The young master has magical powers

There was mist in Que Wusheng's eyes, and his lips were a pink color, which made him more delicate, but it didn't have the powdery smell of a woman.

Yan Zizai looked at Que Wusheng's helpless eyes, and hurriedly sat beside Que Wusheng. He just wanted to comfort Que Wusheng, but when he thought that Que Wusheng couldn't hear him, he spread Que Wusheng's hand and wrote on it: It's okay, I'm here.

This time, write it once, and you will know what it means without a sound.

Even before he finished writing, Que Wusheng knew what Yan Zizai wanted to say. Inexplicably, his heart gradually calmed down, and there were no more chaotic voices in his ears, as if he had calmed down all at once.

Que Wusheng finally understood the importance of Yan Zizai.

Perhaps, it was really Yan Zizai's kiss that allowed him to hear the voice.

Que silently looked up at him. Compared to him, Yan Zizai had wheat-colored skin, a straight nose, and thin lips.

He looks a little flirtatious when he doesn't speak, but once he smiles, the corners of his mouth curl up and his eyes show a smile, it gives people a feeling of spring.

Yan Zizai is also a very strange person. When he is angry, he is murderous, and when he is happy, he looks like a big boy next door.

Sometimes, Que Wusheng didn't know what kind of person Yan Zizai was, Que Wusheng only knew that this person would not harm him.

Que said silently: "Kiss me..."

Yan Zizai blinked, what?Que Wusheng didn't even know what he was talking about.

Que Wusheng still said: "Kiss me..."

Yan Zizai looked at Que Wusheng, wanting to see his heart from his eyes.

Que Wusheng looked weak, but his eyes were clear, and he spoke from the bottom of his heart.

Then Yan Zizai was impolite, he was naturally happy that such a good thing came to his door.However, Yan Zizai still wrote in Que Wusheng's hands: I... really kissed?

My palms are still itchy, and my heart is also itchy.

After Que Wusheng knew the meaning in his hand, he grabbed Yan Zizai's collar and kissed him...

At this moment, what Yan Zizai was thinking was, was he forced to kiss again?Wait, why did he say again?

Thinking about being in the underground palace, Que silently took the initiative, but now...it's the same?

Even Yan Zizai felt that he was too mother-in-law.But... what he was facing was Que Wusheng, he didn't want to be abrupt... so... he seemed like a mother-in-law.

Sometimes, I cherish the things I really love so much, and I am willing to restrain my arrogance, and only want to give the best to the other party.

Que Wusheng's kiss was still so gentle, even more gentle, Yan Zizai knew that it might be because Que Wusheng was not in good health.

Although Yan Zizai took the initiative, he was also very gentle. He was afraid of hurting Que Wusheng. In front of Que Wusheng, he had a thousand fears.

After the kiss was over, Yan Zizai said, "Is it uncomfortable?" He just hugged Que Wusheng while Que Wusheng was lying in his arms like a boneless baby.

Magpie said silently: "A little bit."

But the tone was happy. He found that after kissing Yan Zizai, he could hear people talking. This...is really strange.

Yan Zizai also noticed that Que Wusheng seemed to be able to hear the voice, and couldn't help laughing: "Haha, it seems that my kiss is a good medicine."

After finishing speaking, Yan Zizai was stunned, and asked in disbelief: "Could it be...it's really because of my kiss?" After speaking, he touched his lips. It is really hard to imagine when he will have this function.

Que silently nodded and said: "It should have something to do with the kiss, but I don't know if it's only your kiss, or only the kiss..."

After hearing this, Yan Zi frowned and squinted his eyes and asked, "What does this mean..."

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Ziruo was arrested by Yan Zizai and taken into his room.

Yan Ziruo yawned: "Brother, what are you doing? There is nothing serious about Brother Wusheng, just take the medicine on time every day, I am studying Qianzhen."

This thousand needles is a mixture of weapons and poisons that has been lost for a long time, and there is no way to detoxify it. This...is really exciting.

Yan Zizai's expression was solemn: "I've come to you this time because I have something very important to discuss with you, and it has something to do with Ah Que's body."

It was rare for Yan Zizai to have such a dignified expression, and Yan Ziruo was taken aback, so he asked obediently, "What's the matter?"

What Yan Zizai wanted to say, he swallowed it again, and dragged Yan Ziruo to Que Wusheng's bedside, Yan Zizai said: "Ah Que, he... can't hear..."

Yan Ziruo said with a smile: "I already knew about this, only my elder brother is so stupid to find out, but I can see the silent pulse, in fact Tingli should have no problem, I'm afraid it still has something to do with physical factors."

Yan Zizai endured not to beat Yan Ziruo, even though Yan Ziruo said he was stupid, Yan Zizai just continued: "Don't interrupt, although he can't hear, but after I kissed him, he can hear."

Yan Ziruo widened his eyes and gasped, pointing at Yan Zizai, seeing Yan Zizai staring at him, pointing at Que silently.

