Prince of Heaven

Wen Ding looked at the knife in Rong Shi's hand, took two steps back, and assumed a defensive posture.

"Is he your puppet material?"

Rong Shi's eyes flicked to the side, meeting Jing Huai's gaze.

He pursed his lips and pressed them down into an unhappy arc.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze and said coldly to Wen Ding, "That's right."

Hua Wendeng was startled when he heard this, and turned to look at Jing Huai.

But Jing Huai didn't react in any surprise or humiliation, but just looked at Rong Shi with a little helplessness and connivance.

"Who are you?" Wen Ding asked again.

Rongshi didn't answer, but Jing Huai took a step forward and opened the mouth for him: "Didn't he just say that?"

Following this sound, Wen Ding looked at Jing Huai with suspicion.

Jing Huai pointed to himself and said, "I am the material he is going to make into a puppet. What I mean is that he is my master."

An even greater shock hit Hua Wendeng, he felt a little dizzy and suspected that he was dreaming, then he heard Jing Huai say again: "You pay attention to other people's things, and now that the master is here, you can't change them." What, a fight?"

Rong Shiben is good at attacking by surprise and wins with speed.

When attacking for the first time, almost no one can match the speed.

If Rongshi didn't have the idea of ​​taking human life in exchange for good, if he had this idea, very few people could escape it.

It can be seen from this that Wen Ding's strength is really formidable.

It is not suitable to fight for a long time.

After making this judgment, Jing Huai decided to cooperate with Rong Shi and first cheat Wen Ding away.

The blow just now was too powerful, and with Jing Huai's low-key remarks, Wen Ding was suspicious for a moment, wondering which hidden master this is.

Although the person in front of him looked very young, he looked only seventeen or eighteen years old.But the real masters are often cultivated with true energy, their appearance is always youthful, and their age cannot be distinguished by their appearance.

Wen Ding wasn't fully prepared to catch people this time, so he already wanted to quit.

He looked at Shenzi and the scarred man in the corner: "Forgive you once, but I advise you to come back by yourself, otherwise don't blame me for not reminding you."

Both Shenzi and the scarred man were probably frightened, and their faces were pale and dignified.

Wen Ding left after leaving a threatening word.

His movement was weird and he disappeared quickly.

Seeing Wen Ding gone, Rong Shi put the knife back into its sheath and turned around to look at the room.

The people of God, the son of God, the big man with the scar, Hua Wendeng... and his "puppet".

When the other three looked at Rong, all of them had stiff expressions, suspicious eyes, and did not move for a while.

A certain "puppet" stepped forward very politely, because there were people from the temple, he continued to act: "Master."

Rong Shi raised his eyes and looked back at him expressionlessly: "En."

Jing Huai weighed the words in his heart, determined to have a good talk with Rong Shi.

He was very upset before, and felt that he needed time to think about it.

But just now, when he was controlled by Wen Ding and became unconscious, all he could think of was Rong Shi, and the only thing he missed was Rong Shi's biting kiss.

The body is already so honest, there is nothing to think about.

When Jing Huai looked at Rong, his eyes were hot and gentle: "Can I take a step to speak?"

Rong Shi glanced around lightly, and the big man with the scar immediately understood, picked up Shenzi and left.

This place has been discovered by Wen Ding, so you can't stay for long, the sooner you leave, the better.

This particularly powerful young man didn't look like someone willing to do good to protect them.

The so-called genius doctor is a member of the Four Obedience God family, his trust in Hua Wendeng was instantly negative, and he did not dare to let the son of God stay with Hua Wendeng.

Hua Wendeng shook her head helplessly when she saw the man with the scar in a hurry.

He really doesn't know how to drink the blood of the Son of God... Besides, it's a fake Son of God.

As soon as he turned his head, he met Rong Shi's eyes.

Hua Wendeng's expression froze, and then she went out, closing the doors and windows for them before going out.

Five years ago, Rong Shihuan was a poor and clever kid, he was moved to pity him and only wanted to take him in as a disciple.

Thinking about it now, how sorry I was for rejecting it.

Rong Shi was not someone he could control at all, and he really couldn't bear that weird and frightening look in his eyes.

Their conversation just now might have been a joke, but Hua Wendeng really felt that sooner or later, Jing Huai would really become someone else's prisoner.

Silently lighting the wax for her younger brother, Hua Wendeng went to the front hall, ready to open for business.

Let's see a few more patients today, and do good deeds for the younger brother.he thinks.

After all the irrelevant people left, Rong Shi let go of the handle of the knife.

He walked forward and stopped in front of Jing Huai.

The distance between the two people is extremely close, when Rong Shi raised his eyes,

Looking at Jing Huai, there is a bit of inexplicable meaning in the eyes.

His body moved forward slightly, and his lips were close to Jing Huai's ear: "There is no one now, what do you want to say, brother?"

Getting very close, the breath of the other party enveloped them.

Although it was faint, Jing Huai could smell it.

The fragrance of peach blossom wine is exchanged for the warm fragrance of rouge powder...

Only when he was entangled in the East Palace, Rong Shi didn't have these smells on his body.

Jing Huai's throat moved slightly, but when he opened his mouth, he said, "Did Your Highness go to Hualou just now?"

After talking about Jing Huai, he also realized that something was wrong.

