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

The room was full of blood, and all the ghosts and insects in the dark compartment were released.

Han Ze's eyes protruded, he struggled and screamed on the ground, and after a while he looked like he was about to die.

Bai Bing looked at all this coldly, and stood beside Han Ze like ice, until Han Ze lay motionless on the ground before waving his sleeves and leaving.

As soon as Bai Bing left, the ghost insects that had detoured because they were afraid of him suddenly became active. They flapped their wings and flew out from the window and door cracks, and disappeared into the night after a while.

In the silent Han Mansion, darkness and death spread silently.

Chu Jing carried Han Feng on his back, sweating from exhaustion.

Han Feng lay on his back, no matter how much he scolded, he couldn't get off.

He wanted to put him directly on the ground, but he was also worried that his butt, which had landed twice before, would get a new injury.

Chu Jing's heart was suppressed, and he had no choice but to walk around with Han Feng on his back.

Han Feng leaned on his shoulder, and said to Chu affectionately, "Xiao Chu, you are so kind."

The affectionate look made Chu Jing shake his shoulders.

"Xiao Chu, I knew you were the best for me." Han Feng continued to express his love in his heart, "I knew you would be reluctant to let me get hurt, and you would not want me to leave. I know you love the most..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sharp pain in his buttocks, and he was thrown to the ground by Chu Jing again.

Han Feng raised his head and complained, his exposed eyes were full of grievances, "Xiao Chu, you threw me again."

With blue veins popping out of Chu Jing's forehead, he pointed at his nose and cursed, "Can you stop doing this..." He couldn't continue.

"Xiao Chu, don't you like this?" Han Feng raised his head, his broken voice was full of bewilderment and grievance.

"I don't like it." Chu Jing replied firmly.

Han Feng's eyes lit up, and he rushed forward to hug Chu Jing, "I can change it, just tell me what you like."

Chu Jing brushed him away with a headache, "Han Feng, don't do this."

Han Feng's eyes flashed, and he pretended not to understand and asked, "What don't you want?"

Chu looked at him in surprise, "You really don't know?"

Han Feng shook his head, "I don't know." He said while reaching out to rub his buttocks, "Xiao Chu, come and hug me."

Chu Jing remained silent, staring at him as if wanting to see into his heart.

Han Feng maintained the posture of reaching out, stood still, rubbed his nose and said, "Xiao Chu?"

Chu Jing turned around abruptly, with his back to Han Feng, and his voice could not discern emotion, "You know what? Han Feng, I hate people like you the most."

Han Feng was stunned, "Xiao Chu..." He lifted the corner of his mouth a few times before he smiled, but when he finished speaking, he realized that his face was covered and Chu Jing couldn't see it at all, so he gave up helplessly. Smile and ask softly, "Are you angry?"

Chu Jing hummed in his heart, but for some reason, the words couldn't come out smoothly.

The two stalemate in the street, pedestrians coming and going looked at them in surprise.

After a long time, Chu Jing suppressed the soreness in his heart, and said to Han Feng, "Let's go, find an inn to rest."

Han Feng nodded sullenly, and followed Chu Jing obediently.

Without his usual bastard appearance, Han Feng, who was wrapped in rags all over his body, looked disheartened, and slowly followed Chu Jing forward.

The atmosphere of silence made people uncomfortable, Chu Jing walked faster and faster, and soon left the limping Han Feng behind.

When he reached an inn, Chu Jing turned around and asked Han Feng, only to find that he was not behind him.

"..." Chu Jing raised his forehead and laughed speechlessly.

He should have gone to find Han Feng and brought him to the inn, but thinking of Han Feng's stalking, he couldn't move forward, and a voice in his heart stopped him, telling him not to entangle Han Feng too much.

That disfigured Han Feng.

He remembered very clearly that the previous Han Feng was not like this.

Han Feng is used to wearing white clothes and has a tall and straight figure. When they first met, Chu Jing admired him very much, thinking that he was a young hero worthy of friendship.

Calm, witty, and funny.

Chu Jing, who had just entered the rivers and lakes, was immediately attracted by this kind of Han Feng, and even sworn brothers with Han Feng at the beginning of meeting.

But Han Feng rejected him.

Chu Jing thought that he was too reckless and frightened Han Feng, so he held his temper and walked with Han Feng, hoping that one day Han Feng would change his mind and become a sworn brother with him.

There are many brothers in his family, one more would be better.

I don't know when, it should be a short time since we met, and Han Feng suddenly seemed to be a different person.

Talking and doing things are completely different from before.

The calm elder brother in the past disappeared, and became a "lunatic" with exaggerated behavior and exaggerated words.

