Cultivation from entry to abandonment

At this moment, Shang Mingqian suddenly woke up.Those two people noticed that there seemed to be a little red light in his eyes, which was very faint and difficult to detect.At this time, he didn't pay much attention, one of them pulled Shang Mingqian's shoulder and wanted to pour wine into his mouth, but Shang Mingqian was uncharacteristically, smiled jokingly, and pushed him aside.The man was pushed away in an instant, and fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

"Ming Qian? What's wrong with you?" The man asked strangely.

Shang Mingqian sneered, and said lightly, "Don't bother me."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left with a flick of his sleeves, bringing a gust of cool wind, which was boundless.

Seeing the crescent moon hanging outside the window, Jiang Fuqing felt a little sleepy. He closed the door and was about to go to sleep, but Shang Mingqian suddenly walked over quickly from the door, leaned forward, pulled Jiang Fuqing's arm, and waved After closing the bedroom door, he said coldly, "You actually married him?"

Jiang Fuqing's arm hurt from being grabbed by him, he didn't know why, "Is there something wrong with you?"

Shang Mingqian pressed him to the door panel, grabbed his wrists together with one hand, then raised his head above his head, pressed his hand on Jiang Fuqing's shoulder, and pressed his thumb on the artery in his neck, gloomy Said: "Do you like being pressed so much? I'm not here these days, is he making you happy?"

Jiang Fuqing saw the red light surging in his eyes, which was as magnificent as blood, tossing and churning, and he vaguely felt that it seemed that the vicious and vicious Shang Mingqian had returned.His speech was weird, and he seemed to be split into two people. I don't know if he was acting or for some other reason.

That scorching gaze, like a raging flame, scorched every inch of the place he stared at.

"What's wrong with your brain?" Jiang Fuqing asked hesitantly.

"You still dare to scold?" Shang Mingqian pressed his thumb lightly, narrowed his eyes, and hooked the corners of his lips.Jiang Fuqing only felt that the airway was blocked, and he was almost out of breath. There were dizziness in front of his eyes, and he began to breathe quickly, and his body trembled majesticly.Shang Mingqian looked at him carefully, seemed to be extremely happy, and dropped his hand severely.

Jiang Fuqing felt a little lack of oxygen, supported the door panel and slid down slowly, and sat slumped on the ground, with a little water in his eyes.Shang Mingqian squatted down, gently lifted a strand of his hair to play with, and slowly traced his cold fingertips across his cheeks along the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, jokingly said: "Your clothes look good today."

After finishing speaking, he pinched his chin and bit his lip hard until a layer of blood was released from the bite.The smell of blood diffused in the mouth.Jiang Fuqing tried his best to push him away a little bit, a trace of fear smeared deep in his soul, deepening layer by layer, "Let go."

Shang Mingqian didn't give in, and didn't care about Jiang Fuqing's nails on his arm, he pushed him down to the ground, sniffing the fragrance of Jiang Fuqing's hair with the tip of his nose. scent of blood.

Jiang Fuqing remained silent, not daring to move, but just looked at him in shock.Shang Mingqian stretched out his fingers to pick up his belt, but was suddenly grabbed by Jiang Fuqing, and said in a trembling voice, "You can't do this..."

Shang Mingqian just glanced at him jokingly, lowered his head, blew softly in his ear, and said, "I want to."

Jiang Fuqing's ears were itchy, his back felt a little numb, and he stammered, "...you, you said—"

"It doesn't count at all." Shang Ming said coldly.

Jiang Fuqing was dumb for a moment, his heart was half cold.Not knowing where the strength came from, he pushed Shang Mingqian away fiercely, staggered and ran out of the house desperately.But he was quickly chased by Shang Mingqian. Shang Mingqian stood in front of him suspiciously and said, "How dare you run?"

"You lunatic! Crazy!" Jiang Fuqing trembled all over, with a thin layer of sweat all over his body, like a deer with nowhere to escape.

Shang Mingqian pursed his lips, raised his hand and slapped him on the face.Jiang Fuqing was beaten crookedly and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood foam from the side of his head, tears came out of his eyes, his eyes were reddish, and he hated and angry in his heart, but he didn't look away, staring at Shang Mingqian motionlessly.

Shang Mingqian lifted his collar, smiled sinisterly, and opened his loose clothes further, saying: "What? Now it's time to pretend to be noble? Anyway, it's not the first time."

You are just a toy.

No matter how beautiful the vase is, it can only be smashed when you want to, and it can be broken when you want to.

Jiang Fuqing just felt sick.

Inch by inch, every inch of the skin he touched was so disgusting, as if a caterpillar had crawled over it, cold and itchy.

He has no escape, no escape.

But the man in front of him seemed to like this pleasure quite a bit.

The sky was dim, and the flickering candles only cast mottled shadows on the cold and hard walls.

The next day, Jiang Fuqing got up from the bed, felt pain everywhere when he moved, clenched his fists, and wanted to punch the sleeping man.But after thinking about it, it seemed that he couldn't beat it again. It angered him, and I'm afraid the gain outweighed the loss.I had no choice but to swallow my anger, picked up the clothes next to me, got out of bed and put them on.

When passing the bronze mirror, he vaguely saw the marks of five fingers on his face and the indescribable red marks on his neck, frowned, and stood quietly in front of the bronze mirror for a quarter of an hour, motionless.

He almost thought that he could live in peace with Shang Mingqian forever.

But not like that.

Short-lived warmth is an illusion.

He also said "I, Shang Mingqian, will live up to you in this life".The hypocrisy is extremely extreme, but in just half a day, everything has changed.Thinking about it, I didn't say that to him, but just to put on a show in front of the guests.Anyway, he never believed it, not for a moment.

He is so useless.

He was a useless Omega when he was on Azure Star, and he is a useless cauldron here.

He hated himself more than he did now.

I didn't think much about it, so I had no choice but to open the door. Staying in the same room with him for a minute longer would make him more bored.He opened the door, but saw a servant girl standing at the door with hot water, as if she had already stood there.

The girl looked up at him, and found the imprint on his face at a glance. She opened her mouth wide in surprise, but she didn't say anything. She put the hot water on the table and ran out in a hurry, for fear of being offended.

Jiang Fuqing twisted up the veil, wiped it on his face, and then on his neck, over and over again, as if he wanted to wipe away all the sad traces.Scenes of last night kept flashing in my mind, remembering that touch...

Jiang Fuqing felt extremely nauseous, and felt retching, and grabbed the corner of the table, bent down, and frowned.

It took a while to calm down, put down the veil, turned around and went out the door.

For a quarter of an hour, I don't want to stay here any longer.

I just want to get out of here right now.

Although I don't know where I can go, I know that I can't stay here any longer.