soul collector

Jiang Qiao knew that this time he really couldn't take it anymore.If it was just now, he could still rely on desperately reciting the four words and five loves to force his own reason, but now his brain is blank, he can't move, his eyes are fixed on Tang Xiu's chest and he can't move away.

The old ancestor turned over unconsciously, and the lines on the side of his abdominal muscles were undoubtedly revealed. What's more terrible, the old ancestor who drank too much for no reason still choked up...

It was a voice that Jiang Qiao never dared to expect to come out of Tang Xiu's mouth in his life.

His mind was rumbling like a volcanic eruption. When he first took the top spot as a director, there were many young actors and models scrambling to climb onto his bed. At that time, he saw those young bodies, and felt nothing like watching white-striped pigs in a slaughterhouse. the difference.He used to think that he was the rare person who relied on his soul to fall in love, but until now, he found that he was not.

Tang Xiu's body could kill him.

"That..." A director's voice sounded solitary in the room, very hoarse, he swallowed his mouth, and said slowly: "Tang Xiu..."

The old ancestor was already in a daze, so he could still hear what he said clearly.Hummed a few times indiscriminately, more like an invitation.

Jiang Qiao's hands were shaking. He took a deep breath and sat down next to Tang Xiu.Unexpectedly, the blow was so violent that it hit the ancestor's hair. Tang Xiu snorted, closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to push, muttering in his mouth: "Chiyuan wild boar, go find your leader..."

Akahara wild boar... I don't know what kind of monster it was in that life...

Jiang Qiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, the hand that was pushing on him had no strength, and when he moved his butt a little away, the hand slackened its strength and slammed into his palm.

"You're like this..." Jiang Qiao took a deep breath, "Are you trying to torture me on purpose?" He took the old ancestor's hand, leaned down and put his lips close to the old ancestor's cheek, feeling the chaotic breathing.

"Why are you so drunk, huh?"

In the huge room, he was still the only one talking to himself, and his black eyes were staring at the person who had been staring at him. After a while, Tang Xiu's whole body suddenly moved, and he opened his eyes with some difficulty. Bo's eyes were a little distracted at the moment, and it took him a while to focus on Jiang Qiao.

The old ancestor was a little confused after recognizing the person, and murmured: "Director... why are you here?"

"We drank together just now..."

But Tang Xiu interrupted him suddenly, with a clear smile, "It's good that you are here."

Jiang Qiao's throat moved, his voice was low and gentle, and he said in a low voice, "Let me see if you are asleep?"

"Yeah." Tang Xiu closed his eyes again, and muttered, "Turn off the light, it's dazzling."

"Okay, turn off the lights."

The tall man stood up from the bed and went to turn off the light, and the surrounding air suddenly lost something.Tang Xiu, who was used to being alone for thousands of years, suddenly felt a little annoyed, closed his eyes and asked indiscriminately, "What are you doing?"

"Listen to you, turn off the lights." Jiang Qiao's voice could not detect any emotion.

Tang Xiu snorted, "Don't go."

Jiang Qiao paused, his mind becoming more and more unclear.Although his drinking capacity was not as good as Tang Xiu's, two taels of baijiu was usually nothing, so why did he burn like this today.

Tang Xiu felt that the mud in his head was getting thicker and thicker. He squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Qiao for a long time. He felt in a trance that he was still in the crew of "Fox Killing Stage". He muttered and asked, "Have you ever given that one?"

The man not far away was breathless, "Which one?"

Tang Xiu hummed a few times, but remained silent again.

He was uncomfortably hot, so he simply shook off the cumbersome bathrobe a few times, rubbed it against the pillow, and hugged the cool side of the quilt in his arms, which made him feel much more comfortable.

Jiang Qiao silently stood beside the bed, "How hot is it?"

It took Tang Xiu a while before he hummed.

"Tang Xiu, I want to hug you, can I?"

The old ancestor didn't say a word, he had already returned to Datang consciously, Li Bai tricked Gao Lishi to take off his boots for him, and then came to him to show off.He expressed his concern for this drinking buddy, and tried to persuade the eunuch who annoyed the emperor's cronies that life might be difficult in the future, but Li Bai said that he wanted to go back to seclusion a long time ago, drinking and writing poems is so fun, and then he will have another drink with him.

In a daze, Tang Xiu seemed to have heard Li Bai say, "How are you?"

It's just that the voice is deep and hoarse, not quite like Li Bai...

Tang Xiu felt that he might have gotten too drunk with this guy this time, so he didn't take it seriously, and hummed vigorously.

The drunken man made an effort to hum, but it was just a whimper.

