Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

Chapter 125

The sky was dim and bright at this time, Wu Cheng opened his eyes, he was the only one on the bed, he subconsciously looked towards the bed, there was also empty, only dust floating in the air, a trace of shallow fear spread in the bottom of his heart, he He hurriedly sat up, and pressed his hand on some kind of quilt, it was very wet and cold...

He raised his hand and took a look, that hand was covered with blood... Wucheng looked away in a daze, there was a lot of blood on the bedding, and so was the ground...

He looked up and saw Liu Qianshan standing in the room looking at him, his body was covered with injuries, his eyes were full of confusion and loss, and he smiled lightly...

"Huh..." Wucheng woke up again, he opened his eyes, and what he saw was pitch black, like another dream within a dream.

He gasped for a while motionless, as if someone moved around him, it didn't look like a dream.

Liu Qianshan tentatively lifted the corner of the quilt, looked at the person buried under the quilt, "Huaihai...are you awake?"

The light shone on his eyelids, Wucheng trembled slightly, and immediately saw a pair of ice-coloured eyes looking at him, he smiled reassuringly, and his tense muscles relaxed, "Qianshan..."

"Last night you said it was cold, I didn't dare to hug you to sleep, I was afraid that it would make you... still cold?" Liu Qianshan spoke softly to him, Wucheng shook his head, pulled away the quilt and hugged himself tightly His Taoist companion is a little cold in winter, and his body is also very cold... But this person makes him feel very warm, and he feels warm in his arms.

Wu Cheng was in a daze for a moment, and he suddenly realized that in his dream last night... or in his memory, Liu Qianshan's body was not like this...

That brief night of intimacy was engraved deeply in his mind. He remembered how warm this person was, from his lips to his chest, to every inch of skin and every piece of flesh on his body with the warmth and warmth that could melt him. Strength, easily made him throw away his mind between the beds, and was attacked to the point of being defeated.

Many pictures that were too embarrassing to speak flooded into my mind, Wucheng's tongue was a little dry, and he smiled lightly... Did you remember it wrong?

Although I have remembered many memories, after all, my mind has always been messed up these years. Is it an illusion caused by not remembering clearly?

Wu Cheng let out a soft breath, Liu Qianshan kissed his ear, his lips were cool, the curve and touch seemed to be smiling, the beautiful feeling completely took away his thoughts.

Wu Cheng turned his head back and kissed Liu Qianshan's neck, there was a muffled sound from the two people's beds, and they were about to rest at dawn.

Wu Cheng's face was flushed red, panting and lying on the body of his Taoist companion, holding that cold hand, he said suddenly, he didn't know why he said this, "Qianshan, your hand is good!" It's cold... when will I be able to warm myself..."

Liu Qianshan stroked the hair on the back of his head, his eyes were looking at the translucent curtain in front of the bed, filled with gentle sunlight, and his tone was very gentle: "...don't worry...it will be warm."

Few numbers, somewhat familiar, Wucheng's heart suddenly ached, he opened his mouth... He didn't ask anything, but felt the coolness of the Taoist companion penetrated into his heart.

Something was pressing in his heart, Wucheng didn't stay in his own courtyard at night, he entered the Houshan Mountain Mansion to practice in seclusion, and Liu Qianshan turned into a snow wolf to guard the Dharma outside the door.

During the day, the words Liu Qianshan said repeatedly appeared in Wucheng's mind... He closed his eyes and searched for that trace of familiarity repeatedly.

"No hurry...it will be warm..." What was Qian Shan's tone when he spoke?Why are you sad?What was he doing then?What am I... doing again?

He sat on the futon with his head down, did nothing in the middle of the night, and kept trying to remember that part of the memory, but unfortunately his head hurt a little, and he still couldn't remember anything.

His gentle face sank into irritability, he closed his eyes and raised his hands to rub the center of his brows, his breath fluctuated a bit messily...

The memory in his mind also became more chaotic. Mayor Wu let out a breath, leaned his head up and leaned wearily on the stone wall, and there was a bit of Huaihai's arrogant arrogance on his face.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a bamboo slip on the desk and the red string on the bamboo slip. He looked away uncomfortably, and clenched his fingers tightly, his eyes full of distress.

……

"Liu Qianshan...why haven't you...uh...leaved me...for several years...haven't you gotten enough of me yet?"

"I am pleased with you..." In the dark hall, two bodies intertwined, Liu Qianshan's cold voice became hoarse due to passion, and the words were bitten hard, revealing a deep and gentle love.

"Huh..." Huaihai laughed coldly, but he didn't answer, his whole body was filled with a sense of beauty, he bit his lips tightly and moaned softly, Liu Qianshan kissed the slightly open mouth. He slowly closed his eyes, covering up the almost uncontrollable excitement in his eyes.

In the dark night, a man's soft sigh of satisfaction came from a private room in a certain inn in Mochizuki City, and his throat trembled slightly... arousing imagination and criticism...

Huaihai looked at the man who was panting slightly on his body, with an indifferent and shallow smile on his face, raised his slender fingers, and pulled away the red string under Liu Qianshan that bound him to release his desire... This joy, only Mr. Huaihai can enjoy it alone.

Liu Qianshan frowned, watching the red rope fall between the beds, he stared at the hand with red fingertips, wanting to be gentle for a while, but heard that cold voice again: "Go down..."

"Okay..." Liu Qianshan looked at him and responded softly.

Huaihai frowned slightly, and cast a glance at Xue Yao, "Have you forgotten? You are my general...call me Shangjun..."

"No... Your Majesty..."

The slender figure left the bed in a long gown, his slender fingers hooked the corner of his clothes again, and Liu Qianshan's eyes showed a hint of joy.Huaihai got up and hugged Xue Yao's thin waist from behind, listening to his beating heart, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up: "Do you know what people outside say about you?"

"unimportant……"

"Hmph...really? You don't care if they say you're female to me?"

"I don't care..." Liu Qianshan replied firmly, and the sarcasm in Huaihai's eyes weakened.He stuck to the warm body that still carried the breath of the two of them, opened his mouth, and said nothing.The arm that wanted to wrap around the other party fell down after a while, and he put his fist on the bed.

The beating heart of the person in front of him slowed down heavily, Huaihai clenched the quilt with cold eyes: "Don't stay in front of me...I don't need you to accompany me tonight...go out..."