Intensive Cultivation Manual

Ju Yan looked at Kong Yang's serious expression speechlessly. He could somewhat understand the situation they were in now, but it was precisely because of this situation that he couldn't accept the current Kong Yang, or because of the self-blame in his heart. To make trouble, whenever he sees this person in front of him, he will think of Fang Ying, and remember that she was killed by Kong Yang, and Kong Yang became like this because of him.

I want to try hard to accept him, but I can't do it, let alone being imprisoned in this place by Kongyang.

"Sure enough." Ju Yan murmured with lowered eyes, put the cigarette on his mouth, and sighed silently, still unable to look directly at the present Kongyang. When they looked at each other, there was a faint light shining in the depths of his eyes , looking at Ju Yan as if expecting something, but Ju Hao couldn't respond to his expectation.

The room suddenly fell into silence. Kong Yang frowned and smiled helplessly, but he was very sad. The response he wanted to hear was not that Ju Yan said no, he wanted to hear that person smile and say to him Ok, then same as before.

Sure enough, it has become what it is now, no matter what?

Kong Yang covered his head, lowered his head irritably and didn't look at Ju Xing again, the strange feeling coming from the bottom of his heart made him very uncomfortable, the more he was rejected by Ju Xing, the more eager he was to get an answer from him, anxious Waiting anxiously for his response, wishing to let this person belong to him immediately.

"What should I do."

"Let me go."

"impossible."

All this was done to keep Ju Zao by his side. If he were to let him go, everything that happened would be so ridiculous. Why would he take the blame for murder and simply turn himself into a criminal and imprison Ju Zao? Let this person belong to him, he has surrendered directly from the beginning.

"Please give me the answer quickly..."

"I said, no."

Kong Yang suddenly stood up irritably, kicked over the chair, wandered around the room silently, the atmosphere in the narrow space became very dull, Kong Yang glanced at the silent Ju Yan, and grabbed the peaked cap and cigarette case next to him He slammed the door and went out.

Under the light, Ju Yan was the only shadow left in the room, lighting a cigarette silently, lost in thought while looking at the bright and dim red light between his fingers.He didn't want their relationship to become like this, and he didn't want to push Kongyang to the limit. He didn't know what a person would do when he was driven crazy. For a moment he tried to accept Kongyang, but the next second he was covered in blood The picture of that appeared in his mind, reminding him that it is better to leave Kongyang.

It's irrational for this person to be with Ju Xing.

Silently took a puff of smoke, exhaled the smoke, and moved a little, the chains on his feet made a crisp sound, echoing in the quiet room, especially clear.Ju Yan smiled helplessly, laughing at himself.

Kong Yang went out for a long time and didn’t come back. During the period, Ju Yan was wandering around in the room, trying to open the chain or look for the key, but to no avail. Finally, he found the half bottle of wine that Kong Yang had fed him under the table. There were several unopened bottles, and he leaned against the bed and drank alone, one bottle after another.

Kong Yang still didn't come back.

I don't know when Ju Yan lay down on the bed and fell asleep. Half drunk and half awake, I heard the sound of the door opening and the sound of footsteps coming in. After the sound stopped beside him, there was a long silence before the sound of Kong Yang's small voice came. There was a dissatisfied smacking sound, and then he was picked up from the bed and brought into the bathroom.

He vaguely felt that someone was helping him to take a bath. The warm hands and the temperature of the water made Ju Yan very comfortable. He half-closed his eyes and looked at Kong Yang's blurred figure, and slowly fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I felt weak in limbs, probably due to a hangover, and at the same time as having a headache, I found that I couldn't move my body, my vision was pitch black, and the lights in the room were turned off.

"Kongyang?" Ju Yan moved his hands and tried to get up, but the next second he suddenly found that his hands were fixed to the head of the bed by handcuffs, and he couldn't get up from the bed.

"Did you sleep well?" After shaking the chain a few times, Kong Yang's voice suddenly came from beside the bed. The room was too dark to see his figure clearly, but Kong Yang seemed to be smiling happily.

"What did you tie me up all of a sudden?" Ju Yan frowned, with some bad premonition, struggling with his hands, unable to pull them out, staring at the darkness speechlessly, barely making out Kong Yang's blurred figure.

"Because there will be something that you will resist." Kong Yang's hand fell on Ju Yan's face, and the pulp of his fingers delicately stroked Ju Zao's facial features, and then his lips were blocked and kissed tenderly.