Master regards me as the way of heaven

"Is this the same way you talked to me before?" After Ye Zhiqiu heard this statement, it was impossible not to be touched, especially the wound on his heart, he had a blurry picture in his mind.

"If I'm telling the truth, I'm afraid you won't take into account the seriousness of my injury, and the palm that has been hanging on the back of my head for a long time will fall." Rong Yu's soft lips rubbed against his neck.

Ye Zhiqiu was really annoyed that this person said the words that he would be beaten to death, but at the same time, he didn't settle for the slightest provocation. His frost-frozen mind has no memory, but the memory of his body can't deceive people.

The person who called himself Rong Yu knew his body better than himself, after all, no one would personally test where he would itch when touched, and it would be so itchy that he would not laugh or disturb people.

After all, his hand hanging behind the opponent's head was gently put down, but he clamped heavily on Rong Yu's wrist behind him, and without much effort, he tilted his head and neck back, and looked at the restless man with his beautiful eyes, half angry and half resentful. kind people.

Unexpectedly, before his words of blame came out, Rong Yu frowned, his lips were pale and pale, and a drop of sweat fell from his forehead, which seemed to be in severe pain.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't see this situation, not to mention the inextricable connection between the two, even if a stranger helped him, he couldn't be indifferent, so he relaxed his hand and asked, "I am endowed with immortal energy. , the catastrophe suffered may be far better than the thunder catastrophe of ordinary monks, do you not only have external injuries?"

This is because he was not thinking carefully for a while, and he didn't think of this level. In Yuheng's memory, he also clearly mentioned that he was worried that Tianming would suffer a catastrophe that ordinary monks could not resist because of his immortal energy.

"My injury is just as you can see, there is no need to worry, it's just that your hand happened to pinch the wound on my wrist." Rong Yu's face that was expressionless even when he was injured, the corners of his lips were slightly raised at this moment.

In the eyes of others, this smile may be rigid and perfunctory, and even those who are more thoughtful may feel that the arc of the corners of the lips has a rigidity that has been practiced and unskilled, but the moment Ye Zhiqiu saw it was two hands The index finger unconsciously pressed the sides of Rong Yu's lips, and childishly pressed it back to a straight line, and then moved back to the slightly curved arc of the lips.

"Did I tell you that you should smile more?" Ye Zhiqiu blinked, and there was more ambiguity in his eyes than before, "I have seen you for a long time this time, but you only smiled at me this time , it’s not like you never had a smile when I was not around, did you?”

"Remember?" Rong Yu ran his fingers through his hair, gently gathered it, pulled up the black hair, and put a green jade hairpin on his hairpin.

Ye Zhiqiu shook his head, only picked up a strand of white hair hanging in front of the opponent, smiled suddenly, pulled hard with his fingertips, and pulled the person in front of him, his eyes met, and the distance from the tip of his nose was only an inch away.

"I don't think much of it," he carefully traced Rong Yu's soft lips with his index finger, not feeling that there was anything wrong with this movement, until the color of the lips returned to the color he was familiar with and loved. Absolutely enough to confuse people's minds, and sighed, "I thought I had done something so wrong that the child only thought of me as a villain who started messing up and abandoned me. You want me to be responsible for you, isn't it you who bullied me?" Did you kill me?"

"Bullying?" Rong Yu's eyes darkened, and his weak hand just now suddenly tightened, rubbed and pinched, and he felt his palm sink, and he heard an ambiguous moan, and then said with a serious face, "That's it!" How can it be called bullying."

"Let go." Ye Zhiqiu thought he had reacted quickly enough, but he still couldn't cover his lips in time to make a sound. At this moment, he was extremely ashamed and annoyed. Now that his cultivation base has increased unabated, how could he still be injured by someone else? Play with the truth in the palm of your hand.

He slapped the opponent's shoulder with the intention of creating distance, but the person just stood still and received his palm, and the next moment he closed his eyes, and the weight of his whole body was pressed down. This time it was not for him He didn't achieve the slightest goal, but instead panicked, he just fell on the ground unprepared, and took the person into his arms.

"I didn't kill you." Ye Zhiqiu said.

For a moment, he couldn't even sense the vitality of the other party. He couldn't just be killed by such a light palm of his own. My heart hurts.

"I didn't do it on purpose, Rong Yu, wake up." Ye Zhiqiu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, it was fear, fear that he would be punished by heaven for killing his benefactor?Still sad, sad that you hurt your lover by mistake, too late to regret?

At the moment when his voice was choked up and his eye sockets were hot, the weight on his body suddenly lightened again, but it was the person who seemed to have died at that moment, raised his upper body, and kissed him fiercely because Frightened slightly cold lips.

Tossing and lingering, it makes people think that it is difficult to be gentle. This kind of kiss is capricious and strong, and does not care much about the wishes of the passive person. It is like a hunt from a ferocious beast. The more exhausted the prey is, The more it arouses the predator's burning desire to conquer.

