After wearing the book, the sickly junior brother always plots against me

It's his junior brother Changfeng again!

Liu An lifted his chin, put the tip of his nose against his, exerted a little strength, and breathed a small breath into his face: "You are not afraid of provoking me, and you are not afraid that I will kill you in front of you." him?"

"I die with him."

A few words that don't hurt or itch, but hit the heart directly.

Liu An didn't speak, just looked at him quietly like this, the hand on his waist was also secretly exerting force, a burst of random tugging, directly tore his clothes.

Liu An's rough fingertips just pressed against his waist and rubbed it carefully, feeling the resistance of every pore.

"The words of the dead are boring and not very fun."

He helped Hua Ming get up, gently brushed Hua Ming's cold earlobe with his lips, and smiled lazily: "Speak, say a few more words."

"Who knows which sentence will become the last words someday?"

He crossed his arms and leaned lazily against the edge of the bed. His long legs were also placed directly on the bed. He just watched Hua Ming's trembling hands resting on the bed, and his legs passed over his, from time to time. still next to his leg...

Well……

This time, he even sat up on his buttocks. He is so fragile and wonderful, but he has a tough body.

"Brother, it seems that you are not very good, do you want me?"

"How much to help senior brother?"

Liu An lazily closed his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, slightly bent his slender fingers, and nodded lightly twice: "In this world, there may be a few people who can help you. I'm the only one with a few."

"Think about it, isn't that the reason?"

Hua Ming didn't look at him, and when he got up tremblingly, he almost fell to the ground, and staggered towards Ji Changfeng, muttering: "Junior Brother Changfeng, Junior Brother Changfeng..."

Ji Changfeng's distressed eyes naturally fell on his bloody shoulder, and he noticed his messy hair and clothes, and his throat was hoarse and painful: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother..."

"Leave me alone, run, run!"

"You're going to die...you're going to die..."

"Liu An is a lunatic, he will torture you to death!"

But no matter how he yelled, Hua Ming just shook his head and walked towards him resolutely, with crystal clear tears dripping from his eyes: "Junior Brother Changfeng, you have suffered."

Liu An just watched them embrace each other silently, watching their shoulders touching shoulders, watching his heart weeping and sad for others, he just felt like a stick in his throat.

It seems that I am the most vicious existence...

Break up the original good brothers...

If it is vicious, it is vicious, and if it is obtained, it is good. As for the means used, why bother to pursue it?

Liu An's eyes became deeper and darker, like a cold sword poking into their backs, squeezing into their flesh and blood, always ready for a fatal blow.

"Brother, has he always treated you like this?"

Hua Ming shook his head, stretched out his hand, and caressed the scar on Ji Changfeng's face distressedly, and the tears of self-blame became more violent, but his voice was cold and firm: "One day, I will kill him!"

"Junior Brother Changfeng, I will take back all the grievances you have suffered!"

Ji Changfeng coughed violently twice, and spit out two mouthfuls of blood, which was stained on the torn clothes.

Hua Ming stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth distressedly, and his own hand was also stained with blood, but he didn't care, sobbing: "Junior Brother Changfeng, I'm useless, I'm useless..."

"Brother, you...you live well..."

"As long as you are alive, there is still hope for us towards Wushan..."

Hua Ming shook his head, looked at his bloody wrist again, hugged him tighter, and patted his back lightly: "I will never forget this bloody feud."

"I shouldn't have. It was I who led the wolf into the house."

"Wait for my revenge, I will definitely apologize with death!"

Hua Ming's eyes were cold, he straightened Ji Changfeng's clothes, then tore off the corners of his own clothes, and wrapped them gently around his injured wound.

Immediately, he turned his back again, clenched his fists, and walked towards Liu An step by step.

"I beg you……"

Three humble words, but he said them quite forcefully.

"I beg you, Liu An!"

Five words, five pleading words, but in a commanding tone, relying on his admiration, Hua Ming, Hua Ming, you really have the confidence.

Liu An lazily closed his eyes, bent his fingers slightly on his legs, and smiled with his bright red lips: "My good brother, who made you beg for help like this?"

"No sincerity!"

Hua Ming's fists clenched even tighter, wishing he could step forward and punch him, but the reality is cruel, people treat me like a fish.

He knelt beside Liu An's legs, and said without humility: "Let him go, I will obey you."

"Oh?" Liu An laughed even more wildly, stretched out a finger to pick up his chin, and kept moving his face closer to him.

A gust of wind came from nowhere, and it happened to lift their long hair, and the two's long hair was flying in the air, and they were also entangled in the air.

Liu An's smiling eyes just stared at his eyes, tasted the indifference in his eyes bit by bit, the humble figure of himself in the eyes, the rough fingertips fell on his lips, serious caressing the softness.

"Brother, you don't ask him!"

"Brother, don't beg him, leave me alone!"

"Brother, get up, get up..."

Ji Changfeng shouted anxiously, and spat out a big mouthful of blood again, his face was as pale as ash.

however……

What can I do if my throat is hoarse and I vomit blood?

Liu An smiled contemptuously, and said lazily, "Did you hear that, your Junior Brother Changfeng doesn't want you to bow down."

"Let him go, and I'll let you handle it."

Hua Ming knelt and moved to his lap expressionlessly, holding his head up: "As long as you promise, you can deal with me as you like."

Liu An picked up the long sword beside the bed, and used the scabbard to open his coat. The cold scabbard rested on his white shoulders: "Very white, white and monotonous."

"Brother, how about I add some color to you?"

Liu An stretched out his hand and smiled at him, Hua Ming put his hand on his with a blank expression.

With a little force, Liu An pulled him into his arms, and he sat firmly on his lap, the back of his head was forced forward by Liu An...

"I said earlier, you can't escape my palm."

"It's like this early, so how can I suffer?"

Liu An's palm rested on the back of his hand, gently, without any effort, and her chin was also gently pressed against his forehead...

Brother, from now on, the clouds will roll, the clouds will shiver, the moon will be bright and the moon will be dark, and I will accompany you in this wind and moon towards the Wushan Mountain...

Brother, follow me, you can lie to me...

Lie to me until I am old and die, and I am content...