Inhuman fiance always pursues me

Nangong Heng lowered his eyes and pressed the tip of the brush against his fingertips. Maybe he felt that it was not soft enough. He put this one back and replaced it with a new one. He picked out two or three brushes in this way.

Someone brought some items, including talisman water, cinnabar, medicinal materials, and a dozen exquisite vials containing powder, which were placed on a tray and presented to Nangong Heng.

He opened the small bottle, poured them into the talisman water according to a certain amount, put them in a glass container, and adjusted it into a clear light red water. The texture was slightly viscous, but he didn't know what it was used for.

From the beginning to the end, Shu Nian stood by and stared blankly. When Nangong Heng adjusted the water and looked towards him, his face turned red and he lowered his head in bewilderment.

Nangong asked him to take off his clothes, and fetched a brush...was he going to paint on him?

"Take off your clothes, Shu Nian." Nangong Heng said, "I'll write 'Immortal Wishes' for you."

Shu Nian asked in a low voice, "What is Immortal Wish?"

"It is the unique inheritance of the Nangong family."

Nan Gongheng said: "When each child in the family is full moon, the elders will use special elixir and write spells on their bodies to form a complete spiritual blessing."

"The legendary immortal wishes can make people immune to all diseases and live the same life as the sky. The ones from Nangong's family don't have such power, but they can also ward off disasters and eliminate disasters, and fade away filth and yin."

He finally smiled: "I want to write a spell for you with my own hands."

Is this the "terrible thing" that Nangong said?He is obviously still for him...

Shu Nian's mood was extremely complicated, the strong guilt almost turned into a sense of guilt, but he was so moved, his heart almost softened into spring water

"You don't have to do this for me." He whispered, although he didn't know the fairy wishes, but he knew that writing spiritual wishes was very labor-intensive, and Nangong was not in good health now, so he couldn't make him tired.

"You promised, I can do whatever I want." Nangong Heng looked at him gently, "This is what I want to do now, Shu Nian, you will promise me, right?"

At this point, Shu Nian couldn't refuse anymore: "I'm going to take a bath."

"Okay." Nangong Heng said.

On the first floor of the Hexagonal Building, there is a bath specially built for Nangong Heng. Shu Nian borrowed it and washed it carefully.

After taking a bath, he put on Nangong Heng's Taoist robe, returned to the room shyly, sat on the bed, curled up his pale pink toes slightly.

He didn't wear anything underneath, only a loose bamboo-green Taoist robe, the skirt was slightly open, and two snow-white legs were exposed underneath. He didn't have the appearance of a Taoist who was ascetic, but instead, he was lively and fragrant, seductive.

Nangong Heng stared at it for a long time before picking up the brush: "I'm a bit reluctant to let you take it off."

Shu Nian blushed, untied his Taoist robe with trembling fingers, took it off, put it aside, and exposed his entire body to the soft light.

The skin that has just soaked in the spring water is radiant and shiny, with fine powder, like peach blossoms after rain, fresh and tender, the petals are wet by the rain, and fall down, and the two most beautiful flowers are placed under the collarbone.

He sat on the bed with his legs crossed, his shoulders shrank slightly, it wasn't cold, but he was too shy to be looked at by Nangong Heng.

Nangong Heng stared at him very seriously, as if he was measuring the canvas inch by inch. After being looked at by him several times, Shu Nian couldn't help shrinking his body, and asked in a low voice, "Do I need to look at it for so long?"

"It's so beautiful." Nangong Heng said, "I don't know how to start."

Shu Nian blushed, closed his eyes and lay down on his back: "You can write whatever you want...you can."

"it is good."

He couldn't see anything, only heard Nangong Heng's slightly hoarse answer.

Nangong Heng held on to the brush, dipped the tip of the brush in light red water, and the first stroke landed on Shu Nian's neck.

He wrote very slowly, each stroke was extremely neat, and the nib was soft and weak.

It really itch...

Shu Nian's eyes soon became wet, his fingers tightened unconsciously, and his back stretched straight.

Nangong Heng wrote down little by little, and the tip of the pen left a light red handwriting on the white paper.

This concocted elixir dries quickly, and there seems to be a small flame in the place where the potion is gone. Shu Nian had to recite the Qingxin Sutra silently to distract himself.

But the effect of the Qingxin Sutra is limited. When the most beautiful part was written, Shu Nian's consciousness suddenly lost, and he couldn't remember the next sentence.

"Nangong..."

He whimpered and unconsciously called Nangong Heng's name, but he didn't know how sweet and soft his voice was.

Nangong Heng paused.

As if he just remembered something, he murmured and said, "I'm sorry, Shu Nian, I did one thing wrong."

"What?" Shu Nian replied in a daze.

"I forgot that there is a medicinal ingredient in the powder, which has no effect on children, but for adults," he paused, "it has the effect of adding pleasure."

Shu Nian trembled, opened his eyes and looked at him, his lips quivered slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

His face had already become wet, tears and sweat mixed together, he couldn't close his mouth because of shortness of breath, a little saliva flowed down, dyeing his lips moist and bright red.

