But he said he loves me [Entertainment]

In the literal sense of the word, it is a murderer.

Just because of Ji Pingyu's words, the kiss that ended in less than 2 minutes fell again.

Ji Pingyu's smile was swallowed up by Liang Buyuan, and he was kissed so hard that he couldn't find it, and finally fell on the bed for some reason.

Liang Buyuan's lips shifted downwards, Ji Pingyu also felt a little dizzy.

It wasn't until Liang Buyuan's fangs touched his collarbone, and the hair on the side of his head rubbed against his shoulders through the clothes, that he suddenly woke up, raised his elbows and stuck Liang Buyuan's neck, Hold people back.

Liang Buyu paused for a moment, the dark color in his eyes mixed with certain emotions, like a ferocious beast that has opened its bloody mouth and wants to tear the prey it has been staring at for a long time into its belly.

With a hoarse voice, Liang Buyuan suppressed the churning thoughts: "I'll help you."

Ji Pingyu didn't flinch in the slightest: "No."

He refused firmly: "Go take a cold shower."

Liangbuyuan almost lost control again in his two sentences, but when facing Shangji Pingyu's eyes that were too clear, the coolness of mint not long ago seemed to exert its remaining power.

Liang Buyuan finally got up.

Ji Pingyu didn't even want to look at it, so he just kept his eyes open and emphasized again: "Go take a cold shower, and I'll take a shower too... I have to go out to play later."

Liang Buyuan thought about the phrase "I like you" that Ji Pingyu said just now many times in his heart, and then he replied in a low voice.

Not urgent.

Ji Pingyu liked him.

Ji Pingyu only likes him.

After the soft closing sound of the door, Ji Pingyu lay on the bed for a while, got up expressionlessly, took the clothes he was going to wear later, and went into the bathroom.

Ji Pingyu looked at the few shallow red marks on his neck, and the depression that surged up in his heart for a moment faded a lot.

He thought, even in that situation, Liang Buyuan still remembered that the neck was very fragile and there was no strength.

He took off the cotton T-shirt he wore to sleep, revealing his beautiful body.

Ji Pingyu has played a lot of extreme sports. Although he doesn't like exercising very much, and he doesn't want to be cold and complain about insisting on morning jogging, but he also has just the right muscle lines on his body. He has both a sense of youth and a sense of strength.

He has a narrow waist and is beautiful.

But on his left shoulder, close to his heart, there was an indescribable scar.

It was a roughly round hole, an old wound left by new flesh.

Looking ferocious and terrifying, it also added a bit of horror to his beautiful body.

Ji Pingyu stood in front of the mirror and gently pressed the wound.

The chaotic cries for help in foreign languages ​​and the beeping of the heart rate monitor that has been blurred to the point where it is hard to tell whether it is a dream or reality seem to be still in my ears.

Ji Pingyu leaned against the sink, reached out to turn on the shower, and closed his eyes amidst the steam.

The desire that had been aroused just now was gone. He pressed his hand on the edge of the stage, and his fingertips were so hard that his knuckles not only turned white, but also trembled slightly.

Even in the eyes of outsiders, no matter how perfect he is, he is just a human being.

Ji Pingyu is no different from ordinary people.

He will be afraid, and he will be afraid.

He is not afraid of pain.

But it had to be normal pain.

The flesh and blood were torn apart alive, accompanied by a burning sensation, and large pieces of blood were being lost.

That kind of pain is too complicated, so complicated that the person concerned can clearly understand that he has stepped on the line of life and death.

But he couldn't save himself, so he could only "resign himself to fate".

Ji Pingyu exhaled, but within a few breaths he forcibly suppressed all the fears that remained in his memory, turned around and wiped the mirror that was too foggy to see clearly.

He touched his half-new wound again, and murmured thoughtfully, "What kind of tattoo do I need to cover it?"

He didn't think about how to tell Liang Buyuan.

Ji Pingyu's emotions come and go quickly.

He has quickly thought of several plans.

Let's get his name tattooed, okay, he feels a little embarrassed.

