Heartthrob collapsed today 2

In the curtain hole on the orangutan beach, the atmosphere is ambiguous.

But in the hospital of the Sun Moon God Sect, the injured Yang Yi was lying on the bed but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.He was thinking about his strange time travel, thinking about the various things he had done in the past few days after becoming Yang Lianting.

In the original "Swordsman" plot, Yang Lianting was Dongfang Bubai's favorite. Even in the later stage, Dongfang Bubai's joy was because of Yang Lianting, and Yang Lianting was worried about it.

Yang Lianting and Dongfang Bubai are two people tied together on the line of emotion.But Yang Yi knew that he was not the original Yang Lianting, and the Dongfang Bubai he knew was even more elusive than the Dongfang Bubai in the original book.

Yang Yi glanced at the sky outside the window, the floating clouds covered part of the moonlight, the moonlight was very heavy, and the time had gradually entered the night.

At this time, Dongfang Bubai should be with the man suspected of Linghu Chong, Yang Yi heard the conversation between the two outside the room during the day, not only that, the sound of the kiss was also transmitted to his eardrums.

Although Yang Yi didn't feel irritable because of this, his mood was still slightly affected after all.He originally thought that blocking the sword this time would bring his relationship with Dongfang Bubai closer, but he didn't expect that although the distance was closer than before, a third person came in halfway.

And Yang Yi could feel that Dongfang Bubai cared far more about that person than he did.

Thinking of this, Yang Yi raised his hand and touched the wound on his chest, through the wrapped white medical cloth, he could feel the pain in the wound.

The East is undefeated...

Yang Yi silently recited the name in his heart, the emotion in his eyes was obscure.

On the other side at the same moment, only Fu Zhenhong and Linghu Chong were in the space.

Linghu Chong's throat was extremely thirsty, and the heat wrapped in his palm gradually made his body temperature rise to the highest level.His other hand stroked Fu Zhenhong's reddish lips, his eyes became darker and darker.

Fu Zhenhong's thick and long eyelashes moved slightly, and she put her hands on Linghu Chong's shoulders, bent down, and kissed them actively. Humming swallowed into each other's breath.

Without hearing that the person he likes made a different voice because of him, Linghu Chong naturally wouldn't just let it go.His hand moved slowly from Fu Zhenhong's lips to the back of Fu Zhenhong's head, and his broad palm followed Fu Zhenhong's loose black hair all the way down, as if he was smoothing Fu Zhenhong's hair , and seemed to be tracing the lines of Fu Zhenhong's body in detail.

In the end, Linghu Chong's hand landed on Fu Zhenhong's back where the slightly sunken bone shape was, the delicate butterfly-like bone, and then pressed it lightly.

Fu Zhenhong's body trembled slightly, because of Linghu Chong's hand placed under his spine, and even more because of Linghu Chong's accelerated strength and light scraping of his fingertips in the hem of his clothes.

Linghu Chong smiled, "...Dongfang...I like the way you are now..." Linghu Chong's voice was extremely deep, but in fact he was almost at the limit of his patience.

Linghu Chong himself felt uncomfortable and bloated.And everything that followed was logical, at the moment when Linghu Chong supported Fu Zhenhong to press down, the two kissed together, so that the sound was hidden in the kiss between lips and teeth.

April is the season when grain rain falls, the wind at night is cool and gentle, and the stars in the sky are shining brightly.The bright moonlight shines into this curtain hole, and the air uses fireflies to dance, bringing dreamy light.

Fu Zhenhong's shadow in Linghu Chong overlapped and merged in the quiet moonlight. At the refraction of light and darkness, Fu Zhenhong's body was also slightly floating under Linghu Chong's movements.

Linghu Chong's black shattered hair hanging on his forehead was wet with thin sweat, his amber-colored pupils were imprinted with Fu Zhenhong's current appearance, as if fascinated, there was an incomparably hot light in his eyes.

"... Dongfang... Dongfang..." Linghu Chong called Fu Zhenhong's name over and over again, each time, his voice became lower and lower, deeper and hoarse, as if the voice was following the enthusiasm he entered. Will change.

Looking at the man who was close to Chi Chi, Linghu Chong felt that his heart was almost overflowing with affection, and he couldn't help but think of the first time he met Dongfang in the lake.

Perhaps at that time, when he saw a beauty in red turning her head from the water, his heart had already been moved.

Linghu Chong didn't believe in love at first sight, because he always believed that it was just an instinctive covetousness for beauty, and it couldn't be regarded as liking.

But when he really faced the East, he realized that when a person is extremely beautiful, no one can escape the spontaneous admiration in his heart.

Every part of Dongfang's body is attracting him.

Whether it's the careless laziness, the domineering look at the martial arts, or the inadvertent charm and tenderness.

All of these are integrated in the East and become the unique charm of the East.It left a strong mark in his heart.

He likes the East and wants to have him.

This comes from a man's possessiveness.

So at this moment, even though Linghu Chong wanted to restrain himself, his body's reaction could not deceive anyone. He hugged the man in front of him tightly with both hands, and put his chin on the man's shoulder. At this moment, his speed instinctively accelerated.

