The white moonlight of the paranoid male protagonist is reborn

Jiang Chaoyun has not been treated so indifferently by him for a long time. He was so coldly looked at by Han Jiangmu, and immediately became dissatisfied. He glared at Han Jiangmu and whispered: "What are you looking at, she is right .”

Han Jiangmu paused for a moment, then turned his gaze to Bi Xin who was hiding behind Jiang Chaoyun, and said coldly, "Go out."

Bi Xin asked Jiang Chaoyun cautiously, "Master?"

Jiang Chaoyun said: "...you go out."

Bi Xin responded, and was about to turn around and go out when Jiang Chaoyun suddenly stopped her, "Bi Xin, don't tell my mother."

Bi Xin was taken aback, and looked at him suspiciously, "What did you say?"

A faint blush appeared on Jiang Chaoyun's fair cheeks, "Don't tell my mother what I've been doing recently."

Bi Xin felt guilty all of a sudden, and immediately agreed without thinking too much.

After Bi Xin left, Jiang Chaoyun looked at Han Jiangmu and said in a bad tone, "What are you doing here again?"

Han Jiangmu made another cup of tea and pushed it towards Jiang Chaoyun, "Master, drink tea."

Jiang Chaoyun kicked the stool, "I don't drink."

Han Jiangmu paused for a moment, picked up the cup of tea, raised his neck and drank it in one gulp, he put down the cup and said, "Master, that maid, I think it's better to change to another one."

Jiang Chaoyun frowned, "Bi Xin has been with me for so many years, why should I change?"

Han Jiangmu said: "Young master, if you don't change, you won't change. I'm just suggesting."

Jiang Chaoyun stopped talking.

Han Jiangmu reached out to touch his sleeve, Jiang Chaoyun looked down, but without pulling away, Han Jiangmu pulled him into his arms.

Jiang Chaoyun sat on Han Jiangmu's lap, still a little dazed. He wanted to stand up, but his waist was tightly held by Han Jiangmu, unable to move.

The weather was still a bit cold at the moment, Jiang Chaoyun was wearing three pieces of clothes, but he couldn't resist the heat from Han Jiangmu's legs continuously attacking him.

Jiang Chaoyun blushed, clenched his hands into fists, and beat him, "What are you doing! Let me go."

Han Jiangmu said: "Don't let go, let me hug you."

As he spoke, he rested his forehead on Jiang Chaoyun's shoulder.

Jiang Chaoyun calmed down slowly, allowing Han Jiangmu to hold him in his arms in this posture.

After a while, Han Jiangmu became dishonest again. He reached into Jiang Chaoyun's robe and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Is the young master still in pain?"

Jiang Chaoyun suddenly became nervous, he reached out and grabbed his fidgeting hand, and said, "Don't touch it!"

He paused again, and answered Han Jiangmu's question, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Han Jiangmu said: "I don't believe it unless you let me see it."

Jiang Chaoyun: "..."

He became annoyed, "You apprentice, I just won't show it to you!"

Han Jiangmu laughed at his neck, "Young Master, why are you ashamed at this time, I have seen everything in the morning."

Jiang Chaoyun: "..."

Han Jiangmu's voice was shallow and hoarse, gently scratching the tip of his heart like a feather, making him feel a throbbing emptiness from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that he was silent, Han Jiangmu hesitated for a moment, pulled out his hand, and called softly, "Master?"

He stretched out his hand to turn Jiang Chaoyun's face away, and sure enough, he saw a layer of glistening mist floating out of his eyes. Han Jiang was dumbfounded. After a while, he leaned over and kissed away the moisture from the corners of Jiang Chaoyun's eyes, even the sticky eyelashes. After cleaning everything up, he said, "Master, why are you crying?"

Jiang Chaoyun felt the heat in his eyes, choked up and said, "I didn't want to show it to you, you scoundrel, you lied to me."

Han Jiangmu said: "Young master, if you feel bad, I can let you see it."

Jiang Chaoyun said angrily: "Who cares! I have what you have!"

Han Jiangmu laughed, rubbed his tall nose lightly against his ear, and said softly, "That's not necessarily true, young master, mine... must be prettier than yours."

Jiang Chaoyun felt his hairs stand on end again, he twisted a few times uncomfortably, and whispered, "Let me go, I'm not feeling well."

Han Jiangmu said in a low voice, "Let me hug you for a while, young master."

Jiang Chaoyun was about to say something, but suddenly felt something strange behind him, and he subconsciously asked, "What is so hard?"

While speaking, he stretched out his hand, and as soon as he touched it, his whole body froze.

Han Jiangmu hugged him and said in a low voice, "Master, don't move."

Jiang Chaoyun blushed so much that he was about to bleed, and even the back of Han Jiangmu's eyes showed a blush like morning glow, "You, you are shameless, let me go!"

"I said, don't move, let me be quiet for a while." Han Jiangmu said so, holding Jiang Chaoyun's hand with some strength.

Jiang Chaoyun felt the high spirits behind him, and his whole body froze. He swallowed and whispered, "How long will it take?"

Han Jiangmu said: "It takes only half a stick of incense."

Jiang Chaoyun had no choice but to calm down and let Han Jiangmu hold him in his arms.

Han Jiangmu reached out to hold his hand, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Master's hand is so small."

