Be a squeamish bag in Unlimited Live

"Little Bodhisattva!"

Jiang Chi raised his head suddenly, and first saw Jia San's swollen, liver-colored face being pressed against the railing, and then with one hand, he threw back the obstructive head with disheveled hair and tears streaming down his face, revealing Sikong Yue's A radiant face.

"Stand still, I'll come find you!"

Sikong Yue yelled, raised her hand and pressed it lightly on the railing, the red clothes flew up, a warm and willful red shadow jumped up in mid-air, stepped on the lantern hanging on the porch pillar, It landed lightly in front of Jiang Chi.

Like a phoenix with its wings restrained, it hugged the snow-colored boy in its arms with enthusiasm and love that no one could refuse.

The people around looked at the two people who fell from the sky in amazement. Before Jiang Chi could react, Sikong Yue had already grabbed his hand and ran outside the restaurant: "Run, if they catch you, you will be locked in a cage for the rest of your life." gone."

The little fox was most afraid of confinement, and he couldn't help but toss his legs when he heard it. He took the initiative to grab Sikong Yue's hand. The boy's palm was hot, so hot that Jiang Chi's snow-white ears were unconsciously stained. Colored.

"stop!"

Those lackeys of Sikong Tu soon caught up, and Jiang Chi glanced back in a strange way.

There are red everywhere, the petals all over the sky, the vermilion pillars and the stage, the gold ornaments on the dancers, and the yellow lanterns dye the faces of all those who watch the show into a weird golden color.

He vaguely saw Jia San's face bruised and swollen by Sikong Yue, the fierce and fuzzy facial features of those thugs, and... that long-haired man in a luxurious white dress and a golden mask.

Who is he?

Jiang Chi couldn't help thinking.

But now he hasn't been given more chances to worry about what's there or what's not.

Jia San, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, kicked the people around him angrily: "What are you waiting for! Go after him! Be careful that Captain Sikong feeds you to the dogs!"

He didn't have time to kick the second kick, and a majestic and cold voice of a young man suddenly sounded next to his ear: "Where did you touch him just now?"

Jia Yun turned her head and saw a golden mask with a strange shape.

The Senran eyes behind the mask were looking at Jia Yun's whole body with arrogant and cold anger.

"Where the hell did you come from! Get out of here! Don't get in my way now!"

The sharp thin lips under the mask quietly curved a cold arc: "You deserve it too?"

Jia Yun felt as if her soul was frozen in that gaze.

Invisibly, it seemed as if an ancient and oppressive big hand grabbed his lungs, squeezing the air in his chest inch by inch, and the sudden suffocation made his already swollen face squeeze into a disgusting purple-black .

Under the bright light, those deep black eyes turned into bright golden vertical pupils, staring coldly at the ant-like human beings.

First Jia Yun's fingers and toes, then arms and calves, gradually all four limbs were shattered inch by inch in a terrible squeeze, and exploded into broken blood mist.

Severe pain swept through his brain in an instant. Jia Yun opened his mouth and tried to call for help, but his throat could only overflow with a strong smell of blood. When he wanted to speak, pieces of blood foam mixed with broken internal organs came out of his mouth gushing out.

It was about half a stick of incense, and the living third son Jia had turned into a pile of wet internal organs and blood mist on the ground.

The person in the restaurant who first discovered the pool of blood uttered a sharp and terrifying scream.

……

Sikong Yue led him to the crowded Suzaku Street.

"Let's go, let's go!" Sikong Yue yelled lively, pulling the little Bodhisattva together to squeeze out a narrow gap in the crowded crowd. Fortunately, neither of them is a big fat man, so it's okay to escape all the way. well.

The innocent little Bodhisattva followed behind and shouted happily: "Let's go, let's go!"

Someone turned around looking for the voice like a nightingale, and saw a real fairy-like little beauty with smiling eyes, who unconsciously forgot where he was, and foolishly made way for him, but he accidentally bumped into her. Someone's chest and back, or turned into a small stall with rouge and gouache.

All of a sudden, the whole street was congested, and everyone was clamoring, and it was even more difficult for those tall, muscular thugs to move even an inch between them.

The little Bodhisattva didn't seem to feel how difficult it was to run away with Sikong Yue. He obediently grabbed Sikong Yue's hand and let him take him anywhere. When Sikong Yue turned around, he could see the little Bodhisattva pursing his lips. He laughed happily at him.

The brilliant light fell on the porcelain-white cheeks of the little Bodhisattva, and the bright stream of light in his eyes almost turned into meteors and overflowed.

The two finally stood under an old banyan tree covered with exquisitely embroidered purses and red ribbons. It seemed that the place was going to be a little more secluded. Those thugs had been thrown away, and they were the only ones left under the old tree that was shining with fluorescent lights. two people.

"Where is this place?" Jiang Chi tried his best to raise his face and rubbed his soft cheeks against the falling branches. It was his first time in Bianjing City, and everything he saw was very fresh, and he didn't realize that Sikong Tu was coming to catch him. Intentionally, I just think that Sikong Yue is really a formidable guy.

