Yitian's Clothes and Crowns

When Song Qingshu woke up, it was already dark. When he turned his head, he saw Zhang Wuji leaning on the recliner and reading a book in his hand. Under the dim light, the young man's delicate side face looked very soft, which made Song Qingshu feel very warm and uneasy. Consciously soften down.

As soon as Song Qingshu moved, Zhang Wuji turned his head and met his gaze, with a gentle smile on his face, he approached and helped Song Qingshu sit up, and took advantage of the opportunity to put a soft quilt behind him.

"Brother, did you sleep well?" Zhang Wuji asked, brushing away Song Qingshu's hair that was hanging down in front, and kissed him on the forehead.

Song Qingshu nodded uncomfortably, changed the subject and said, "I'm hungry."

Zhang Wuji didn't seem to see Song Qingshu's discomfort, stood up with a smile, opened the casserole that had been warming on the charcoal stove, took a small bowl to fill it, sat down by the bed, scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Song Qingshu's lips.

Song Qingshu leaned back slightly, avoiding the spoon, "I'll do it myself."

Zhang Wuji backed away slightly, avoiding Song Qingshu's extended hand, with the same smile on his face, he said: "Senior brother, you don't need to be polite to Wuji. Senior brother is weak now, so let me take care of senior brother."

Serving your sister, Song Qingshu uttered four words silently in his heart. Ever since he was infected by Gu, especially after Zhang Wuji made it clear, he couldn't help but swear at this kid, and even wanted to flatten Zhang Wuji. Impulse.He stared angrily at Zhang Wuji, who had a bright smile on his face, and felt uncomfortable thinking about what this kid did during the day.

"Brother, eat quickly. Wuji made this himself. It's very nourishing for blood." Zhang Wuji seemed not to notice Song Qingshu's displeasure, and urged him by touching the spoon to his lips.

Song Qingshu only ate something in the morning today, but later he suffered from abdominal pain and bleeding, and now he is really hungry.Just as Zhang Wuji understands Song Qingshu, Song Qingshu also understands every expression of Zhang Wuji. Although Zhang Wuji's smile is gentle at the moment, the firmness in his eyes is also imprinted in Song Qingshu's eyes.

Song Qingshu opened his mouth to hold the spoon in his mouth, and comforted himself in his heart that Zhang Dajiao would feed others himself without even thinking about it, and he earned it himself.While eating the food that was brought to his mouth, the events of the day came into his mind again, thinking of the inexplicable bleeding, and the amount was so much, if he came a few more times, he might die within a few days.

And it was mixed with black blood clots, it was weird no matter how you thought about it, the more Song Qingshu thought about it, his brows became tighter.A warm hand suddenly touched his forehead, gently stroking the wrinkled brows, and asked gently: "Brother, what are you thinking?"

Song Qingshu came back to his senses, only to realize that the bowl full of things in such a short while was already empty, he smiled wryly, "I was thinking about the situation during the day, so much blood, if it comes a few more times, I'm afraid no matter how much you can make up for me, it won't be enough. Too late."

Zhang Wuji put the empty bowl aside, clenched his hands on Song Qingshu's shoulders, and looked directly at him, "If you follow the pattern of these two times, your next abdominal pain should be the day after tomorrow. So I discussed it with the uncle. , Tomorrow the two of us will perform the ceremony of Duke Zhou to prevent the Gu worms from continuing to erupt."

Song Qingshu couldn't react when he heard it. Looking at the deep eyes in front of him, he suddenly wondered whether he was too slow before, or Zhang Wuji had pretended too well, so he didn't see such strong emotions.

"Senior brother?" Zhang Wuji tightened his hold on Song Qingshu's hand, a trace of nervousness flashed in his eyes, lest Song Qingshu would say no.

Song Qingshu, who had been staring at him all the time, naturally didn't miss the nervousness, and the corner of his mouth raised a small arc unconsciously, brat, I thought you were so calm.Feeling the pain in his shoulder, Song Qingshu waved his hand away Zhang Wuji's hand, gave him a sideways glance, and said, "You only discuss it with my father, don't you need to ask for my opinion?"

Being waved away by his senior brother, Zhang Wuji thought he was rejected, his eyes darkened, but then he heard Song Qingshu's words, he raised his head to look at Song Qingshu in surprise, his eyes were burning, and asked: "Then senior brother, can you?"

