Has Marquis Anping been beaten today?

After Jiang Jingyun threw away Ghost Warrior, he found that the purse that Xie An gave him was missing, so he went back to look for it along the way, only to see these two idiots squatting in the dark alley and crying loudly because they thought something happened to him.

At the moment, he was angry and funny, but even more moved. It turns out that there are still people in this world who will cry because of their disappearance.

In fact, when Xie Yan came to this alley, he had already arrived, and originally wanted to leave here, so as not to let those ghost warriors who were still fleeing catch up and bring unnecessary trouble to the other party.When he turned around and was about to leave, he heard the two idiots muttering alone, crying about the grievances they had suffered in the past and their reluctance for themselves.

Ever since, Jiang Jingyun temporarily put aside the idea of ​​leaving, and stood quietly on the spot, listening to Xie Fan's cry.

Jiang Jingyun, who had heard about the same, was afraid that Xie Fan would make some irrational move. In order to save his face, he planned to stay away from him and look for him in the sound transmission array. He never thought that this idiot would cry so ugly!Too stupid!

Crying...it hurts.

Meeting Xie Fan like this, Jiang Jingyun's self-proclaimed calm suddenly shattered, what face does this fool need, he lost even face.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jingyun strode forward and blurted out without thinking.The hand hanging by the side curled up slightly, moved half an inch forward for a while, then retracted for a while, and after a few struggles, it was simply gathered in the sleeve, behind the back, and clenched into a fist unwillingly, not waiting for his disappointment When he was looking for a suitable excuse to comfort himself for his behavior, he heard the phrase "deceitful corpse" suddenly uttered by the two idiots squatting on the ground, making his chest hurt in anger.

The pity and intolerance that lingered in my heart finally disappeared with the "deceived corpse".

Jiang Jingyun's face darkened, Shuangxue's frantically jumping silver light shuttled back and forth in this cramped alley, reflecting Xie Nan's handsome face covered with water stains, the tears at the corners of his eyes hadn't been wiped away, they were soaking freely With that blush and silver light shining brightly.From time to time, the powdery nose sucked gently, making a hula hula sound, which was a signal of nasal congestion.

The wet eyes stared at him intently.

The light of frost and snow froze for a moment.

At this short moment of stagnation, Xie Wen jumped up from the ground with a bang, and threw himself on Jiang Jingyun, hugging his neck tightly, the violent impact directly knocked Jiang Jingyun back a few steps, leaning against his back. The taupe wall was so strong that the mottled wall powder on the wall fell off.

Jiang Jingyun snorted, frowned, and slapped Xie Wen on the head with one hand, cursing: "Why are you so crazy!"

"Second brother!" Xie Yan buried his face in Jiang Jingyun's neck, closed his eyes and kept absorbing the familiar scent of orchids on his body, the ecstasy of finding it again swept his body, and he couldn't hear other words, and a thought kept circling in his mind ──Second brother is fine.

"Second elder brother, second elder brother, second elder brother..." Xie Fan was as happy as a coquettish cat, rubbing his furry head against Jiang Jingyun's neck, arching it, and rubbing it with his face from time to time. He kept calling Jiang Jingyun, and didn't need anyone to respond, so he was happy alone.

Jiang Jingyun's face was so angry that it turned black and then red, red and then black, and he tried to push him away several times to no avail, just after they separated a little, they stuck together like brown sugar, and finally he had to accept his fate and let Xie Aan go.

Jiang Jingyun's hands were hanging by his side tiredly, his breathing was a little disordered, his face was a little pale when glimpsed by the moonlight, and his thin lips were slightly trembling, showing vividly the appearance of a weak and beautiful man who was imprisoned by a goblin to absorb his energy.

The watchman passing by was so suffocated by urine that he was about to find a place to solve it, but just as he was about to untie his belt, he met a cold gaze from the depths of the alley, and he froze immediately, staring at him with wide eyes. The two figures who were about to merge into one hurriedly tightened their trousers with one hand, and grabbed their clapper with the other hand, and smiled awkwardly: "I... I am a watcher!"

