I [Imperial] Am This Type of Man

Chapter 45: Subdue the Evil Venerable (10)

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Feng Su's expression is very gentle, the tenderness in his eyes seems to be able to drown people.

Feng Su said, I also like Ah Jin the most.

Ji Jinrong was stunned.

He noticed the word "also" in Feng Su's words, and suddenly he couldn't remember when he said to Feng Su, "I like Ah Su the most"—or it should be said that he relied on "myself" being young, and he was right for many people. Everyone has said it—such as Master Lian Ping, such as Master Hongyu, such as Sheng Baishuang—

If you say it too easily, you won't even take it to heart.

He has always been someone who uses his "advantages" to gain sympathy, affection, and loyalty from others. This "advantage" is either a sickly body or an immature age. He said some things in a high-sounding manner, but no one ever knew what he was thinking in his heart.

The night Feng Su came back, he was waiting for him in his room.

Maybe Feng Su wanted to discuss Yu Ji's affairs with him at that time, or maybe he simply missed him and wanted to stay with him. But what he said to Feng Su was a blunt sentence, didn't that child say he was afraid

He was angry and annoyed, and he was annoyed that Feng Su did not "surrender" to himself as expected.

Yes, he always tries to make the people around him "surrender" to him, and let them be as obedient and obedient to him as Wei Tingjun was back then.

When he realized that Feng Su was out of his control, he immediately removed Feng Su from the list of "people of his own". He was annoyed that Feng Su forgot that they had been together day and night all these years, but he himself did not hesitate to put it aside - he didn't even ask Feng Su a word, he happily thought of leaving with Sheng Baishuang .

Looking at it this way, who is more ruthless

Ji Jinrong grabbed Feng Su's hand. Every time, it was the stone that was trying, and he couldn't recognize the stone. He always thought that maybe Shitou would fall in love with someone else, maybe Shishi would marry a wife and have children before they reunited—these speculations were probably based on what he himself might do.

He has always known what kind of person he is, and Shishi knows it too. It's just that Shitou always said: It's okay, any response from His Majesty makes me ecstatic.

If one day, the bond between them is completely cut off, and the stone truly and completely forgets everything in the past—

Can they still come together

Ji Jinrong clenched his five fingers slightly.

He said, "Asu, I'm sorry."

Feng Su was startled.

He looked at Ji Jinrong's drooping eyelashes, and his heart trembled inexplicably.

He never thought of making his Ah Jin sad.

Feng Su felt his palms were a little wet.

Ji Jinrong said: "Because I felt very uncomfortable that night." He raised his head, opened his eyelashes slightly, and looked at Feng Su with his dark eyes, "Since I saw you brought back a boy about my age, I have been Very, very uncomfortable."

Feng Su's palm trembled.

Ji Jinrong said: "So I asked Pangpang to take me out to get some air." He paused, "I didn't expect to meet Tai Ming'an. We didn't say anything, we just participated in a big stomach king competition together, and I won the first place." Name, and I feel much better."

Feng Su shouted: "A Jin—"

Ji Jinrong didn't give Feng Su a chance to speak. He went on to say: "When I saw you after I came back, I still felt very sad. When I heard you say 'because he has no relatives', I felt even more sad." He put his arms around Feng Su's neck, "You look like Very close, actually the most guarded. I spent so many years not letting you let go of your guard, but Yu Ji did it all at once—so I thought, since you don’t like me—since you like others, then I I don't want you either!"

Feng Su hugged Ji Jinrong very lightly, as if afraid of waking up from a sweet dream. His voice was slightly astringent: "A Jin, don't lie to me."

Ji Jinrong let Feng Su hug him.

Rubbing his head against Feng Su's arms, he said, "I didn't lie to you."

At first he didn't understand what emotion it was, or he didn't dare to think deeply about what emotion it was.

In fact, if he hadn't heard Feng Su's breaking song, he would have gone far away with Sheng Baishuang, and had completely broken up with Feng Su—for one thing, he never wanted to suffer, and he would always avoid things that would make him lose control. And far away; secondly, thinking about it deeper, he would have a feeling of betraying the relationship between him and the stone.

Because the emotion of "possessiveness" is too subtle.

It may be a child's affection for a beloved object, or it may be another—

Ji Jinrong raised his head and asked earnestly, "Asu, you don't want to seize power, do you?"

Feng Su didn't speak.

How should he tell Ji Jinrong, he has such a crazy idea in his heart. He wants to seize power, wants to take away everything from Ji Jinrong, so that Ji Jinrong can only rely on him, only rely on him—

Feng Su stared fixedly at Ji Jinrong, his gaze was as deep as the sea.

