Keeping A Loyal Dog Is Not As Good As A Loyal Dragon

Since You Chuan held a lot of love words on New Year's Eve, Li Zhiqing has rarely left the corner of his mouth.

He hasn't been home for too long, and being able to come back with confidence for the New Year itself is worthy of joy. Now that even the emotional worries are gone, Li Zhiqing spends the New Year as if he is filled with honey, and there is sweetness in the beauty.

However, when the irritation eased, Li Zhiqing's attention could not help but began to shift to deeper issues.

After taking a shower this night, Li Zhiqing lied on the bed first.

The servants of Lou's family are almost middle-aged, and most of them watched Li Zhiqing learn to speak slowly and walked slowly. They also liked this young master who had finally been willing to go home. They did not forget to give him a sense of youth when they went out to buy. Interesting gadgets.

Li Zhiqing received a few new bubble bombs during the day. Throwing them in the bathtub was similar to adding special effects filters. It was fun. Li Zhiqing took a bath more often. When he came out of the bathroom, his skin showed more color than before. It's more colorful, even when he blow-dry his hair, it makes people's eyes crisp.

After You Chuan checked the humidifier in the room, he walked into the room to see Li Zhiqing's expert support on his head, lazily lying on the bed waiting for him.

When Li Zhiqing saw You Chuan coming over, he immediately deepened his smile, like a monster waiting for benefits to be delivered to the door.

You Chuan paused, and a hint of helplessness appeared in his smile.

Li Zhiqing is like this, obviously wanting to grind him to do something.

"What?" You Chuan leaned forward and touched the tip of the opponent's nose with his lips.

The light hadn't been turned off yet, but Li Zhiqing had been trapped in a circle of shadows, and his eyes were dark.

He smelled the good smell from You Chuan, took a heavy breath, and said with a smile: "Tell me some bedtime stories."

He was stimulated by the smell on You Chuan, and You Chuan also reacted to the smell on him.

Li Zhiqing didn't speak, and he soon felt that the roots of his legs were held against the muzzle, full of flavor.

The tips of his ears blushed, and he changed his posture neatly, reaching out to hold You Chuan's face, for fear that he would directly send a deep kiss to make himself confused between north and south.

You Chuan was not moved by this cautious thought. He held half of his fingertips with his title, and after two bites, his hands had already been put under Li Zhiqing's bathrobe: "What do you want to hear."

Li Zhiqing blushed and said, "Tell me something about the past."

When he spoke, You Chuan was struggling with his waist. Li Zhiqing was suffocated and exhaled all the heat on You Chuan's face.

You Chuan didn't respond much when he heard the words. He licked his wrist from his fingertips and said dumbly: "Forget, I only remember you."

You Chuan's emotional voice couldn't even describe the subwoofer, and Li Zhiqing's reaction instantly became more intense.

He was a little disappointed when he heard You Chuan say "forgot". After listening to the rest, he felt softened by teasing him and started picking up You Chuan's clothes.

You Chuan temporarily restrained from prying Li Zhiqing's teeth, and worked hard to piece together the fragmentary memories while moving, slowly organizing the language in Li Zhiqing's ear.

Even though he was not fed any aphrodisiac, Li Zhiqing's brains were not so good anymore.

You Chuan spoke very patiently, but unfortunately Li Zhiqing didn't hear a few words in his heart. He only vaguely knew that You Chuan played with the "protection money" given by gods or immortals, and accidentally became an ordinary person with a mortal child. After meeting Li Zhiqing in his previous life, he was willing to go back to heaven when he was old and dead.

As soon as You Chuan finished speaking, he couldn't wait to bite him on his mouth. Before Li Zhiqing could simply understand the limited words, a fire ignited again in his body, so he didn't have the mind to think about what You Chuan told him.

Li Zhiqing's voice became more and more dull, and his eyes were dark for a few seconds from time to time. Except for You Chuan's burning eyes, there was only the red line of the hand that was bullying his mouth.

I don't know if it was because it was something Li Zhiqing gave in his previous life, or because the color's presence was really strong enough, even if Li Zhiqing fell asleep afterwards, there was still a bright red lingering in his mind.

Since You Chuan started sleeping with Li Zhiqing, Li Zhiqing’s sleep quality has been getting better and better, especially in the case of exhaustion, he has no dreams all night, and wakes up refreshed tomorrow morning, but after greedy tonight With exception, it is a rare dream.

At first, Li Zhiqing felt that the environment he was in was a little bumpy, with a slight dangling. In his dream, he seemed to be taking a nap, and his consciousness was not clear. It took a long time for his five senses to regain his position. He slowly felt the warmth around him. Intention and subtle sound.

Li Zhiqing opened his eyes in his dream and found himself sitting on a carriage that was moving forward.

The carriage windows are tightly closed, and the space is not small. There is a low table in front of the narrow couch with a tea set and food box on the top, a blanket underneath, and a heater next to it.

