Shi Mei first fed Chu Wanning a healing medicine, and then leaned over. His soft and delicate fingers were like ten bewitching white snakes, sneaking into the ink hair. He lifted Chu Wanning's back to match his forehead.

"Zhuang Zhoumeng, butterfly incarnation, always with her all night..."

I recited the mantra in my mouth lightly, but as I recited it, I suddenly stopped murmuring again.

He originally wanted to cast a spell to eliminate some of Chu Wanning's memories. This was one of the mantras he was best at. He had used Mo Ran before.

However, because Chu Wanning's soul was very disordered and his memory was in the recovery period and he was very repulsive to the outside world. He found that this move did not work for Chu Wanning.

"This is really a troublesome thing." Shi Mei sighed, he closed his eyes and then opened it-

A pair of peach blossom eyes was surrounded by a strange light. He stared at Chu Wanning with these eyes, and then recited again: "Zhuang Zhoumeng, a butterfly incarnation, always with him all night. Yesterday was like flowing water, and he was drunk in this mountain..."

This time it has some effect, but it is not perfect.

His spell was like a huge rock thrown into a pool. Although thousands of waves were splashing at this moment, it would soon return to its original state.

But it doesn't matter, it's okay to forget it for a while.

He didn't want him to go to the sea of ​​desire with Chu Wanning, but Chu Wanning's head was always full of murderous intent.

That's too disgusting.

"Master, you have been sleeping for a long time, so you should wake up."

This soft call was like a Gu curse. After a while, Chu Wanning's eyelashes moved slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

Because of the Shimei mantra, his consciousness temporarily became blurred, suspended in his previous life, and stopped after Shimei's death.

Once upon a time, Chu Wanning was so hurt by Mo Ran who had lost his beloved. He subconsciously always thought that it would be great if he could change it. So his spiritual consciousness went back to those years.

——However, the three souls and six spirits of human beings are very exquisite. Chu Wanning's body now carries two souls for two lifetimes, so even if the master casts a magic spell, his mind is still confused and his whole body looks like a dream.

He had some memory confusion and was unable to tell the difference when he woke up from his dream.

“…Master Mingjing?”

"Yeah." Shi Mei's voice was very gentle, suppressing the tenderness of a certain distorted feeling, "It's me."

Chu Wanning seemed very tired. The high fever made him feel uncomfortable. He just responded silently and closed his eyes again.

The teacher knew that he was adapting, so he was not in a hurry and waited calmly next to him.

After a while, he heard Chu Wanning sigh in a low voice with his eyes closed: "I'm afraid I'm dreaming... It's great, you're still alive."

I knew that his memory was stopped after the crack of the sky in his previous life, but I didn't expect that he would feel this emotion. Shi Mei's heart moved and he felt a little anxious for a long time.

"Are you reluctant to die?"

"...You are still so young... There are so many people who like you..." Chu Wanning whispered, "It shouldn't be you. Sorry..."

“…”

"It would be great if it were me. At least no one would be too sad."

The astringency in his heart became more and more vivid, and it was stirred in his lifeless heart. This feeling happened when he first came home with Chu Wanning. Later, he conspired to plot for so many years, and the people around him died and scattered.

He lies dormant in the dark, treating himself as a ruthless stone.

Later he really thought he was a stone, and until today, he really felt the existence of his heart again.

Both sweet and bitter, and itchy.

He knew he shouldn't have this kind of emotion. The sour rain would corrode the boulders and the soft moss would make him fall apart.

But he couldn't help but catch Chu Wanning's hand, and his heart was beating.

He opened his mouth, his throat was dry, so he swallowed again, and then asked again: "What about you? I'm dead, are you sad?"

“…”

"Have you ever been sad?"

Chu Wanning's phoenix eyes were half open, and under the slender and dense eyelashes like spring, there were eyes that carried too many worries. Shi Mei tried hard to open it inside, trying to catch a trace of clear edges.

But no.

Just like water is water alone, wheat valley is wheat valley alone, only if a feeling is simply placed there, can it always be that kind of emotion.

Unfortunately, a person's emotions will never be single. Shi Mei's death made him feel sad, painful, and self-blame, and later it became regret. So many emotions are mixed together, just like wheat valley mixed with water and stored in stock, which has long been fermented and qualitatively changed, no longer the same as before.

Shi Mei asked deeply: "Master, if you are given another chance, will you give up your life to save me as if you are willing to save him?"

Chu Wanning's eyes were empty.

"Will it?"

"Shi Mingjing..." He had only had time to say these three words, and suddenly his lips were blocked roughly.

After waiting for so long, I really didn't dare to listen to the answer and didn't want to listen to it at the moment of the announcement.

Shi Mei thought that he probably knew the answer.

