Beauty is sick

It's very comfortable, can you feel uncomfortable in the hot spring?

The taste is really good, after all, it is the dish of Pinxianglou.

treat...

Pei Zhe sat up suddenly, he couldn't make up anymore.

The words that Jin Lingjiu said before leaving had obvious hints, bold and blatant, and it was more irritating than when he didn't speak human words. What is "thank you for his hospitality"?

After thinking about it, Pei Zhe confirmed that it is impossible for Jinling Jiu not to know who prepared the hot springs and dishes. This guy can pull out dozens of Jiulian rings if he pulls out his fancy intestines. With Lin Jingkong's little thought that is full of flaws, he is probably looking for the door. It was time for him to see through.

So Jinling Jiu came here on purpose today.

So the last sentence he said to himself on purpose.

Pei Zhe was injured on his foot, and it was inconvenient for him to ride a horse. Lin Jingkong had planned to let him stay overnight. He watched Jin Lingjiu walk away leisurely after saying those specious words. It took him a long time to recover, and he followed the maid to prepare nice room.

It has been half an hour now, and he still hasn't fallen asleep.

The window paper was pasted twice, and only a little moonlight let in, like the frost in early spring, which reminds people of Jin Lingjiu's face that melts when he smiles, as well as his collarbone, chest, hands... Pei Zhe Take a deep breath and stop your associations.

Tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep, he simply put on his clothes and went down to the ground. The sensation in his feet has not recovered, and it doesn't hurt to walk.

Pei Zhe pursed his lips, pushed open the window, let the wind outside blow away the absurd thoughts he shouldn't have, and carefully recalled what Jin Lingjiu said tonight.

Jin Lingjiu wasn't a personality who would lie to people about business matters. Since he said he had mentioned clues, he must have mentioned them.

Pei Zhe rubbed the center of his brows, thinking that he had to quickly solve the puzzle given by Jin Lingjiu. This man has a bad temper. He might be thinking about it when he told the clues, and he might even laugh at him in his heart. The clues were all delivered to his door. I haven't found it yet.

The outskirts of the city are quiet, you can't even hear the sound of the clock in the city, I don't know what time it is, the plum tree in the yard is budding, every time the wind blows, it shakes twice, and there is a lot of light and shadow under the eaves.

He said so many things in total, but he didn't see anything wrong. He was not a roundworm in Jin Lingjiu's stomach. He guessed right. The more Pei Zhe thought about it, the more bored he became. He closed the window and climbed onto the bed, and sat leaning against the head of the bed Upright, he spread out his right hand with a serious face, and looked carefully at his palm.

Not long ago, he held Jinling Jiu with this hand.

There was a layer of thin calluses on his hand, which was not exactly the same as the book calluses on the hands of scholars. Pei Zhe's index and middle fingers were especially thick. After soaking for too long, the calluses were not so hard. He raised his hand and touched it with his fingertips. The lower lip has a different touch from the one posted by Jinling Jiu.

Pei Zhe didn't believe in evil, and put the back of his hand on his lips, and then his arms. He even lifted up his trousers, put his lips on his knees, and touched them, feeling the feeling when touched.

After a while, Pei Zhetian tidied up his clothes and had to admit the fact that his own touch was different from Jin Lingjiu's when he touched him, as if something was missing.

He recalled the feeling of being held by Jin Lingjiu in his hands, those hands were different from his, smooth and delicate, even slipperier than the hands of a little lady, enveloping him together with the warm spring water, making his heart full of desire.

It's like a moon in mid-spring, and the temperature is still low.

The quilts were piled up together, Pei Zhe propped up on the bed with one hand, half bent over, not pressing all the weight down, the long hair he wiped was still a little wet, scattered on his back, and some slipped from his shoulders, laying on the bed. on the bed.

There is a stove in the room, which is the same as the hot spring side. After it is fully burned, there is a faint fragrance lingering.