The next second, Tang Xiu in his sleep felt that he was hugged by someone.The man's arms seemed to be hotter than he was, and he subconsciously wanted to escape, but then the man tightened his arms, unable to escape.The old ancestor vaguely felt that this person might not be Li Bai. He was about to open his eyes to see who it was when he felt something soft touch his forehead.

This touch... is somewhat familiar...

"Director?" He tried his best to look at Jiang Qiao who was gnawing on his collarbone in the dark. "what are you doing?"

Jiang Qiao whispered, "Tang Xiu, I want you."

"What?" Those black eyes became more awake in a trance, and then disappeared, "Why?"

"Do you like me?" Jiang Qiao asked.

The ancestor thought for a while, nodded, "I like it."

"If you like me, why don't you accept me all the time?"

The ancestor didn't speak for a long time.Jiang Qiao sighed deeply, and was about to let go of him, but Tang Xiu sighed softly: "You haven't obtained eternal life, and I don't dare to sleep yet. Mortals and soul collectors..."

Those black eyes dimmed for a moment.After a long time, Jiang Qiao sighed softly, moved the ice water on the bedside table two inches closer, and said in a low voice, "You wake up in the middle of the night and drink some water, what's the matter with the wine, don't touch it in the future."

After he finished speaking, he raised his foot to leave, but the people behind him suddenly reached out to grab him.

"Don't go!"

The man's footsteps stopped, and when he looked back, Tang Xiu struggled from the bed and got up on his knees, grabbed his hand and pulled him to bow his head, reverently raised his head and wanted to kiss him.

It was the same gesture as when this person kissed him for the first time in the film crew, but he was in a different state of mind.That time it was just to test Jihun Banner, what about this time?This person who has never been drunk is drunk, is this kiss more real?

Tang Xiu whispered, "Jiang Qiao, I like you, you know."

Something seemed to jump in his black eyes. Tang Xiu half sat and half knelt on the bed with Jiang Qiao's shoulders on his shoulders. In a daze, he heard Jiang Qiao's low sigh.Thin kisses spread down from the collarbone.It was the first time he felt this kind of feeling, but he didn't hate it. He just felt as if a few threads in his body were being pulled tight, and his whole body couldn't help but tense and trembled.A pair of hands lingered on his body, and wherever it touched, it was terribly itchy.

"You're not feeling well, just tell me." ——It seemed that he heard this sentence in a daze, but he couldn't hear it clearly. Tang Xiu couldn't be bothered to distinguish, so he hummed again.

In the dimness, he had been touched all over by those hands, and then gently pushed over, and something was behind him.

Tang Xiu's mind was confused, and he muttered: "Pan Kechang... put away your gun, you know I can unload it in half a second."

"..." Jiang Qiao stretched out his hand silently and covered the mouth of the old ancestor.

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Early the next morning, Tang Xiu was woken up by the strong sunlight that came in without drawing the curtains.Before he could regain his consciousness, the aches and pains all over his body had already flooded his nerves.He frowned, turned over habitually, but just as soon as he moved, he was pushed back by the pain in his waist.

The back is also weird, I can't tell what kind of feeling it is, slightly dry and a kind of... skin discomfort after excessive friction?

Tang Xiu wondered what was going on, gritted his teeth and turned over, the body of someone at the opposite door appeared in front of him brightly under the sunlight.

The events of last night suddenly came back to my mind.

Jiang Qiao was sleeping in a daze. The next second, a strong force was exerted on his waist, and he was kicked out of bed headfirst, and his head hit the floor with a bang.

Jiang Qiao raised his head violently in shock, and just as he opened his eyes in a panic, an arm passed under his chin and locked his throat.

Tang Xiu sat on his back, his arms forced his head up, his voice was low and dangerous, "What did you do last night?! Huh?"

...After seeing the drunk version of the old ancestor, the normal version is not so cute...

Fortunately, the ancestor gave him room to breathe and talk, Jiang Qiao said, "We did it last night...uh..."

The arms tightened.

The old ancestor didn't show any mercy, Jiang Qiao felt that his upper body was about to be pulled off, his throat was locked and he couldn't breathe. For a moment, he really felt that Tang Xiu was going to kill him.

After a minute of silence in the room, the oxygen in his chest was exhausted. Jiang Qiao began to struggle, but his arms became tighter and tighter, and Tang Xiu's breathing became more and more rapid. He leaned close to Jiang Qiao's face and stared at him from the side. s eyes.

The old ancestor had a cold expression, and he looked completely less cute and innocent than when he was drunk last night.

Jiang Qiao suddenly realized that he had underestimated his ancestor's anger.

This person has been walking for thousands of years, how can he tolerate offense.

