It's not good for a beauty to be so irritable

Bai Lang sat blankly, his neck leaning against Bai Han's arms.

Bai Han was born with a cold body, and after practicing kung fu, his body became colder and colder.

As soon as ordinary people approached him, they would feel the faint cold air attacking him.

But for the people of Iron Eagle Fort, such a temperature is normal.

Even the lower the body temperature, the more refined the kung fu.

Like now leaning against Bai Hai's arms, he could smell the winter ice between his breaths.

pure.

Chill.

This is the taste of his martial arts achievements.

Bai Lang leaned against Bai Han's arms without moving, thinking of his own martial arts which were nothing compared to the castle master, he felt very sad.

It doesn't matter that the castle owner is handsome, but his martial arts are still so good.

If one day the castle master fell in love with a girl and ran away with someone else, that feeling...

Bai Lang babbled and babbled, his mouth was sour.

There is a sense of frustration that the beauty I raised was kidnapped.

"hungry?"

Bai Han helped him up and asked seriously.

"Not hungry, not hungry."

Bai Lang shook his head quickly.

Bai Han stared at him for a while, making Bai Lang's hair stand on end.

"I'm really not hungry." Bai Lang said sincerely to his castle owner.

Bai Han held his hand, "I see."

Bai Lang wanted to withdraw his hand, but as soon as he moved, Bai Han held it tighter.

He intended to use brute force, but when Wei Wei used force, the wound on his body began to hurt.This is the lesson given by the castle owner.Bai Lang straightened his back and didn't dare to struggle any more.

"In the future," Bai Han suddenly said with an accentuated tone, "don't do this again."

He didn't say what this meant, only the aching wound made Bai Lang vaguely understand what Bai Han was referring to.But he didn't want to obey.

"Castle Master..." he hesitated.

Bai Hanjian frowned, with sharp lines, "What?"

It seems to be more painful.

Bai Lang smiled obsequiously, and shut up wisely.

Bai Han waited for a while, but he didn't see him speaking, and the uneasiness that had arisen in his heart slowly dissipated.He slowly put down Bai Lang, let him lie flat on the bed, then stretched out a pair of hands as pale and clean as ice to untie Bai Lang's clothes.

Bai Lang lay straight, even his toes were stretched out.

Want to hide, but dare not hide.

"Castle Master?" He cautiously stretched out his hand to block Bai Han's further movements.

Bai Han stopped and looked up at him.

"Castle Master," Bai Lang subconsciously squeezed a smiley face, "This subordinate doesn't want to sleep now, so don't bother the Castle Master."

Bai Han withdrew his gaze, took Bai Lang's hand away without saying a word, and quickly and lightly opened his clothes.

With his bare skin exposed, Bai Lang couldn't react for a while, and stared blankly at Bai Han's side face.

"Apply medicine."

Bai Han frankly raised his hand and took off all of Bai Lang's clothes, then took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and waved it in front of Bai Lang's eyes.

Bai Lang's muscular body was exposed to the air, and it was also unreservedly exposed to the castle owner's sight.He stretched out his hand awkwardly, feeling the urge to cover himself.

As soon as he raised his hand, Bai Han pressed it down. "Stay still," he said.

The tips of Bai Lang's ears were flushed, and he clenched his hands into fists, placed them on both sides of his body, and stammered, "Castle Master, don't you need to use the medicine?"

The scars on his body had already scabbed over, and his previously smooth skin was covered by criss-crossing scars.

Bai Han's fingertips gently caressed the scars.

He used very light force, for fear of hurting Bai Lang.

Lying stiffly, Bai Lang felt that where Bai Han's fingers touched, it brought itching, and his body couldn't help feeling strange.

He clenched his teeth and tried his best to ignore the sensations on his body and the touch brought by his fingertips.

"Uncomfortable?"

Bai Han noticed his patience, and relaxed his strength more and more, his fingertips were like light, cool feathers, across Bai Lang's chest.

Bai Lang was in a state of distress.

The body is throbbing.

Every time Bai Han touched him, he used all his strength to endure and suppress the impulse from the bottom of his heart and the physiological reaction of his body.

"It's okay." He replied stubbornly.

There is restraint in the voice.

