Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

Silence returned to the Ghost Valley Ice Cellar, only the sound of shallow breathing remained.

Zong Luo is not angry, and now he just wants to scold people.

It's all like this, who can sleep? !

In addition, Yu Beizhou is full of bad water.

With the sharp point of the knife piercing into the wound, how could something that does not belong to you make people feel comfortable. Not to mention the foreign body sensation so manifested, whether it was intentional or unintentional, it just happened to be an unspeakable area, and the occasional ups and downs of breathing made people tremble, from the scalp to the tip of the hair.

A cross popped out of Zongluo's forehead, and he kicked Yu Beizhou out.

Unexpectedly, the latter turned out to be completely defenseless.

This soft kick without internal force successfully kicked the person off the Hanyu bed. The red-and-white mass fell to the ground with a crackling sound, mixed with the sound of sticky water after it was peeled off.

"Ah, brother, you are so cruel."

Yu Beizhou paused on the ground for a while, then got up pitifully.

Zong Luo had just pressed a mass of blood on his shoulder, and the bandage on his chest also began to ooze dark red faintly, which was shocking.

However, the white-clothed prince lying on the cold jade bed suddenly kicked him away just now, his face turned red with the cooing sound, and the tip of his ear buried in his hair was flushed. He simply pulled the quilt and wrapped himself up, refusing to give Yu Beizhou a second look.

Rushing, Zongluo heard the sound of someone climbing up again.

"Senior brother, are you really not letting the junior brother in?"

Some grievances sounded behind his ears, and the familiar arms and weight came over, and he naturally pulled half of the quilt over.

Yu Beizhou's body temperature was higher than normal people, and it was even more obvious on the icy cold jade bed. Although Zongluo didn't want to be so close to him, he had to admit that this person was really comfortable when he was hugged.

"But Senior Brother is so warm and comfortable."

Yu Beizhou's voice was smiling: "Junior brother will stay in there obediently to heal and promise to do nothing."

"roll."

Zong Luo answered him in one word, concise and to the point.

Seeing that Zongluo had a tendency to say one more thing, don't even think about going to bed tonight, Yu Beizhou finally shut up obediently.

It doesn't matter, it's impossible to maintain the blade with the body in it, and it's also excellent to hold.

The young man in red thought casually.

With Yu Beizhou around, Zong Luo didn't dare to expose the empty door on his back.

He lay flat on the Hanyu bed, feeling the heat embrace him in his arms. Because he was really tired and sleepy, and he was so confused, he actually fell asleep like this.

Feeling the gradual gentle breathing in the air, Yu Beizhou listened to the sound of rain outside, put his hands away in an obedient manner, his dark eyes fixedly staring at the profile of the white-robed prince, without the slightest sleepiness inside.

Only when he really touched it, it hurt, and the heart was still beating under his fingers, could he be sure that Zong Luo was alive. Not the dazzling pool of blood on the zebra crossing in the dream, nor the cold corpse lying in his arms in the previous life. Instead, he would kiss him back, bite him on the shoulder, and gasp in a low voice.

Everything is fake, only the person in front of him is real.

Thinking so, Yu Beizhou pressed his head a little further.

Thinking that he had only touched it just now, and the senior brother's reaction was so big, he was quite thoughtful.

......

After Zong Luo woke up, staring at the ceiling above the ice cellar, it seemed that he still couldn't recover.

But only for a moment. After a moment, he immediately lifted the quilt and sat up.

Thanks to the blessing of the Hanyu Bed, even if I overindulged, I felt refreshed when I woke up, I was exhausted, and the pain that every inch of my body was crushed was also repaired a lot.

"Senior brother is awake."

The voice behind him became a little more excited.

Zongluo turned his head suddenly and saw someone lying lazily behind him, with one arm around him and a... book in the other?

Not only is there only one copy, there are even better ones on the ground of the Hanyu Bed, and there are even wood engravings.

Seeing Zongluo's doubtful eyes, Yu Beizhou waved at him with a smile.

The ice cellar could not be seen very clearly with only the faint light from the night pearl.

In those square-by-square grids, there are some abstract-looking villain paintings.

Looking closer, these little people are clearly doing something they shouldn't do.

Zongluo: "..."

This is not the scariest, but the scariest thing is that the young man in red watched it very seriously.

His eyes are full of inquiry, and he still has a pen in his mouth. When he sees a picture he likes, he will even draw a circle on it to record it.

"Senior brother, this pair seems to be pretty good, we can try it next time."

Yu Beizhou didn't think it was a big deal to watch the fun, he turned a few pages forward, and pointed to Zong Luo what he had just highlighted.

Zongluo: "Go away! There is no next time!"

"...Oh." The red-clothed young man withdrew his hand a little aggrievedly, as if he didn't care about it at all, and continued to study it with great interest.

Looking at Yu Beizhou's high learning enthusiasm, Zong Luo couldn't help but feel a little speechless.

The Guigu Banbi collection can be said to include everything, including astronomy and geography, and all kinds of themes are available. Every Guiguzi has the habit of going out to travel and join the WTO. He goes out to help others without asking for money, and the reward is books. If you encounter an orphan, let the other party copy a copy, and over time, the library will be piled up.

In addition to other things, even if there is no good luck, Yu Beizhou's configuration is also good. Comprehension and stubbornness are far beyond human comparison. Before Zong Luo read the book, he had heard a lot of praise from others praising him for being a genius, but he couldn't be as memorable as Yu Beizhou.

Just looking at it, Yu Beizhou looked up again.

"The magic medicine that the master hid is really unusual, and the younger brother is almost better."

