Entering a Split Personality

"Don't come to me in the future! We must never meet again!"

Hong Qing frowned and asked, "Why?"

Xiao Heping recovered for a while, and said in a low voice, "I...my thoughts are known to the master."

"Oh..." Hong Qing's eyes flickered, and he helped him add: "Are you happy with him?"

Xiao He nodded, he was a little afraid of Hongqing and anger, and then did irrational things.

But to his surprise, Hong Qing didn't mean to be angry at all. Instead, he leaned over again and pressed to him and said, "It's okay, that's your business, I don't care."

As he said, he became a little anxious again, "Okay, Xiao He, don't talk about this, let me kiss, I really miss you..."

He didn't finish a word, so he held his lips involuntarily.

Xiao He couldn't hide, so he could only stare at him, and Hong Qing had been lingering with him so many times, he had already been familiar with his sensitive points, and only a touch made the eyes that were full of anger moist.

This looks even more red and itchy, and he can't wait to taste him right away.

But Xiao He was full of incredible hearts.

He was talking about it, why can Hongqing continue to do it!

However, it is absolutely impossible for him to have a relationship with him again, absolutely impossible!

Xiao He pretended to obey him, and when he relaxed his vigilance, he backed away suddenly and escaped.

He gasped and said, "Hongqing, I said we can't do this anymore."

Being pushed aside many times, Hong Qing was a little dissatisfied. He looked at him and said, "Why? It doesn't matter if I said that you love him. I have known for a long time that you love him. I bless you, but this does not affect me and you. ..."

"How can it not affect!" Xiao He said loudly, "I betrayed Master if you and I are like this, how could I betray him!"

Hong Qing was startled, but soon he said, "He won't know."

"It doesn't matter whether I know it or not. I love him and I should be loyal to him. It is absolutely impossible to do such a thing behind his back."

Hong Qing is not a very patient person, or it should be said that he doesn't know how to write the word patience at all.

Xiao He's persistence made him a little irritable, but he didn't want to anger Xiao He or lose him, so he suppressed his emotions and said softly, "Xiao He, you just think of me as him, anyway, I He looks exactly like him..."

With such a posture, he was begging in a low voice. Xiao He was not a cold-blooded person, so how could he not be touched?

But... this is not right, how can a relationship accommodate another person.

But Hong Qing knew his weakness well, holding this face, no matter what he said or did, Xiao He would be extra tolerant.

Hong Qing continued softly: "You can rest assured, he can't know, and I won't pester you. As long as I'm here, you will stay with me, okay? It doesn't matter if I am him, call him. The name is okay, Xiao He, just follow me, I really miss you, it hurts where I think."

As he spoke, he pointed to his heart.

Xiao He looked at him, but was shocked.

He suddenly understood, maybe Hongqing didn't understand his feelings at all.

But... he understands, so he can't let it go.

"Hongqing, listen to me." Xiao He was no longer so excited. He calmed down and said in a deep voice, "It is very unfair to treat you as a master. You are you, and he is him, even if you are grown-up. Like, but you are also different people. I love him, and love is like eyes. There is no room for sand."

"So..." Hong Qing's voice was very soft, "You will never see me again?"

Xiao He knew this was cruel, but a sharp knife could cut the mess, and it would be good for everyone.

"Never see each other."

Hong Qing's eyes were dark, and she looked at him quietly, and said in a voice that was as low as a whisper, "What if I refuse?"

Xiao He took a deep breath, took out a dagger from the ring, and pressed it against his neck without hesitation: "I can't beat you, but I can kill myself."

Hong Qing suddenly squinted her eyes, her dangerous sight seemed to be stained with scarlet red.

But Xiao He didn't blink his eyes and was extremely firm.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally Hong Qing looked away: "I understand."

Listening to him, Xiao He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

When the red-haired man got up and turned to leave, he said solemnly: "Xiao He, I like you."

Xiao He's body suddenly stiffened.

Immediately afterwards, the man's voice came again, dumb, light and faintly lost: "But there is no me in your heart."

Hong Qing left, and Xiao He sat there in a trance for a long time.

But in the end, he finally picked up his mood and relaxed.

This can only be done, and this is also the best.

It was he who lost Hongqing, but unfortunately he didn't even have a chance to apologize.

However, an apology is completely useless.

Never meet again in this life, it should be the best result.

Xiao He wrapped his clothes and lay on the bed, groggy.

I don't know how long it took, half asleep and half awake, vaguely heard the sound of the door opening.

