Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

After Tsurumaru Kuninaga finished speaking, the already quiet air instantly fell into a very strange dead silence.

As if he was afraid that he hadn't spoken clearly enough, the white-haired Fu Sangshen raised his straight eyebrows, deliberately raised his volume, and repeated the last few words: "That man is having sex with someone else on the bed."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's tone was full of malice and sarcasm, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, enjoying the expression changes of this group of Token Fusangshin with leisure.

Now, the atmosphere became more and more condensed.

Foxnosuke shook his body, trying to relax himself a little, but found that the cold air emanating from the Token Fusangshen behind him could not be ignored at all.

The weak and helpless little fox thought about Tsurumaru Kuninaga's trouble-making and mischievous temperament on weekdays, swallowed his saliva, and said with a dry smile: "This time, His Highness Tsurumaru must have been frightened too, right?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga folded his arms and asked back, "Do you think it's possible?"

Foxnosuke stopped talking, its fox fur was already standing on end by the cold air in the air.

Yiqi Yijin stood directly behind Foxnosuke, and after confirming that Tsurumaru Kuninaga was not joking this time, Yiqi Yishin's pupils darkened instantly.

Thinking of the man being pressed down by another person to do such an intimate thing at the moment, the hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist, and due to too much force, the nails even sank deep into the There were red marks in the flesh.

Anger, sourness, jealousy, and a little bit of panic and fear... All kinds of complex emotions were intertwined in Yiqi Yizhen's mind, making his mood extremely heavy and irritable.

For the first time, Yizhen realized so clearly that even if he had the most intimate physical entanglement with that man, he was still just an insignificant existence to the other party.

Maybe it's not just him, even this Honmaru is dispensable.

Mingming knew that the new judge was a flirtatious and vicious man, an abyss that seduced people into sinking and depravity, such a person would not stay for anyone, he was indifferent and sentimental.

Obviously know...

But why was he feeling so angry now?

The meaning behind this emotion made Yi Qi Yi's heart cool down a little bit, and a dark shadow was cast on the sharp-edged handsome face.It was a starry night, and there was no wind around, but Yiqi felt an unprecedented coldness.

Compared with the first episode and one shock, Xiaohumaru was not much better, he felt very bored, and felt as if he was being played and betrayed.Just a few hours ago, that man said to him that he liked and wanted to be loved, but now he had a relationship with another person in this world.

As Sword Fusangshen, they had no reason to interfere with all the affairs of the god judge in this world, but when Xiaohumaru thought of what the god judge had said to other people in this world where they could not go, They had no way of knowing what they had done, so they felt blocked.

At this time, Kohomaru had to admit that he cared a lot about the God Judge, the man who cured the dark fall of Honmaru's fellow swordsmen.

"Sure enough, shouldn't we have expectations for the God Judge?" Zong Sanzuo frowned slightly, and sighed softly.

Standing next to Sosan's left writing, Yamabuki Kiri Kunihiro pursed his lips when he heard the words, and lowered the dirty and wrinkled quilt a little.His brilliant blond hair was hidden under the quilt, and his beautiful facial features were also faintly covered. The blond-haired Fu Sangshen lowered his eyelashes, and walked away silently without saying a word.

And Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was still very popular at first, got a kind of comfort inexplicably after seeing the expressions of these swordsmen colleagues, and even felt a rare pleasure.

"Homaru," Higakiri squeezed his chin, and said in a gentle voice, "Do you think we look like concubines who are secretly sad because they have not been favored by the monarch?"

"Brother, please stop joking at this time!" Knee Maru frowned, emphasizing with some helplessness: "And I am Knee Maru, not Hou Wan."

"You don't need to worry too much about things like names." Hikakiri looked up at the dark sky: "Let's go to rest, brother Maru, the God Judge will not come to Honmaru tonight."

Kenmaru sighed, and had given up on trying to correct his brother.

Suzumaru paused for a moment while stroking the hand with the Buddhist beads, and then, like Yamabuki Kunihiro, turned and left without saying a word.

"Brother Yiqi, let's go back too." Ranto Shiro tugged on Yiqi's sleeve.

Hakata Toshiro also echoed: "I'm sleepy too, Brother Yiqi, let's go back and rest."

Yiqi Yizhen restrained his expression and nodded, but the tight corners of his lips were still closed into a cold straight line.

After Kuritaguchi's Toukens left, the other Touken Fusangshin also returned to their rooms one after another.Soon, only Tsukami Tsukami and Tsurumaru Kuninaga were left standing in place.

"Isn't Mikazuki still going to rest?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga yawned and asked lazily.

Sanri Yue Zongjin didn't speak, his eyes were extremely quiet, in such a dark and deep night, those clear and beautiful eyes like a new moon shone with a sharpness that seemed to be able to see everything.