Ever since he was infected by the Gu worm, Song Qingshu has been looking for someone to be his antidote. The first ones to be excluded are acquaintances, because acquaintances will become complicated after having a relationship, and it will be embarrassing to meet them in the future.In addition, he is a disciple of the Wudang sect after all, and he is also a brother of Mingjiao who advocates Wuji. It would be inappropriate if someone with a heart takes advantage of this to attack.So the first thing he thought of was strangers, and among them, ordinary people who don't know martial arts are the best, because such people can't be threatened and controlled, and it's easy to send them away in the future.

Although he was unwilling to have a relationship with a strange man, Song Qingshu did intend to do so.It's just that Zhang Wuji didn't expect Zhang Wuji to pop out suddenly, and said that he already had feelings for him.And then all these things happened, adding to the urgency.

What Song Qingshu didn't expect was that his father Song Yuanqiao, who had always been rigid and serious, would agree to let Zhang Wuji be the person who detoxified him. This immediately pushed Zhang Wuji a step closer to him, and also made his original solid defense missing a corner. It is a step-by-step pressing that does not allow him to back down.

After expressing his feelings, Zhang Wuji no longer obeyed him as before, but became domineering and took advantage of him from time to time. On the contrary, he himself was so annoyed that he lost the upper hand invisibly and became childish.

Song Qingshu is very aware of Zhang Wuji's temperament, although he is very dependent on him and puts him first in everything, but he is extremely firm in matters related to him, once a decision is made, he will not change it.Zhang Wuji was obviously not joking about this time, and if he wanted him to give up, no one would be able to do so.During the day, Zhang Wuji dared to say that he wanted to take Song Yuanqiao away, which showed that this kid was not afraid of anyone, even if Zhang Sanfeng came in person, it would be useless.

Therefore, it is impossible for Zhang Wuji to send another person to his bed.What's more, the situation of this Gu worm is not easy now, and it's not sure what will happen if it drags on.I'm afraid that if he doesn't agree, this kid Zhang Wuji should force him.

"Can I refuse?" Song Qingshu glanced at Zhang Wuji, and said a little casually.

Zhang Wuji wrapped Song Qingshu's hands in his palms, looked at him seriously, and said, "I remember my brother once said that the reason why the mermaid can't get the prince is because he will only give in, and even sacrifice himself in the end, but the prince won't." I know someone around me once loved him so much. So the senior brother told me that if you have something you want, no matter what means you use, even if it is forced, you should stay by your side, and Wuji will always keep it in mind."

The corners of Song Qingshu's mouth twitched, wishing to slap his own big mouth, let you talk nonsense, let you teach nonsense, be a kind child, was twisted into a tree with a crooked neck, and finally hanged himself on it.Fortunately, he was always proud of educating a weak and uninitiated child into the decisive Zhang Wuji he is now, but he didn't expect that these achievements would be used on himself in the end.

"So, senior brother, don't try to escape." Zhang Wuji looked at Song Qingshu firmly, leaned over, and put his forehead against his forehead, and whispered softly: "Senior brother, I love you, stay by my side, I will treat you well, no Let no one bully you."

Song Qingshu lowered his eyes, and many images flashed in his mind, all of which were the scenes of the two getting along in the past ten years, and many thoughts passed by at once.For a long time, Zhang Wuji's waist was on the bracelet, since he couldn't avoid it, let's try.

As Song Yuanqiao said, if there were no Gu worms, he would not agree with Zhang Wuji's feelings for Song Qingshu.And in the same way, if it weren't for the need for a man as an antidote, even if Song Qingshu knew about Zhang Wuji's feelings, he wouldn't be in the current situation.

Therefore, Zha Yadu worked so hard to find the Gu worm, but inadvertently let Zhang Wuji's relationship successfully take the first step.

Zhang Wuji, who was embraced by Song Qingshu's waist, froze, but then a big smile appeared on his face, and he suddenly lowered his head and kissed Song Qingshu. It was different from the eager and intense kiss in the morning. His lips and tongue slowly rubbed against Song Qingshu's pale pink lips. Carefully.

Song Qingshu's eyelashes trembled slightly, his body was a little stiff, but he didn't avoid it.Feeling Zhang Wuji carefully licking his lips, Zhang Wuji's faint breath filled his breath, and the surrounding temperature seemed to rise a lot.

"No..." Song Qingshu yelled uncomfortably, but Zhang Wuji swallowed the last word.

Zhang Wuji stroked Song Qingshu's back gently up and down to let him relax, his tongue gently swept across the soft cavity, licked the gums, and wrapped around the soft, bewildered tongue.Feeling Song Qingshu's backward leaning movement, Zhang Wuji supported the back of his head with one hand, and the tip of his tongue penetrated deeper, provoking his tongue to suck, and the movements became more and more intense.

