Zha Gong's evolutionary path

The guest rooms in Yuexiaju are identical to each other, there is no difference between them, the only difference is that the people lying on the bed are different.

Lin Gongru stood at the door, took a deep breath, and stepped over the threshold.

Yan Wen leaned over to check Ying Moyan's pulse, his worried expression was not fake, it was much more sincere than when he impatiently poured him medicine in another room.

He checked for a while, and then glanced at Lin Gongru who followed him into the room with warning eyes, meaning that I can bring you here, but whatever tricks you want to play, you kid, you are watching right under my nose.

The man seemed unaware of his vigilant gaze, and only focused on Yan Jun, who was closing his eyes heavily.

Not seeing each other for a few days, Ying Moyan became thinner and thinner, his complexion was pale and pale, and he was leaning against the inner side of the bed in vain, with black hair scattered all over the bed.

After taking off the majestic black cloak, he looked frighteningly thin in only the moon-white underclothes. His wrists exposed outside the bedding were slender, and the light blue blood vessels on them were clearly visible.

He feeds him with the blood of his heart, no wonder his body wears out so quickly.

Lin Gongru's expression was a bit strange, as if he couldn't accept the transformation from enemy to lover for a while, he hesitated and watched for a while.

After Yan Wen finished the examination, he sighed. He didn't know whether to tell Ying Moyan, who was sleeping, or Lin Gongru, who was silent at the side.

"The body is already overstretched, so I have to be brave, and use the last bit of hard work in advance. This is good, the cultivation base is almost scattered, so don't even think about fighting with others in the future, just stay obediently in the Hall of Yama to approve official documents stop."

"..." Lin Gongru asked, "Is his condition serious? Does it matter?"

There was actually worry in his tone, and Yan Wen couldn't help but look at him twice more than expected.

I saw this boy who was not pleasing to the eye no matter what he looked at before, although he still had a pair of natural flirtatious peach eyes, as if he wanted to flirt with others wherever he went, but there was a strange brilliance in the depths of his eyes, staring straight at the half-conscious Ying Moyan, not for a moment.

Yan Wen was slightly moved, and suddenly felt that Lin Gongru finally knew how to speak human words, and the effort spent on him for the past few months was finally not in vain.

He breathed a sigh of relief and motioned to him: "Come and have a look."

Lin Gongru dragged himself to the bedside.

After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his hand, put the exposed wrist back into the quilt, and tucked in the corner of the quilt.

He originally thought that he would gloat over seeing Ying Moyan's dying appearance, but when he really saw this person lying there weakly, an inexplicable feeling came to his mind.

He is used to seeing him bossing and ordering himself to do this and that, and he has hated him for a long time as the opposite, and suddenly he learned that he saved himself with all his heart and ended up bedridden. Feeling distressed faintly.

He shook his head vigorously, forcing himself to think of the heart-wrenching pain of those lifetimes, and suppressed the specious pity back.

When he tucked in the quilt for him, the person who had been sleeping all this time moved slightly, his eyelids moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

At first, he couldn't focus his eyes very well, and only saw Yan Wen standing not far away.Ying Moyan thought about it in a daze, she seemed to have passed out.

He hadn't been so weak for a long time, and he only remembered the time when Qiqing dissipated, all emotions were stripped away, and at the same time, there was a throbbing pain in his body, which made him curl up and resist with all his strength.

I thought that such a situation of being completely unconscious and difficult to control would never happen again, but who would have expected that hundreds of years later, once again...

Suddenly a warm hand touched his forehead, and a figure beside his bed crouched down and asked him warmly, "Are you feeling better?"

"..."

Ying Moyan was dull for a moment before he recognized that the voice was Lin Gongru.

The man not only reached out his hand to feel the temperature of his forehead, but seemed uneasy, he moved his face closer to his forehead, and tried his temperature again.The body was naturally close to him, and the slight air current brushed over the side of the face with warmth, and several strands of long white hair that was randomly tied behind the head hung down and fell on Ying Moyan's neck, which was both light and itchy.

Ying Moyan opened her eyes wide, feeling the warmth of another person's forehead in disbelief, almost doubting that she was still in a dream.

