The spring breeze is proud to enter the treasure building

"I'm insane, and I need to use this person as a bridge to wash my veins."

Naturally, Su Muhua could see the state of the painting knife, and he frowned upon hearing this.

Lu Jiuhan suddenly exerted his strength, jumped up from the bed as quickly as a leopard, and threw Su Muhua to the wall at once, and the next moment his fist was in front of Su Muhua.

Su Muhua leaned his back against the wall, Lu Jiuleng pressed his shoulders firmly, the warmth of his palm seeped into the fabric of his clothes.The expression on his face remained unchanged, and he looked at Lu Jiuhan momentarily, as if he wanted to see every muscle change on this man's face.

Lu Jiuhan's heart was on the verge of seeing him, and he wished he could be pulled into his arms, his face showed a cruel look, "Su Muhua, I'll get annoyed when I see you, so get away as far as I can, otherwise, I'll beat you up. "

Su Muhua smiled slightly, "You are really a murderer."

Lu Jiuhan's breath froze for a moment, and his fist suddenly hit Su Muhua's side, sinking three points into the wall. "You don't understand people's words, do you? Let's go. I'll be unlucky if I see you. How long do you want to harm me?"

There was a smile in Su Muhua's eyes, "Young Master Lu is not the owner of this place, so it would be presumptuous to issue an order to evict guests."

Before Su Muhua could stop smiling, Lu Jiuhan's arms suddenly tightened around him, firmly fixing him between his body and the wall, and his hand ran down his shoulder, touching it down.

"Master Su, your voice is very charming. Just listening to your voice, I can be hard."

He put his hand on Su Muhua's collarbone, slid down to his chest, and found the protruding breasts through his clothes.Su Muhua suddenly opened his eyes wide, his body trembled slightly, and he bit his lip forcefully.Lu Jiuleng lowered his body, and almost pressed it against Su Muhua's ear. The warm moisture penetrated into his ear like a snake, "Mr. Su, the color here is beautiful, like a peach blossom. I will never forget it next time."

Lu Jiu's hands were flirtatiously provocative through the thin cloth, Su Muhua pressed his hand, and the embarrassment was evident in his long and beautiful eyes. "Lu Jiu Leng! Enough!"

"Mr. Su, the roots of his ears are flushed, and he looks good when he is shy. People can't help but want to press him down and torture him."

Su Muhua's palm rested on Lu Jiuhan's neck, he didn't draw the knife, but the coldness in his eyes was like a blade's edge.

Lu Jiuhan raised his body and looked at him with an evil smile. "Master Su, you donate to me physically for the pleasure of the flesh, so why pretend to be serious?"

"Lu Jiuhan", Su Muhua looked at him quietly, and called him in an almost gentle voice for a while.

Lu Jiuhan and his body overlap each other, and the long-awaited breath is close at hand.

The palm wind blew across Lu Jiuhan's neck, causing a cramping and peeling pain, and the knife in his hand was like iron, and finally rested on his neck.

He didn't show mercy, Su Muhua was really not a gentle person.

"Lu Jiu is cold", completely different from the strength in his hands, there was no anger in Su Muhua's voice, it was as gentle as a small red clay stove cooking a pot of fragrant tea, and his faint smile was like the spring breeze blowing across the banks of willows.

"You don't have to drive me away. Since you know that I don't love you, I don't have any burden in my heart. I am not an opponent of drawing a knife, and I will not do things beyond my control. I don't have you in my heart, what have you become?" , I won’t be in pain.” He paused, “The two of you build a bridge to wash your veins, and you always need someone to take care of you. I will stay here for three days. Once the three days are over... Mr. Lu, whether you are Dead or alive...you and me, Bi Luo Huang Quan, will never see each other again."

When Lu Jiu heard him mentioning that Bi Luo Huang Quan would never see him again, his heart shook violently, and the bitter taste spread on the tip of his tongue.

Su Muhua pushed him away, his green shirt stood tall, his eyes proud, "I'm not trying to compensate you, it's just that you and I got to know each other once, for peace of mind, Mr. Lu, can you make it happen?"

