The character design is always clear and strange [Comprehensive martial arts]

Yuan Suiyun nodded, put his arms around the little guy's waist and coaxed: "Of course it is the truth. No matter how busy I am next time, I will spare time to accompany you."

Unexpectedly, Nightingale, who was slightly relieved, pushed him away.

"You coax me again!"

It's not that I haven't said this before, I don't know how many times I have said it, but every time something happens again, Yuan Suiyun will still tell Nightingale not to ask too much, not to meddle too much.

As if no matter what, it has nothing to do with Nightingale.

The two are clearly intimate, there is me in you and you in me.

Every night, Yuan Suiyun is beside Nightingale's pillow, they are close at hand, but sometimes, Nightingale feels that they are far away.

He can never see what Yuan Suiyun is thinking in his heart, their hearts seem to be separated by the horizon.

He just looked at Yuan Suiyun like this, staring at his thin lips, wondering if this person was being ruthless to him.

"I really didn't coax you, every word is sincere." Yuan Suiyun wanted to stroke the little guy's soft hair, but was pushed away.

Nightingale felt that he was perfunctory again.

He looked at Yuan Suiyun and said, "If you really didn't coax me, tell me where you went today? I already smell the blood on your body, are you in danger?"

The intrigue outside is very complicated, how can you tell this innocent little guy?

Yuan Suiyun smiled, and directly used that set of rhetoric to fool the servants, he said: "Don't worry, I just went to the piano shop, and on the way back, I rescued a person who was injured and bleeding, and that's why I got infected. Bloody. I didn't encounter any danger."

He rubbed the little one's head and told him not to think about it.

Nightingale took a step back and scolded, "Don't touch me until you make it clear."

Yuan Suiyun noticed that he was still angry and was quite helpless.

"I've already answered you, why aren't you happy, tell me, what else do you want?"

Hearing that there was no movement from Nightingale, he sighed and said, "Be good, I will take you out to play tomorrow. I will be with you all the time."

With his deceitful attitude, Nightingale became more and more unhappy, and his anger was not just because of the decrease in company.When Yuan Suiyun spoke like this, it seemed that he was making trouble for no reason.

He didn't mean it that way.

Nightingale was not playing petty temper.He was just worried, not only for Yuan Suiyun, but also for the relationship between him.

This young master of Wuzheng Villa, is he serious about himself?

That set of rhetoric just heard is very false, Yuan Suiyun is from a famous family, if he sees injustice, as long as he says something, many people will carry it out, there is no need to do it himself.

The bloody smell on his body could never be contaminated by caressing the wounded.

If you believe this kind of rhetoric, you will definitely insult your IQ.

Nightingale was puzzled, why did Yuan Suiyun hide many things from her?

He didn't know what Yuan Suiyun was busy with recently, why his body smelled of blood, and he didn't know what he was thinking.don't know yet...

I don't know why I can't just leave the yard casually?Why didn't I even see Yuan Suiyun's father when I lived in Wuzheng Villa for so long?

Obviously Yuan Suiyun told Nightingale that he was the serious lover of the young master of Wuzheng Villa, and that he would marry a man who would carry eight sedan chairs in the future.

But to this day, Nightingale feels that he is more like a little lover who has been kept in a golden house.

How does this reassure him?

Looking at Yuan Suiyun's indifferent face, Nightingale only felt a bitter taste in her mouth.

"It's up to you. I'm tired, so go rest first."

Yuan Suiyun heaved a sigh of relief when he heard his hastily leaving footsteps.

Yuan Suiyun thought that this time, Nightingale would be the same as usual, and it would be fine after a while.

But that night, he became interested and wanted to kiss the little guy, but he suddenly turned his head and let the kiss fall into nothing.

When Yuan Suiyun moved closer, it was Nightingale's finger that blocked his lips.

"Don't kiss me." Nightingale looked indifferent, he told Yuan Suiyun: "I'm tired today, I don't want to do those things."

Yuan Suiyun keenly sensed that his tone was wrong, the little guy was still unhappy.

He stretched out his hand and tentatively put his arms around the little guy's waist.

Feeling the weight around her waist, Nightingale turned over and shook Yuan Suiyun's palm away.

When the palm was about to reach out again, Nightingale snorted coldly: "Moving around in the middle of the night, why don't people sleep?"

After he finished speaking, he kicked his legs and made a big character, his calf was pressing on Yuan Suiyun's body.After a while, I fell asleep with a small snoring.

Yuan Suiyun knew that the little rascal was pretending to be asleep, but he didn't expose it, and let the other party lose his temper.

No way, what else can I do?

The little guy I raised can only be pampered.

What's more, he felt that he was wrong and selfishly didn't want Nightingale to know about his schemes and deeds, so he had to hide many things from him.

Yuan Suiyun could never give him the unreserved trust that the little guy wanted.

As the night deepened, the breathing of the beauty beside the pillow gradually eased.Yuan Suiyun gently hugged the little guy in his arms, and gently kissed the top of his hair.

Silently thinking about the recent events in his heart, Yuan Suiyun felt that he himself could be stained with blood, and his hands could be stained black, but this little guy couldn't.

His beloved little one shouldn't see any darkness, including the real dark side of himself.

Nightingale shouldn't get involved in those messy things, he should always be pure white and lovely, happy and carefree as before.

Yuan Suiyun sighed softly: "Little guy, put away your curiosity. I don't want to put you in a golden cage again."

The sleeping Nightingale pouted, he was dreaming.

In the dream, Nightingale was sitting on a high seat, and the beautiful and noble young master in black was leaning on his lap, calling his brother delicately and weakly, and readily admitting his mistakes.

"I won't do this again in the future. I was wrong this time. You can punish me however you want."

Nightingale smashed her lips, giggling: "Really? You can't go back on what I said."

The boy in black raised his head and said to him seriously: "If a gentleman promises, it's hard to follow. But according to the order, as long as I can do it, I will never refuse."

"Of course you can do it." Nightingale looked at him very satisfied.

He suddenly said, "Take off your clothes and lie on the wall."

The other party was extremely surprised: "What?"

"You have already promised, so you can't break your promise. Hurry up, let me do the next thing, just relax and don't resist." Nightingale pushed the boy's shoulders and helped him lie on the wall.

Seeing the other party slowly take off his clothes and belts, the sound of "squeaky" filled his ears, and his robe slipped to the ground in an instant, revealing his white and elastic back.

Nightingale stared at the thin waist with satisfaction, and coaxed gently: "Since you were punished for doing something wrong, you should be more sincere. You lie down on your stomach, lift your hips up, and try to relax."

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, the impatient Nightingale simply reached out to help him set things up.

"Hmm. Don't go too far~"

Even though he said so, the other party made a move with half push and half push.

……

The sky is light, it is a good time in the dream.

Yuan Suiyun was suddenly awakened by the shaking.

He felt stuffy and hot as if he was holding a ball of fire on his body, and his sense of touch was so sensitive, so he naturally felt that there was a little guy shaking around his waist.

"Shiyu, wake up."

"brat?"

As the opponent continued to move, Yuan Suiyun only felt his forehead bulge and his veins twitch.

This little guy, what good things is he doing in his dreams?

Why are you so, so hungry|thirsty?

Driven by this little guy from Duke Zhou of the Menghui, Yuan Suiyun also felt a fire on his body.

The fire was stirred up from the heart, and with the coquettish moan in Nightingale's dream, it burst out directly from the chest.

He grasped the sleeping nightingale, wanting to pick the little fairy's flower regardless.

But when he heard the other party's silly humming like a baby, he stopped again.

Forget it, this little fool, let him go for a while, lest he wake up and lose his temper again.