I ran away after slacking my apprentice

It's fine for ordinary couples to rub each other's ears, it adds a bit of fun, but the problem is that Ning Jiwei and Murong Yan can't accept being husband and wife at all.

two big men...

What a deal!

"I..." Ning Ji's breathing became chaotic.

He really couldn't look directly at Murong Yan, and was thinking of some excuse to reject this matter reasonably, but Murong Yan didn't care, and thought that what he hadn't said was all refusal.

Murong Yan bit the side of Ning Jiwei's neck like a punishment, and sucked it gently, as if he was tasting something delicious.

The thin skin on the side of the neck trembled slightly under Murong Yan's lips, and the lewd water glowed, leaving a dark trace.

Ning Jiwei clenched his fingertips even tighter, his brain was running fast, and suddenly he said, "I'm uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable?" Murong Yan stopped his movements as expected, he pressed Ning Jiwei's shoulder with one hand, and leaned down with the other, worryingly said: "Where is the discomfort?"

"You!" Ning Ji's face burned even redder, and the unexpected contact made him angry.

He suddenly patted Murong Yan's hand away.

calm!calm!This guy is the core figure after all, if he is killed, the dungeon will be impossible!

"Brother Ning..." Murong Yan was a little astonished, seeing that Ning Ji slightly pushed himself away and moved to the corner of the bed.

After being far enough away from Murong Yan, Ning Jiwei stopped, but his body trembled slightly, he didn't know whether it was from shame or anger.

"Is it because I didn't do well?" Murong Yan frowned, his stunning face looked very pitiful.

"No..." Ning Ji heaved a sigh of relief, and it was good to keep this distance, otherwise Murong Yan would take a step closer, and it would be difficult for him to be sure whether he would not be able to resist beating him up.

"It's just that I'm really uncomfortable, so be it."

Even though Ning Jiwei said so, he didn't have the slightest bit of distressed expression on his face, he didn't even pretend to pretend, instead his face was full of frost.

Murong Yan was not quite reconciled, "It was last night..."

"Shut up!" Ning Ji shouted slightly.After finishing speaking, he felt that something was wrong, seeing Murong Yan's brows were almost knotted, he couldn't help but read the plot silently for a dozen times, then he slowed down his tone, and said, "Go to sleep."

"But I..." Murong Yan quietly took a look at the distance between him and Ning Jiwei, it was too far, the bed was so small, Ning Jiwei almost occupied both ends of the bed with him.

"Brother Ning." Murong Yan faced Ning Jiwei's cold gaze, slowly moved closer, pulled Ning Jiwei's clothes, and blinked, "Since Brother Ning is feeling uncomfortable, then I won't do it tonight. .”

Ning heaved a sigh of relief, before the breath was exhausted, Murong Yan took the opportunity to embrace his shoulders, and took him to lie down on the bed.

Murong Yan rubbed Ning Jiwei's nose in satisfaction, and met Ning Jiwei's eyes, "But... I'm not used to being so far away from you, I'll sleep with you in my arms, I promise I won't do anything else."

"No..." Before he could finish his refusal, Ning Jiwei saw Murong Yan closed his eyes, obviously there was no room for Ning Jiwei to refuse.

This brat!Ning squeezed his fingertips slightly, and the condensed spiritual power gathered and dispersed.

But...he looked at Murong Yan's quiet face, but he still didn't make a move.

So, thanks to Murong Yan's blessing, Ning Jiwei didn't sleep all night, he just closed his eyes in vain, and when he opened his eyes again, it was almost dusk.

There was a knock on the door outside the house, Murong Yan was awakened by the sound, subconsciously pressed Ning Ji slightly in his arms, and rubbed the top of his head, after smelling the fragrance of his heart, Murong Yan got out of bed in a daze .

Ning Jiwei: ...

The conversation outside the door was very soft, probably because he was afraid of disturbing Ning Jiwei, but Ning Jiwei didn't sleep well after all, it didn't matter if it was noisy or not, so he got out of bed resolutely.

"The foreman has seen the stage today and said there is nothing wrong with it. The show will start tomorrow. Will Brother Murong be there then?" The one who said this was the villager from yesterday, named Liu Bo, who looked young, about ten Five or six years old.

"I won't go, the one at home doesn't like to listen to opera..."

Just as he was talking, Ning Ji slightly opened the door, he could vaguely hear words like "stage", and he felt that the stage was weird, and he probably had something to do with the big monster, so he interjected and asked: "Do you want to see the stage?" Do you want to go to a play?"

"Mr. Ning." Seeing him coming out, Liu Bo nodded respectfully, and said, "I just said a few days ago that a theater troupe passed by our village and said that they wanted to stay in the village for a while. Singing."

"The village worked together to build a stage. No, the performance will start tomorrow. I'm here to invite Brother Murong to go."

Ning nodded in understanding, then turned to Murong Yan and said, "Aren't you going?"

"Go to the opera?" Murong Yan gave Ning Ji a strange look, "But brother Ning doesn't like to listen to the opera?"

"Oh..." Ning felt a little tired, but as far as searching for the scenes that appeared on the stage yesterday, he always felt that if he went to the stage tomorrow, he might be able to find some clues.

