Shen Jue's face turned slightly, and he wrestled away from Sang Xinghe's hand. Because of the other party's words, his consciousness gradually became clear, "I don't want to wear it."

After speaking, he took off his half-fitted clothes.

Seeing him undress, Sang Xinghe's expression gradually cooled down, "Are you not wearing?"

"No." Shen Jue looked at Sang Xinghe, "Sang Xinghe, do you treat me as a woman?"

I asked him to wear a woman's wedding dress before, but now he said that he would wear a woman's dress in the future. He is not a woman, why should he wear women's clothes?

Sang Xinghe first looked at Shen Jue with a cold expression, and after a while, he suddenly smiled, "Are you angry? I just made a joke with you, okay, don't be angry, don't wear these clothes without these clothes. ." He got up and brought a new suit over.

Because of the previous quarrel, the two did not speak during the meal. After the meal, Shen Jue went to the bath room alone. His legs trembled when he walked, but the more he was like this, the less he didn't want to show weakness, so he resisted the soreness and went to the bath room.

After finally taking a shower, he wanted to go back to the room to sleep, but found that the light in the main room was off. Shen Jue was taken aback, opened the door, and found that there was no one in the room, and Sang Xinghe didn't know where to go.

He stood there for a while, and finally closed the door, went to a room next to him and slept all night.

When Shen Jue got up the next day, Sang Xinghe hadn't returned. He stared at the closed door for a while, and went to look for Qiansong. Qiansong's martial arts is good, and he likes to learn from Qiansong recently.

However, today Shen Jue only fought Qiansong for a few rounds, and his face became pale, and his body ached. Qiansong found that Shen Jue's breath was particularly unstable today, and even his internal strength was less than yesterday, so he couldn't help but stop, "What's wrong with you?"

Shen Jue pursed her lower lip, looking a little embarrassed.

Qian Song saw Shen Jue’s reaction, and he reacted immediately. He regarded Shen Jue as a brother, so even if he was embarrassed, he wanted to remind Shen Jue a few words, "Our Celestial Luo body is different from others, so don’t let him be too much. , Should you refuse or refuse, or else you can’t handle it yourself, it’s not that Tian Luo’s body strength was sucked up."

Shen Jue gave a haphazardly. I don't want to talk more about it.

Seeing his appearance, Qian Song could only sigh in his heart, "Let's not practice today, I have to go back to paint, it's time to hand in a new draft for a month."

After bidding farewell to Qian Song, Shen Jue returned to Sang Xinghe’s yard, but Sang Xinghe’s door was still closed, and many people came to look for Sang Xinghe halfway through. When Sang Xinghe was not there, he asked Shen Jue where he was going. Jue couldn't answer either.

Until late at night, Shen Jue was suddenly awakened by the noise outside the door.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard a "bang", as if his door had been kicked open.

Shen Jue sat up immediately, and was about to open the bed net to check the situation, when he heard a vain footstep and a man's drunken voice, "Shen Jue, where are you?"

It was the voice of Sang Xinghe.

Shen Jue frowned and opened the bed tent, and saw Sang Xinghe holding a hip flask. The ascetic youth now has his collar wide open, his long eyelashes are slightly drooping, and his face is red. He opened his eyes laboriously, saw the person on the bed, grinned, and walked forward with a vain step, "So you are here."

He grabbed Shen Jue's arm, and put the hip flask in his hand close to Shen Jue's lips, "This is Forgotten Wine, would you like to try some?"

Shen Jue looked at the drunk Sang Xinghe coldly, without speaking.

Sang Xinghe raised his eyelids and glanced at Shen Jue slowly. He was drunk and dim, but he seemed to have noticed Shen Jue's dissatisfaction. He smiled again, "You are angry again? Why are you always angry? What is it this time? Why is it angry?"

"Where have you been?" Shen Jue asked softly.

Sang Xinghe released Shen Jue’s arm, sat down by the bed, raised his head and drank a large sip of wine. He drank in a hurry. Some of the wine flowed down the corner of his mouth to his neck. Shen Jue looked down. I found that Sang Xinghe had red lip prints on his collar.

He just smelled the scent of powder on his body, but he was just skeptical. Now that he saw this mark, Sang Xinghe would know where he went without guessing.

"Chunfeng Pavilion." Sang Xinghe put down his hip flask, with a scornful smile on his face, "There are many celestial bodies, young, beautiful, and piles of them. They are all willing to wear women's clothing, unlike you. It's so fake."

After he said this, he looked back at Shen Jue, and the irony in his eyes was obvious, "Do you know what men like best? Under the bed is decent and debauched on the bed, but what about you? Your heart is debauched, but your body is not debauched." This time, as soon as he finished speaking, he received a heavy punch on his left cheek.

Sang Xinghe drank alcohol, his body was already weak, and he almost fell to the ground by the punch. He reluctantly supported the edge of the bed and stabilized his body, and said angrily: "Shen Jue, you dare to hit me, you eat The leopard is daring."