Huadao's zhenqi is the same as that of Su Muhua, and it belongs to the Zhiyang lineage.The most suitable time to build a bridge and wash the pulse is the time when the yang in the world disappears and the yin grows.

Ying'er brought a rabbit in his mouth, Su Muhua washed and peeled it clean, stir-fried the rabbit meat over high heat, picked flower mushrooms from the valley and put them in a pot to braise in brown sauce.The bones and viscera are paired with bitter vegetables from the mountains to make a pot of slightly bitter soup.At the time of summer solstice, people's sense of taste is dull, this spoonful of soup is bitter in the mouth, but it is refreshing and sweet on the tip of the tongue after careful tasting.

Several people had eaten, and each lived in peace.

"It's time, come here if you want to abuse me." After a good night's sleep, Lu Jiulan lazily walked out of the room.

Huadao sat cross-legged and meditated, looking up at him.

Su Muhua paused holding the bamboo flute, a smile appeared on his lips.

Such a flamboyant and free-spirited Lu Jiuhan, even if his temper is a little bit bad, unreasonable, and domineering, who can really get angry with him?

The floating clouds are rolling, and the bright moon has reached the mid-heaven.

Lu Jiuhan walked towards Su Muhua, standing a step away from Su Muhua, Su Muhua looked at him with a smile.

Lu Jiuhan raised three fingers, "Three things, first, I don't allow anyone to hug me sideways, even if it's a corpse."

Su Muhua snorted, "Don't worry, Mr. Lu, I won't even touch you with a single finger."

Lu Jiulen bent one finger and said again, "Second, heal my wounds later, you can take off my clothes, but you are not allowed to take off your pants."

Liu Lise's eyes turned amazed, and she smiled slowly, "Didn't you drive me away?"

Lu Jiuhan cut off his words, bent his second finger, "Third, I'm petty and domineering...There's nothing good about me..."

Su Muhua pulled his collar, stuck to his ear and said, "Not only is there nothing good, you little bastard, you are really bad."

Lu Jiu's cold eyes lit up as his lips brushed the side of his face vaguely, as bright as a mouse who stole a jar of yellow-orange sesame oil.

The moonlight illuminates the two figures under the moon.

Huadao's eyes are red and bloody, and his upper body is naked, and the cyan flower-like imprint seems to grow together with the blood.He erected his palm, and put his palm on Lu Jiuhan's vest.

The zhenqi of Zhiyang seemed to have form and quality, rushing into his body like a hovering dragon.Lu Jiulen raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl, the short brown jacket on his body suddenly shattered, his energy surged like waves.

Hua Dao's hand internally induced vomiting, but after a while Lu Jiu was cold, he closed his eyes tightly and fell backwards.The cyan flower and vine imprint wrapped around his wheat-colored chest, and a pair of cyan sleeves stretched out, hugging him horizontally.

Hua Dao sat cross-legged, opened his eyes slightly, and said coldly, "Didn't he not allow you to hug him sideways?"

Su Muhua stopped, turned his head and smiled, "I don't care about him!"

Lu Jiuhan's consciousness was already drowsy, and he felt in a trance that he was in a sand dune.

The sky was burning hot, and the outline of the shadow of the sun was almost invisible.

There is a stretch of yellow sand under his body, and the hot sand burns on his naked back.

The young man lying on his body was looking at him condescendingly. The man was only wearing a white jacket, the buttons of the jacket had been opened, and the thin cloth was completely wet with sweat, covering his perfect back.Sweat rolled down from his brows and eyelashes, and his slightly misty eyes were raised with a careless indulgence.

Lu Jiuhan knew that he was dreaming. He had once experienced the yellow sands of the desert with this person. The familiar scene was in his dream, and it was more beautiful than ever before.

Xiao Su... Lu Jiu's cold breath suddenly became hot, almost his entire chest was burning.

He reached out to hug that thin back, broke into his body, and galloped on him.

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