Yang Shu Mei Ying

"Leader ..." Gao let down in Jun Shuying's arms, feeling the cold body soaked with cold sweat trembling slightly.

"Gao Fang, I'm okay with you," murmured Jun Shuying, but didn't wait for Gao Fang to answer, it seemed to just talk to himself, "I will be good to you in the future ... better for you ... you must not betray I ... only you are not allowed to betray me ... "

Loudly whispered, "Godmaster, I won't. I will never betray you, I will never leave you ..."

Jun Shu said nothing, slid his hand down to the high-level wrist, took his long but weak hand, and said for a while: "I have made you lose all my martial arts and can no longer learn martial arts. You ... don't you hate me?"

Gao Fang laughed: "Don't think more about it. I don't care about those. In contrast, I prefer the ability to use drugs to poison."

"High-level ..." Jun Shuying raised his hand and turned away the messy hair on his forehead, and he looked a little crazy. The picturesque eyebrows are more gentle in the night, and the frank eyes are clear like a clear spring.

On the day ten years ago, he did not bury his body in the belly of the beast, but the teeth of the beast stripped away all the tenderness and trust from him, only to feel that his heart was as cold as ice everywhere. He betrayed his lord and doorkeeper, and he secretly hated his bones. Even everyone else, in Jun Shuying's eyes, their politeness or closeness are all hypocritical, and their eyes are flashing with unintended calculations.

The priest was ashamed of the nine who died and fled back. Facing that once-respected face, even though he had hated blood dripping from his heart, he had to continue to make a gentle and obedient look.

Jun Shuying hates everyone. He only feels that there are conspiracies everywhere. No one can trust. The world is so big that he is alone.

Fortunately, there are high levels. There is also a person he can trust with all his heart. No matter what he is going to do, conspiracy to frame the same door or kill the leader to usurp the throne, Gao Fang always just laughed and followed him, and he did not hesitate to stain his hands with the dirty blood of those people.

Jun Shuying slowly put his hand on the high eyes. The warm touch, swiping the lashes in the palm of the hand, the black and white eyes with a smile under the thin eyelids. Everything is so beautiful and wonderful.

Jun Shuying slowly approached the past.

"Leader ..." Gao Fang's body shook slightly, and was gently pressed by Jun Shuying.

"Don't move ..." Jun Shuying said, putting his lips on the eyes that fluttered uneasily. The eyelids under the lips trembled eagerly, and long eyelashes swept across the skin, feeling slightly itchy.

"Leader ..." Gao Fang called again, but he calmed down for a moment and closed his eyes slowly. The ten fingers pulled by Jun Shuying were a little stiff, and Jun Shuying's hand slightly tightened his grip on the palm of his hand.

Jun Shuying only kissed his lips a few times between his eyes and eyebrows, and then took his forehead against Gao Fang, and sighed: "High ..."

...

The blue wolf got up early in the morning, dutifully searched around, and brought his people together to confess a few words in righteousness. Seeing that the sun was getting higher, Jun Shuying still did not show up.

The blue wolf walked around for a while, and felt really bored, so he lifted his legs and walked to Junshu Theater. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Gao Fang coming out of Jun Shuying's studio, and he turned his back gently against the wooden door.

"Wow." The blue wolf raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth. This sound alarmed Gao Fang, who looked back to see that the man was a green wolf, and greeted him with a bad look.

The blue wolf pointed at Jun Shuying's door and pointed at Gao Fang and said, "You weren't there last night."

Gao Fang took care of some messy hair, Shi Shiran walked past the blue wolf, and he didn't turn his head back to disdain: "The brain is full of thoughts, and the dog can't vomit ivory."

The blue wolf realized that the scold was quite wronged, and replied, "I didn't say anything. You really have a virtue with your master, be careful."

Gao Fang has turned over the courtyard wall and can't see anyone, but the door of Jun Shuying's room slowly opens, and a cold voice says, "Who do you say?"

The blue wolf turned back, put on a bright smile, and went forward diligently: "No, no. I have already arranged everything, gentleman, do you want to check it yourself?" He said that he had already arrived. In front of Shuying, waiting for Jun Shuying to speak, the blue wolf raised his eyebrows and said, "How can a gentleman wear such a thin clothes in the morning when he gets cold? Add a piece of clothes and freeze yourself carefully."

Jun Shuying's mouth twitched, and he felt that his eyelids jumped sharply. He stepped back into the room and slammed the door.

The blue wolf touched his nose, which was almost struck by the door panel, and heard the voice of anger coming from it: "October 10th, you had better prepare everything before now. Get me now!"

The blue wolf poked his lips and raised his legs to leave slowly.