Self-cultivation in the world of monster hunting

Later, Jin Shanbai got drunk again, Lu Xiang had never drunk before, and when he got excited, he also joined in the fun, successfully got himself drunk, and was finally carried back to the room by Sijun.

Sijun carefully took off Lu Xiang's shoes and socks, and put him on the couch.

However, this is the first time the drunkard didn't have any alcoholic taste. When he got drunk, he started to drink wildly, dancing and dancing non-stop, and kept saying vague drunken words in his mouth, none of which he could understand.

Sijun covered Lu Xiang with a brocade quilt on one side, but Lu Xiang lifted it off the other side, Sijun covered it again, and Lu Xiang lifted it up again.

"Don't make trouble." Sijun said in a deep voice, then sat on the edge of the bed, firmly held Lu Xiang's hands, and said in a low voice, "Be good."

Lu Xiang stared at Sijun, who was close at hand, with wide eyes, and blinked lightly.

Seeing that Lu Xiang seemed to be calming down, Sijun let go of his hand, but just as soon as he let go, Lu Xiang brushed and lifted the quilt again.

Sijun was not angry either, and still patiently pulled the quilt back to Lu Xiang.

But this time, Sijun didn't give Lu Xiang another chance to lift the quilt. He held Lu Xiang's wrists with one hand, and the fingers of the other hand drew a circle around Lu Xiang's wrists.With the movement of his fingertips, a slender silver light encircled Lu Xiang's wrist.Then Sijun grabbed Lu Xiang's wobbly legs and encircled those restless legs in the same way.

So Lu Xiang was completely honest now, and could no longer lift the quilt indiscriminately, and could only stare at Sijun with two watery eyes.

Sijun kissed Lu Xiang's lips, Lu Xiang didn't know anything in a daze, but when he felt Sijun's temperature, he instinctively leaned towards his body, and with the bound two He hooked Sijun's neck with his hands, and rubbed his face, babbling nonsense.

After listening for a while, Sijun really understood what he was talking about, and said, "Stop talking, I can't hear you clearly. I'll go and pour hot water for you to wipe your face. You should rest first."

Lu Xiang's mind was in a mess, he could only feel that Sijun's breath and voice made his whole body itch, and he wanted to rely on Sijun for some reason.

But the next moment, Sijun had already pulled his hand away, turned around and went out to get some hot water.

Lu Xiang fell straight on the bed, his mind was full of the light kiss that Sijun had left on his lips just now, his body became hotter and hotter, and in his daze, he suddenly remembered that a long time ago, he just When I knew I liked Sijun.

At that time, Lu Xiang didn't know his identity, and mistakenly thought that the person he was looking for might have old grievances with him, so he had an awkward fight with Sijun for a long time, and kept avoiding Sijun.

Later, everything was settled, and Lu Xiang lost his younger brother, and lived in great pain for a long time.Although he promised his younger brother to live a good life, it was not so easy to do.

At least half a year, or longer.Anyway, during that period of time when Lu Xiang woke up, he felt like he was having a nightmare. The state was too bad. Sijun stayed with him all day and all night, and they never separated for a moment.

Sijun, who has always been taciturn, talked to him more in that short time than Sijun in his entire life.

At that time, Lu Xiang was in a daze and didn't know what Sijun said.

But he could feel that the warmth and strength Sijun gave him at that time allowed him to survive, and he finally lived up to his younger brother's entrustment.

So they stayed together day and night like this, and one night when they finally came out of the pain slowly, Sijun hugged him, whispered something in his ear, and then kissed him naturally He, everything that happened after that happened logically.

All that is so similar to the wedding night that Lu Xiang saw in Candle Fairy's fantasy.The soft candlelight shone on Sijun's handsome face, and Lu Xiang was fascinated by it. He couldn't help wrapping his hands around Sijun's waist, and completely accepted the tenderness and toughness Sijun gave him.Every breath of Sijun was deeply engraved in his soul, and he will never forget it.

Time goes back to this moment.

The spirits tonight made Lu Xiang's mind messed up, but for some reason, amidst the chaos, everything from that night was so clear, and gradually, even those muddled days in the past became clear.

There seemed to be a white light flashing in Lu Xiang's mind, so what Sijun said to him during that period broke into Lu Xiang's ears without warning.

