The system is forcing me to heal the cannon fodder male supporting role again

Lu Ji heard the person, instead of stopping, he speeded up.

However, the people in the house still remember that he was afraid of riding horses, and the horses in the stables were not good horses. After a while, the people behind him caught up.

Shen Zhiwei is dressed in a white robe and silver armor, a jade crown in his hair, and a rustling general attire. At this moment, he is frowning: "Stop first, we will talk later if you have anything to say—"

Lu Ji gritted his teeth, and whipped his horsewhip a few more times, Shen Zhiwei finally realized that shouting alone was useless, and gradually approached.

When he was half an arm away, he suddenly snatched Lu Ji's reins with his hands. The frightened horse raised its front hooves and nearly threw Lu Ji off.

"Fuck...let me go!" Lu Ji slammed his stomach on the hard saddle, suffocated for a moment, and then yelled.

Shen Zhiwei turned a deaf ear, confirmed that no matter how hard he thumped, he would not fall off, and immediately turned his horse's head around.

The sound of horseshoes and falling rain are densely intertwined.The rain was getting heavier, and both of them were cold and drenched.

Lu Ji was almost lying on the horse, and his stomach would vomit out of the bumps all the way, and he was still struggling desperately.While greeting the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, he grabbed everything he could get his hands on and made trouble for him, and even grabbed the reins of the horse a few times, which meant that if Shen Zhiwei didn't let him go, he would die together.

Finally, he found an opportunity to bite Shen Zhiwei's right hand that was holding the rein.Shen Zhiwei suffered from pain, and the horse slowed down a little. Lu Ji immediately pushed the saddle, trying to use his strength to get up, but he didn't know where he pressed it. —

When they landed, the two rolled a few times, splashing water all over the ground.

Lu Ji stopped suddenly, pressed on Shen Zhiwei, and was about to punch him in the face without saying a word, but was stopped by Shen Zhiwei halfway, and suddenly turned over and overwhelmed him.

"Shen Zhiwei, I—" Before he finished cursing, his eyes suddenly opened wide.

Shen Zhiwei's breath was hot, but his lips were slightly cool, he only bit his lips for a moment, and then forcefully broke into his jaw, aggressively plundering his breath.

The Milky Way hangs upside down, the raindrops keep falling, there is cold water behind, Shen Zhiwei's half-closed long eyelashes are in front of him, the wet eyelashes tremble slightly in the heavy rain from time to time, even the eyes behind the long eyelashes seem to have the color of water, at first glance At first glance, it seems to be full of tenderness and tenderness.

Only Lu Ji knew how tightly his hand was clasped on the back of his neck, and the armor on his body was so painful that it made people want to escape for no reason, but found that there was no way to avoid it.

The raging lips and tongue were relaxed, aggressive at one moment, and extremely gentle at the next. Lu Ji was still dizzy unavoidably amidst the extreme shock.

The soft tongue suddenly licked the palate, Lu Ji trembled all over, bent his elbow suddenly and turned him over, and turned to press on Shen Zhiwei, pinching his neck, condescending, staring at him viciously, breathing rapidly.

Shen Zhiwei's brows and eyes were wet by the rain, and the water vapor seemed to be smeared with thick ink, which dissipated a bit of the chilling aura of wearing armor and added a bit of tenderness.

He raised his eyebrows, and his three-point tenderness immediately turned into a very provocative one.

Lu Ji snorted coldly, squeezed his chin tightly, and suddenly lowered his head and kissed him back.

Between heaven and earth, only the heavy rain is rushing, and no other sound can be heard.

The two on the ground seemed to be playing a game, no one was willing to show weakness, and both were eager to win the game.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Zhiwei suddenly groaned, raised his head, touched the corner of his lips, and said helplessly, "You bit me again..."

Lu Ji raised his sleeve, wiped his mouth angrily, and felt that his mouth must be swollen, so he became even more angry, and wanted to push him away.

Shen Zhiwei suddenly grabbed his shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice: "Why, are you still angry? Counting this time, you have bit me three times, can I get it back?"

Lu Ji poked his neck: "It's been three times!"

Shen Zhiwei raised his right hand in front of his eyes, deliberately showing him the remaining tooth marks, Lu Ji was speechless.

Seeing Shen Zhiwei raising his eyebrows as if asking for an explanation, he immediately got angry, rolled up his sleeves and passed his hand, sneering righteously: "In this case, then you bite back, I am not as narrow-minded as you, I will remember the door every few times I bite you." Qing'er—"

"That's what you said." Shen Zhiwei's eyes darkened.

"Yes, I said it!" Lu Ji almost jumped up.

