The enemy has a crush on me

The author has something to say: [The original content of this chapter has been deleted, and it has been replaced with an extra chapter (the time is a certain day in the Demon Palace after Longlong recovered his memory). If you are worried about breaking the coherence of the plot, you can skip this chapter first. After finishing the main text, read this episode again.Thank you little angels for understanding~]

Yin Luo fanned his eyelashes and opened his eyes.

He seemed to have had a long dream, but his mind went blank and he couldn't think of anything.

The sun swayed down from the wooden window, and the warm white bed net was tied on the two rough wooden bedposts facing outwards.

Yin Luo lifted the quilt and stepped on the uneven concrete floor.

He put on some clothes and walked out of the room, only to find himself in a small residential house.

Outside the gate, there are lots of cars and horses, and there is a lot of people's voices, which is very lively.

After leaving the bedroom, there is a small hall with a wooden table in the middle, with several plates of melons and fruits and a small wooden sign on it.

Yin Luo walked over slowly and picked up the wooden sign.

——[Yin Anping].

Is it Anping's name?

He looked at it with some doubts, and heard footsteps behind him.

Yin Luo turned his head, and a young man with slightly green skin was standing at the door, wearing a decent-looking maroon robe.

Yin Luo frowned slightly: "...An'er?"

An Pingping walked in slowly with a smile he had never seen before. Seeing Yin Luo's blank expression, he asked softly, "Father, are you awake?"

He paused, and pointed to the wooden sign in Yin Luo's hand: "I left the official sign at home, father, please give it to me."

Yin Luo said: "What official card is yours?"

Anping did not answer, but still stretched out his hand.

Yin Luo turned the wooden sign over and looked down.The word "catch" was written on the wooden sign.

When did Anping have such an official license?

He tried to remember what had happened, but felt dizzy, like a hangover.

Just as he was bowing his head in deep thought, he heard another voice coming from outside the door.

"The little ghost is working in the yamen, and he is now a well-known arrester. Yin Luo, it's still too late. If he delays for a while, his full attendance for this month will be gone."

The voice was clear and sweet, from far to near, with a slight smile.

Yin Luo froze in place, paused for several seconds before slowly raising his head, looking at the extremely familiar face, he couldn't believe it: "...Song Qingze?"

The ancient mythical beast who was still young was dressed in a blue shirt, and his two eyes were like glass beads, always bright and cool.

At this time, the ice melted, and he looked very gentle and intimate.

He walked to Yin Luo's side, took out the wooden card from Yin Luo's hand, handed it to Anping, and said, "Go, go, where should you go with your official card."

Anping took the wooden sign, turned around and walked slowly without saying a word.

Disappeared in the bright sun outside the door without a trace.

Yin Luo stared at the brightly lit door in a daze for a while, then turned his head to look at the young man who shouldn't be here.

The young man in blue patted the ashes on his body, took out a small purse from his pocket, and looked at him with a smile: "I have sold all the songs I composed a while ago, so I should have enough money to repair my house. That brat in Anping, he handled several more cases, and he paid more money than his salary, so he is really unreliable."

He seemed to be familiar with each other naturally, as if they had such an intimate relationship in the first place.

Yin Luo said: "... home?"

Qingze put the money bag on the table, looked at his expression, finally realized something was wrong, stepped forward, looked into his eyes, and asked in doubt: "Yin Luo, what's wrong with you?"

Yin Luo shook his head, looked at Qing Ze, and tried hard to put together the fragmented memories in his mind: "Didn't you already become the Qing Lord of the Heaven Realm? Why are you here? Whose home is this?"

Qing Ze said: "Yin Luo, what nonsense are you talking about? This is our home."

He turned his head and pointed to the small dwellings, and then pointed to the bustling carriages and horses outside the door: "Have you forgotten, we collected all the fragments, found a lively market, and set up a home."

Yin Luo asked: "... What fragments?"

Qing Ze said: "I don't know what fragments it is. What's the importance of that kind of thing? In short, we gathered all of them. Then we lived in seclusion here."

Yin Luo muttered to himself: "Yes... I want to collect fragments with you. But I'm not..." Dead?