"I need you."

"I want to see your smile."

"I will hold on for you, and you will hold on for me."

"I love you."

……

Not long ago, Lu Xiang secretly thought: When did Sijun fall in love with himself?Does he like himself because he really likes himself, or because of the responsibilities his mother left him, leaving him no other choice?

But until he recalled everything at that time, Lu Xiang suddenly understood that none of this was important.

It doesn't really matter when and why.The important thing is that he can feel that Sijun's feelings for him are deep and long-lasting, like the winter sun, which can always give him silent warmth, no less than his feelings for Sijun.

Thinking about it, Lu Xiang suddenly felt that the corners of his eyes were cold. He reached out and touched it, and found that he was crying again.

Lu Xiang used to feel that he was very strong and would not cry no matter what happened, but this was the second time he cried this night.

Lu Xiang sniffed lightly, and shrank his body into the quilt.

Just at this time, Sijun came back after filling the hot water. He dug Lu Xiang out of the quilt and wiped Lu Xiang's face, only to find that Lu Xiang's eyes were wet.

"What's wrong?" Sijun's voice didn't sound too turbulent, but Lu Xiang could feel that Sijun was worried about him.

Lu Xiang opened his eyes, and hung his bound hands around Sijun's neck again.

Sijun asked in a low voice: "Are you sober? Don't make trouble anymore?"

"No, I'm still dizzy." Lu Xiang pulled Sijun down forcefully, so their lips almost stuck together.

Lu Xiang stared at Sijun and said, "I'm dizzy, I remembered something."

Sijun gently brushed Lu Xiang's face with the back of his hand, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"You..." Lu Xiang murmured softly, and answered the wrong question, "You love me so much..."

Sijun was silent for a long time, and finally hugged Lu Xiang gently, and whispered in his ear, "Yes."

Lu Xiang paused slightly, feeling dizzy, and felt that his whole body was hot. He couldn't restrain the emotion at the moment, he just wanted to hug Sijun tightly, and tell him that he and his feelings were the same as him.

But Lu Xiang was restrained by the bound hands and feet. He twisted for a long time but did not break free, so he blushed and said, "Let me go..."

Ke Sijun didn't obey Lu Xiang's words, he straightened up, looked down at Lu Xiang condescendingly, and said, "You can't let it go, this is punishment."

Lu Xiang froze for a moment, not understanding Sijun's meaning.

Sijun slightly raised his eyebrows, and said two names coldly: "Little Taohong, Little Jasmine."

Lu Xiang recalled for a long time before he remembered these two names.

During the day, I felt that Sijun was angry, and sure enough, he was very angry.

I don't know if it's because I figured out that Sijun has deep feelings for me so I'm a little proud, or because the wine tonight made Lu Xiang lose his mind, he suddenly became very bold, and hooked Sijun's neck and threw Sijun Jun pulled it down, and the lips of the two were only one finger apart again.

Sijun was stunned for a while, and before he could say a word, Lu Xiang stuck it in Sijun's ear and whispered: "I don't know those people, I only have those people in my heart, there is only one who loves me the most, My favorite too... Xiao Sijun."

Sijun's eyes darkened, he suddenly grabbed Lu Xiang's chin, and kissed him hard.

Lu Xiang still didn't know what it was that made Sijun suddenly become so ferocious. The moment he was held down, he struggled in a daze and panic, but it was of no use at all.

So Lu Xiang gave up resisting, and a broken voice came out from Sijun's violent kiss: "At least... at least let me go..."

"Don't let go." Sijun replied softly while raising his hand slightly, and now the silver light surrounded Lu Xiang's eyes again, Lu Xiang couldn't help but couldn't move, he couldn't even see.

Lu Xiang was taken aback, and hurriedly asked: "I can't see? What are you doing?"

Sijun replied in a low voice: "You will know soon, be good, be quiet."

Lu Xiang's entire face was flushed, and he really couldn't make a sound.

The next moment, with a wave of Sijun's hand, more than half of the candles in the room were extinguished in an instant, leaving only the ambiguous dim candlelight in the room.

The window curtain swayed in the breeze, and finally fell gently and slowly, covering all the scene on the bed.