"Your life? What kind of life do you want to live? To hook up with other men, or pretend to marry a wife and have children?"
He slammed forward and pressed Ling Yusheng on the bedpost, his voice hoarse, "Ling Yusheng, don't dream. You are born to like men, how can women satisfy you? You said that your little junior sister, if you know, Would she still be willing to marry you the way you were under me back then?"
"Shut up! Shut up!!" Ling Yusheng grabbed Ouyang Qing by the collar, furious, "Ouyang Qing, I warn you, you can insult me, but you can't insult my brothers and sisters. I like men, So what? But even if I like men, I will never fall in love with you again. Get lost!!"
Ouyang Qing's eyes were red, staring at Ling Yusheng's handsome face full of killing intent.
What came to mind was the young man in fresh clothes and angry horse, carefree and reckless by his side.
At that time, as long as he turned around, he could meet those clear and focused eyes.
Seeing those eyes, Ouyang Qing felt as if she was the whole world of that boy.
He likes to spoil and protect this younger brother.
Watching him show a wanton and free and easy smile, I feel that my whole heart is filled.
But now, the young man who loved him wholeheartedly and only focused on him had disappeared.
Ouyang Qing's voice was hoarse, as if it would break at any moment, "Xiao Sheng, do you want to kill me for the sake of others?"
Facing the man's red eyes, Ling Yusheng felt his heart was pulled by something.
But soon, he restrained all his emotions.
Looking at Ouyang Qing coldly, "I said before, I just want to never meet Master Ouyang again. As long as Master Ouyang doesn't come to provoke our Xiaoyaomen, don't humiliate my brothers and sisters, naturally you and I will have nothing to do with each other."
"It's nothing to do with a good sentence!" Ouyang Qing sneered, "I think you have found a man you want to seduce again, so you are in a hurry to get rid of me! Ling Yusheng, why are you so mean? Do you have no men? You Can't survive?!"
Snapped! !
Ling Yusheng slapped Ouyang Qing's face hard, his body trembling uncontrollably.
"Ouyang Qing, I'm mean. But no matter how mean I am, it has nothing to do with you, Master Ouyang."
"Aren't you going? Then let me go!!"
Ling Yusheng suddenly turned around and strode out of the room. When he walked out the door, tears could no longer hold back his eyes.
He hated Ouyang Qing, even though his feelings made him hate him deeply, but after so many years, why did he still humiliate himself over and over again
But he hated himself even more, obviously Ouyang Qing treated him like that, why? Why... Just because of Ouyang Qing's few words and one look, his heart still hurts so much.
Desperate to die!
"Xiao Sheng!!" Ouyang Qing regretted the words as soon as she uttered them.
But just after chasing him out, Ling Yusheng's figure had long since disappeared without a trace.
With Ling Yusheng's speed, if he really wanted to escape, few people below the Nascent Soul Stage could catch him.
Ouyang Qing punched hard on the wooden door.
The originally solid wooden door instantly shattered into powder.
…
Muyan sat on a high rockery, looked at the direction where Ouyang Qing and fifth senior brother left from a distance, and touched her chin thoughtfully.
The moonlight shone on her clean and jade-like face, and the evening breeze gently brushed her hair, revealing a poetic and picturesque face.