mousepad-d2 Chapter 34 34
Chapter 34 34
Drink wrong.
Ye Ling looked at the black cloth on the palm that obviously did not belong to her, and thought in her heart.
He held the piece of fabric in his hand all night, and now it is crumpled.
The headache after a hangover caused Ye Ling to hiss when he got up. Looking around at the extremely familiar furnishings in the house, he was sure that he was already in his room at this time, but the couch was full of alcohol.
With the previous experience, Ye Ling quickly accepted the painful fact that "there are only fragments of memory in my mind".
Although the clothes were wrinkled and messy everywhere, there were no suspicious marks left on his body, let alone any soreness; Ye Ling silently looked at the fabric at hand again, realizing that he might have molested someone else.
Don't be a disciple of Xuanqingzong... His reputation is already bad enough, if he is charged with the crime of "molesting an innocent disciple", the elders simply don't want to do it.
The smell of alcohol was unbearable, Ye Ling stood up and moved his body twice, took out a change of clothes from the cabinet, walked through the long corridor, and came to the wooden pool behind the side hall.
The hot spring flowed over her body, scrubbing away the tiredness of the hangover, Ye Ling closed her eyes, and let out a long sigh of comfort, her black hair scattered, spreading on the surface of the water amidst the hot air.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from behind the screen, like a sleeping man in the pool, frowned, waved his arms, and asked coldly, "Who?"
At the same time, a huge splash rose from the calm water, and dozens of streams pierced towards the source of the sound like sharp swords, instantly piercing a screen into a sieve.
The black shadow flashed before his eyes, dodged the attack effortlessly, and finally stood still by the pool opposite Ye Ling.
Putting on her clothes quickly, Ye Ling got up from the pool, crystal water drops slipped from her black hair and the corners of her clothes, blasting strings of sprays on the ground.
There was a trace of surprise on the cold face, Ye Ling walked towards the unexpected guest with a whole body of heat, "Why is it you?"
The masked man who had rescued him by the lake yesterday stood still a few steps away, silently leaning against the edge of the pool, Ye Ling took a step forward, and he followed closely by a step back.
"Hey, you—" Seeing that this person was about to fall into the pool if he retreated, Ye Ling's phoenix eyes trembled, and she hurriedly reached out to pull him.
"Pfft!"
"..."
In the huge splash of water that exploded, Ye Ling felt a pair of extremely powerful hands firmly supporting his waist/womb, before he could choke on the water, he directly lifted him up by the waist, the owner of the hands was still submerged in the water. stand up.
"This pool is very shallow." Looking down at the masked man who was still submerged in the water, Ye Ling felt amused, and patted his arm to signal, "Put me down."
The waist loosened, and the man in black broke through the water with the sound of splashing water. At this moment, the skirts of both of them were completely soaked, especially the masked black cloth clothes, which clinged to the man's body after being soaked, making them feel strong and strong. The lines are perfectly outlined.
The fabric absorbs water, and the man's already loose neckline was soaked by the hot spring and then fell down. On the straight and clear collarbone, there was a row of suspicious teeth marks.
Ye Ling's eyes were sharp, and when he saw a row of tooth marks, he subconsciously wanted to step forward to check it out, but he raised his hand and just moved forward, the masked man seemed to be frightened, and stepped back suddenly, his back was hard Hit the wall of the pool.
A loud bang.
Ye Ling faintly felt that this person seemed to be afraid of him, so he stopped moving forward, pointed to the position of his collarbone, and asked softly, "Did I...do anything to you last night."
The masked man adjusted his collar silently, lowered his head, leaned against the pool wall, and nodded after a long time.
...A look of being humiliated and trembling.
"...I was not conscious at the time," Ye Ling seemed to be able to feel the masked man's aggrieved eyes through the veil, and said cautiously, "You...does it hurt there?"
The masked man froze for a moment, shook his head subconsciously, changed his mind after thinking about it, and nodded with difficulty.
Ye Ling came out of the water, changed the wet clothes behind the screen, beckoned to him for someone to come over, handed him a set of clothes that he hadn't worn, and told him to change.
Just now he took a closer look at the material of the masked man's clothing, and it was indeed the same as the one he pulled down last night. Ye Ling wandered outside the door, thinking about what to do.
Although it was strange that this person appeared in the woods for no reason last night, after all, he was the one who offended him first, so it would be too heartless to coax him away directly.
