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Chapter 7 Red Dust

When the two returned to the tent, several steaming side dishes had already been served and placed on the low table in the tent.Fang Siming sat down with Yuebai face to face, and Fang Siming explained a few things about King Kucha to him in a leisurely manner.Yuebai didn't understand their interests, but if they didn't find something to say, there would be silence between the two of them, so she also listened.

After dinner, Yuebai wanted to take a bath, he thought for a moment and said to Fang Siming, "Go ahead, you still have to take your medicine, I'll get it."

Fang Siming nodded in agreement.

It was still the same as before, Fang Siming soaked in hot water behind the screen, this time the hot water only reached his chest.Yuebai put medicinal herbs in it and said, "Is this water short?"

Fang Siming glanced at it and said, "It's okay. Can it affect the function of the little doctor's herbs?"

Yuebai crushed the last bit of medicine and put it in, added another pill, and said, "That's not going to happen."

At this time, he had that light and gentle appearance again, with lowered brows and narrowed eyes, humble and refined.But in Fang Siming's mind, he was thinking of the back view of him leaving alone, his thin and lonely disdain to be with mortals.Really high above, really spotless, but also really good-looking and different.

Yuebai's fingertips touched the water that was still slightly hot, and her slightly cool fingers touched Fang Siming's reddened chest with a warmth that did not belong to him.The fingertips slid across, very lightly, as if nothing existed.He asked, "Is it hot?"

Fang Siming held his fingertips and said, "No."

Yuebai raised his eyes, and he moved closer to Fang Siming. Under Fang Siming's calm expression, his fingertips moved unnaturally.He subconsciously held his breath, opened his lips slowly, and kissed the corner of Fang Siming's eyes.

Fang Siming blinked unnaturally, and when he rolled his eyes, he happened to see Yuebai lowering his head and lowering his eyelids.There seemed to be something extremely heavy on that expressionless face, and it seemed that there was nothing.

This feeling made Fang Siming's heart skip a beat.He inexplicably sensed that profound meaning.

He pinched Yuebai's chin, tilted his head and kissed it.Yuebai obediently loosened her teeth, allowing Fang Siming's tongue to stick in.Their lips are on their lips, their tongues are entangled with their tongues, their breaths are entangled, their lips and teeth are attached to each other, and they are lingering like lovers who are deeply in love.But Yuebai knew that they were not.

Fang Siming gently bit the soft flesh on Yuebai's lips, but his hands held the back of Yuebai's head irresistibly.Yuebai leaned on the side of the wooden barrel with one hand, breathing slightly, he mumbled: "Let go first, my back is sore, but I can't hold on anymore."

Fang Siming gave a low laugh, his lips parted slightly, and a strand of silver thread was drawn between their lips.Fang Siming licked it with the tip of his tongue, and Yuebai also stuck out his tongue to lick it, and the tip of his tongue slipped across the tip of his tongue, charming and seductive.

Fang Siming put his arms around Yuebai's waist instead, kneaded his palms twice, and then entangled Yuebai's tongue again.He asked, "Is it still sour?"

Today's Fang Siming is too active.He is like a tiger testing a donkey, understanding his depth step by step, testing his bottom line.It's a pity that Fang Siming may be a tiger and moon white, but he is not a donkey.

Yuebai's grasped fingertips retracted and passed between Fang Siming's fingers. The skin that few people could touch was scratched by the cold fingers. Fang Siming could even clearly feel the lines of Yuebai's fingers.Yuebai clasped Fang Siming's hand and fell into the hot water. Yuebai's sleeves were dyed a light blue.With the other hand, he turned to caress Siming's earlobe above, lightly and sometimes heavily.

Fang Siming tightened his fingers and loosened them again, he smiled: "Little doctor, it's getting late, how about washing together?"

Yuebai was taken aback for a moment, he took a breath, his chest heaved: "What?"

Fang Siming pinched his lower back suggestively, with a smile in his phoenix eyes, and behind the smile was a penetrating inquiry.Yuebai looked directly at him, he straightened up, and said softly: "Mr. Fang, what do you think of my skin?"

