Mismarried

Chapter 3

But the black mist didn't intend to do anything, it just quietly wrapped around Lu Zhile's side, as if observing him, and as if being intimate with him.

But no matter what it is, anyway, Lu Zhile is sure of one thing, that is, this cloud of black air will not harm him. After reaching this conclusion, Lu Zhile simply ignores it, only treating it as a non-threatening wandering soul .

"You really don't care?" Guo Zhengyang got on the elevator with him.

"I want to take care of it, you have the ability to take care of it, or Shi Qi has the strength to break it up." Lu Zhile yawned, "Hurry up and swipe the card, I'm going back to my room to sleep, I'm so sleepy. "

"Xiao Le, don't worry, I will definitely not let him hurt you." Shi Qixin said unwillingly.

"Of course you can't let it hurt me, or if I die, you won't be wanted." Lu Zhile responded in his mind.

Seventeen: "..."

Oh!

Guo Zhengyang took out his room card and swiped it on the elevator sensor, and the corresponding floor lights up on the number keys of the elevator, "Did you dig its grave? Why do I feel like it is coming for you?"

"Like me," Lu Zhile looked at the mirror of the elevator and scratched his hair. Although he often stayed up late, his skin was still delicate, translucent and lustrous. "After all, I am so pretty." During the reading, he failed to notice that the cinnabar mole in the corner of his right eye was abnormally bright red.

"You are so beautiful..." Guo Zhengyang just wanted to raise his hand to pat Lu Zhile on the shoulder, but before he could touch Lu Zhile, his palm was bound to the wall of the room by a burst of cold air. He was taken aback by the continuous infiltration of cold air, he didn't expect that cloud of black air to attack suddenly, "Fuck! Xiao Le!"

Without Guo Zhengyang yelling his name, the moment he saw a ray of black air attacking Guo Zhengyang, he threw out the seventeen-year-old moon rope—that long whip that was as transparent as water.

One person, one soul, one cable have been in tacit understanding for many years, and he has long been able to control Miyue as he pleases, but Miyue seems to be very afraid of the black air, and when he is about to disperse it, Miyue suddenly shrinks back, shrunk into a small A wrist wrapped around Lu Zhile twisted back and forth, as if he was terrified.

Lu Zhile frowned, thinking how sacred this is, even Miyue didn't dare to hit its surroundings. For a moment, a long-lost flustered in his heart, and he said to Heiqi, "Brother , if you have something to say, we don’t mean to hurt you.” If you can fight, then you’ll be out of your wits, “You let go of my brother first, how about we find a way to talk? You ...can you understand what I'm saying?"

If the people in the monitoring room could see this scene at this time, they would probably think that these two people were here to make a joke, but in fact, the atmosphere in the silent car was full of murderous intent, and the atmosphere was deadlocked. After more than ten seconds, the black air finally let go of Guo Zhengyang.

As soon as Guo Zhengyang loosened his wrist, the threatening cold also subsided a lot.Lu Zhile hurriedly stepped forward to check his wrist, "Brother Yang, are you okay?" He glanced at Guo Zhengyang's wrist, seeing that there was no black and blue yin energy entering his body, he let go of his heart .

Even so, he turned his head and stared fiercely at the black air that was still fluttering and natural. Under the warm yellow light, those clear eyes were full of murderous intent.

Lu Zhile was abandoned by his parents in front of the Taoist temple of Futong Temple since he was a child. He naturally doesn't remember such a small thing, but later he heard from the Taoist priest of Futong Temple that the person who brought him back was Guo Zhengyang.

There is an old Taoist priest and a disciple older than Guo Zhengyang in Futong Temple. The three of them call themselves masters and apprentices, but Lu Zhile doesn't know why. He rejects the title "Master" from the bottom of his heart. I also don't want to call those two disciples 'Senior Brother'.

Even so, Lu Zhile and the three of them get along very well, especially Guo Zhengyang, he likes to play with Guo Zhengyang the most, because the other disciple is indifferent and serious, and although Guo Zhengyang often speaks unforgivingly, but in his heart Allowing him everywhere, pampering him, really treats him as a younger brother, so he always makes all kinds of jokes with Guo Zhengyang without fear, because he knows that Guo Zhengyang will not be angry with him, and he really treats him Guo Zhengyang treats him like an older brother.

So he doesn't allow anyone to hurt his family, after all, this is his only family member.

The black air seemed to know that it had done something wrong, so it shrank itself to a place where Lu Zhile could not see—that is, the top of Lu Zhile's head.

Lu Zhile: "..."

Oh shit!Isn't this called pushing your nose up! ! !

With a ding, the elevator opened, Guo Zhengyang rubbed his wrist, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Le, I know why Shi Qi can't beat it, just that moment, I guess this thing has five or six hundred years at least. gone."

Unable to fight again and again, Lu Zhile was so angry that he didn't want to talk.

Get out of the elevator and go to the room. The two used to be poor...not...it was because they were more frugal, so when they were on location or filming in other places, they basically only opened a standard room, but because This time, the crew had directly booked two double-bed rooms, so the two of them finally had a petty bourgeoisie.

Guo Zhengyang was worried that Lu Zhile would be alone with that ghost, and suggested going to his room to share a bed with him, but Lu Zhile was not happy, "You don't have a life to enjoy life, right? The film crew paid us to book such a good hotel, you still don’t want to enjoy it, besides, we usually book a standard room, it’s fine if we can’t live next to each other, but you just said that you want to sleep with me Make a bed!! Brother Yang, you have become more courageous recently, so you are not afraid that I will get up in the middle of the night and kill you."

Lu Zhile's sexuality has long been no secret in their Taoist temple. Even the old monk next door to the Taoist temple, Amitabha, talked about a lot of free living methods for each cause and effect, although Guo Zhengyang didn't quite understand it a few years ago. How can there be such feelings in the world that men like men, but he was probably brainwashed by Lu Zhile later on, and he has long been immune to it. It doesn't matter whether he likes men or women, as long as he can live well, he will live well. Just be happy.

Anyway, don't people live their whole life to live freely, if everything needs to be approved by others, then who is this life for?

"Cut! It doesn't matter who will do it." Guo Zhengyang handed him a square cosmetic bag, "Then you have a good rest, remember to do skin care before going to bed, and then beware of that thing," Guo Zhengyang suddenly thought What, he slapped his thigh, "Oh, why didn't I think of that just now, why don't I draw an evil spell on you, your extreme Yin system, the effect of exorcising evil will definitely be doubled."

Lu Zhile rolled his eyes, "Why don't you go back first and let your master cure your brain." The extreme yin energy in his body has long been suppressed by Shi Qi, and he is now a normal system with masculinity and passion.

Guo Zhengyang was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered something, "...well, take care of yourself, give me a dream when you die, and I'll collect your body when I wake up."

"Get out." Lu Zhile pushed him out, and closed the door smoothly.

The author has something to say: When can I publish a chapter that does not need the typo~~~~~~~