Su Jingmo is personable, with a pair of peach blossom eyes always smiling, and seems to be gentle and close to people, but after getting along with him for so long, Tan Cheng of course knows that this person is a thousand miles away.
It is easy to approach, but difficult to approach.
Therefore, Su Jingmo's gentle leaning and that helpless shallow sigh really made Qin Cheng feel at a loss.
I couldn't understand the meaning of the sigh, but subconsciously felt a sudden panic in my heart, but then a cool breath came from his shoulders, which made Tan Cheng ecstatic at the same time.
This moment seemed to have been waiting for too long, Qin Cheng's eyes were red for some reason, and his hands trembled slightly as he embraced Su Jingmo. But this time, Su Jingmo didn't push him away.
"September 29th? That's nine days later... Then, what should I do?"
Qin Cheng's thoughtless sentence caused Su Jingmo, who was leaning on him, to chuckle softly.
"What do you want to do? It's been more than a thousand years since it's been dead. How can you celebrate any birthday?"
After saying this, Su Jingmo straightened his body, no longer leaning on Qin Cheng's shoulders, and did not break free from Qin Cheng's hands that were wrapping his waist, but looked at Qin Cheng face to face, with his cheeks only half a foot apart, Su Jingmo raised his eyebrows and said:
"I'm afraid you don't know, it's also the third day after my twenty-ninth birthday is the day I die..."
After saying this, Su Jingmo, who has been staring at the person in front of him, naturally saw the grief in Qin Cheng's eyes, and he could feel the hands that suddenly tightened around his waist.
"What happened at that time? Twenty-nine... You are only twenty-nine..." It was when he was young that Su Jingmo didn't seem like someone who would fall ill. That must have been caused by someone who did something wrong back then. Su Jingmo dies...
Suddenly I think of the tomb in Pingyao, is there still less usurping power this year? If you want to stand at the top and become a person above ten thousand people, how many emperors in ancient times did not have the blood of their brothers on their hands
Sujing Inkstone…
If Su Jingmo was killed by usurping the throne, then this is the only one! The tyrannical emperor mentioned on the stone carving!
"Is it, did that Su Jingyan hurt you!"
Looking at the sad face of Qin Cheng, the hands that were holding him also began to tremble, Su Jingmo was a little stunned, it was clear that a thousand years had passed, and it was clear that it had nothing to do with Qin Cheng, but the person in front of him seemed to have happened to him, and he was angry. hard to control.
It's just that Su Jingmo doesn't know why, seeing this man so annoyed, and talking about his death, Su Jingmo doesn't feel so sad, and even looking at this man's angry appearance, there is a little warmth in his heart.
This made Su Jingmo involuntarily tease: "After so many years of death, whether it's someone who hates me or who is loyal to me, I don't know how many reincarnations there are. What's the use of talking about this? Can you still avenge me?"
Saying that, Su Jingmo stretched out his hand to squeeze Qin Cheng's chin, and smiled frivolously: "Why so angry, I remember I told you that I like beautiful women, and your angry appearance is not beautiful at all."
How could Qin Cheng think that Su Jingmo would come out like this, this is very similar to the action of a gentleman who molested a woman from a good family, coupled with this handsome face full of smiles, Qin Cheng was helpless but couldn't move his eyes.
After thinking for a while, Qin Cheng freed one hand to hold Su Jingmo's fingers pinching his chin,
"I can't help you get revenge, but I don't know why I'm very angry, especially when I think of someone who hurt you, I even thought that even if I dig a grave, I will find this person..."
Su Jingmo's brows and eyes smiled even more, "Then, after 1,600 years, the corpse has long since turned into dust like me. What if you find it?"
"I,"
"The past is long gone. Even if you know how I died, what's the use? I'm already dead, right?"
Being interrupted, Qin Cheng looked at the person who said these words with a smile, trying to see if the person in his arms was really smiling, but after watching for a long time, he only saw his own reflection in Su Jingmo's eyes , saw a thick smile that didn't care at all.
Su Jingmo is happy, I'm afraid he's just teasing himself by saying these words... This realization made Tan feel much better suddenly.