The man pressed against his forehead, rubbed his slightly cold cheek affectionately, and said: "I already know. Why do you hide the truth like this, if you told me earlier, there would be no more misunderstandings and torments. Seeing that you have done this for me, you don't feel sorry for yourself, I still feel very distressed, promise me not to make decisions like this in the future, okay?"

Ying Moyan looked at him in a trance, Lin Gongru's tone was as gentle as that of the silver-armored general in his midnight dreams, the handsome young man with white hair in front of him overlapped with the heroic and tall man back then, and then Even the look in his eyes when he leaned over to look at him was so soft that it made people's hearts throb.

"Lin Gongru...?"

He still couldn't believe what he saw in front of him, struggling to raise his limp fingers, trying to touch the other's cheek to confirm that this was the real scene.

Lin Gongru was the first to hold his raised fingertips into the palm of his hand. The warmth came from the touching skin of the two, and Ying Moyan's body trembled slightly.

He heard the man grasping his fingertips and rubbing them lightly, his tone could not be more affectionate and tender: "It's me, I'm here."

Time suddenly collapsed, the lovesickness that had been empty for hundreds of years continued at this moment, and countless fragments of sealed and fermented memories poured out.

A layer of mist slowly formed in Ying Moyan's eyes, but he tried his best to bear it back, but the tip of his nose was slightly red again.

He stared blankly at Lin Gongru, the man who was close at hand had a tenderness that he had not seen for a long time.

He carefully helped him to sit up, and before Ying Moyan could struggle, he took him into his arms and gently put his arms around his shoulders.

Ying Moyan was still in a daze. He leaned on Lin Gongru's shoulder, as if in a dream, and asked him over and over again: "Have you remembered? Have you...remembered?"

Lin Gongru replied: "Yes, I know everything."

He rubbed his fingertips back and forth for a long time, brought them to his lips, and kissed him lightly.

This action did not contain /passion/desire, it was just an extremely ordinary and gentle kiss, but Ying Moyan's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and his ears blushed uncontrollably.

He pushed him uncomfortably, trying to free himself from the man's arms, but he didn't have much strength, and he seemed to want to refuse.

As soon as he struggled, Lin Gongru hugged him even tighter.

Noticing the red glow at the tip of his ears, Lin Gongru didn't know what to think of, and laughed softly, not only did not back away, but even lowered his head even more fiercely, simply put his earlobe in his mouth, and whispered in his ear: "What are you hiding, eh?"

"..." Yan Wen, who had been paying close attention to these two people for fear that Lin Gongru would behave inappropriately, felt that his eyes were about to go blind when he saw this scene.

He backed away without making a sound, thought for a while, and then closed the door for the two intimately.

Lin Gongru's warm breath sprayed on his ears, and his whispered tone seemed to be seductive, which spread the heat even more, and the rising heat spread directly from the earlobe to the limbs, causing dizziness.

Ying Moyan's body was so weak that he could barely sit still, the heat from the man's body through the thin clothes seemed to burn his whole body, and he actually felt that it was difficult for him to breathe.

"Don't..." He no longer knew what he was talking about, because Lin Gongru's hand wrapped around his waist slid down very awkwardly, gently stroking along the inner thigh of his for no apparent reason.

The man is obviously an experienced lingering in the flowers, his fingertips are light and sometimes heavy, just lingering ambiguously along the roots of his thighs, rubbing and fondling vaguely through his lower clothes, he easily teases Ying Mo Yan Weiwei. A long-standing love/desire.

Yan Jun of the underworld, who has always been abstinent and self-confident, struggled to escape from the man's caress, and the words of resistance came out, but they turned into a little broken gasp.

He moved his legs together in embarrassment, trying to prevent the other party's nimble fingers from continuing to invade, his skin was flushed bright red.

It's pure love...

Lin Gongru thought to himself.

Just at this level, he was so sensitive that he almost couldn't hold on.

If you really did something to him, and then humiliated him severely afterward, the expression on this arrogant guy's face would be so wonderful that he would never forget it even if he went down to the [-]th floor of hell! !

How could he allow the prey he got to escape so easily, Ying Moyan tried to put his legs together, but he didn't like it.