"Handsome and elegant, with rosy beauty and moon charm, like a cold moon shining on a cold palace." Fang Siming said.

Yuebai let go of Fang Siming's hand, her brows were calm and gentle: "It's a strange metaphor."

"Like a heavenly being." Fang Siming explained.

Yuebai smiled, pursed her lips and slightly curved the corners of her lips.He took a white towel to wipe off the water drops on his hands, half leaned on the wooden bucket, looked down at Fang Siming and said, "Does Mr. Fang think that there is love in this world that doesn't care about gain or loss?"

Fang Siming narrowed his eyebrows slightly, then raised his eyes again, the coldness that Fang Siming hadn't seen for a long time appeared in the cold and sharp phoenix eyes.He said: "I never believe that there is love without reason in this world, and it is good to exchange regardless of benefits. Only those who are valuable have the right to be loved."

Yuebai untied his belt unhurriedly, took off his coat, and said: "When people love you, they must get something from you? Your life is full of use, full of truth and falsehood. feelings. I have nothing in my life except two medical skills.”

Fang Siming's eyes were cold, and he sneered, "Oh? Chu Liuxiang seems to be familiar with you."

"He has countless friends, and I'm not the most important one, so what do I want him to do?" Yue Bai said lightly.He took off his middle coat, and the thin undershirt stuck to his thin body, and his slender body trembled in the air.

"There are many friends around me. But what is a friend? For me, friends are more than strangers. And they are surrounded by countless people, countless friends, family members, and lovers. I am just one of thousands. , When the conflict between the two parties makes a choice, he is very entangled, maybe he chooses me or not. But he will definitely not blurt out my name, and stand by my side when the whole world turns his back on me." He said these words flatly Gentle, but sincere in every word.He was digging out his heart and lungs, talking to Fang Siming.

Yuebai unbuttoned his inner coat, Fang Siming stretched out his hand before the shirt fell off, wrapped his arms around Yuebai's waist, and hugged him in.The water in the barrel spread upwards layer by layer, covering Shang Siming's neck and moon-white chest.

The snow-white undershirt was half off, and it stuck to his body sticky after being soaked in water.The light brown concoction stained the underwear, Yuebai sat on Fang Siming's lap, pressed against his chest, letting the hot water flow over his chest.

"Now, the water is just right." Yuebai glanced at the wooden bucket where one person bathed.The two of them are indeed a little crowded together, and they can't stretch their hands and feet.Yuebai has a slender frame and not much flesh. Fang Siming has a solid body, but it is not a big tangle of muscles.But at this moment, the two of them can hit each other with a single movement of their hands and feet.

Fang Siming put his arms around Yuebai's waist, the tip of his nose smelled of the bitter fragrance of herbs.He kissed Yuebai's neck, it turned out that Yuebai's body had always carried the fragrance of herbs, a trace of bitterness and a trace of fragrance.Today, it is completely overshadowed by herbs in wooden barrels.

Yuebai shrank her body, put her hands on Fang Siming's shoulders, her neck subconsciously tightened, revealing the delicate meridians.Fang Siming pressed Yuebai's back, along the spine one by one to the protruding shoulder blades.It is the thin shoulders, which are exquisite and attractive everywhere.

Men all have a competitive heart, even Fang Siming would find it extremely satisfying for a man as clean and lonely as cold moon and snow to lower his posture.

There is a cold wind outside, the howling wind of the desert, rolling up countless fine sands, with hazy smoke and dust.There were many lights in the tent.The candle was burning slowly, and amidst the depressing panting, Yuebai's back was like a taut longbow, white and delicate, like warm jade under the candlelight.Fine beads of sweat rolled down from time to time, Fang Siming covered his lips with his hand, swallowing everything into his stomach.

You are closing the temptation step by step, pressing me to the point where I can retreat.But the truth is, I don't know it myself.