Jiang Chaoyun tried his best to make himself ignore the existence behind him. Hearing Han Jiangmu's nonchalant words, he was secretly annoyed and didn't want to talk to him.

After Han Jiangmu said this, he didn't say anything more.

After half a stick of incense time passed, Jiang Chaoyun's body slowly relaxed, Han Jiangmu also let go of him at this time, he jumped out of Han Jiangmu's arms, and his eyes subconsciously fell on Han Jiangmu, where he had calmed down , I can't see the arrogance just now.

Jiang Chaoyun felt very sad suddenly, the degree of his grip was much bigger than his.

This is a man, how can he be considered a man now?

Jiang Chaoyun's mood became depressed, and when he looked at Han Jiangmu again, he suddenly felt very unpleasant. He said to Han Jiangmu uncontrollably: "You can go! I'm going to rest!"

Han Jiangmu looked at him and said, "I can accompany the young master till night."

Jiang Chaoyun said loudly: "No! I also want to be alone!"

Han Jiangmu saw that his attitude was firm, so he didn't force it. He nodded slightly and said, "The young master has a good rest."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Seeing that he really left, Jiang Chaoyun felt a little melancholy, but when he thought of what happened just now, he felt inferior and cowardly again.

He sat on the bed, wiped his hands, unbuttoned his robe, and stretched out his hand, but he couldn't make the place look like Han Jiangmu.

Obviously he has already had a nocturnal emission, why can't he still?

Jiang Chaoyun used to be like this, even in his last life when he was almost 20 years old, he never got up, but only at this time, he was very sad.

Tears could not stop flowing down, and he wiped them away with his hand. What kind of man is he like this?

Han Jiangmu likes him, but it's impossible because he looks like a girl... It would be fine if he was a girl, but he is a man, and as a man, he has lost the roots of a man. If Han Jiangmu finds out , Maybe I want to laugh at him in my heart.

No, this guy laughed at him before. Jiang Chaoyun felt that he was severely humiliated at that time. Anger was anger, embarrassment was embarrassment, but none of them made him feel as uncomfortable as now.

Maybe it's... Maybe it's because Han Jiangmu is different to him.

Jiang Chaoyun was a little confused, staring at the thing in his hand in a daze, at this moment, Han Jiangmu's voice suddenly sounded, "Is the young master sad because of this?"

Jiang Chaoyun was startled, quickly pulled up his trousers, and then looked up, and sure enough, he saw Han Jiangmu standing in front of the arch, his eyes fell on himself with a little coldness.

Jiang Chaoyun was ashamed and angry, "You, why are you here?"

Han Jiangmu came over and said, "I don't think the young master is happy, come back and have a look."

Jiang Chaoyun said: "I'm not unhappy, you can go."

Han Jiangmu reached out, pulled out Jiang Chaoyun's belt, looked at him with thin eyelids, and said, "You are lying."

Jiang Chaoyun watched his movements and opened his eyes wide in shock. He wanted to push Han Jiangmu away, but his strength couldn't compete with Han Jiangmu, so he collapsed and grabbed Han Jiangmu's shoulder.

Han Jiangmu said: "Isn't this very good, young master? Why are you crying?"

Jiang Chaoyun's tears kept flowing, and he cursed: "You bastard..."

However, before cursing a few words, his voice became muffled.

After a while, Han Jiangmu let go of Jiang Chaoyun, stood up and poured tea.

Jiang Chaoyun was obviously served by him, but he shrank into the bed and lost his soul as if he had lost a huge thing.

Han Jiangmu brought him water, but he didn't drink it. Han Jiangmu looked down at him, and asked with a serious face, "How long has it been since young master?"

Jiang Chaoyun immediately lifted the quilt, blushed and murmured, "Stop talking."

Han Jiangmu said, "Have some tea."

Jiang Chaoyun stared at him, and after a while, his eyes softened, and he reached out to pick up the tea.

Han Jiangmu said: "The young master is a man, there is no doubt about it."

Jiang Chaoyun's hand holding the tea trembled, and his heart was filled with joy like flowers because of his words, which made the sadness in his eyebrows and eyes dissipated a lot.

He drank tea, couldn't help it, and said to Han Jiangmu: "You just went too far... too far, how can you use your mouth..."

Jiang Chaoyun was extremely ashamed when he said it, he didn't dare to look at Han Jiangmu, and he held the teacup with his fingers, because of nervousness, his joints were faintly white.

Han Jiangmu said: "The young master is clean, why can't he use his mouth?"

Hearing what he said, Jiang Chaoyun stopped talking.

Han Jiangmu saw that his originally fair face was red, even the eye circles were red, and he was as beautiful as a flower, and his heart moved slightly. However, he also knew that there were some things that could not be rushed, so he suppressed himself and said lightly: "It's not the young master. No, the young master used the wrong method, I will teach the young master in the future..."

He paused, his voice lowered, "... how to be a normal man."

Jiang Chaoyun's heart was agitated by his words, and he didn't know what expression to make, so he simply shrank back into the bed again, "I'm going to rest, you should go."

His voice still had a cry that had just been crushed, but the words he said were so merciless.

Han Jiangmu was not angry, but instead curled the corners of his lips, revealing a faint smile.

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