Quick Wear: Is the Lord God showing double standards again today?

205 Is it right to suddenly have an affair with a love rival?

"I'm not saying anything, why do you always take me with you when you climb the wall? What's your complex?" Someone muttered quietly.

The young man in front with his hair tied up with a black headband turned around and said, "Shh, you're not looking for Jin An anymore?"

"Didn't I tell you, little devil, that you don't bother to ask questions? There was no sedan chair going to the Bai Mansion today. To be more precise, the sedan chair didn't even leave the Taifu Mansion." Murong Ke rolled his eyes.

What marriage? Only the little devil believes it and jumps into the pit willingly.

"I risked my life to accompany you in the middle of the night. I have repaid your kindness." Murong Ke rubbed his arms. He always felt a little cold around him and there was a pair of eyes staring at them.

Could it be the Yinlin Ancient House? Too scary!

"Don't talk, have you forgotten that you were arrested last time? You don't learn your lesson." Lu Junhuai hit Murong with a stick.

"Okay, okay, ancestor, have you thought it through? Are you going in or not... Oh my gosh!" Murong Ke said impatiently. In a blink of an eye, he saw a figure in red standing in the dark not far away. He was so scared that he almost fell to the ground.

Di Yi believed in gods and, of course, ghosts, which frightened Murong Ke quite a bit. "Little devil, little devil, look, look, that... isn't that a female ghost in red..."

Lu Jun looked over suspiciously. The Taifu Mansion was arranged according to Feng Shui, so how could there be a ghost? But he looked over and saw nothing.

"Murong, if you want to run away, you should find a good excuse. Who are you trying to scare?" Lu Junhuai frowned and looked at Murong Ke angrily.

Murong Ke wiped his eyes and it seemed that there was indeed nothing wrong. He breathed a sigh of relief but his heart was still hanging in the air. Shouldn't he have rejected the little devil's suggestion and gone back to Bai Mansion to hug An An whom he hadn't seen for a long time?

"Okay, okay, go ahead. Jin'an isn't here." Lu Junhuai could indeed see that there was no sign of a wedding taking place in the Taifu Mansion. Normally, the mansion should be full of guests at this time. How could it be so quiet as if no one was living there?

Murong Ke looked around vigilantly and said, "Little devil, it's better to believe it than not to believe it. I'm leaving first. Take care!"

Supernatural

Lu Junhuai didn't take it seriously and continued to debate whether to go in or not. Last time he suddenly left without saying goodbye to Leng Mu and was gone for more than half a month.

Seeing him, would he be angry and chase him out? Lu Junhuai was stroking the jade pendant absentmindedly.

After squatting there for a long time, Lu Junhuai was about to stand up and change places. When he looked up, he saw the red hem of his clothes.

Thinking of the red-clothed female ghost Murong Ke had just mentioned, goose bumps appeared on his skin. The little devil was not afraid of anything except ghosts and gods. He quickly closed his eyes and whispered

Go away, demons and monsters! Go away, demons and monsters!

Suddenly, a touch of warmth touched my cheek

Could it be that the ghosts in the Taifu Mansion have body temperature?

But why does it feel familiar? Lu Junhuai smelled the familiar floral scent in the air, and suddenly opened his eyes to meet those calm peach blossom eyes.

What should I do if I get caught squatting in the corner? I'm waiting online.

Lu Junhuai swallowed and smiled awkwardly, "Sure enough, the moon in the Taifu Mansion is pretty good."

After saying that, he slapped himself in his heart, what nonsense are you talking about, you were really led astray by that idiot Murong

"Yeah," Nanfeng responded softly.

Lu Junhuai then noticed that the man was wearing red clothes, his figure was as straight as a pine tree, and his black hair was shining in the moonlight.

Why is Leng Mu wearing red clothes?

Lu Junhuai's gaze fell on the man's face again

The man's peach blossom eyes seemed to contain shimmering spring water, with a lavender light flickering inside. The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and the black mole at the end of his eyelids sparkled in the hazy light and shadow, making people feel as if they were drawn into it at a glance.

What female ghost? This is clearly a male demon...

Lu Junhuai's neck hurt from looking up. Just as he was about to stand up, the man picked up his hand and carried him on his shoulders. He was stunned when he felt his stomach hitting his strong shoulders.

Is Leng Mu so strong?

Although Lu Junhuai looks thin, his weight is healthy and appropriate for his age.

As a result, Nanfeng just lifted himself up lightly and walked steadily, so Lu Junhuai did not feel any bumps or nausea, but his stomach was not feeling well.

Then our little devil was carried into the house obediently without even struggling.