Shen Zhiwei held his hand in response, her eyes were still fixed on him, but she opened her mouth and bit her two fingers very slowly.

The teeth tapped lightly on the fingers, but for a long time he didn't intend to bite down, but the soft lips suddenly rubbed against the fingertips, Lu Ji shrank his hands as if afraid of ticklish, but Shen Zhiwei didn't let him go.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Shen Zhiwei's bruised lips, and Lu Ji's face became hot for a while, and when he saw Shen Zhiwei's movements, his scalp became numb, and he pulled his hand back involuntarily, and was about to curse a few words to cover up his panic, when Shen Zhiwei suddenly bent down again , softly said: "Still angry with me?"

Lu Ji finally remembered that the two of them were still in a cold war.

...Why is it still like this when we are still in the cold war? ?

There was a sudden pain in the forehead, Lu Ji was very dizzy.

Shen Zhiwei rubbed against the side of his neck: "I lost control that day, not because I doubted you, I just..."

It's just because I can't accept the little prince's tampering with your medicine for a while.

Lu Ji thought a little angrily.

Shen Zhiwei said hoarsely: "As long as you are willing to say it, I will believe it. This sentence is true, but you just don't say it."

Lu Ji snorted coldly in his heart, stuck his neck and gave up on himself: "I have nothing to say, I have to say, I just accidentally wanted to decoct the medicine, and happened to see something wrong with the medicine. Everything was accidental, believe it or not?"

"I believe it." Shen Zhiwei's eyes were serious and his tone was solemn, which made Lu Ji, who had prepared a lot of words, a little stunned.

"Then do you believe me?" Seeing him in a daze, Shen Zhiwei lowered his head and rubbed against him with the tip of his nose.

Lu Ji's heart skipped a beat, he pushed him away and stood up, he slipped on a coat when he came out, it was already drenched by the rain.He wiped his face, and finally remembered that Yue Qingbo was still alive and dead in the palace, but he was still here with Shen Zhiwei!Lu Ji scolded himself severely.

The two horses, one red and one white, stood obediently aside, and the white horse would rub its head against the neck of the red horse from time to time. Lu Ji dragged the red horse a little farther, and was about to get on the horse, but Shen Zhiwei grabbed his clothes sleeve.

"Are you still going?" He frowned.

Lu Ji waved him away without saying a word, and when he was about to go up again, a sudden burst of force struck him, throwing him straight to the wall on one side, his eyes dimmed, and when he raised his head again, Shen Zhiwei had already trapped him in his arms.

Shen Zhiwei's tone and expression were somewhat dangerous: "Why are you always disobedient?"

Lu Ji smiled, annoyed.He looked straight back, with a mocking tone: "Who are you to me? I want to listen to what you say?"

"Who am I to you?" Shen Zhiwei narrowed his eyes with deep eyes, "I thought you already understood what I mean."

Lu Ji scoffed: "I don't want to know what you mean, I just know that I'm not interested in being a substitute, Shen Zhiwei, you don't know who you like?"

Shen Zhiwei held his hand and raised his eyebrows: "So you care about this?"

The little flame in Lu Ji's heart suddenly jumped three feet high: "You are not talking nonsense, of course I care!"

There was a slight smile on the corner of Shen Zhiwei's lips, and then Lu Ji realized that he was losing his temper, and closed his mouth tightly with a sullen face.

Shen Zhiwei asked: "Do you want to hear the truth?"

Lu Ji was exhausted physically and mentally, and he didn't want to go back to him anymore, but his ears felt warm, Shen Zhiwei stretched out his hand to stroke his damp temple hair, and said in a low voice: "The truth is, I can't promise you that my love for you is as good as his. It doesn't matter at all."

Lu Ji was about to lose his temper, Shen Zhiwei immediately said: "But I think Ulanduo is right... Even if he is standing in front of me now, I might wish him a good life... No, maybe I will do even that No." He closed his eyes, as if suppressing something.

"But I can't lose you, can you understand?" He opened his eyes and looked at Lu Ji, begging with a fragile expression.

Lu Ji was silent for a moment: "Is it finished?"

Shen Zhiwei was startled, Lu Ji pushed him away and was about to leave, Shen Zhiwei immediately held him back and raised his eyebrows: "I've already said that, don't you soften your heart?"

Lu Ji said coldly, "Your acting skills are much worse than Fu Yusheng's."

Shen Zhiwei squinted his eyes: "Who is Fu Yusheng?"

Lu Ji kept silent again, the rain gradually subsided, without the cover of the rain curtain, the slight anxiety on Shen Zhiwei's face became very clear.