live to death

Bliss Feast doesn't stop with two people.People's voices gradually sounded again in the flower room of the carved beams and painted buildings, and the figures of Mo Yin and Jiang Yehan were blocked by the figures of the crowd.

After being shocked and bizarre, they still have their own joys to enjoy, so why would they spend too much energy on unrelated people.

Regarding Jiang Yehan's ambiguous answer, Mo Yinhe knew that he didn't want to elaborate.It doesn't matter, he will always know anyway.

Jiang Yehan's chair is a chair that can be used by him with the help of internal force, but after using too much internal force, he is tired after all, and there is no need to check the pulse. Mo Yinhe both know that Jiang Yehan's body is not good, and his internal force is not strong. Now that Mo Yinhe was by his side, he naturally helped Jiang Yehan push the wooden cart.

Jiang Yehan didn't seem to be worried that Mo Yinhe would harm him at all, so he just exposed his back to Mo Yinhe.

Mo Yinhe smelled the faint smell of medicine from Jiang Yehan's body, and asked doubtfully, "Are you weak? I smell the smell of medicine." After finishing speaking, Mo Yinhe realized that all kinds of smells were floating in the air, mixed with all kinds of smells , this smell is really not very pleasant.At this time, Mo Yinhe smelled an unpleasant smell in the corner, and then he remembered that he was Xi He, and it was not surprising that he could smell all kinds of smells.

"As Xihe, shouldn't he be able to smell it?" For some reason, Mo Yinhe felt that Jiang Yehan raised his eyebrows under the mask, and then Jiang Yehan said, "Push me back to the room, it's too hot here. It's noisy."

Mo Yinhe also felt that it was too noisy here, so he pushed him back to the room under Jiang Yehan's command.

Jiang Yehan's room was very big, and Mo Yinhe could tell that the Master of Bliss Banquet had put a lot of effort into Jiang Yehan's room. There were no steps or thresholds.The house is so big that Jiang Yehan's wooden wheeled cart can travel unimpeded.

Not long after entering the house, Jiang Yehan pointed out to Mo Yinhe where he put his clothes and where he took a bath, and this was to drive Mo Yinhe to take a bath.

Mo Yinhe naturally knew that he was embarrassed by this matter, but he found it interesting to see Jiang Yehan's sideways face not looking at him.

Mo Yinhe half-kneeled beside the wooden cart and looked up at Jiang Yehan: "Don't you take off your mask? It should be quite boring."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yinhe knew that he had stepped on Jiang Yehan's painful foot again.This question is the same as the previous question about why he couldn't walk. It should be Jiang Yehan's Nilin, but Mo Yinhe unscrupulously uncovered Nilin, and finally looked up like a child who wants to eat candied haws Looking at Jiang Yehan, his eyes were full of radiance, waiting for Jiang Yehan's answer.

Jiang Yehan didn't answer his question, nor did he urge Mo Yinhe to leave to take a bath, he just looked at Mo Yinhe, then slowly raised his head and took off his mask.

Muscles are like white jade, lips are like vermilion jade, eyes are like black sparkles, eyebrows are like willow leaves.

It's a pity that such good looks are only half.The other half are all black lines, like ghost faces.The eyes on the ghost face are white pupils.

He said that he is a demon, such words are half true.

"Are you afraid?" Jiang Yehan's voice was very soft, but Mo Yinhe felt that he was about to leave.

Mo Yinhe shook his head, this is nothing to be afraid of.

"Why do you need to comfort me? We just met for the first time today. If you are afraid, I won't eat you." Jiang Yehan held Mo Yinhe's face, bringing him closer to himself.

Mo Yinhe seemed to be deceived by his attitude.This person's aura was approaching, even the scent on his body carried an alluring aura that would drag people into the abyss, but his brows were cold and stern, his eyes were ice-cold, and even his hands were slightly cold.

This person is so contradictory, yet so attractive.

Jiang Yehan carefully discerned the expressions in those eyes, and there was really no way to be afraid or frightened.But this man is a killer, the best at covering up and deceiving people... Jiang Yehan also saw the confusion in his eyes, which made Jiang Yehan's heart move, and then let go of Mo Yinhe's jaw .

Jiang Yehan let go, but Mo Yinhe straightened up a little bit and moved closer to Jiang Yehan.The medicinal smell became stronger and the temperature became warmer.

"Natural or Nurture?"

Jiang Yehan laughed out loud.How many years, as a ghost doctor, how many years have you not laughed?

The ghost doctor couldn't do anything, so the King of Hades made a detour.Everyone knows that his legs are sick, and everyone is afraid of him.No one around him dared to approach him, how long ago did he laugh?Jiang Yehan himself didn't even remember.

"It's none of your business, go take a bath." Jiang Yehan put his hand on Mo Yinhe's shoulder, and gently pushed him away.

The temperature in his hand suddenly lost, Jiang Yehan actually felt a little nostalgic.

This person is like a good unknown herb, which attracted him to want to explore it, but he dared not do it lightly, for fear of destroying the properties of the medicine and causing him to wither.

Mo Yinhe stopped making trouble with Jiang Yehan, and went to take a bath obediently.In fact, he had already disliked this blood, but seeing Qin Chu like this by his side, he was reluctant to leave.He had never seen such a quiet and bewildering Qin Chu, and he wished he could take another look, one more look.

Reluctantly giving Jiang Yehan a look, Mo Yinhe quickly walked towards the bathing place.

