After wearing the book, I married the enemy proton

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He wrinkled his nose, "It hurts."

"Don't scare him, he's timid." Wei Nanxun put the wine glass in his hand to his lips, the glass was full of wine, and it reflected his bright lip color, which made him feel less The coldness adds a bit of worldly desires.

Su Yangjiao turned around, turned his back to Song Yang and the others, threw a handkerchief behind him, and said with a smile: "Is he still timid? He is a soldier of the Jialing Pass Tuqi Battalion who made the people of the Northern Liao fear. Timid?"

Wei Nanxun stared at Su Yangjiao's direction and remained silent for a long time before he said, "You quietly keep an eye on that monk named Wudu, and don't let him out of your sight for a moment, remember?"

After Wei Nanxun finished speaking, he lowered his head, and the breeze blew in through the gap in the window, and blew his long hair down to Su Yangjiao's fingertips. When the hair brushed, Su Yangjiao felt the sound coming from his fingertips. Itchy.

And the beating of that heart in my chest.

He stared at the tangled strands of hair, wishing he could reach out and grab them in his palm.

He looked up along the hair, and his eyes fell on Wei Nanxun's dark red neck. Su Yangjiao felt extremely thirsty, swallowed, and then said to Song Yang: "Go and make Wu Mo warm up." water, bathe."

The two were behind them, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit dry for no reason, it was very strange, obviously one of them couldn't see, but the two of them seemed to be talking with their eyes, they were standing awkwardly, when they heard Su Yangjiao's order Quickly received the order and both retreated, looking at each other while retreating.

Wei Nanxun still didn't open his mouth, and drank cup by cup by himself, as if the cup contained some fine liquid. After a while, Wu Mo prepared hot water, and Su Yangjie waved his sleeve to let him He goes out first.

"Why don't you take a bath first, um... that..." Su Yang's fingers holding the cup turned white. The temple knew the relationship between the two of them, so they only prepared this living room for them. Just now, Su Yang Jie glanced roughly, and there was only one bed in the living room.

Wei Nanxun suddenly laughed, with the tip of his tongue touching the corner of his lips, and said, "Why are you shy? It's not the first time they slept together."

Although the two of them have been sleeping together for a while now, after going through such an incident, it is no longer possible for Su Yangjiao to treat each other as a hero who wants to hug his thigh and please. , Such a shy thought has already begun to germinate in his heart, quietly occupying all his emotions when he can't see him, and now he knows what he wants to sleep on the same bed, no matter how he thinks, he feels embarrassed.

In the quiet room, two people sat facing each other, frozen.

After a long silence, Su Yangjiao slowly recovered from the state of wandering mind. He stood up and walked to the opposite side of the table, holding Wei Nanxun's wrist with one hand, and said: "Your eyes are not good, I Take you to the bathroom."

Su Yangjiao thought that Wei Nanxun didn't move for a long time because he was not familiar with the layout of this living room, and his eyesight was not convenient, so he just sat there all the time, so he took the initiative to lead him to the bathroom.

The corners of Wei Nanxun's mouth turned up slightly, and he still didn't speak, but he walked towards the bathroom with Su Yangjiao. There were two large buckets of hot water in the room, steaming hot. Su Yangjiao glanced at the tub, Then he led Wei Nanxun to the side of the tub, and he put Wei Nanxun's hand on the edge of the tub, then pulled out his fingers, wanting to step back.

But as soon as his fingers left Wei Nanxun's hot wrist, they were suddenly clenched tightly, and when the other party exerted a little force, he slipped and fell into Wei Nanxun's arms.

"It seems that Ke'er doesn't want to leave." Wei Nanxun leaned forward, and slowly untied the tie on his front with one hand, "Since you don't want to leave, why don't you take a bath together?"

Su Yangjiao blushed and looked at the size of the bathtub next to him, and secretly looked at Wei Nanxun's expression. He lowered his eyes, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. More teasing or more serious.

Almost at the moment when the other party raised his head, he thought that Wei Nanxun wanted to untie his shirt for him, but the hand stayed in the air for a long time and finally did not come down. Su Yangjie finally regained his dazed mind, and he He took half a step back, raised his hand to push Wei Nanxun's chest away, and quickly turned around, "I'll ask Wu Mo to bring in the clean clothes."

The moment he turned around, Su Yangjiao's demeanor returned to normal, his star-like eyes were a little disappointed, and he walked out of the bathroom, Su Yangjiao slowly closed the door, he leaned against the wall next to him, with a long Exhaling, the fingertips hidden in the wide sleeves ruthlessly pinched into the tender meat.

He shouldn't think about things that don't belong to him.

Who is Wei Nanxun?He is the hero of the whole book, the one who wants to rule the world.

And what is he?He is cannon fodder, a tool to promote the plot, and a worthless idiot that everyone hates.

Su Yangjiao couldn't help shivering all over, the sudden cold made him feel like falling into an ice cave.

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Wei Nanxun leaned in the bathtub, his ink-like long hair poured down, and even a few strands fell on the clean floor. He slightly closed his eyes and the corners of his eyes were stained with water, imagining the moment when Su Yangjiao left. A cautious trembling.

Is he still that afraid of him?

In fact, when he and Yin Chuan came out today, looking for medicine was only one of the things, and the most important thing was the assassination at the Qianqiu Banquet a few days later.

