shut up, shameless old thief

In the early morning of the next day, Ji Bingzhu woke up from Bian Ling's arms. He Que and A Ya had left without knowing when, and there was a burst of birdsong around, and the sun poured down, making it bright.

When Bian Ling saw him open his eyes, he took the initiative to explain: "Aya noticed that there seemed to be something strange on the top of the mountain, and He Que went to check the situation first. Get up and wash your face, and we will follow."

Ji Bingzhu rubbed his eyes, let out a sleepy "oh", then ran to the backyard with short legs to wash his face, and then he became slightly sober. He said, "The top of the mountain? What's unusual?"

Bian Ling squatted beside him and wiped off the water on his face and paws with a dry towel, and said casually, "I don't know, it's probably the restless demon energy from Luomo Mountain."

Ji Bingzhu didn't move and let him wipe, saying: "Let's not go to the top of the mountain, but to the foot of the mountain."

Bian Ling looked up: "Huh?"

Ji Bingzhu said: "If the guess is correct, they want to use my soul to make up for the missing soul of Yan Wugui, which was captured by the enchantment spirit 900 years ago. Hmph, my things, even if they are Don't want it, and you can't let them ruin it casually."

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, he slapped Bian Ling on the head, and said angrily, "I'm going to kill them all!"

Bian Ling grabbed his hand to keep him still, and said calmly, "It's up to you?"

Ji Bingzhu glared at him: "I'm going to be angry."

Bian Ling immediately hugged him and coaxed him: "Okay, I was wrong, you are very good, you can beat them all back to their hometowns."

After getting along so many times, Bian Ling has gradually figured out how to coax Ji Bingzhu. Ji Bingzhu is soft but not hard. If you are tough on him, he may be tougher than you, but if you are soft With a coaxing voice, no matter how big the anger is, it will disappear completely.

Sure enough, Ji Bingzhu was delighted by Bian Ling's flattering words, raised his hand to grab his arm, jumped a few times, jumped into his arms, and pointed the direction of the foot of the mountain like a river: "Go, go, take back my love!" soul!"

Bian Ling let out a "huh", extinguished the fire casually, and walked slowly towards the foot of the mountain with him in his arms.

Ji Bingzhu lay on his shoulders, humming and singing, the heat of his breath sprayed on Bian Ling's neck, it was so numb and itchy, and before he had walked for a while, he took Ji Bingzhu from his neck in a dumbfounded way. Tore off the top, said: "Don't move around my neck."

Ji Bingzhu: "Oh."

He sat on Bian Ling's forearm and kicked his legs back and forth, humming softly: "Qingpo, my Qingpo."

Bian Ling was originally concentrating on carrying him down the mountain, when he heard him always chanting "Qingpo", he suddenly wondered: "When did you lose your Qingpo, do you have any memory?"

It is rumored that people who have lost their emotions will be ignorant of emotions and as cold as ice, but Ji Bingzhu seems to have always looked demented without understanding emotions, and he doesn't know whether his stupidity has anything to do with emotions.

Then if...

Bian Ling couldn't control himself and began to imagine: "If it really has something to do with his emotion, then if I take it back, will he be able to understand my emotion and respond to it?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that things were reliable, and he made up his mind to help Ji Bingzhu get back his soul.

Ji Bingzhu bit his fingertips, and thought about it seriously: "I don't remember, but according to Yan Wugui, it should be at the enchantment spirit at the foot of the mountain. Let's find out when we go."

Bian Ling nodded, walked halfway and suddenly asked without beginning and end: "Do you want to be with me all the time?"

Ji Bingzhu leaned back, pressed his back against his chest, raised his head slightly to look at Bian Ling's tense jaw, and said impatiently: "You ask every day, are you annoying? do not like you."

Bian Ling didn't change his color at all, and gave a faint "um", as if he was used to being rejected. He was so open-minded, but Ji Bingzhu felt a little embarrassed, always felt like a scum that ran away after eating.

Ji Bingzhu poked Bian Ling's cheek, and said in a low voice, "Don't like me, you like someone else."

Bian Ling smiled faintly, and echoed, "Okay."

Ji Bingzhu was a little upset at the time, but he was the one who brought up this sentence. When Bian Ling answered, he felt a breath in his chest, as if it was going to explode at any time. He didn't understand why he was so uncomfortable. I had no choice but to snort coldly, and turned my head to ignore him.

