Entering a Split Personality

Monkey wine is delicious, but it is a real spirit.

Ordinary ordinary people are afraid that they will be drunk for more than three days after taking a sip, but the monks are good in physique after all, so although they will not fall asleep, it is very possible that they are confused and can't tell what the eve is.

Xiao Heshuang flew up, and the days of depression were relieved. He only felt that everything was pleasing to his eyes, and he was happy to see everything.

It's a wonderful thing to look at "Brother Luo Fei" now like a master.

"Brother Luo Fei!" Xiao He blinked and said with a chuckle, "I didn't find out before, you look so good-looking." It's good to see that you look exactly like Master, so good!

They all speak truth after drinking, but in fact Yun Qing knows that what a drunkard says cannot be heard.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but listen.

The boy seemed to be boneless leaning in his arms, with a pair of moist eyes staring at him, his red lips became more and more moving because of the alcohol, but the words that came out were very piercing.

Yun Qing said coldly: "I am not Luo Fei."

Xiao He didn't believe it at all. He wore Yunqing's clothes and muttered: "It's not Luo Fei, can it be the master?"

Although his voice was small, it floated into Yun Qing's ears without any leaks, causing his heart to sink. He said coldly, "I am Yun Qing."

"How is it possible!" Xiao He seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the whole world, and stared at him with his eyes bent, "Luo Fei, don't be kidding, can I still not tell you and Master? Master is high above. You can’t touch it, but you are different. You are by my side, you can chat with me, you can drink with me... can... can..."

He himself muttered a few words in a low voice, Yun Qing did not hear clearly, but he heard the last sentence clearly.

"Anyway...you are the best, much better than Master!"

Yun Qing's eyes sink slightly, and he really feels the tingling from his heart. He looked at the crimson-looking boy in his arms, and asked in a cool voice: "Don't you like the master the most? He saved you, you admire For him, he even said that he just wanted to stand beside him."

Yun Qing's words fell in Xiao He's ears, but they suddenly aroused his sadness.

Of course he likes Master, and he certainly admires him. He regards him as a living hope, as a pillar of survival, as the most important person in life.

But...what's the use?

Standing next to Master is Master.

Master is destined not to belong to him.

His master is already someone else's.

Thinking of the overlap of men and women in the Huaxianglou, he became irritated and couldn't help but said in annoyance: "It's all over. I was just lost for a while, but now I feel unrealistic. Those who like and admire are useless, Master. It’s too far away from me to reach. Speaking of it, it’s better for the two of us..." Xiao He looked up and looked at this master-like'Brother Luo Fei', but felt itchy, "Brother Luo Fei, you So lovely."

Yun Qing clasped Xiao He's waist and looked into his polished eyes with dull eyes, wishing to tear this unintentional young man into his stomach.

Because I was young, I was wanton.

Like whoever wants to like, admire whoever wants to admire.

Last moment, I still admired him repeatedly, but in just a few days, he was able to seduce others like this.

If he didn't show up in time just now, did Luo Fei kiss him?

And he... would refuse?

I was looking forward to it.

Thinking of what might happen, Yun Qing felt as if his heart was bitten by a snake, stinging badly.

He thought about it, but in fact Xiao He had already let go.

It turned out that he was the only one who ridiculously buried that obsession, soaked it into his bones, couldn't get rid of it, and couldn't throw it away, so he tortured day and night.

But as for him, take it faster and put it out faster.

So free and easy, so hateful.

Unclear whether what was surging in his heart was jealousy or anger, Yun Qing bowed his head and kissed him with a hint of anger.

His lips touched, Yun Qing frowned slightly because of the beautiful touch.

But Xiao He opened his eyes suddenly and looked at him without blinking.

Master... Master! Master kissed him!

No...how could it be possible that the respected master would only kiss his mother, not him.

Is it a dream? No, it's not...

Ah... Xiao He's messy mind suddenly got on the right line.

It's Luo Fei brother.

Luo Fei, who looks very much like Master.

that's nice.

Xiao He looked at the person in front of him, silently called Master's name in his heart, and then tentatively licked him.