He didn't finish his sentence, but the young man seemed to be able to hear the question in his heart, and said triumphantly: "You almost died, but fortunately I have great powers and saved you. Now you have not only After dying, he became a real living person, if you touch yourself, is your skin warm?"

Yin Luo touched it suspiciously, and it was really warm, like a living person.

Could it be that he really just had a nightmare that he can't remember clearly, and everything has already been settled?

He actually really had a small home with Qing Ze in the bustling market.

Yin Luo was stunned for two seconds, and was about to lick a smile, and then frowned halfway through: "But, you kidnapped me and left the imperial city just to collect the fragments. Now that the fragments are all collected, shouldn't you leave?" ?”

The young man looked at him suspiciously, and reached out to touch his forehead: "I don't have a fever."

He seemed to be very annoyed by what Yin Luo said. Seeing Yin Luo's serious question, he almost gritted his teeth: "What did you say to leave, don't you like me? It's only been more than ten years, and the little devil has just grown up. Why are you driving me away?"

Yin Luo said: "But you..."

you……?

Having said that, Yin Luo pursed her lips and found that she was not sure what she wanted to refute.

He felt that everything Qing Ze said was extremely strange, and he couldn't think of anything that should be questioned.

Qing Ze said: "What's wrong with me? You like me, and I like you too. We agreed to be together forever, why do you want me to leave again?"

Yin Luo opened his eyes wide: "What are you?"

"What me what?" Qing Ze paused, suddenly realized, "Oh... haven't I said it many times."

Seeing Yin Luo's face was clouded, as if he was lost in the sky, he simply held his face and said softly: "Yin Luo, I like you. I like you. I like you the most in the whole world. I only like you in the whole world you."

Yin Luo stared at him blankly.

Qing Ze smiled with crooked eyebrows.

Yin Luo blushed from the laughter.

He showed a look of embarrassment, and Qing Ze was also a little shy, coughed, tweeted him a few times, and said: "I'll send them the music score first, and guide them a little bit, you are fine, stay at home Wait for me, I'll be back in two hours."

Yin Luo nodded.

Qing Ze kissed him again, went to the room and took out a stack of papers, and walked away without turning his head.

Yin Luo sat at the table for a while, ate a fruit, and found it terribly sweet.

He looked at the sky outside and walked out the door.

The little girl next door was picking corn, and the dustpan in front of her was already full of corn grains.

A whole root is eaten by oneself.One by one, they are sold in restaurants.

Yin Luo tilted his head to look for a while, the little girl seemed to have noticed his gaze, stopped moving, and raised her head.

Yin Luo subconsciously took half a step back.

The little girl smiled at him.

"Brother Yin, I cooked more corn at home, and now it's hot and fragrant. Would you like to try it?"

Yin Luo shook his head subconsciously, thought for a while, and nodded again.

The little girl wiped her hands on the apron, da da da ran back to the room, inserted a piece of yellow-orange corn with the bamboo chopsticks, da ta da da ran back again, smiling so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, she tiptoed and crossed the The fence was handed to him.

Yin Luo reached out to pick it up, and said thank you after taking it.

The little girl smiled and said, "Thank you."

She wiped the sweat off her face, sat back in the distance, and continued to peel the corn.

Yin Luo took a small bamboo stool and sat on the side of the street eating cooked corn.

He had never eaten like this before, and he was scalded several times at first.

After eating, seeing the little girl's red hands, I belatedly offered to help the little girl with some work.

Not very well done, but saves time anyway.

At the end, the little girl said goodbye to him with a blushing face, and went back to the house with a few dustpan corn grains in her hand.

Yin Luo walked back to the house, but children who ran out from nowhere were holding small wooden swords and pulling at the hem of their clothes to continue learning swordsmanship.

All he knows are killer moves, so how can he teach others?

Yin Luo was a little distressed, and lightly gestured a few moves. Seeing that they had learned in a mess, he felt that it was too much to see, so he made them take a step.

It's pretty similar.

Later, the children were taken away by their parents one by one. Yin Luo sent the last child away, turned around and walked back to the house slowly.