He felt a touch that wasn't too warm, swaying on his chest, the hot air he exhaled was entwined, and was sent back between his lips and teeth, his movements were gentle, as if leading someone into a spring boudoir, weaving a beautiful scene dream of.

Shoulder to shoulder, chest to chest, gradually becoming intimate.

He looked up while panting, and there was a thick fog in front of him, only a pair of blurred eyebrows and eyes could be seen, which were somewhat familiar, and the name seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get it out.

Until Huanyu rushed to the top of his head, there was a thunderbolt, and the sky was bright, Pei Zhe suddenly came back to his senses, and at the same time saw the face clearly, he suddenly panicked: "Jinling Nine?!"

Pei was sweating all over, and when he woke up, his eyes were full of panic. He lay flat on the bed, and it took him a long time to calm down.The strangeness under him reminded him of what had happened. The moment he came to his senses, he froze, his head was buzzing, and he couldn't think.

The window was opened for some reason, and the cold wind made Pei Zhe tremble, his eyes were complicated, and there was a hint of disbelief, and he reached down with his hand coldly, and when he touched the strange thing under him, his face became even uglier, damn it!

It turned out that it was really a dream, or a dream of killing a thousand swords!

Should it be brought out?

Pei Zhe frowned, and tried to move his hands. He had never encountered such a thing, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"You finally woke up."

Pei Zhe was startled suddenly, the hairs on his back stood up, he tightened his hands in a hurry, his face turned pale from the pain: "Hiss!"

"What, did you have a nightmare? You called me just now, you must have been frightened by me." Jin Lingjiu stood beside the bed and said softly.

Because of the pain and tension, the place has been subdued. Pei folded his forehead with twitching veins, propped his body up and sat up from the bed, and looked coldly at the uninvited guest by the bed: "Why are you here? Didn't you go away?" ?”

I don't know how much Jin Lingjiu has watched what happened just now. When he thinks of what Jin Lingjiu said just now, he has an urge to kill and silence.

"I came here on purpose to save you." Jin Lingjiu's voice was very soft, with a hint of coldness, "After I left here, I met a group of masked men on the way to the city. Come on, I am afraid that something will happen to you, so I turned back."

Pei Zhe's heart shuddered: "The masked man? Where did he come from?"

Jin Lingjiu: "Looking at the number of moves, it should be the killers in the Jianghu. There are still a few of them who haven't done it. I don't know if they are part of the same group."

"People from the Jianghu...have you fought?" Pei Zhe got off the bed and looked Jin Lingjiu up and down, "Are you injured?"

He didn't know how Jinling Jiu's martial arts were, and there was no mention of it in the many rumors of Jinling Jiu.

Jin Lingjiu shook his head: "I'm not injured, just happened to meet Zuo Ping looking for me on the road, so I asked him to hold those people back for a while, and then I'll let you know, I broke in through the window in a hurry, forgive me."

Pei Zhe took a closer look and found that the window was really broken in. The window was not open, but was taken down directly. The thunder on the ground in the dream probably had something to do with the window.

Then was the face he saw at that time a dream, or the real Jinling Jiu?

Seeing him lost in thought, Jin Lingjiu raised his hand and waved in front of his eyes: "Lord Pei?"

"It's okay, break it down casually, it's not my house anyway." Pei Zhe waved his hand generously, quickly grabbed the clothes and put them on, "Can Zuo Ping stop them? How much time do we have? Do we have to run away quickly?" gone?"

Jin Lingjiu saw that he tidied himself up neatly, and he didn't panic at all. On the contrary, he could not hide his excitement, and he was a little dazed for a while: "Aren't you afraid?"

Pei Zhe was surprised: "What are you afraid of?"

After confirming that his expression was not fake, Jin Lingjiu was a little tired: "Those people are here to kill you, and you can't resist it with your own strength. This is a terrible thing."

Pei Zhe was silent for a while, and asked, "How many assassinations have you encountered?"