The Northern Liao Mission was still staying in Shengjing City, and seeing that the Jiang and Liao countries were about to reach an alliance and jointly send troops to attack the Jing country, it was impossible for Wei Nanxun to make their plan come true.

In the past, he only wanted to disturb Jiang Guo's court situation. The more chaos the better, the more chaos he had, the happier he was. However, at some point, there was another person in his heart. Seeing this person's efforts to make progress, Seeing him getting more serious in the sixth part day by day, Wei Nanxun was confused.

He hesitated for the first time. Today, when discussing with Jing Guo's eyeliner in Jiang Guo's court, he rejected everyone's proposal.

Broke up unhappily.

He knew what everyone was buried here for, but he couldn't bear it.

I can't bear to see that merciful fourth prince sad.

Wei Nanxun changed his assassination plan, he didn't want his hands to be stained with the blood of Su Yangjiao's family.

So, the moment he leaned against his chest, Wei Nanxun hesitated, he wanted to hold him in his arms, he even went crazy and wanted to strip him clean and press him in this small bathtub inside.

Wei Nanxun silently listened to the sound of Su Yangjiao's footsteps, sighs, and the sound of him pouring wine from the flagon.

Wei Nanxun stood up abruptly, put on the clean clothes he had prepared, and lazily tied the belt on his chest, and walked out barefoot.

Su Yangjiao rested his chin with one hand, his cheeks were faintly pink, his lips were still stained with dripping wine, and his slightly raised phoenix eyes were full of drunkenness.

Although Wei Nanxun couldn't see his appearance clearly, he could hear his drunken words.

Just when Wei Nanxun was walking in the direction of Su Yangjiao, he suddenly stood there in a daze, staring at his calves, put down the wine glass in his hand, and rolled up his trousers.

"Huh? What is this?" the drunken man said to himself.

Wei Nanxun walked over, grabbed his calf, and vaguely saw a few bloodstains mixed with mud.

Su Yang shrank his neck, his moist lips trembled.

"It hurts." He widened his eyes, and touched it with one hand, perhaps because of the pain, his fingers shook back and forth on his calf.

Wei Nanxun, who couldn't see clearly at all, was blocked by him, "Don't move around, let me see."

Su Yangjiao snorted and laughed, "What do you think, and where do you use it?"

There is a sour jujube forest in the forest at the foot of the mountain. The branches are short and have sharp thorns. If you don’t pay attention, you may be pierced into the flesh by the sharp thorns on the branches. You may not feel much pain when you puncture it at first.

However, as the walking material swayed and rubbed, the thorns would shake in the flesh, and at this time the thorns would pierce deeper and deeper, until they were completely submerged in the flesh, and the eyes could not see them at all.

It is not easy for normal people to see, let alone people with poor eyesight like Wei Nanxun.

As the spikes got deeper and deeper, the pain on the calf became more and more clear.Su Yang shrugged his shoulders, couldn't help pressing his hands on the ground, and couldn't help but want to retract his calf.

"I can't see it, and I can clean it up for you."

Wei Nanxun changed from the coldness of his previous speech, and it turned out to be a little softer and warmer. He brought his eyes closer to the wound, and the closer he was to the wound, the clearer he could see, but such tiny spikes still made him a little helpless.

Wei Nanxun wanted to stab the thorns, but as soon as his fingertips touched the wound, the thorns went a little deeper into the flesh and blood.

Su Yangjie frowned tightly, and the end of his eyes were still flushed.

"Does it hurt?"

The drunken Su Yangjiao won't be trying to be brave at the moment, he wrinkled his nose, "It hurts like hell."

Wei Nanxun had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​stabbing him with his hands. He raised Su Yangjiao's calf a little, moved his lips closer, closed his eyes, stuck out his tongue, and gently licked his wound with the tip of his tongue , slowly looking for those spikes embedded in the flesh, and licking them out precisely.

The drunk and dizzy Su Yangjiao didn't know what Wei Nanxun was doing, so he felt that the wound didn't hurt so much.

Perhaps because he wanted to know what secret technique Wei Nanxun used to make his wound stop hurting, Su Yangjiao leaned forward, rubbed his palm on Wei Nanxun's cheek, and touched it carefully. His fingers moved across Wei Nanxun's face.

"Do you know magic?" Su Yangjiao stared at the other party's ugly face and couldn't help sighing.

"What? What is that?" Wei Nanxun slowly probed the wound with the tip of his tongue, and finally found that there were no other spikes left in the flesh, then slowly raised his head and asked, "What is magic?" ?”

Su Yangjiao narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his index finger and poked Wei Nanxun's cheek, "I don't even know magic...Magic is, uh, just magic..."

Wei Nanxun shook his head helplessly, knowing it was useless to ask, so he lowered his head again, looked closely at the wounds, until his eyes started to feel sore, then he put down Su Yangjiao's trouser legs, and with one hand Carrying it in the hollow of his leg, he put his arm on his shoulder, and hugged him into his arms.

He hugged him and walked to the bed.

Su Yangjiao's closed eyes suddenly opened, looked straight into the air, and said, "Look, I told you that you know magic, I'm floating..."

The author says:

Friendly reminder, if there are thorns, you still need to use the regular method. After all, I am not sure whether you can really pick them out with the tip of your tongue...

I haven't tried it, and no one has tried it for me...