Song Qingshu was a little out of breath, and patted Zhang Wuji's back weakly with both hands.Zhang Wuji's eyes were a little red, full of lust, he took a sharp breath and withdrew, bringing out lustful silver threads, making his eyes dim.Looking at Song Qingshu's blushing complexion and swollen lips, Zhang Wuji couldn't help lowering his head, licking away the ambiguous liquid overflowing from the corner of his mouth, then pressed Song Qingshu's head in his arms and hugged him tightly.

His lower body was already swollen and painful, every inch of his skin longed to be close to his senior brother, and his body's instincts kept driving him.In the past, his senior brother didn't promise him, but he could still restrain himself.But now, the senior brother has just responded, and he can hardly control his desire to possess the senior brother.

It's just that it's not enough, he has to give his senior brother time to rest and prepare, he doesn't want to damage the relationship he has finally achieved, and he doesn't want to see fear or even disgust in his senior brother's eyes.

Song Qingshu's breathing gradually calmed down as he heard the undulating and irregular heartbeat in his ear.The first kiss between the two in the morning was too shocking for him to leave any impression at all.

As for the one just now, it was probably because he was already prepared in his heart, so when Zhang Wuji kissed him, although he was a little uncomfortable at first, he didn't resist.And Zhang Wuji was also very gentle, until he got used to the movements before becoming a little fierce.But generally speaking, I feel pretty good, the only thing I'm not happy about is that I can't breathe because of being kissed, which is a bit embarrassing.

Song Qingshu pushed Zhang Wuji away, turned over and fell asleep face inward.Zhang Wuji leaned over nervously and asked, "Senior brother, how are you doing?"

"What's the matter?" Song Qingshu's voice was faint, and no emotion could be heard.

"How about this kiss? Brother, do you like it?" Zhang Wuji looked a little nervous, staring at Song Qingshu's back.

It took a long time before Song Qingshu uttered two words softly, "Idiot."

Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, and then came to his senses. He hugged Song Qingshu and the quilt in joy, and threw it into the air with a loud cry.He laughed and reached out to pick it up, but only received an empty quilt.

Song Qingshu was startled by Zhang Wuji's action first, turned over and fell to the ground with both feet, unceremoniously kicked the smirking Zhang Wuji, and cursed angrily: "Get lost."

Zhang Wuji stretched out his arms to hug Song Qingshu, but Song Qingshu's forehead was throbbing with veins. He slapped Zhang Wuji's hands off with a slap, opened the door, and said two words expressionlessly, "Get out."

Seeing that Song Qingshu was really angry, Zhang Wuji didn't dare to say anything more. As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, it closed behind him with a "bang".So, Zhang Dajiao, who was kicked out, could only comfort himself, the senior brother was shy, and couldn't help secretly regretting that he shouldn't get carried away, otherwise he could sleep with his arms around the senior brother now.

In the room, Song Qingshu rubbed his aching forehead with his fingers. After being thrown by Zhang Wuji just now, he lost weight for an instant. After standing still, he felt a dull pain in his head. Upset.

He didn't even lie on the bed, just leaned on the recliner, quietly waiting for the discomfort to pass.This should be one of the sequelae of excessive blood loss. Song Qingshu scolded Zhang Wuji, a brat, in his heart. After waiting for a long time, he opened the door, and saw Zhang Wuji who was supposed to leave leaning against the wall.

When Zhang Wuji saw Song Qingshu, his eyes lit up and he stood in front of him, looking at him with the corners of his mouth raised.For some reason, Song Qingshu suddenly had the urge to pat his head with this appearance, as if the person in front of him was still the child in front of and behind him when he was a child, standing in front of him with bright eyes, looking forward to his praise.I still remember that every time Zhang Wuji was patted on the head with praise, he would be happy for several days, his eyes would be sparkling, like a cute puppy.

"Brother, it's getting late, let's go to bed." Zhang Wuji took Song Qingshu's hand and walked into the room.

Song Qingshu suddenly woke up from his memories, and instantly realized that the man standing in front of him was a man who had desires for him and wanted to put him under him.Slapping Zhang Wuji's hand away angrily, he said, "I slept in during the day and want to sit outside."

Zhang Wuji thought for a while, senior brother indeed slept a lot during the day, although he really wanted to lie on the bed with his senior brother in his arms, maybe he would be able to get close to senior brother at that time.But since it was proposed by the senior brother, Zhang Wuji did not object, and said: "Then I will accompany the senior brother."

Song Qingshu wanted to say no, but thought that Zhang Wuji would definitely follow, so he didn't say it, but walked forward in silence.And Zhang Wuji naturally thought that his senior brother had acquiesced, and happily followed, holding Song Qingshu's hand by the way.