Of course, he didn't see the slight smile on Bian Ling's lips either.

Because of Bian Ling's "good", Ji Bingzhu ignored him all the way, hugged his arms together and was so angry that he was going to explode, but he didn't know why he was angry, so he could only feel aggrieved and puzzled at the same time. It's overflowing with drops of water.

At this time, the two of them also walked to the open space at the foot of the mountain, and the huge peach blossom tree was still on the side, as if it hadn't changed in the past so many years.

Bian Ling walked slowly to a stone under the peach blossom tree, put Ji Bingzhu on it, and said, "I remember we buried wine under this tree, do you want to drink it? I'll dig it out and give it to you."

Ji Bingzhu probably still remembered the "yes" that he didn't even slap just now, and he didn't give him a good face when he heard that his favorite wine, instead he gave him a fierce look and said, "Get out."

Bian Ling still didn't change his face, and walked to the peach blossom tree on his own. He has a good memory, and he won't find the place where he buried the wine like Ji Bingzhu before, and soon dug under a tree root. When they arrived at a jar, they brewed peach blossom wine by themselves.

Although Ji Bingzhu didn't want to pay attention to him, but he couldn't help but want to see him regardless of himself. Since Bian Ling went to dig wine, he had been sitting on a stone to look at Bian Ling, and at this moment he saw Bian Ling walking over He immediately turned his head and pretended to look around.

Bian Ling didn't expose him, walked over slowly and sat on the grass next to Ji Bingzhu, raised the wine in his hand, and said, "Want to drink?"

Ji Bingzhu swallowed, and said angrily, "This is mine!"

Bian Ling corrected him lightly: "It's ours. No, to be precise, it's mine. You were messing around when the wine was brewing, and I made it twice before it was ready. I buried the wine too. You That is, when it was finally buried, it kicked two feet on the soil."

Ji Bingzhu was about to cry out of anger, he jumped down from the stone, hugged the wine jar in his arms, then turned his head and bit Bian Ling's hand that was about to snatch it, fiercely "wow" like It was a small animal warning him.

Bian Ling let out a "hiss" and didn't dare to shake off his hand directly, so he had to relax his hand as much as possible and let him bite: "Are you a puppy? Why do you bite people at every turn?"

Ji Bingzhu bit harder, and let out a fierce "woof" from his throat.

Bian Ling: "..."

Come on, it really looks like a dog.

He stretched out his hand and pinched the back of the dog dumpling's neck, Ji Bingzhu could not help but let go of his mouth, after a few thumps, Bian Ling hugged him back again, and snatched the wine from his hand went back.

Ji Bingzhu reached out and said, "Mine! It's mine!"

Bian Ling said lightly: "You are still a child now, you cannot drink."

Ji Bingzhu almost fainted from his anger, and then the soul-locking bell on his wrist shook violently again. Before Bian Ling could react, Ji Bingzhu's figure elongated suddenly, and he quickly returned to his original shape body shape.

He was originally shrunk in Bian Ling's arms, but after regaining his original shape, he directly pressed Bian Ling under his body, and sat on Bian Ling's waist with his legs apart, but the black robe wrapped around him was messed up by his actions It was messy, and following Bian Ling's line of sight, he could clearly see all the things that should be seen and should not be seen on Ji Bingzhu.

Bian Ling: "..."

Ji Bingzhu didn't care about the ambiguous posture of the two of them at all, lying on Bian Ling's body, supporting his chest with one hand and taking it towards the wine jar that Bian Ling put aside.

Bian Ling was directly startled by him, staring at him blankly.

Ji Bingzhu unsealed the wine jar directly, took two gulps into his mouth, because he drank too fast, the wine slid down his chin, over his slender neck, and fell to his beautiful collarbone, and then Slowly slipped into the placket and disappeared.

Ji Bingzhu took two sips before putting down the wine jar, and looked at the person below him with a blurred eyes. He didn't know if he saw the person clearly. He leaned in front of him, looked at Bian Ling's face for a long time, and then said with a smile: "Aling."

He didn't even recognize anyone with just these two words?Bian Ling sat up in a hurry, put Ji Bingzhu's naked clothes back together, and said in embarrassment: "Don't, don't move around."

Ji Bingzhu was still sitting on his lap, rubbing his arms around his neck, and said vaguely: "This is mine, and what I don't want is also mine."