Xiao He's first reaction was that Hong Qing was back again?

He got up hurriedly and looked up to see a moonlight figure in the night.

Long black hair, dressed in white, is the master.

Xiao He heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

A while ago because he was so happy, I forgot about Hong Qing, but now, Hong Qing appeared. Although it seemed to be broken, he buried a knot in Xiao He's heart, and it was not so easy for a while. .

But he didn't want Master to see it, so he got emotional, he just wanted to speak.

Yun Qing leaned over and kissed him.

"Hmm..." Xiao He let out a faint voice, and that soft call was also blocked back.

Because of the guilt in his heart, Xiao He was extra soft, wrapped his hands around his neck, and sent himself up like a sacrifice, allowing him to kiss wantonly.

His posture caused Yun Qing's movements to pause slightly.

A faint question flashed in Xiao Heqing's eyes, and there was still a lot of desire.

Yun Qing's eyes were dim, he leaned over and kissed it hard.

Exciting kisses, passionate.

Yun Qing made him unable to sustain himself.

And Xiao He followed him in everything, wishing to give him all of his own.

Beautiful crimson color, endless.

Later, Xiao He was in a trance.

Master asked him many times, but he couldn't remember it.

Before he took a break, his back was filled up again, Xiao He felt the trembling numbness, but he couldn't help but begged softly: "Master, I'm tired."

"Good..." Yun Qing held his earlobe from behind, "again, just once."

Xiao He was so speechless that he could only make a small sound.

But after one time, it was another time.

It wasn't until Xiao He's mind became blurred that he vaguely realized something was wrong.

Master...has always been considerate of his body, and would rather endure it so many times overnight.

Although they were separated for a whole day, it was not like this...

Xiao He's heart trembled. He raised his head to look at the man above, and looked at him seriously, but no matter from which angle, he couldn't see the slightest difference.

Is this a master?

Xiao He was a little scared, and even more unbelievable.

However, he couldn't ask.

If this is Master, then if he asks, Master will definitely be suspicious, and he can't explain it then.

If this is Hongqing, what is the difference between asking and not asking?

With a chill in his chest, Xiao He reluctantly made his head clearer, and then said: "Master, I'm tired, can I take a rest?"

He never needed to say such things before, because Yun Qing wouldn't make him so tired at all.

But he said today that if it were the respected master, then he would definitely stop.

if not……

Yun Qing kissed his white neck and whispered, "Okay, I will take you to the bathroom."

Xiao He's heart fell to the ground suddenly.

It is the respected master, this must be respected master.

He let go of his gripping heart, and couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed Yun Qing's cheek.

It was just a very subtle movement, but Yun Qing suddenly stiffened, looking down at him.

Xiao He looked into his eyes with a smile, but after seeing it thoroughly, his heart slammed.

"It turns out I am so different from him."

Panic flashed in Xiao He's eyes.

The man in front of him didn't seem to want to hide it anymore. In the dark night, his long black hair seemed to be washed with blood and turned into a gorgeous red. And those light-colored eyes gradually deepened, after dyeing a light blush, they were all arrogant and wanton.

"Xiao He, because it is him, you can encircle his neck and take the initiative to send yourself up; because it is him, you can make such a beautiful sound without me tossing, calling his name non-stop, non-stop Saying that you love him; because it is him, you can let him do what you want, and you can't bear to refuse as many times as you want. You can keep wrapping around his waist and dedicate yourself to him."

Xiao He opened his eyes wide, his face was pale, and his heart fell into a bottomless abyss.

"I don't know if I don't try it, but after trying..." Hong Qing was buried in his neck, and there was a cold color in his voice, "...I'm jealous, and I'm going crazy."

"Hong Qing..." Xiao He's voice was trembling, "No..."

"Want to say no? No way..." Hong Qing licked his neck, violently forced him to make a sound, and then he whispered softly, like honey in his voice, "Already I’m in it, how can I stop?"

Xiao He grabbed him tightly, already crying: "Please, Hong Qing, stop... stop..."

"Impossible." Hong kissed him delicately, and a blush rose in her eyes, slowly, slowly, like the gorgeous flowers that bloom in hell, spreading in layers, like a cut The constant thorns, can't wait to cut the person in front of you into the bone marrow.

"Don't refuse me anymore." The man's voice was sweet and soft, as if he was talking the most beautiful love words, "Otherwise I will show him all the pictures of you and me, and let him see clearly how you are with me. I breathe sweetly under me."