In his arms is the person he likes, and this person in his arms is all himself...
Qin Cheng looked at Su Jingmo fascinated,
"However, I'm still uncomfortable. I think you're fine. Even if I don't know the past, I just don't want to imagine someone hurting you."
People who are deeply in love are most afraid of the amorous prodigal son, but who knows, people who are passionate are also afraid of being deeply in love
The hand was pinched, and the overflowing love in Tan Cheng's eyes made Su Jingmo, who had traveled all over the flowers in his lifetime, a little awkward. Neither.
Holding Su Jingmo's hand tightly, Qin Cheng somehow remembered a sentence he saw on the Internet not long ago
"Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse is you, the glacier is you..."
The meaning of Qin Cheng's words made Su Jingmo stunned for a moment, but then he raised his eyebrows and smiled:
"I'm not an iron horse,"
"All I think about is you..."
Before he spoke, the next sentence of Qin Cheng really made Su Jingmo unable to say it. He used to say too many sweet words to the prostitute and the little official before his death, which was much more blatant than what Qin Cheng said. Now, teasing those beauties blushed. It's just that after talking about those rude words, no one said even a single flirtatious remark to him...
In the past, those beauties were so delicate and beautiful that he could take care of them. No one dared to speak arrogantly to him in such a high position. Qin Cheng dared to say anything, and he only wanted him with all his heart... He was the first...
After all, Su Jingmo really has no experience dealing with such people...
I don't know what the man in his arms is thinking, let alone if the fickle emperor will kick him away in the next moment, Qin Cheng grabbed Su Jingmo's hands tightly to prevent him from breaking free. Pause continued:
"Su Jingmo, I like you more than a word... Su Jingmo, I like you, I like you, I like you... "
Su Jingmo's refusal hand stopped, and the eyes that were originally looking at each other now had some unknown emotions.
The tomb was dark and unclear, but Su Jingmo found that Tan Cheng looked at him with a star-like gaze... As if the night sky he saw outside the fortress more than a thousand years ago was bright and quiet, as if he wanted to suck people into it...
The clenched hand conveyed a warm breath and a trace of suppressed trembling.
He's... nervous...
This kind of knowledge spread to my heart, and the ripples that had already appeared in my heart were even more out of control, Su Jingmo smiled lightly...
"You will regret this… "
This smile fell in Qin Cheng's eyes, and it was astonishingly beautiful... As if being bewitched, Qin Cheng stretched out a slightly trembling hand and stroked the cheek of the person in front of him, a little... a little bit closer...
Qin Cheng murmured, "... If I give up on you, it will make me regret for the rest of my life... "
The lips are lightly pressed, and the end of the words is drowned in this kiss...
Su Jingmo's lips were cold but extremely soft, and the moment he touched the lips of the person in his arms, it seemed that a bone-piercing sweetness spread throughout the body from where it touched,
so sweet...
This kind of sweet temptation tempted Qin Cheng to gently probe into and ask for, until he invaded the territory of the person in his arms, and the temporary tenderness began to be strong and undeniable.
Qin Cheng's hand caressed Su Jingmo's cheek lightly, and his fingertips touched the cool and supple ends of his hair, enticing Qin Cheng's fingers to caress gently.
I don't know when, the hand around my waist began to tighten, and I don't know when the tip of my tongue was teased and entangled by someone who didn't belong to me...
The taste of lust and the breath of life made Su Jingmo squinted his eyes and wrapped his hands around Qin Cheng's neck involuntarily, pushing the kiss that was about to run out of control to the edge of the cliff...
Su Jingmo's response made Tan Cheng even more anxious. He wanted to hug Su Jingmo tightly, to rub the man into his arms, to touch and to plunder.
But for some reason, his hands became weaker and weaker, which made Qin Cheng even more anxious.
"Su Jingmo... Jing Mo..." Biting Su Jingmo's lips and tongue, Qin Cheng reluctantly stroked the back of the person in his arms, but he wanted to go further, but he couldn't...
When Su Jingmo noticed what was going on, he pushed Qin Cheng away but saw that it was Qin Cheng's pale complexion.