When he didn't even ask his name clearly, Han Feng directly turned himself into a lunatic.

Chu Jing didn't like Han Feng like this.

But he couldn't leave him.

Han Feng was the first friend he recognized in the arena.

Even if he gets crazy, he wants him to be fine.

Until one day, Han Feng intended to...

Chu sighed in amazement, a fire burned away, and Han Feng became unrecognizable because of him.

I don't know if this encounter is fate or evil.

"Xiao Chu! Xiao Chu!" Someone in the crowd shouted hoarsely.

Chu Jing turned his head reluctantly, just in time to see Han Feng being beaten by a son on horseback.

Han Feng waved to him excitedly, not paying attention to the whip that fell on him.

The moment Chu Jing saw this scene, his reason was burned away by the raging fire in his head.Using lightness kung fu, he jumped up and landed beside Han Feng in the blink of an eye. Then, under the surprised eyes of the young master, he kicked him away, and then picked up Han Feng and landed on the roof.

"Xiao Chu, I finally found you." There was undisguised excitement in Han Feng's eyes.

Chu Jing gritted his teeth angrily, "Won't you run away when someone beats you? You burned your face, not your brain!"

Han Feng was stunned, and slowly let go of Chu Jing's clothes, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "He doesn't know martial arts, I can't shoot against such a person."

Chu Jing froze, uncontrollably recalling the scene when he saw Han Feng for the first time in his mind.

At that time, Han Feng was also being bullied, but he just dodged and didn't take the initiative to fight back.

He hid aside and watched for a while, and finally couldn't help but help him beat those villagers away, and then asked him curiously, "The way you dodge, it doesn't look like you don't know martial arts. When someone hits you, why don't you fight back?" ?”

That's what Han Feng said at that time.

He would rather dodge, even get hit a few times, rather than attack someone who has no martial arts skills at all.

This point, Han Feng has not changed.

"Xiao Chu, are you angry?"

Han Feng asked again.

Chu Jing had mixed feelings in his heart, shook his head and said, "No."

Hearing this, Han Feng laughed happily, stretched out his hand to hold Chu Jing's hand, tilted his head and said, "Let's go back."

Chu Jing dodged, avoided Han Feng's hand, and said, "Let's go."

Han Feng let out a low voice, and walked away.

Then he stepped on the air, and the whole person fell down.

Chu Jing hurriedly jumped up, and picked up Han Feng who was falling sharply in the air. Han Feng smiled, hugged Chu Jing's shoulders, tilted his body, and the two of them rolled on the ground hugging each other—mouth to mouth.

Chu Jing's eyes widened, unable to recover for a moment.

There was an uproar in the street.

Han Feng rubbed the rag on Chu Jing's lips and face before getting up with a smile, and while Chu Jing wasn't paying attention, he dragged his rag and ran away.

"Han Feng!" Chu clenched his fists in shock and vowed to beat Han Feng until he cried when he saw Han Feng again.

In the room, Bai Lang waited anxiously, not knowing what would happen to Bai Han who went out alone.

He is indeed a coward.

He was only threatened by Bai Bing, so he really didn't dare to chase him out.

I didn't dare to see where he was going, and I didn't dare to think why Bai Bing came out so frequently during this period of time.

He hadn't seen Bai Bing for a long time.

After the ghost worm appeared, Bai Bing appeared twice within a few days.

Each occurrence takes longer and longer.

What does this mean?

Is it Bai Han...

Bai Lang didn't dare to think about it at all.

If Bai Han, who was cold all day long, was replaced by Bai Bing, he didn't even dare to imagine such a scenario.

Baibing is a variable.

It is both Bai Han's and his.

From the first appearance of Bai Bing, he didn't know if he was one of the reasons for Bai Bing's appearance, and he only dared to avoid it from a distance on weekdays, and did not come into close contact with Bai Han.

This was his choice, and it was also the order of the old castle owner who lived in seclusion in Iron Eagle Castle and hadn't shown up for a long time.

Everything is for Bai Han.

"do you miss me?"

Someone whispered in the ear.

The sudden voice startled Bai Lang, and Bai Lang rubbed his ears, where the cold tone caused by his words aroused a layer of corn-like goosebumps.

He didn't notice Bai Bing coming in at all, let alone that he was so close to him.

The gap between the two made him clenched his fists.

"Castle Master." He said in a deep voice.

Bai Bing smiled enchantingly, sat in front of the bed, and said with a smile, "I hate it, what is your name, Castle Master, come and sit down."

Bai Lang froze and stood still.

"Don't defy me."

Bai Bing changed his tone, and said coldly, "I'm not in a good mood today."

