MTL - The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful-Chapter 63 Big dream

Meng Chongguang gently presses the upper lip with his thumb, which seems to be in the aftertaste and save the soft touch that just touched Xu's lips.

Xu Xingzhi saw that he was in love with a small appearance, for fear that he would blame again, whispering: "Go back."

Meng Zhongguang reached out and took away the cup that Xu Xingzhi used to drink. Followed the traces left by the wine in the copper cup, and pressed against the place where Xu Xing’s lips touched. After drinking it, I put the cup in my palm: "Senior brother, do you still have to talk to the Jiuzhi lamp brother?"

Not waiting for Xu Xingzhi’s remarks, Meng Zhongguang said on his own: “...I will go back to the temple and wait for the brothers. The brothers have enough to drink today, and don’t drink any more.”

Xu Xingzhi: "..."

Meng Zhongguang did not give Xu Xingzhi a voice, and he asked if he was "Is the brothers coming back?"

It was quite funny that Xu Xingzhi felt like a little daughter-in-law who was raped in the bed by her husband.

He asked: "When do you want me to come back?"

"Come back soon. Run back." Meng Zhongguang said directly, "I have this door, I hope to go back and see my brother in bed."

Xu Xingzhi picked up his robes, and the slender legs were particularly pleasing to the eye, even if they were untidy. "Well. Hear, go."

Meng Zhongguang happily went out the door.

From beginning to end, he didn't even look at the nine lights.

Xu Xingzhi was not busy getting up, taking care of the cups used to drink alcohol, and filling a cup of Qiongye, and did not evade complaining: "Small things, courage to grow up, dare to threaten me."

The Jiuzhi lamp still stood there, and the scorpion was so dumb as to say: "Is the brother going back?"

Desperately smashing his original calm lake, gradually revealing the ugly rocks underneath.

"I want to be beautiful." Xu Xingzhi snorted. "Don't go back, let's drink. Don't give him some color, he really licks his nose."

Jiuzhi Deng heard his voice eagerly asked: "Senior brother, you and Meng Zhongguang... is it a Taoist?"

Obviously knowing the answer, just like the drowning people know that the water will come over and turn people into a group of floating dead meat, but after all, they are still unwilling, even if they ask this stupid question, enjoy the resurgence of this moment. Expectation and hope are also happy for the Jiuzhi lamp.

Brother, beg you, leave me a way out.

Give me a reason to live.

"What kind of companion?" Xu Xingzhi's expression was a bit awkward, and his cheeks were hard to get red. He had to pick up the glass and conceal it. "...Is this not yet told Master?"

The lungs of the Jiuzhi lamp were sore and painful. For a time, I forgot how to breathe and breathe: "Why... why?"

Why is he?

"Afraid of jealousy. Master is good to explain, that is, Guangfujun..." Xu Xingzhi said here, even when he looked up, he was shocked by the nine-lights like a dead man. "Small lights? What happened? ?"

Jiuzhi Lan did not know what kind of expression to make, but had to practice the mirror for a hundred times in his spare time, but he would show his smile when he saw Xu Xing.

His lips were upturned and asked in a word: "Brother, do you know that Meng Zhongguang is a demon?"

Prior to this, the Jiuzhi lamp never used such a cool and sinister tone, and never said the length of others in the back.

But at this moment, he only wants to see the brothers feel that they have been shocked and angry after being deceived. It seems that this can make him a hole that is broken and the heart is rapidly distorted.

However, Xu Xingzhi only used the word "寥寥" to tie him to the wound and chat with the comfort of the clam shell.

Xu Xingzhi was surprised: "...Do you know?"

Initially, the nine lights did not understand the three words.

When he understood, the invisible tide was overwhelming, and his mouth and nose passed over, and the moistness slowly torely pulled him from the inside.

Brother... I already knew it?

Seeing Jiuzhi Deng knows about this matter, Xu Xingzhi simply and discouraged: "You can still remember the Eastern Emperor Sacrifice Conference, I was the order officer, and when I asked Qiushan to bring back the two confessions of Ying Tianchuan disciples, I met the heavy light. ?"