Bian Ling had always thought that he was talking about the lost soul, but Ji Bingzhu went crazy while talking, and suddenly wrapped his arms around his back, buried his face in the crook of his neck, and then burst into tears. The blood on his neck pulsated with the hot and humid breath.

Bian Ling froze in place, and it took him a long time to realize that Ji Bingzhu was licking his neck.

Although Bian Ling is a demon cultivator, his whole heart has been occupied by Ji Bingzhu since he was a teenager. Even if he became a demon, he would not even bother to do those ambiguous things. Most of them are kisses and hugs. At this time, when I encountered this kind of skin-to-skin blind date, and it was Ji Bingzhu's initiative, he immediately froze in place, unable to move.

Ji Bingzhu wrapped his legs around his waist, kicked his waist and eyes with his heels vigorously, stretched out a small piece of tongue to gently lick Bian Ling's neck, and whispered incomprehensible words in his mouth .

Bian Ling froze for a long time, and finally felt that he couldn't bear it any longer. His trembling hands grabbed Ji Bingzhu's waist, and forcibly tore him off his body.

Ji Bingzhu was pushed away by surprise, rolled directly to the ground and was stunned. He got up with his arms propped up, looked at Bian Ling with a blank face, and tilted his head: "Ah Ling?"

His face was a little flushed, his eyes were full of water, and he looked unconscious.

After throwing him out, Bian Ling regretted it, trembling for a long time before coming back, took him gently into his arms, kissed him between the eyebrows, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, it's okay, it didn't hurt you, did it? "

Ji Bingzhu could be regarded as pouring a cup, and it was so fast that he was so dizzy at this moment that he couldn't find the north. He leaned against Bian Ling's arms, and he didn't have much strength in his body, so he had to wrap both hands around Bian Ling's arms, and closed his eyes. He squinted and said vaguely, "This is mine."

Bian Ling took a breath, and only then did he fully understand who Ji Bingzhu was referring to.

"This is mine, and what I don't want is also mine."

After he figured it out, Bian Ling suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, he lowered his head gently and pinched Ji Bingzhu's chin, took a bite on it, and said in a hoarse voice, "Who is yours?"

Ji Bingzhu was bitten painfully, Mi Mi stared and opened his eyes, before he said in a daze for a long time: "A Ling."

Bian Ling took a breath, and his voice became softer, afraid of waking him up, he said, "Bingzhu, then answer me sincerely, do you want to be with me all the time?"

Ji Bingzhu blinked and looked at him blankly, his red lips moved slightly after being bitten, but he didn't speak for a long time.

Bian Ling continued to persuade: "I will always be by your side, I will give you whatever you want, no one in the world will love you more than me, Ji Bingzhu, Ji Yan, okay? Promise me .”

Ji Bingzhu stared at him blankly, and after a long time, he shook his lips and said aggrievedly: "Then I don't agree to you, you... are you going to like someone else?"

Bian Ling pressed his neck, and the two of them pressed their foreheads together, and replied in an almost cruel tone: "Yes."

Ji Bingzhu suddenly began to struggle violently, but after being drunk, his hands and feet became weak, and he calmed down again without thumping twice. When Bian Ling pressed his wrist, he was surprised to find that he was crying.

Ji Bingzhu is always crying like a child on weekdays. This is the first time that Bian Ling sees him crying quietly and quietly. He looks good, even when he cries It was also heart-pounding, and Bian Ling's heart, which had just been hardened just now, suddenly moved hard.

Ji Bingzhu looked at him quietly, tears flowed all over his face, even the red mark between his brows faded a lot, he murmured: "You don't like me?"

Bian Ling originally planned to break the boat and force him, but seeing Ji Bingzhu's appearance, he couldn't say anything against his will.

He reached out and hugged Ji Bingzhu in his arms, patted his back lightly, and said softly: "No, whether you accept me or not, I still love you the same."

When Bian was young, he heard stories about someone who was unrequitedly in love until he died of old age. At that time, he was full of disdain and sneer, and felt that it would be a shame to cling to unrequited love. He looks like a clown with an ugly posture, but when this kind of thing happens to him, he instantly understands what it means to be infatuated.

It turns out that unrequited love can also make people so unforgettable.

Ji Bingzhu finally burst into tears. He hugged Bian Ling's arm tightly, sobbing with sobs: "Don't you dislike me, I only have you."

Bian Ling couldn't bear it anymore, and directly pressed Ji Bingzhu under him, leaned down to cover his lips with red eyes, and blocked his crying.

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