: Kill that gentleman (25)

The girl covered her lips when she finished speaking, as if she said something that shouldn't be said.
In the next instant, she was arrested.
Sang Xinghe's voice came from outside, "Little Junior Sister, why are you here?"
Little Junior Sister coughed, seemingly embarrassed, "Big Brother, I'm here to ask you what's going on. You won't let me go with you during the day today."
Shen Jue still wanted to hear it, but saw Sang Xinghe completely closed the door, followed by the sound of long footsteps. It seemed that Sang Xinghe didn't want him to hear too much. Shen Jue thought about it and decided to continue eating. Anyway, he only had one purpose from beginning to end, to make Sang Xinghe fall in love with him, and then kill Sang Xinghe. It seems that things are not particularly bad now.
Sang Xinghe and his little sister did not seem to be a couple. The wedding that was announced to the world was just a feast for the bait. This somewhat relieved Shen Jue. If Sang Xinghe got married, his situation would have completely failed.
Sang Xinghe returned soon. He saw Shen Jue who was eating with his left hand, and his lips smiled, "It's very inconvenient, right? I'll feed you?"
Shen Jue raised his eyelids wearily and glanced at Sang Xinghe. He was almost finished eating. Seeing Shen Jue’s expression, Sang Xinghe immediately understood. He sat down opposite Shen Jue and poured a cup of tea for Shen Jue.
It’s better to eat slowly so that you don’t choke when you sleep.

Shen Jue ignored him and ate his own food, always holding vegetables unsteadily. Sang Xinghe silently took this scene into his eyes and said nothing. Finally, when Shen Jue finished eating, Sang Xinghe called someone in to collect the dishes.
After eating, we have to start talking about business.
Sang Xinghe looked at Shen Jue, with the warm color of candlelight reflected in his eyes. Sang Xinghe, who was away from Shijue Island, seemed to have become more alive. If he was originally a still painting, now it is from the painting. Walked out, and even became amiable.
"Does your previous injury still hurt?" Sang Xinghe asked in a low voice.
He wanted to ask when he was helping Shen Jue in the bath. The hideous scars were so conspicuous on the snow-white belly that people couldn't ignore it.
Shen Jue shook his head.
Sang Xinghe's eyes were stained with guilt, "I originally wanted to see you, but He Queying wouldn't let me see you. I had to leave Shijue Island first, and then I heard that you were cured, so I was relieved. He glanced at Shen Jue's hand on his leg, and slowly stretched out his hand to grasp Shen Jue's hand, "You are here now, you are temporarily safe, and I will try my best to protect you. But Yuci Fleeing, I think he might come back, you still don't want to go out this time."
With two hands overlapped, Sang Xinghe easily found that Shen Jue’s hands were as cold as snow, and his handsome long eyebrows were slightly frowned.
Why are the hands so cold?
After Sang Xinghe finished speaking, he stood up and prepared to go out to get Lady Tang, he Now that most of the internal strength has been restored, with internal support, the body naturally heats up. Even in winter, there is no need for Tang Po, so there is no such thing in the house, just charcoal fire.
As soon as he stood up, the cuff was caught.
Sang Xinghe was startled slightly, and then he stuck a body that was not too warm on his back.
Shen Jue put his face on Sang Xinghe's back, his red lips parted slightly, "Don't go." His voice was very soft, as if the burning of charcoal fire in the room could overwhelm his voice.
Sang Xinghe was silent for a moment, and still tore Shen Jue's hand from his body. He turned around, his face was already smiling, "I'm just going to get a soup lady, and I will be back soon." He paused, and touched Shen Jue's head. Although this action was affectionate, it was mercilessly stunned.
After Shen Jue keenly discovered this, he refused to let Sang Xinghe go.
When Sang Xinghe returned to Tianluo'an, something must have happened that he didn't know.
Shen Jue hugged Sang Xinghe again. This time he was holding it head-on. Sang Xinghe took a breath and was forced to raise his head. He looked a little helpless, "Then I won't go get Lady Tang? Xiao Jue, you loosen first Drive me."
Shen Jue raised his head and looked at him with serious eyes, "Why do you know my name?"
Sang Xinghe pursed his lower lip and immediately said, "He Queying told me, so I know. Xiao Jue, let me go first. How can you talk like this?"
Shen Jue did not relax, "It turned out that you could talk when you were more intimate, why can't you now?"
The person who spoke was not shy, but the person who heard it blushed.
Sang Xinghe's white face was stained with a layer of crimson, like a magnolia flower in the setting sun, beautiful and unparalleled. He looked at Shen Jue, and sighed after a long time, "It turns out that it was...that was my medicine, and you were also forced, so we can’t count, if...if we want to be together, then we have to Feelings come first." His voice lowered, "You don't know what kind of person I am. You shouldn't make decisions so rashly. It is not the same to have a good impression of someone and spend a lifetime with the other person."
But what Shen Jue wants is not to spend his life together, he only needs Sang Xinghe’s sincerity, as long as Sang Xinghe falls in love with him, no matter what method is used, as long as these conditions can be broken, he is willing to do it. Reincarnation goes on hopelessly in these situations.
So he thought about it, just stood up slightly and kissed directly.
Sang Xinghe's body stiffened, his eyes with long eyelashes were deep, and his eyes were fixed on the young man within a short distance. Shen Jue pressed his lips to the lips of the opponent, and then there was no movement. He looked at Sang Xinghe's reaction and found that the reaction of the opponent was really calm, and he couldn't help being a little frustrated.
