughts.

The first ray of red light diffused from the sea level and fell on the elegant black wall above the bed.

Wu Shuyang noticed Jian Mingshu's gaze, he was carefully studying the rising light.

"What are you looking at?" he asked.

Jian Mingshu looked at him in a blink of an eye: "Rainbow."

He pulled Wu Shuyang down, and took the initiative to kiss the side of his neck.

In Xi Weizhong, he is careful, and the touch is reminiscent of soft flowers.

This intimate angle prevented Jian Mingshu from seeing Wu Shuyang's pretty face.All he could see was the stretched shoulders and back of the other party, with just the right amount of muscle, as beautiful as a seagull flapping its wings.

Wu Shuyang was taken aback by Ming Shu's rare initiative.

The moment of his sluggishness made Jian Mingshu see his usual alienated eyes.At this time, Wu Shuyang, who was as alienated from coldness as Shen Ye, had a slight redness at the end of his eyes, with an inexplicably seductive aura.

Terrible.

He gently raised his hand, wanting to grab this ray of coquettishness that seemed invisible.

Ming Shu couldn't see his expression now, but judging from the degree of fever on his face, it should be pink, and there might be some sparkle at the end of his eyes——

He didn't know how insane this look was.

Immediately out of control.

The extremely aggressive kiss fell down, and the other party brutally pressed his shoulder, suffocation and confinement struck him, and the kiss made him fascinated.He himself was not sure whether he had met this maddening kiss.

Between the silky pajamas, the other party's large and beautiful chest was exposed, which was different from the rigid and serious master, eye-catching and alluring.

Wu Shuyang's complexion is different from Jian Mingshu's glossy white, like the thin snow in early winter, the white is a bit translucent, as if it can be scratched with a light touch, leaving behind a bright red.

This distance is a bit too close.He could even observe the slight ups and downs of Wu Shuyang's chest when he breathed.

Terrible.Terrible.

The strong chest dangled in front of his eyes, which was both bewitching and taboo, and almost used up his last few minutes of reason.

Immediately afterwards, Jian Mingshu suddenly noticed something wrong: "——Have you changed into your pajamas?"

Before going to bed, Wu Shuyang was wearing a classic and elegant brocade shirt. If he had no choice but to do so, he should have no time to change clothes.

The kiss on the side of the neck immediately intensified, and he could even feel Wu Shuyang's sharp little canine teeth.Or the trajectory of kissing or gnawing, began to develop in a crazy direction, as if trying to cover up the obvious intentions.

He noticed another thing that wasn't quite right: "—you seem to have just washed—"

Before the words fell, they were blocked by the other party's fragrant kiss.It seems that his guess is right, the current situation is not forced at all, it may have been premeditated.

Jian Mingshu now feels like a gift.It is only wrapped in a layer of fragile gold flat sugar paper, waiting for others to open it.You even need to pull the velvet belt around your waist to reveal it without a doubt.

As soon as this thought escaped quickly, his candy wrapper was roughly torn apart. Just as he was about to struggle, his neck was immediately bitten by the other party, subduing him.

This was a gesture of complete conquest, but the other party seemed to be worried about hurting Jian Mingshu, so he controlled the strength carefully.

The demon invaded his neck, but confused his heart.He felt a little shrinking, but the stimulation, oppression and this feeling of hanging his life made him fascinated.

The tenderness last night was simply an illusion, this devil, the blood of conquering and possessing was running through his bones.

As long as Fan Mingshu makes a slight concession, he will tear off the mask of tenderness and immediately put on a showy intention and a slightly aggressive possessiveness.

The opponent's rhythm of oppression and aggression began to mess with his own reason.There was even a moment when Ming Shu had a crazy thought: nostalgia, obsession and even obsession are nothing to be afraid of, but they are like shackles, which can imprison two people together forever.

He felt like he was getting a little addicted.

Soon, he was startled by his own crazy idea.

"...Shu Yang..."