Nan Feng originally wanted to teach the little devil a lesson by throwing him onto the bed, but no matter how soft the bed was, it would hurt. He pursed his lips and gently put the man onto the bed. He stood between the boy's legs and looked down at him.

Just as Lu Junhuai recovered from his shock, he was looked at like this by Nanfeng. He felt a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look at him. He stammered.

"That's... that's... Leng Mu, long time no see~"

"It's been a long time since we last met," Nan Feng said calmly.

He was neither as furious as Lu Junhuai had imagined, nor as calm as usual.

Lu Junhuai pursed his lips cowardly and said, "I was wrong."

He admitted his mistake quite quickly

"What's wrong with you?" Nan Feng still had no expression on his face, but the emotion in his eyes softened a little.

Lu Junhuai counted on his fingers, "I shouldn't have left without telling you, I shouldn't have slept with you and been irresponsible, I shouldn't have been away for so long without replying, uh, that's it... right?"

Nan Feng looked at the little devil who was criticizing himself and said, "You understand. You know you are wrong but you still make mistakes?"

Lu Junhuai stretched out his hand and tentatively tugged at Nanfeng's sleeve. Seeing that the man did not pull back, he knew that his apology was effective. It seemed that Murong was still useful.

"I'm not... I have something to do. You see, I came to see you as soon as I came back. I am responsible for you!" Lu Junhuai still did not forget the fatigue between Nanfeng's eyebrows and the red marks on his body that morning.

Nanfeng always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell why.

"How do you take responsibility?" Nan Feng bent down and looked the little devil in the eye.

Lu Junhuai looked at Nanfeng's face as he approached, his Adam's apple rolled, "I will marry you"

? ?

If Little Stone hadn't rested, he would have burst into laughter. Nanfeng's position was no longer secure. The poor little guy wanted to turn against Tiangang.

"You want to marry me? Do you know why the Taifu Mansion is decorated like this today?" Nan Feng was amused by the little devil.

Lu Junhuai looked around the room, which was different from before and covered with red curtains. He hid the bitterness in his heart and said, "Are you still going to marry Jin'an? But Jin'an has someone she loves. You won't be happy. I..." I can actually marry her.

Nanfeng really didn't know what was going on in his little head. If he wanted to marry Bai Jinan, why would he go through all this trouble? Wouldn't it be better to just go to Bai's house in a sedan chair?

"If he doesn't marry me, then who will marry me?" Nan Feng looked at Lu Junhuai and wanted to tease him

When Lu Junhuai heard that there was a chance, he said tactfully, "Actually, there is someone who can marry you..."

It's almost written on my face that this person is me

Nan Feng raised his hand and stroked Lu Junhuai's hair. "But what if I have someone I want to marry?"

Lu Junhuai is not laughing

"Who do you want to marry?" Lu Junhuai wondered if Nanfeng had fallen for someone else during his absence.

I should have tied him up and taken him back to the house. No matter if he was unhappy or not, at most he would have been beaten up. Anyway, he practiced martial arts on weekdays. It seemed that Nanfeng didn't know martial arts, so how could he withstand it?

“Far away, yet close at hand”

Lu Junhuai came back to his senses and looked at Nanfeng, trying to think that he should have understood the meaning of this sentence correctly.

Far away in the horizon, yet close at hand...

"You... um"

Before Lu Junhuai could finish his words, he was blocked by someone.

Initially, they were just lips and teeth touching, but gradually, Lu Junhuai's defenses fell, allowing Nanfeng to succeed. Their breaths entangled with each other's lips and tongues, and the young man indulged in it. He raised his arms and subconsciously circled the man's neck.

After a long separation, the south wind whispered, "So will you marry me?"

Lu Junhuai thought of the red silk of the Taifu Mansion, Nanfeng was dressed in red, and the fog was lifted. It turned out that everything was done deliberately by Nanfeng, just to make him willingly jump into his trap.

But Lu Junhuai never regretted the words "Marry!"

The night was as dark as ink, and the moonlight shone through the thin paper of the window, gently covering the two people hugging each other in the house. Nanfeng's slender fingers pinched the red hairband and slowly approached the boy's face, gently wrapping it around his eyes, isolating the gaze full of shyness and love, but also making the air around them even hotter.

Gradually, the two figures intertwined and overlapped in the red tent, their breathing became increasingly rapid, and the rubbing of their clothes was the resonance of each other's heartbeats. The red ribbon trembled slightly, as if it was also intoxicated by this ambiguity, witnessing them sinking into the sea of ​​​​QY, clinging to each other to death, unwilling to separate, until the night deepened, the lingering feeling still spread in the room, lingering for a long time.

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