Dark Guard's Knife Blocker Advanced Manual

Duan Yue didn't kiss deeply, just touched her with a touch of water, and then left those dry and thin lips.

Prince Jing didn't seem to have reacted yet, Taohua stared at him blankly with wide-eyed eyes.

Stupid.

Duan Yue fiddled with the broken hair on his forehead, "Your Highness, don't be afraid, I will cure you."

Prince Jing still didn't speak, his body was stiff and he didn't dare to move.

Duan Yue raised his eyebrows: "If you don't speak, you don't believe me."

After thinking for a while, his hand slipped down and rubbed the corner of Prince Jing's lips.

It looked like they were going to kiss again.

With a flick of his fingertips, King Jing suddenly pushed the person away, curled up his body very quickly, and buried his head in the quilt, with an obvious sign of escape and resistance.

Duan Yue frowned in confusion.

Doesn't Lord Dog like this?

Then why is his heart rate rising so quickly?

"Duan Chuchu?"

"Duan Chuchu."

"If you ignore people again, I will kiss you."

The quilt shook violently.

Just by looking at the size, you can tell how panicked the people hidden inside are.

After a while, half of his head was exposed tentatively, and a hoarse and difficult voice came: "You..."

Duan Yue couldn't hear clearly, so he leaned over and tilted his ear.

Prince Jing couldn't help but say, "You don't hate me...do you?"

Hearing his question, Duan Yue laughed happily: "No."

Hate arises only when revenge is impossible.

And when the prey has fallen into the trap and cannot extricate himself, all that remains is to play, play and even indulge, looking forward to the day when his dream is shattered.

Duan Yue peeled off the quilt and looked directly at the boy's trembling peach eyes: "Duan Chuchu, the past is over, I don't want to be bound by useless hatred, at least for now, I am on the same front as you .”

Prince Jing pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were uncontrollably wet, and soon tears rolled down again.

He seems particularly vulnerable today.

Probably because pride was trampled to pieces, and I finally realized that I had gone wrong before.

Duan Yue gently lifted the back of his head, wiped away the wet tears from the corners of his eyes, and slid his fingertips down his cheeks to caress the terrible burn.

"Does it hurt?"

Prince Jing nodded, then shook his head, not knowing what to say.

Duan Yue was funny, asked Xiao Huangshu for a blueberry-flavored painkiller, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Prince Jing fiddled with the tip of his tongue, and asked him what it was with his eyes.

"Don't worry, it's not poison, it's a good thing."

Seeing him chewing and swallowing it, and licking his lower lip and teeth, Duan Yue couldn't help but smile and asked, "Is it sweet?"

Prince Jing hesitated and nodded.

Sweet and sour, he had never tasted this kind of taste.

What's even more miraculous is that after a while, the severe pain from his limbs and bones disappeared, leaving only a numb and slightly itchy body, and even a light touch made him feel uncomfortably comfortable.

Duan Yue picked him up horizontally: "It's a painkiller, and it lasts for two hours. However, you can only take one pill a day. If you take too much, there will be side effects."

Prince Jing remembered the time when he became smaller in the past.

The little dark guard can always come up with a lot of weird things.

Even this oddly furnished room.

But he didn't say anything, so Prince Jing didn't ask. After all, he was still somewhat guilty and embarrassed. When Duan Yue picked him up, he also turned his face away, refusing to let him see.

Duan Yue carried him outside the house.

After the space upgrade, new field construction projects have been added.

As soon as you open the door, you will see blue sky and white clouds, mountains and rivers, and green grass.

Xiao Huangshu sat cross-legged on top of his head: "Dad can plant and breed here and expand his territory by adjusting the climate and season changes. The creator god of this small world."

I thought it was tasteless, but it turned out to be a magic weapon.

but.

"Is it going to cost a lot of money?"

"Of course, Dad won't earn that much in his life."

Then you talk fart.

Duan Yue looked around: "Where is the Lingquan?"

Xiao Huangshu said that Prince Jing's face was severely burned, and there was no possibility of recovery with ordinary medicine.

And the rejuvenating cream in the shopping mall is a super-grade wound medicine, which is exclusively used by top hosts, and the price is as high as tens of millions of gold coins.

Not to mention that Duan Yue's pockets are empty now, even if he completes all the side missions and main missions, he still won't be able to earn that much money.

So Xiao Huangshu suggested that he take a sip of Lingquan on credit first to support King Jing's body and delay the deterioration of his condition, and then think of other ways.

It is said that the top-level Lingquan can wash the meridian and cut the marrow, and regenerate the body, and the mere scald is not a problem at all.

But that one is more expensive, one mouthful is worth a hundred bottles of rejuvenating cream, and you can't afford it even after selling the little yellow book.

Duan Yue was only entitled to a sip of the lowest-grade Wenyang Lingquan on credit, and even so, he immediately owed 50 gold coins.

I have never seen so much money in my life.

"You need to pay an entrance fee to enter the venue, [-] gold coins each time, Dad."

"..." outrageous.

He couldn't afford to pay back 50 gold coins, and he still couldn't afford to add another hundred thousand.

Too many lice do not itch, too many debts do not worry.

Duan Yue waved his hand indifferently: "Hurry up."

There is a burst of water ripples in the air, clouds and steam are lingering, and a clear hot spring appears in front of you. Warm jade is the jade, white lotus floats in the water, and there are wine pots and ancient books on the bluestone platform. The flowing water is elegant and quiet.

Duan Yue is an ordinary person, he couldn't understand such artistic conception, so he started to pick off Prince Jing's clothes, and threw him into the water with a wave of his hands.

Water splashes everywhere.

King Jing sank to the bottom for two or three breaths before struggling to float up, choking on a big mouthful of water, his lips were pale, he held onto the jade bi and dared not move.