Shen Jue frowned slightly, and he was about to retreat, but before he retreated, he was picked up.
Sang Xinghe is still wearing today's groom's robes. He always wears white clothes and rarely wears brightly colored clothes. Now he wears bright red, and his face is even more colorful. He hugged Shen Jue and took special care not to touch Shen Jue's injured hand.
"Do you really want to be with me?" Sang Xinghe's voice was very low and his tone was serious.
Shen Jue nodded, and the next moment Sang Xinghe carried him onto the bed.
Sang Xinghe put him down, turned around and went to the closet. After Shen Jue saw what he had taken out, his eyes changed a little. It was a set of bride's clothes. He took the clothes and walked to the bed, with a small smile on his lips, "Would you like to try it?"
Shen Jue frowned and shook his head quickly.
He is not blind, this clothes is obviously a woman's clothes, so he doesn't want to wear it.
Sang Xinghe bent down and looked down at Shen Jue. There seemed to be some regrets between his eyebrows, "Don't you really want to try it? I asked Xiuniang to make it according to your size. Xiuniang asked me at the time, this waist is so thin, I don’t know it can Can’t put it on, ask me if I’m wrong."
Shen Jue felt that Sang Xinghe was just trying to trick him into wearing women's clothes. Xiu Niang made women's wedding gowns. The waist of a woman was naturally thinner than him. If Xiu Niang asked him, he would definitely not be able to wear it.
"I won't try." Shen Jue refused.
Sang Xinghe sighed, "I still want to drink Heyu with you later, after all, everyone in the world knows that tonight is my night in Sang Xinghe's bridal chamber." When he said this, he turned his face slightly, pretending to be fragile. "I thought Xiao Jue would be happy. It turned out not to be that way. It's late at night, Xiao Jue should rest early."
What does it mean? He won't be with him without wearing it?
Shen Jue was anxious, and quickly reached out and grabbed Sang Xinghe's sleeve, "You..." He said a word and closed his mouth again, but he still didn't want to wear women's clothes.
Sang Xinghe turned his head and looked at him, "Huh?"
Shen Jue pursed his lips, his eyes were filled with displeasure, but he still reached out and grabbed the clothes in Sang Xinghe's hands.
But Shen Jue didn’t wear the woman’s clothes. Don’t mention the complicated wedding gown. He tried to wear it for a long time and didn’t wear it. Sang Xinghe sat on the other end of the bed and didn’t urge Shen Jue. He just watched with a smile. Shen Jue hurriedly put on her wedding gown. Shen Jue was stared at by Sang Xinghe to dress. After a long time, he couldn't help but burst into flames. He forgot to pretend, and smashed the clothes in his hands directly on Sang Xinghe's face, "I won't wear it anymore."
Sang Xinghe hissed and took off the clothes that had hit his face. He said helplessly, "Well, I won't wear it if I don't wear it, anyway..." He didn't say anything behind him, and people had already moved towards him. .
Even though Shen Jue had done countless self-comforts in his heart, but seeing Sang Xinghe suddenly approached, his body was still very resistant, even instinctively backing away. His resistive reaction fell into Sang Xinghe's eyes. Sang Xinghe thought Shen Jue was still angry, so he found no abnormalities.
Sang Xinghe glanced at Shen Jue and got up again. He put out all the candles in the room, leaving only a pair of dragon and phoenix candles on the table. He fetched the Hebu Jiu from the table and walked back to the bed.
"Go to bed after drinking," he said.
Then they really slept, but Shen Jue slept alone, Sang Xinghe went to take a bath, and before leaving, she specifically asked Shen Jue not to wait for him.
Shen Jue lay on the bed alone, playing with the knife in his hand boringly. Sang Xinghe wanted to throw away the knife, but Shen Jue insisted on staying, so Sang Xinghe didn't say anything.
He doesn't have any sleepiness now. Too many things have happened today, and these things are connected together, faintly weird.
Why did He Queying betray Yuci suddenly?
What happened to the painting that Sang Xinghe's junior sister said? Is it painted by Sang Xinghe? But why did he draw him in women's clothes?
Shen Jue thought of the wedding gown before, and couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows. At this moment, the bed net was suddenly opened by someone. Shen Jue thought it was Sang Xinghe who had returned, so he moved inside and looked out of the bed. When he saw the face of the person beside the bed, his eyes changed slightly.
Yuci is still wearing day clothes, but his figure has recovered. His body is fully supported by his clothes, and his clothes are full of blood. There is blood on his face, making him embarrassed. He clutched the bed net, and his hand left a blood mark on it.
Yuci stared at Shen Jue, then chuckled lightly after a long time, the laughter was full of desolation.
"Shen Jue, don't you have the heart?" He gritted his teeth and asked.
Even if countless people hunted him down, even if Shen Jue had previously asked him to stop for Sang Xinghe, he was still worried about Shen Jue’s safety, and he had to return to Tianluo Temple despite the opposition of the right guardian, but the person he was worried about was lying in good health. Shen Jue is safe on Sang Xinghe's bed. He should be happy, but he can't help but hate him. He is not a saint. The person he treats with his heart is on the bed of others in a blink of an eye. How can he not hate?
It's him who deserves to be trampled.
Yu Cisen sneered, his eyes gradually cold, "Shen Jue, let's die together, okay?"
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