As he said that, the watchman seemed afraid that Jiang Jingyun would not believe him, so he hurriedly knocked on it, but Jiang Jingyun's eyes became colder when the clapper was knocked down.

The watchman was so frightened that he couldn't control the strength of his hands. He knocked several times with "Du Tu Tu", and the men next door couldn't help cursing, blaming the watchman for not having eyes. Even.

"Try knocking again?" Jiang Jingyun was already embarrassed when he was bumped into by someone, and the watchman was also a no-brainer, and he kept knocking on the clapper without knowing it, which made his forehead hurt.

The sound of clappers reverberating around infinitely magnified his embarrassment that he tried his best to restrain, and Jiang Jingyun, in order to save face, could only choose to overwhelm others in momentum and strike first.

"I, I, I..." The watchman stammered, and I couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time. I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth, and ran away. "No matter how urgent you are, you have to go to an inn anyway. You can't run out of money for a room, right?"

The watchman thought that Jiang Jingyun couldn't hear what he said, but not only Jiang Jingyun heard it, but Xie Fan also heard it, and he heard it clearly, clearly and without uttering a word.

Xie Fan came back to his senses in the sound of the watchman knocking on the clapper, and planned to take the opportunity to hug Jiang Jingyun a few more times, but the watchman's words made Xie Wen wake up like a dream. A beating is inevitable, and the beating is nothing, but I am afraid that Jiang Jingyun will be angry, and then he will not look good for a few days.

After thinking about it for a few times, Xie Yan consciously withdrew from Jiang Jingyun's arms, touched his nose with the gradually growing flames in Jiang Jingyun's eyes, and changed the subject with a dry laugh: "Second brother, I'm going to I embroidered a Momofu bag for you again, okay?"

Jiang Jingyun remained silent.

Xie Yan was a little creeped by him, but he still continued to speak bravely: "Second brother, do you know who I met after I went in with that apprentice in the medical center? It was He Lan! It was the one who didn't tie the boat. Very cunning Elder Yan Hua. Not only is he ugly, but his clothes are also ugly, and he looks quite old, probably in his 40s or [-]s."

"Second brother, you said that He Lan is old and ugly, is it because he has done too many immoral things?" Xie Wen stroked his chin and said, "Anyway, I hate him, ouch──!"

Even if Xie Fan changed the subject again, he still couldn't escape Shuangxue's "serving" after all.It took several whips on the shoulder to subside, leaving only the pain spreading.

"Second brother, I won't dare again in the future." Xie Wen touched his shoulder, no longer cared about Zuoyan, and obediently bowed his head, honestly admitting his mistake.

"Don't dare to do anything?" Jiang Jingyun said coldly.

"Don't dare to be in the alley, I will find a room in the future." Xie Yan was concerned about the scar on his shoulder, and he couldn't control the words in his mouth, so he opened his mouth and came.

Jiang Jingyun: "..."

The air suddenly became dull, and it was extremely quiet.

Xie Fan felt that something was wrong, subconsciously raised his head and looked at Jiang Jingyun, then remembered what he just said, opened his mouth to explain, but in the end he didn't have the chance, and was forced back into his stomach by a cluster of bright silver light, and dissipated Between the internal organs.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

"Hiss~ Ouch! Take it lightly - take it easy, second brother, take it easy, okay?"

"Ah──! It hurts──!"

……

The watchman finished circling the city, and his timid heart couldn't resist the desire for gossip, so he carefully detoured back, intending to check if Jiang Jingyun and the others were still there, before he got close to him, he heard the shattered cry of pain, and was in a trance There is also a bit of indescribable ambiguity between them.

The watchman stopped immediately, turned around and walked back, shaking his head as he walked, and sighed: "It's so hot!"Still young.