Bai Han looked at the medicine bottle in bewilderment, to confirm that he did not take the wrong medicine.

But Bai Lang's reaction should not be what this drug can bring.

He looked at Bai Lang suspiciously.

Bai Lang's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his face was flushed.

Seeing Bai Han looking over, Bai Lang turned his head away in embarrassment, not to meet his gaze.

He himself was also surprised, obviously the castle master was only given a wound medicine, why he reacted so strongly as if he had been given an aphrodisiac.

Bai Han took out his handkerchief, gently wiped off the sweat on Bai Lang's forehead, and then put his hands on Bai Lang's forehead. The low body temperature brought a bit of coolness to Bai Lang's swollen forehead.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief comfortably.

Bai Han noticed that his expression was gradually relaxing, and the cold air secretly condensed on his palms, and he walked on Bai Lang's body again.

The body was no bigger than the forehead, the fiery body was frozen by the cold palm, and Bai Lang immediately sneezed.Bai Han's hand froze, and he stared at Bai Lang steadfastly.

Bai Lang rubbed his nose and smiled awkwardly.

This time the impulse is gone, but such a little cold can make him sneeze, which is really embarrassing.

"what happened to you?"

Bai Han asked again.

Today's Bai Lang is really different from the past.

"It's nothing." Bai Lang half sat up uncomfortably, when he looked up, he saw Bai Han's face close in front of him, he was startled, and quickly leaned back.

Bai Han was originally sitting by the bed, and Bai Lang got up together, facing him face to face.

He didn't mind Bai Lang being intimate with him at first, but Bai Lang's behavior of avoiding jackals made him immediately unhappy.

"You hide from me." He approached Bai Lang, so close that he smelled him.

"Castle Master?" Bai Lang looked at Bai Han, almost seeing each other.

He has called the castle master all tonight, he thought helplessly.

The people of Iron Eagle Fort lived with the ice all year round, their complexion was paler than that of ordinary people, and their blood was very pale.

Only Bai Lang, with dark skin and extremely red lips.

Is it like fire?

Bai Han moved his eyes down, staring at Bai Lang's lips in a trance, a vague image inexplicably appeared in his mind, there were two people entwined in the ice cave, their bodies were very cold, but the person holding them was very hot, he was like a child in winter The flames made him extremely hot, and he was reluctant to let go of the slightest bit.

It is fire.

Bai Han affirmed in his heart.

He slowly leaned forward, and pressed his lips against Bai Lang's with an undeniable posture.

The warm feeling made him feel hot.

It is this feeling.

The moment he touched Bai Lang, Bai Han had the illusion of returning to the ice cave.

Bai Lang's lips were like sparks, making him suck and entangle, unwilling to let go.

Bai Han stretched out his hand and hugged him tightly.

Bai Lang was forced to bear Bai Han's kiss, his mind was as confused as a paste.

Bai Han's lips are just like his own, cold and soft, even if the lips and tongue are intertwined like this, they are only slightly warm, not fiery.

Bai Lang's hand tightly grasped the bed sheet, he felt that he was about to suffocate under Bai Han's kiss, his body was burning hot, so hot that he couldn't figure out how to refuse.

This is not normal.

It doesn't matter if it's him or Bai Han.

Such a thought flashed through Bai Lang's mind.

The atmosphere became more and more intense, Bai Han's embrace became tighter and tighter, wrapping around him like a snake.

must be pushed away.

Bai Lang raised his hand and put it on Bai Han's shoulder.

Bai Han hummed softly, slightly opened his closed eyes, glanced at him in confusion, then closed them again, and fell into this fiery feeling wholeheartedly.

Bai Lang's mind was taken away by that look, the hands on his shoulders slid down, whirled to Bai Han's back, and when Bai Han bit the tip of his tongue and sucked him, he hugged him tightly.

Something is developing out of control.

Bai Lang felt that his self-control was crumbling.

Wherever the palm touched, it was the skin that was originally cold and instantly warm.

Creamy and pliable.

Attractive, put his hand on it and never let go.

Bai Lang rubbed the body under his hands greedily, like a beast that had been kept in captivity for a long time, it suddenly released its restraint, enjoying a night of pleasure indulgently.

Bai Han snorted softly, and put his arms around Bai Lang's neck.

Everything is familiar.