Bai Lang glanced at him, then walked forward hesitantly.

"That's right." Bai Bing leaned against the head of the bed, her eyes soft and charming.

Bai Lang stood still in front of the bed.

Bai Bing looked at him expectantly, waited for a long time, but saw that he was as immobile as a wooden man, and smiled, "You haven't served for too long, so you forgot what to do?"

Bai Lang's mind was struck by lightning.

This sentence seems familiar.

In the past, when Bai Han was not as cold as he is now, he used to joke that he would serve the Castle Lord with his body when they were in a strong relationship.

Could it be that the person who appeared at that time was Bai Bing?

"Take off your clothes." Bai Bing ordered coldly.

Unlike Bai Han who can't hear emotion, his voice is really cold and gloomy.

"who are you?"

Bai Lang finally asked.

Bai Bing's face changed instantly, and the originally austere expression became enchanting again.

He stretched out his hand, stroked Bai Lang's cheek slowly, and said softly, "What do you think?"

Bai Lang's pretentiously coquettish voice sounded very discordant.

"Why did you appear?" Bai Lang clenched his hands, gritted his teeth, and asked what he wanted to ask in his heart.

Bai Bing laughed, "He, of course he is where he should be."

"Where is it?" Bai Lang looked at him eagerly.

Bai Bing's smile faded away, and she narrowed her eyes to look at him, "What do you think?"

Bai Lang had bad guesses in his mind.

"When are you going back?" he asked.

Bai Bing's hand caressed Bai Lang's lips, and asked charmingly, "What do you think?"

Bai Lang lowered his eyelids, not looking at him.

On his neck there were still traces of Bai Bing's pinch, and the blood stains had dried up, but Bai Lang didn't deal with it.

"What an enemy." Bai Bing stroked his wound pityingly, "Does it still hurt?"

Bai Lang shook his head silently.

"Are you doing this to make him feel distressed so that he can be released?" Bai Bing said suddenly.

Bai Lang raised his head suddenly, looking at Bai Bing full of expectation.

Bai Bing laughed, blushing all over his face, "You don't think it's true, do you?"

"En." Bai Lang lowered his head in disappointment.

"Is there anything I can't compare to Bai Han?" Bai Bing asked with a smile, brushing a hand across his body, extremely alluring, "Doesn't my body make you feel happy? "

If Bai Lang felt as if he was struck by lightning when he heard Bai Bing talk about the secret conversation with Bai Han in the past, then when he heard Bai Bing say these words now, it was because there was something in his mind His heart exploded, and his reason was pulled away in an instant. His eyes were shattered, and he rushed forward, grabbed Bai Bing's life gate, and said on the verge of despair, "Who the hell are you?"

Bai Bing laughed under him and teased, "Of course I am Bai Bing."

"Let him come out!" Bai Lang exerted force with his hands, his eyes were red.

Bai Bing relaxed her body without struggling, and lay obediently under Bai Lang, letting him restrain her.He was short of breath, but he didn't lose a bit of momentum, "It's really stupid." He said with difficulty, "If you kill me, Bai Han will never come out."

Bai Lang froze, his hands trembling, and then slowly let go.

"You will never learn to be smart." Bai Bing lay on the bed, looking at him with a smile.

Bai Lang stood by the bed dejectedly, and murmured, "How can we release Bai Han?"

Bai Bing smiled unabated, and asked, "What did you say?"

Bai Lang knelt on the ground with a plop, his head lowered, "Please, let Bai Han out."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit with a palm until he flew up. Bai Lang slammed heavily on the door before falling to the ground.A sweet and fishy smell hit his throat, he swallowed it hard, raised his head, and said again, "Let Bai Han out."

Bai Bing laughed back in anger, and said coldly, "What qualifications do you have to make such a request?"

Bai Lang was silent, he really didn't have the qualifications to make such a request.

Bai Bing appeared several times, just to hurt Bai Han, and did not show interest in other things.

For such a person, you don't know what he needs, how can you ask him to act according to your will?

There is not even a thing that can be exchanged.

Not to mention the qualifications to negotiate.

"It's better to make an exchange."

Bai Bing seemed to be tired, his voice returned to calm, and he lay lazily on the bed.

Bai Lang regained hope and looked at Bai Bing.

"Take off your clothes." Bai Bing joked.

Bai Lang's back tensed. Under such circumstances, he knew very well what it meant to take off his clothes.

But Bai Han...

He raised his hand and put it on the lapel.

However, after hesitating for a while, he still couldn't do it.

"What is hypocritical, it's not like I haven't seen it before." Bai Bing urged impatiently.