"This is a lover's tree. According to the customs of Bianjing, if you love each other, you will hang a red silk here together, which symbolizes a lifetime."

Sikong Yue laughed lazily, pinched Jiang Chi's cheek, "Do you want to sit on a tree?"

The boy opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Is it okay?"

"Of course, you underestimate me too." Sikong Yue stretched out her arms to wrap her arms around the young man's slender waist, performed a little lightness kung fu and brought the little Bodhisattva to the top of the tree.

The two sat on the thickest branch of the tree, Jiang Chi was held in Sikong Yue's arms, he was a little afraid of heights, covered his eyes tremblingly and dared not look down.

In fact, as soon as he heard the cold wind blowing in his ears, he regretted it a little.

But Jiang Chi told himself that a real man would never admit defeat, and would bite the bullet.

Therefore, he could only hug Sikong Yue more intimately, and tremblingly stretched out his arms to wrap around Sikong Yue's neck.

"Little Guanyin, open your eyes." The boy's tone was as gentle as melting spring water.

Jiang Chi covered his eyes and shook his head: "I, I don't."

"Little Guanyin, the moon has come out."

Damn, it's really tempting.

The little fox moved a little finger hesitantly, raised his face and saw a little moonlight leaking from the dense canopy.

He seemed to be tempted by the moonlight, with his round blue eyes open, he moved his hand away slowly and absently.

The moon tonight seems to be extraordinarily beautiful, a round of shiny white jade plate hangs high above the middle sky, and the floating clouds like strands of silk are swimming in the sky, like the floating skirt of a goddess.

There is no dust in the sky, and a lone moon wheel in the sky.

Today is fifteen.

In the city of Bianjing, the fifteenth of every month is a day for lovers to have a tryst and tell each other their hearts.

The little Bodhisattva didn't have much energy, after running so much today, he was already exhausted, so he fell into Sikong Yue's arms and closed his eyes unconsciously.

Sikong Yue still didn't tell him why they wanted to escape.

The little Bodhisattva is so stupid and timid, if you tell him, you will be scared to cry.

Sikong Yue has also seen those beautiful boys who were sent into the palace, and then thrown out because they were not favored.

The ultimate way out is nothing more than becoming a plaything without dignity in the hands of those powerful and powerful.

Being tied to a cold golden chain, he was not even qualified to stand up and walk, and his face was full of empty and beautiful spring feelings all day long.

It's just disgusting to watch.

He can't let his little Guanyin become like that.

His little Avalokitesvara should stand on the top of the clouds, his robes are like snow, not stained with dust, he is willing to be the dust under the feet of the little Avalokitesvara for the rest of his life, a hopeless and humble believer.

The cold black hair of the young crow was blown by the night wind and fell on Sikong Yue's face, like the gentle gaze of a young man.

Jiang Chi slept soundly this time, and couldn't help but blush after finding himself nestled in Sikong Yue's arms all night, and asked him guiltily, "You, your back, does it hurt?"

It's really embarrassing to sleep with a guy like me who sleeps restlessly all night.

Sikong Yue lay on Jiang Chi's shoulder as if boneless: "Yes, my back is sore and I need a kiss from the little Guanyin to heal."

Jiang Chi was indeed taken astray, and he couldn't tell that this was deliberately deceiving him, so he hesitated and asked, "Really?"

Why don't some kisses, Sikong Yue immediately lowered his head and moved closer to the young man's gorgeous little face like a spring flower, staring salivatingly at the slightly parted water red lips.

Jiang Chi saw it now.

Sikong Yue was indeed lying to him.

The little fox who became angry from embarrassment gave him a thump: "You should always be in pain!"

"Hey, don't hit, don't hit, I really didn't lie this time."

Jiang Chi's eyes were very good. At a glance, he saw that Sikong Yue's sleeves seemed to be missing something, a neat long strip was torn, and when he waved his sleeves, he could see the snow-white undershirt indecently: "Why are your clothes so torn? gone?"

Sikong Yue raised her arm, glanced at it and said nonchalantly, "It must have been torn apart by those people, you know, when you get into a fight, you forget everything."

"Where do you want to see today?"

The little fox thought carefully for a while, then took Sikong Yue's hand heartlessly and said, "Then can I go to Rouge Building today?"

"……no."

"Then I..."

"Going to Liuli Temple is not enough." Before Jiang Chi could speak, Sikong Yue had already covered Jiang Chi's mouth, "Okay, let's go to Taohuawu, we can take a boat."

Jiang Chi's attention was still easily diverted, Yuanyuan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he immediately left his beautiful sister and senior brother behind: "That's not impossible."

"Then let's go. I remember that there is a family by the bridge that makes delicious wontons! There is also a family that makes bamboo dragonflies that are really pretty."

"You wait."

"what……"

"Chirp~"

The little fox said, "Why are you blushing?"

Sikong Yue's hands and feet fluttered, her face was red and her ears were red: "You, why are you kissing me?"

The little fox looked back and smiled brightly: "Cross you."