Wu Cong's spiritual world collapsed, and the despairing Wu Cong drooped his head and walked away in a daze.
When the young man came, he was full of energy and fighting spirit, but when he left, his back was hunched. His green robe dragged along the dark night, and he was so dispirited that he looked like a dog dragging its tail.
Watching Wu Cong and his so-called witness run away, Xie Ziyou put his hands behind his back, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a sneaky smile.
His Lê Lê peach blossom eyes curved into beautiful arcs, and he hooked his finger at Guan Heng and whispered, "I'll tell you, I've been displeased with him for a long time!"
Guan Heng looked at the young man's romantic and gorgeous eyes, and his hand touched a piece of soft and delicate skin. He was dazed — Xie Ziyou suddenly grabbed Fang Cai's hand, and it really gave him a fright.
But after he came back to his senses, an incomparable sweetness flooded him like a tsunami. The feeling of interlocking his fingers with his lover's was so wonderful that it almost made him dizzy.
His lover was standing up for him.
This was so beautiful that it was like a dream.
The faint light shone on Xie Ziyou's Yingbai cheeks and high nose bridge. Guan Heng stared at them without blinking, and his heart was surging with excitement. He couldn't help but whisper, "You, can I kiss you?"
Xie Ziyou was slightly stunned, and his ears suddenly turned red.
He nervously turned his head and pretended to be interested in the pile of burnt grass ashes on the ground. He stammered, "What, what kind of question are you asking?"
So stupid!
Could he answer this question?
If he answered "No", wouldn't he hurt his lover's heart?
But if he answered "Yes", that would be too shameless!
Xie Ziyou's shy appearance was incomparably cute in Guan Heng's eyes.
Seeing the young man's eyes flicker, his cheeks turn red, and his red lips tightly pursed, Guan Heng couldn't help but want to tease him. He deliberately pretended to be puzzled and asked, "What's wrong with this question?"
Of course it's wrong!
Xie Ziyou's pretty eyes widened, and he thought that everything was wrong, too wrong!
"Alright, I'll change the question."
Guan Heng's eyes curved into crescents as he readily changed his words. "You, can you kiss me?"
Xie Ziyou: "…"
What kind of questions were these?!
Was this guy an idiot?
He really wanted to pry open Guan Heng's head and see what was going on inside.
The young man's so-called 'learning to tell stories', 'learning to read stories', 'learning to read stories', 'learning to learn the romantic affairs of scholars and beauties — could it be that scholars relied on these kinds of questions to seduce beauties?
"No!" Xie Ziyou was embarrassed and angry at the same time. She raised her hand and swung it. "Kiss my ass! Let go of me!"
But Guan Heng's clenched fingers were as firm as a clamp, firmly holding onto Xie Ziyou's palm.
His slender and powerful fingers were very nimble as he forcefully inserted them between Xie Ziyou's fingers. Immediately, they became interlocked.
"The wind is really strong."
Guan Heng's smile was sly. The contours of his handsome face were softened by the tenderness in his eyes. His deep starry eyes were full of tenderness.
In the night sky, the gray light of the Sly Butterfly Orchid gradually faded, leaving only a gorgeous outline floating like an aurora. It merged with the stars in the sky and cast a brilliant floating light like a neon light.
The flowing light swept across the young man's deep facial features. He tilted his head slightly and tapped his ear with his index finger. He said softly, "I think I heard someone shouting 'I do'. You, is that you?"
Xie Ziyou was speechless for a moment and widened her eyes in shock.
This person actually played the trick of "pointing a deer as a horse" with her?
She opened her red lips slightly and was about to refute.
But Guan Heng's movements were faster than her!
The young man suddenly bent down and pulled the stunned You into his arms. He held her slender waist and lowered his head to find the lips that he had been longing for for a long time.
It was warm and moist, as sweet as honey.
This was not the first time Xie Ziyou kissed Guan Heng.
But the first few times, he was only worried about feeding her medicine. His impression and mentality of kissing was still at the level of "special skin contact". Until today, when the eager young man took the initiative to kiss her, Xie Ziyou really felt the difference.
