Be a squeamish bag in Unlimited Live

In the end, Sikong Yue still didn't hide it from Jiang Chi.

The fox's nose is the most sensitive. Even though he was kissed all over the place, he still can't forget that the penetrating smell of blood came slowly from Sikong Yue's back.

Even though he was wrapped in a thick bandage, the secret and sharp smell of blood still penetrated into the boy's sensitive nasal cavity along the wind.

The crimson-faced young man gasped for breath with difficulty, his glistening lips opened and closed twice in disbelief: "You're injured." If you're injured, you have to tease him first. Is this person's pain nerve malfunctioning?

Sikong Yue paused, as if it wasn't surprising that Jiang Chi would find out.

Anyway, he has already kissed him, even if the little Bodhisattva is too angry to talk to him, he will admit it.

Sikong Yue pressed the young man onto the soft camel's wool blanket, obviously she had never treated him harshly, but her stature was still as thin as a piece of paper, as if it would break if it was lightly folded.

"It hurts, does it hurt?" It's okay if the smell of blood is not found, but once it is found, the sense of existence is so strong that it cannot be ignored at all.

The little Bodhisattva's plain fingertips carefully placed Sikong Yue's back, but he didn't dare to use force, only daring to support him weakly, and couldn't help but frown and looked at him nervously.

"It's been a long time ago." It's not the first time Sikong Yue has been punished, and he snorted nonchalantly, "What kind of injury can knock me down." There have been more ruthless ones in the past. In midsummer, he was beaten on the back with a snake-scale whip. The skin was torn apart, and even the bandages would stick to the wound. Every time the dressing was changed, the sticky bandages had to be torn off from the damaged flesh and blood.

That's true, the blood flowed like this and she was still playing tricks on him.Jiang Chi was speechless.

"You took off your clothes," said the little Bodhisattva.

Sikong Yue was stunned for a moment, then smiled evilly: "Hey, little Bodhisattva, I can't see that you still covet my body."

Jiang Chi couldn't hold back and pushed him: "I'm looking at your injury!"

"What's so interesting, it will still scare you." Sikong Yue refused, as if she didn't really want him to see it.

But the little fox felt that Sikong Yue looked down on him, curled his lips and said, "What are you, I bandaged my senior brother's injuries before."

Sikong Yue immediately felt that someone had pricked her heart, and her tone was inevitably filled with sourness: "You have a good relationship with your senior brother."

How could this person be a mother-in-law? Jiang Chi was eager to pick it up, showing two sharp canine teeth threateningly: "If you don't take it off, I'll pick you off."

Sikong Yue did not lie, the injury on his back was really scary.

There are countless whip marks floating all over the young man's broad shoulders, each of which was severely beaten. It is almost unnecessary to think about how blood and flesh were flying all over the torture room at that time, and how the snakeskin whip was scratched. Intact skin and flesh, until the white bones are exposed.

Jiang Chi's teeth began to chatter.

Sikong Yue is the only son of Taiwei Sikong, and he is the noble son among the noble sons in the entire Bianjing city. There is no reason why anyone would dare to torture him with such cruel methods.

"I told you a long time ago that you'll be terrified when you see it." Sikong Yue didn't seem to feel the terrible pain behind her at all, her tone was still out of tune.

"Did... your father do it?" This is domestic violence!According to the law, he should be arrested.

System: "Wake up, this is a feudal society, patriarchal power is greater than heaven."

So sinful.

The little fox subconsciously lowered his voice.

Sikong Yue also didn't want the little fox to show such a look, inexplicably, seeing the little fox sad, his heart would also swell with soreness.

He seems to have really fallen.

"I can cure you." Jiang Chi looked at Sikong Yue seriously with a sullen little face, broken watery light floating in his blue eyes.

Sikong Yue raised the corners of her lips, and lazily kissed the young man's pink cheek: "Just look at the little Bodhisattva, and my injury will heal."

However, such a flattery did not attract a reprimand from the young man.

Jiang Chi stretched out his hands to hold Sikong Yue's face. To be honest, Sikong Yue looked somewhat similar to his biological mother who was once the most beautiful in Bianjing. Unavoidably a little lost.

The blue-eyed little Bodhisattva fluttered his long eyelashes like butterfly wings, and wet and soft lips were printed on Sikong Yue's lips.

Sikong Yue felt a cluster of small fireworks exploded in his head, a subtle electric current spread along his limbs and bones to his heart, and the violent heartbeat instantly filled his eardrums.

In the whole world, it seems that there are only those eyes that hide the green lake, and the soft touch of the lips like clouds.

Obviously she had just kissed him just now, but when it was her turn to be attacked by the little Guanyin, Sikong Yue showed a feeling of being at a loss, and her cheeks were about to bleed instantly.

"What are you dazed about?"

After Jiang Chi kissed, he immediately separated from the person, blinking suspiciously, as if he couldn't understand Sikong Yue who suddenly fell into a state of nothingness.