Before going into the water, Mo Yinhe touched the back of his neck.This is his abandonment of the promise he made to Jiang Yehan with the pride of being Xihe.That is the source of Wangshu's fragrance.As a Xihe, Mo Yinhe naturally wouldn't have any source of fragrance, so Jiang Yehan's meaning couldn't be more clear.

Mo Yinhe laughed again.From the very beginning, Mo Yinhe knew that he was Xihe, but the Xihe produced by Heaven and Earth Gu was different from most Xihe.They have been taking secret medicine since childhood, and they have no descendants. Even Xunxiang is very shallow, almost none. Anyway, Mo Yin and Xunxiang who can smell Jiang Yehan can't smell themselves.But even so, Mo Yinhe is still a Xijun, and he chose to have the branding on the back of his neck, which means that he will never have a Zhongsu or Wangshu in his life.Everything he has belongs to Jiang Yehan.

Even if it's just the first meeting, is there such a strong possessive desire?Mo Yinhe laughed, and went to bother Jiang Yehan after a quick wash.Naturally, Mo Yinhe didn't feel that he was bothering him at all.

The white clothes on his body belonged to Jiang Yehan, and Jiang Yehan's incense was medicinal incense, which wrapped Mo Yinhe.The two Xunxiang of Xihe got entangled with each other, and began to tangle aggressively.Mo Yinhe couldn't smell his Xunxiang, nor did he know what it smelled like.But he knew that he let the medicinal fragrance intrude a little bit.

Jiang Yehan was a little surprised to see Mo Yinhe come out so quickly. He was looking at a medical book, but Mo Yinhe walked over and knelt in front of him, and took the book away.

Jiang Yehan was not annoyed, instead, he brushed away Mo Yinhe's loose wet hair to reveal the refining mark on the back of his neck.

"This shouldn't touch the water, I thought you understood." Jiang Yehan frowned and looked at the wound that had turned white from touching the water.

Mo Yin and Hun didn't care, "I understand, but I'm too lazy." It's just a small wound, why bother.

Jiang Yehan frowned slightly, making his strange half face more like a ghost's face.Mo Yinhe couldn't see his expression, but felt that Jiang Yehan was not in a good mood right now.

"Don't move." Even though his brows were furrowed, Jiang Yehan's voice was not as cold as he thought.

Mo Yinhe was naturally obedient.

There was a slight pain in the back of his neck, and he knew that Jiang Yehan should be cleaning his wounds.

Now Jiang Yehan regretted it a bit, why did he want to brand this person.You should have tattooed him with ink yourself, not in such a rough way.

Jiang Yehan used the small knife in his sleeve to gently scrape off the whitening flesh from Mo Yinhe's wound.His movements were very light, obviously debridement, but Mo Yinhe hardly felt the pain.Maybe it's because the original body was already used to the pain as a killer, but maybe Jiang Yehan didn't even feel how cautious his movements were.

After a long time, Mo Yinhe felt a chill on the back of his neck, which was a paste-like medicine.

Jiang Yehan's fingers were long and slender like jade, and he carefully applied plaster on Mo Yinhe's wound. If it wasn't for the coolness, Mo Yinhe wouldn't even be able to feel his fingers.

"Does it hurt?"

"pain."

In fact, it didn't hurt at all, Jiang Yehan's hands were too light, even when he was smearing the wound, Mo Yinhe didn't feel much pain.But that's what he wanted to say.

Sure enough, Jiang Yehan frowned again.

The moment Jiang Yehan's fingers withdrew, Mo Yin and Huihui grabbed Jiang Yehan's hand, and repeated it as if a little bit wronged: "It hurts."

Jiang Yehan really regretted it, but it's a done deal.

"let me go."

Mo Yinhe didn't let go, and looked at Jiang Yehan accusingly: "You caused me such pain, and you are still so fierce?"

Jiang Yehan is helpless, this person is obviously his pet, why is he so unaware of being a pet?

"I'll give you some painkiller." Seeing Mo Yinhe's accusing eyes, Jiang Yehan sighed, indicating that Mo Yinhe had prevented him from giving him the medicine.But Mo Yinhe still didn't let go, Jiang Yehan looked at Mo Yinhe helplessly, not knowing what he wanted to do.

Seeing Jiang Yehan's helpless eyes, Mo Yinhe let go of his hand and said, "Take it easy, I'm afraid it will hurt."

These words were so ambiguous, the air seemed to become thinner, and the temperature began to rise gradually, forming Mo Yin and the affection in his eyes.

Next, Jiang Yehan didn't use his fingers to apply medicine to Mo Yinhe, but used powder to shake directly on Mo Yinhe's brand.

It was getting late after all this trouble, Jiang Yehan was planning to take a bath, but he didn't want Mo Yinhe to follow him all the time.

Jiang Yehan was about to control the wooden cart to turn around, but Mo Yinhe moved his head closer to Jiang Yehan's ear.

"I'll help you."

Jiang Yehan's face turned cold all of a sudden, and his voice was like the deep cold coming from the abyss.

"Are you sympathizing with me?"

Regardless of Jiang Yehan's suddenly stern expression, Mo Yinhe pushed him towards the bathtub.

"No, this is a thank you."

"Thanks for what?"

Mo Yinhe didn't answer for a long time, until he pushed Jiang Yehan to the side of the bathtub.

He walked up to Jiang Yehan, half kneeling and stretched out his hand to him.

"Thank you for choosing me."

Jiang Ye's cold and stern face faded because of this sentence.

Their hands touched, and Mo Yinhe held Jiang Yehan's hand tightly.

This hand is a little cold.