Tanglin heard the words

Looking at the plum blossoms that disappeared, Dong Lingxi was dumbfounded.

He didn't know what to say, couldn't say anything.

A 'thank you' was nothing.

Mei Youxiang's kindness to him, he will never be clear in his life...

can't return...

no one to return...

The big brother who is protected by the little sister has nothing but gratitude and heartache for the little sister who loves to wear pink clothes.

Chu Yan fell into a coma for seven whole days, and only woke up at noon on the eighth day when Dong Lingxi fed him rice porridge.

Feeling weak all over and extremely tired, after finishing the porridge, he was stunned for a moment before asking hoarsely, "Master, are you not lighting the lamp?"

Dong Lingxi sat next to Chu Yan with the soup and medicine, looked at the man's completely lifeless eyes, and shook his fingers, "Drink the medicine first."

When the medicine reached his mouth, Chu Yan kept his mouth tightly shut.

"Open your mouth."

Chu Yan didn't open his mouth, and raised his hand fumblingly to get the medicine bowl, but Dong Lingxi dodged it.

"The bowl is hot, let me carry it, you drink first."

Caught empty hand, Chu Yan's heart became cold in an instant, he opened his eyes vigorously, and said in a deep voice: "Master, is there something wrong with Chu Yan?"

Pulling Chu Yan into his arms, Dong Lingxi shook his hand, "Don't worry, it's fine, come here, drink the medicine first."

"…my eyes……"

"Chu Yan," with a stern tone, Dong Lingxi raised the bowl, "Come on, drink the medicine, it won't cool down."

I couldn't refuse it to my mouth, the bitter liquid flowed into my throat, and my somewhat confused head gradually became clear.

Dong Lingxi took the cloth, wiped off the residual liquid that flowed onto Chu Yan's chin, touched the man's face, and said comfortingly: "Don't be nervous, I'll ask Zuo Zhi to come over and show you, I'm sure he will recover, don't worry, Chu Yan Word."

Chu Yan clenched his fists, stared wide-eyed at the direction Dong Lingxi was leaving, it was pitch black, and bit his lips tightly with his teeth.

Zuo Zhi took his pulse and looked at Chu Yan's eyes, "Little brother's eyes are the entrance for the Wan Poison Gu to enter the body, and they are more damaged than other places, so they will be blind."

Chu Yan kept his mouth shut and said nothing.

Dong Lingxi was very calm. While combing the man's hair, he asked quite naturally: "How long will it take for senior to heal his eyes?"

"A month at the earliest."

"Is there any sequelae?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Chu. This matter was all due to the ambition of my former patriarch of Miaojiang, which killed Mr. and Mr.'s bodyguards. This old man must do his best to ensure that the little brother's eyes fully recover."

"Thank you junior, as long as my guard's eyes are fine, Chu will owe senior a favor."

After hearing this, Zuo Zhi laughed and stood up, "Mr. Chu is too polite, anyway, the old man just accepted the debt of favor from Mr., and now I'm going to make an antidote for my little brother."

After thanking him and closing the door, Dong Lingxi went back to the bed and sat down, poking his head to look at Chu Yan.

Chu Yan lowered his head, more silent than usual, almost like a statue.

Hold up the buried face, look at it for a long time, then kiss the forehead, kiss the tip of the nose, kiss the face, and finally kiss the man's lips deeply||hold the man's lips, a little bit to arouse the other's anger, the gap of breathing During this time, Dong Lingxi murmured non-stop, and Chu Yan couldn't help trembling with his straightforward love words and bare-bones frankness.

"Chu Yan," Dong Lingxi bit his ear and said, "When you are afraid, I am also afraid."

"..." The hand on the shoulder tightened.

"Afraid of your fear."

"..."

"Chu Yan, this way, isn't it much more comfortable?" Wu hot hands covered the man's eyes.

"..."

"Ok?"

"Yes, master, much more comfortable."

"That's good."

"master."

"Ok?"

"Chu Yan is fine."

For the next month, the daily acupuncture and medicated baths almost killed Chu Yan, not because of pain or fatigue, but because of the unbearable crawling feeling in his body.

Dong Lingxi looked at Chu Yan's face that turned green with patience, feeling extremely distressed, and secretly asked Zuo Zhi to think about other ways to cure Chu Yan's eyes.

Zuo Zhi was also in a dilemma, saying that acupuncture and medicated baths drive the remaining Gu worms out of the body, and the feeling of crawling insects is really unavoidable.

Although the crawling of insects is disgusting, Chu Yan's eyes are indeed getting better slowly, from completely blind to blurred to gradually clear, and the fatigue has disappeared completely. When Dong Lingxi didn't pay attention, Chu Yan Yan will also sneak out to practice kung fu, and learn a few tricks with those simple Miao Chinese characters.

