Keeping A Loyal Dog Is Not As Good As A Loyal Dragon

Since being hugged by You Chuan on New Year's Eve and begging for a lot of love words, the corners of Li Zhiqing's mouth seldom twitched.

He hasn't been home for too long, so he can feel relieved to come back to celebrate the New Year. Now that he doesn't even have emotional concerns, Li Zhiqing spends the New Year as if filled with honey, and his happiness is full of sweetness.

But when the tiredness subsided, Li Zhiqing's attention could not help but began to shift to deeper issues.

After taking a shower that night, Li Zhiqing lay down on the bed before You Chuan.

The servants of the Lou family are almost middle-aged, and most of them still watch Li Zhiqing babble and walk slowly. They also like this young master who is finally willing to go home. When they go shopping, they don’t forget to give him some youthful feelings. Gadgets of interest.

Li Zhiqing received a few new bubble bombs during the day, and throwing them into the bathtub was similar to adding a special filter. It was quite fun, and Li Zhiqing also took a few more baths. When he came out of the bathroom, his skin was more colorful than before. It is more colorful, even after he dries his hair, it will make people's eyes crisp.

After You Chuan checked the humidifier in the room, when he walked into the room, Li Zhiqing propped his head on his hands, lazily lying on his side on the bed, waiting for him.

As soon as Li Zhiqing saw You Chuan approaching, he immediately deepened his smile, like a monster waiting for benefits to come to his door.

You Chuan paused in his footsteps, and there was a trace of helplessness in his smile.

With Li Zhiqing like this, he obviously wanted to make him do something.

"What?" You Chuan leaned over and touched the tip of the opponent's nose with his lips.

The lights hadn't been turned off yet, but Li Zhiqing's whole body was already shrouded in a circle of shadows, and it was dark in front of his eyes.

He smelled the good smell from You Chuan, took a heavy breath, and said with a smile, "Tell me some bedtime stories."

He was stimulated by You Chuan's smell, and You Chuan also reacted to his smell.

Li Zhiqing had just finished speaking, and soon felt that the heels of his legs were being pressed against the muzzle of a cannon, full of sex.

The tips of his ears turned red, he quickly changed his posture, and stretched out his hands to hold You Chuan's face, for fear that he would give him a deep kiss so that he would not be able to tell the difference between east, west, and north.

You Chuan was not moved by this small thought, he held half of his fingertips in his head, and after lightly biting twice, his hand had already poked under Li Zhiqing's bathrobe: "What do you want to hear."

Li Zhiqing blushed and said, "Tell me something about the past."

When he spoke, You Chuan was struggling with his waist, Li Zhiqing held back his breath, and breathed all his heat into You Chuan's face.

You Chuan didn't react too much when he heard the words, he licked and bit his wrist from his fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice, "I forgot, I only remember you."

You Chuan's voice when he was in love could not even describe the subwoofer, and Li Zhiqing's reaction became more intense in an instant.

He was a little disappointed when he heard You Chuan say "forgot", and after listening to the rest, his heart softened and he started to pick You Chuan's clothes.

You Chuan refrained from prying Li Zhiqing's teeth open for the time being, trying to piece together fragmented memories while moving, and slowly organized words in Li Zhiqing's ear.

Even though he hadn't been given any aphrodisiac, Li Zhiqing's brain was not working very well.

You Chuan spoke very patiently, but it's a pity that Li Zhiqing didn't listen to a few words in his heart, he only vaguely knew that You Chuan played with the "protection fee" sent by some gods and gods, and accidentally became an ordinary person with a mortal body and a sexual desire. After meeting Li Zhiqing from the previous life, he had mutual affection with him, and returned to the sky when he died of old age.

As soon as You Chuan finished speaking, he couldn't wait to bite his mouth. Before Li Zhiqing could understand the limited words, another fire burned in his body, so he didn't have the time to think about what You Chuan had said to him.

Li Zhiqing's voice became hoarse as he shouted, his eyes darkened for a few seconds from time to time, except for You Chuan's scorching eyes, only the red line of the hand that bullied his mouth was in his peripheral vision.

I don't know if it's because it was a gift from Li Zhiqing's previous life, or because the sense of existence of that color is really strong enough, even if Li Zhiqing fell asleep afterwards, there was still a lingering bright red in his mind.

Ever since You Chuan began to sleep with Li Zhiqing, Li Zhiqing's sleep quality has been getting better and better, especially when he was tired, he had no dreams all night, and he woke up refreshed tomorrow morning, but after tonight's greed, he turned into a sleepless night. With exception, it is rare to have a dream.

At first, Li Zhiqing felt that the environment he was in was a bit bumpy, with a small degree of swaying. He seemed to be dozing off in his dream, and his consciousness was not very clear. It took a while for his five senses to reset, and he gradually felt the warmth of the surroundings. intentions and subtle sounds.

Li Zhiqing opened his eyes in his dream, and found himself sitting in a carriage moving forward.

The windows of the carriage are closed, and the space is not small. In front of the narrow couch, there is a low table with tea sets and food boxes on it, a blanket on the bottom, and a stove next to it.