Nine branches of light do not say, silently beheaded.

He certainly remembers that day.

Before that day, he never hated anyone.

"When the two disciples snatched his floating jade fruit, I have already arrived in the forest and noticed that there is a lot of demon power in the mountains, but I am not sure if it is a heavy light. He proposed to enter the mountain gate, I took him. Come back. After Master tested his spiritual root, he told me that he was indeed a demon, and he was still a rare psychic demon in a thousand years."

"Master promised to leave him, and he was afraid that he would not be educated outside. For a long time, he developed a sinister temper. In the future, if he is in chaos, he will inevitably ruin the life."

Xu Xingzhi held the glass of wine. When he recalled it, he smiled at himself: "Yes, now he does not harm the whole people, and the net catches me alone."

The Jiuzhi lamp heard the blood flowing back and the throat was itchy.

The reason why he dare not explain his mind to the brothers easily is that he himself believes that the brothers’ so-called "equal equality" is just a consolation to speak alone.

He did not dare to approach, sincere and fearful, he was afraid that if he showed himself to his brother, the brothers would be like Yegong of the good dragon, and he would not be able to avoid himself.

It is only now that he discovered that the ridiculous person is himself.

How could he misunderstand his brother?

The brother is obviously not Ye Gong, because he has found his beloved dragon.

In the past, the Jiuzhi lamp always asks naively because of Xu Xingzhi’s adoration of Meng Zhongguang: Where am I worse than Meng Zhongguang? Germany? only? Face? Still waiting for the heart of my brother?

Why is the brother always waiting for Meng Zhongguang to be closer? Kissing with each other, cuddling, even sleeping with the couch... Where can I not be as good as him? !

... probably because of the birth. It must be because of birth.

Today’s sight, the words I heard, told him that the last trace of luck also died in the chest.

He thought he would collapse, but he said it was gentle and calm: "Senior brother, you should go back soon. Meng Shidi has not seen you back for a long time, but he has to cry again."

. . . But the truth is, if he is to look at Xu Xingzhi like this, he will be driven crazy by the desire and pain of his heart.

In fact, after Meng Zhongguang ran into a mess, Xu Xingzhi couldn't taste the taste of the glass of wine. The heart always remembered the sadness and shock of the moment when the child rushed to get started.

Since I kissed myself under the clear moon in Sumei, this year, Meng Zhongguang was chasing himself. Since he had sentiment to him, he still did not formally answer him, but he did not greet him. It is not good for others to drink alcohol.

At this point, he heard nine lights and guessed that Meng Zhongguang would cry, and even more flustered, hurriedly drinking the glass of wine. Get up and say: "When are you leaving?"

Jiuzhi Deng Muran said: "Tomorrow's morning."

"Do not stay for two more days?"

"There is a lot of work in the total forum..."

Xu Xingzhi showed a little pity and looked up and put his hand on his shoulder: "When to cross the Yuan Ying Lei, you send me a letter, I will accompany you."

The nine lights that were torn inside and flesh and blood were forced to endure the warm voice: "Thank you brother."

Not only did the agreement, but also saw the nine lights of the day and night thinking, Xu Xingzhi's heart was slightly flat, took the threshold, turned the idle pen into a streamer flying sword, and jumped on it.

At that time, the moonlight was clean and the nine lights were sent out.

In every second of the return to the magical altar, Jiuzhi lamps are used to people of all kinds. If someone finds that there is a similarity between the eyebrows and the brothers, he will be happy for two or three days; even if only The way to hold the chopsticks is the same as that of Xu Xingzhi, and he can stare at the time when the hand sees a meal.

But when he went out, he only saw Xu Xingzhi’s back from the fallen silver.

...he didn't even look back at himself.

The nine branches of lights were folded back into the hall and fell into the chair.

After a long while, he pulled a decorative knife from his waist, opened his left arm sleeve with his right hand, and placed the extremely blunt tip on the left arm.

The party told Xu Xingzhi that Meng Zhongguang was a demon. The despicable behavior of this matter made the nine lights that were always proud to be intolerable.