The resentment in his chest was rushing around. He was almost revengeful and kissing the man on the bed, sucking greedily. Chu Wanning didn't react at first. It was not until Shi Mei's tongue tried to pry open the teeth and penetrated it. He woke up like a dream and suddenly opened his eyes widened.

“Hmm——!”

"Shh, don't make a sound." Shi Mei gasped, and put a little in Chu Wanning's throat, and sent Luo Shunting Speak. "This spell was taught by you before, saying that it can prevent us from making noises in dangerous places. Have you ever thought that one day, it would be used by me?"

He said, not looking at the confusion and resentment in Chu Wanning's eyes. His jealousy and thirst almost made him lose his composure: "Master, do you know? It's been two lifetimes. I worked hard and worked step by step, and I haven't lived a stable life."

He tied Chu Wanning's hands and feet to the head of the bed, and while doing these things, he gritted his teeth and said, "I am indeed not a normal person. I don't allow me to be a normal person when I want to do, but so what?! The puppet of the Immortal Emperor can do whatever I want, why should I look forward to it?"

Shi Mei said this, watching Chu Wanning struggle furiously under him.

He felt pain and pleasure.

"Now I have figured it out. Whether you are proud or unsatisfied in life, you have to have fun... Master." He straightened up and began to take off Chu Wanning's clothes in a hurry. "I finally got to this point, so I should also taste your taste. It is a reward for my disciple, huh?"

The seriously ill person did not have much strength to resist, so Shi Mei easily took off his robe. The air was slightly cool, the lights were hazy, the lines were sharp and the muscles were all traces left by Mo Ran.

Shi Mei's eyes darkened and he murmured softly: "He is really, so cruel."

After saying that, he raised his hand, pinched Chu Wanning's chin, and looked at those eyes.

The phoenix eyes were covered with a layer of fog at this moment. Chu Wanning must have been unable to distinguish between dreams and reality. He probably felt that everything in front of him was absurd and did not look like real, and he felt that the touch was real and not fake.

In addition to the confusion of memories of past and present lives and two lives, it is actually not that easy for him to react immediately.

"I'm different from him." Shi Mei stared at Chu Wanning for a while, and his eyes gradually became gentler, but the gentleness finally had a hint of weirdness. "He doesn't know how to add to you. If you try me, you will know that he is nothing."

After saying that, he began to untidy himself.

He had just finished taking a shower and was wearing only a bathrobe, which easily slid to the ground, revealing his delicate and delicate body as beautiful as Kunshan.

“Master…”

He murmured and pressed himself on.

Whether this is in a dream or real, Chu Wanning couldn't stand it disgustingly, her whole body was trembling, and her face turned pale.

"You're so hot."

“…”

Knowing that if the forbidden curse against Chu Wanning was released at this moment, this man might have cursed, with awesomeness. But Shi Mei couldn't help but stroking her and murmured: "Will it be hotter inside?"

"Master...Mingjing!"

When Shi Mei heard the sound, he was stunned.

"...Is he breaking away from the silence technique?" He raised his eyes and stared at Chu Wanning's face, "You are really..."

Chu Wanning's lips and teeth trembled slightly, coughed up bleeding, and said hoarsely: "You are arrogant! Get out of here!"

Shi Mei was silent and looked down at the man beneath him.

Is this person too fierce?

Too stubborn?

Or are you too ignorant of your fate and unwilling to admit defeat?

There are too many things to say, so when I say it, I don’t know what to say.

Shi Mei simply smiled at the end, and then when Chu Wanning was about to yell and say the next sentence, he suddenly covered his mouth, quickly removed his hairband, and tied it between his lips and teeth.

"Since you can break free from the spell, I have to tie it up. Sorry, Master."

Facing those eyes that were astonished and confused, but angry and humiliated, Shi Mei felt his blood boiling. He leaned over to Chu Wanning's ear and said, "No matter how happy I feel, remember to scream in a low voice. Your Emperor, Your Majesty, is outside. If he could hear that you were so slutty under me, would he be happy?"

Shi Mei's fingers slid down little by little, staying on every mottled and purple kiss mark. When he went down, Chu Wanning felt that he was going to be pierced by shame.

His memory was disordered, and he had not discovered the secret of Mo Ran's curse in his previous life, so he hated Mo Ran very much.

But he hated his shamelessness even more.

Even though he is so humiliated, so disgusted, and so disappointed with Mo Weiyu. However, when he is hugged by Mo Ran, when Mo Ran is breathing, when the person's sweat gathers on his abdomen and drips on his body, he will feel stimulating and comfortable involuntarily.

The lingering storm made him feel the illusion of peace.

When lying in Mo Ran's arms, he occasionally felt that nothing had happened. This person who kept pestering him might also love him.

But Shi Mei is different.
To be continued...