Duan Yue squatted by the bank, was amused by his handling of eating for a long time, and then said: "Your Highness, the water is not deep, so you can't drown."

Prince Jing pursed his lips, gripped the jade bi tightly, and remained silent.

Duan Yue was afraid of hurting his self-esteem, so he changed the subject: "This is a medicinal spring, Your Highness soaks in it for a few days, and the injury will recover."

Prince Jing looked down.

The spring water is too clear, and the scene below him can be seen at a glance, the scarred skin and twisted leg bones look particularly ugly.

He curled up slightly, not wanting to be seen by Duan Yue.

Duan Yue thought he was shy.

In broad daylight, naked, seems to be quite perverted.

He laughed and explained: "Your Highness, we are the only ones here, no outsiders will come in, it doesn't matter."

Prince Jing still didn't speak.

But he was taciturn, and Duan Yue got used to it. He flipped up his clothes and sat by the bank, picked up the ancient book on the Qingshi case, and flipped through two pages casually while accompanying Prince Jing.

The next moment he threw the book far away.

God damn ancient books, why is it a man and a man with little yellow man.

Fortunately, King Jing didn't see it, otherwise how would he explain it.

Seeing that he didn't know what to do, Xiao Huang Shu jumped up in a hurry, so he had to go to the battle himself to persuade him: "The sky is sitting on the ground, lonely men and widowed men, dry firewood, dad, don't you want to do something? Like hot spring play? Field battle for seven nights Second-rate?"

Duan Yue refused very simply: facing Prince Jing's face, he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

Nonsense, the kiss was not very vigorous just now, little A Yue almost stood up.

Xiao Huangshu knew that he was making excuses, but there was nothing he could do.

"Then dad can't just watch it. It's such a good opportunity. The heart rate is only seven points away and it will be eighty. There will be a big gift bag of snacks as a reward."

Duan Yue's eyes flashed.

He got down on the knees, hooked his fingers towards Prince Jing, and said with a frown, "Your Highness, come."

Prince Jing didn't want to approach him.

After pausing for a long time, he supported Yu Bi, slowly swung it over, lowered his head, and floated obediently in front of him.

The two were very close.

As soon as Duan Yue stretched out his hand, he was able to hold his face.

Prince Jing wanted to run away, but he was caught so tightly that he couldn't move.

"Duan Yue, don't..."

His chest heaved violently, his eyes dodged, he didn't know what he was afraid of.

Duan Yue was worried that he would hurt him, so he relaxed a little and tried to comfort him instead.

"Your Highness, don't hide, it's okay." Duan Yue coaxed him in a low voice, while kissing the center of his eyebrows, the tip of his nose, and the corners of his lips.

Neither slow nor fast, every inch is invaded.

Duan Chuchu's heart was beating violently.

Some emotions are gradually getting out of his control and cannot be retrieved.

......

Duan Yue hid in space for four or five days.

He sold the [-]-point heart rate gift pack, and exchanged it for a beautiful and exquisite wisteria flower mask, which he wore on Prince Jing's face.

With a layer of cover, Prince Jing finally stopped hiding from him.

After several days of nourishment by the spiritual spring, the broken leg bones gradually regrown, and the bloody scars from the abuse were also getting better.

Duan Yue bought a batch of gaudy clothes and jade ornaments from the mall, and let Prince Jing wear them every day without repeating them.

He is like a canary owner who feeds and adorns his pets with great interest.

Prince Jing would resist his care at first, but later he gradually discovered the intention of his actions - just like he used to treat Duan Yue as a plaything, Duan Yue only regarded him as a moving puppet.

All tenderness and patience, but out of his own interest, not his liking or love for himself.

Prince Jing never resisted his intimacy or touch again.

This is his atonement.

He often wondered if Duan Yue was also feeling powerless and desperate when he was forced to share the bed with him.

It's just that, knowing that it's an illusion, every time Duan Yue kisses him through the mask, his heart still beats uncontrollably.

For the first time, he realized what it means to be in a mess.

......

On the sixth day, Prince Jing could basically walk on the ground.

Duan Yue led him out of the space.

"Does Your Highness want to go back to Chang'an directly, or stay here to observe the situation?"

Prince Jing didn't answer directly, but asked, "What about you?"

Duan Yue found it interesting.

Lord Dog seems indifferent, but in fact he is very conceited and proud in his heart. He has always been arbitrary and doesn't bother to ask other people's opinions, but now he has to ask him more about everything, as if he can't do without him.

Duan Yue's eyes were bent, but he didn't show any abnormality, he just said: "I will listen to Your Highness."

Prince Jing pondered his thoughts, and said calmly: "Then stay here, go see Duan Fei, and inquire about Mrs. Qin's movements along the way."

Duan Yue smiled, "Okay."

He directly asked Xiao Huangshu to open the exit in front of the barracks, and when he came out, he set off a signal flare. Not long after, Duan Jiu rushed over.

"Little Sixteen? It's really you, where have you been these few days!"

Duan Yue stood there with a smile on his face, without saying a word.

Duan Jiu then thought of six days ago, when he returned in a hurry, Zhang Chengjin told him that Duan Shiliu broke free from the chain and ran away, and asked him to bring him a message.

Duan Jiu thought it was information, and hurriedly asked what it was.

As a result, Zhang Chengjin said: "Duan Laojiu, I. Fuck. Your uncle."

Thinking of this, Duan Jiu became furious, and walked towards Duan Yue with a sneer: "Good boy, you still dare to show up, see if I don't beat you until you call me daddy!"

He reached out and wanted to grab the tip of Duan Yue's ear.

Suddenly, a hand was inserted into the stab, and he opened him. At the same time, he pulled Duan Yue back and put it into his arms.

"Don't touch him."