The non-hostile Miao Jiang made people feel at ease physically and mentally. Dong Lingxi couldn't believe the simple villagers. Everything before was like a nightmare.

However, those horrible and disgusting Gu worms are real, they really exist in the ground, under their feet, beside them inadvertently, and even anywhere in Miaojiang, so Dong Lingxi never relaxes for a moment.

After the secret conversation with Fengsi, the Yinyang family headed by Fengsi did not make things difficult for Dong Lingxi. Originally, there had been almost no connection between Donglingxi and the Yinyang family for many years, and the separation was just a matter of status. Taking this opportunity to be officially expelled from the Yin Yang family, Mr. Huo Si with the surname of Chu died forever in Miao Jiang in the Jianghu.

But the Yinyang family lost its head, and the fifth division lost its third division. They completely hid themselves again on the grounds that the Five Elements Stone returned.

Not long after Chu Yan fully recovered, Dong Lingxi took Chu Yan and quietly left Miaojiang at night, leaving only a letter telling Zuo Zhi if he needed help in the future, feel free to come to him, signed: Bamen Chu Xi.

One month later, eight gates in the south of the Yangtze River

"Yihong escaped from the haunted house with the ghost image?"

Dong Lingxi ate peaches, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the jailer who suddenly sent a secret report.

"Yes, master, I ran away after saving someone."

"Then, the person disappeared?"

"Yes, I have sent an order to search for it, but..."

"Forget it, just pay more attention." Standing up, stretching his waist, he dragged Chu Yan to the bedroom, "You guys can't find him if he hides."

"Yes."

"If there is news, just let me know. When Yihong wants to contact me, he will naturally contact me."

"Yes."

…………

About four months later, Dong Lingxi felt a headache when he saw the information on the table full of chasing and killing Mr. Xian Yihong, the ghost with the red umbrella.

It's not a problem if it goes on like this.

Dong Lingxi wasn't afraid of what would happen to Yihong, he was simply worried about that small forest.

What if it becomes a corpse pit?

And this is increasing, with no tendency to decrease at all.

The old man in this haunted house is too poisonous, isn't he afraid that his son will make a mistake, and keeps sending news to Jianghu.

After thinking about it for a long time, Dong Lingxi decided not to ignore it, it's a family matter, and it doesn't matter to me whether he lives or dies.

In this way, Dong Lingxi, who held the attitude of "I have nothing to do with me", was forced by Chu Yan to "warn" Yihong's current serious situation that night.

"Master, the world is not peaceful recently, isn't it?"

"Ah."

"..."

"Why do you care about Jianghu?"

"No, Chu Yan is just..."

"Ok?"

"...you know that Ghost Shadow is seriously injured."

"I know."

"Yihong doesn't feel sorry for Ghosting."

"……No way."

"Yes, master," Chu Yan squatted beside Dong Lingxi, looked straight at Dong Lingxi, with an expression of 'Yihong is an asshole', "Yihong will definitely not take care of ghosts, he will definitely treat ghosts The movie is very bad."

Yihong, what did you do to make Chu Yan hate you so much, Dong Lingxi blinked.

"Master, can you write a letter to scare Yihong, telling him to leave the small forest and find a quiet place."

"quiet place?"

"Yeah, this kind of ghost is good for recuperating, no matter how much Yihong torments him, it can reduce the burden."

Looking at Chu Yan's black eyes, Dong Lingxi could hardly refuse to agree to this request, so she obediently wrote a note and passed it on to Yi Hong.

After receiving the news that Yihong and Guiying had left, Chu Yan let go of the frown between his brows for many days and felt relieved.

Five days later, Dong Lingxi took the 'Mid-Autumn Festival Ceremony' that Qu Liang had found for him, and drew circles in front of Chu Yan.

"Master, what are you doing?" Chu Yan held the grapes.

"I'm going to play."

"...There are so many things about Bamen, you..." Chu Yan blinked, "Master, didn't we just come back from the Hundred Flowers Festival in the north?"

"It's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I want to find a good place to spend the festival."

"……But,"

"It's here!" Dong Lingxi smiled and poked a red circle on the list, "This is Wuqiao Town, the Mid-Autumn Festival of Lantern Riddles."

Seeing his master's happy child-like expression, Chu Yan lowered his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Yes, Chu Yan is going to pack his luggage."

"With that red and black suit, you look good in it."

"Yes."

"Bring more bank notes, don't go all over the street to find the eight gates like last time."

"Yes."

