The darkening night shrouded the Prime Minister's Mansion in darkness, just spring, the weather has not yet warmed up, the cold and pale moonlight is reflected in a scarlet plum forest, people can't help but rise a little cold.

The closed door was quietly pushed open a crack, and a thin figure was projected on the bluestone, slowly elongating.

Ji Xiamo was dressed in a black casual clothes, with a cat waist, sneaking under Merlin, with a pair of black eyes, flickering left and right, like a mouse stealing food, making people laugh.

"Jin~~Brother~~" Ji Xiamo put one hand to his mouth, suppressed his voice, and called in a low voice.

"Brother Jin, are you there? Brother Jin......" The suppressed voice echoed in the intricate merlin, Jin Wuji held the sword, standing on the roof, the indifferent black, deep and cold eyes, the smile flashed.

The moon gradually disappeared behind the dark clouds, and the earth fell into darkness, Ji Xia Mo slowed down his movements, stretched out his two hands and groped his way forward cautiously.

Suddenly, Ji Xiamo didn't know what he was stepping on, and the whole person 'chirped', and rushed forward, looking at the angle, his face must have hit the ground first.

Jin Wuji's eyes lit up, he jumped off the roof, landed beside Ji Xiamo, and hooked Ji Xiamo's waist with one hand.

"Ah......" The sudden appearance of the hand made Ji Xiamo scream, but before he could call out, the slender hand that had been slender quickly covered his mouth, and the whole person was pressed against a hard chest......

"Hmm." Ji Xiamo struggled and shook his head, the breath in his ears gave him goosebumps.

"Shut up." A low, cold voice came from overhead, with a magnetic and steady feeling that made people feel very grounded.

"......" Ji Xiamo blinked, stretched out his tongue tentatively, and unexpectedly licked the thin cocoon that made him particularly familiar, which could only be accumulated after holding the sword for a long time.

Jin Wuji's body stiffened, quickly pushed Ji Xia Mo away, took two steps back, the residual warmth in his palm made his face a little hot, fortunately he was in the dark, but Jin Wuji's breathing was obviously a little heavier, indicating his fluctuating feelings.

"Brother Jin." Ji Xia Mo rubbed it up, and grinned and glued Jin Wuji's sleeve again.

Jin Wuji wanted to withdraw his sleeves, but after looking at the darkness around him, his stiff arms slowly loosened again.

"Brother Jin, are you free?"

"What's the matter?" The unsmiling face did not change in the slightest because of Ji Xiamo's flattery.

"In this dark and windy night, when people are killing and setting fires, let the two of us have a romantic date?" Ji Xia Mo grinned, not in shape.

"......" Jin Wuji straightly withdrew his sleeves, turned around and left.

"Oops! Brother Jin! Brother Jin! I'll tease you. Seeing that Jin Wuji was angry, Ji Xiamo hurriedly entangled him again. What a thin-skinned piece of wood.

"Take me out, quietly." When it came to business, Ji Xiamo's face was a little stricter.

"What ...... "Jin Wou-ki" do. ”

"Night exploration is like a dream."

In the darkness, a black figure jumped nimbly over the towering pavilion, its agile and light movements and galloping speed were impossible to capture.

Ji Xiamo was lying on Jin Wuji's back, the whistling wind blowing on his face, and it hurt hotly. Ji Xiamo's hand holding Jin Wuji tightened slightly, burying his face in Jin Wuji's good-smelling clothes.

Ji Xiamo's breath penetrated his clothes and sprinkled on his body, making Jin Wuji feel the scorching intent, and his body couldn't help but stiffen.

"It's good to have light work." Ji Xiamo shook his head and sighed, and said, "Brother Jin, can you teach me light skills?" ”

In the face of Ji Xiamo's accosting, Jin Wuji still kept his face strained, ignoring and listening, and his speed remained the same.

"Brother Jin, don't be so stingy." Ji Xiamo hooked Jin Wuji's neck and smiled with a sly face. "I'm very honest."

"Brother Jin? Brother Jin? Jin~~Brother~~~~"

"It's too bitter, you can't stand it." Perhaps annoyed by Ji Xiamo's quarrel, Jin Wuji spoke softly. Perhaps to prove what he said, Jin Wuji's hand pinched Ji Xiamo's slender leg, as if he would crush it with a little force.

"Brother Jin, you take advantage of me." Ji Xia Mo shrank his legs and said quietly.

"......" Jin Wouji

"Oops! Brother Jin, I'm joking, don't let go. Seeing that Jin Wuji was about to let go, looking at the ground dozens of meters away, Ji Xiamo screamed in fright, and hurriedly hugged Jin Wuji.

Looking at Ji Xiamo who was shouting, Jin Wuji was silent, but the corners of his mouth hooked without leaving a trace.

"Brother Jin, how long did it take you to refine such a good light skill?" Ji Xiamo, who was frightened, didn't dare to talk about it anymore, and quickly changed the topic.

"Twenty years."

"......" Ji Xia Mo

"Brother Jin, I think actually, it's enough to have you, you will protect me, right?"

“…… Kindness. In Ji Xiamo's expectant gaze, Jin Wuji nodded slightly in surprise and replied imperceptibly.