Bai Lang had already been hit by Bai Bing's words one after another and didn't know what to do.

"Why, you can't recognize people when you get out of bed?" Bai Bing laughed.

Bai Lang's face was flushed, he didn't know whether it was anger or embarrassment.

But the original reluctance has faded a lot.

He unbuttoned the skirt, and the clothes slipped off his shoulders.

"Come here," Bai Bing lay lazily, pointing fingers at him.

Bai Lang looked at him, and finally walked to the side of the bed, and slowly bent down.

Bai Lang's father used to be the old castle master's close servant. After his incident with Bai Han, the old castle master missed his old relationship and Bai Han lost his memory, so he spared his life, but ordered him not to get close to Bai Han again. .

Now, do you know you made a mistake?

Bai Lang smiled wryly in his heart, and kissed him.

Bai Bing snorted, and when Bai Lang approached, she hugged him and responded enthusiastically.

Bai Lang felt sore in his heart. He was very familiar with this kind of reaction.

Could it be that in the past...

"How is it, do you remember?" Bai Bing asked in a lingering tone.

Bai Lang's muscles tensed up, and he felt in pain.

He always thought that he and Bai Han were in love with each other, how could he know that there would be such a past.

"Guess, does Bai Han know?" Bai Bing asked in his ear while enjoying himself.

Bai Lang's heart was shocked.

Bai Han has always regarded Bai Bing as an enemy.This has been the case since the first Baibing appeared.

He was also very puzzled that this kind of hatred came for no reason.

But Bai Bing has memories that Bai Han doesn't have, and Bai Bing knows more about the past of the two than Bai Han.

Bai Bing pulled Bai Lang over and rubbed them unceremoniously, her voice was completely opposite to her movements, "Guess, if I told him that you were with me again, would he be so angry this time?" Kill you?"

Bai Lang froze.

That year when Bai Han fell ill for the first time, when he saw him, he wanted to kill him. Fortunately, the old castle master was there and saved his life.

After that, Bai Han lost all his memories, and his attitude towards him changed suddenly.

He always thought it was caused by amnesia, but now that he thinks about it, could it be because he and Bai Bing...

"Sometimes, I also want to kill you." Bai Bing entangled him, whispering harsh words in his ear softly, "But, if I kill you, it won't compare to Bai Han killing you."

"Why?" Bai Lang murmured.

Bai Bing exerted strength in his hands, and said viciously, "Don't you like his cold look? If you let him kill you, it would be a good show."

Bai Lang felt as if a rock had been crushed in his heart. All of this seemed inexplicable to him. He didn't know where Bai Bing's inexplicable hatred came from.

I don't know why the good-looking Bai Han has become like this.

"He heard that after you like people with a lively personality, he is very sad." Bai Bing's cold fingers brushed across Bai Lang's chest, obviously without using any force, but Bai Lang felt that his whole heart was numb because of him. stand up.

"But, only I know that you like Bai Han's cold appearance." Bai Bing said grimly.

Bai Lang's mind went blank.

When he was young, he had unspeakable thoughts about Bai Hanbao, but he didn't dare to reveal it because of the rules in the castle.

He knew that Bai Han was just a person with a straight front, but he also had the naughty and lively nature of a young man behind him.

Therefore, when a companion joked that he had ulterior motives for the castle master, he denied it righteously, saying that he didn't like the cold appearance of the castle master, and preferred lively and cheerful people.

Others continued to laugh, but only he knew that what he was thinking at that time was indeed Bai Han's appearance.

Whether it's the cold appearance of the former castle owner, or the appearance of him playing alone after the exchange.

In order to make him happy, he even slowly got rid of his habit of reticence, and gradually became a cynical talker.

But all of this changed in Bai Bing's mouth.

Could it be that he is the culprit behind Bai Han's appearance?

But at that time, he was clearly not close to the castle owner.

"Why do you make such a dead face? It's too boring for you to do this." Bai Bing stretched out his leg, hooked it on Bai Lang's body, and teased, "If you work harder, he might rush out desperately. gone."

Bai Lang's eyes were red, and he stood in a stalemate with Bai Bing for a long time, then slowly bent down and hugged Bai Bing.

"now it's right."

Bai Bing panted and praised, but his voice became lower and lower, "He is struggling desperately now."

"Let's see what he will do." Bai Bing smiled, and closed his eyes after saying this sentence.

Bai Lang looked at him sideways, and saw that he closed his eyes, and after a while, opened them again.

That was his familiar, Bai Han's gaze.

It was just the killing intent in his eyes that made him feel cold all over.

"Bai Lang, how many times are you going to betray me?"

He heard Bai Han ask this question.