is this marriage

(Remember to read what the last author has to say in this chapter)

There was no light in the infirmary, and in the soft and thick night, someone swallowed, and his Adam's apple rolled.

The puree wine with extremely high concentration entered his throat, even Jiang Pan couldn't resist the strength of the wine on his head. While the pain in his body was numb, his consciousness became blurred, and he just wanted to stick to Zhong Ye's body instinctively.

"Let me see how hot it is?"

Zhong Ye lifted Jiang Yuluo's sweaty hair from his forehead and put it on his palm, worried that the imbalance would cause a high fever. The moment Zhong Ye covered his forehead, Jiang Yuluo trembled slightly for a moment, as if he was caught by the thick and thick skin on Zhong Ye's body. The yin energy in his body was moist and cool and comfortable, and he held his hand unconsciously, rubbing his whole head against Zhong Ye's palm.

"Don't mess around..."

"But you are so comfortable."

Jiang Yuluo, who was half drunk, raised his eyes and tilted his head innocently, pointing at Zhong Ye's shirt button, "Why don't you take it off too?"

"Okay."

Zhong Ye hummed lightly, and suddenly grabbed Jiang Yuluo's wrists firmly, and said clearly, "I will listen to Jiang's words. But you have to be careful with your own words." Take responsibility for your words and deeds.”

"...!"

Jiang Yuluo shivered and returned to half-consciousness, he stepped back, even if Zhong Ye was like a life-saving elixir to him now, an ice boat in the sea of ​​fire, or rain in the desert, he couldn't just resist like this Watching Zhong Ye fall with him.

Meng Zhoulian is right, he is like a time bomb, the meaning of his existence comes from Longtian's malicious intentions, and there are too many seals from the Nine Heavens wrapped around him, no one knows about it Could there be a hidden spell that would be unfavorable to Zhong Ye?

"You know you're afraid?"

Zhong Ye grabbed his wrist, and pulled Jiang Yuluo a little closer to him. The body with his jacket off stretched out with a vigorous allure, which made Jiang Yuluo feel distracted for a while.

"Didn't you say I'm comfortable? Where else do you want to escape to?"

"I didn't say I was going to run away, but you...don't get so close to me. If you don't know, you might think you like me. Be careful not to ruin your reputation."

"But I just like you,"

Zhong Ye pressed Jiang Yuluo tightly, not allowing him to escape, nor allowing him to interrupt, "Did Jiang Juan know why I knocked you out when you were drunk and splashed in my arms?"

"I do not want to know……!"

Realizing what Zhong Ye might say, Jiang Yuluo was ashamed and wanted to cover Zhong Ye's mouth, but his hands were tightly bound by him.

"Because I'm afraid to scare you,"

Zhong Ye was not in a hurry, and freed up a hand to rub the tip of Jiang Yuluo's red ears, "After all, I was as hard as I am now, terribly hard."

"...!"

Jiang Yuluo was about to be driven crazy by Zhong Ye. If he could be caught in another big wave washing the sand, he must urge Meng Zhoulian to build a sense of shame and morality for Zhong Ye... How could this man say such a thing without changing his face? What a damn thing...? !

"Aren't you afraid of scaring me now?"

"Don't be afraid, now I have a decent identity to coax you."

Zhong Ye's hand slowly moved from his wrist to his lips, and gently rubbed Jiang Yuluo's hot lips along with the tips of his ears,

"Give you some Yin Qi, so that you won't suffer any more."

"It's the same when I go back and hug garlic cloves... What are you doing? Don't come here, don't...!!"

The warm and cool breath came from between the lips and teeth, like a gust of fresh wind soaked in rain, penetrated into the body, blowing slowly along the blood and bones of the spine, soothing Jiang Yuluo's unbearable restlessness and pain.

The tenderness and gentleness at the beginning made Jiang Yuluo think for a moment that Zhong Ye was really just trying to breathe for him. Taking advantage of the interval between breathing, Zhong Ye pecked at the corner of his lips, as if asking for approval, or as if is declaring ownership,

"The book says that mortal couples are married for 20 years. You and I have been entangled for hundreds of years. I don't know how many golden and silver weddings are worth it. A kiss is not too much, right?"

