A suffocating silence spread out wantonly, and the smile on the corner of the man's mouth was reflected in the boy's constricted pupils.

Zhao Nuanzhou looked at Li Mo's pale face, and unconsciously the corners of his mouth turned up into a smile, as if declaring ownership.As if he felt that the young man didn't hear clearly, he repeated it again, saying: "I am his man, this is enough."

Li Mo first looked at him in disbelief, then lowered his head, his shoulders began to tremble slightly.

At first, Zhao Nuanzhou thought that he was crying again, but it was not the case. When the young man raised his head, he found that the man was not crying but laughing.

Li Mo grinned and smiled heartily, as if he had heard the most ridiculous and absurd thing, his tears were almost drawn out by the laughter, and his body was trembling slightly.

"What nonsense are you talking about haha..." Li Mo pointed at the man and smiled, "If you are his man, then I will be his husband..."

Zhao Nuanzhou was furious, and was about to stretch out his palm, but thinking that Dongfang Bubai might blame himself, he resisted and took it back, gritted his teeth and said: "You are not, and I am indeed his husband. In this regard, you It doesn't matter if you admit it or not."

"It's just," he paused, frowning, "you can't think about him anymore."

Li Mo laughed and burst into tears, and was stretching out his hand to wipe it. Hearing Zhao Nuanzhou's decent words, he suddenly showed a somewhat terrified expression.

He rolled his eyes, and suddenly said submissively: "Yes, the master's husband is also the master, so I will naturally listen to you."

That appearance was really cute, but Zhao Nuanzhou felt that Li Mo's change didn't seem like resignation, but more like being stimulated and a little crazy.

He looked the boy up and down, and said again: "I know you treat him well, but you shouldn't be too strict."

Li Mo replied meekly, "Yes", with a submissive expression on his face.

Zhao Nuanzhou wanted to say something, but the recent injury made him feel a little overwhelmed, and there was an inexplicable tingling in his heart. He opened his mouth, but still didn't say a few words.

Forget it, seeing that Li Mo is also infatuated with Dongfang Bubai, although Zhao Nuanzhou has jealousy and anger in his heart, he will not really embarrass him, let alone kill him because of it.

Moreover, he is so weak that people have no desire to do it.

In the past, if Zhao Nuanzhou saw such a person, he would definitely feel pity. He is the opposite of Dongfang Bubai. Dongfang Bubai hates the weak, but he sympathizes with the weak.

This time, he was no exception. Apart from the hatred, he still felt a little pity for people like Li Mo.

But I don't know if this only trace of mercy will become a joke in the future.

The night is deep, the moon is gloomy, and the faint mist weaves a vague net, as if waiting for the prey to stumble and fall into the net.

Li Mo'an slept quietly on the bed. Now that Zhao Nuanzhou is Dongfang Bubai's servant, he naturally shares a room with this young man, but he doesn't want to share the bed with this man, and I believe that Li Mo also doesn't want to.

Several wounds on his body were aching, and he sat on the cold floor holding his breath until the pain had improved a little before getting up.

He wants to take Dongfang Bubai away, and he wants to go now, this idea is constantly rolling in his mind, but his current physical condition seems to not allow it.

Moreover, he has not coaxed Dongfang Bubai to listen to him, and he also knows that he will not be able to take Dongfang Bubai away if he knocks on the door hastily.

Zhu Mingsen's ring was two days after the birthday banquet, and he had to take Dongfang Bubai away before that.

Just thinking about how to coax his daughter-in-law well, a burst of drowsiness invaded the man's consciousness, and he fell asleep directly on the cold floor with his clothes on.

At the same time, Li Mo, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, observed carefully for a while, and then walked out of the bed holding his breath.

The sound of bare feet on the floor was barely audible, but he could hear his own heart beating.

And in his hand was a two-inch long iron nail.

His intuition told himself that he had to kill this man, as long as he killed this self-righteous man, maybe he could be with Dongfang Bubai for the rest of his life.

And this beautiful ideal cannot be destroyed by anyone, as long as someone wants to stop him and Dongfang Bubai, he will make this person feel uncomfortable.

The man sleeping on the floor moved his body, it seemed that he was not sleeping very well, but he didn't wake up but the boy was startled.

Li Mo pursed his lips, stopped in embarrassment, stood stiffly beside Zhao Nuanzhou, and waited for a moment for the man to breathe steadily before wiping off his cold sweat.

He stared at the man's sleeping face. It was a very handsome face, with enough charm, but there was a little, how to say... a little stiffness, which looked unnatural.

Mostly because men are not good at showing it.

Li Mo's heart was beating wildly, he leaned over and aimed the nail at the man's temple, forced his trembling hands to calm down, and then pushed forward with all his strength.