"Why do you want to tell the truth about the accident of the god judge?" Mikami Tsukimune asked, he looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga with deep scrutiny and deep meaning, and seemed to be able to peek into the heart of the gods with white hair It's crystal clear.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga tilted his head, and asked with a smile: "Isn't it good for everyone to see the promiscuous private life of the judge?"

Sanri Yuezong said inexplicably, "I'm afraid it's not just like that."

"Well—then add one more reason," Tsurumaru Kuninaga said, spreading his hands, "It would be too boring for only one person to understand such things as being bored."

"Really..." Sanri Yue Zongjin smiled, and was noncommittal to this answer.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga said with some playfulness: "Could it be that Sankayue thinks I have other reasons?"

Sanri Yue Zongjin didn't give any response to this, but said the words to end the topic in a leisurely manner: "It's getting late, I'm already a grandfather, I should go to rest."

After the words were finished, Tsukami Munekin bypassed Tsurumaru Kuninaga and walked towards the courtyard of the Sanjo house.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at the back of Mikami Tsukimune leaving, all the smiles on his face disappeared, and a hint of thought condensed in his golden pupils.

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Upstairs in the Lupin bar, the passionate scene on the TV has already ended, and the subtitles are slowly scrolling with soothing light music on the black background board. The small room is filled with a kind of musk after the release of lust taste.

Fu Zhenhong was lazily lying on the big soft bed. He had cleaned up afterward and changed into a clean bathrobe. He was full of lazy beauty.

Zhong Yuanzhong also lay sideways beside him, put his chin on Fu Zhenhong's shoulder, and wrapped Fu Zhenhong in his arms possessively.

The young man who had tasted love for the first time knew the taste, smelled the fragrance emanating from Fu Zhenhong's body, Zhong Yuanzhong also raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, and while rubbing the skin of Fu Zhenhong's neck with his chin, he whispered: "Are you Mine, I like it... I like it very much..."

Fu Zhenhong didn't speak, but gently rubbed Zhongyuan Zhongye's hair.

It is said that people with a bad temper usually have hard hair, but Nakahara Chuya's hair is extraordinarily soft and silky.Aside from the strategy mission itself, Fu Zhenhong also likes people with such a personality in the Central Plains. They are warm, bright, kind, and live purely and transparently, like the hottest halo in the world.

"Zhongye," Fu Zhenhong called him, and gathered the strands of hair that had fallen from the orange-haired youth's side lying on his side behind his ears, with a bit of humor in his tone: "Suddenly I'm looking forward to seeing you after you wake up from drinking." look."

"Sober?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also retorted, "I'm not drunk."

Fu Zhenhong laughed, "Well, you're not drunk."

As soon as he finished speaking, the doorbell suddenly rang at this moment.

"Who?" Zhongya Nakahara asked, his low voice was tinged with magnetism and a sexy hoarseness after the affair.

The movement outside the house stopped for a few seconds, followed by a clear male voice——

"Hello, meal delivery service."

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, "No point..."

Before Chuya Zhongya finished speaking, the door of the room was opened directly from the outside with a "click".

A waiter in a vest and a bow tie pushed the dining car in very naturally.

The waiter had ordinary features, but was tall and tall. His hair was a little long, and even faintly covered his eyebrows and eyes.

The smell in the room that hadn't completely dissipated made the waiter pause. He raised his eyes and looked at Fu Zhenhong, but when he was about to meet Fu Zhenhong's gaze, Zhong Yuan, who got up from the bed, also slapped him. The body blocked the view.

"How did you come in?" Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the waiter who broke into the room at will with vigilance, and instinctive sharpness and sharpness appeared in the sapphire blue eyes that were not yet sober.

The waiter raised his eyelids and replied, "He came in."

Nakahara Chuya's brows suddenly became deeper. He glanced at the covered dining car, and then turned his gaze to the extremely weird waiter. His voice was sharp and cold: "Go out."

The waiter didn't move.

At this time, there was another noise and noise in the corridor outside the room. Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps getting closer, several people with sharp voices were yelling loudly.

The Central Plains also heard words such as Hong Kong black cadres, gravity, owed money, cheated, and died for love.

Before he could discern the complete meaning of the sentence, five or six middle-aged men and women gathered outside the room. These people were aggressive and looked like they were about to rush in.

"Zhong Ye, go and see what's going on." Fu Zhenhong's voice came from behind Zhong Ye.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the waiter, and then at the group of people who were about to rush in with blushing faces. After struggling for a moment, he walked out with long legs and blocked the people who wanted to come in.

And just as his back foot hit the ground, there was a muffled "bang", and the door of the room was directly closed by the waiter from inside the room.

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

The author has something to say: Thank you little cuties for their nutrient solution

Thanks to Cang Lan, Lu Ci, talk more if you can talk, complete suicide story, sugar poem x2, Momo's landmine

Thanks Honeysuckle for Shallow Water Bomb

Thanks to Nanfeng for knowing what I want, Lu Ci's hand grenade

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Waiter: You can go now

Chuya: Your sister!