Nangong Heng looked down at him, stretched out the pen, and gently rubbed against his lips, moistening the pen tip.

He wrote slowly and meticulously, covering a whole page, missing nothing from head to toe.

When he finished, Shu Nian cried miserably, but it was not finished yet, because there was another side.

"Turn around." He changed a pen and dipped it into the water.

"I can't, I can't..." Shu Nian was out of breath from crying, and grabbed his sleeve, "Stop writing."

Nangong Heng gently pushed his hand away: "You must finish writing tonight, otherwise you will have to do it all over again after a day."

Shu Nian trembled even more. He couldn't rewrite it again, so he could only turn around and lie down, sobbing, and buried his face in the quilt to cry secretly.

There was a faint cry from the bed, like a kitten, Nangong Heng stopped writing and looked at him for a while, then asked him softly: "Is it hard?"

Shu Nian raised his face, his eyes were red from crying, and he stared at him aggrievedly and nodded.

"I'll read the Qingxin Sutra for you." Nangong Heng said.

"No... I don't want the Qingxin Sutra."

Shu Nian became more confused and aggrieved, what kind of Qingxin Sutra does he want, Nangong...it's not impossible.

If he had doubts before because Nangong Heng was in a wheelchair, now he has no doubts. Seeing is believing.

"I want you, Nangong..."

Nangong Heng said softly: "You have to write the blessings of the immortals well."

Shu Nian had reached his limit, so he threw himself on him, hooked his neck and kissed him carelessly: "I'll write later... okay? Please, Nangong, I feel so bad..."

"But you will regret it." Nangong Heng closed his eyes and let him kiss him, "I'm just a useless person, and my life is not long."

"You are not, and I will not regret it!"

What Shu Nian couldn't hear most now was these words. Affected by the medicine, he was so emotional that he tore Nangong Heng's Tang suit angrily. Since Nangong didn't dare to take him, he took it himself!

He sat directly on Nangong Heng's lap, but he couldn't sit still because he moved too fast, and almost fell.

Nangong Heng reached out and pulled him into his arms, staring at his foggy eyes: "You really don't regret it?"

"No." Shu Nian posted it up and kissed the corner of his lips, "You can't think that... I like you? No matter how kind-hearted I am, I have no interest in playing love as a helper. Do you want to see Do I help others like this?"

Before he finished speaking, Nangong Heng blocked his lips.

Nangong Heng's legs are inconvenient, Shu Nian can only rely on himself.

He raised his head tremblingly while breathing, his eyes were blurred, and the round lamp was like a bright moon hanging high, both far and near.

His mind was confused, and he actually recalled the memories of going boating in the lake with his master when he was a child.

At that time, he envied the master's calmness and control of the direction of the boat as he wished, but he wanted to row the boat by himself, but when he hugged the oars in his arms, he realized how hard it was.

He was so tired and suffered a lot, and finally he knew how to row a boat, but once he mastered the skills, he did it according to his own mind, but it was so fun.

It feels the same now as it did then...

The sea of ​​love has a limit, and when it finally reaches the other shore, Shu Nian was so tired that he fell on the bed and didn't want to move at all. Nangong Heng tidied up his clothes and came over to wipe him.

...the waist is about to break.

Fortunately, the potion dries quickly, otherwise it must have been mushy.

Shu Nian was so tired that he was about to fall asleep, but was gently turned over, and then he heard Nangong Heng's voice, not yet satisfied.

"The Immortal Wishes will be written again."

……

Xia Xingqi sat bored in the hotel room playing games, waiting for Shu Nian to come back.

Suddenly Jiang Yunchuan's phone vibrated. He picked it up and saw that it was a text message from Shu Nian.

"Xiao Nian tonight..." He stared at it for a long time, then put down his phone, "I won't be coming back."

"What's wrong every year..." Xia Xingqi's expression changed after being greatly stimulated, he was really mad at him!

The shadow swelled, and countless tentacles twitched frantically, causing the entire hotel to tremble.

"earthquake?!"

The guests ran out of the room in a panic, and there was a commotion in the corridor. Jiang Yunchuan glanced at it, and Xia Xingqi withdrew his tentacles full of anger, almost gnashing his teeth: "I'm going to kill him!!"

The lights flickered for a while, and Zuo Chaojian quietly appeared in the room. Xia Xingqi, who was originally displeased with him, changed his attitude and asked impatiently, "Are you going to kill Nangong Heng with me?"

Zuo Chaojian ignored him, looked towards the door, and said calmly, "He's here."

There was a knock on the door.

"Changed your mind every year and came back?!"

Xia Xingqi jumped up, rushed to open the door, but the moment he saw the person coming, his smile collapsed, he frowned and said in disgust, "Why are you?"

The person outside the door was Yu Cihang.

Chat group for fiances·76

Number Three: As soon as you open the door, it's Number One, which is really disgusting.

Number Three: Aren't you dead?Why are you back?Do you still have the face to see Nian Nian?

Number Seven: Give three sentences to Number One.

No. [-]: "Your wife is awesome" from No. [-], "Your wife is awesome" from No. [-] and "Your wife is awesome" from No. [-].