Including the touch of the body and the desire of the heart.

Demand and giving, as if they have happened countless times, are natural and hot.

As in some old days, they often did.

Bai Han let Bai Lang tear off his clothes, hugged him roughly, then kissed him carelessly, pressing him down.

"A Bing."

Bai Lang eagerly kissed Bai Han's ear, calling affectionately in his ear.

This sound was like a thunderstorm, which instantly awakened Bai Han from his desire.

He froze there and asked almost inaudibly, "What?"

Bai Lang raised his chin, kissed him deeply, and said with a smile, "Ah Bing."

Bai Han felt like falling into an ice cave.

Bai Lang hugged him, kissed him again, and sighed comfortably, "I miss you so much."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of severe pain hit, and Bai Lang slammed heavily on the floor.

He woke up immediately and looked up at the bed.

Bai Han's hair was disheveled, his clothes slipped off, and he looked at him coldly and without a trace of emotion.

Bai Lang's mind went blank, this kind of Bai Han terrified him.

He is afraid...

"I'll kill you." Bai Han said calmly, his entire palm was covered in ice.

Bai Lang smiled wryly, got up slowly, picked up the clothes on the ground, put them beside Bai Han, then knelt on the ground naked, without saying a word, waiting for Bai Han's final execution.

Bai Han's fingertips were trembling, but he soon calmed down.

"Bai Bing." He said such a name.

Bai Lang's body shook, and he lay prone on the ground without saying a word.

The cold air lingered in Bai Han's palm, as if wrapped in ice, he uttered two words coldly, "Explain."

Bai Lang knelt there quietly for a long time before he said with difficulty, "Subordinate, I have nothing to say."

A cold killing intent struck.Bai Lang closed his eyes.

Just let this time be over for good.

He had the pleasure of being relieved.

Bai Han's heart felt as cold as ice.

kill him.

It was the only thought on his mind.

The lingering love just now, and his willingness, were all under that name, which seemed ridiculous and pitiful.

He raised his palm and patted Bai Lang's Tianling Gai.

"Do you have the heart to kill him?"

Just as the palm was about to fall, a voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"Who!"

Bai Han grabbed his clothes, wrapped them up, and looked around fiercely.

Bai Lang knelt as if he had never heard of it, he didn't mind being seen naked at all.

"If you don't want him, I can have him."

The man's voice was seductive, "I like him very much."

"you dare."

Bai Han's expression froze, and he threw Bai Lang's clothes on him.

Bai Lang put on his clothes in silence, and knelt down again in a proper manner.

"So obedient." The voice became sharp, "Go away, Bai Lang is mine."

Bai Han looked around, the person was hiding so deeply that he couldn't feel his aura in the room.

"Come out." He said coldly.

"Why should I go out?" the voice asked rhetorically, and then asked triumphantly, "Did you like the gift I just gave you?"

The gift just now?

Bai Han thought of the phrase Ah Bing that Bai Lang called in his ear.

"You're courting death." There was killing intent in his eyes.

"It's me he likes. It's me he's thinking about." The voice became delicate again, "I'm Ah Bing."

It was clearly a man's voice, but speaking in such a tone made Bai Han very disgusted.

He forced not to be controlled by the repressed hatred in his chest, tried his best to calm his mind, and looked for clues about that person.

Bai Lang knelt on the ground, unmoved by the quarrel between the two.

Only when the man mentioned the name Ah Bing, he trembled almost invisible.

"Bai Lang, he punished you like this, do you hate him?"

That voice rang in my ears, a male and female voice, with naked temptation.

Bai Lang knelt down, resting his head on the floor, unable to see his expression clearly.

"It seems that he dares to be angry but dare not speak up." The man laughed.

Bai Lang straightened his back, saw the white corner of the clothes in front of him through the gap, gritted his teeth, and didn't answer him.

"You have appeared." Bai Han said.

"Yes, I showed up."

The man was not afraid of him, so he laughed, "You should be glad that I just showed up now, otherwise, there would be nothing wrong with you." He bent down, and his slender fingers drew an arc vaguely on Bai Lang's back, "Yes Come on, Bai Lang."

The icy fingertips scratched his back without any warmth, as if pierced by ice, and Bai Lang's white clothes were gradually soaked in blood.