Xie Man, who was beaten up by Shuangxue and screamed fiercely, leaned against the wall, looking at Jiang Jingyun who was walking forward indifferently, the pain on his face gradually dissipated, and his eyes fell on the dark spot on the wall where he was leaning against just now. Mark, and looked at Jiang Jingyun's slightly weird walking posture, frowning slightly, thoughtfully.

"Haven't you been beaten enough?" Jiang Jingyun, who was walking in front, turned around quickly.

"Enough is enough." Xie Fan chuckled, and cast a magic spell on the ghost warrior lying on the side. It was really ridiculous to think that he cried like that to a ghost warrior just now.

"Since that's the case, don't hurry up!" Jiang Jingyun said impatiently.

After the ghost warrior disappeared completely, Xie Fan raised his foot and walked forward a few steps, stopped and leaned against the wall after walking a few steps, and said with pain on his face: "Second brother, it hurts!"

Jiang Jingyun: "..."

"It really hurts." Xie Fan looked at Jiang Jingyun pitifully, his voice was a little hoarse, and there was a hint of crying.

"Where does it hurt?" Jiang Jingyun asked.

"The face hurts." Xie Wen touched his face, his dark eyeballs rolled around, and added, "There are still legs."

"And the neck, the hands, the chest, the head."

Jiang Jingyun: "..."

Since these places hurt, what are you doing covering your stomach?

Even though it was obvious at a glance that Xie Fan was pretending, Jiang Jingyun turned back and looked at him quietly, and was about to speak when his wrists were suddenly restrained, and he was gently dragged into his arms.

"It hurts everywhere, I need my second brother to hug me." Xie Yan rested his chin on Jiang Jingyun's left shoulder, his gaze stayed on the slightly stiff fabric for a moment, the tip of his nose moved slightly, and his eyes flickered.Then raised half an inch away, raised his long eyebrows, breathed on his ear, and deliberately dragged out his tone, "Second brother, can you carry me back~"

"Are you sick?" Jiang Jingyun's ears felt slightly hot, he leaned back, glared at Xie Fan angrily, and his breathing became a little disordered.

"If you are sick, you can be hugged by the second brother, right?" Xie Wen's eyes lit up, his eyebrows curved slightly, and he began to imitate the posture of a young child playing a rascal, "Then I am sick now, second brother, can you carry me back? Second brother, I'm sick~"

"Get out!" Jiang Jingyun pushed Xie Fan away with one hand, but felt his body was empty, and he lifted him up.

"Didn't your hands and feet hurt everywhere?" Jiang Jingyun mocked, "It's all right now?"

"Okay." Xie Fan, whose lie was exposed, smiled at Jiang Jingyun without blushing, "It's really sick. I have a disease that can only be cured by hugging my second brother."

Jiang Jingyun: "..."

I believe in you.

"Okay, second brother, please take pity on me, let me give you a good hug, and treat it as a mortal me to continue my life." Xie Yan met Jiang Jingyun's gaze, and there was a six-point narrowness in his eyes, four-point absolute sincerity.

Jiang Jingyun: "..."

Jiang Jingyun snorted coldly, slowly let go of Xie Man's sleeve, and turned his face to the inside, leaving him with a pitch-black back of his head.

Xie Nan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and adjusted his position gently, avoiding his left shoulder intentionally or unintentionally.

The moonlight invites the dim lights beside the road to lengthen the figures of the two, but those mottled shadows that have been dazzled by the shadows of the trees continue to outline those unknown stories in a dark corner.

After what happened tonight, Xie Yan made up his mind to pick up the pursuit he left behind a year ago, not for anything else, just to live, for him and Jiang Jingyun to live in peace and stability.

Only by mastering the handle can one be qualified to choose the pointing of the blade.

He is familiar with the handle of the knife and wants to hold it.

The author has something to say:

Xie Yan: Huh ~ I will return to Beijing tomorrow!I want to be emperor!Oh no, I want to be Princess Jing! ! !

Thanks: Great!I'm finally going to play!

Chen Wuji: Don't be too happy, the mother on the first floor is in a hurry to save the manuscript, and she just knows the plot a little earlier than you.