I'm a killer with no emotions

208 kiss

His fingers slowly moved to Ning Zhe's throat.

The skin there is smooth and fair, like round and transparent jade, and the small Adam's apple is exquisite and exquisite. Occasionally, when you swallow it and roll it, it will inexplicably outline a seductive aura.

Obviously it's just a stand-in, obviously the identity is so filthy, obviously it has been reduced to this point, but people still can't take their eyes off it.

Even in the mud, the innate grace and dignity on his body is always tempting others.

Why.

It's just a substitute for him.

Yun Lan looked down at the sleeping young boy, her eyes turned cold, and her fingers suddenly tightened.

Ning Zhe's long eyelashes trembled uneasily.

He dreamed that he was pushed into the water by someone, and his whole body was submerged in water, and he couldn't breathe no matter what.

He jumped up in the water, wanting to go upstream, but his feet were so heavy that he couldn't get out of the water, so he could only keep falling.

"A'Ning, for brother Yunlan, you go to die."

There was a faint figure on the shore, looking at him with a slight smile.

It was Yunlan's appearance when he was a teenager, with eyebrows and eyes curved like moons, sharp as hooks, and a bright red at the end of his eyes, with a bit of flamboyant and unruly look.

He smiled and called him, "Little Aning."

Ning Zhe opened his eyes wide and stretched out his hand involuntarily.

"Yunlan...brother..."

A tear rolled from his eye, and he murmured softly.

At this moment, the feeling of suffocation suddenly disappeared, and the body seemed to float out of the water, jumping into the light clouds.

He woke up suddenly and opened his eyes.

Yun Lan's face appeared above him, his expression was frightened, resentful, and hesitant, his eyes were full of turbulent waves, and his emotions were extremely complicated.

Ning Zhe blinked and stared at him, not understanding what happened to him suddenly.

Yun Lan put her hand next to Ning Zhe's throat, loosened and tightened, and finally retracted it.

His complexion changed a few times, and it took him a long time to calm down. He chuckled and asked Ning Zhe, "Did you have a dream?"

Ning Zhe recalled the blurry scene in the dream and that beautiful and flamboyant face, lowered his eyes, and obediently gave a "huh".

Yunlan stroked his soft side face with her fingers, and said softly, "What did you dream about?"

"Dream..." His eyelashes trembled, and he raised his eyes to look at Yunlan, "I dreamed of brother Yunlan."

He paused, and added, "The old brother Yunlan."

Yun Lan slightly hooked her lips and smiled: "What's the difference?"

Ning Zhe glanced at him and said nothing.

Yun Lan's smile faded a little, and she repeated, "A-Ning, what's the difference?"

He didn't seem to like Ning Zhe ignoring his words, as long as Ning Zhe dared not answer his question, or had a little resistance, he would be extremely dissatisfied and severely punished.

Ning Zhe flinched, "No...all, all the same."

Yunlan didn't seem to be satisfied with this answer, but seeing Ning Zhe's head bowed and shivering, he felt better, and he didn't bother with him anymore, let go of him and let him down.

They have entered the border of Dai Viet, and are now living in a border city.

Because of the large-scale invasion of the demons, this place has become an empty city with few people.

Fortunately, there were still a few living people in the government office, and they had enough food, clothing, housing and transportation. When they saw the high priest and his party, they naturally bowed to greet them and treated them with the best.

Yun Lan picked up a piece of rough lotus paste cake from the table and asked Ning Zhe if he was hungry.

Ning Zhe shook his head.

The demon's body doesn't feel hungry, he only eats something when he's hungry, with No. 67 helping him, those foods are also easy to digest.

But No. 67 would not force him to eat, but Yun Lan would not care about his feelings.

"come over."

Yun Lan shook the silver bell in her hand, the smile on her face remained unchanged.

Ning Zhe walked towards him uncontrollably.

"Open your mouth."

Ning Zhe opened his mouth obediently with one command and one movement.

Yun Lan leaned over, broke the lotus paste cake, and stuffed a small piece into his mouth.

Ning Zhe opened his eyes and looked at the face that was close at hand.

That face was still the one he was most familiar with, but it was not Yun Lan's original appearance.

In fact, compared with his own face, Ning Zhe likes Yunlan's appearance more.

Crescent moon eyebrows, phoenix eyes, the end of the eyes are naturally red, gentle and attractive when smiling, cold and flamboyant when not smiling, touching people's hearts, just like in a dream, people can't take their eyes off.

Unfortunately, he will never see that face again.

Ning Zhe was forced to eat a few pieces of lotus paste cake, and was fed a few sips of water by Yunlan, as if he had returned to the previous scene in the Zongheng Pavilion.

Ning Zhe licked his lips, lowered his eyes uncomfortably, and avoided, not wanting Yunlan to touch him like this.

The feeling that Yunlan brings when he touches him now is completely different from when he was in the Zongheng Pavilion, and it always makes him feel terrified and panicked.

In the evening, the high priest came, and his figure suddenly appeared beside Ning Zhe, with a puff of mist, full of immortality.

Yun Lan happened to be taking a shower in the cubicle and didn't notice it.

Ning Zhe has been washed by Yunlan, wrapped in a large quilt, and is sitting on the couch obediently waiting for Yunlan.