Ji Jinrong suddenly remembered that he had seen such a look in his eyes.

At that time, he only felt that it was his own illusion. For a moment, he actually felt that Wei Tingjun, who was loyal to him, was a ferocious wolf that might pounce on him and bite his throat at any time.

That feeling just passed by in a flash, Wei Tingjun still abided by the etiquette of a monarch and minister every day, and guarded his door with his saber for countless nights.

Later in the other two worlds, Wei Tingjun never hid his feelings for him again.

So that "illusion" was finally explained.

It's because Wei Tingjun has that kind of thought for him!

But meeting such eyes again, Ji Jinrong found that something seemed different.

This kind of gaze is more turbulent and deeper than "that kind of liking", as if to eat up his soul before he can rest.

Ji Jinrong's heart was pounding, and he shouted, "A Su..."

Hearing Ji Jinrong's childish cry, Feng Su came back to his senses. He said: "No, I actually thought about it." Feng Su held Ji Jinrong in his arms, and said the deepest thoughts in his heart, "I want to take everything away from Ah Jin."

Ji Jinrong was stunned.

Feng Su said: "In that case, Ah Jin will only have me." He said seriously, "A Jin can only think about me, look at me, and only have me in his heart. This kind of thinking is terrible, right? ? I also feel terrible, Jin, do you think I have become a monster?"

Obviously his Ah Jin is only so young, and his Ah Jin has never seen the outside world, but he wants to break his wings and trap his feet, so that he can no longer stay half a step away, and can no longer devote himself to anything. human arms.

Feng Su said: "A terrible monster like me, A Jin, are you afraid?"

Ji Jinrong finally came to his senses.

"You're not a monster," he said.

It turned out that that look meant that.

It is this kind of possessive desire that is almost crazy and can never be expressed.

Ji Jinrong said: "Sometimes, I also think the same way."

Wanting to trap people around, wanting them to go nowhere like him, wanting—wanting not to be alone in the struggle between life and death. He dragged his sick body to read at night, but he wanted to learn more from the book, leaving behind one by one the people who just accidentally broke into the sick bed.

However, they always leave.

Some died, some went away, and some forgot him.

If he wasn't stuck on a sickbed, he could rescue them, help them, or question them.

But the days he can leave the sickbed are only three or two months a year, so what should he care about with them.

So he learned not to care.

As long as anyone shows the slightest intention to turn around and leave, he will preemptively let himself immediately forget about the other party.

As if this can no longer hurt.

Feng Su didn't believe him, so why did he ever trust Feng Su.

Ji Jinrong said, "Asu, let's eat together!"

Seeing Ji Jinrong's face brighten again, Feng Su felt inexplicably happy. He said: "You moved away so suddenly, Lao Liu has been very sad, if you stay for dinner, he will be happy." Feng Su's tone was as gentle as usual, as if those words just now did not come from his mouth the same.

Ji Jinrong didn't mention the conversation just now either.

There are some things Feng Su doesn't want to tell him yet, but sooner or later they will be truly open and honest.

Ji Jinrong blew a long whistle happily.

Pangpang flew down in response.

Ji Jinrong ordered Pangpang: "Help me and ask Uncle Liu to prepare our meals together!"

When Pang Pang heard the word "we", his golden pupils were stained with joy, he spun around them, and happily flew towards the kitchen.

Feng Su couldn't help but said, "Pang Pang is getting smarter."

Ji Jinrong said, "I think so too."

Soon, Uncle Liu personally followed the people to deliver the food. With a hearty smile on his face, he excitedly introduced his new dish to Ji Jinrong: "This snow pigeon was just delivered from the north, and it's very delicious when stewed. Ajin, try it!"

Ji Jinrong twitched his index finger, "Thank you Uncle Liu!"

Uncle Liu stood aside with a smile, watching Ji Jinrong enjoy his "creation", as if Ji Jinrong had never moved away.

Feng Su served a bowl for himself, and while watching Ji Jinrong tasted the stewed snow pigeon. The north is covered by ice and snow all the year round, and there are few birds. Only this snow pigeon was born and grew up in the ice and snow. Its feathers are as white as jade, and its bones are as thin as a cicada's wings, but it can still fly in the cold wind.

The speed of the snow pigeon is extremely fast, and no cultivator below the six-star powerhouse can catch it.

Uncle Liu loved adventures in his early years and knew where every ingredient was distributed. When he was middle-aged, he didn't want to run around anymore, so he wanted to find a place to settle down and study his cooking skills. Later he met Ji Jinrong, instantly fell in love with Ji Jinrong's sensitive taste buds, and followed Ji Jinrong back to the palace.

