Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

"You'd better cooperate with me, otherwise I'm not sure whether you can go home safely." Xuan Yi couldn't trust anyone. After staying in Mengyou Tower for six years, he learned an eternal truth.

Don't trust anyone. Once you have expectations for others, that's when others can hurt you arbitrarily.

Moreover, the two of them were on opposite sides from the beginning, and Xuan Yi couldn't believe it even more.

Fang Zhaowei nodded, his voice very soft, "I will cooperate with you."

This cooperation is to cooperate with Xuan Yi to make a lot of noise. Xuan Yi shakes the head of the bed from time to time. When you hear the noise, you can tell that it is not simple.

Of course, this is not enough. Some people have particularly good ears and can judge whether you have sex based on changes in your breathing.

Xuan Yi knew that he could breathe a little more smoothly, but Fang Zhaowei couldn't. If at least one of the breathing areas had to change significantly, the only way was to...make noise by himself.

No matter how you disguise the movement, it can't compare to the real movement.

So, he pulled Fang Zhaowei's hands under his robe, taught him a few times, and then asked softly, "Do you know how?"

Fang Zhaowei was stunned. His eyes that could be seen at a glance seemed to be surprised and shy. He didn't know how they really got to this point.

Xuan Yi had already heard lessons in this area and knew that in special circumstances, special means would always be needed to dispel other people's suspicions.

So, in comparison, he was very calm.

"help me."

The noise created in this way is enough to be fake. After all... to a certain extent, this is also true.

Fang Zhaowei has been ill for so many years, and even his meals have to be clear soup with little water, and his needs in that regard are even more insignificant than that of a normal person.

Although he rarely solved it himself, he still knew what Xuan Yi asked him to do.

For this reason, Fang Zhaowei's already reddish cheeks became even redder and his throat felt itchy. He coughed in a low voice while the two of them hid under the quilt...

It was the first time that Xuan Yi had done something like this. Although he was following the situation urgently, some reactions were unavoidable, such as gradually starting to breathe unsteadily.

Fang Zhaowei heard the breathing in his ears getting faster and faster, but his own breathing had already been messed up.

Xuan Yi's face had been disguised, and Fang Zhaowei had never seen the most real face. This fake face was very similar to the original face.

The most authentic face is that of a noble prince, with a temperament as elegant as a lotus, and does not look like a killer at all.

After the disguise, Xuan Yi put a small tear mole under the corner of his eye. His appearance was somewhat modified, and his elegance turned into stunning beauty, making it difficult to distinguish between male and female.

It's even more gorgeous than Fang Zhaowei's face, so even if Fang Zhaowei puts it back later to paint Xuan Yi's face, he won't be afraid of being recognized.

How could anyone associate two faces with completely different temperaments together?

At this time, Xuan Yi's eyes were slightly red, his hands uncontrollably grasped the sheets, and his face was buried in Fang Zhaowei's shoulder.

It's not that he deliberately put the two of them so close to each other for show. With the quilt covering them, even if someone peeked, they wouldn't be able to tell anything unusual.

It was actually because of his natural reaction and the injury to his back that it became difficult for him to keep a distance from Fang Zhaowei.

Fang Zhaowei and Xuan Yi pressed closely together, and the movement below continued. The two people were so close together that they could hear each other's heartbeat, until Xuan Yi held down his hand and said, "That's it. "

Fang Zhaowei suddenly realized that it could have been over long ago.

When Xuan Yi went down, he couldn't lie down behind his back, so he had to sit down first.

Fang Zhaowei wanted to tidy up Xuan Yi, but the things on his hands still needed to be cleaned, so he could only watch as Xuan Yi dealt with it by himself.

Fang Zhaowei looked at Xuan Yi's back pointedly, "Your injury..."

"It's okay." Xuan Yi's ears twitched slightly. No one was watching outside now. There were so many rooms in Qingchengfang, and even hiring forty or fifty guards to guard one room each was not enough.

No one is watching, and Xuan Yi no longer has to worry about being monitored. "Are you so kind to the enemy who wants to kill your father?"

I really don’t know how the Fang family could raise such an innocent and harmless character in a legitimate son.

Don’t you know that the most unpredictable thing in this world is the human heart?

He actually showed concern for a man who wanted to kill his own father.

Fang Zhaowei was stunned. He always had a clear distinction between black and white, and now there was an indescribable look in his harmless eyes, as if he was surprised by his own behavior, or as if he had been awakened by Xuan Yi.

Yes, why?

Xuan Yi just reminded Fang Zhaowei casually, but did not really want to know from Fang Zhaowei how the other party was raised.

After all, a young master who has been ill for so many years can tell at a glance that he has little contact with the outside world. His family must have protected him in every possible way, right?

Oh, you can't say that. After all, when Mrs. Fang was holding her son hostage, she could still say that she would never let him escape easily, even if he had Fang Zhaowei as a hostage.

Either Mrs. Fang is ruthless, or Mrs. Fang... thinks that her son is not as important as the assassin.

Of course, Xuan Yi would not tell Fang Zhaowei these two speculations.

Xuan Yi opened the door, walked to the fence, and looked down from the third floor. Qingchengfang was indeed the largest flower building in the capital. There were crowds of people below. The women in those buildings were wearing scantily clad clothes, teasing and having fun with the visitors.

Fang Zhaowei saw Xuan Yi standing outside the door, overlooking the scene on the first floor below, his eyes moved slightly, he walked over, stood next to Xuan Yi and looked down...

I saw this scene that I don’t know how to evaluate. If I had to describe it, it should be a gold-selling cave where people are drunk and wealthy.

However, people in the world know that this is not a good place at this time, but many people still flock to it, as if they will die if they don't come for a day.

Fang Zhaowei saw the person next to him staring down, a little unsure if he... also wanted to go down and play.

Thinking of this, his hands hidden under his robe couldn't help but clenched the sleeves of his robe, and a deep look flashed across his eyes.

Xuan Yi didn't know what the people around him were thinking. He wanted to ask someone to bring a bucket of water to bathe, but the smell of blood and the fragrance mixed with him made him very unhappy.

But Fang Zhaowei seemed to be aware of his intention and stopped him first, "Didn't you say that this is... a brothel, a mixed bag of good and bad. If anyone knows about the injury on your back, they will definitely become suspicious."

Well, he didn't stop Xuan Yi from taking a bath, but when he saw Xuan Yi raising his steps as if he was about to go down, he subconsciously stopped him.

Hearing this, Xuan Yi looked at the arm in his hand thoughtfully, without answering, he passed Fang Zhaowei and went downstairs.

Fang Zhaowei, "..." Maybe he really has something wrong with his mind. If not, why would he remind a killer or the killer who kidnapped him?