Yue Bai was drowsy wrapped in the quilt, and the words "Master... Temporary..." came from outside the tent from time to time.Fang Siming lifted the curtain of the tent and re-entered. Yuebai tried his best to poke his head out from under the quilt, exposing his lips, and his chin was still hidden in the quilt.

"I want to take a bath." He said to Fang Siming silently.

Fang Siming stood in front of the bed with the backlight, his face was hidden in the shadows, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't see clearly.He sat down on the edge of the bed, stroking Yuebai's lips with his thumb.Yuebai squinted her eyes and opened her mouth to hold his fingers.His teeth bit his knuckles, the tip of his tongue licked his finger pulps and swept his fingers, sucking from time to time.

After □□, this deserted face was still flushed with redness.The teardrops in the corners of his eyes were still wet, and there was a tinge of red in the setting sun, his nose and cheeks were still red, and even the lips holding his fingers were red and swollen.So poor.

Fang Siming stretched two fingers into the middle of the food, and slowly fiddled with Yuebai's tongue.He said softly: "The water is boiling, wait a little longer."

The wet and hot mouth made Fang Siming inevitably think of the taste of putting his fingers into Yuebai's body.It was very soft but also very tight, he could hear Yuebai's uncontrollable gasp when he pushed it lightly, and he could hear his cry of pain when he pushed hard.This is the first time he clearly feels what lust||sensation looks like on Yuebai's body.At that time, he also felt an indescribable joy, as if there was an outlet suddenly, and all his emotions rushed out through that outlet.

Fang Siming exerted force with his fingertips, and Yuebai let out a low "huh".Fang Siming quickly pulled his hand and said, "Sorry."

Yuebai held onto the quilt without moving, his eyes were half closed, a little sleepy.Fang Siming wiped his hands, stroked his cheek, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you tired?"

Yuebai put a fingertip on Fang Siming's hand, and said slowly: "Sour. Painful. Tired."

Fang Siming's hands froze, and he apologized again.

Yuebai hooked Fang Siming's little finger and said, "You seem to like my back very much, does it look good?"

Fang Siming swallowed, he paused and said, "The back of the little doctor is indeed different."

Yuebai smiled, pursing her lips with a slight smile: "Being different? It's not good-looking. Then let me look at you. You have stars in your eyes, I like them very much."

No one has ever described Fang Siming's eyes like this.The gloomy and deep look in Fang Siming's eyes made many people avoid him.He did meet some people, but none of those people would say that his eyes were beautiful.Because the eyes can see the heart, and what lives in his heart is a monster and a ghost.

Someone outside had boiled hot water and brought them in, and took them to put the hot water in. Fang Siming lifted the quilt, wrapped the cloak around Yuebai's body, and hugged him.Yuebai obediently leaned against Fang Siming's arms, and said in a low voice: "My golden needle technique is pretty good, and I don't shake my hands. Mr. Fang, do you want to try it?"

Fang Siming didn't look sideways, and said casually: "The little doctor's idea is really good."

"In the future, I won't get your ideas. I'm asking you, you can agree or not, it's all good." Yuebai said softly.

Fang Siming smiled, and there was a coldness on his lips: "Fang is going to disappoint the little doctor's kindness."

"It's okay." Yuebai closed her eyes and leaned against Fang Siming's chest, listening to the heartbeat beating her eardrums.The temperature from Fang Siming's chest was transmitted to Yuebai's cheeks through his clothes.I can wait until you trust me enough.

Fang Siming, I don't know what a wholehearted and clean love looks like in the world.However, I want to tell you that there is love in this world regardless of gains or losses.It doesn't matter who you are, whether you have value or not.Even a trash has the right to be loved and the person who loves him.It's just that we haven't encountered it.

I'm sorry, but I don't know what love in this world looks like and what sound it makes.But I think I'm in love with you.You told me that there are people like you in the world who chose me between me and others without hesitation.There may be thousands of reasons, but I only saw one.You are different from them.So, can I look forward to another possibility in this mortal world, even if you are abandoned by the world, you can still stand behind me.

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