When he seemed to hurt Dongfang, Linghu Chong felt a pain on his cheek.It was Fu Zhenhong's hand that stroked Linghu Chong's cheek, cutting his skin.

A trace of blood spilled from Linghu Chong's cheek.

However, this faint smell of blood not only did not restrain Linghu Chong's attack, but it seemed that the thrill-seeking nerve in the man's bones was suddenly stimulated, making Linghu Chong's attack more violent, as if it was a contest.

Obviously, Linghu Chong wanted to hear a different whisper from Fu Zhenhong's lips.

Fu Zhenhong frowned, and slapped Linghu Chong's face with a slap. Fu Zhenhong didn't use much strength, so after hitting her down, she didn't cause any substantial damage to Linghu Chong.

But after all, Fu Zhenhong was not a weak and defenseless person, so she still left a red mark on Linghu Chong's face.

Fu Zhenhong is arrogant in himself, and coupled with his current status, Dongfang Bubai, the chief leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, is proud, so he naturally does not allow himself to be manipulated at will.

And Linghu Chong is not a master who follows the rules, he has a kind of wanton and unrestrained freedom in his nature. Putting aside his status as a senior brother of the Huashan School, Linghu Chong's character is more casual and free and easy.

So Linghu Chong took Fu Zhenhong's hand that cut his cheek with a nail, and then put it next to his mouth, biting the round jade fingertips.

As if admiring Fu Zhenhong's actions just now, Linghu Chong deliberately bit his teeth lightly with a bit of punishment, and at the same time, his offensive speed did not slow down at all.

Fu Zhenhong squinted her eyes, and submerged her finger into Linghu Chong's mouth, then stirred it.Both of them are so unwilling to show weakness and want to regain their sovereignty from each other.

The night outside the curtain hole gradually sank, and finally the only silvery moonlight left was also hidden in the darkness.However, although Xinghe hid, Fu Zhenhong and Linghu Chong in the curtain cave did not stop because of this.

The night of this night seemed to be very long, until the two people in the curtain cave hugged each other intimately.This night seemed to be very short, so short that before Linghu Chong and Fu Zhenhong had a heart-to-heart relationship, the sky had already turned white.

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the curtain hole in the morning, Fu Zhenhong opened his eyes. Linghu Chong was lying beside Fu Zhenhong, still asleep.

Fu Zhenhong glanced at Linghu Chong indifferently, then sat up.

At this time, Linghu Chong also woke up from his sleep. Seeing Fu Zhenhong straightening the slipped clothes, he also sat up.

Because of what happened last night, both of them inevitably suffered some injuries. Linghu Chong's back and chest had scratches of varying shades, and Fu Zhenhong's neck and collarbone also left many ambiguous marks.

The physique of martial arts practitioners is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and the degree of wound healing is also great. If you use internal strength to adjust your breath, those red marks that are not obvious can disappear in just one night.

But after the end of last night, Linghu Chong didn't use his internal energy to adjust his breath, and now he didn't plan to use it after waking up.It was also because of this that there was still a scar on his left cheek that was cut by Fu Zhenhong's nails.

However, this scar did not affect Linghu Chong's handsomeness, on the contrary, it added a kind of unruly and unruly attitude.

In one night, the obscene smell in the curtain hole had already dissipated, and the scent of flowers was blown in by the wind.

Linghu Chong stood up and tidied up his somewhat messy clothes, then picked up the wine jug on the ground that he and Fu Zhenhong drank to only a third, and hung it on his waist again.

After doing this, Linghu Chong walked up to Fu Zhenhong, and stretched out his hand to Fu Zhenhong.

Looking at Linghu Chong's open palm, Fu Zhenhong didn't put her hand on it, but stood up directly and said, "It's time to go."

Linghu Chong nodded, then as if he suddenly thought of something, he withdrew his hand and said to Fu Zhenhong, "Dongfang, wait for me." After saying that, Linghu Chong walked to a corner of the curtain hole, found a wooden box, Then I took out the contents of the wooden box and began to paint my face.

Fu Zhenhong looked at this scene and raised her eyebrows.

A few minutes later, Linghu Chong turned sideways, and his face changed into that of Jialiu of Zisha Hall that Fu Zhenhong saw at the birthday party.

Judging by Linghu Chong's posture, it is obvious that he still intends to stay in Heimuya as Jialiu.Fu Zhenhong wanted to laugh a little, and said something unclear: "I want to get some information from Zuo Tianyi's mouth, this goal should have been achieved, right?"

Although it was a questioning statement, Fu Zhenhong's tone was affirmative.

Linghu Chong was a little surprised when he heard this, obviously he didn't expect Fu Zhenhong to say that suddenly.

Fu Zhenhong said casually: "The person who pretended to be with you must have been idle last night."

Linghu Chong was silent. Indeed, he had an agreement with Tian Boguang. He was responsible for leading Dongfang away, and Tian Boguang, who was excellent in Qinggong, would do the rest.

"But, I still want to stay by your side." Linghu Chong said almost sighing.

This sentence is not adulterated.