Thinking wildly, the man came out of the house, wearing Ye Ling's clothes that were obviously one size smaller, revealing a large chest/chest, and the scarlet marks on it were even more unbearable to look at.
Trying not to look at the "masterpiece" after drinking, Ye Ling frowned as he watched him being wrapped tightly in a black cloth from the heel of his palms to his forearm.
When the two returned to the house, Ye Ling rummaged through the box and took out the wound medicine, clapped the pear wood chair next to his hands, "Come here, I'll give you the medicine."
The man didn't come forward for a while, and asked again hesitantly, "...will you fuck me?"
Faintly feeling that something was wrong, Ye Ling pointed to his neck and reconfirmed, "Don't you have a neck pain?"
".....Oh."
This time the man strode forward without any hesitation, and took off his upper body after sitting down. The tight upper body muscles were covered with red spots from teeth marks left by biting or sucking.
Cursing Meng Lang secretly in her heart, Ye Ling bent down and applied the ointment on the man's body. Every time his fingertips touched the skin, he would subconsciously hold his breath and shake it lightly.
"I came to see you last night." The man said suddenly.
Ye Ling kept moving his hands and asked him why.
The man took out a black porcelain bottle from his sleeve and placed it gently on the table. After a long time, as if he had finally made up his mind, he made a hoarse sound,
"I want to see you."
"I think, take off the veil and see you."
With a pause on her fingertips, Ye Ling heard the man's gradually heavy breathing. In fact, she really wanted to ask him why he didn't look at him last night. When he raised his eyes and saw the dots and spots on his body, he finally sighed and compromised,
"You can cover my eyes and see."
The warm palm was pressed against Ye Ling's eyelids very gently, and Ye Ling blinked, as if he could feel the sweat on the man's palm.
In the darkness, soft rustling sounds came from my ears, and two blazes that were so hot that they could almost materialize fell on Ye Ling's body. After a long time, the man took the initiative to speak for the first time, and he was explaining to someone, "... ...with scars, you'll hate it."
"So you have to wear a veil all the time?"
"Ah."
Ye Ling nodded, and pointed to his chest, "I have it here, too."
The man gasped for breath.
"It's nothing." Remembering the first time he entered the man, he was afraid that he would see the scar on his hand, so he kept shrinking back. Ye Ling's voice was very soft, "I know what it feels like to have a scar."
"It's just a mark of your being in the world. You have to learn to accept your imperfect self."
"...Learn to accept your less than perfect self..."
The man repeated in a low voice, Ye Ling only felt his eyes light up, and when he opened his eyes again, there was no one in the room except him.
There was no smell or trace of anyone else in the house, even the porcelain vase on the table disappeared together.
"What are you looking at?"
Si Yao pushed the door and entered, seeing Ye Ling staring blankly at a place motionless, with wound medicine scattered on the table, he hurriedly stepped forward to check, and asked eagerly, "Are you injured?"
Shaking his head, Ye Ling looked at the densely branched sky tree outside the window, looked back at Si Yao, and said no with a smile.
"The engagement between Ah You and the Dragon King five days ago," Si Yao sat down beside Ye Ling, and looked at his increasingly rosy face with satisfaction, "How much do you know?"
Ye Ling was surprised for a while, even though the Phoenix clan grew slowly, Ayou was just a child no matter what, and the old dragon king in the East China Sea was thousands of years old anyway, not to mention being a husband and wife, how to get along with each other is difficult on weekdays.
"For the establishment of diplomatic relations between the two clans, there is always one side that needs to show sincerity," Si Yao explained to him, with a very helpless tone, "Ayou is the only daughter of Emperor Huang. I heard that Ayou listens to you very much, and I want you to persuade her."
Knowing that her daughter is behind, Ah You's identity is not difficult to guess. Ye Ling got up and wandered around the room for a few times, trying to calm himself down, his brain running fast.
With Xuan Zhou's status in the Huang Clan, he must have tacitly agreed to this matter being finalized.
"So," Ye Ling turned around and looked into Si Yao's eyes, "Xuanzhou wants me to find him, right?"
"Xiao Ling, since you woke up, I always feel that you have changed," Si Yao laughed, "You are much more mature than I remembered."
Ye Ling smiled without saying a word, turned around and leaned against the window sill, looking at the clouds and clouds in the sky.
Now that he has paid off the debt of the dove occupying the magpie's nest, he naturally doesn't have to be someone else's substitute.
He is him.