I know the taste of the sea

Shen Jue stared blankly at the number, his mind was in chaos.

His brain was muddy, unable to function at all, like a completely rusted gear.

Shen Jue didn't even have any thoughts.

He didn't know how he reacted, and he didn't know how he should react.

Not even a single syllable could be pronounced.

And Lulusi looked at him with slightly widened eyes showing a dazed expression, he looked natural, but raised his hand to pull Shen Jue's hand.

The movements are gentle, as if treating a rare treasure, solemn and careful.

One of Shen Jue's hands was held up by both of his hands, the white, tender and slender hand was in stark contrast to Lules' somewhat rough palm.

Lulus rubbed his fingertips lightly, and finally placed a light kiss on his ring finger.

"Oh."

He gave a long answer, but smiled with an unclear meaning: "That's really a coincidence. I have suffered from the fact that the saint is a woman for a long time. Now it seems that the problem has been solved."

Shen Jue: "...???"

He was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside by Lulusi's words, and the skin was just enough to eat, and the meat was still fresh and juicy.

In fact, every time Lulus spoke, people couldn't tell whether it was a joke or the truth, Shen Jue didn't dare to answer this sentence at all.

Shen Jue's hand kissed by Lulus was a little stiff, as if it had been frozen.

His brain was finally able to turn around, but the first thought was not very good.

Sensing the mood behind his silence, Lululu laughed again, and hummed softly in a low and hoarse voice, the smile that could not be concealed in his words: "I was just kidding with you."

He raised his eyes to look at Shen Jue, his blue jewel eyes seemed to be illuminated, shining with a dazzling brilliance: "As long as it's you, it doesn't matter if it's male or female."

He didn't say a word of liking or love, but these simple eight words made Shen Jue's heart feel like a heavy hammer.

The dull pain and numbness once again submerged his limbs and bones along the blood vessels from his heart, but it also made his rigid body come alive little by little.

Shen Jue felt that this body was really strange.

I would freeze because of a small movement of Lulus, and feel relaxed because of a word of Lulus.

It was like being dominated by Lulus.

Shen Jue raised his other hand and pressed his heart, his heartbeat was obvious but also very dazed.

Before he could count the beating of his own heart, Lulusi put his other hand in his palm, forcing Shen Jue to focus all his attention on him.

Shen Jue pursed his lips, and before he had decided how to reply to Lules, Lules patted him on the head affectionately: "I still have things to deal with, you stay here well."

"……it is good."

It is just right for Lulusi to leave, and it can also give Shen Jue some space and time to think.

It was just about what he decided, after Shen Jue responded, Lulusi pressed his hand on the top of his head again, slipped down the hair, and pressed on the back of his neck through the hair.

Then he stood up, bent down and kissed Shen Jue's forehead, and took Bai Ling away: "See you later."

Lulus' tone was full of tenderness.

He and Song Cijing's speech is somewhat similar, but Song Cijing's is gentle and polite, and Lulusi's is more like a sea that can drown people.

But deep under the sea, it is cold.

Shen Jue is naturally more sensitive than ordinary people. Since he can feel what is flowing under Song Cijing's gentle and jade-like skin, he can naturally sense what is in Lulusi's bones.

It was an existence that was more complicated than Song Cijing and sent chills down the spine.

Not to mention……

Shen Jue frowned watching the back of Lulusi leaving.

Although the favorability rate reached 99% beyond his expectation, Lululusi's attitude towards him was not like that between lovers.

Shen Jue has never been in love, but he is also a veteran player of love games, and he knows what a normal relationship between couples is like.

Lulusi treated him like coaxing a child, and acting like raising a pet...

And Shen Jue didn't know where the missing one percent was.

But at least one-fifth of the mission has been completed.

Shen Jue pinched his eyebrows, and called up the game panel.

The first thing he looked at was the favorability of Pomu Wright and Song Cijing.

To his surprise, the favorability of these two people did not drop.

Permu Wright's favorability has gone from 93% to 95%, only 4% to complete his strategy.

Shen Jue thought about it carefully, and felt that it was quite normal.

Pomu Wright is currently the one with the best favorability among all the people. This person's emotions are easy to show on his face, and he is also easy to be manipulated.

For the Shura field just now, Pomu Wright must have made up a lot of his own imagination.

It is much easier for Shen Jue to have a character who can conquer by himself.

But what happened to Song Cijing?

Shen Jue frowned.

He was surprised that Song Cijing's favorability increased instead of decreasing.

After staying in the Temple of Chaos for more than half a month, I met Song Cijing almost every day, but I still couldn't figure out his preferences.

