Transcending into a blue scorpion

Guo Songyang gritted his steel teeth tightly.He couldn't control the qi and blood in his chest churning, afraid of venting his breath, he couldn't hold it any longer.

This poisonous scorpion can instigate others to run around from a distance of thousands of miles. When his clothes are half-faded and attached to a man's body, he whispers coquettishly, crouching down, even if his heart is like iron, he will turn into a tender heart.

Guo Songyang is not made of iron, he is a man of flesh and blood, his only way is to push the opponent away.But only then did he cruelly pull away the opponent's left shoulder, and Lan Miao's right arm slid in again.No matter where he touched, he could touch the soft skin.Lan Miao's long hair had gotten into his skirt like a snake.It was a torture for him.

Lan Miao appeared in front of him that day, panting lightly, as if she had been looking for him all night.

He is so charming, so beautiful, and his eyes are burning with burning love.

He caught the glance from Lan Miao, and he waited for this moment as if waiting for death.He knew that he shouldn't go with Lan Miao, shouldn't come to Bicui Garden, and shouldn't be lured into the hub by his sweet words again and again.But is it possible for a moth to escape when it enters a spider's web?

Lan Miao had already been completely bullied into his arms.The peacock blue robe has also fallen into the quilt.

The man's skin was as smooth as silk and as hot as fire.

Guo Songyang is like a soup that has been simmering on the stove for too long.His skin was unbelievably hot, his throat parched and parched, his lips trembling, desperate to grab something, to drink something.

His five fingers, which were used to holding the sword, trembled and finally clenched into fists.He let out a breath and said hoarsely, "You...you keep pestering me...I'll..."

He is like a trapped animal, ready to counterattack before dying.

Lan Miao suddenly let go of him a little bit, and slowly raised his head, his black hair was still wrapped around Guo Songyang's body.

He said softly: "Why should you wrong yourself? I know you have wanted me for a long time, and you want me so badly......Isn't it?"

His fingers are like a feather, lingering on the opponent's strong muscles.Every time I swim to a place, the muscles there can't help twitching.No matter how firm Guo Songyang's will is, he can't suppress the instinctive reflex of his nerves anyway.

Guo Songyang's voice seemed to be twitching, and he said, "You...you get lost!"

There was tenderness in Lan Miao's eyes, and he loved this man's tenacity that refused to give in.He kissed the other person on the cheek, and said: "I promised to treat you well, how can I break my promise? You have helped me so much, I can't just pretend to be stupid. I am here, take it. "

He lifted his head up slightly, and was trapped under the dark and mysterious quilt below the neck.Like a fully bloomed rose that is waiting to be picked, delicate and beautiful.

Guo Songyang grabbed his wandering hand with all his strength, trembling in his hand, sneered in his throat, and said: "No need to promise, you treat others well, so please."

Lan Miao couldn't help but said sweetly: "Are you jealous?" Then she frowned again, her tone pitiful, as if she was begging for mercy, and said: "He is fighting for me, if I see him trapped in the enemy's line, I will abandon him. Are you human? If I really abandon him, you probably won’t even look at me.”

He seemed to think of something, and he couldn't help sobbing: "If you insist on forcing me, I have no choice but to die..."

Guo Songyang laughed loudly, and said sharply: "Why are you going to die? You just need to wink, there are so many men rushing to lick your feet, what is it without Guo? You will die for this ?”

Lan Miao glared at him, with an angry light in his eyes.He said in a loud voice: "I...it's unrighteous for me to treat you badly, and it's even more wicked to treat him badly. I can't be a man anyway. What else can I do except die? Don't forget, you are the first debt. A stubborn pig who doesn't want to owe. Accepting favors from others is like killing you. The world allows you to be bloody and loyal, and no one else is qualified?"

He suddenly lowered his head and bit the opponent's shoulder and neck with all his strength.Guo Songyang snorted bitterly, Lan Miao couldn't let go of his hatred, and bit him twice more before him.Guo Songyang grabbed his long hair, Lan Miao was like an angry puppy, his head was pulled up, but his teeth refused to relax no matter what, as if he wanted to tear a piece of his flesh off.

Guo Songyang's voice was hoarse, and he shouted: "I only think that I saved a dog, and I don't need a dog to repay the favor! Get out!"

Lan Miao stared at him incredulously, and said, "You... you called me a dog?"

Guo Songyang sneered: "You are not only a dog, but also a bitch who won't let a man go!"

The room fell silent.

After a long time, no one spoke.

Suddenly there was a "click", and there were two more "clicks".

Some drops of water fell on Guo Songyang's face, it was hot and salty.

Lan Miao cried.

He sat up slowly, clutching his long hair in his hands, choked up and said, "I was afraid you had something to do, so I looked for you all night. If you want to leave the city, I will do it for you. What are you dissatisfied with? I think Waiting for you, is it still wrong?"

