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Chapter 36 Playing with Fire and Self-immolation

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    "You are still young, and you will have a great time in the future. If someone knows your thoughts, I will have nothing to do. At most, I will be given a few memorials by the officials. I am used to it, but you can't do it. For your own sake, don't do this again."  Be self-willed, okay?"

    The long and slow voice, obviously still carries the natural coldness, but it is like the spring buds hidden under the ice, waiting for a ray of sunshine to break out of the ground, so beautiful.

    Liu Moyan couldn't hear what Duan Jinrui was saying, but at this moment, following the voice in his heart, he effortlessly pulled his hands out of Duan Jinrui's palms, stretched out his hands, and grabbed Duan Jinrui with one hand.  The front of the man's front was pulled violently toward his side, and the other hand pressed the back of the man's neck, and pressed down hard. The bright-colored lips and the light-colored lips were in a flash, and no one on both sides could touch it.  Stop, the moment there was no way to stop, they slammed into each other fiercely.

    With a soft sound of "Chirp!" and the sound of teeth clinking, Duan Jinrui's words from the bottom of his heart stopped automatically.  Boy: "You, are you listening"

    The voice was chaotic, full of bewilderment and anger, the angry young man ignored his own words, and only thought about these things in his mind, but when he saw the young man covered his lips at a loss, the only thing Duan Jinrui could do was  , just let himself calm down and calm down, he told himself that Liu Moyan was still young and didn't know the severity, it was the young man's first taste of lust|desire, so he had no control, he shouldn't get angry at him, let alone,  He was not willing to really do something to the young man, this is what he owed him, there was a little sadness in the ice-colored eyes, but the shadow cast by the moonlight on the man who was leaning over his neck just happened to cover up this feeling  Variety.

    "I don't know, I don't understand, I don't understand!"

    Liu Moyan grinned, and said "No", which completely showed his attitude.

    "Mo Yan!"

    "Um?"

    The boy tilted his head.

    "You are very smart!"

    So, stop pretending, okay?  Enough is enough, pull out the heart that is about to fall in time, I know, your cleverness is enough.

    The distance between the two is only one step, but no one can cross that step. Duan Jinrui doesn't know how to treat Liu Moyan, take it lightly, letting Liu Moyan act recklessly, it is a kind of irresponsibility for his life  , seriously, how could he look at the young man who was smiling brightly and complacently, with a slight sadness in his brows and eyes.

    "A Rui, I'm not smart at all"

    Liu Moyan suddenly lost his mind, his fingertips were still pressed between his own lips, those lips, carrying his own temperature, were stained with the coolness that belonged to another man, just now, the lips of the two were so intimate  Sticking together, obviously, it was not the deep kiss full of desire|desire that night, obviously, it was just an unexpected touch like a joke, his heart that he thought was dead, but it seemed to be connected to an electric current,  "Plop!" "Plop!" The sound of the beating heart echoed in my ears.

    He remembered this feeling, the finger on his lips, at some point, pressed to the position of the heart, as if it had been a hundred years, deeply buried in his heart, the heartbeat that belonged to that life, when he was overwhelmed by high fever  When he was dizzy and tortured by pain, the man in blue was always by his side. When he woke up, the man's smile captivated his heart and soul.

    His lips and teeth were tightly clenched, and there was a little panic and helplessness in his eyes, impossible, he couldn't be tempted again, how ridiculous, just because Duan Jinrui didn't leave him and take care of him when he was sick, it was just because of the man's speechless words  Indulgence, just because of the occasional helpless but compromising eyes of the man, just because the man drags his broken leg, step by step, carrying him on his back, just because the man will tell him what is right, what is the way to avoid harm,  just because of¡­¡­

    Liu Moyan's eyes were a little hollow, and between his lips and teeth, he tasted the taste of blood, unparalleled bitterness, even bitterer than Coptis chinensis.

    His body was trembling slightly and imperceptibly. At this moment, he had forgotten all about revenge and games. He felt that this room, this square inch, was so suffocating that he couldn't even feel it for a moment.  Zhong couldn't stay any longer.

    "Tell me, what should I do? If I can't treat you as a stranger, if I treat you like a master, tell me, what should I do?"

    A gust of wind blew through the crack of the door, and the wind howled, rolled up a corner of Liu Moyan's blue shirt, and the hem danced with the breeze.  Some fragile lines are exposed in front of the eyes.

     Duan Jinrui put his hand on the cloak on his shoulder almost without thinking, but he just pressed it. He heard his own voice, swaying slowly and effortlessly.  Cold and indifferent: "If you can't do it, then forget about me"

    "forget me¡­¡­"

    Three words, bursts of thunder in his heart, Liu Moyan suddenly had a feeling of playing with fire and setting himself on fire. He was here, almost unable to stay for a moment, and took out the warm paper in his arms.  The man who tilted his head and didn't dare to look at him pressed his hand.

    "Gift!"

    When Duan Jinrui felt the temperature of the thin paper in his hand and lowered his head in a daze, Liu Moyan swung his sleeves and opened the closed window, like geese flying in the clouds, and Yan Hong curled up.

    Duan Jinrui didn't care to look at the things in his hands, and walked to the window in two steps. The open window could not hide the cold night wind, which blew on his face, causing pains, and his lips parted: "Niannian"

    In the end, there was still no sound, and he stretched out his hand to close the window to block out the moonlight. The sense of loss on Duan Jinrui's face finally showed uncontrollably.  And the free and easy handwriting, the handwriting is like the person, the ink-colored brush strokes, it seems that you can see the young man laughing wantonly, dancing with swords for nine days.

    The melancholy on his face gradually disappeared, but when he scanned the last word, his brows raised: "Hu Heng, Xuansu Imperial Physician is here to see Ben Gong!"

    Opening the door, he gave orders to Mr. Hu who was hiding in the shadows and pretended that he didn't exist. When the other party turned around, he said meaningfully: "Take care of your mouth. If there is another time, I will never let you go!"  Forgive me!"

    The light tone, never expressive, made Hu Heng's shoulders tremble: "Don't worry, Your Highness, the slave's mouth is tighter than that clam shell. The slave didn't see or hear anything just now!"

    He made a gesture of shutting his mouth, ears and eyes, which was really funny. Even Duan Jinrui, who was in an uneasy mood, couldn't help laughing: "Get out!"

    The two of them knew that for so many years, whenever Duan Jinrui was in a bad mood and got into trouble, it was Hu Heng who leaked the secret to Zhuang Lijue to solve it. But this time, he didn't want any  People meddle.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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