It wasn't until he even forgot to struggle with his fingertips, and his breathing became equally rapid, that the other party reluctantly let go of the unbearably tortured lips, and lightly bit his chin that trembled due to breathing.

Ye Zhiqiu's heart was beating very fast, and the beating that hit his chest made him feel like he was in the sea, floating without landing, unable to catch the rope for life-saving, and unable to see the shore of hope, but he was sinking in it.

"You lied to me." Ye Zhiqiu grabbed the opponent's arm with both hands, and the movement that seemed powerless to resist the opponent's more touch was more like a kind of welcome or refusal.

"Which one do you want to talk about?" Rong Yu restrained himself when he heard this, and raised his head to look at the pair of eyes stained with lust.

"Do you often lie to me?" Ye Zhiqiu's eyes froze, obviously displeased.

"There are only a handful of them. I promised not to make you cry, but I didn't do it." Rong Yu looked serious.

Ye Zhiqiu originally thought it was such a big deal, so sad and crying was not worth promising. According to his temperament, if the memory was still there, he should have blamed this person for talking nonsense at that time.

A monk will not easily get karma with others, let alone make a promise. The relationship between the two of them, he recalled, was sleeping in the snow with each other, and there was a soul-soul connection to do the double cultivation, but he The two attacking Rong Yu did not feel any wounds, which means that they may be a former couple, but they are not Taoist couples who have taken the oath of heaven.

"Even Heaven has not punished you for the promise. I think it's not your intention to make me sad. In fact, what I'm talking about is that you tricked me into pretending to be dead." Ye Zhiqiu said.

"You..." Rong Yu suddenly recalled that the person he faced was pure and lovely in terms of feelings. He raised his hand to smooth Ye Zhiqiu's slightly frowning eyebrows because of doubt, and sighed softly, "Every time I see you With such an appearance, I feel that I have committed a heinous crime."

"I don't know what else you have. Don't do the bad things one by one, take the benefits again and again, and finally tell me what you regret, and treat your irresponsible escape as chic and open-minded." Ye Zhiqiu only thought about himself. Let this person do whatever he wants, if he is so emotional at this moment, but the other party regards this affair as a confession, it will really make him vomit blood.

"You want me to be responsible?" Rong Yu's eyes lit up.

Ye Zhiqiu was suddenly shocked by the other party's reaction. Do you still need to ask this question? This man probably forgot that he was shy before and wanted to recognize his son. On the neck of the other party, he said condescendingly: "The matter is about to come, the truth is revealed, you just pestered me to take responsibility, and you want the aura of conscience?"

"I said it in a good voice, and I didn't force you to admit it." Seeing his straddling posture, Rong Yu was full of momentum.

"You are still making excuses, you, are you saying that within two days, you will feel guilty and regret it, and you will sever your friendship with me if you know your mistake and correct it?" "Love", there was an inexplicable throbbing pain in my heart, and the strength in my hand became loose again.

"As long as you are willing, I want to stay by your side for the rest of my life, regardless of responsibility." Rong Yu held the back of his hand.

"You think you can't even do the small thing of keeping me from crying, and it's hard to keep your promise. Today's words can count?" Ye Zhiqiu's eyes fell on that hand, a little concerned.

Rong Yu asked, "What do you want?"

"Since you want to be my son's father, don't just talk about it, I want to be just and righteous, and make an oath to heaven," Ye Zhiqiu still pinched his neck with one hand, but took Rong Yu's hand with the other hand, palms pressed together, ten fingers Clenched tightly, looking very much like a bandit leader who occupies a mountain as a king and plunders others to be his wife. He only raised his chin and said solemnly, "If you betray me, you will be punished by heaven, and you will never improve your cultivation in this life. "

"Everyone who is married has a token, and I should also buy a big gift for you..." Before Rong Yu finished speaking, he was shocked by Ye Zhiqiu whose eyes suddenly became colder, and had no choice but to follow along. He said, "Yellow spring and green fall, the way of heaven is above, if I, Rong Yu, lose Ye Zhiqiu, I will be punished by heaven, and my cultivation will stop here, and there will be no progress."

Ye Zhiqiu felt relieved, and his eyes when looking at people turned into a clear pool of tenderness, and he swore: "The yellow spring is blue, the way of heaven is above, I, Ye Zhiqiu, if I bear Rong Yu, I will be punished by heaven, and the realm of this life will stop in the mortal world and never ascend .”

After the two finished talking, Ye Zhiqiu took off the hairpin and was about to draw a bloody gash on Rong Yu's palm, but the other party tightly clenched the hand on Rong Yu's neck, and sat up to press against his forehead.

"The oath of the Dao of Heaven has not been fulfilled, you just want to do something and don't rush it for a while, or are you going back on your word so soon?" Ye Zhiqiu gripped the hairpin tightly, shaking in his heart.

"Zhiqiu, it's true that I love you, but you may not still love me after you recover your memory." Rong Yu tightened his hands, almost making Ye Zhiqiu hold his breath, "I give you back the memory, yes Love or hate, it's up to you."