This time he was given a heavy kick again, and Sang Xinghe couldn't stabilize and fell directly to the ground. He sighed and had to let go of the hip flask in his hand, and stood up on his body, "Shen Jue, are you crazy?" He looked at the person on the bed displeased.

Shen Jue stared at Sang Xinghe for a while, then suddenly said, "Who are you?"

Sang Xinghe tilted his head when he heard the words, "Who else can I be? Fuck. Your person."

This is so crude that Shen Jue thinks it is impossible for Sang Xinghe to say it, but the person in front of him is indeed the face of Sang Xinghe, has it changed?

He got out of bed and suddenly approached Sang Xinghe. His two hands touched the other's face, but no matter how he touched, he did not touch the so-called mask. It is necessary to completely change one person into another. Human skin masks, but no matter how delicate the human skin masks are, you can figure out the clues when you touch them carefully.

The person in front of him is indeed Sang Xinghe.

Shen Jue put down his hand and stared at the other person suspiciously. Could it be that Sang Xinghe would become another person when he was drunk?

Sang Xinghe let Shen Jue touch his face, and when she saw Shen Jue put down his hand, he curled his lower lip, "Am I Sang Xinghe? Isn't your body very clear? Estrus." He lowered his head and sniffed, and he smelled a familiar fragrance again.

The fragrance will make his bones feel a little crisp.

This is the celestial body. The fragrance of every celestial body is different. When you encounter a broken body, you can't help but exude the fragrance.

Shen Jue took a step back. He stared at Sang Xinghe for a while, then turned and took off the clothes on the screen, put it on and walked out. Seeing him leaving, Sang Xinghe couldn't help reaching out and grabbing the other's arm, "Where are you going?"

"Leave here." Shen Jue said coldly.

Sang Xinghe narrowed his eyes, "Leave? Then where are you going?"

Shen Jue looked back at Sang Xinghe, "Go to Chunfeng Pavilion."

Sang Xinghe's eyes sank, and his tone became fierce, "What are you going to do in Chunfeng Pavilion? That's where men enjoy."

Shen Jue smiled softly, but the laughter sounded particularly pleasing at night, "I am also a man, why can't I go and have fun? Since you praise it so well, then I want to see and see. Sang Daxia, you should Let go of me."

Sang Xinghe's face turned dark, and he grabbed Shen Jue's hand even harder, "You want to have fun? Why do you go?"

"I have money, and..." He looked down at his lower body, then raised his head to look at Sang Xinghe, "Sang Daxia doesn't need to worry about me. You can go to whoring."

"You...you want to be beautiful." Sang Xinghe was even more reluctant to let Shen Jue go. He even hugged Shen Jue directly and walked over to the bed. "You go to Chunfeng Pavilion. Is someone else whoring you?"

Shen Jue looked at Sang Xinghe coldly, "It's okay, I don't care."

When Sang Xinghe heard the words, he threw the person directly on the bed. He was so angry that he was about to get out of his body. He also pointed at Shen Jue with his fingers, "You, you are so shameless, you can say this, why? Give others money to let others prostitute you?"

Fortunately, the bed was soft enough, but after the fall, Shen Jue's head was still a little dizzy. He shook his head before slowly getting up. Hearing Sang Xinghe’s angry accusations, he looked calm." What position does Sang Daxia stand to teach me? I am not from your Tianluo Temple. I can go wherever I want. You can't control even if you go to Chunfeng Pavilion to put a sign, do you?"

Sang Xinghe was so angry for a long time that he didn't know what to say. After a while, he laughed hard, and now he was drunk, almost saying whatever he wanted to say, "Okay, you go, then I wish you a prosperous business. ."

"Thank you." Shen Jue got out of bed after saying this. He didn't bring any clothes when he came, and he doesn't need it now.

He directly opened the door and walked outside. Sang Xinghe stood in the room for a long time, and finally shook his body and walked to the bed and lay down.

When Sang Xinghe woke up again, he was awakened.

"Big brother!" A woman's yelling sounded in her ear.

Sang Xinghe frowned before reluctantly opening his eyes, and the little junior sister's face fell into his eyes.

The little junior girl looked angry, "Big brother, how can you go to Chunfeng Pavilion? You still leave Shen Jue angry, how long Shen Jue takes care of you, don't you know? As a result, you bullied him and others as soon as you woke up. I'm leaving, I see where you can find such a good person." She was so angry that she folded her arms around her chest, "Huh, Shen Jue is so good-looking, there must be a lot of people like him, now you bully people away. It's no use regretting then."

Because of the hangover, Sang Xinghe’s headache seemed to explode. He twisted his eyebrows and touched his head. His expression was a bit confused for the series of accusations made by the little junior sister, "What are you talking about? Popularity gone?"

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Congratulations to Junior Sister finally got her own name.

Junior sister: As the first female partner of this article, I am honored to have my own name.

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