Seeing the high priest, Ning Zhe opened his mouth and wanted to call him.

The high priest pursed his lips lightly, and tapped his slender fingers between the thin, light-colored lips, making a silent movement.

This seemingly playful gesture was performed by him, and it naturally carried a calm, dignified and indifferent air.

Ning Zhe couldn't help but silence, and opened his eyes to look at him.

The high priest approached him quietly, and scanned him up and down, as if looking for something.

Ning Zhe was a little inexplicable, and subconsciously wrapped the little quilt tightly around his body.

The high priest frowned slightly, bent down, and gently lifted the quilt on him with pale fingers with well-defined knuckles.

Ning Zhe's face turned a little red.

He didn't wear anything underneath, and Yunlan didn't allow him to put on clothes, saying that he was afraid that he would be disobedient and run around.

The high priest, Xu Shi, didn't expect that he was not wearing any clothes. When he uncovered the quilt, he paused his fingers and was stunned for a moment.

Ning Zhe glanced at the high priest, curled up his legs silently, leaned back a little, and avoided his hand.

"Is it Yun Lan?"

Just when Ning Zhe lowered his head and remained silent, the high priest's voice sounded softly in his head, a bit like Ling Ji's secret technique of sound transmission.

Ning Zhe was a little surprised why he didn't call Master Yunlan, but he didn't struggle too much, and nodded obediently.

The high priest looked at him, was silent for a moment, then suddenly leaned over, touched his lips lightly, and the touch was instant.

The thinned lips are like carrying the coldest ice and snow in the world, which can soak through the heart in an instant.

There were spots of hoarfrost on Ning Zhe's lips in an instant, and a slight flash of light seemed to flow into his body through this kiss.

His eyelashes trembled violently, and he raised his head to look at the high priest uneasily, with a look of panic in his eyes, like a frightened little animal.

The high priest saw his uneasiness, moved his fingers, and suddenly wanted to touch his head as before.

"A-Ning, help me get a shirt."

Yun Lan suddenly called out from inside.

The high priest woke up suddenly.

He froze for a moment, as if pondering over why he had the strange thought just now.

In just a moment, he regained his original composure, unhurriedly withdrew his unstretched hand, took a deep look at Ning Zhe, his figure flickered, and then disappeared into the room as a cloud of smoke.

Ning Zhe stared at the place where he disappeared, his eyes flickered slightly, the lingering anxiety just now has gradually faded away, and the tranquility is so deep that people can't see through it.

Not long after, he got off the bed with bare feet, took a snow-white robe from the hanger, walked into the inner room, and gave it to Yunlan.

Yunlan put on her shirt, tied a ribbon around her waist, and asked him what he was doing just now.

Ning Zhe sat obediently on the small stool in front of him, shook his head and said, without doing anything.

Yunlan smiled when she heard the words, and looked down at him, "A'Ning, don't lie to me."

"A-Ning didn't lie." Ning Zhe told him this, with a calm expression on his face, as if nothing really happened.

Yun Lan couldn't see anything unusual, so she let him go and slept on the couch together with her arms around him.

After turning off the lights, Ning Zhe felt the flesh-eating Gu in his body move again.

[Master, don't worry, leave it to me! 】Xue and Aya on their wrists patted their chests, their voices were soft, crisp and lovely.

I don't know what he did, but after a while, Ning Zhe couldn't feel the Gu worms in his body.

【A Ling is not strong enough to completely remove the Gu worms, so she can only temporarily restrict its movements, which makes the master wronged. 】Xue and Aya were a little unhappy.

Just as Ning Zhe wanted to comfort him, he heard a clear voice from above, with a smile, "What's wrong with Ah Ning? Didn't you sleep well?"

【He really knows what to ask!The wretch! 】Xue and Aya were fluttering with anger.

Ning folded his eyes, if it wasn't for Xue and Ling, he would have been in so much pain that he couldn't control himself by now, making a fool of himself in front of Yunlan.

It was probably because Yunlan couldn't wait for his beg for mercy for a long time, so he asked this question.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes lightly, then parted his pale lips lightly, and let out a few low moans of pain, his thin finger bones clutched Yun Lan's skirt.

"pain……"

"Yunlan, brother... Ah Ning hurts so much..."

Seeing that he was in pain and unable to restrain himself, Yunlan smiled with satisfaction, and stretched out her arms to hold him in her arms.

That's right.

Ning Zhe should be like this, surrender to him, and live by him.

He's the one who controls everything.

Probably Ning Zhe's show of weakness pleased Yun Lan, and he didn't embarrass Ning Zhe at night.

But staying by Yunlan's side, how could Ning Zhe be able to sleep, waking up in the middle of the night, always restless.

It wasn't until early in the morning that a familiar voice blew softly in his ear, telling him to go to bed quickly, that Ning Zhe drooped his eyelids and felt drowsy.

The voice seemed to have laughed a little after he fell asleep, and the voice was a little hoarse and attractive.

Ning Zhe frowned and told him not to make noise.

The night finally passed safely.

When the sky was bright, Ning Zhe woke up suddenly, sat up suddenly, recalled what happened in the early morning, and broke out in a cold sweat.

At that time, he didn't realize that something was wrong, he subconsciously followed the voice and fell asleep, and he didn't realize it until now.

--Who is that! ?