The other hand dishonestly slipped into the quilt, groped the lower back of Lord Yan of the Underworld, and lightly pinched the soft flesh in his waist.

As he expected, Ying Moyan was so sensitive that he couldn't resist any of his tricks. When he pinched his waist, his whole body trembled and jumped up. Lin Gongru immediately squeezed into his legs again as he wished.

Just as the romantic and charming atmosphere in the house further escalated, Ying Moyan retreated steadily, and was about to be pinned down on the bed by Lin Gongru, when the door was suddenly pushed open without a wink.

Under Lin Gongru's murderous gaze, Yuelao stood at the door with a look of bitterness and hatred.

"It's useless for you to stare at me fiercely, and the little old man doesn't want to do bad things or good things. Trouble is coming."

Ying Moyan finally found a chance and broke free from Lin Gongru's arms.

Half of his clothes were pulled down by Lin Gongru, revealing a large area of ​​snow-colored skin, and under Yue Lao's meaningful gaze, he folded his clothes in embarrassment.

"What happened?" Yan Jun's voice was still slightly panting.

He tried his best to calm his fluctuating chest, but when he asked the question, he heard the ambiguity in his voice, and his face turned red again.

Two people appeared behind Yuelao, bearded and wearing copper-yellow robes, they looked very familiar, they were Li Bing, the god of the year, and Huang Chengyi, the god of the moon, whom we met in the Hall of Yama not long ago.

The two lingering heroes only glanced at the room. Even though they don't know the love of the world, they can sense the two of them from the posture of the two embracing each other and the slightly warm atmosphere in the room. Man seems to have done something very disturbing.

Youdao is to disturb people's love, and you will be kicked by that.

Li Bing, the god of the year, also felt embarrassed, so he had to turn his eyes slightly away, not to look at the still crimson Lord Yan of the underworld.

Secretly muttering in her heart, she never expected that Ying Moyan, who usually has a cool and dignified face, would turn out to be so seductive when she gets emotional...

Cough cough, no, as an immortal, what are you thinking about.

He coughed lightly, still tilted his head, cupped his fists and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, but the matter is urgent. General Lin Gongru, the Emperor is here to invite you."

The person who was named stared at the uninvited visitor at the door with a displeased face, but did not make any understandable reaction.

Lin Gongru had a very bad temper, he had done a good job of planning, but was interrupted by someone rushing out at a critical moment, how could he not be angry?

What's more, he couldn't help himself when he teased her; realizing this, Lin Gongru became even more angry.Not only was he angry that the matter was abandoned halfway, but he was also angry that he would actually "get angry" with Mo Yan.

Li Bing waited for a while, but didn't hear Lin Gongru's answer, so he turned back to look at him.

I saw a pair of peach blossom eyes glowing with a faint blue light, staring at him coldly, the irritable and melancholy expression in the eyes almost turned into a hungry tiger, pounced on him and tore the two of them apart.

"General..."

Lin Gongru used to be a famous general, but his prestige was still there, how could the two little masters resist his devouring gaze, and soon began to tremble.

"General, this is the emperor's will, and the two subordinate officials also obeyed orders. I hope the general can't be blamed..."

Lin Gongru raised his eyebrows, and said coldly, "How did you find this place?"

When he calmed down, he heard the two strange officials say "Emperor" and "General", secretly wondering if it was related to his previous self?

If it is related to him, will he be able to indirectly find out where Xiao Shudai is?

Seeing that he finally calmed down and was willing to speak, the two meritorious officers couldn't help being overjoyed, and rushed to say: "It was the two immortal officials in Tiangong Dao, Clairvoyance and Shunfeng Ear, who found out——"

"Yan Jun refused to reveal the general's whereabouts, and the emperor and the fairy were eager to find the general—"

"I had no choice but to make this decision—"

Lin Gongru's heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look at Ying Moyan.

The blush on Ying Moyan's face has gradually receded, and her paleness has returned.He lowered his head in silence, his eyes fell on the ground in front of him, he didn't look at Lin Gongru, nor at the three people standing at the door.

Lin Gongru said softly, "You don't want me to go?"