The abstinence veteran always wants to spoil me

Chapter 73 I just like being in it

Sanshuier?

When Feng Chuanhe heard this name at that time, he was stunned for a moment. His head, which was originally chaotic, seemed to become even more chaotic at this time, and the throbbing pain became more and more obvious.

This title... refers to who?

Seeing that the man standing beside Suzaku King frowned, Feng Chuanhe asked softly, "King, do you think...he really won't come back?"

"What's the use? It's been so many years." Suzaku King originally had a lazy smile on his face, but when he suddenly mentioned the topic of "San Shui'er", he His smile gradually faded, and became a little sad.

King Suzaku stared at the rain that never stopped: "There were plenty of people who thought he was immortal back then, but they were of no use. After so many years, no one has been able to find any trace of him, nor have they been able to find anything related to him. Breath, it seems that what many people think is alive is actually just a whim, and when time passes and the memory fades, not many people remember his existence."

The man standing next to Suzaku King saw that he was frowning, with a sad expression on his face. He seemed to be a little bit impatient. He stretched out his fingers to touch his frowning brow, smoothed it out for him, and said softly, "Don't frown."

King Suzaku raised his eyebrows: "Why, am I ugly when I frown?"

man:"……"

"It's not ugly, but don't wrinkle it," the man smiled helplessly, moved his slender fingers down, pinched his chin, lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth, "Wang looks better when he smiles. "

"Nonsense, when did I look bad?" Suzaku King teased him with a smile, and then returned to the topic of Fengchuanhe, "But after what you said, I really feel that his recent state is not right. The leisurely look before is different, but since you can find something is wrong, it is even more so for other people."

"Well," the man lowered his head, rubbed against Suzaku King's hair lightly, and said in a calm tone, "Then what will happen to other people if they find out?"

King Suzaku leaned into the arms of the man behind him, and when he heard him say that, he didn't lift his eyelids: "Nonsense, brainwashing."

man:"……"

"Just like back then, I feel abnormal, and it will be normal after I wash my head." Suzaku King thought of something, raised his lower gourd slightly, and asked the man behind him, "Speaking of which, have you ever been to the human world? "

"Been there," the man stared at him tenderly, "what's the matter?"

"You should know that if you have been there before, if you change the method in the human world, you will be sick. There is something wrong with your head, mental illness, and you need to be locked up in the hospital for treatment for a while," Suzaku King said, "Of course, this is just a metaphor."

"..." The man was helpless, "You can use a better metaphor."

"This is more appropriate," King Suzaku muttered, "I can't help but wonder if he... suddenly remembered something?"

The man was silent for a while before he said, "I'm afraid this is a bit difficult."

King Suzaku didn't answer immediately, but only spoke after being silent for a while: "It's really difficult, especially with the memory cut off."

"Forget it, let's not talk about these things, I have a headache," King Suzaku stretched out his slender fingers, and gently rubbed his temples, "I'm tired."

When the man saw that he had a headache, he stretched out his fingers and rubbed his temples: "Well, let's not talk about it, it's late, it's time to go back to the room to rest."

Suzaku King didn't avoid the opponent's finger, but smiled softly. As a big demon with unfathomable spiritual power, he could leave here and return to the room by any means as long as he wanted, but he didn't , but smiled at the man with curled lips: "I don't want to move."

"Ok?"

King Suzaku narrowed his eyes, smiled, stretched out his fingers and scratched the man's chin, and said with a smile in his tone, "Yan, take me back."

The man he called Yan smiled: "I'm so happy."

The man bent down, put one hand through Suzaku King's waist, and the other hand passed over his knee, directly picked him up, walked back along the corridor he came from, and at the same time lowered his head, and kissed his lips.

Suzaku King seemed to have guessed that the man would lower his head to kiss him, and he didn't refuse. Instead, he smiled and opened his mouth, allowing the man to hold him in his arms while kissing him, and squinted his eyes, panting Take a breath: "I let you hug me, but I didn't let you kiss me."

But the man hugged him tighter and higher, lowered his head and kissed the corner of his reddish mouth, and said hoarsely, "I don't care."

"Tsk, the next offense is the next one." Suzaku King smiled slightly, his lips were slightly opened, and when he was about to tease the other party, the man lowered his head again, blocked his lips, and kissed him all the way back. In the room where King Suzaku lived tonight, and then closed the door.

Feng Chuanhe couldn't fall asleep because of a headache, and he didn't have much sleepiness, especially not long ago he heard the words of Suzaku King and the others, which stuck in his head, he was a little overwhelmed, had indigestion, and didn't know where to go. No matter which aspect to think about, I just feel that my head hurts.