Guan Heng's kiss was very inexperienced. He did not have any seductive skills, but there was an indomitable passion and fierceness.
However, that all-out momentum instantly broke through the line of defense in Xie Ziyou's heart as easily as crushing dry weeds.
The young man's unique refreshing breath spread like mercury. It was pervasive and stirred Xie Ziyou's heart and mind.
After an unknown period of time, when the two of them slightly separated, Xie Ziyou's Fair Complexion had been completely dyed light red. The delicate red color seeped out from the depths of her skin like a peach blossom, making her facial features even more exquisite and flawless.
Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were half open, like a quiet lake sprinkled with moonlight.
She pushed Guan Heng's chest away with her white hand and raised her hand to hurriedly wipe the corners of her mouth. She was flustered and angry. "Who told you to do it?"
Guan Heng's eyes curved and he smiled but did not speak.
He had long experienced his lover's duplicity.
The more Guan Heng smiled, the more flustered Xie Ziyou became. Her heart was restless. She swung her sleeves and turned around, her bright white dress fluttering in the night wind. She said angrily, "It's too late. I'm going back to sleep."
Then she stepped into the air and jumped down the mountain without looking back.
The young man's waterfall-like black hair fluttered behind him. Under the starlight, it was as brilliant as the Milky Way. The ice spirit flower on his temples was blue and glistening, and the tips of its petals trembled in the wind.
Guan Heng stood on the hillside and looked at Xie Zi You's back as he walked away. His heart was filled with satisfaction and reluctance to part with him.
That's great, the young man thought.
At this moment, he did not want to be separated from his lover at all. Every second of not being able to see Xie Ziyou was close to torture for him.
But no, Guan Heng thought to himself. He had to be patient.
Just like hunting, he had to wait for a long time to dissolve the vigilance and wariness of his prey and approach her bit by bit.
He had to put in all his effort and patience that surpassed ordinary people. Finally, he could stretch out his long arm and gently embrace the flower in the mountain that he had long set his eyes on.
He could not scare You.
He had to be slow and slow. He had to prepare for a protracted battle …
After mentally preparing himself, Guan Heng began to slowly walk down the mountain.
But not long after, the young man's sharp eyes saw that under the shadow of the foot of the mountain, the eaves were continuous. On the slightly steep eaves stood a moon-white figure quietly.
The corners of her dress fluttered, and her black hair fluttered. The ice-blue Xuan Li was clear and lively, like a lingering skirt belt. She was as elegant as a fairy.
The "fairy" was pacing back and forth. She kicked the eaves with the tip of her foot in annoyance.
Seeing Guan Heng go down the mountain, Xie Ziyou hurriedly turned around and deliberately looked away. She whispered, "Hey, your courtyard is too shabby."
There were no green plants, the walls were covered in dust, and the facilities in the house were not complete. How could anyone live there?
In order to test his identity, the owner of the courtyard did not leave the aura of the courtyard in the center of the array — it was really infuriating.
"I can tidy up my place … Hey, I'm not inviting you!"
"I'll say it in advance. I don't have any empty rooms in my courtyard. I'm just saying that if you beg me very urgently, it's not like I can't tidy up and squeeze out some space …"
The long moon was like a wash, and the night wind was slightly cold.
It was as if a spring breeze had suddenly arrived at night. Its soft tail hooked Guan Heng's heart and gently blew at the thousands of branches. His heart was shaken, and large clusters of gorgeous red bloomed immediately.
The young man tried his best to hold the corners of his mouth and not let his smile be too obvious.
But joy poured out from the bottom of his eyes like a waterfall.
He worked hard to build up his heart all the way and exhausted his patience on the Heart Book. The densely packed "slow" character that he wrote became a useless manuscript in an instant.
It was like jade hitting a stone or glass falling to the ground, but it shattered into the most beautiful and pleasant sound in the world.
"Okay."
Guan Heng's voice was soft and light. He stretched out his arm and waved at Xie Ziyou, whose ears were red and whose face was turned away.
"You You, I beg you."
