The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 916
The candlelight flickered in the room, and Ling Yugeng sat at the table, holding an ancient book in his hand. After a long time, the ancient book did not turn a page. He looked out the half-open window, and there was silence.
He withdrew his gaze and focused on the ancient books.
After helping him for three days in a row, he should have learned it himself.
Maybe he was teasing him before.
But what if the strange fragrance cannot be solved by itself?
What to do if the body explodes and dies.
Ling Yugeng drank from the tea cup and put the cup on the table.
…
Still not coming.
A thin layer of sweat floated on Chu Shun’s forehead. He held the handkerchief to his nose and sniffed it gently. He held it in his hand and raised his head to exhale. At this moment, a figure appeared at the door of the room and knocked on the door. The door rang.
”Chu Shun.” A deep male voice asked, “Are you asleep?”
Chu Shun’s pupils tightened for a moment and his breathing stagnated.
Chapter 233: Too drunk.
The veil is dirty.
Only trembling breaths remained in the room.
The night is thick, and the bright moon hangs high above the yard. When the knocking on the door quieted down, there was no other sound in the courtyard.
Ling Yugeng stood at the door and didn’t hear a reply from inside the room. He raised his hand and flexed his fingers. Before it landed on the door, he heard a burst of chaotic noises, mixed with an inconspicuous muffled hum.
The hand that was about to knock on the door turned to stick to the door, and suddenly pushed the door open.
The room was dark, and the moonlight fell obliquely from the door. The man’s shadow stretched on the ground, and the bright moonlight fell on him, making him look like a spotless immortal, making him even more ethereal.
Opposite him was the embarrassed young man in the room.
Inside the door, the stool fell to the ground, the maroon tablecloth was torn off, the teapot rolled aside, and the ground was a mess. Not far from the table, Chu Shun had his back to the door, curled up, motionless.
”Chu Shun?”
Chu Shun panted, a drop of sweat slipped from his forehead, and he groaned: “Don’t… don’t come over…”
His voice sounded wrong.
Ling Yugeng closed the door with his backhand and walked over there.
The white robe broke into Chu Shun’s sight in the dim light. Ling Yugeng held Chu Shun’s shoulders and asked him to sit up. Chu Shun’s clothes were messy, there was a red cloud on his fair and beautiful face, and his lips were slightly open. He leaned on Ling Yugeng absentmindedly.
Ling Yugeng took his wrist and wanted to check his spiritual veins, but when he pulled his hand out, he brought out a handkerchief and dropped it to the ground. The limp man’s body tensed for a moment, and he reached out to pick up the handkerchief. The other hand picked it up first.
The material of the handkerchief is silky and feels very comfortable.
Ling Yugeng remembered that he had used this handkerchief during the day, and there were some wet marks on it. Ling Yugeng rubbed it with his fingertips.
”Master -” Seeing his movements, Chu Shun lost his voice for a moment, his fingertips curled together shyly, he lowered his head to the other side, and his black hair fell down the side of his face.
Ling Yugeng also realized what this was and paused.
He asked hesitantly: “Are you… okay?”
Chu Shun: “…”
He seemed to be unable to bear the blow and remained silent.
The atmosphere of silence spread, and Ling Yugeng realized that he had come at the wrong time. He had come earlier than later, just in time for the middle time.
Ling Yugeng was a little confused about what to do with the handkerchief, “… take a rest early.”
At the same time, Chu Shun’s voice overlapped with his, “No.”
Chu Shun held his wrist and held it across the handkerchief. Covering it covertly, he turned his head and saw the small black mole on the man’s neck. He lowered his eyes and said, “Now that Master is here, please help me.”
Ling Yugeng: “…”
He pursed his lower lip. , “Take the veil…”
Chu Shun: “Master?”
”That’s it.”
A shallow sigh sounded in the room.
Ling Yugeng thought that Chu Shun just took this handkerchief because he was afraid of soiling other places.
Chu Shun’s breath fell on Ling Yugeng’s earlobe, hot and moist. He grabbed Ling Yugeng’s wrist. He didn’t know whether to stop him or encourage him to do something, but he just put his hand weakly on his wrist. .
Chu Shun bent his legs and lay half-ly in Ling Yugeng’s arms. His robe hung loosely on his body. Ling Yugeng lowered his eyes and saw that his clothes were open and his dark hair fell on his bony collarbone. After a while, he raised his hand to replace him. He folded his clothes.
Chu Shun tried to pull again, but Ling Yugeng grabbed his hand.
He groaned: “Hot…”
Ling Yugeng whispered: “If you sweat, you will catch a cold.”
Even if the man was doing this kind of thing, he never crossed that limit. Chu Shun half-closed his eyes and sighed. Breathing, he saw the veins on the back of Ling Yugeng’s hands bulging, and his fingertips touched them, covering the back of his hands.
”Master…”
”Yes.”
”In the future, disciple…disciple, will it always be like this…” He seemed to be speechless and couldn’t continue.
Ling Yugeng understood what he wanted to say, “No.”
”But in the past few days, every night, the disciple’s body has been burning…” Chu Shun took a breath, “Master, the disciple has been like this, what should I do? What to do?”
Ling Yugeng was silent and said, “When you get back, if you are still not well, go to Elder Meng’s place and have a look.” ”
Disciple… I don’t want others to know about this kind of thing…” Chu Shun tilted his head and leaned against Ling Yugeng. shoulders.
Ling Yugeng smelled the rich musk on his body.
The dark, quiet and airtight environment, the breathing in his ears, and the person in his arms made his heart feel like it was overworking and getting hot.