Ming Shu originally wanted to stop, but this intimate torture only made him utter some broken syllables, with some complaining nasal sounds, which made it easy for people to hear other meanings.

He felt himself being half-lifted, and the clothes on his right shoulder fell down unsatisfactorily.

The other party seemed to be staring at his shoulder.

It was the first time for Jian Mingshu to feel that his eyes could be so hot, like several invisible chains, which tied him up and made him want to stop.

"..."

The gift ribbon was gently pulled up.He wants to open.

Jian Mingshu's heart tightened, and in his first reaction, he quickly pressed the opponent's wrist: "No."

He just couldn't help himself for a while, and the other party lost control almost immediately.After the situation quickly derailed, he discovered with his remaining rationality: the current situation is too different from what he imagined.

Although Wu Shuyang is usually flamboyant and strong, which brings him a different feeling of taboo and addiction, but when he is really suppressed under him, it seems that the sense of humiliation prevails.

He found that he was not ready, especially psychologically.

"It's not about the stars of the Big Dipper, the light of thousands of miles..." Jian Mingshu casually used his previous reasons to prevaricate.

The opponent stopped moving.

He barely grasped a little initiative from a series of passivity, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The next moment, he was suddenly turned over, and the nightgown was pulled away, revealing the black karmic curse pattern that wrapped around half of his back.

Kunpeng's reverse scales have become translucent, and the thin and strong lines on Jian Jianshu's back can be seen at a glance.

"..."

Wu Shuyang completely stopped moving.

Jian Mingshu's heart hangs - how could he completely forget what should have been said yesterday, or what should have been said earlier.

He didn't dare to look back at Wu Shuyang's gaze, but judging from the current atmosphere, it should be a scrutiny.

After a long time, he asked lately, "...is it ugly?"

Before, he never thought that some marks on a man's body were nothing, and he never cared about these ghost things on his body, and he didn't feel anything special.

Until today, for the first time, he resented these traces.

The spark that almost started a prairie fire just now was quickly extinguished, dying.

Jian Mingshu was a little depressed, even a little sad.

With his back to Wu Shuyang, he rolled up his nightgown in embarrassment, sat up, and tried to calm himself down.He felt that his hands and feet were a little cold.

Awkward.embarrassment.Embarrassed.

I was so distracted just now, I looked like a clown.

"Silly."

The other party suddenly pecked him lightly on the shoulder, causing Jian Mingshu to tremble in shock.

In the next moment, he felt his body lighten, and he was gently hugged horizontally.

Jian Mingshu: "I think you may not know that people can walk upright."

The other party replied lightly: "I think you may not know that a beauty can do whatever she wants, including not touching the ground."

"I'm used to walking by myself."

"Then you have to change your habits."

He was placed in front of a mirror.

Wu Shuyang gently lifted the right skirt of his nightgown, and the silky material slid down his right shoulder.

The mirror reflected a fair and beautiful body, covered with a layer of just right muscles, and the lines of the ridges and grooves were extremely beautiful.Half of his shoulders were covered with translucent reverse scales, and when the rising sun shone, it diffused brilliant light.

"The marks on my arms and my back, I've had them since I was very young."

Jian Mingshu misunderstood his intentions, and said in a cold tone, "I don't know the reason, and it still hurts from time to time. If I could, I wouldn't—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the other party leaned forward and gave him a long and affectionate kiss.

"Ming Shu looks good everywhere."

Wu Shuyang moved away a little bit, his expression was still cold and indifferent, but there was a warm light in his eyes.The rising warm sun fell on the top of the quiet snow-capped mountain, and the golden light melted Shu Yang's frost little by little.

"Besides, this imprint belongs to me."

He leaned over, kissed the beauty's fair and delicate left wrist, and followed the swirling cloud pattern upwards.

"When I was young, the person who saved me...was you?!"

"Ah."

He kissed all over the marks on his left arm, and kissed his beautiful knuckles with nostalgia: "I was only sure yesterday."