"Also take plenty of ointment."

ointment?

"Use it at night."

"........."

"Did you hear that?"

"……Yes."

……

The moon outside the window is full circle, and it will be Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days.

【End of text】

The author has something to say: "Tang Ling Hearing Words" officially ends today.

Three 10,000+ words, far beyond my original imagination, I use all my enthusiasm to tell the story of Dong Lingxi and Chu Yan, they are there, waiting for someone to share their stories, their love and hatred Love and hatred, their pain and happiness, tell people in another world.

I have always believed that there is a complete world in every author's writing. Outside of our articles, they are alive and doing things that we don't know.

Dong Lingxi and Chu Yan created "Dong Ling Wen Yan", and at first I just wanted to give happiness to a stubborn man who suffered humiliation||humiliation and suffering, but Chu Yan broke away from my pen, Dong Lingxi He directed me to write their stories with a seemingly gentle but arrogant attitude.

Chu Yan was lucky, the first half of his life was full of despair, Dong Lingxi saved him.

However, I want to say that Dong Lingxi is also lucky, he has been wandering in the shadow of a person, and it was Chu Yan who pulled him out and let him see the sun.

Seeing them happy, I also feel that my efforts have been rewarded~~

Thank you to everyone who has never given up on "Tangling Hearing Words", thank you from the bottom of my heart, I am really happy, thank you very much, bow!

The last episode of drunkenness...

Dong Lingxi was sitting at the main seat, while eating vegetables, he watched Qin Liang drink Chuyan wine cup after cup, smiling without saying a word.

Chu Yan frowned, showing a rare impatient or even disgusted attitude.He rarely has expressions, including in front of Dong Lingxi. Most of the time, it is only a look that can reveal what he is thinking. Now that he is so obviously bored, it can be seen that Chu Yan really hates drinking. .

Prison Liang squinted at Dong Lingxi, saw his master smiling, his eyes were bright, and he had no intention of intervening at all, so he poured more fiercely, struck harder, and began to provoke Chu Zhang to let him pour along with him Chu Yan.

Chu Yan himself would never be able to cope with this kind of scene. In the past, Dong Lingxi was always there, eating whatever he was asked to eat, drinking whatever he was asked to drink, and never letting others have a chance to drink him. She looked like a hen protecting her chicks, but since she was drunk by the jailer not long ago, Dong Lingxi began to take out wine from time to time, using various excuses as an excuse to hold a big party of eight sects.

Prison Liang is a little bit more thoughtful than Dong Lingxi, and he is also bad, with a lot of ghost ideas.Chu Yan is a stickler, he is serious about everything he does, and he doesn’t know how to make jokes. Every time the jailer sees Chu Yan, he is as excited as seeing a rare animal. The master didn't say anything when he poured wine, and the more he poured the more he went back and forth.

"It's getting late," Dong Lingxi got up, "I'm tired, you guys should keep playing, I'm going back."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, ignoring Chu Yan at all.

Seeing this, the bad water in his heart gurgled and became more joyful, and he grabbed Chu Yan and refused to let him go.

By the time Chu Yan staggered back, it was already midnight.

Entering the room, I saw Dong Lingxi sitting on a chair with a book, looking at him with crooked eyes and a half-smile.

"Want to come back?"

Chu Yan pursed his lips and said nothing, closed the door, and began to untie his clothes clumsily, tugging wildly, walked to the bedside while tugging, and sat down on his buttocks.

His eyes were scattered, his cheeks were red, and he was obviously drunk. He patted the empty seat beside him and said in a low voice, "Master, sit down."

Dong Lingxi smiled deeper, put down the book, propped his chin with one hand, and shook his head.

"master?"

Still shaking his head.

The drunk man got anxious, got up with difficulty, walked in front of Dong Lingxi, opened his legs, and sat on her body very actively and naturally, and then asked naturally, "Master, don't you want to have a bridal chamber with Chu Yan?"

This is Dong Lingxi's favorite place. The reason why he no longer stops others from drinking alcohol recently is because he accidentally discovered that when he is drunk, a man's actions will be very subconscious and completely loyal to his own desires.

Also, the bridal chamber.

Every time Chu Yan said this word, Dong Lingxi found it very interesting. He didn't talk about making love or going to bed, but kept talking about the bridal chamber.

Hugging the man's waist, Dong Lingxi rubbed the man's face, "Did a little too much this time."

"Well, master."

"Do you want to throw up?"

"Well, master."

"Stomach upset?"

"Well, master."

There was something wrong, looking at the man with the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, his eyes downcast, and his hands messing around with Dong Lingxi's clothes, he didn't look uncomfortable at all.