"Memory cutting..." Feng Chuanhe stayed outside for a long time that night, and read these key words over and over again.

He vaguely felt that this seemed to be a very important matter, but he couldn't figure out what was going on, and his head was throbbing with pain, so he continued to stay outside for several hours, and the rain was still falling.

And Suzaku King has never left his room since he was carried back into the house by the man named Yan Yan beside him.

Feng Chuanhe felt that they should all understand, so he came to the room where King Suzaku was staying, and the candles inside were flickering slightly, which showed that the two people in the room hadn't formally fallen asleep yet.

When he was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, Feng Chuanhe, who has excellent hearing, heard Suzaku King's panting from the room: "My waist is going to be broken..."

Then King Suzaku gasped again, and taught a lesson half-truthfully: "The next bastard...how did you not know that you were like this before? You can torment me so much, and you have grown crooked quietly under my nose...you How obedient and obedient you used to be, how is it like now?"

The man gasped and coaxed him: "Well, Wang is right."

King Suzaku said hoarsely, "Do you still know that I am your king?"

The man's voice was hoarse: "I know."

"Know? You know a woolen thread," King Suzaku snorted softly, buried his face in the pillow, his forehead was sweating, his eyes were clouded with mist, and he was a little confused. He took a few breaths, "You This is to be executed, so I have a good temper, and if I am used to you, I will go to heaven."

The man hugged his waist tightly, lowered his head and kissed his fair back tenderly: "If you are executed, no one will serve you."

"...Get out," Suzaku King scolded with a smile, "You will torment me all you want."

Feng Chuanhe's hand that was about to knock on the door froze in mid-air, and did not fall any further. He just frowned slightly, unexpectedly and confused.

Probably because Suzaku King had a good relationship with the man named "Yan" beside him in the past, but he didn't think about other aspects. After all, Yan was picked up by the grown-up Suzaku King back then when he was a child. After that, he was thrown into the purgatory camp and left to fend for himself.Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, the child has grown into a handsome young man, and he has also become his so-called exclusive knight.

The ambiguous murmurs in the room continued, and Suzaku King gasped and teased for some reason, causing the man to immediately gag his mouth, kissing and coaxing: "Speak less, save some strength."

"...Get out," Suzaku King cursed, then smiled and hugged the other person's shoulders, rubbed his head on his neck, and said affectionately, "I'm not joking, I have to get up early tomorrow , don’t make too much noise, or I’ll be exhausted tomorrow.”

"Okay," the man held him in his arms, lowered his head and kissed his lips, "then we'll sleep later, and I'll wake you up tomorrow."

"Your words are no longer trustworthy, do you know?" Suzaku King narrowed his eyes and smiled, leaning his face gently on the other's shoulder, closing his eyes, his voice was light and tired, "How many times have I said before that I will wake up in the morning?" Screaming...it makes me oversleep every time."

"..." The man looked at him helplessly, seeing that he was also tired and sleepy, he gently put him back on the bed, kissed the corners of his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I promise it won't happen tomorrow, Go to sleep when you are tired."

King Suzaku said with serious eyes, "Don't sleep."

"Huh?" the man said, "shall we continue then?"

"Get lost," King Suzaku opened his eyes, smiled and reached out to pat him, "What nonsense are you thinking about with that broken head?"

The man kissed his fingers and smiled: "I'm thinking about you, my king."

"Tsk, let's go," Suzaku King pinched his face, "I want to take a bath before going to sleep, otherwise I won't feel well, you can take me to take a bath."

The man rubbed his fingers and said, "Yes."

When the tall man picked up Suzaku King and went to the bathroom, Suzaku King who was in his arms suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at him lazily: "Next time you don't do that... um, you know? "

"Huh?" The man looked down at him.

"Tsk," said Suzaku King, "don't pretend."

Man: "What are you pretending to be?"

"..." Suzaku King said, "You did it on purpose."

The man said frankly: "No."

"..." Suzaku King clicked his tongue again, staring at someone's serious and handsome face, as if he didn't mean to joke with him, he could only twitch his mouth and say, "...don't in."

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed the flashing smile on the man's handsome eyebrows, and then said in a very stupid way: "I'm sorry."

King Suzaku: "..."

Come on, if you commit a crime like this, behead it.

The man stared at his expression, couldn't hold back a low laugh, then lowered his head and kissed his lips very lightly, coaxing and pecking: "Don't be angry, my king, I just like being in it .”

King Suzaku: "..."