He and It

"You laughed...I remember you...laughing...laughing..."

He babbled greedily, his nine eyes frozen, staring at the smile of "Liu Fuguang". Everything seems to have pressed the pause button, time has stopped, and the people who are performing the joys and sorrows of separation and separation in the dream naturally also stopped.

Yan Huan - to be precise, it is the Dragon God Yan Huan, coiled around his long body, tightly holding the Dragon Palace in the dream like a treasure in his palm.

Compared with his current state, the majestic and undulating Dragon Palace was indeed no different from an exquisite pocket-sized bead.

He is the flood of flesh and blood of evil, a vast reproduction that has lost its restraints. The appearance and attitude of the god can no longer be described in words.

Surrounding the nine gigantic eyeballs, countless dark tentacles spread and overflowed, like billions of dancing nerves and blood vessels, forming the muscles, scales and toes of the vast dragon god. Only the position of the heart was damaged. A huge hole.

Every inch of space he passed through was filled with air waves as hot as magma rolling up. At the same time, the ground exploded with dense piles of stumps, swaying spines, and disorderly and chaotic organs. , merged together indistinguishably, and soon began to emit steam, melting into a pulp-colored sea, rolling and holding up the body of the Dragon God.

Deformation is evil, distortion is evil, and uncontrolled growth is evil. He was in the time and space of a dream, and instantly turned this place into an absurd and extremely evil purgatory.

"Fu Guang, Fu Guang..." Because He couldn't enter for a long time, He whimpered and called the savior's name eagerly, "Let me in, I want, I want... to touch, let me get closer... Fu Guang ,you……"

It was as if ten thousand mouths were speaking at the same time. Indistinct words poured down from the Dragon God's mouth, so that people could only capture and recognize a few fragments. He begged for a long time, and his numb and confused mind seemed to come up with a solution.

A gap opened in the nine eyes blocked by the door, and a thinner tentacle swam out of it. It immediately broke and fell to the ground, turning into a dark human form. This finally relieved the Dragon God's thirsty state a little.

Time begins to flow again.

It no longer mattered what Yan Huan answered in the dream. As a part of the Dragon God, the dark human figure instantly passed through all obstacles and came to Liu Fuguang's side.

This is the dream of the Dragon God. As many times as he has dreamed about past events, he has created as many such dream worlds as possible. The human figure didn't dare to get too close, let alone stay too far away, like a man who was about to freeze to death, carefully opening his arms to embrace a warm fire.

In any case, the complexity of married life far exceeded Yan Huan's expectations.

He never thought that there would be another Taoist monk in his life who would share time and space with him, who was completely different from him and completely troublesome.

He couldn't beat or scold Liu Fuguang because he couldn't find a reason or why he couldn't do it; he couldn't use sensual means to have some fun with him, because when he got close to him or was touched by him, he couldn't do it. , my body felt so hot that it hurt, and it was very uncomfortable.

Could it be a magic treasure or a trick done by an immortal? Yan Huan was deeply suspicious, but could not find any evidence. After pondering and probing for a long time, he could not solve this unsolved mystery, so he had to attribute the reason to Liu Fuguang's special constitution and being a little freak.

...However, the little freak is still quite cute.

After spending half a year with him, Yan Huan had already seen that on the surface, Liu Fuguang was a well-educated prince, a courteous, kind and gentle gentleman, but in private he was very casual and lazy. He not only liked to read a lot of records. Miscellaneous books about rural anecdotes prefer to be rolled up into a ball without any image, huddled in beds and quilts and peeked at.

Several times, Yan Huan saw a bulging quilt on the bed that exuded a happy atmosphere. Upon closer inspection, he found that the quilt was twisting and turning happily from time to time... The first time he encountered it, he also He thought Liu Fuguang was practicing some shady evil skills inside, but when he opened it, he saw that there was only one person, a book, and a small night lamp.

"……What are you doing?"

Faced with Liu Fuguang's panicked voice of "Oh!", his skillful movements of hastily stuffing the book under the pillow, and his nervous smile, Yan Huan really didn't know what expression to make... I thought you were practicing killing people inside. The evil skill of sucking blood, or planning some sinister plan, or even stealing people behind my back, what is the result? Just cover yourself with a quilt and peek at a few old and childish books. Is it necessary to pretend to be shameful?

"Hehe," Liu Fuguang raised his face and smiled sheepishly, "You're here..."

Yan Huan was really speechless.

He is well aware of the complex nature of people's hearts, and the complexity and depth of human nature can often lead to bizarre cases that leave him speechless. However, the feeling of being speechless and choked at the moment is very different from the past.

His lips twitched, not knowing what to say.

"...Why don't you just read a crappy book," Yan Huan said in disgust after holding it in for a long time, "Why do you look so guilty of committing a crime?"

Liu Fuguang immediately opened his eyes wide: "Take it back."

"Take back what?"

"Withdraw the 'broken book' comment!"

Yan Huan smiled coldly: "I won't accept it, what can you do to me..."

Halfway through saying "Hey", Liu Fuguang stretched out his sinful hands, grabbed his wrist like an eagle slapping a chicken, and quickly touched it inside. The mighty Dragon God was suddenly so hot that he jumped on his feet and almost howled at the top of his lungs.

"Okay, okay, take it back, take it back!" He shouted loudly, "It's not a broken book, okay, it's a sage's golden book, a collection of Taoist proverbs!"

Only then did Liu Fuguang stop his hand with satisfaction, and patted his waist comfortingly through the cassock.

"This is my habit. I've had it since I was a child." The young man explained with embarrassment, "When I was a child, my family hired many serious teachers for me, and they were very strict with me. I could only sleep under the quilt in the middle of the night. I secretly read some other books... I haven’t changed my mind until now.”

Yan Huan lifted up his robe and sat on the edge of the bed. He turned his four eyes and glanced at the cover of the book with some discomfort.

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