"Jiang Qiao, I warn you, this is the first and last time. If there is a next time, I won't just take off your arm." Tang Xiu leaned closer to his ear and said.Before Jiang Qiao realized what he meant, he saw a cold and sharp flash in those black eyes that were close at hand. The next moment, there was a sharp and deep pain in the deep part of his right shoulder, and the cold sweat burst from his hair in an instant. He got out of the room, and he couldn't help crying out in pain.

The cry of pain caused the strength to hesitate for a moment, the strength in his neck and arms disappeared, and Jiang Qiao rolled on the ground in pain.

Tang Xiu stood up, expressionlessly picked up the bathrobe on the floor and wrapped it back around his body, covering the red marks all over his body.

He looked at him with no emotion in his voice, "Get out of my house."

It took Jiang Qiao a long time to sit up from the ground with his left hand propped up, and awkwardly pulled off his clothes and pants to put them on.Tang Xiu sat by the side with a cold face and didn't look at him until he tidied himself up and stood in front of him.

Jiang Qiao's eyes were still full of disbelief. He looked at Tang Xiu deeply for a while, his right arm was hanging limply, his left hand clenched tightly, and he suppressed the resentment in his heart and asked, "Tang Xiu, what are you doing?" Is it too much?"

Tang Xiu raised his eyelids and looked at him, "It's not too much. If there is no love from the past, I will directly kill you."

"Why?" Jiang Qiao's voice suddenly rose, "We have reached this point, can I still force you?"

Tang Xiu looked at him quietly when he heard the words, "You used me to get drunk and lose my temper."

"You recognize who I am." Jiang Qiao took a deep breath, the circles of his eyes turned red, "I asked you."

The old ancestor paused for a moment, and then repeated, "It's not true if you're drunk." His eyes swept over Jiang Qiao's hanging arm.There should be no real dislocation, he just thought he could make a ruthless move, but he didn't expect to hesitate the moment he made the move.

After waiting for a long time without a response, Jiang Qiao suddenly sneered and took two steps back.

"Well, I was wishful thinking from beginning to end."

As he spoke, he picked up the coat on the ground with his uninjured hand, straightened his hair, and looked at Tang Xiu coldly, "It was me who was so bold that I misunderstood what your ancestor Wannian meant, and misunderstood us. Is there any relationship between you?" He paused, looked into Tang Xiu's eyes, and said word by word: "You are indeed a person who is not warm. What kind of mortal soul collector, what uncollected soul, you Just a cold-blooded monster! Even if I really become a soul collector, we will never be together one day. Tang Xiu, I see through you!"

As if something had stabbed him in the depths of his heart, Tang Xiu, who seldom gets angry, suddenly stood up and shouted, "Have I wronged you? Since you dare to do such a thing to me, you should think of the price when you do it!"

"Okay!" Jiang Qiao nodded vigorously, "Okay... the price, okay..."

He took two steps back and smiled coldly, "If this is what you want——then from now on, I'll get out of here."

Tang Xiu's heartbeat stopped for a moment, and the man strode out of his room. A few seconds later, there was the sound of something being thrown on the shoe cabinet in the hallway, and then the door opened and was slammed shut again.

Boom!

Tang Xiu stood there and calmed down for a few seconds, tried his best to walk out calmly, and glanced at the shoe cabinet.

The key card he gave Jiang Qiao was lying there quietly.

The old ancestor seemed to be filled with a pot of burning anger. For the first time in his life, he was so angry that he didn't know how to vent it. He was extremely irritable. He walked up to pick up the key card and stared at it for a long time. , and then finally gradually calmed down, calmed down the desire to break it off, and put it back in its original place.

The opposite door was silent, and Jiang Qiao went back. Two doors and one corridor cut off all communication.

That sleazy mortal, vulgar, shameful, vulgar mortal!

The old ancestor stood on the spot and took deep breaths. Jiang Qiao said that he agreed at the time, but based on his understanding of himself—how could it be possible?He couldn't remember exactly what happened after he was drunk last night. What impressed him deeply in his mind was the trembling after stroking his hands, the itching and irritation when he bit him, and...

Tang Xiu shook his head violently, strode to the cold water stand, scooped up a handful of water and slapped it on his face.

The phone rang suddenly, and he picked it up angrily, "Hello?"

Li Ziping paused, "What's wrong with you, so angry?"

"What's the matter?" Tang Xiu suppressed his annoyance and unspeakable panic, raised his hand and loosened the bathrobe, allowing himself to breathe more smoothly.

"Director Chen Gui wants to meet you again, have morning tea and chat about the characters. I'll be at your house in half an hour."

"it is good."

"Director Jiang has to go too? I heard Director Chen mention something, but I didn't answer his call just now. Are you two together?"

Unexpectedly, Tang Xiu flew into a rage when he heard the words, "Will he like to go or not!"

"Ah?" Li Ziping was in a daze, the phone had already been hung up.