Jian Mingshu didn't move.He was thinking about whether these words were sincere or perfunctory.

"--just."

Wu Shuyang straightened up and stared seriously into his eyes: "I was thinking about this."

His fingertips traced the pattern on Jian Mingshu's back: "This totem, when connected together, is in the shape of a divine beast."

"Ok?"

Jian Mingshu tried to turn around.The eyes of the beauty in the mirror are watery, like pear blossoms after the rain, and there is still a little powder on the white shoulders.

He was used to seeing his own face, but he couldn't understand how ostentatious this posture was, and how it tested the concentration of others.

If he could scan the opponent quietly from the corner of his eye, he would find that Wu Shuyang was very nervous, calm and restrained to the point of horror.

The scar on Mingshu's back has been there since he was a child, he really hasn't looked at it carefully, now he takes a closer look...

"Like...Kunpeng." He said the answer himself.

"Ah."

Wu Shuyang's voice was so gentle that water could be squeezed out: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Wu Shuyang stared at him seriously.

"...It doesn't hurt too much." He changed his words.

He saw Wu Shuyang pursed his thin lips.Looks a little annoyed.

"Okay, I'll be honest. It hurts, and it's like... how should I put it, like something is trying to tear me apart. But this can be suppressed temporarily, as long as there is this kind of pain on the back. Reverse Scale will do."

He couldn't see the other person's expression, because Wu Shuyang hugged him deeply.

"Okay, don't be like this." Jian Mingshu patted him on the shoulder, "It's all a trivial matter, how can it make life and death difficult."

"Have you ever doubted him?" Wu Shuyang let go of him and asked seriously.

This question made Jian Mingshu think about it seriously.

Peng is neither sharp nor reliable, and has no serious appearance; although Kun is much more normal, he is less mysterious.If you say doubts, neither of them doubted.

After all, ancient gods have trouble with people, just ignore them, why bother to bring them up slowly.

"No." Jian Mingshu shook his head, "He treated me well."

Wu Shuyang lowered his eyes and didn't answer.

"However." Jian Mingshu added, "To be honest, he is a bit mysterious. I don't know him very well."

The two had their own thoughts, Jian Mingshu began to wash and dress slowly, while Wu Shuyang left the master bedroom.

Scattered water drops fell, and he saw Wu Shuyang turned back from the mirror. He was fully dressed, holding a set of dark clothes in his hand.

Wu Shuyang: "I'll change it for you."

"No, no, I'll do it myself."

"I thought you could relax."

Wu Shuyang handed him the clothes, and said softly: "Perhaps, you can try to order me."

He leaned forward in a salute, reverent and completely surrendered.

"This gameplay sounds quite novel."

The other party took the initiative to take the lead, and the simplicity and simplicity are as good as the good, and they are very involved in the drama.

He casually threw the shirt on Wu Shuyang's chest, and said without doubt: "Changing clothes for me."

"Yes. My lord."

Wu Shuyang took a step forward and carried him to the porthole.

The sunlight fell on the sea, was torn into dots of light by the waves, traced the outline of the concise body, and fell on the opposite wall.

The morning light diffused on his fair body, giving off a pearly luster.

The light spots danced, and he was covered with dazzling light.

Originally, Wu Shuyang was two centimeters taller. After Ming Shu sat on a high place, he rarely felt condescending and his status was upside down.Judging from their intimate gestures, they all like it.

The distance between the two is very close, and the interlaced breath is full of ambiguous and nostalgic atmosphere.

Jian Mingshu gently raised his hand, waiting for the other party to show hospitality and patience.To be honest, it feels good to order him, especially the obedient person in front of me is still the king of all ghosts in his own right.

Wu Shuyang began to change his clothes slowly, patiently elongating every movement, and his slender fingers buttoned him up in an orderly manner.

He also seemed to be enjoying the process, even having a little fun.

"Don't you think this is a bit too exaggerated?" Jian Mingshu asked, "Usually - I dress very simply."