Shen Jue silently classified Song Cijing into the difficult row.

After Lulus left the bedroom, the man in a suit bowed his head beside him with a blue box in his hand: "Your Majesty."

- "Have you checked?"

- "It contains medicine."

"I took it upon myself to have someone analyze it. It's a sleeping pill from the old century."

Lulusi looked at the box in his hand, no matter the corners of his mouth or eyebrows, they were all cold, completely different from the one who was inside just now: "Side effects."

Men's heads hang lower: "Memory loss, headaches, etc., and addiction."

Lulusi's expression became colder, but his lips curled up instead: "Don't give it to him yet."

The man responded and put away the medicine box.

Lulusi looked back at the door of the bedroom, and raised his hand casually, with his palm facing the door.

His action was a little inexplicable, but no one said anything.

Lulus went straight back to the study, glanced at the documents piled up on the desk, and didn't intend to deal with them immediately.

He sat on the chair, looked down at the white silk he was holding in his hand, put it under his nose and gently sniffed it.

The faint fragrance lingered around him, and he couldn't help but tightly clenched the white silk in his hand.

Lulusi's eyes were dim, he slowly folded the white silk, took out a locked box from the drawer and put it in, but he was not necessarily very happy.

He put his hands on the table, tapped it lightly, and counted silently in his heart.

When a certain number was counted, someone knocked on the door of the study: "Your Majesty, Duke Wright is asking to see you."

Lulus stopped knocking on the table: "Let him in."

Pamu Wright came in with anger: "Your Majesty, I heard that you placed the saint in your bedroom."

Lulusi used the extremely perfunctory rhetoric again: "Since it is going to be kept for my eyes and not my bedroom, why should it still be sent to the Duke's mansion?"

Of course, Permu Wright would not be so stupid and sweet as to think that what Lulus said was true, he clenched his fists and reminded Lules word by word: "Your Majesty, Miss Shen is the leader of the Temple of Chaos." The saintess, the saintess has her own responsibilities. The Temple of Chaos also has a clear regulation that the serving priests are not allowed to fall in love and marry, and even the master of the temple cannot be lenient."

"Oh." Lulusi didn't even bother to look at him: "If you think there is a problem, then let Song Cijing dismiss him."

Probably because he didn't expect Lulus to say that, Permu Wright paused for a moment.

Then he remembered the first meeting.

The girl bent her eyes and said to him——

"There is no hard work, because I want to be a saint. As long as I can help others, I am very happy. I like the Temple of Chaos, and I like to be a saint."

None of them can be taken away.

Pam Wright: "I can't."

He looked at Lulusi coldly: "You can't either. For Miss Shen, the Temple of Chaos owes her a debt of gratitude. She wants to repay the favor, and she also likes the Temple of Chaos. Your Majesty, liking someone is respect her every choice."

Lulus finally raised his eyelids to look at him, he squeezed the document in his hand, and smiled half-smile: "Do you like him?"

- "If I don't like her, why did I apply to you?"

- "Are you worthy?"

As the three words Lulus came out, the man in the suit who was guarding the door and ready to open the door for Pomu Wright lowered his head even more, and then he heard a roar from Pomu Wright: "Lulus!"

However, Lulus acted as if he didn't hear him, and still maintained his sarcasm and sarcasm: "Duke, I am no longer the second prince who makes you poor."

"Yes!" Pomu Wright said angrily, "You are capable now! You have forgotten everything I taught you back then!"

He turned around resolutely, leaving only the last sentence to Lulus: "You will regret it sooner or later!"

The man in a suit guarding the door hurriedly opened the door for him. Permu Wright left angrily, but bumped into a stooped old man head-on. His angry face eased, and he shouted respectfully: "Teacher."

The old man patted him on the shoulder and walked inside: "Your Majesty."

The gate was closed again, isolating Pam Wright and Lulus.

Lulusi looked at the old man and said lightly, "Teacher."

"Are you quarreling with the Duke again?" The old man sighed, "You used to be very clingy to him, and you used to tell me when you were young..."

"I'm sick of the brother I used to yell at him."

Lulusi exuded ruthlessness all over his body: "If you have nothing to do, go out."

The old man was silent for a while: "Why?"

why?

Lulus hooked the corner of his mouth mockingly, his eyes were full of tyranny.

He used to think that Pomu Wright really liked Shen Jue, and he was troubled by it.

Lulus even thought that they should compete fairly, but that was a long, long time ago, so far away that his memory was almost blurred.

And later...

"He's just a coward who can only deceive himself and others."

Lulusi said coldly: "If it wasn't for now, he would have been a corpse long ago."

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