Yun Qing's originally clear eyes suddenly deepened, and he parted his teeth without hesitation, swept straight in, grabbed the tip of his tongue, and began to invade frantically.

Xiao He's head was a little dizzy, but he didn't mean to resist at all. He raised his head to bear it, and muttered the Master's name silently in his heart, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The master is kissing him, the master is kissing him, the master is holding him, giving him, and owning him.

The pleasure that made his scalp tremble made him forget about it, and Xiao He took the initiative to surround him.

Yun Qing evoked a trace of his mind because of his actions. Just after letting him go, Xiao He wrapped himself up, and even moved his body impatiently.

The string of reason in his head was completely broken. Yun Qing picked him up and went straight back to the house, threw him on the bed, and he bullied him onto the bed.

There was a mess in Xiao He's head, only feeling numb in his body and itchy in his heart. Looking at Master, he remembered that scarlet dream, and then it became even more heated.

Deep kiss, passionate kiss, and then start to forget about it.

After a long, grinning, ardent kiss, like a kiss that was not enough to ask for, it was an even more sultry touch.

Under Jiu Jin's urging, Xiao He couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion. He just knew he wanted to enjoy, to be comfortable, and to hold him tightly.

After a sharp pain, Xiao He suddenly widened his eyes: "It hurts, it hurts."

Yun Qing kissed him, raised his fingers slightly, and a light light swept across the injured place, "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

This voice seemed to have magical power. Xiao He relaxed his body again. After the pain, he felt an unspeakable taste, and he couldn't help letting out a fine moan|groan...

The night is hazy, the moon is high, and the spring and autumn are charming.

After climbing the peak, Xiao He almost thought he would die.

He hugged the person on him tightly, closed his eyes and hummed, his body trembled uncontrollably.

At this time, the person on him asked in a low voice in a low voice, "Xiao He, who am I?"

Xiao He was drunk, drunk, and even more drunk. He just wanted to whisper Master, but suddenly reacted...not Master.

How could it be a master? Obviously Luo Fei, who looks a lot like Master.

He was dazed, thinking that it was not the master who was at ease all of a sudden, he yelled softly, "Brother Luo Fei."

The sweet and soft voice became more and more audible because it had just been satisfied, but the words spoken with this tone were cruelly like a sharp blade, which could pierce the entire human heart.

It's so drunk, I can't tell who it is until now.

There was a bitter smile at the corner of Yun Qing's mouth, but his eyes were full of sadness.

No matter, if you can't distinguish, it's okay.

He bowed his head and kissed him, so that he could not make a sound, then buried himself in again.

Anyway, he is not him, he is not his.

Just be happy.

After such a ridiculous night, Xiao He couldn't get out of bed when he woke up the next day.

The taste of a hangover is not very good, and the headache is about to split.

And thinking about what happened last night, Xiao He fell into the abyss.

He... what did he do!

The tingling behind him was clear, and he couldn't deceive himself.

He turned out to be... actually...

Xiao He panicked, and sat on the bed with a pale face, hardly knowing what to do.

He regarded Luo Fei as his master, and something like this happened.

Although I couldn't distinguish the southeast from the northwest when I was drunk, the memory remaining in my brain was clearly a bit surprising after waking up.

Luo Fei sent him, he pulled him, and then... he confused Luo Fei as the master, and kissed him?

And then……

Xiao He couldn't even think about it anymore. Thinking about it, there was air-conditioning in his chest.

He regarded Luo Fei as his best friend, but something like this happened with his best friend.

Even if it is drunk, it is too much!

How will they meet in the future? How will they get along in the future?

And... Xiao He slumped on the bed with no blood on his face.

He couldn't deceive himself at all.

He did have such dirty thoughts about Master, and he was really longing for his Master.

Even if he has a master, even if he only regards him as an apprentice.

However, after he was drunk, he completely regarded another person as him, and then did such a thing.

It's over, it's over... Only one thought flashed through Xiao He's mind, he was completely over.

After being so muddled for three days, Xiao He still cheered up.