At the moment of lightning and flint, Zhao Nuanzhou opened his eyes, quickly grabbed the murder weapon, and at the same time firmly held down the young man who was about to kill him.

"Tsk, you have a bad heart." He unambiguously took off Li Mo's right hand, and that hand was hanging limply after a crisp sound, and the boy cried out in pain.

"How can a person like you deserve to stay by his side?" Zhao Nuanzhou sneered, "If you are stubborn, I will teach you a lesson this time."

Indeed, his actions were considered very light, he just took off one of Li Mo's right hands, but did not take his life.

After all, he didn't want Dongfang Invincible to be unhappy.

Li Mo choked with pain and said: "You will regret it, if you don't kill me, I will snatch him and let him be mine..."

There was another click, and Li Mo's left hand was also broken. The pain of the joint being removed pierced his heart, and his face was very ugly.

Zhao Nuanzhou raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "You are not worthy."

After all, he dropped the boy and left on his own.

The night was as black as water, and everything was extremely still.

Zhao Nuanzhou chose to fly onto the roof again, but this time he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Suddenly, a little yellow bird flapping its wings flew over and pecked at him again.

Zhao Nuanzhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to stretch out his hand to block it, but the little yellow bird was relentless and attacked all parts of Zhao Nuanzhou's body.

He suddenly thought that this little beast was a gift he gave Dongfang Bubai at that time.

Unexpectedly, Dongfang Bubai actually carried this thing with him, which surprised him and made him wonder.Does Dongfang Bubai still have his own in his heart?

But if Zhao Shaobao knew that Dongfang Bubai brought it because he liked this stupid bird, he would probably be disappointed again.

This little thing is also very strange, and it is still immortal in such a cold weather.

It's just why the little bastard is so hard on himself?Probably because I used stones to break up its friends and tied it up with red thread.

It's really easy to hold grudges, but compared to Li Mo, this grudge-bearing little beast is much cuter.

Zhao Nuanzhou reached out to catch the little yellow bird, pressed its red beak, and looked at each other with big eyes.He suddenly felt much better.

He decided to take a look at Dongfang Bubai, it would be good to take a sneak peek.

So he did what he thought, turned over and got off the roof.

There was a throbbing pain in his heart, and the unhealed wounds broke out again in twos and threes. He gritted his teeth and endured it, while leaning quietly in front of Dongfang Bubai's door, thinking about how to take a peek.

It was quiet inside, and Zhao Nuanzhou guessed that Dongfang Bubai had fallen asleep.

He shook his head and smiled, his fingers resting on the edge of the window paper, hesitating.

Suddenly, an extremely forbearing but thought-provoking voice sounded, and Zhao Nuanzhou couldn't help shaking his body and straightening his ears.

At the moment he could not imagine the scene inside.

Dongfang Bubai bit his red lips on a strand of hair that had slipped away, staring blankly at the mess between his legs.

It's really bad, he thought.

The reddened place was still moist, but he couldn't be satisfied no matter what, so he could only let the emptiness attack him again and again, and he even felt the trembling and slight spasm of his toes.

When something too thick entered him, he sneered and laughed at himself.

This body became more and more strange, even weirder than the days when he only practiced Sunflower Canon.

The white and jade-like thing is exquisitely made, and the veins are clear, but it is a dead thing after all, without the slightest temperature, and it is so stiff that it reminds itself from time to time that it is just a fake.

A large amount of crystal liquid poured out of the warm back door, and the already bright red place was full of masculinity, so hungry and thirsty, Dongfang Bubai squinted his phoenix eyes and looked half lazy, and moved on his own coldly up.

There was a slight reaction in the front, it turned up a little, he stretched out his hand to soothe it hastily twice, but still focused on the back.

At the same time, he was a little caught off guard by the numbness of his nipples. He calmly endured it, not wanting to divert his focus any more. To satisfy myself.

Finally feeling the arrival of the extreme, he raised his head and bit his lower lip, a trace of blood spilled out, it was a shocking beauty.

Then, when he was released, he was surrounded by a faint smell. He glanced at the dirty handkerchief in disgust, and then sighed leisurely.

This sigh was pushed into Zhao Nuanzhou's ears.

After all, he didn't pierce that layer of paper, he couldn't see what Dongfang Bubai was doing, he really had an answer in his heart, but he ruled out this answer first.

He wouldn't believe that Dongfang Bubai would relieve it by himself, even if he relieved it, he wouldn't think that Dongfang Bubai would relieve it later.After all, no man is born willing to succumb to others.

But he had to believe it when he heard the moans in his ears.

Right now, at some point in his lower abdomen, he also felt a burning sensation.

He thought for a moment calmly, and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Dong, I want to go in." His voice was hoarse like rust.

The author has something to say: Let’s guess if the leader will open the door~>▽<

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