The protagonists in the book all resent me for breaking

The bathroom was filled with hot fog, and Lan Chu's fair and thin face was reflected on the anti-fog mirror.

Jiang Xianmeng was taken aback when he saw the reflection in the mirror just now, and thought he was dazzled by what he looked like before he died, but looking closely now, the face in the mirror is still slightly different from his own.

Maybe it's because Lan Chu's face still has the childishness of a teenager. Although his facial features look similar to his own before death, they are more three-dimensional than his own. There is an indescribable stubbornness and vigor in his eyes. .

According to Jiang Xian's words, from head to toe, it reveals a feeling of "I am the future savior, I am the best", exaggerated!Compared with the mature and stable self, it is far worse.

After hearing this, Qingmian mercilessly exposed it: "You are purely envious and jealous of others who are younger than you."

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Jiang Xian wrapped her bathrobe tightly and curled up on the loveseat sofa. Luckily, Lan Chu was not too tall and thinner, and the sofa was much more spacious than ordinary loveseat sofas, so curling her legs up and curling up on it wasn't uncomfortable.

The light had already been turned off, and the small room without even a ventilation window was immediately pitch black. Gayel's bedroom was silent, Jiang Xian looked towards the door, and could vaguely see the night light in the bedroom under the crack of the door Cast a dark yellow spot.

Jiang Xian had never slept in such a dark environment before, and the strange environment made him feel very uneasy. He always felt that he was sleeping in a small tomb now, but became more awake as time went by.

"Qing Mian, I can't sleep." Jiang Xian tossed and turned on the small sofa, and finally decided to talk to Qing Mian, to see if he could relax a little.

"It's easy if you can't sleep." Jiang Xian couldn't see the position of Qingmian in the dark environment, so he could only judge the direction where he seemed to be standing above his head by his voice: "A good night should not be wasted, since you can't sleep, go Get into bed."

"Climbing the bed?" Jiang Xian was full of black question marks in his head: "Whose bed to climb?"

"What do you think?" Qingmian asked back.

Jiang Xian understood: "...I'm afraid of being kicked off the bed by him."

Qingmian comforted: "How is it possible, you have to think about it, maybe he strangled you to death before you climbed up?"

As he spoke, he did not forget to utter a syllable with his neck broken: "Ka——"

Jiang Xian: "..." Then I would rather be kicked out of bed by him ten times.

"Okay." Qingmian looked at Jiang Xian's unlovable expression in the dark, and finally decided to let him go with his conscience: "Since he can bring you home, it proves that he will not kill you, at least for now No, don’t worry, go boldly, whether you can HE or not depends on your performance tonight, if you win the iceberg, you are the king of the iceberg!”

"But I don't want to be the king of the iceberg." Jiang Xian rolled his eyes silently in his heart, thinking about what Qing Mian said was quite reasonable, the first five books have already been passed, if they are folded here now, then the previous ones Isn't the effort all in vain?

So Jiang Xian gave up his heart, got up from the sofa, touched the wall and tiptoed towards the door.

Gently opened the small door a crack, and Gayel's breathing could not be heard in the quiet bedroom. Jiang Xian first showed half of his head and walked around the bedroom to make sure that Gayel was indeed sleeping before pushing the door wider. It nimbly got out of it like a tail swimming fish.

Gayel was lying on his back in the middle of the big bed, the thin quilt was pulled up to his armpits, his arms were draped outside the thin quilt, his hands were naturally crossed on his abdomen, his strong chest muscles were faintly visible under the nightgown, and the dim light made him feel uncomfortable. His resolute facial features became a little softer, and his jet-black hair was scattered on the white pillow, like a black spider web, which suddenly engulfed Jiang Xian's breathing, making his throat feel tight.

To be honest, Gayel's sleeping posture is too dignified. If his chest is not still rising and falling, Jiang Xian even thought that what is lying here is a corpse named Gayel.

Jiang Xian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, so that his sore throat felt a little better. He approached Gayel slowly and stiffly step by step, carefully lifted a corner of the thin quilt, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and finally Drilled in.

Jiang Xian tried his best to keep his movements very light and careful. Originally, he thought that someone like Gayel would definitely wake up as soon as he approached, and then he would kick him off before he went to bed, but he didn't. Thinking that until he was lying next to Gayel, the other party didn't even move, and even the breathing rate didn't change, which made Jiang Xian's heart hang in his throat slightly back down.

Then what to do?The previous experience has been forgotten, and now Jiang Xian can only try to recall some useful details from his small R[-] notebook.

Jiang Xian was thinking about the scenes that made him blush, and turned his head to kiss Gayel on the face, a thief-like kiss, when his lips touched the cool skin of Gayel's cheek, He seemed to feel the opponent's body stiffen slightly.

Immediately, the heart was lifted to the throat again by the invisible hand. Jiang Xian quickly tilted his head back, distanced himself from Gayel, and looked at him nervously. After a full three seconds, he saw that the other party was not about to wake up. It meant that Jiang Xian let out a small breath—it must have been just his own illusion just now.