Que Wusheng felt strange, and asked: "What? Do you know the reason?"

Unexpectedly, Yan Ziruo said: "You guys have only just reached the kissing step. It's really...too slow, brother, why are you such a mother-in-law."

Yan Zizai finally couldn't bear it anymore, and patted Yan Ziruo's head: "Can you give me some clues!"

Yan Ziruo rubbed his head with tears in his eyes: "Why am I so unreliable, how can there be a kiss that can be heard by people in the world, it's never been heard before."

Yan Zizai looked at Que Wusheng suspiciously, Que Wusheng was also a little strange, but the truth was on him, and he didn't believe it himself, but it was like this.

Of course, Que Wusheng's ears are also a little red, and it still makes people a little shy to talk about the kiss.

Yan Ziruo asked again, "Brother Wusheng, how many times were you tricked into kissing in order to hear the voice?"

Yan Zizai narrowed his eyes, he was cheated by the kiss, okay?

Que said silently: "But, it is indeed like this... Is it really impossible for such a thing to happen in this world?"

Although Yan Zizai always threatens Yan Ziruo, Yan Ziruo still likes to tease Yan Zizai, although he has never succeeded in teasing Yan Zizai.However, Yan Ziruo would not play tricks on Que Wusheng.

Yan Ziruo said seriously: "Brother Wusheng, there is really no such thing. If there is, then there is only one possibility."

"What?" Que Wusheng and Yan Zizai said in unison.

Yan Ziruo took a deep breath and said, "Brother Wusheng, you probably don't have ear problems at all. Maybe it's because of some psychological reason that you can't hear the sound, but for some reason, you can hear it again."

Yan Zizai said: "Except for the first sentence, which is still useful, the rest is nothing to say."

Yan Ziruo shrugged: "I don't know what the reason is."

Que Wusheng thought for a while, and then asked: "Then... I want to know, will there be a situation where I can hear some voices but not others?" The sound of weapons was heard, but no human voice could be heard.

But hearing the sound of weapons was too unimaginable, that's all he could say.

Yan Ziruo shook his head: "From a real ear disease, it's impossible. Even if you're hard of hearing, if you can't hear, you can't hear at all."

Que silently stared at Yan Ziruo's pocket, which contained a silver needle. The reason why he can talk to Yan Zizai now is because he and Yan Zizai... kissed again...

Is it really my own psychological reasons?

Yan Ziruo looked at Que Wusheng's troubled look, and at Yan Zizai's worried look, suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and said with a smile: "Brother Wusheng, you can actually try, can you hear everyone's voice when you kiss... "Before I finished speaking, I was kicked out by Yan Zizai...

Yan Zizai looked back at Que Wusheng, and saw Que Wusheng's eagerness to try, Yan Zizai patted his forehead helplessly: "You don't really want to try, do you?"

Magpie silently nodded.

Magpie silently nodded!

Yan Zizai felt that he was going to explode in place, and wished he could strangle Yan Ziruo to death.However, if he wants to strangle Yan Ziruo to death later, he should settle the matter in front of him first: "Have you really decided?"

Que silently looked at Yan Zizai, and said, "I want to know, is it really you who have influenced me so deeply?"

He wanted to know, was it really because of Yan Zizai?

In fact, Que Wusheng has the answer in his heart.However, he doesn't trust himself a little... Is there really a person who can influence him like this?If there is, then I hope it is Yan Zizai.

Yan Zizai was also suffering in his heart, he naturally didn't want Que Wusheng to get close to other people, he could use ten thousand ways to make Que Wusheng confess that Yan Zizai was his most important person.However, this is not what Que Wusheng wants to know.

Many things can only be understood according to one's own thinking.

Yan Zizai reluctantly returned to Que Wusheng's side, gently rubbed Que Wusheng's hair, and did not speak for a long time.

Que Wusheng looked at Yan Zizai strangely: "You...why don't you speak?"

Que Wusheng tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked: "You don't want me to try?" Que Wusheng didn't quite understand this feeling, he didn't know what relationship he had with Yan Zizai.

Yan Zizai asked, "If...you saw me kissing someone else, how would you feel?"

Yan Zizai kissing someone else...?

Que Wusheng's heart tightened for no reason, and it hurt a little.

Yan Zizai continued: "My feeling is the same as your feeling."

Que silently clutched his chest: "How do you know how I feel?"

Yan Zizai kissed Que Wusheng's forehead: "I know, and I also believe that you feel the same as me."

Que Wusheng did not speak. If he had never heard the sound of weapons before, maybe he would not have made such a request, but thinking of the tightness in his chest, does Yan Zizai feel the same way?

Que Wusheng was in Yan Zizai's arms, feeling Yan Zizai's breath, and even heard his heartbeat, but gradually, these sounds disappeared, and it was the sound of weapons instead.

Hong Yao: Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry...

There seem to be thousands of voices in my head: who am I...where is this place...why am I here...

Que hugged his head silently, it hurt so much...