"Brother Jin! You are a great guy and I love you!! "It's a fat, thick thigh, you must hold it firmly.

"......" Jin Wouji

As always, the Dream Pavilion is lively, laughing, lightly annoying, full of absurd and extravagant plays, and teaching people to be drunk and dreaming of death, but to forget joy, anger, sorrow, and red dust.

"Brother Jin, let's go through the window." Looking at the bustling crowd downstairs, Ji Xiamo pondered for a moment, and took out two masks from his pocket, one on his face and the other for Jin Wuji.

The soft and slender fingers swept through the base of the ear, and the touch like a daughter made Jin Wouji's body stunned, but it was fleeting, and he regained his previous unsmiling smile.

Jin Wuji waited for Ji Xiamo to fiddle with it, his body was light, and he carried Ji Xiamo and the two of them towards the backyard of Rumeng Pavilion.

Jin Wuji and Ji Xiamo stopped at a tree, and compared to the front door, this side was much cleaner.

Ji Xiamo let go of Jin Wuji and brushed aside the branches in front of him, and among the rows of brightly lit red window boudoirs, there was only one room that was dark, and he was quiet in it, out of place.

"Brother Jin, do you see it? That's Xuemei's room, I need you to help me get in. Ji Xia Mo was angry and gestured.

Jin Wuji glanced at what Ji Xiamo was pointing at, put one hand around Ji Xiamo's waist, pressed the top of his foot against the tree trunk, and flew towards Xuemei's room.

Coming to Xuemei's window, Jin Wuji stretched out his hand and clasped the eaves with one finger and looked at Ji Xiamo. Ji Xia Mo understood, and quickly stretched out his hands to push the window open, and Jin Wuji turned over and entered the room.

When Jin Wuji landed, Ji Xiamo hurriedly left Jin Wuji's arms and closed the window again.

"The window I left when I left during the day today." Ji Xia Mo turned around and saw Jin Wuji staring at him, so he explained.

Jin Wuji retracted his gaze, turned around and walked to the door of the room and stood still, vigilant to look around.

Ji Xiamo just wanted to open his mouth to support Jin Wuji, but his eyes circled, but he didn't see Xuemei's ghost, and he swallowed back the words when he came to his mouth, frowning slightly.

Jin Wuji slowed down his movements and inspected every corner of the house, but not to mention Xuemei's ghost, he didn't even see a trace of resentment.

According to Yin Su, the soul of a person after death often stays in the place where he has the deepest resentment before his death, Xuemei was killed in the room, even if she already had the heart of death, but she was strangled to death, it is impossible to have no resentment at all, so why......

Jin Wuji stood at the door, looking at Ji Xiamo, who was half-squatting at a table, his brows furrowed for a long time, he was silent for a moment, and still stepped forward.

"What are you looking for?"

"Huh?" Jin Wuji's sudden opening startled Ji Xiamo, Ji Xiamo grinned and stood up.

"It's nothing, maybe I was thinking wrong."

Xu is squatting for a long time, Ji Xiamo suddenly got up, and felt that his head was turning in circles, his eyes were dark, and his hands were propped up on the table beside him.

"Be careful." Jin Wuji took a step forward and hugged Ji Xiamo's shoulder with one hand.

"Thank you......"

An ambiguous murmur came from the next room, mixed with the sound of an unknown collision.

Ji Xiamo froze, and Jin Wuji froze.

The silence in the empty and deserted room seemed to be only the sound of each other's breathing, and the darkness hid the expressions of the two at this time, perhaps it was because they were in the darkness that people couldn't help but want to think about something else.

The movement in the next room became louder and louder, and the originally suppressed moaning gradually turned into a loud shout, which made people blush and heartbeat.

Both of them were breathing a little heavily, and Jin Wuji's hand holding Ji Xiamo's shoulder felt a little hot, not loose, not loose.

Ji Xiamo silently glanced at Jin Wuji's side face in the dark, and wanted to give Jin Wuji a non-formal smile as usual, but after grinning for a long time, he almost cramped his face, which looked extremely funny.

The restlessness in Jin Wuji's heart dissipated, and a smile that was not obvious crossed his dark eyes, but in this darkness, Ji Xiamo couldn't see Jin Wuji's expression, and Jin Wuji's silence made Ji Xiamo feel a little nervous.

"That, Brother Jin, don't you feel hot?" Ji Xia Mo touched his nose and moved his shoulder that was hugged by Jin Wuji.

"It's not hot." Yan Sù's voice made Ji Xia Mo want to scrape his ears.

'My filthy heart~~~~~'

"Ahem!" Ji Xia Mo coughed dryly, carefully broke away from Jin Wuji's hand, turned around, and walked towards the door with an expressionless face.

"What are you going to do?" Jin Wuji took two steps forward and clasped Ji Xiamo's shoulder with one hand.

"I'll go to the next room and let them be quiet."

"Nonsense!" Jin Wouji's face darkened a little.

"What people!!" Loud shouts came from outside the door, followed by a chaotic footsteps.

'Oh no! Ji Xiamo's face changed, and the secret way was not good.

Jin Wuji's face sank, he held Ji Xiamo's waist with one hand, flew out of the window, and walked out of the room.

Immediately after, Xuemei's room was violently slammed open.

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