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In spring and bright scenery, with gentle breeze blowing, from Sanshi Mountain, a young man in black walked leisurely.
The young man was none other than Lu Shenxing, who was almost forgotten by the system.
He fiddled with the void between the pine trees on the left and right sides for a few times, and a stone staircase was exposed, layered on top of each other, and the end could not be seen at a glance.
Ningxiang's eyes widened, how could the young master break the formation of Youlong Castle? Isn’t it said that this formation is extremely terrifying? Seeing how casual the young master is...
"Stop being stupid."
Lu Shenxing stepped onto the stone steps.
Less than halfway through, beads of sweat appeared on the tip of Ningxiang's nose. She put her hands on her knees and gasped, "Sir, will using Qinggong really trigger the mechanism?"
"Fake." Lu Shenxing walked briskly.
Ningxiang was speechless and choked.
Stopping, Lu Shenxing stood up straight and said, "Here we come."
Just as Ningxiang was about to ask what was coming, she saw a tall man with a peerless face, as pure as snow, but the bright red wedding dress was so evil.
After knowing the identity of the visitor, she nervously put on a defensive posture, but found that the man was always looking at the boy beside her. The coldness in his eyes dissipated and was replaced by another extremely subtle emotion, which was close to excitement and heat.
For two years, Hua Bo repeated Shen Cheng's name in his ears, and Lu Shenxing was forced to recognize the fact that he did not regard Shen Cheng as the master of the castle, and the other party did not just treat him as a servant.
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"I'm back."
"Um."
Simple and direct dialogue, familiar tone.
Ningxiang relaxed her tense body and secretly put back the Bai Ling knife hidden in her fingers. She suddenly understood what Uncle Hua refused to tell her.
The sun is gradually setting in the west, and red lanterns are hung inside and outside Youlong Fort, with the word "happy" pasted on them, and there is a strong sense of joy everywhere.
Everyone smiled at Lu Shenxing, and their eager eyes made him feel scared.
Passing through the winding corridor, there was a specially prepared auditorium. Liuhuo Weiyang and others stood on the left and right, all looking at the young man standing side by side with the castle owner.
The auditorium, the groom, everything is provided, only the bride is missing.
Leng Buding had an extremely bad premonition, so Lu Shenxing turned around and ran away, but before he could escape, the acupuncture point was sealed with one hand.
Ningxiang is stuck in place, to save or not to save? She bit her lip, as if it didn't make any difference. Looking at the man's gaze, the young master couldn't avoid it today.
"Mr...Mr., you are going to be a bride."
These words were like turning on some switch, and a large wave of congratulations came towards Lu Shenxing, and he was like a thunderbolt.
Liu Huo laughed loudly and said, "Xiao Shiyi, I haven't seen you in two years, you have grown taller."
The facial muscles twitched, Lu Shenxing's expression turned extremely ugly, and his eyes turned into countless flying knives that were as sharp as clay and shot towards Shen Cheng's face.
A maid came over with a wooden tray and said, "Master of the castle."
While everyone was stunned, Shen Cheng picked up the wedding clothes stacked on top and put it on Lu Shenxing. He gently placed his long black hair behind his shoulders and tied it up with a red hairband.
The loose red clothes accentuated the young man's slender figure, and his long eyes were filled with dark clouds, filled with terrifying anger.
Ningxiang hid aside and murmured, "Young Master is so beautiful—"
Suddenly, a sharp gaze came towards her, and the color on her face faded. She quickly looked away, lowered her head, and remained silent.
A piece of red cloth was draped over his head, and the veins on Lu Shenxing's forehead popped out, leaving only color in his vision.
"The auspicious time has come -" the eldest hall leader raised his neck excitedly and shouted, "The bride and groom are invited!"
Amidst the sound of beating music, Shen Cheng picked up Lu Shenxing and walked into the auditorium, his red clothes bumping and swaying in the wind.
What happened after that was a wonderful drama. Lu Shenxing, who was a person with a phobia about marriage, actually got married in the endless congratulations.
Everyone in Youlong Castle knelt down and shouted in unison, "Congratulations, Master! Congratulations, Madam!"
Wei Yang said respectfully, "I wish the castle master and his wife will always be together."
Shen Cheng nodded, "Reward."
Liuhuo also came forward to ask for the reward, "I wish the Lord and his wife a happy son soon and a happy marriage."
The atmosphere suddenly changed. Everyone present looked at each other and looked away, trying to reduce their sense of presence for fear of being implicated.
He said the wrong thing, Liu Huo touched his nose in embarrassment, "I'm going to receive my punishment right now."
"It's just this time." After saying this, Shen Cheng hugged Lu Shenxing and disappeared from the place.
Everyone left behind was surprised, the castle master had really changed.
In the green bamboo garden, every plant and tree is still the same as before, except that there is an extra peach tree, shining with its flowers.
The bedroom was illuminated by red light, and a large red silk bed curtain hung above the bed, embroidered with dragon and phoenix double happiness, lifelike. Many dates, peanuts, longan, and lotus seeds were sprinkled on the couch, and a corner of the wedding quilt was a piece of white cloth.
