Fuck you

I saw a certain big bug with teeth and claws pierced through its wings by a sword and nailed to the bookshelf. Ming Yuegui, who was rushing over, bared his mouth and yelled.

The distance was too close, the dozen or so pairs of compound eyes of the worm were full of Ming Yuegui's frightened and distorted face, and he could even smell the earthy smell wafting from that big green mouth.

vomit! ! ! !

Mingyue is not afraid of anything in this life, but he is afraid of this ugly, hairy, and leggy bug. He forgot to say anything at the moment, and he also forgot that he was seriously injured just now, and he howled in pain for a long time .

He plunged into Xinghe's arms frantically, and then squeezed his buttocks under the creaking nest: "Get out of the way for me, why does Jiuzhongtian still have such a frightening thing? It's not a f*cking thing Order flytrap or something... let me go!! Fuck, don't pinch your head, let me go!!"

Xinghe's complexion changed in an instant, probably never before in such a situation, he forgot how to respond for a moment, and subconsciously clamped his arms, stuck Mingyue Gui's neck under the creaking hole, hanging his head and body on his sides.

Xinghe's face was ashen, and a little flushed, and it looked very strange with an indescribable expression: "Mingyuegui! Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey when you were a child?"

Mingyuegui put both hands together, pressing Xinghe's shoulders and pushing wildly, trying to pull his head out: "I'm so fucking big and you only caught my brain! Can you let me go! I'm going to be smothered to death by you! Pfft!"

Xinghe turned a deaf ear and tightened his arms.

Mingyue Gui's face turned purple, and her beautiful jaw was tense and tight.But what can he say?The road I chose, I have to fucking finish it on my knees! ! !

"Senior brother, if you don't let go..." Ming Yuegui stopped struggling and adjusted his posture, "I will hold you and never let go."

Saying so, he hangs the whole body on Xinghe's body, wraps his hands around Xinghe's waist and hugs him tightly, and his legs should follow the twisted Xinghe's legs, like a leech that catches someone and tries to suck it up.

Xinghe was stunned for a moment, and in just a split second, most of Mingyuegui's body had successfully hung on his body, her head was still turning back and forth restlessly behind her arms.

He froze for a while at a loss, and his eyes fell on Mingyue Gui's back collar which was messed up by the arching.

Most of the collar was torn apart, revealing a small thin back. Several scars had healed into dark brown scabs, extending into the depths of the robe. The originally fair skin was slightly reddened, looking soft and smooth.

The curled up fingers of his right hand pressed down on the flesh-pink scar on the palm, and a mysterious and unpredictable feeling came over him. Xinghe couldn't tell what it was like, just like the scars on the two of them suddenly had a tacit understanding. Even they have a certain intimacy with each other that no one else has.

Just like the first time the two met, the boy almost ran into his arms, with stubborn eyes and a forbearing expression, but he was holding a painting group wet with tears that he didn't want anyone to know.

Xinghe curled up his fingers, his heart softened instantly.

Mingyue Gui was still wiggling and yelling on purpose, his clothes were wrinkled and ugly by him, and there were still a few inconspicuous shoe prints left on his trouser legs.

In the past, Xinghe would never be able to bear it, not to mention hanging on him, even if he accidentally touched his clothes while walking, he would frown and be unhappy, and would never wear them again after taking them off.A sticky candy like Mingyuegui would absolutely mercilessly lock people up in the Demon Locking Tower and think about it.

Xinghe didn't know why he was like this. For the first time, he didn't feel much irritated, but unexpectedly calm.Like a big brother, he just patted Ming Yuegui's back lightly, didn't even kick off the legs that were hanging on his body all the time, just stood upright like this, and then let go of his arms to free his restless head come out.

The rescued Mingyue Gui did not forget to hide away from the bookshelf, stepped back two or three steps to the side, and pointed at Xinghe in a rough voice: "cough cough cough—"

His face was flushed, there was a faint glimmer of water in his eyes, the streamer of his hair slanted to his chest, and his hair covered his shoulders, and with the messy clothes that were torn, those who didn't know it thought Xinghe had done something to him that was degrading thing.

Xinghe waited for him to finish coughing, then retracted the sword, and the monster regained its freedom, propping up one wing, flipping its belly on the ground and flapping it.

Mingyuegui shivered, and moved his finger pointing at Xinghe: "Get it away quickly, I won't blame you for pinching my head if I get it away, I just stay here honestly for the past few days and won't make trouble!"

With a hook of Xinghe's fingertip, the bug slowly floated up into the air, as if wrapped in an invisible big bubble.

"Are you afraid of bugs?" Xinghe looked at Mingyuegui, flicked his finger back casually, and the bug was pushed out along the hollow of the carved window. The fat body struggled desperately, and the black compound eyes finally looked in. fall down.

Mingyue Guixin breathed out with lingering fear: "How is it possible? Didn't you see how ugly it is? I was so ugly."

Xinghe was noncommittal, paused, and walked towards him.

Ming Yue Gui raised his hand to block it: "What are you doing!"

The next moment, Xinghe pinched his fingers, pressed them down one by one into fists, pressed down, hooked and pulled with the other hand, and said coldly under Mingyuegui's blank gaze: "Turn around."

Just like when she was applying the medicine yesterday, the voice was like a magnet, Ming Yuegui didn't want to turn around, but her body carried out the command.

The sun has fallen all over the room, and the tiny floating dust in the air is a quiet taste.In front of him is the little Xinghe that he carved on the bookshelf as a prank, and Xinghe, the master of his prank, is standing behind him and quietly helping him tie his hair.

Mingyuegui suddenly calmed down, sniffing the light fragrance surrounding her body, and staring at her masterpiece with a good glance, she felt an indescribably wonderful feeling in her heart, as if the softest place was surrounded and protected, and she felt extremely at ease. up.

The face is too round, the eyes are crooked, the mouth is big, and there are freckles...

It was rare for Mingyuegui to be ashamed, tilting her head and whispering: "Well, I... really trembled, can I change it for you?"

"Shut up," Xinghe looked over his head at the wretched and ridiculous self on the bookshelf, "don't move around."

Ming Yuegui shut her mouth obediently, and obediently straightened her head.

Xinghe looked indifferent, and he didn't look like a person who could do these things, but his fingers were surprisingly dexterous. He just grabbed a few times like this, and the tied hair was even more beautiful than Mingyue Gui dressed up at Mingchen's full moon banquet.

"Senior brother, you are really skillful." Ming Yuegui suddenly poked Xinghe, "Can I promise you with my body?"