He is angry.

Bai Lang clenched his hands tightly.

"Looking for death." Seeing that Bai Lang was covered in blood, Bai Han immediately slapped him to force the man back.

The man moved away in an instant, his back turned to Bai Han, and he couldn't see clearly from the beginning to the end.

But Bai Han knew that he was very familiar with him, as if he was familiar with another self.

"It's really murderous," the man laughed, and slowly turned his head, revealing a stern side face, that handsome cheek, coupled with the enchanting voice, looked very unsuitable, "Would you rather kill me?"

"If you kill Ah Bing, Bai Lang will be sad." The man continued with a smile.

Bai Han's hands stopped, and he looked at Bai Lang.

Bai Lang raised his head tremblingly, opened his mouth a few times, and finally said with difficulty, "Castle Master, please spare him."

Bai Han looked at him in disbelief.

It was unbearable to hear him calling someone else's name with his own ears on the bed, and at this moment, he knelt down and begged to let Bai Bing's life go.

How embarrassing it was for him.

"Haha." Bai Bing laughed unscrupulously, he stretched out his hand, trying to pull Bai Lang up, "Let's go."

But before he put his hands on Bai Lang, he was forced back by a murderous aura.

Bai Han's already pale lips looked abnormally pale, and he pressed his lips so tightly that it was almost impenetrable.

kill them.

It was his only thought.

"If you kill me, Bai Lang won't survive." Bai Bing retreated step by step, only intercepting, not actively attacking.

His words made Bai Han even more angry.His whole body was covered in ice, and at the end of the fight, he used a killer move that hurt both sides.

"Madman, are you going to die?" Bai Bing barely blocked Bai Han's blow and said in shock.

Bai Han didn't answer, he just raised his palm luckily and tried his best to put him to death.

Bai Bing couldn't see well, so he dodged Bai Han's palm in embarrassment, and broke out through the window. After a while, his voice was far away, and he shouted from the air, "Bai Lang, take care of yourself, I will come to rescue you next time."

Bai Han stopped in front of the window, smashing half of the inn's wall with his palm.

Downstairs came the terrified cry of the innkeeper.

Bai Lang raised his head tremblingly, and said in a mournful voice, "Castle Master."

After that blow, Bai Han stood still, and when he heard Bai Lang calling him, he slowly turned his head back after a long time. He moved very slowly, like a real ice sculpture, turning his head bit by bit.

Then, as if frozen, he stood by the broken wall and stared at Bai Lang without showing any emotion, without blinking his eyes.

Bai Lang stood up at this moment.

The blood on his back was still flowing, but he didn't seem to notice it, every step was extremely heavy, he walked to Bai Han's side step by step, then stretched out his hand, and hugged him tightly.

"Castle Master." He murmured, moved his face closer, and pressed his lips against Bai Han's very lightly, with a sad look in his eyes.

Bai Han didn't move, he let him hug him, standing there unconsciously.

Bai Lang's eyes were red, and he embraced Bai Han with nostalgia, his body was completely fitted together without leaving a single gap.

The wind poured in through the hole, and the porcelain vase on the bedside rolled down crookedly.

Bai Lang fixed his eyes, walked over to pick it up, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, and immediately understood where the unusualness between him and the castle master came from tonight.

This medicine has been tampered with.

The castle owner didn't notice.

"Ah Bing." He looked outside and clenched the porcelain bottle tightly.

It was still late at night, and the shopkeeper yelled a few words downstairs, then shut up.

People from Iron Eagle Fort asked outside the door, but Bai Lang sent them back.

When there was no one around, Bai Lang surrounded Bai Han again, standing side by side with incomparable intimacy.

The past time flies by before the eyes, with vivid colors, people can't help but sigh.

Bai Lang took a long breath, then stretched out his hand to stroke Bai Han's handsome cheek, and pressed a kiss on his forehead.

Bai Han's long eyelashes fluttered, he turned his head as if he had lifted his restraint, and asked suspiciously, "Bai Lang?"

Bai Lang saluted respectfully, "Master."

Bai Han's eyes gradually became clear, and he stared intently at the bloodstains on Bai Lang's back. After a long time, he couldn't tell the emotion and said, "I seem to see Ah Bing."