There are many places where there are wine and women, there are flower houses, but there are also song and dance workshops, wine shops, and noble family banquets.

Rong Shi didn't expect this question, and was stunned for a moment.

He slightly distanced himself from Jing Huai, his eyes fell on his face.

After a long silence, Rong Shi slightly curled his lips: "It's none of my brother's business, right? In other words, is my brother jealous?"

Jing Huai raised his eyelids, looked at Rong Shi: "Yes."

The room was silent.

Rong Shi's calm eyes suddenly set off a dark surge.

He took a few steps back abruptly, his eyes fixed on Jing Huai.

Jing Huai stepped forward and approached him, and asked in a low voice: "So, can Your Highness tell me where His Highness went just now?"

Rong Shi and him looked at each other for a moment, then smiled softly, the smile couldn't tell the truth from the fake, but there was a sense of arrogance in his eyes: "Why should I tell you? I will tell you as soon as you ask? Brother is Isn't it too self-righteous?"

Jing Huai subconsciously wanted to deny it, but he couldn't say it.

He really thought just now that when he asked, Rong Shi would explain.

Seeing his silence, Rong Shi narrowed his eyes slightly, raising an upward arc: "But it's okay, who made me like you? I've always been tolerant of people I like."

Jing Huai suddenly asked: "Who did you like before?"

Rong Shi laughed in a low voice, and said: "I'm very happy that my brother is jealous like this. Although I didn't go to Hualou just now, I don't mind going there for real. No matter how jealous I am, what do you think?"

Jing Huai frowned suddenly: "You are not allowed to go."

Rong Shi stared at him quietly, with a strange expression on his face.He said softly: "My brother's appearance really makes me happy."

A bad premonition suddenly appeared in Jing Huai's heart.

With Rong Shi's madness, it seems that Chang can really do this kind of thing - to provoke others in order to make him jealous.

He quickly grabbed Rong

His hand at the time, the tone carried the anger: "I said, don't go."

Rongshi stroked Jing Huai's eyebrows with the other hand, feeling the wrinkled touch, and felt a subtle excitement and joy in his heart.

He said: "It's true that the more emotional I am, the more I like it."

Jing Huai was startled when he heard that, subconsciously grabbed Rong Shi's other hand, and then stared at him closely, frowning into a word "Chuan".

Seeing Jing Huai's nervous appearance, Rong Shi smiled again: "Then brother, tell me, do you like me?"

Jing Huai immediately said: "Yes, I like you."

"But I can't feel it." Rong Shi tilted his head slightly, with a naive and innocent expression, "Brother pushed me away so many times, it was all a sign of dislike, and now he suddenly says he likes it, I can't feel it at all. It makes me happy when my brother is jealous."

Jing Huai's mood was not calm, and he fluctuated violently: "It's my fault. I just did something to make you sad. You can treat me whatever you want, but this is between the two of us, why bother to provoke me?" other people?"

"But I just want to provoke others, what can I do besides being jealous?"

"Rongshi!" Jing Huai lowered his voice, and called out his full name word by word, with suppressed helplessness and anger.

When Rong Shi looked at him like this, there was a strange look in his eyes.

"My brother called me by my name for the first time, and I liked it too."

Jing Huai's brows slightly relaxed, and he coaxed him slowly: "If you like it, I will call every day from now on."

"That won't work." Rong Shi refused, "If my brother usually calls me that, it won't have that taste when he really gets angry. What I like is not a name, but the emotion that my brother has because of me."

Jing Huai took a deep breath and told himself to calm down.

Rongshi is obviously not a rational person, he has to be rational.

He looked at Rong Shi, his eyes lowered a little, and then he noticed that there were red marks on Rong Shi's two wrists.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Jing Huai immediately let go of his hand, frowning again, his tone full of distress and self-blame.

While rubbing the red mark lightly, he asked in a gentle voice, "Does it hurt?"

Rong Shi stared at him blankly, then suddenly lowered his head.

Jing Huai was startled and slightly flustered.

Not long ago, in the East Palace, when Rong Shi lowered his head to hide his expression like this, he once

shed tears.

When Jing Huai reached out to touch Rong's face, it was only cool but not moist.

He breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and pulled Rong Shi into his arms, patting his back lightly.

Rongshi was wrapped by Jing Huai's breath, and a warm feeling welled up in his eyes.

He buried his head into Jing Huai's chest, and gently sniffed the smell on Jing Huai's clothes.

The faint fragrance pours into the heart along the senses.

"Did you just say that I can do anything to you?"

Jing Huai replied seriously: "Yes, as long as it makes you happy."

Rong Shi thought for a while, then climbed up Jing Huai's face with his fingers, and then pressed his lips against it.

This kiss was raw and pure, but Jing Huai was as passionate as before.

He suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and kissed quietly and tenderly while cooperating with Rong Shi.

Rong Shi blinked, and then lightly took a bite of Jing Huai.

A slight tingling sensation came, Jing Huai raised his hand and rubbed Rong Shi's head.

There were faint tooth marks on Jing Huai's lips, but the skin was not broken.

"I want to bite it, but I can't bear it." After parting, Rong Shi's fingers stroked the tooth marks on Jing Huai's lips, and murmured.

Hearing this, Jing Huai leaned forward to kiss his lips again, and then took a light bite, rubbing the tooth marks: "I don't want to part with it either."