He said a few words and wanted to say more, but his throat was blocked by a mouthful of suffocation, and he couldn't even breathe out.Two strings of teardrops rolled down uncontrollably, and he fell into Guo Songyang's arms, choking out of breath, and said: "I... all pretend to be you in my heart, how can you scold me like this?"

Before finishing this sentence, he burst into tears of grievance.

Guo Songyang has always been reluctant to see others cry.

If there is a woman crying where he is, he always feels thorns on his back, restless, and very restless in his heart.He has never seen a man cry, and he finds it unbelievable.He has seen all kinds of women and all kinds of men, but he has never met Lan Miao.He didn't know how to deal with the other party.

Tasting the astringent and salty taste, he felt dizzy for a while.Hearing Lan Miao say, "I'm pretending to be all about you", he felt his throat constricted, and he could no longer utter a harsh word.

Lan Miao nestled in her arms, crying hoarsely.He already faintly regretted that he had put a shit, and wrapped his arm around the opponent's waist in a strange way.

Lan Miao was still crying, so he hugged her tighter.

Lan Miao's crying gradually turned into sobbing, he struggled lightly, then punched Guo Songyang, and said angrily, "Why don't you curse again?" Then he sobbed softly.

Lan Miao cried twice in front of him.The first time he cried, he was thrown into a sea of ​​swords and flames.Crying for the second time, has Hades thrown out his token, ready to kill him behind his back?

Guo Songyang looked at the top of the tent, and after an unknown amount of time, he said in a hoarse voice, "I can't stand you..."

Lan Miao slowly wiped away her tears, and said angrily: "You also believe what your brother said, I am a broom star, you will be unlucky if you touch me? I can make money by myself, my martial arts are not bad, and I can cook. You If you want... I will never disappoint you. What's wrong with me?"

Not to mention being a lover, even being a wife, apart from being a little flirtatious...and having the wrong gender, Lan Miao couldn't find any faults.

Lan Miao continued to whisper: "I won't be like some women who can't figure things out and cause you a lot of trouble. You have thousands or eight hundred women outside, and I won't lose my temper with you. Even if ... Even if I'm pregnant with your baby, you don't need to be responsible, are you satisfied?"

When Guo Songyang heard these words, he only felt that something was wrong with his ears.But his hand involuntarily reached the opponent's lower abdomen and touched it.It was naturally flat there, and his IQ and experience told him that if Lan Miao could have children, God must be crazy, and he must be crazy too.

He never thought that he would have a child, but the image of Lan Miao hugging the child unexpectedly appeared in his mind, which was quite...cute and cute.

He thought he was crazy.

After a while, he said softly, "You are fine, and you don't owe me anything, you...you can go."

Lan Miao's heart was breaking, he couldn't hear those words.He stared at him, and said angrily: "You won't save me a little face, and force me to speak the truth?"

His lips trembled, as if it was extremely difficult to speak, he was extremely embarrassed, and he had to say, "You think I'm shameless? I'm humble, isn't it because... because I like you?"

When Guo Songyang heard Lan Miao confide the word "like", he felt a firework blooming in his head, blowing up his mind to the sky.Can't hear the words behind.

Lan Miao gritted her teeth, tears fell again, and said, "Just yesterday, you said 'as long as he is still alive, I will definitely rescue him', do you remember?"

Guo Songyang naturally remembers, but he would rather never remember.

There were still tears on Lan Miao's face, but her cheeks gradually turned red, like peonies with dew, peonies after rain.His eyes gradually showed deep affection, and suddenly he held the other's cheeks, kissed him long and softly, and said in a low voice: "At that time, my heart and eyes were full of you. I know, You are indeed a real man. How many men can compare with you in your bearing, mind, courage, and friendship? If you ignore me, I can’t eat, I can’t sleep well, and my soul is tied On you... at noon today, I dreamed of you in my dreams!"

Guo Songyang has never heard such a bold and direct confession.Every time Lan Miao said a word, a bomb was planted in his heart, blowing him to pieces.He can resist Lan Miao's temptation, but he can't resist the other party's praise!

He only felt the hot blood in his whole body rushing to the top of his head, and his hands trembled violently again, and he couldn't control himself.His vocal cords were also out of his will, and he couldn't say a word of rejection anymore!

Lan Miao stared at him deeply, then suddenly reached out and pulled out something from under the pillow.

Songyang Iron Sword.

Before Guo Songyang could speak, Lan Miao had already stuffed the hilt of the sword into his hand, raised his head, exposing his beautiful white neck like a swan, and said sadly: "If you must drive me away, kill me! I am willing to die in under your sword."

Like a sacrificial lamb, he couldn't stop trembling in anticipation of the judgment of fate, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly closed his eyes.

There was a long silence.

There was only the sound of more and more rapid breathing in the room.

The sound of breathing was also mixed with the soft clash of gold, iron and wood, as if something was knocking on the edge of the bed uncontrollably.

Songyang Iron Sword rolled down to the ground with a clang.