Gayel was still sleeping like a pig after making such a fuss about himself, maybe this marshal is not as powerful as he thought, Jiang Xian became more courageous when he thought about it, his Adam's apple slid slightly, Resisting his shame, he lowered his hand towards Gayel's lower abdomen, and when he was about to touch it, his restless hand was suddenly held down.

Jiang Xian was terrified. When he raised his head suddenly, he saw Gayel staring at him with gray-blue eyes slightly squinted. His entire face was as cold as if he had been frozen, but Jiang Xian was pressed by the hand on his lower abdomen. But he could clearly feel the scorching heat from the opponent's abdominal muscles being continuously transmitted to his palm through the nightgown. In addition, Jiang Xian also smelled a faint, nostalgic scent of sandalwood.

"Um... Marshal, are you awake?" Jiang Xian smiled and tried to pull his hand back, but after pulling it hard a few times, the other party pressed him firmly, and he couldn't move it at all.

Gayel turned over suddenly, pressed Jiang Xian directly under his body, pressed his arms firmly to his sides with both hands, and asked coldly, "If I don't wake up, what do you want to do to me?"

The sudden change of the situation made Jiang Xian's heart start to throb in his chest like a stall. Gayel looked at him with dangerous eyes as if he would break his neck in the next second. The invisible pressure made him forget even struggling , I could only say nonchalantly: "I, I don't want to do anything."

"You sneaked onto my bed without thinking of doing anything?" Gayel squeezed his arm harder, and Jiang Xian frowned in pain.

Forget it, he was caught by someone, so he decided to go all out. Jiang Xian, who was broken and broken, suddenly raised his head and kissed Gayel's thin lips tightly pressed like a knife: "I just want to do this."

Maybe he didn't expect the other party to be so bold, the face of Gayel who was kissed suddenly went blank for a second, then he let out a sneer, lowered his head and kissed Jiang Xian, the tip of his tongue easily pried open his lips and teeth, and probed deeper, Hooked his soft tongue and sucked hard.

Gayel's kiss was domineering, but without a trace of warmth, as if he wanted to swallow Jiang Xian's whole body. At the same time, he let go of the hand that clamped his arm, and tore off his nightgown. His fingers that should have been hot now But unexpectedly cold, they passed across Jiang Xian's chest like a piece of ice, making Jiang Xian tremble.

No, this is wrong, the relationship between myself and Gayel shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be so cold, it's so cold that my whole body feels like I've fallen into an ice cave, and even my blood and bone marrow are completely frozen.

But what would it be otherwise?The scent of sandalwood on the other party's body became stronger and stronger, and Jiang Xian seemed to remember that someone had gently brushed his sweaty forehead hair with slender fingers, kissed the corners of his eyes, and touched every part of his back like playing a musical instrument. A piece of spine, holding himself in his arms as if it were a treasure...

Suddenly, cold fingers pinched hard on the soft beans exposed to the air, and the intense pain brought Jiang Xian back from his stupefied state. I don't know where the strength came from, and Jiang Xian suddenly lifted Gayel from his body. He opened it, struggled and fell off the bed, his thin body trembled like chaff, he held on to his nightgown tightly, his voice trembled so out of tune that he didn't even know it.

"It shouldn't be like this," he said. "We shouldn't be like this, Gayel."

After speaking, Jiang Xian stumbled back to the small room and closed the door with a bang.

The charming atmosphere in the air was blown away by the sound of closing the door, and Gayel raised his hand in a daze to caress the lips that had kissed Jiang Xian just now. An indescribable and never-before-experienced feeling came from the bottom of his heart like the fog of a swamp. rise up.

The tip of his nose is still lingering with the scent of the other person, he obviously used the same shower gel as his own, but why does that smell smell so damn sweet on him, like a dewy strawberry, he couldn't help but want to Take a hard bite.

Gayel straightened his robe, lay down again and put on a thin quilt, but the heat on his body didn't fade away because of Jiang Xian's departure, instead he became more restless.

Why wasn't he sent to prison?

Why was he not tortured?

Why do you want to take him home and stay by your side?

Even though he knew that he was suspicious and dangerous, he still couldn't be cruel to him, and there was even a small voice in the deepest part of his heart clamoring to trust him unconditionally.

It was ridiculous and so unlike my usual self.

And what happened tonight, even though he woke up when he opened the door, he didn't stop him from approaching him, even when he got into his bed and secretly kissed himself, he was looking forward to it...

Dazed.

Gayel smiled bitterly silently, he must have been dazed.

Slowly closing his eyes, Chu Lan's appearance when he said "it shouldn't be like this" reappeared on the retina, like a hot burn, which made Gayel's eyes ache, so he sighed and opened his eyes again, Throwing off the quilt, picked up the thin blanket next to the pillow, and gently pushed open the door of the small room.

Through the ambiguous light outside the door, Gayel saw Jiang Xian curled up on the sofa like a wounded little animal, his heart suddenly tightened as if being entangled by some kind of soft silk thread, and it hurt.

He walked over lightly, shook off the thin blanket and covered Jiang Xian, and stood there watching him for a while before exiting the door.

Maybe we should get him a cot in his room tomorrow...