It's a pattern, it's good for the second grade, and he doesn't like it very much.

And most importantly... what can cover it?

Go back and ask your friends who did this?

When the two of them finally left the door, it was getting late.

But because breakfast was full, both of them decided to go to the museum and then come out for lunch.

Although it is important to eat on time, it is better to eat every other meal.

Because the tickets were bought online in advance, you only need to scan the code to enter.

After getting off the car in the underground parking lot, Ji Pingyu took out his hat and put it on his head, continuing the disguise to the end.

On the contrary, Liangbuyuan, who has spread all over the country, only wears a mask.

The main reason is that if both of them are fully armed, unlike those who came to visit, they are easy to be noticed.

After getting off the car, Ji Pingyu looked at Liang Buyuan who was downcast and silent, and took the initiative to take a shower and stretched out his hand.

Liang Buyu's figure paused, and he raised his eyes to look at him.

Ji Pingyu only showed a pair of eyes outside, and the eyes were blurred by the shadow cast by the brim of the hat, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

But Liang Buyuan can guess.

Ji Pingyu's eyes must have been bent.

Because he heard Ji Pingyu say with a drawn out tone: "Hand."

Liang Buyuan put his hand on it, and when Ji Pingyu held him, he also held him back.

While leading the people to wait for the elevator, Ji Pingyu thought inappropriately, it really does seem like it.

He has a friend who has a dog, and once saw his brother Ji Tingwan grow up because of some things, that is, his other brother who is not his own brother but is better than his own brother Wen Si's police dog in their bureau.

Reach out to a dog and say "hand" and the dog will put it up -- but not a police dog.They are well trained and absolutely ignore outsiders.

Ji Pingyu casually thought, if Liang Buyuan was to mimic a dog, it should be a mastiff.

It has to be a snow mastiff.

Beautiful and fierce coexist.

In the literal sense of the word, it is a murderer.

Today is a working day, and it is the off-season for tourism, and it is just in time for lunch. There are no people in the museum.

Ji Pingyu and the others didn't need to line up to get in.

It's just that before going in, the security guard in charge of ticket checking took a second look at them.

After all, it's both a mask and a hat... But when the security guard's eyes fell on the hands of the two people holding each other, he realized it.

It's normal for two big men to fall in love, want to go out for a walk, want to be cuddly and afraid of being photographed.

The passageway of Xianghai's Shell Museum is very distinctive. It uses light and shadow effects to give people the illusion that they have entered the sea when they step in.

And after passing through the corridor, there is a bright exhibition hall.

All kinds of shells and conch are hung on the wall, protected by explosion-proof glass.

Their colors and luster quietly shimmer under the incandescent light, waiting to be admired.

Unlike the usual museums, photography is allowed here.

And if you like, you can also spend money to buy the shells on it.

Because these are sent by fishermen who sit by the sea in this city, the shells that can be displayed here are all carefully selected, each with its own beauty, and each piece is different.

"If it can be sold for money, the museum will share [-]/[-] with the person who sent the shells."

After hearing Ji Pingyu's words, Liang Bukuan already guessed: "Have you sent shells?"

"Yeah." Ji Pingyu smiled: "At that time, my brother came over and my brother went to discuss business. I was bored, so my brother asked his assistant to take me to the beach to play."

Ji Pingyu still remembered what the conch he picked up looked like: "It was light pink, with some orange and light purple, the texture was clear and beautiful, and the most important thing was that it didn't have any cracks."

He made a gesture: "It looks like the ear fins of a mermaid, very beautiful."

Liang didn't complain about hearing the words, and subconsciously looked at the time listed on the wall, but when he raised his eyes, he remembered something: "Have you been picked away?"

Ji Pingyu's aesthetics is probably the kind that will be bought within a few days after delivery.

"Yeah." When Ji Pingyu said this, he remembered the old things: "That person paid 600 yuan, and I divided it into three hundred. The people in the museum told me that a Mr. Lin bought it for his son. Souvenirs."

"I was very happy at the time. I took the 300 yuan to the jewelry store and bought a tie clip worth more than 200 yuan, and gave it to my brother."