"What are you doing?" Dong Lingxi blinked and asked.

"Take off, take off your clothes."

"This is my clothes."

"Well, Chu Yan knows."

"Then why are you taking off my clothes?"

"I want a bridal chamber. Chu Yan wants a bridal chamber, so of course I have to take off my clothes." The man was a little anxious, and his voice was high.

"And what about your own clothes?"

"Master, take off."

"I don't care, you want a bridal chamber, but I don't want a bridal chamber."

"But, the bridal chambers all take off each other." The man was really anxious, and looked up at Dong Lingxi, his eyes were full of eagerness.

Dong Lingxi didn't care, and continued to tease, "That's when they both want to have a bridal chamber, and now we are both you and I don't want to."

"But,……"

"But what?"

His hands stopped, Chu Yan was a little at a loss, "But... Chu Yan thought."

It's back again.

Dong Lingxi opened her mouth, but before she could speak, the drunk and talkative man spoke again, with a bit of pleading, "Then why does the master want a bridal chamber?"

"Kiss me, maybe you'll think about it when you kiss me," Dong Lingxi nodded her lips, smiling very badly.

The man listened, licked his lips, bowed his head and kissed without hesitation.

Dong Lingxi raised her head slightly, sucked his somewhat thin lips, and caressed his hands dishonestly along the other's neck.The man endured the other party's entanglement, endured the kiss that seemed to be able to suck the soul, reached down, grabbed Dong Lingxi's belt and began to pull hard.

It is natural to put people on the round table.

Pulled the man's legs apart, took off the man's pants, stretched them to the place behind him, pressed a little harder, and the man immediately began to breathe heavily.

"Oh," Dong Lingxi sighed, and pressed his hand again, "Chu Yan, you are so tight here, how can I get in?"

"...Go in as usual." The man with his arms around Dong Lingxi's neck said very calmly.

"Usually?" Dong Lingxi drooped her brows and eyes, "Usually I'm allowed in here, but I'm not allowed in today."

"How is it possible?" The drunken man pushed Dong Lingxi away, stood up and looked over seriously.

Dong Lingxi's eyes began to darken. Standing between the man's legs, he opened his buttocks, "Look," she tried again, "I just won't let me in, am I right?"

"Huh?" The drunken man frowned, stretched out his hand to touch it, and kept muttering, "How is it possible, the master can come in at any time, it is impossible not to come in."

"It's just that I can't get in," he said lightly, but his expression was already impatient.

"Ah!" The drunkard laughed, raised his head, and looked at Dong Lingxi, "Master is a fool, he doesn't use grease, he needs to use grease, otherwise it will be astringent, so he needs to use grease."

Grease, grease, Dong Lingxi looked at Chu Yan with a innocent smirk, but the words he said were extremely erotic, his mind went blank, and he pressed the man down, and rushed in with his fingers stained with grease.

"Uh!"

The hand holding Dong Lingxi's shoulder tightened suddenly, and was moved in and out of the room underneath. The drunk man couldn't control his groans, completely lost his usual restraint, and poured everything into Dong Lingxi's ears.

Dong Lingxi's eyes turned red from being constantly stimulated, she pulled out her fingers, opened the man's legs wider, and then pushed hard, eagerly and viciously occupying the forbidden area that was only open for him.

Hitting fiercely and bearing willingly, possessing and being possessed, the man's deep panting and another man's hoarse moaning staged a battle of love and being loved, giving and longing, acceptance and dedication in the silent night. It is the sex between men, there is still competition and submission between cherishing and loving.

……

Gather your arms, give yourself to Me, to Me.

Accept my desires and carry all that I have given you.

You can't refuse, you can't resist, you must accept and tolerate everything I give you, just because this is the expression and display of my love for you.

And your love, I will use every minute and every second to repay and absorb.

We have a lifetime to experience our love for each other, so don't be impatient.

In the long river of time, our life is so small and short, maybe it is just a moment.

If it is only for a moment, then there is no possibility of turning away from each other and abandoning each other.

Because I love you so much, and you love me so much, a short moment can't help but consume our love.

"Uh, master, ah!"

"...Chu Yan, my Chu Yan."

The author has something to say: At this point, "Dangling Wenyan" is officially over. In this small episode, I am giving the most perfect ending and affirmation to the relationship between Dongling Xi and Chu Yan.

Although very short, Mao Mao said everything he wanted to say.

When it is printed, there will be a special episode of the physical book, as a gift to thank the girls who accepted "Tangling Hearing Words", it will be released later after printing.

Finally, I am really grateful to every girl who has followed me up to now, thank you.

I wish the lovers in the world get married and live happily ever after in this momentary life! !

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