It stands to reason that his heart is broken, and his injuries are indeed more serious. However, this cannot withstand the resilience of that pervert. In the past, when the disease was not half a month old, even if the nail was pierced through the pipa bone and the medicine was applied well, the next day was still alive and well.

Zongluo felt that this topic was a little wrong, and sure enough, the next second, he heard this person jokingly say: "Senior brother should be almost recovering."

Yu Beizhou tilted his head and smiled with a wicked look on his face: "Senior brother said that his skills are not good, but it broke his heart. But in the end, there is no basis for what he said, so it's better to let him be ashamed. Is it better to practice what you have learned?"

What responded to him was a loud slam on the door.

Looking at the empty ice cellar, Yu Beizhou sighed faintly.

......

No one would have thought that the next ten days would turn out to be a prophecy.

Logically speaking, it is not surprising to do something in this deserted valley where there is no village or store in front of it.

Yu Beizhou, a vicious dog with meat, became more and more savory after having it for the first time.

He even made up his mind, let alone in the hall, where the sky is on the ground, in any corner of the ghost valley, there should be some traces of him and his senior brother.

The reality turned out to be far more skinny than imagined. After recovering their internal strength, the strength of the two could only be considered equal, and Zongluo really didn't let Yu Beizhou take half a step closer to him.

"Senior brother, we will be out of the valley tomorrow."

Once again, the Guigu disciples finished their routine sword-fighting, and Yu Beizhou's tone was aggrieved and sad.

He looked at Zong Luo, who was sitting under the peach blossom tree, sweating all over his body, and sneaked up to kiss him and lick him.

Zong Luo froze for a moment, but did not refuse.

Today, the weather in Ghost Valley is really good, the sun is shining brightly.

The breeze swirled and blew the pink petals off, scattered in the gurgling stream, which was particularly beautiful.

Yes, it will be out of the valley tomorrow.

Staring at the petals in the water, Zong Luo was slightly ecstatic while accepting the hot and gradually deepening kiss.

In these days in Guigu, except for the time when I woke up and went crazy, I started to work in the days to come, but the days and years still gave people a peaceful and beautiful sense of peace.

There is no great hatred of life and death, no hatred of the skin, no identity etiquette, no moral restraint.

When they were hungry, they grabbed a hare and roasted it. Sleeping on the cold jade bed when sleepy, some people always consciously come uninvited. When I woke up, the first thing I saw was that beautiful face that didn't look like a mortal.

Even sometimes, Zong Luo will have an illusion that is close to the absurd.

He and Yu Beizhou are like a pair of normal lovers in the world, sharing joys and sorrows with each other, and the joy of the world.

It's just that compared to other people, they have more hatred than love, more ties from the past, and they are destined.

...but he also knew in his heart that it was impossible.

After leaving the Ghost Valley, he is still the Prince of Dayuan who is above ten thousand people, and Yu Beizhou is still the King of Beining of Dayuan, who is resolute and arrogant.

Unless it is solved from the source, it will always be a dead knot that cannot be solved.

Compared to the stormy first time, this time can be called extremely gentle.

The hot kiss fell on the prince in white's eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, the corners of his lips, his chin, and finally on his fingertips.

It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be the first time.

They can hide in any corner of the ghost valley and steal crazy love. They are more intimate than any lovers, and they are in harmony with each other.

But only in this isolated valley.

Since there is a first time, let this be the last time.

He thought so selflessly, raised his hand awkwardly, and kissed the man back.

The kiss was a signal of silent acquiescence.

Turn around. He was held beside the stake that the disciples of Ghost Valley used to train.

Not seeing Yu Beizhou's face, Zong Luo was a little flustered.

But soon, he was no longer in the mood to think about it.

The sharp sword edge burned red and quenched, but was put aside by the blacksmith and ignored it.

Instead, it was a furry head.

Zongluo could even clearly feel the touch of his hair falling on his toes.

"do not......"

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he exclaimed, but was blocked by a finger, and his whole body was covered with a layer of red.

Clearly, the learning ability of some people has been verified again.

Among them, the key points are marked, and there are preliminary preparations.

Like being dragged into a pool of warm water, Zong Luo felt so comfortable that his fingertips curled up, and then another person pushed him over with his backhand without hesitation.

He became a boat, unable to do anything but powerless to accept kisses and licks.

Another gust of wind blows.

Almost half of the peach blossoms of the tree fell down and fell into the silver-white hair.

Hands with sharp joints kindly picked up these scattered petals from the beautiful shoulders, and the scarlet tongue like a snake letter circled around, leaving countless kisses in the tail of the hair.

"Uh-"

At the moment of confusion, a petal fell on the thin lips, swaying the rapid tone change.

Zong Luo was covered in sweat, his eyes were absent, and he was paralyzed on a tree stump.

The trembling lower lip unconsciously bit the petals of the peach blossom, and the oozing fragrance fell into the mouth with a sweet and greasy taste.

The peach cake in Guigu is delicious.

In the past, people who were dumb servants would use cloth pockets to carry bags of peach blossoms, put them in a medicine mortar, and crush them little by little with a pestle, and the juice splashed around. The cakes produced in this way are fragrant and delicious, full of color, flavor, and flavor. Every time he leaves the valley to go out to practice, Zongluo will bring a few pieces with him.

After many years, he tasted it again.

Yu Beizhou finally raised his head.

His smile was bright and content, he licked his lips carefully, and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Sure enough. Senior brother's taste is even sweeter than this blossoming tree."

Zong Luo's face lit up with fire, the end of his eyes reddened, and he turned his head in embarrassment.