king and his guard

"The little girl's name is Leng Yan." She answered lightly, her voice was indeed like a wisp of light and ethereal cold smoke.

Xue Ai took a sip of tea: "The name is not bad."

Leng Yan got up, walked slowly to Xue Ai's side, filled him up again, and said: "People in the world worry about some trivial things, but in the end they don't know what's worth worrying about. After all the glitz is gone, it's an illusion in the end. What can I do, what can I do if I don’t get it? In a short life, instead of wasting such a painful struggle, why can’t I indulge myself, even if it’s just a momentary pleasure, it’s not in vain to go through this world.”

But Xue Ai smiled wryly in her heart: If it is just a temporary indulgence, to force him to do something he does not want to do, so what if it is a momentary pleasure?Will you really be happy?If we really want to do that, I'm afraid our fate will be exhausted.

He raised his head and drank it in a sip, as if drinking alcohol, he couldn't help frowning: "This tea is too weak, not bitter enough."

Leng Yan covered her mouth, giggled and said, "My lord likes to drink bitter tea?"

Xue Ai shook her head: "You are wrong, I never like drinking tea."

Leng Yanqi asked: "Oh? Unexpectedly, you are so romantic, but you don't like drinking tea?"

Xue Ai sneered: "Yes, I have always liked quietness and elegance, playing the qin and flute, all of which are related to tea, but I only like wine. Do you think it's weird?"

Leng Yan pressed his shoulder and smiled: "It's not surprising, because the young master has two personalities. One is like a qinxiao, which is quiet and far-reaching, and the other is like strong wine, which is hot and spicy. In fact, everyone has two personalities, but one of them is hidden. It's deeper. According to the young master's appearance, it is said that the appearance is born from the heart, presumably the young master should be the first character in the past, right?"

Xue Ai thought about it for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said: "I never thought that the girl can see people's faces."

Leng Yan poured another half cup for Xue Ai, and respectfully said: "My lord, you should drink more tea, wine can mess with sex, but tea can clear your heart." Xue Ai took the tea cup and played with it in her hand, wine can mess with sex, but tea can Can be clear...

In a daze of thought, that slender hand silently caressed Xue Ai's face, raised her head inadvertently, and happened to meet Leng Yan's bewitching pupils.

Soft fingers caressed Xue Ai's nose, bringing a wisp of light fragrance, she looked at him affectionately and sighed: "My lord, you have a nosebleed..."

Just now, she felt that there was blood overflowing from her nasal cavity, Xue Ai raised her hand to wipe it, but she pretended to be innocent and smiled: "Recently I always fall in love with fire..."

"You are quite angry." Leng Yan passed a towel without losing the opportunity, "A man who abstains from sex for too long will hurt his body."

Xue Ai was startled, feeling quite embarrassed, took the cup of tea and wanted to drink it, but Leng Yan grabbed her wrist: "Let me guess, are you missing someone?"

Xue Ai smiled weakly: "So what?"

"The one who can make you fall in love with me so much must be a beautiful woman with amazing talents, but I don't know what kind of outstanding woman it is that can make you fall in love so much?"

"He..." Xue Ai hesitated to speak, yes, the one who could make her fall in love with him would be a man, like a flower in a mirror and a moon in water, elusive and elusive!

Leng Yan gently hugged his shoulders, Xue Ai's mind was full of chaos, in her warm embrace, she suddenly became distracted, her eyes were blurred, and she simply leaned her whole body in.

I really want to sleep steadily in her arms, but I wish I didn't feel sleepy.Her hands rubbed against his temples repeatedly, her slender nails gliding over his skin.

"My lord is tired, please go to bed and rest." The soul-stirring voice flowed through my heart like a thin stream.

There is a lotus-colored tulle floating in the room, half covering the sultry spring scenery like a wisp of light smoke and mist.

She untied her skirt, revealing the moon-white corsage inside, and Xue Ai suddenly thought of Wu Shuang's long gown.His long gown and his underwear are all white, plain white and snow white, the white is in a mess, the white is messy, the white is painful!

So, angrily, he tore off all the clothes on her body, and his crazily attacking got worse.But why is my heart aching like twisting, and I can't feel the slightest pleasure of venting!He grabbed her long hair tightly, ignored her screams, and kept calling that person's name: "Shuang... Shuang... What a cruel Wu Shuang!"

A feeling of grief and resentment surged into his heart, he threw away Leng Yan and jumped out of bed, and put on his clothes indiscriminately.Leng Yan lay on the bed and asked tightly, "Where are you going, young master?"

"You don't care where I'm going!" Xue Ai got angry immediately, and pushed the door away before she could fasten her belt.

The madness under the heavy rain and the thunder that exploded made people tremble. Wu Shuang tossed and turned in the middle of the night and did not see Xue Ai coming back. She couldn't let it go, got up, opened the door and went downstairs. Nap on the counter.

Wu Shuang went to the guy and asked anxiously, "Did you see the young master who was with me?"

The buddy looked blank: "It seems...he has gone out a long time ago."

Wu Shuang asked, "Where do you think he went?"

"The little one didn't see where he was going. However, he took a jar of wine with him when he went out."

Wu Shuang sighed, hurriedly opened the door and ran out.

He plunged into the rain curtain, and the icy rain poured on his head, soaking his unlined clothes in an instant.Looking around, there was no one on the street.The heavy rain was pouring all over the eyes, and the ear-piercing and noisy sound of the rain did not know when it would end.

Such a heavy rain, such a deep night, such a strange city, where would Xue Ai go?

Rushing on the street in a daze, despite the heavy rain, he called Xue Ai's name loudly, not only the sound of rain, but also the sound of thunder.

Searching aimlessly, he passed through several streets and alleys. He got lost in the rain, his throat was already broken, and he could not make a sound hoarsely.

Xue Ai, he must have left the city!There is nowhere else to look, and the only hope is to go north.

I don't know how long I walked, the surrounding fields are desolate, and I can't see anyone.Have you already left Shangyang City?he does not know.All he knew was that the rain was still raging and Xueai hadn't been found yet.

The icy rain hit his body, and his heart was completely cold, and his mind was in chaos. He knelt down on the ground in a daze, and smashed the bluestone slab on the ground with a fist.The back of the hand was a bloody mess, which was immediately diluted by the rain, and there was no pain at all.

A dull rolling thunder exploded, the chill pierced the bone marrow, the rain became more and more ferocious, the blood on the hands kept overflowing, and was diluted again and again, dizzy, and finally couldn't hold on and fell down.

It seems that several centuries have passed in a daze, and there is no sound of rain in my ears. The clothes on my body have long been replaced, and they are still white, pure white from the inside to the outside.Raising his hand, it was already tightly bandaged.