The little Bodhisattva himself was also embarrassed. After realizing what he had done, he told him in a low voice, "You must not tell this matter."

Sikong Yue didn't understand what he meant at the beginning, she seemed to be out of her body, fluttering and unable to step on the ground.Until he came back to his senses dully, and found that the wound that stabbed his nerves at that time suddenly had no feeling at all.

At this time, Sikong Yue had a rare blankness. She reached out to touch the wound behind her, but found that she could only touch a piece of smooth skin.

The wounds are all gone.

The little Bodhisattva frowned, wondering if he was regretting, his little face was all wrinkled: "You swear not to talk nonsense."

Sikong Yue touched her lips, it seemed that she still hadn't recovered from the strong mental shock.

Jiang Chi felt that there was something wrong with Sikong Yue's mind.

He gradually raised his heart, swallowed dryly, wouldn't Sikong Yue be made stupid by him?

The little fox's tail was about to turn up, and it rolled restlessly on the boy's knees, and then leaned in front of Sikong Yue and blew softly, trying to test when Sikong Yue would wake up.

The consequence of dying is that the chin was attacked by someone.

Sikong Yue has practiced martial arts all year round, so it shouldn't be too easy to catch this lively little thing.

Jiang Chi frowned instantly, stammering as he looked at the strange face in front of him.

You are obviously treating your wounds, why do you look at me with such miserable eyes as if your first night was taken away by someone!

The little white-haired fox in the sea of ​​consciousness snorted, and blocked his eyes with his tail with a "swoosh".

Even so, I will not be responsible.

The little fox raised his chin and hummed confidently.

"Let's elope." Sikong Yue said.

?

???

What, what?The boy's pupils dilated in surprise, and his face was blank for a moment.

"Why, why eloped?" Jiang Chi couldn't find his tongue, and asked stammeringly, "You, you were beaten stupid by your father?"

But Sikong Yue sneered, as if mocking the dull little fox: "I'm just kidding, you can believe it."

The little fox immediately felt that he had been humiliated, and the fox's fur stood on end, but he couldn't make any noise with his clumsy tongue, and was so angry that he was about to cry.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, I'll take you out to play." Sikong Yue said with a smile, "I will pay you back for saving your life."

Jiang Chi hesitated: "But didn't you say that I can't go out casually?"

"I don't care about that much." Sikong Yue was used to being unruly, and took Jiang Chi's hand nonchalantly. The little Bodhisattva didn't like wearing shoes, and the bare white soles of her feet just stepped on the camel's hair blanket, drowned by the soft white down .

Jiang Chi is so coaxing, and he couldn't think of the twists and turns hidden behind it, so he immediately smiled with his eyes bent, "Okay, okay, where are we going?"

"Where do you want to go?"

"Rouge Lane." He had long heard that Rouge Lane was a gold-selling cave, and it was very lively.

"……no."

"Why! You've been there!" the little fox was anxious.

"Aren't all of you monks that form is emptiness and emptiness is form? Where are you going? Transcendence?"

Jiang Chi choked for a moment, and reluctantly changed his target: "Then you send me back to Liuli Temple. I miss my senior brother."

"……no."

"Why can't it work, didn't you say you can choose it?"

"After finally coming out and going back to the old place, what's the fun? How about I take you to a place, you must like it."

The little fox looked suspiciously: "Really?"

Sikong Yue saluted Jiang Chi exaggeratedly: "You are satisfied."

"It's easy to say anything, can you put on your clothes first."

Muscles flashed to his eyes, damn it!

……

"Hey, have you heard that those people who were newly sent into the palace were kicked out without even entering the palace gate?"

The dudes in Tianxiang Building surrounded the beauty in twos and threes, exchanging these secret and peachy rumors with each other.

"I'm going to hurry. It's not the first time. I really don't know what to think. I have to find someone to give it to him. After so many searches, I don't like it."

Jia Yun poured himself a glass of wine with a cold face, and the familiar dancer Mei smiled and clung to her, but he pushed her away distractedly, and said murderously: "What kind of white fox looks, cinnabar blue eyes, such a person He was killed as a monster at birth."

"Hey, Jia San, what's the matter these days, the beauty doesn't look like someone owes you money."

Of course, Jia Yun would not tell these people about the embarrassment of being driven away by Sikong Yue, and said with a gloomy face, "It's none of your business, just talk about it here if you have dealt with those concubines who were fighting in your family."

The beauty who was pushed away looked at him with tearful eyes and aggrieved, Jia Yun's heart softened, she reached out and rudely pulled her into her arms, and took a sip of wine with her hand.

I always feel like something is missing.

He pushed the beauty away: "Call a prettier boy over."

"Jia San, I can't tell, it's changed."

The other two people, Lu Yinzhao and Pei Xian, hid their embarrassment by drinking.

Jia San sneered, playing with the celadon wine glass in his hand.

Cinnabar blue eyes... An electric current suddenly pierced his heart, the wine glass slipped from his palm, and rolled under the table.

"Lieutenant Sikong, that's what I thought."