Jin Lingjiu made a conservative estimate and gave a rough figure.

Pei Zhe smiled slightly, rolled his sleeves up to his elbows, and said with a cold and wild smile, "I'm three times your size."

After leaving the house, wading through the bright moon and the night wind, he left the house all the way and headed towards Huaizhou City.

Pei Zhe stroked the mane on the horse's neck, and said with emotion: "That guy Lin Jingkong did a good job."

Jin Lingjiu hadn't recovered from the topic just now, and followed Pei Zhe step by step, with complicated emotions in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Pei Zhe gave him a push: "Get on the horse."

Jin Lingjiu turned on his horse neatly, and waited until his back was attached to his body, then he struggled as if he had just woken up from a dream. A pair of arms came around his body, grabbed the reins tightly, and said "tsk" impatiently: "Don't mess around."

As soon as the words fell, Pei Zhe gently pinched the horse's belly with his legs: "Drive!"

Huaizhou City couldn't find a second horse for the best bloody horse in the commanding army, and it didn't show any difficulty carrying two big men on its back, so it ran quickly to Huaizhou City.

The two were close to each other, and Jin Lingjiu was still not used to being so close to others. He took a deep breath, and secretly warned himself not to be impulsive. He reminded himself: "If you go on this road, you will still be in trouble." If you haven't arrived in Huaizhou City, you will meet those masked people."

"I know." Pei Zhe lazily replied, "Don't be so stiff, be good, lean into my arms, you are blocking my way."

Jinling Nine: "..."

Being on the obviously weak side, Jin Lingjiu felt uncomfortable all over: "Don't you want to run away, why send it in front of the enemy?"

Pei Zheyu was surprised: "Didn't I tell you, I like to run backwards, don't sit so upright, I'm a little shorter, I can't see the road, hey, I'm going to hit a tree!"

Forced to do nothing, Jin Lingjiu arched his back slightly, and nestled himself into Pei Zhe's arms expressionlessly.

Pei Zhe's satisfied voice brushed past his ears, and he seemed to have whistled, and said with a teasing smile: "That's right."

When approaching Huaizhou City, he heard the sound of fighting not far away. Jin Lingjiu had already calmed down, and said in a deep voice, "You already knew what was going to happen, didn't you?"

Pei Zhe seemed unable to hear his sullenness, and snorted softly: "No, I didn't know that Jiu Gongzi would come to rescue me."

The implication is that he knew that the group of assassins would come.

Pei Zhe pulled the rein with both hands to stop the horse, then took out the signal flare that had been prepared from his sleeve and fired it.

Crimson flames exploded in the night sky, attracting the attention of both fighting parties.

Zuo Ping and Mu Jiao quickly broke away from the battle, and came to Jin Lingjiu with their toes on the ground.

"Ninth Master."

"Brother!"

Sitting on a horse would be much taller. Pei Zhe looked down at the two of them, and his eyes stopped on Mu Jiao: "You still have a junior sister?"

Jin Lingjiu replied vaguely, without further explanation, he was still angry about riding the horse, and didn't want to talk to Pei Zhe, so he brushed his arm away from his side and got off the horse.

Pei Zhe was not annoyed, and followed down, smacking his ass, making him run away.

Jin Lingjiu looked up at him.

Pei Zhe spread his hands: "That horse belongs to Lin Jingkong, it is a good horse, if it gets hurt, I can't afford it."

There are a lot of assassins, nearly twenty of them, besieging them.

Pei Zhe glanced at it, and pointed out: "These skills are pretty good. No one was injured when I met the people around Jiu Gongzi."

Since Zuo Ping and this woman were able to contain them, their martial arts must be much higher than theirs, and there must be something strange about them without any casualties.

Jin Lingjiu didn't feel the slightest embarrassment of being exposed, and calmly said: "Just after the new year, I am the first floor in the world not to kill."

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calculating each other.