Li Zhiqing couldn't help but was taken aback, but unexpectedly he was not unfamiliar with these antique furnishings.

He knew it was a dream, only when he had a big brain and he started playing with a movie-like mentality. However, as soon as Li Zhiqing put the stove on the table, the people waiting in the front compartment of the carriage bypassed the windscreen. Raised the curtain and came in.

Before Li Zhiqing could react, he saw a little girl dressed up as a maid smile at him: "Master, you are awake."

Her voice was crisp, but it was a pity that the five senses were not clear enough. Li Zhiqing relied on the vague and clear outline to tell that she was only twelve or thirteen years old.

The little girl quickly took out the charcoal fire from the stove and replaced it with the hand stove, and then put the reheated hand stove back into Li Zhiqing's hands.

No matter how strong the charcoal fire is, the heat from the stove is not hot.

Li Zhiqing secretly felt that this dream was real enough, and even this kind of gadget was infinitely close to history.

He was wondering what to say, the little girl poured out the hot porridge that had been on the stove again, sat on the couch, looked up at him eagerly, "Master is hungry? Do you want to drink the porridge first? There is less than ten miles away from Zhuangzi, the hard-working young master bears it."

"I'm not hungry." Li Zhiqing opened his mouth, almost biting off his tongue by the sound of the young boy.

He only thought that this maid was young, and he didn't expect that he and the other party were not much different.

Li Zhiqing slowed down: "You can eat it."

The little girl seemed to be indifferent to Li Zhiqing, grinned when she heard that, and thanked her and swallowed the porridge.

She was afraid of disturbing her young master's rest. After sitting outside for a long time, she was too cold, and her face turned ruddy after a bowl of porridge. She tidyed up and took clever words to refresh Li Zhiqing.

When listening to her, Li Zhiqing vaguely felt that the body in the dream was not much stronger than when he was a child. After waking up for a long time, his limbs were still weak, his shoulders and neck were weak, but it was always a dream. If he couldn't be real, Li Zhiqing didn't feel disappointed.

The carriage swayed for a long time, and Li Zhiqing wondered if this dream would leave him staying like this forever.

It didn't take long for this idea to come out, and a thief was heard from the front, and then the coachman suddenly stopped with his horse.

Without waiting for Li Zhiqing's doubts, the little girl stood up arrogantly and opened the curtain: "It's so good, why stop it!"

With that seam, the coachman's words are quite clear.

Li Zhiqing heard that the reason for the parking was someone on the road leading to Zhuangzi, and the coachman couldn't make up his mind. He wanted to ask Li Zhiqing if he should take the long road back.

The little girl was angry: "This area is our Zhuangzi's site. There is only reason for others to give way. Why do we have to make a detour?"

The words "Village Behind the Mountain" and "unable to provoke" came from the slit of the curtain. Li Zhiqing thought it was some robbers and gangsters, but the little girl turned her head and said with an ugly expression: "Master...the little one in the village behind the mountain" The evil spirit came to us, your body is not good, or... let's make a detour."

Little evil?

Li Zhiqing was suspicious: "What little evil?"

He did not order, the coachman did not dare to enter or retreat, the carriage could only stop steadily.

The little girl sipped: "A little beggar who popped up suddenly, several tenants in the back of the mountain died of his illness because of his illness. It was very unlucky. They all said they were monsters who came down from the mountain."

Li Zhiqing laughed. Poor people are prone to get sick in winter. The ancients were superstitious, and 80% of them put the disaster on the little beggar who has nothing to do with the village in exchange for psychological comfort.

"Listen to those people's nonsense, it's very cold, what monsters don't enjoy the blessing in the mountains, and go outside to suffer?" Li Zhiqing was instinctively stunned for a while, these words didn't even get his head, and naturally ran out of his mouth.

Before Li Zhiqing was stunned, he couldn't help but check the food in the remaining food box, and tied a small bag of broken silver to the wooden handle: "Give him the food box and drive directly."

"Master!" The little girl was dissatisfied, obviously unwilling to contact the rumored little evil.

"If you don't go, then I will go."

The little girl firmly guarded the curtain: "You can't even do it!"

Li Zhiqing has become accustomed to following instincts at this critical moment of decision making. He reluctantly shook his head, and ordered the coachman to drive the car next to the little beggar, urging him again and again to achieve his wish.

Li Zhiqing opened the small window. As soon as the cool breeze came in, the body coughed a few times. After coughing, Li Zhiqing looked out, really stunned.

There is no little beggar on the road. He is clearly a little boy who is only five or six years old.

Outside the window, the cold wind was blowing. He was sitting in the sun on the side of the road with unmelted snow beside his feet. He was hunting and hunting in a thin cloth coat. He was clean, unlike a beggar, like a snow doll.

When Li Zhiqing saw that face, there was a cry in his heart. The white skin, the black eyes, the facial features, and the handsome expression are clearly a mini version of You Chuan!