After being dressed as green tea cannon fodder, I captured the hero

Gu Xingge looked at the drunk and unconscious young man leaning against the wall, with no expression on his handsome face.

Ten years have passed, and the boy who once had a bright smile that can be seen through at a glance has grown into a young man.

Has the passage of time smoothed the edges and corners of his body?

Obviously he was arrogant and self-willed before, and he didn't know how to say those beautiful scenes, and he didn't care about the etiquette when getting along with others, but now, he is also an adult who has put on a disguise.

wrong.

Gu Xingge raised the corners of his mouth and smiled mockingly.

Isn't this person in front of him wearing a disguise all the time?

Gu Xingge rolled his eyes and turned to leave, but the young man behind him suddenly murmured two inaudible words.

The man's body shook, and he froze in place for a long time, unable to move.

After a long time, he replied lightly: "Don't call me brother, I'm not your brother."

At night, the wind was light and the dew was heavy, a gust of cool wind blew by, the young man leaning against the wall shivered uncontrollably, the wine bottle in his hand rolled away, and he also curled up into a ball, raving: "It's cold. "

Gu Xingge stood still, subconsciously took out a cloak from the storage ring, knelt down and covered the young man on the ground.

After completing this set of movements, he suddenly realized what he had done. His sword eyebrows frowned, and a trace of disgust for himself flashed across his face. He reached out to grab the cloak back, but he touched the young man's brows and eyes stretched out because of the warmth. paused.

Forget it, Gu Xingge thought, let's take it as a good deed.

After following him all the way, you, Gu Xingge, have made yourself miserable. Could it be that you are going to post it again because this man was drunk and yelled out brother?

Have you forgotten how he treated you at the beginning?Gu Xingge!

Since his dependence on you is just an ordinary brotherly relationship, why are you acting affectionate and clinging to this painful relationship?

He, Jiang He, is the right way, the little uncle loved by thousands of people in the Wuji Sword Sect, and you, Gu Xingge, are the monarch of the demon world who is despised and feared by others. You have never been from the same world.

Gu Xingge lowered his eyebrows, and wanted to withdraw his hand and leave the place, but before he could stand upright, he was grabbed by a drunken young man.

"Brother...Brother..." Jiang He was already so drunk that he was unconscious, and the smell from the tip of his nose made his heart beat and familiar, and he subconsciously showed an attitude of attachment and coquettishness, "Brother, don't go... I will be obedient in the future... ...Don't want me..."

Gu Xingge's heart trembled slightly when he heard these words, he even forgot to wave Jiang He's hand away, leaving only mixed emotions.

However, Jiang He didn't know the situation at the moment. He hadn't smelled this familiar smell for a long time, and he hadn't played around with someone who had this smell for a long, long time.

All the hidden emotions broke through the embankment after smelling the smell that belonged to Gu Xingge, and they came fiercely.

He grabbed Gu Xingge's palm, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and tears rolled down: "I didn't want to hurt you...nor did I dislike you...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Jiang He was so drunk that he was dizzy, but the familiar smell on Gu Xingge made him obsessed. He took that hand and stood up from the ground. He fell into Gu Xingge's arms and wrapped his arms around Gu Xingge's waist. .

Gu Xingge looked at the top of the young man's head with complicated eyes, trying to push Jiang He away, but the latter didn't move at all, as if he had exerted all his strength.

Jiang He buried his face in Gu Xingge's chest, and rubbed against him full of dependence: "Brother, let me hug you, I haven't dreamed of you for a long time..."

Gu Xingge paused with his hand on Jiang He's shoulder, but in the end he still didn't forcefully push Jiang He away.

Jiang He thought he was dreaming, those things that he couldn't say in front of Nie Rong after being drunk, but at this moment he said them quite calmly to Gu Xingge.

"The last time I dreamed of you seemed to be a few months ago. I thought you were angry with me and refused to let me dream of you even in a dream..."

"I am practicing obediently, and I am already a seventh-rank alchemist. Aunt Ningxin said, I am the fastest and most talented alchemist in the world. Am I very good?"

"Hi~" the young man hiccupped as he spoke, and then laughed foolishly, his tone as if he was begging for praise, "I also made a lot of pills for you, some of which can improve your cultivation, and some healing..."

"I've been looking for you for a long time..." At this point, Jiang He's voice was choked up, "I finally found you, but you are with Yun Ke'er..."

"You were with her, you hugged her, and you pretended not to know me..." The words that could not be said during the day were vented in Jiang He's self-imagined dream, mixed with tears, soaking Gu Xingge chest placket.

"I know you are angry with me, and I am also angry with myself, but..." the young man choked up, gasped for breath, and felt bored and sore in his heart, "But I was young at that time, I didn't understand anything, and I didn't know anything. What is liking..."

Gu Xingge was so sour by what he said, he almost wanted to hug the young man back, but in the end he held back and didn't reach out.

"I know I made a mistake, but you have to give me a chance to correct it." Jiang He cried very sadly, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was so red that it was unreasonable. Perhaps it was caused by alcohol, and his body was still extremely hot.

After Gu Xingge awakened the blood of the Demon Lord, his body temperature has been cold. Feeling the temperature of Jiang He's body at this moment, he felt that his accustomed cold heart seemed to heat up a lot.

Jiang He hiccupped, looked up at the face of the person in front of him, and saw a clean jawline.

It was a face that he had been thinking about for ten years. Although it was more mature than ten years ago, it was still charming.

At that moment, Jiang He couldn't tell what it was like, maybe it was because of the alcohol, or it was because of his true feelings, he clearly heard the sound of his arrhythmia beating.

So the next moment, he stood on tiptoe and kissed that thin lip.

The night wind blows, lifts the banners of the nearby tavern, and blows away the smell brought by the old wine. A few dogs barking can be heard from far away at the end of the street, which is faintly inaudible, but the sound of heartbeat is at this moment It was magnified several times, and when it landed in Gu Xingge's ears, it had a deafening effect.

And those eyes were full of unbelievable astonishment.

There is still the warm touch of youth on the lips, with the fragrance of old wine, which is especially exciting in this dark night.

"elder brother……"

Gu Xingge suddenly came back to his senses, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, subconsciously pushed Jiang He away.

His heart was beating like a drum, his eyes were staring like copper bells, his hands were trembling slightly, as if he couldn't believe what happened just now.

And the drunk man was completely powerless, staggered a few steps and fell back to the ground again, his head hit the wall heavily, with a bang, it hurt even to hear it.

But maybe the wine was too strong, the drunk did not wake up from the pain, but leaned against the wall and slowly fell asleep, until a second before he fell asleep, his mouth opened and closed, and he was still muttering the word "brother" .

Gu Xingge shook his head, and slowly took a step back: "You lied to me...Jiang He, you lied to me..."

There was pain in the man's eyes, and when he kicked his feet, the figure disappeared suddenly.

In the dark alley, only a young man who fell asleep soundly after being drunk was left.

[The author has something to say: It’s not like I haven’t been gooing for so long before. After all, I’m so busy that I can’t take care of my body. Who cares about writing.

Try to finish it within this month, and wait for the update. 】