Master, I especially hold grudges!

The embroidered black robe was swept away on the table, and the fully filled water glass was tilted to the side and rolled onto the ground, and fell clear with a "slap".

Duan Heng landed smoothly, and suddenly turned his head to stare at Shi Fangyu. It was the first time he had such an exaggerated expression on his face since Meiyuan.

Shi Fangyu hurriedly stood up from the bed, looked down at Duan Heng, supported the hair crown with one hand, then smoothed his hair, pointed at him with the other hand, and spoke nervously for a long while.

"Duan Heng, how dare you deceive Master Mie..."

The mouth shape of the word "Zu" was displayed, but the sound of the word was swallowed by him.Shi Fangyu felt extremely regretful for speaking the truth out of his mouth for a while, so he hurried to see Shen Zhen who broke in suddenly.

Shen Zhen had been eavesdropping outside for a while, and the more he listened, the colder his body became. According to the weather in Yufeng, no matter how cold the wind blows at night, it would not freeze him stiff.

But as soon as he kicked the door in, he didn't know where to start asking.

Full of horrific truths.

In comparison, none of them was more unacceptable to him.

"Master?" Shen Zhen tried to call out, but then quickly changed his words, pulled his hair and made a stop gesture, "No, no."

"Second Uncle?" He tried calling again.

Then he walked around the room irritably, forcing himself to sort out the situation in front of him.

Duan Heng's face darkened, ever since he was kicked out of bed by Shi Fangyu.

Shi Fangyu knew that something was wrong, he hadn't decided whether to reveal his identity, let alone deal with the current situation.

Shen Zhen stopped suddenly, rushed to the table and filled his stomach with the spout of the kettle, the water flowed out from the corner of his mouth, he wiped it carelessly, pointed at Shi Fangyu, and looked at Duan Heng.

"You two? You two..."

He didn't know how to describe it.

Now he doesn't want to hear a single explanation, and he doesn't accept any denials, because he can hear everything clearly outside the door.

Shi Fangyu sneered twice, pulled the black-faced Duan Heng to the front, and said with a big smile: "He is still your senior brother! If it doesn't work, you can also call him Second Uncle—"

"you shut up!"

Shen Zhen roared, like a bolt from the blue, and like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

In fact, he should have suspected it a long time ago. He has never seen his elder brother treat a person like this before. He is inseparable, takes him with him everywhere, and takes care of him meticulously...

Shen Zhen was a little crazy, so much so that he began to imagine some pictures for no reason in his mind.

"It must be because I haven't woken up yet..." Shen Zhen shook his head blankly, turned around listlessly and wanted to go out, but knocked his head on the door frame, leaving a red mark immediately.

Shi Fangyu hurried over and licked his forehead, "Be sober! Watch the road, okay?"

"Since you've heard it all, I won't hide it from you as a teacher." Shi Fangyu cleared his throat, but also felt a headache.

He straightened Shen Zhen, the phantom in front of his face changed, and he had already returned to his original appearance.

Straightening his clothes for him, Shi Fangyu did what he wanted to do but failed to do when he met Shen Zhen for the first time after his rebirth.

Touching the top of his head, he sighed: "You have grown so tall."

Shen Zhen's shoulders trembled, with mixed emotions in his heart, he didn't know whether it was more surprise or more fright, but his eyes became moist for no reason.

The one farewell back then was Yongjue, and he didn't even see the last side, and he didn't even have the chance to ask him, what happened to the Demon Lord's Soul, and what happened to the Lingxu Duan family.

He has always believed that Master did not do it, so he often vents his anger on the elder brother who personally killed Master.

Shi Fangyu patted him on the back, saw him wipe his eyes, raised his head, his eyes were still red, but his face was very serious, and asked him: "Don't you want to tell father?"

Shi Fangyu's smile remained unchanged, he shook his head, "I don't want to."

"If I didn't hear it, don't you want to tell me?" Shen Zhen asked again.

"Maybe," Shi Fangyu put down his hands and turned his back, "But your master, second uncle, and I, have you ever treated you badly?"

"Hmph!" Shen Zhen shook off his hand, raised his eyebrows, gave him a cold look, turned around decisively and left, his back was hidden in the secret darkness.

"This kid... just let his father teach him badly!" Shi Fangyu closed the door, and sat down at the table by himself, with an expression of no burden, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

He knows Shen Zhen very well. He is not a child who can hold back his thoughts. He always has something to say, but today he just suddenly knows too much, and he can't accept it for a while. As long as he doesn't blame him for hiding it from him, wait until he thinks about it. , as far as everything goes.

He was not afraid of his identity being known by Shen Zhen, anyway, he was the child he had dragged for several years, so he would not tell the world that he was the revived Demon Lord.

Shi Fangyu sat for a while before suddenly realizing that someone hadn't said a word from the beginning to the end. He looked up and found Duan Heng leaning against the wooden cabinet next to the bed, looking at him without saying a word.

That expression can be said to be...very angry...

Shi Fangyu covered his eyes and pretended to dodge, feeling ashamed in his heart, after all, it was not the first time he kicked Duan Heng away, and he wanted face.

Thinking of this, he suddenly got up and walked over with the hem of his clothes up, standing in front of him.

Duan Heng's eyes also followed his footsteps, staring at him closely, there was no smile on his face, his eyelids were half drooping, as if he was harboring great emotions.

"Master, I swear, it really wasn't intentional!" Shi Fangyu tried to explain, then moved closer, and said in a serious manner: "Can you understand? Sometimes, the brain has not reacted, but the body has reacted—"

Duan Heng turned his head, closed his eyes, and said: "If the master doesn't want the disciple to touch you, then the disciple should be..."

"No!" Shi Fangyu hurriedly hugged Duan Heng, clasped his hands tightly behind his back, "I'm suddenly very cold, Master!"

After saying that, he jumped up, his legs wrapped around his waist, and his whole body was hung on Duan Heng's body, like a young bear cub who is not yet an adult.

Duan Heng spread out his hands, and didn't hug him, he didn't move at all, just listened to him coldly saying: "Master, are you sure you won't kick the apprentice away again?"

No sound, nodding frequently.

Duan Heng hooked the corners of his lips, let out a soft hum, then turned around suddenly when Shi Fangyu was unprepared, and pushed him against the wooden cabinet.

Shi Fangyu was leaning against the wooden cabinet, his heart beating like a drum, and Duan Heng leaned into his ear and said, "Where did we go?"

Shi Fangyu swallowed his saliva, only now did he realize that this posture was uncomfortable, not to mention the majesty as a master, he hooked Duan Heng's waist, so that he could clearly detect any changes in his body Chu.

Duan Heng didn't give him a chance to think and resist, and directly bullied him, covering his lips with his lips, slowly prying his lips and teeth open with the tip of his tongue, aggressively attacking him without hiding.

Shi Fangyu held Duan Heng's shoulder with his hand, his mind was already unconscious, his temperature rose, he moved his body, felt the changes in his body, and suddenly pushed Duan Heng away.

The four eyes met, and they were suddenly speechless.

"That... will you do it?"

After a while, the master asked.

The author has something to say:

Duan Heng: Shen Zhen!You wake up!Master has been gone for ten years!

Shen Zhen: Master is dead!Master is dead!Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……

No, the cycle has already started in the stupid author's head...