He had to talk to Luo Fei and explain to him, even if he broke off with him from now on, he had to apologize at least.

Thinking about this, Xiao He went to Luo Fei's courtyard, but he didn't run into anyone.

Rui Xin dangling the root of the fairy grass and said, "Xiaohe, come to Luo Fei? He's on a mission, tusk, this kid is so lucky, he went to the Xuanzong Forest, and he's going to send it now."

Luo Fei is not there? Xiao He was a little startled.

Rui Xin patted him on the shoulder: "No hurry, I guess he won't want to come back in half a year. If he is bored, he will come and play with us. Brother will take you to drink monkey wine!"

Xiao He was afraid when he heard the wine, and shook his head like a rattle.

Back from Ruixin, Xiao He breathed a sigh of relief.

Brother Luo Fei went out, probably because he wanted to avoid him.

It's also good... after a long time, it will fade, and then it will be as usual.

After finishing a thought, Xiao He's mood also became happy.

When he walked towards Qingluan Hall and passed through a fairy grass forest, he suddenly heard a whisper: "Stop...Stop."

This female's voice is of a low quality, but it is tactful and has rhyme.

But Xiao He froze suddenly, realizing who it was.

Hongshuang, his mother.

Xiao He was no better than before. He just heard a muffled hum and knew that it was kissing, and only Master could kiss his mother.

Although he didn't see it, Xiao He felt a tingling pain in his chest, which made him run away.

He was really scared to see, really scared. You can think about it without looking, just...

But actually... it's time to despair now.

It was originally his own delusion.

Xiao He ran too fast, so he didn't hear the rest.

Hong Shuang slapped it over and said coldly, "You will get out of my passion! Go back and find your little vixen, my old lady has no time to take care of you here."

The man called fierce slap was slapped and didn't change his face, but chuckled slightly: "Don't say anything useless, you can still look at me after you climbed high branches?"

***

Xiao He ran all the way back to Qingluan Hall, locked himself in the room all day, and did not leave the house.

Until the evening, Yunqing came over.

He still looks like that, white robe, black hair, light clouds and gentle, unparalleled style.

But Xiao He didn't even dare to even look at him.

"What's wrong? I haven't eaten for a day."

Xiao He was silent.

Yun Qing narrowed his eyes, walked over and asked, "Are you still indulging in practice?"

Xiao He took a step back suddenly because of his approach.

Yun Qing's body was slightly stiff, but soon he recovered as before, no, even calmer and colder than before.

"I will have time tomorrow, and we will have class as normal."

Xiao He has been tortured these days and can’t even sleep. As long as he closes his eyes, what happened that night of drunkenness will come to his mind, and then he will go crazy thinking about him, thinking about him, even more than before. Longing eagerly for him.

He is almost inhuman because of him, but he, his master is still so calm and calm, and still so indifferent.

No... he is not indifferent, not cold, he just treats him like this.

Just like just now, he can also kiss his mother in the fairy grass forest, he can also touch her passionately, love her...

Thinking of this, jealousy gnawed his heart like a poisonous snake, Xiao He suddenly couldn't bear it.

"I don't want to go to class!"

Yun Qing looked at him: "What?"

Xiao He didn't look at him, but frowned and said coldly: "I want to go out!"

Yun Qing frowned, and his voice fell slightly, "Where to go?"

Xiao He couldn't tell why, but Yun Qing added something for him: "Want to go to Profound Trace Forest?"

Where is Xuanzonglin? Xiao He vaguely felt a bit of an impression, but he couldn't remember clearly, but there was a place, as long as it wasn't Qingluan Peak, so he replied loudly: "Yes! I want to go to Xuanzong Forest."

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly cooled down, and Yun Qing's eyes were like winter frost, which made people daunting.

"I just separated from him for three days, so I can't stand it?"

Xiao He was a little at a loss, but soon he was forced to look at Yun Qing, looking into those unsentimental eyes, Xiao He forgot any reaction, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped.

Yun Qing stared at him with a low voice, full of icy ballast: "Xiao He, are you affectionate or passionate?"