Li Zhiqing couldn't help being taken aback, but unexpectedly he was not unfamiliar with these antique decorations.

He knew it was a dream, and he just acted as if his mind was wide open, and he started to enjoy it with a mentality similar to watching a movie. However, just as Li Zhiqing put the stove on the table, the people waiting in the front of the carriage walked around the windshield partition, Open the curtain and come in.

Before Li Zhiqing could react, he saw a little girl dressed as a maid smiling at him: "Master, you are awake."

Her voice is crisp, but it's a pity that her facial features are not clear enough. Li Zhiqing can tell that she is only twelve or thirteen years old by relying on the vague and beautiful outline.

The little girl quickly took out the charcoal from the stove and replaced it with the hand stove, and then put the reheated hand stove back into Li Zhiqing's hand.

No matter how hot the charcoal fire is, the heat from the hand stove will not burn you.

Li Zhiqing secretly felt that this dream was real enough, even this small gadget was infinitely close to history.

He was thinking about what to say, when the little girl took out the hot porridge that had been warming on the stove, sat down on the side of the couch, and looked up at him eagerly: "Young Master, are you hungry? Do you want to drink the porridge first? It is less than ten miles away from Zhuangzi, so please bear with me, young master."

"Not hungry." As soon as Li Zhiqing opened his mouth, he was almost bitten off his tongue by the bright boyish voice.

He just thought that this maid was young, and he didn't expect that he was not so different from the other party.

Li Zhiqing calmed down: "You eat."

The little girl seemed to be inseparable from Li Zhiqing, she grinned when she heard this, thanked her and buried herself in the porridge.

Afraid of disturbing her young master's rest, she sat outside for a long time, it was so cold that her face turned rosy after eating a bowl of porridge, and while tidying up, she gave Li Zhiqing some clever words to cheer him up.

When Li Zhiqing was listening to her talk, he vaguely felt that the body in the dream was not much better than his real body when he was a child. After waking up for a long time, his limbs were still weak, his shoulders and neck were sore, but it was still a dream, and Li Zhiqing didn't feel disappointed.

The carriage swayed for a long time, Li Zhiqing wondered if this dream should just let him stay like this for a long time.

It didn't take long for this idea to pop up, there was a whispered conversation at the front, and then the driver suddenly stopped on his horse.

Without waiting for Li Zhiqing to be puzzled, the little girl stood up abruptly, and opened the curtain a crack: "It's so good, why did it stop!"

With that slit, the driver's words became much clearer.

Li Zhiqing heard that the reason for the stop was that someone was on the road leading to Zhuangzi, and the driver couldn't make up his mind, so he wanted to ask Li Zhiqing if he wanted to take a long way back.

The little girl was angry: "This is our Zhuangzi's territory, and the only reason for others to give way, why do we need to take a detour?"

The words "village behind the mountain" and "can't be provoked" came lightly through the cracks in the curtain. Li Zhiqing thought it was some kind of robber or gangster, but the little girl turned around with an ugly face and said, "Young master... the little girl in the village behind the mountain Xie Chong has actually come to us, you are not in good health, or... let's take a detour."

Little evil spirit?

Li Zhiqing was suspicious: "What little evil spirit?"

He didn't order, the coachman didn't dare to enter or retreat, the carriage could only stop steadily.

The little girl spat: "A little beggar appeared out of nowhere. Several tenants behind the mountain died of his illness. It was very unlucky. They all said it was a monster that came down from the mountain."

Li Zhiqing laughed when he heard this. Poor people are prone to illness in winter. The ancients were superstitious. Most likely they blamed the trouble on the little beggars who had nothing to do with the village in exchange for psychological comfort.

"Listen to those people's nonsense, it's cold, what kind of monsters don't enjoy life in the mountains, but run outside to suffer?" Li Zhiqing instinctively froze for a moment, these words came out of his mouth without thinking at all.

Before Li Zhiqing was stunned enough, he involuntarily went to check the remaining food in the food box, and tied a small bag of broken silver to the wooden handle: "Give the food box to him, and drive directly there."

"Master!" The little girl was dissatisfied, obviously unwilling to contact the rumored little evil spirit.

"If you don't go, then I will go."

The little girl firmly protected the curtain: "You can't do it!"

Li Zhiqing was already used to acting on his instincts at this critical moment of decision-making, he shook his head helplessly, and raised his voice to order the coachman to drive the car next to the little beggar, and he finally got his wish after urging him repeatedly.

Li Zhiqing opened the small window, and as soon as the cool wind came in, the body coughed violently. After coughing, Li Zhiqing looked out and was really stunned.

There is no little beggar blocking the road, he is obviously a little boy no more than five or six years old.

There was a cold wind blowing outside the window, and he was sitting in the sunshine by the side of the road, with unmelted snow beside his feet, fluttering in a thin cloth coat, his whole body was clean, not like a beggar, but like a snow doll.

When Li Zhiqing saw that face, he felt like shit, the fair skin, the black eyes, the facial features, the good expression, it's clearly a mini version of You Chuan!