Since then, the places where many rare ingredients are located have become the training ground for "Beidou". For example, the newcomers who recently entered the "Beidou" were thrown into the snowy mountains and lurked for a whole month, just to catch the extremely fast and responsive snow pigeons!

It is said that the group of people who came back can lie motionless for ten days and ten nights under extremely harsh conditions, and they can also catch flying arrows shot by eight-star powerhouses with their bare hands-they all only have six-star strength at present!

Feng Su boasted: "Snow Pigeon tastes really good."

Although there are more effective training methods than this in the magic way, those methods are too cruel and painful. In contrast, grabbing ingredients sounds so warm and wonderful!

On the other side, Yu Ji finished his lunch by himself.

There was still class in the afternoon, so he was going to say goodbye to Feng Su. When he approached Feng Su's residence, he only heard Ji Jinrong's voice coming from inside: "If Ah Su likes it, you can get people to catch more!"

Yu Ji was dumbfounded.

Seeing from left and right, it was Yu Ji who came, and went in to report to Feng Su.

Yu Ji followed the people inside blankly, only to see Feng Su and Ji Jinrong sitting side by side.

Knowing that he was coming, Ji Jinrong looked at him. Feng Su stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of Ji Jinrong's mouth, his movements were delicate and gentle, revealing an intimacy he had never seen before.

There is no way to compare some things, and the facts will be cut open in front of your eyes as soon as you compare them. Feng Su and Ji Jinrong were indeed the closest, they were just having a fight during this period of time - now they are reconciled.

Yu Ji tried hard to squeeze out the intention of coming: "I, I'm going to class."

Feng Su said "Oh", and replied, "Go."

Yu Ji's eyes fell on Ji Jinrong.

Ji Jinrong said, "I'll go too!" He felt that the child was about to cry.

Yu Ji couldn't help but glared at him.

Ji Jinrong called Pang Pang, who was full of food and drink.

Pangpang knowingly became the size of a "double mount".

Yu Ji's eyes widened.

He has ridden Feng Su's Huoyinhu before, but Huoyinhu doesn't have the ability to grow bigger and smaller at will like Pangpang. At first he thought that Ji Jinrong raised two ugly birds, one big and one small!

Didn't realize it was the same one!

Ji Jinrong climbed onto Fatty's back, and vacated the front seat to greet Yu Ji: "Come up, it'll be fast this way! You'll be late if you walk!"

Yu Ji: "..."

Yu Ji glanced at Feng Su.

Feng Su's face turned dark.

Yu Ji didn't hesitate anymore, and climbed up the fat back with hands and feet.

Ji Jinrong blew a long whistle with a smile on his face, Pang Pang jumped up in response, and flew towards the blue sky.

Yu Ji was so frightened that his whole body tensed up, but he didn't want to show his timidity, and he did it straight, only his clenched hands revealed his nervousness.

Ji Jinrong didn't continue to scare him, but let Pangpang shuttle steadily through the clouds.

Yu Ji felt a little wet on his face. He felt that the clouds around him were very different from what he saw on the ground, and even the sunlight shining down from the clouds became extraordinarily beautiful.

Yu Ji looked at the golden sea of clouds, and was speechless for a long time.

When Pangpang slowly flew down, Yu Ji came back to his senses: "It's so beautiful."

Ji Jinrong said: "When Pangpang took me up there for the first time, I was stunned too." He happily stated his preference, "The top is so golden, it seems to be full of gold, it looks so old and valuable. ! So every time I’m in a bad mood, I’ll ask Pangpang to take me up there to have a look!”

Yu Ji: "..."

Why can this guy tell others that he is so greedy for money so generously? The golden sea of clouds is obviously so beautiful, yet he called it so vulgar!

Yu Ji was contemptuous, and felt his head was being rubbed.

Yu Ji stared at Ji Jinrong.

Ji Jinrong said, "Are you in a better mood after watching it?"

Yu Ji's eyes turned red instantly.

The guy turned out to be sharing his favorite things with him, trying to cheer him up. In the past, who would have cared whether he was in a good mood, whether he was happy or not

Yu Ji suppressed the sourness in his nose, and said firmly: "Don't rub my hair! It's not big or small! I'm your brother!"

Ji Jinrong smiled and shouted: "Yes, yes, brother Yu Ji."

This is quite precious labor, labor! We must take good care of this child so that it can thrive...

Then throw everything at him!

Simply perfect!

The author has something to say:

Your Majesty: Awesome! The perfect workforce has been found!

Yu Ji: I'm so touched, it feels so good to have a younger brother, suddenly I don't want to grab the position of king...

Your Majesty: ... Wake up! ! ! you wake up! ! ! Come grab it! ! !