He held the handle and the tip of the knife was down, slowly exerting force, and the pain of the gradual attack masked many things.

After he put the knife back, Liu Yunhe pushed in and asked: "Respect the Lord, are you going today?"

The nine branches of light lifted the red eyes, and the mind was like a desert where the blizzard first rested.

He stunned: "...What are you talking about?"

Liu Yunhe rarely saw such nine lights, and thought about it, he said: "Do you want wine? I will accompany you."

Nine lights rang, whispered: "How much is it with? Take it."

When Xu Xingzhi returned to the guest house where he lived, he actually found the temple door locked.

Qi and ridiculously sighed the sentence "Little King", Xu Xingzhi sat down on the doorstep on the door, put the paper bag in his hand on the side, Yang said: "Heavy light, I just went out of the valley, bought you for you Like the crispy duck."

The temple is very quiet.

Xu Xingzhi deliberately pulled out the hot paper bag and screamed: "The brothers are eating for you."

The temple door behind him was violently pulled open, and Xu Xingzhi was able to look back in the future, and he was taken from behind.

"A quarter of an hour..." Meng Zhongguang succumbed to death, "It’s been a whole quarter of an hour. Brother, I miss you."

Xu Xingzhi was soft-hearted by him, and his backhand rubbed his hair: "Squeaky. I can't see it for a while, and I don't want to go back to sleep."

Meng Zhongguang’s arm is another force: “...you dare not come back!”

Xu Xingzhi teased him: "What can I do if I don't come back?"

Meng Zhongguang did not speak.

After a long while, he was buried in the neck of Xu Xing's neck and there was a burst of warmth called Xu Xing's scalp.

"...I am fucking?" Xu Xingzhi got this, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart. "Hey... Hey! Heavy light, don't cry... Brother is wrong, isn't it for you to buy something delicious? You After I left, I stayed for a little longer, then went out of the valley, really."

The little milk dog licked his teeth and cried: "It will not work for a while! The nine lights are not good for the brothers!"

Xu Xingzhi has some headaches.

In the past, how could he think that Meng Zhongguang and Jiuzhi Lan are a pair? It seems that it is simply a slippery world.

But the little milk dog still wants to marry, especially Meng Zhongguang, the **** is very stunned, wiping tears, with a layer of tears, a small mouth sucking, grievances from the side looking at Xu Xingzhi, Xu Xingzhi only feels himself The heart has to be changed.

He softly said: "The small lamp is not such a person, don't think too much."

Meng Zhongguang said: "Why isn't he?! He touched his brother's hand! I saw it!"

Xu Xingzhi: "..."

He distressed and scratched his hair, trying to divert his attention away from the nine lights: "Well, my brother is wrong. If you meet him in the future, I will say it to you in advance, is it good?"

Meng Zhongguang blinked: "You still have to meet?"

Xu Xingzhi's face changed: "Meng Zhongguang, don't lick your nose. Even if you are a teacher, I want to control who I am with, how many times have you heard of me?"

When Xu Xingzhi was found to be angry, Meng Zhongguang suddenly softened his expression and voice, and pitifully swayed on Xu Xingzhi: "But I am jealous, my heart is uncomfortable. Brothers do not care?"

Xu Xingzhi saw his expression of switching freely, almost one did not hold back.

He coughed and pretended to be strict: "Meng Zhongguang, touch your own conscience. When do I care about you?"

Meng Zhongguang blinked, looking down at his chest position, then loosen the arms around Xu Xingzhi's shoulders, touched Xu Xing's body from the side, and pulled the already changed pajamas.

The chest wrapped in his clothes is exposed, but he has a very obvious muscle contour. The skin light is softer and more porcelain-like under the moonlight.

Innocent and awkward temperament reached a strange sense of coordination on Meng Zhongguang's face: "Brother, you can help me touch it."

Xu Xingzhi is really uncomfortable: "Meng Chongguang, you have a face."

Meng Zhongguang puts on the legs of Xu Xing, and is greasy and spoiled: "If you want your brother, you have to do it."

