The ground is dotted with light and shadow, and every inch is cracked.

The dark room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol and fish.

The acupuncture points on Ye Mu Shen's body were finally unlocked.

He lay on the couch, pursed his lips and said nothing, his eyes dark.

Even if the temperament of the smiling and arrogant master is obvious to all, he will not be so humble as to be bullied and have a hippie smile.

Even if that person is the beauty he fancies.

Hugging and being hugged are two different things.

The Tsundere Hall Master thought disheartenedly that he was so frustrated, not only because the counterattack failed—but also because Ling Shang clicked on his acupoint to succeed and win.

But when it was really investigated, what made Ye Mushen feel the most chilling was Ling Shang's actions full of hatred towards him.

Although this time I won't be knocked out in pain, it is really uncomfortable.

Ye Mushen can be sure that Ling Shang is not drunk. But he was as rough as a madman, as if he were just a tool.

Ling Shang crouched on Ye Mu Shen's back, his fingertips lazily running over his jaw, without any warmth, "Ye Mu Shen, this is all your own fault." ”

After saying that, Ling Shang got up neatly, "Aren't you leaving?" Master Taifu is still waiting for you. ”

"Ling Shang, you hate me so much?" Ye Mushen turned down decadently and stood in front of Ling Shang, "Just because I threatened you with Qingfeng Zhai?" Or is it because I was in the ink pool last time......"

He turned gloomy, "If you really hate me, why do you agree to be my friend?" Why should you tolerate me? Why bother ...... with me?"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Mushen was attracted by the blood lotus on Ling Shang's chest again.

It is a blood-colored lotus sigil the size of a thumb.

In the dark room where the light is not very bright, the blood lotus in Ling Shang's heart is particularly bewitching and ghostly, lifelike, but the shape is the same as the ink lotus behind Ling Shang......

Ye Mu Shen leaned in to see Mo Lian on Ling Shang's back shoulder—sure enough, Ling Shang's back was so flawless that it didn't have the slightest embellishment.

Take a closer look at Ling Shang's face: the demon's face is cold and distant, without a trace of blood; The cloudy eyes were covered with a faint purple mist; The thin and cool lips were even paler.

"What's going on? What did Yanagi just do? Ye Mushen pointed to Ling Shang's chest and suddenly asked, "So, he didn't eat your tofu just now, he was ......."

"It's none of your business." Ling Shang turned his face away and interrupted casually, "Night Hall Master, if you interfere in my affairs again, I can't guarantee that you will always be fine. ”

So...... Ling Shang didn't let Ye Mushen interfere in his grievances with Liu Shengming, in order to protect him?

The resentment in Ye Mushen's heart dissipated in a blink of an eye.

Beauty is still beauty.

Turning on a horse and seducing him, it won't be too difficult to lock his heart, right?

It's just that the tsundere hall master still has a relationship with Ling Shang's bad indulgence not long ago.

Who would have thought that this beauty would turn into a beast when she reached the top.

After gluttony, he became a thin lover again.

"Ling Shang, I'm not a nosy person—but no one can stop me from interfering in what I want to do, Master." Ye Mushen laughed tiredly, "You and I have done everything that should and shouldn't be done, why do you always say things that have nothing to do with me?" ”

Ling Shang stared into Ye Mushen's eyes, and his tone was cold, "What should not be?" But they are all iniquities. ”

His frowning appearance is tempting to see, but his words are also chilling to hear.

Ye Mushen laughed self-deprecatingly, "Evil...... I see. ”

Ling Shang didn't want to get entangled with Ye Mushen anymore, "Let's go." Don't you want to get to know Yubun-sama well? ”

"......" Ye Mushen pointed at the broken cloth on the ground, his throat dry, "Let's clean up here first, so as not to be seen." ”

"Then you can clean it up." Ling Shang's expression was solemn, his aura was weak, and the blood lotus on his chest was dazzlingly red.

He put on his red robe in twos and threes, and when he arrived at the door, he wanted to open the door.

"Are you okay like this? I'll let Lu Qian send you. Ye Mu Shen called him affectionately.

His mouth was full of bitterness - the reason why Ling Shang wanted Mochi and Mixiang to heal himself was because of Liu Shengming, right?

"Not necessarily."

A cold wind poured in. It was late at night.