Would You Like to Have a Drink

The temperature of his fingers was too hot, and without any preparation, he tore open the dry wound, forcing it to endure healing.

This was a punishment.

The crown prince in white frowned subconsciously, sighed in his heart, and finally relaxed himself and chose to indulge. The slightly cold hand wrapped around the other’s shoulder, even more open, for the first time to cater to this bad-tempered stinky junior brother.

Such a silent acquiescence was like a plea.

Begging the abuser to exchange for a little insignificant pity.

Suddenly, the raging anger just now suddenly became silent.

Yu Beizhou just wanted to sigh.

It had to be said that Zong Luo really had him in his grip. It really was one thing to overcome another, a destined nemesis.

No matter how much anger remained, he could not possibly do anything to the person he holds dear in his heart. The fear and apprehension along the way, braving the wind and rain, in the end, was nothing more than thunder and small raindrops, only able to express his dissatisfaction in this way.

“If you can’t remember it in your heart, let your body remember it.”

Yu Beizhou smiled casually, the smile never reaching the bottom of his eyes. “What do you think, Senior brother?”

Even though he was saying extremely cruel words, he slowed down insincerely.

Those who died at the hands of King Beining in the past probably couldn’t imagine that this jade-faced Asura, a man with a heart as cold and hard as iron, would also have such a side.

The noble crown prince leaned in the arms of the young man in red, said nothing, silently endured this unbearable punishment, gasping slightly, physiological tears seeping from the corners of his eyes.

Yu Beizhou did not touch him.

Their clothes were all very intact and decent.

If someone were to lift the curtain, they would not find the high and mighty crown prince being bullied recklessly by a finger.

Drops of sweat fell from his forehead, spreading on the bedding. The young man in red pursed his lips, his expression gloomy that it almost looked like he was leading the army to the most sticky battle, his beautiful eyebrows twisted high, his pupils deep and bottomless.

Even if the Tai’A sword was heated to the extreme, the sword body that had not been forged and sheathed in time after quenching was stretched to the point of explosion, the veins on the back of his hand bulged one by one. To the point where even the person who was not clear-headed and was being punished could perceive it.

But from beginning to end, Yu Beizhou did not touch him anywhere other than his hand.

Not even a kiss. Only the marks on the neck and jaw, biting, pain.

Cruel and filled with anger. Just as he said, to make Zong Luo remember completely.

In these days, Yu Beizhou has completely figured out the structure of his Senior brother’s parts.

To be fair, although it was not very comfortable at first, with Zong Luo’s silent indulgence, even if his face was still terribly gloomy, the tense atmosphere finally melted like spring rain.

Gradually afterwards, the speed of the sword slowed down, no longer drawing blood with every move, but instead pointing directly at the vital points with every sword.

The heavy rain that was thundering just now had lessened.

Drizzling, the light rain took advantage of the night to fall into the green grassland, turning over the salty and fishy soil, making a gurgling sound.

Behind the curtain, these raindrops also wetted the very good-looking, distinct knuckles of the King of Beining’s hand.

They trickled down the slender knuckles, fell into the valley where the palm lines intersected, soaked into a wet patch, reflecting a hazy light.

And it continued.

When the rain was about to end, the crown prince in white finally couldn’t hold it back, stepped forward and tightened Yu Beizhou’s neck, raised his head and kissed him comfortingly.

This kiss was like a switch.

The devouring beast tore apart the silence and fear, and kissed back viciously.

Kissing until Zong Luo could no longer breathe, convulsed and trembled, curled up his toes almost in collapse, and a pitiful whimper leaked from his throat, the young man in red slowly withdrew his hand.

In the silent curtain of rain, Zong Luo’s lost gaze slowly returned to normal.

After a long time, he spoke softly, “I’m sorry, it’s my fault. It won’t happen again.”

Indeed, he was the one at fault first in this matter.

Although it wasn’t common in ancient times, in the heart of Zong Luo, a transmigrator, after their hearts connected, Yu Beizhou became his legitimate boyfriend.

In modern times, when you’re in a relationship and something big happens at home, you should tell your partner. This is the most basic respect and responsibility for the relationship.

Thinking about how Yu Beizhou had previously hidden things, even though Zong Luo knew it was for his own good, he was still furious, feeling that this person was stubborn and disrespectful. He lectured Yu Beizhou, and then he himself did the same thing. Zong Luo admitted that he had indeed been inconsiderate because of that secret letter, and had acted rashly.

Just like Yu Beizhou could honestly admit his mistakes and try his best to win his forgiveness, Zong Luo also had nothing to stubbornly refuse to admit his mistakes. Feelings were mutual, there’s no reason he should be aloof.

Yu Beizhou didn’t say anything.

But from the moment he barged into the tent, his cold face finally relaxed, no longer wearing that insincere smile.

He still didn’t touch him. Instead, he reached out to clean up the messy scene, tidied up the clothes on the white-clothed prince, tucked in the quilt corners, skillfully crawled in, and held the person in his arms.

The familiar scent that only Yu Beizhou could detect filled his arms.

An incomparable sense of security slightly soothed the scars left over from the previous life.

“Already tired, go to sleep. We have to hurry on the road tomorrow.”

In the darkness, Yu Beizhou gently held Zong Luo’s fingers, intertwining their fingers.

The latter nodded, kissed his cheek, and fell asleep tiredly.

In the silence of everything, only a pair of eyes were still tracing the outline of the other person in their arms.

Until dawn broke in the east, and daylight arrived.