The slightly curly hair actually matched his dark and gorgeous clothes quite well.This beautiful face can really suppress any complicated style.

Without raising his eyes, the other party nimbly buttoned up the last button, hiding all the moist light on Mingshu's neck into the collar.

He said calmly, "I know."

In fact, it was carefully selected by Wu Shuyang, and he also prepared a lot of similar clothes and accessories, all of which were in a classic and dark style.

Just like Shen Mo's nightgown yesterday, with a little care, let the sweetheart be dyed with your own color and fully possess it.

Through the eyes given by Wu Shuyang, Jian Mingshu zoomed in on the buttons studded with diamonds.

From the beginning when he was dizzy just looking at the surface, he has been able to zoom in to the atomic level.This precision makes him very proud, comparable to experimental instruments worth countless zeros in top laboratories.

"This is a diamond." He recognized the structure.

The other party was in a pretty good mood and hummed in a low voice.

"Highly regular arrangement, the rules are ecstatic - I was thinking, for a patient with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder like you, see the world with this eye, is it full of regularity and orderly beauty, is the best visual enjoyment .”

Wu Shuyang raised his head and glanced at the beauty whose whole body was dancing with light.

He didn't say it clearly, but asked lightly, "What did you see?"

"In the beginning, there were different textures, and then there were details." Jian Mingshu began to recall, "After getting used to it for a while, I can see structures, decomposition vectors, macromolecules, atoms—now only atoms."

"Actually, this eye reminds me of a person."

"Who?"

"The fifth dimension, the mouse."

Wu Shuyang patiently pinned the silver deer head sculpture on his neckline, and naturally helped him straighten the collar rope under the sculpture.He didn't speak.

Jian Mingshu: "Youshu's world is similar to a vector. I just had a glimpse, and it may be a little different from what he saw. After all, he has high-dimensional cognition. What I see are various curves and vectors. All the worlds are made up, grotesque and dreamy. And your eyes are more precise, similar to—particles? I don’t know if it’s because I’m just an ordinary human, which may limit some of its performance.”

"Actually." Wu Shuyang's fingers stopped, "I can only see some hidden ghosts through it. It sounds like it is on your body, and it can be regarded as supernormal performance."

"But I can only see."

Jian Mingshu raised his arm, asked Wu Shuyang to fold over the cuff of his satin shirt, and helped him match a delicate dark black cuff button.

There is a kind of natural dignity in Mingshu's actions, as if he was born to be loved like this.

Wu Shuyang's fingers left, leaving a black double iris cuff button on the cuff.

"——If I can treat all structures as tensors, and then decompose them into matrices, vectors, or even scalars one by one to perform operations and changes, or even perform tensor operations directly, then I—"

"You...do you know what you're talking about?" Wu Shuyang raised his eyes to look at him.

"I know." Jian Mingshu nodded, "I'm talking about reconstructing and changing the world, even constructing and changing elementary particles, or in other words, creating things or creating the world. However, considering the ubiquitous quantum uncertainty, think Manipulating individual particles is simply impossible. So, I'm just thinking about it."

He suddenly froze.

"Shu Yang, I think, I have seen such a person. He can change time and space, can echo the creation with consciousness, and can freely manipulate particles. He even wrote this rule into the fifth dimension under his jurisdiction— —”

"Perhaps I shouldn't have given you this eye."

The slow movements of his hands completely stopped, interrupting Mingshu's train of thought: "Later, I will send you back with the base number and the real number."

"What?" Jian Mingshu doubted her ears.

"—Those two ghosts, yesterday you taught them how to drive a yacht, base numbers and real numbers."

"...Your taste in naming is very good."

Wu Shuyang smiled lightly: "Mathematics is the most wonderful science."

"Mathematics is at best a tool. Physics is all miracles and magic."

Wu Shuyang glanced at him: "The essence of physics is mathematics. Including what you just said, turning the world into a tensor bundle for calculation, ready-made applications."