Shen Cheng fed Lu Shenxing to drink the Hexin wine, and its mellow and sweet flavor spread in the air.
The moment the acupuncture points were unlocked, Lu Shenxing jumped on Shen Cheng and clamped his hands and feet. The emotion brought about by anger made his face look very scary, "Are you crazy?"
Shen Cheng's thin lips curled into an arc, which was different from his usual coldness and contained an imperceptible indulgence.
As long as he lives for a day, he will put this child under his nose, and he wants to worship heaven and earth with him and die in the same hole. That kind of thought is too strong, so strong that it seems to be a regret left in his previous life. In this life, he wants to do it even at all costs. As wished.
Unable to beat him or scold him, Lu Shenxing suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette. He kicked the bed irritably, and the mechanical sound that had disappeared for two years came into his mind without warning.
"Ding, congratulations Mr. Lu."
As if a layer of cold water had been poured on him, Lu Shenxing's body was extinguished. The matter that had been bothering him for two years was brought out and placed in front of him, and he was eager to know the result.
"Show me your feet."
Faced with this strange and unreasonable request, Shen Cheng just raised his eyebrows slightly.
Lu Shenxing held Shen Cheng's ankle in his hand, caressing it inch by inch along the arc, thoughtfully.
Shen Cheng's eyes were half closed, and his breathing was becoming chaotic at a terrifying speed.
A layer of darkness slowly crept up between his brows and eyes. When his ankles were released, the fiery temperature disappeared, and he felt a little disappointed.
Lu Shenxing wiped his face fiercely, and his eyes stopped on Shen Cheng's pursed lips. He couldn't explain the unexplained meaning, which instantly confused his thinking.
Two seconds later, Lu Shenxing grabbed Shen Cheng's collar and forcibly pulled him closer.
Shen Cheng was forced to lower his head, and there was a pain on his lip. His lowered eyes showed unconcealable shock, confusion, and unconscious memories and fascination.
From the probing of lips and tongue to the deep grinding and heavy inhalation, the tight and seamless combination, Lu Shenxing kept looking at Shen Cheng, his eyes dancing with blazing flames.
It felt wonderful, yet equally familiar and unmistakable.
Shen Cheng's chest was rising and falling, and he was breathing slightly. Ever since he mastered the Po Feng Jue, he could control his desires at will, and was gradually forgotten. He couldn't remember how long it had been.
His body was screaming like crazy, empty, longing, and hot, but his expression was indifferent, "Why do you do this?"
At a young age, Lu Shenxing's reaction was even greater. He took a deep breath and tugged on his red shirt. The meaning was clear.
Shen Cheng was silent. Although this answer was not what he wanted, it still made him happy.
The two looked at each other, their breaths were tainted with each other's scent, and the surrounding atmosphere was quietly tainted with ambiguity.
Lu Shenxing squinted his eyes. An inch away, the man in red lying underneath him had an aloof look that was repulsive to others. From his hair to his toes, he exuded an aura of abstinence. However, his clothes were disheveled and his cheeks were tangled. There was a hint of blush, the corners of his eyes were moist, and his lips were shiny.
A fatal temptation.
I don't know if it was because of the wine, but Lu Shenxing became even harder. He swallowed his saliva, whispered in Shen Cheng's ear, and asked in a voice that sounded like he was telling a ghost story, "Have you heard of 222?"
Shen Cheng shook his head, "No."
"000? 111? 333? Or something like this?" Lu Shenxing's voice was even lower, and he asked with an expression as if a ghost had arrived, "Do you know the system?"
Shen Cheng was confused, "I don't know."
Lu Shenxing's scrutinizing eyes instantly turned to Shen Cheng. After a moment, he frowned. He was conscious, not crazy or stupid, and could not be confused.
"Show me your back garden."
Shen Cheng didn't know why. When the hem of his clothes was lifted, the roots of his ears hidden in his hair turned red. He frowned slightly due to discomfort and traces of pain.
Perhaps he felt that the candlelight was an eyesore, or he felt uncomfortable, so Shen Cheng waved his sleeves and Lu Shenxing, who was slapped several times, reflexively avoided it.
“…”
"Don't be afraid." Shen Cheng raised his hand and put it on Lu Shenxing's back, caressing him up and down, with a calm posture of "I won't move, you can do whatever you want."
Lu Shenxing twitched his mouth, acting as if he was the one who touched the door.
The red candles went out, the bed curtains hung down, and the peanuts and red dates on the couch were all rolled into the corners. Shen Cheng closed his eyes, and his breathing was controlled very lightly. There was a vague illusion that he had experienced before.
"found it."
Lu Shenxing reached out to touch it and measured the diameter with one finger.
It's smaller than the door at Xin Liang's house.
After the examination, the guess was confirmed. The past events were vivid in his mind. It was so painful that Lu Shenxing's balls softened. He sneered twice without looking back, "I'll go sleep next door."