The two hours were long or short, guessing that Qing Ze would be back soon, Yin Luo warmed up some food and put it on the table.

When I walked back to the room, I saw the floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror in the room.

Qing Ze said that they have been here for more than ten years. If it is true, what does he look like now?

He walked over slowly with some apprehension, and looked at himself in the mirror.

In the mirror, he is still 28 years old, without even a single gray hair.

He looked at the person in the mirror, but for a moment he thought he saw another unrecognizable self.

Yin Luo's heart throbbed suddenly, and he clutched his chest in a daze.

He was dripping with cold sweat, his mind went blank, waiting for the horrible feeling just now to fade away.

It took a long time for the horrible feeling to fade away.

Just a false alarm.

Obviously it was just a false alarm, but the whole person began to feel restless.

He was in a state of confusion, his heart was beating wildly, and he lost his appetite to eat, so he went to the bed and sat down, looking at the sky outside the window.

The sun is past noon and will move westward.

Not long after, I heard some urgent footsteps.

The young man opened the door and entered, looked at the empty lobby, and didn't have any intention of eating, so he rushed straight to the bedroom, looked at Yin Luo who was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, and walked over slowly.

Yin Luo stretched out his hands towards him.

Qingze didn't expect Yin Luo to be so proactive, he hugged him and sat by the bed.

"Yin Luo, Yin Luo..." He buried his face in the man's hair, "Miss me?"

Yin Luo hugged Qing Ze's neck tightly, and nodded silently.

Qing Ze moved his body away and looked into his eyes.

Yin Luo leaned forward to kiss the young man's lips.

He didn't know why he was in such a hurry, Qingze only went out in the morning, but he seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

Qing Ze caught his kiss, his breathing became short of breath, and he stretched his hand under his clothes.

After touching it, his face became a little strange, and he stretched out his hand in front of Yin Luo, showing him what was on it: "You..."

Yin Luo froze for a moment, glanced at the finger that the young man stretched out in front of her, bit her lower lip subconsciously and wanted to look away, but was pressed down by Qing Ze involuntarily, and kissed him deeply with the back of his head.

After kissing, she complained sweetly in his ear: "I really can't leave for a moment."

Even the back of Yin Luo's neck turned red.

At first it was just a kiss, but after a while they rolled into a ball.

The so-called proclaiming yin in the daytime is just like dating.

Qingze took off Yin Luo's trousers, and before he could even take off his clothes, he got Yin Luo's consent, and sealed all the sounds Yin Luo could make between his lips and teeth, forcing him to tremble uncontrollably with his eyelashes A string of tears.

Qing Ze was startled when he saw his tears, and felt that he hadn't done anything yet. He didn't know if he was anxious or worried: "Why can't you bear it like this?"

Yin Luo had no way to answer, but Qingze shook his head as soon as he made a slight movement, the corners of his eyes were red, and he was shaking as he grabbed Qingze's arm.

Forced Qingze could only endure a knife on his head, stopped his movements with extraordinary willpower, kissed Yin Luohan's wet temple hair, kissed Yin Luo's cheek, said all kinds of coaxing words, and waited. Yin Luo slowed down a little before he dared to move slowly again.

He has been so gentle and careful, but it is simply useless.

Yin Luo's voice was no longer panting but weeping, as if no matter how small a movement was, he could be defeated, and like a fish that accidentally jumped onto the shore, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch his breath.

Qing Ze was so angry that he simply broke the can and went too far.

On a good day, the beauty is deeper and the dew is heavier.Qing Ze comforted Yin Luo one by one, watching his lover leaning on his shoulder trying to calm his breathing, even his fingernails were pink.

The small dwelling houses glow with an ambiguous aloes.

Cold, damp, ambiguous agarwood.

The original warm white bed curtain turned into a gorgeous red gauze at some point, and was blown by the breeze, carrying a cold fragrance and blowing on the man's shoulders.

The white-haired Demon God curled up slightly on the ice-cold dragon bed.

The wine jug on the side had already been toppled over, and the glistening liquid left a small spot of water on the carpet.