Jinghong knife

Chu Hanyang actually heard everything, Qingming said one thing not to go, another one, probably dreamed that something happened to him.

Chu Hanyang didn't want to make any promises, because he knew that people would change, and he was afraid that he would change too, so he would break his promise.

However, at this moment, he wanted to say something, to comfort this man whose eyes were red because of his nightmares.

"Don't be afraid."

Chu Hanyang patted Qing Ming's body.

Qingming paused, her throat moved, and she kissed him cautiously, with an almost devout expression.

"My lord, I would like to ask you one thing." Qingming hugged Chu Hanyang when his lips parted, and whispered in his ear.

Chu Hanyang took a deep breath, and said with a light smile: "You never asked me for anything, it's strange, but after having a dream, you got enlightened, tell me, what's the matter?"

Qingming was silent for a while, and said in a hoarse voice: "I beg the Lord, if one day I don't want to see my subordinates, I will kill them directly. Please don't drive my subordinates away... I am willing to lead you die."

After the voice fell, the room fell into a dead silence.

After a long time, Chu Hanyang's tone was a little cold.

"What if I get married and have children? What if I still want to keep you? Are you still willing to stay with me?"

The blood in Qing Ming's whole body suddenly cooled down, his eyes were bitter and gloomy, if that day came, he would rather kill himself, but he has no such right.

"Subordinates... follow orders."

Qingming's deep brows and eyes were full of despair and misery. Even though such a life would make his life worse than death, if it was the Lord's wish, then he would obey it.

Chu Hanyang knew that Qing Ming was loyal, and he also knew the reason for his loyalty, but at this moment he realized that he still underestimated Qing Ming's feelings for him.

This man knew that he would become his plaything, knew that he was just using him, knew that he would marry a wife and have children but still refused to let him go, but still chose to obey, even though he himself lived in hell every day after that among.

No man can accept that the one he loves has to look away, teasing himself while embracing his wife.

But Qing Ming is willing, no, he is forcing himself to bear it.

Just because that's what his master wanted, even though his master had never been tempted by him, it was just playing with his feelings.

Chu Hanyang stretched out his hand and gently stroked Qing Ming's face, the handsome and cold face, the warm and smooth skin, and the firm lines...

He didn't know when it started, but he began to miss the warmth of this person. Although he didn't understand feelings, he knew that he had a strong desire to possess this person.

This man has dedicated all his loyalty to him, bringing him warmth and care and care that others have never given him. He indulges all his willfulness, is docile and strong, and can let himself rest assured that his back will be handed over to him. he.

This man always has only himself in his eyes and heart, which is very good, no, very good.

Chu Hanyang's chest was cold and hard, not even Xiao Chen or Yan Ruoqing, who had known him for ten years, had never softened his heart, so everyone was afraid of him.

Because of his indifference, even his parents were unwilling to show any affection to him, because they knew they would not get a response.

No one will pay for a person who will never get emotional response, this is instinct.

Chu Hanyang knew it all along, so he didn't blame them.This is his fate.He was born without the heart of an ordinary person.

But Qingming is different, even if he knows that this is a hopeless love, even if he knows that Chu Hanyang has no heart, he is still willing to give everything he has without reservation.

Love is as desperate as a sacrifice, even if his body is covered with bruises, even if his heart is riddled with holes, he walks towards Chu Hanyang without hesitation, like a moth embracing a flame, gentle and decisive.

Chu Hanyang gently kissed those cool lips, and said softly like a lover's whisper: "Ah Qing, I don't need others. Just stay with me for the rest of your life."

Qing Ming closed her eyes, her heart sank.

"Ah Qing, if I want you, will you give it to me?" Chu Hanyang's kiss fell on Qingming's ear, which made him tremble again.

"Give."

Whatever you want, I'll give it to you.

The answer without hesitation made Chu Hanyang hook his lips in satisfaction, and hugged Qingming's waist with a slight force, and the positions of the two were reversed in an instant.

"I'm tired, it's you. If you feel comfortable serving me, your Patriarch will give you a promise."

Qingming looked at Chu Hanyang in amazement, a gentle smile appeared in his eyes, he saw Chu Hanyang lying lazily on the bed, his clothes were disheveled, his eyes were hazy, and the curve from the head to the end of his eyes was so beautiful and shocking, Just looking at him obliquely like that made him confused for a while.

After a long time, Chu Hanyang had no way to think anymore, he could only shake his whole body irresistibly following Qing Ming's movements, and finally limp into a ball, his eyes lost his focus, and even his breathing stopped. After a long time, a burst of violent gasp.

Qingming swallowed what was in his mouth, and before he could say anything, he saw Chu Hanyang's face was flushed, his phoenix eyes were full of mist, and he looked at him in bewilderment.

Qing Ming ignored the abnormality under her body, took a few breaths, pulled Chu Hanyang into her arms, lay down and hugged her tightly, and then asked softly, "My lord... Are you comfortable?"

Chu Hanyang paused, then burst out laughing: "Well, it feels good."

Qing Ming wanted to know what promise he would make to himself, wanted to ask but dared not, feeling a little anxious.

Seeing him like this, Chu Hanyang thought it was funny, pretended not to remember what he said just now, and leaned into his arms in a daze, as if he was about to fall asleep soon.

Qingming's heart was suddenly suspended again, he opened his mouth, and after a long time, he called out to the Lord.

Chu Hanyang laughed in his heart, still pretending to be sleepy with evil intentions, and asked vaguely: "What's wrong?"

Qing Ming paused, pursed her lips, feeling a little depressed, neither dared to speak, nor dared to get angry, she rested her chin on the top of Chu Hanyang's hair dejectedly, rubbed it, and said sullenly: "... "It's okay, go to sleep."

Chu Hanyang finally couldn't help laughing out loud, his voice was still a little hoarse, but he was very happy. When he smiled, Qingming immediately knew that the Lord was teasing him again, so he pursed his lower lip and fell silent.

His dark eyes stared at Chu Hanyang, full of helplessness and connivance, and a little bit of grievance.

Chu Hanyang laughed enough, stretched out his arms to hug Qing Ming's waist, which felt so good, and blew into his ear, and said in a low voice, "You have a nice voice, I'll tell you."