"It's okay, let's go together."

When Ning Jiwei said this, Xu stayed up all night, with some unknown sense of fatigue, listening a little casually.

But in Liu Bo's ears, that's not the case, he said: "Young Master Ning and Brother Murong have such a good relationship."

For the sake of Murong Yan, he was willing to give in to watch operas that he didn't like originally. Isn't this a good relationship?

Liu Bo wanted to say something else, but when he raised his eyes, he saw a faint dark mark on the side of Ning Jiwei's neck, which was...

Liu Bai watched his heart carefully, "Then it's settled, I have nothing to do, so I won't bother Young Master Ning and Brother Murong, I'll go first."

"Wait..." Before Murong Yan finished speaking, Liu Bai had already disappeared.

"Why are you running so fast?" Murong Yan shook his head suspiciously, then turned to look at Ning Jiwei.

Ning Ji lowered his eyes slightly, but he really didn't have much strength.

"Brother Ning, didn't you sleep well last night?" Murong Yan wrapped his arms around Ning Jiwei's shoulders.

Ning Jiwei suddenly stiffened, half of the drowsiness disappeared, only to hear a low but soft voice from above his head, "Then... shall I go to sleep with you for a while?"

"No need." Ning Jiwei turned his eyes away, and broke away from Murong Yan's embrace without a trace, "Go and get busy if you have something to do."

"I..." Murong Yan wanted to say it's okay, but Ning Jiwei stopped looking at him and went into the room instead.

That obvious refusal... Murong Yan looked at Ning Jiwei's back and frowned.

"That's all." Murong Yan said to himself, knowing that Ning could barely hear him, he still said in a low voice: "Brother Ning, please rest."

Without Murong Yan by his side, Ning Jiwei slept very comfortably, but for some reason, he still felt a little tired when he woke up.

He thought that he was in this dungeon, and he was probably disturbed by a great sorcery, but he didn't notice any abnormality when he was running the spiritual power in his body, so he had to give up.

The play was staged as scheduled, because Yuanhe Village hadn't had a troupe come here for a long time, the stage was crowded with people on the first day of the show, most of the people from the village came.

Murong Yan and Ning Jiwei sat not far from the stage. Although the high stage was not as crowded as the villagers, it was an excellent location, and it happened to be able to have a panoramic view of the entire stage.

The play was similar to what Ning Jiwei had seen before, and there was another rush of drumbeats, with Danjiao on the stage kneeling half-kneeling, weeping towards the king.

"Previous events have been decided, and life should be punished..."

Ning didn't understand drama at all, and he didn't understand what Na Danjiao said. He only felt that the scene was a tragedy. The concubine fell to the end of the city and died, and the king's love put the country first.

In the end... in the end it is difficult to stay together.

Halfway through the play, the villagers clapped their hands and applauded, but only one person reacted rather flatly amidst the applause.

The man sat in the front row in plain clothes, tapping his fingertips on the chair, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

He is watching the play on the stage, and he is also watching the people on the stage.

"This man..." Ning Jiwei's eyes fell on the plain suit, this man Ning Jiwei had seen in that picture before, but the back was very familiar, "A Yan, do you know him? "

"I don't know." Murong Yan followed Ning Jiwei's gaze, and said "Hey", "But I have never seen this person before. He is not from the village, how could he be here..."

Not from the village...

That's right!Since it is a true copy, there must be a story line. The people in Yuanhe Village all look the same, there is nothing to investigate, but this plain-colored person is different.

You can't even see his face, this person is too mysterious, he must be a big boss!

"Let's go." After the play finished, Ning Ji turned around slightly.

"Go home?" Murong Yan was a little puzzled.But Ning Jiwei didn't answer him, he just got off the high stage and walked to the back of the stage.

"Brother Ning, behind the stage is where the troupe lives, why are you going there?"

Ning Jiwei saw that Su Sui took advantage of the lack of people and turned into the stage, he raised his gaze, his eyes were indifferent, even a little cold, "Then why did that person go?"

After saying this, Ning Jiwei didn't speak again, thinking to follow that person to find out, maybe there is some secret behind that stage.

But Murong Yan stopped.

With a somewhat uncomfortable tone, he said, "Brother Ning, do you care about him so much?"

I have been watching from the beginning of the play to the middle of the play. It is not enough to watch half of the play. Now that the play is over, I have to follow someone to the back of the stage. Is it so important that I am just a stranger?

Since Ning paid little attention to that plain-colored person, he felt that Murong Yan was really long-winded.The man disappeared after turning into the stage, and if he didn't follow up, he would disappear!

At such a crucial decryption moment, what exactly is Murong Yan struggling with!

Ning Ji replied casually: "No."

"Brother Ning..." Murong Yan waited to say more, but Ning Jiwei became impatient, so he simply took Murong Yan's hand and led them to the back of the stage.

If it wasn't for Murong Yan being the central figure... Ning Ji endured it slightly, and the hand holding Murong Yan never let go.

That was the first time Ning Jiwei took the initiative to hold Murong Yan's hand.

Although it is only held in the wrist, it carries a heart-pounding heat.

It's hot……

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