"At most, it can be said that mathematics is the language of physics, so how come it gets down to the essence."

"Mingshu thinks, what is the essence of physics?"

"Cognitive space."

Wu Shuyang looked at him calmly: "Euclidean geometry, 300 BC. Riemannian geometry, 50s."

This was so concise that I couldn't refute it, so he changed his routine: "Recognize time."

Wu Shuyang: "Scalar."

"..."

Concisely: "Quantum uncertainty."

"ΔpxΔx≥h/4π, mathematical deduction."

Jian Mingshu gritted his teeth: "High-dimensional space."

"The Calapicchu manifold, 70 years ago."

Jian Mingshu was a little annoyed, he thought of a few more terms one after another, and Wu Shuyang didn't even need to say, he had already thought of the relevant formula and derivation process.And Wu Shuyang said that mathematics applied in physics existed decades or even hundreds of years ago, and it is difficult to refute.

Generally speaking, it is true.

It didn't make sense, so he had no choice but to raise the bar: "You are only three years old today."

"You are not very old today."

"That's still a little more mature than you."

"Each each other."

"Deliberately arguing, you know how to be lonely, do you know? Do you understand Gusheng?"

Wu Shuyang smiled lightly: "It's late."

Mingshu's fingers slipped into the cold touch.

A ring in the shape of a crown, wedged properly at the end of the slender middle finger, the size fits perfectly.

The ring looked the same as the crown of flowers and branches that Wu Shuyang wore to himself that day.The ring is also at the bottom of the flower branch, with a huge black diamond in the center, and a few broken diamonds inlaid on the left and right, like twinkling broken stars.

"..."

"Why do you have so many tricks?"

"Because of you, I imprisoned my soul."

"..."

He leaned down, took Mingshu's white and bony hands, and kissed the black diamond on the crown ring.

"From now on, but according to your order, my majesty."

On the back of the left hand, the pattern of dark purple agapanthus flickers faintly.This is the trace left by him kissing the back of his hand when monitoring Cocoon World.

In the clear morning light, colorful dots of light danced around the two of them, Wu Shuyang felt that Ming Shu in front of him was like a crystal.Bright and gentle, non-aggressive, it is the most rare treasure in the world.

they kiss.

Long and long, peaceful and soft, like two people going to the end of time.

After the kiss, the big beauty was usually a little embarrassed.

"...You gave me the feeling of selling my soul to the devil."

The other party smiled lightly: "The devil doesn't accept everything."

"But yours, you can consider it."

"Go. I haven't planned to sell it yet." Jian Mingshu waved his hand, it was really flooding, and he couldn't get used to it at all.

Wu Shuyang surrounded him by the window, hugged him against the warm light, and covered him with a cool cloak: "If you change your mind, please feel free to contact me."

His slender fingertips brushed over the decorative chain on Jian Mingshu's neckline, and passed over his chest as if nothing.

Taking advantage of Jian Mingshu's attention being drawn to his chest, he immediately pecked the tip of the other's nose lightly.

Kitten is sullen.

The trick was successful.

At this time, there was a low commotion on the deck. The yacht seemed to hit something, and the cabin shook violently.

The author has something to say: **Thanks for the nutrient solution irrigated by the 1.5-meter-long fried chicken legs, Thomas has also done the roundabout bow, and the joke has been told, let me tell you a little anecdote!

Einstein had a good friend named Gödel. He had a very famous theory, saying that mathematics is currently incomplete, and many things cannot be fully proved.

SO!When I was in school, whenever I didn’t know how to do a problem, I would think of Youyou’s words—“It’s not that I can’t do it, it’s that Gödel is smiling proudly.”

It's over, it doesn't seem funny (scratching head

**What a foreshadowing! !But no one should care, everyone should pay attention to the routine of counting sheep and sheep (manual dog head

Count the sheep!Why do you have so many routines! !for! !Varied! !what! ! !

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