…
The pink ambiguous feelings quietly spread under the starry sky. The moonlight filled the window and flowed to the distant sky.
Under the same starry sky, a slumped and tall figure ran all the way. His hair was messy, but he did not have the heart to tidy it up. He rushed into the small courtyard with disheveled hair.
There was a light yellow oil lamp in the courtyard. The young man, who had been waiting for a long time under the lamp, hurriedly got up and called out in surprise, "Cong, you're back? I didn't wait for long. I just came … Eh? "
The young man saw Wu Cong's embarrassed appearance. Wu Zhengying was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief, "Brother, did you fight with someone?"
Hearing the word "fight", Wu Cong's heart ached.
The young man impatiently grabbed his hair and said perfunctorily, "What are you doing here again?"
"I, I just …"
Wu Zhengying lowered his head in panic and rubbed his hands in his sleeves for a long time. He carefully said, "Brother, I want to go to Luo Ling to gain experience."
"Then go!"
The young man shyly lowered his head. "Cong, I don't want my family to know. Can you … help me keep it a secret?"
The young man was still immersed in the frustration of Fang Cai. His expression was gloomy, and his mind was full of "What are Junior Sister and that little brat doing now?". Wu Zhengying's words flowed through his ears and immediately flowed out from the other side like water. They did not enter his heart at all.
It was not until the young man anxiously called out to him a few times that Wu Cong impatiently flung his sleeves and said impatiently, "What do you want to do now? You're not allowed to go! "
Wu Zhengying: "… QAQ"
The young man's eyebrows drooped in distress. He reached into his clothes and rummaged for a long time before he pulled out an inconspicuous booklet.
"Cong," he said uneasily, "This' Encyclopedia of Spiritual Plants and Dark Beasts' is finally my turn to read. I feel that there are many things in it that are very practical. Do you want to …"
Before he finished speaking, the booklet was snatched away by Wu Cong.
The night was getting darker. The thick shadows of the trees covered their heads and cast mottled shadows on their bodies.
The young man's slender eyebrows were tightly knitted together. His eyes were full of anger and disdain as he glanced at the brown book cover. His knuckles that were pinching the spine of the book faintly bulged with blue veins, leaving clear fingerprints on the pages.
"You read this too?"
Wu Cong's eyes were filled with sparks. He almost gritted his teeth as he squeezed out every word. "You … You also went to deliver spiritual plants to that bastard?"
Wu Zhengying said blankly, "Yes, brother. It wasn't my turn today. I spent thirty thousand taels of gold to buy two hundred Sly Butterfly Orchids from someone else. That's how I got a spot in advance. "
As he spoke, the young man smiled foolishly and said a little embarrassedly, "Cong, there are some other booklets. I read them too."
"That's really good. Especially the sentence 'A steed can't take ten steps in a single leap; a poor horse can't stop ten times; a poor horse can't stop ten times;' It's so reasonable …"
"Bang!!!"
Bright yellow Qi suddenly gushed out with a heroic momentum. As the young man waved his long sleeves, it fiercely hit a stone table in front of the young man.
Under Wu Zhengying's suddenly frightened gaze, the stone table shook twice and fell apart.
The pure white marble reflected the moonlight of Yingbai. It fell to the ground with a loud crash, creating a series of earth-shattering rumbles.
"… Cong?"
The young man's lips trembled as he cautiously called out.
Wu Cong flew up and stomped the stone table in front of him into pieces. His face was ferocious as he pointed outside the courtyard. "Get out!"
Wu Zhengying panicked and hugged his head. He curled up on the ground and trembled.
But the young man was unwilling to give up. He trembled as he raised his head and looked pitifully at his elder brother through the gaps between his fingers. He shouted with grievance, "Cong! What did I do wrong, Cong! "
"Get out of here right now!"
Wu Cong was so angry that his voice cracked. He was so hoarse that he was almost shouting. His handsome features were twisted and his delicate long sleeves were tightly clenched in his palms. The delicate patterns woven with silver thread were messy and twisted, forming strange arcs under the starlight.
"You're a traitor! I don't have a brother like you!"
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