After all, he aimed at the paper bag on the side of Xu Xing's body, his eyes lit up: "What is this?"

"Last time I took you to play near Qinglianggu, you mentioned it and said it was delicious." Xu Xingzhi put the softly baked paper bag on the belly of Meng Zhongguang, "Eat."

Meng Zhongguang’s eyes are bright: “It’s been three years ago that my brother brought me to the Qingliang Valley...”

"Three years?" Xu Xingzhi frowned slightly. "Maybe."

Meng Zhongguang glared at Xu Xingzhi's clothes: "I just mentioned it three years ago, the brothers still remember? I don't remember."

Xu Xingzhi's old face is red: "...there are so many words. Eat fast, it will not be delicious if you are cold for a while."

Meng Zhongguang opened his mouth slightly: "...ah."

Xu Xingzhi is indifferent: "How old are you, Meng?"

Meng Chongguang does not change color: "Twenty-one."

"Do you know that the men of your age are almost the same for two or three children?"

Meng Chongguang leaned his face against the lean belly of Xu Xing, and said: "The brother gave me life."

Xu Xingzhi is completely taking this little mixed ball without a move. He smiles and screams "I am lazy to forget you", and then the paper bag is taken apart, and the "free pen" is turned into a fine cloth, which cleans the net hand and burns the crispy and tender The flesh is carefully separated and fed into the mouth of Meng Zhongguang.

The moonlight is like a jade, such as Yaoguang, such as the snow, Xu Xingzhi sitting on the steps washed by the moonlight, the lap is a Meng Zhongguang, the drunken disciple is playing the festive flute music The sound came from far away, and only washed everything more clearly and beautifully.

In the other than a hundred steps away, the Jiuzhi lamp has been used for half an hour, and it is drunk.

The wine is in the intestines, the most intoxicating, Liu Yunhe will be enchanted by the nine lights that can't sit still, put it on the side of the soft couch, remove the clothes that have been soaked in the half sleeves by the blood, and remove the soap boots.

Just half an hour ago, Liu Yunhe listened to Jiuzhi’s lamp and vividly checked how good he was, how to treat him, and he was punished for him. He even beat him for a silver ring snake print. Cold disease, still refused to undress in front of everyone.

Liu Yunhe dismissed his hair for him, letting the blue silk slid down the bed, and slowly pressed him against the temple, acting thoughtfully, but the words were full of malicious: "Respect the Lord, don't think again Xu Xingzhi. He practiced immortality, and it was not a passer-by with Magic Road."

"Meng Mengguang is a demon, why can he be with his brother..." Nine lights drunk in a drunken voice. "If the brothers are with him, how can Guangfujun agree to give him the position of the Fengling Mountain Lord?" What should the brothers do in the future... Meng Zhongguang, this person is private, never considers the future and reputation of his brother..."

Liu Yunhe leaned over to him and whispered in his ear and asked: "Don't be a Fengling Mountain Lord, then he is going to do a tour of the road, isn't it good?"

Jiuzhi Deng bite his teeth: "He can't, can't... Guangfu Jun won't let him go..."

"...Why?" There was a hint of excitement in the eyes of Liu Yunhe. "Why, respect the Lord? Can you tell me about it?"

Jiuzhi Lan squinted and wanted to see the appearance of the predecessor, but no matter how hard he tried, there was a shadow of shadow in front of him.

However, this illusion was the only one that accompanied him when he was frustrated.

The secret has been pressed in my heart for many years. It is like a wooden box that has been stored in the sundries for many years. If it is strong, it will not escape the smashing fate, and it will also crush a scar and ulcer in the heart.

Usually do not feel pain, but at this time, any little touch is a heartbreaking pulse for the Jiuzhi lamp.

"...I heard it." Jiuzhi Lan said vaguely, "When that year, my brother went to the altar on my behalf and delivered my family book to my mother, but I was fined for the omnibus. I heard that I wanted to go to the uncle. Self-supporting guilt, but I heard that Master and Master are there, talking about the brother..."

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