"Can it be the same between us?? I rob you of your fame, laugh at your misfortune, and I stumbling against you everywhere. It doesn't even count as predestined relationship, at most it counts as sin. How can..."

"Is that really so?"

Zhong Ye questioned in a low voice, and kissed Jiang Yuluo again.

His lips and tongue were wet with water, his breathing became more and more wanton, Jiang Yuluo struggled to no avail, and finally ended up being kissed deeply by Zhong Ye against the wall. Zhong Ye swept away, leaving only the sound of water as lips and teeth collided.

The mellow jade wine also took the opportunity to be sent into the mouth, stirred the tongue and forced to swallow, the strong wine that entered the mouth was hot and burned, burning Jiang Yuluo's last reason into a shining spring.

"They forced you to take the first sentence, but you are clearly competent, why do you want to be a sycophant who makes enemies everywhere?"

The back of the head was gently held by Zhong Ye, and his tongue was invaded again. Jiang Yuluo opened his lips slightly in a trance, and the word "Ningchen" was like an ancient bell that fell into the bottom of the sea. In the shell that has been cast for hundreds of years, the truth and grievances are like the ink that swallows the light of the sky, overwhelming him fiercely.

In the beginning, he thought about being the first judge, doing his duty, and contributing to the well-being of the underworld.

Until he found out that the so-called head of all judgments was just a puppet raised by Heisha, it was the guarantee for Longtian to control the underworld in the future, and it was the tool used by the old Hades to collude with Jiuchongtian. A stepping stone upon the desires of others.

Jiang Yuluo, who was alone under the surveillance of Heisha, only thought of a way at that time. He was willing to become a target, personally arouse the dissatisfaction and resistance of honest people like Zhong Ye, and force them to overthrow the filthy land behind him. of the quagmire.

From then on, Jiang Yuluo, the leader of all trials, became arrogant and unreasonable, and became an unlearned and incompetent minister who was close to distant sages and played with power.He made enemies everywhere, replaced all the powers of the underworld with traitors and trash, and silently contributed to a future overturn.

It's a pity that no matter how recklessly he acts, Heisha can always calm down the anger for him, and until the Chen Mo Hell incident happened, he and Heisha broke up, and the planned overturn did not happen.

Zhong Ye's kiss seemed to be more intoxicating than brewing wine, wantonly climbing and encroaching on his nerves, Jiang Yuluo finally hid in Zhong Ye's arms and turned all the grievances that had settled for many years into soft words to Zhong Ye night.

"I want you to hate me...but I like you so much,"

"I've liked you since I was in Mohaitang."

Jiang Yuluo bit her lip, hooked on her eyelashes, tears of grievance were gently wiped away by Zhong Ye,

"I never hated you."

Zhong Ye patted his back to comfort him.

He once suspected that Jiang Yuluo wronged his father, was once dissatisfied with Jiang Yuluo's extravagance and lust, and was once really jumping in anger at Jiang Yuluo's reckless behavior, but from the beginning to the end, there was nothing in his complicated emotions. Not mixed with an iota of disgust or hatred.

He has always wanted to pull him out of the mud and be his gentle and powerful backing.

What's more, it turned out that all the absurdities that Jiang Yuluo did were all because of his unwillingness to himself and the grievance of Zhong Ye.

"I'm glad you're willing to tell me."

Zhong Ye rubbed Jiang Yuluo's hair, "I'm so happy that I want to kiss you again."

His Jiang Yuluo is a courtier full of flaws, and also a soul that no one can match.

"You...you, haven't you kissed enough before?"

Jiang Yuluo was at a loss for words, and he even began to suspect that all of this was a trap that Zhong Ye had designed long ago, just waiting for him, a big-hearted wisher, to take the bait.

"not enough."

Zhong Ye bent down and bit Jiang Yuluo's ear, "Because I didn't expect Jiang Juan to cry hard."

"No, shameless... um!"

Jiang Yuluo wanted to run away but it was too late, he was hooked back into Zhong Ye's arms by Zhong Kui's divine hook like a prey that could not fight back, and he felt the toughness through the fabric.

"In terms of toughness, it seems that you, Zhong Tianshi, are better..."

Jiang Yuluo habitually and recklessly made provocative voices, and as expected, Zhong Ye watched his eyes gradually become darker than the night.