For example, most of their clothes are designed and made by special personnel, and a tie clip of more than 200 yuan is not enough for any one in Ji Tingwan's drawer.

But Ji Tingwan liked it so much that he couldn't bear to wear it out, so he bought a dustproof box on the spot and kept it at home ever since.Offer it like a baby.

Ji Pingyu: "After returning to Fengbei, I bought two chrysanthemums and put them in front of my parents."

Liang Buyuan stopped for a while.

Ji Pingyu stood next to him and said softly, "Actually, as you said, you have already stepped out, and so have I."

So they can all be less careful about these topics.

Of course Liang Buyuan could understand what he meant: "Okay."

Ji Pingyu hooked his lips, and while taking out a DSLR from the bag that Liang Buyuan helped him carry to take pictures of these shells and conchs, he said, "Then let's go pick up shells in the afternoon. When it's almost time, go climbing? I want to go Watch the sunset by the sea from the mountain.”

Liang Buyuan said hello again, and then asked, "Didn't you say yesterday that you would go surfing today?"

"Thinking about it, I've really passed the age of passion." Ji Pingyu, who is not yet 23, sighed: "I just want to talk about a casual, everyday relationship."

Liangbuyuan likes to hear the last two words from him.like very much.

So he laughed lightly: "Which mountain do you want to climb?"

Ji Pingyu: "Just the short mountain by the sea. I noticed yesterday that there is a cable car pasted on the top of the mountain at the foot of the mountain. When the time comes, you can take the cable car down after watching it, so you won't be so tired."

Recently, Ji Pingyu's enthusiasm for making salted fish has skyrocketed.

They updated today's itinerary, and after Ji Pingyu took a few photos, the two went out.

As for why they didn't buy it, it was very simple, it was because they were going to pick up shells later.

but--

After lunch, Ji Pingyu updated his plan again.

Because he was persuaded by the sun.

"The sun wasn't so bright when I came out in the morning."

Ji Pingyu pulled down the baffle on the window in front of the co-pilot to cover the sun, but still inevitably squinted slightly: "It would be great if every day was cloudy."

Liang Buyuan listened to his complaints like a child, with his elongated tone, his brows and eyes softly softly: "En. Are you still going to climb the mountain?"

"It won't get dark until six or seven o'clock, let's wait later." Ji Pingyu fiddled with the DSLR to look at the photos he took today: "I mainly want to go to the mountains to take pictures of the sunset."

"it is good."

They said, the car drove all the way back to the hotel, and saw many vendors on the road.

Ji Pingyu's gaze shifted slightly, and he noticed a young coconut seller not far ahead: "I want to drink coconut juice."

Liang didn't complain, slowed down the speed of the car, and stopped in front of the stall.

Ji Pingyu didn't need to say anything, he just ticked off the mask and got out of the car.

There was an aunt and a young girl standing at the stall selling coconut greens.

Liangbuyuan didn't have any special reaction, just asked how much Yeqing was.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the eyes of the girl who was playing with the mobile phone next to him lit up instantly. When she saw Liangbuyuan's height and clothes, she was excited and asked in a low voice, "You, are you Liangbuyuan?" ?”

Before Liang Buyuan could reply, the co-pilot's window was lowered, Ji Pingyu put his mask on and called out: "Brother."

Liang Buyuan turned his head, Ji Pingyu turned his eyes at him, and motioned to another small stall not far away: "I still want to eat bozai cake and beef offal."

Liang responded without complaining.

Even just a "hmm" can make people hear the gentle smile in his words.

It's all connivance to Ji Pingyu.

In a place like Xianghai, young coconuts are cheap, only five yuan each.

When Liang Bukuan scanned the QR code to pay, she finally replied to the girl who was so excited that she was covering her mouth for fear of losing her image by screaming in front of her idol: "Please don't say it, thank you."

This time, it wasn't intentional misleading.

The author says:

Write some sweet daily life——

And no prize quiz Ji Shao's shell was bought and who was given to ovo;

There's another chapter at six o'clock;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!