After Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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You Wuming closed the lid of the wooden box and placed it under the soft couch.

Although he put on a completely indifferent expression, Sang Yuan could sense that he was in a bad mood.

He was clearly just pressing the wooden box lightly, but his knuckles were obviously white, and there were faint blue veins on his forehead, his shoulders were unconsciously stretched, and the shape of his shoulder blades could be seen under the robe.

"At that time, Huangfu Jun was not there. He wouldn't know when the beads were." He said without end.

Sang Yuanyuan took a light breath, and slowly stretched out his hand and put it on the back of his hand, "Well. We will succeed."

She found that his body temperature had disappeared and his body was as cold as ice.

Dongzhou is not cold, it is early summer now, and there is only one place in Yunzhou where the weather is cold and freezing.

You Wuming muttered to himself: "Isn't it very common for a woman like Jiang Yanji to kill her own son, anyway, Huangfu Du was raised by Huangfu Jun's side since he was a child, and he has no feelings for her. She killed him. Abandoning him, isn't it normal, she will kill him, right, it must be right."

His eyes became empty, and a pair of dark eyes were like an abyss, unable to see the end.

He slowly rolled his eyes and stared at her.

"You said, will Jiang Yanji kill Huangfudu? She has no feelings for Huangfudu, right? She doesn't have feelings for her son, does she?"

The voice was somber, light and urgent, as if it echoed from hell, the questioning of the undead.

Sang Yuanyuan gently stroked his face and said, "She will. She only has power in her heart. If killing Huangfudu is good for her, she will definitely kill him."

You Wuming stiffly pulled the corners of his lips a few times, his eyes still empty.

His heartbeat was chaotic, sometimes fast, sometimes stagnant. Blue veins burst out from his forehead again, and his fingers were twitching and trembling, as if he couldn't hold back his murderous aura, and he would raise his hand at any time to break her neck.

She leaned close to him, held his face, and kissed his cheek gently and slowly.

She called him gently: "You Wuming, we still have important things to do... You have to give Jiang Yanji a 'motivation', and how to present this gift, have you planned it? Huh? Now It's not time to rest, You Wuming, wake up quickly. We still have a lot of things to do..."

He rolled his black eyes very slowly and landed slantingly on her face.

"Yes..." His voice was hoarse, "I haven't done a very important thing yet."

He leaned forward heavily, leaning her against the pillow.

Like venting his anger, he kissed him violently.

After a long time, he slowly propped up his body, his dark eyes fixed on her belt.

"Want to know my last secret?" His voice bewitched.

——If you want to know, I will exchange it with you.

She raised her eyes to look at him, and saw that he had just ripped off his clothes under the frenzy, with his small half-firm chest open, his eyes were extremely dark, and he slowly panted, and the corners of his lips evoked a very sinister and tempting range.

She knew that his sanity had not yet climbed out of the dark abyss. After all, the Spiritual Orb had been with him for twenty years, and it had already become part of his hatred. Today, he decided to send it out. The feeling was no less than tearing a piece of flesh with wounds from his heart.

Before facing Huangfu Jun and Jiang Yanji, there is still a tough battle between her and him.

She hugged him and sniffed lightly.

"Smell what I'm doing." He raised her chin and asked badly.

The other hand was already familiar with the place where he had been with hibiscus.

"I like your scent." She gently leaned her cheek against him, rubbed her cheeks, and said, "I want to have your scent and warmth for a long time, be intimate with you, and confide my heart freely..."

You Wuming breathed suddenly, his pupils shrank, and the corners of his lips raised unconsciously, like a wolf that had received an attack signal and was ready to attack.

"Okay." His voice was completely hoarse.

The big hand simply and neatly tore off her underlayment.

She grabbed his collar, her eyes twinkling: "I will call your name out loud, tell you how much I like you, and tell you how great you are. In the whole world, there are only you and me, in my heart and eyes. , only each other, the most complete possession, don't let anyone disturb you... You Wuming, are you sure you want to be here? Are you planning to do something hastily?"

When she just spoke, he couldn't wait to throw away his belt, hurriedly tore off his outer robe and middle shirt, and approached her out of control. When she was halfway through speaking, he stopped, slowly rolling his eyes, staring at her flower-like lips, his Adam's apple rolling incessantly, and his eyes filled with interest and anticipation.

When she finished speaking, the magma that rushed to his forehead had cooled down, his thin lips moved slightly, and he murmured, "Here, no."

She stood up and got closer to him.

You Wuming took a deep breath, as if being scalded, released her suddenly, and fled to the window.

His back was shaking slightly, and the tips of his ears were red.

It took him a long time to even out his breath.

"Little Sangguo!" He suddenly looked back and stared at her with a fierce smile on the corners of his lips, "Wait for me!"

She smiled shyly at him.

You Wuming was a little dizzy. Looking at the clear and pure eyes in front of him, he even had some doubts.

Are the bold and enthusiastic words I heard just now an illusion when I got sick?

His small mulberry fruit is clearly a small transparent fruit, with a slight hint of greenness, so beautiful and agile. He couldn't imagine what it would be like when she let her shout his name out of control. I'm afraid it's really a shame to die.

He felt as if he was walking on a ten thousand zhang cable, cautiously approaching a warm light.

That kind of light... is he worthy?

He stopped his head, thought for a moment, and said, "Come on, I'll teach you to carve a wooden man."

Sang Yuanyuan: "Huh?"

He pulled her into his arms, surrounded her, broke off a piece of wood on the edge of the low desk, picked up the small knife on the table with the other hand, and carved it one by one.

She felt his breathing becoming more and more steady, and the sound of his heartbeat gradually faded away.

"Head." You Wuming bowed her back and put her chin on her shoulder. As soon as she spoke, the voice rang in her ear.

"Head." She looked at the round wooden ball cooperatively.

"Your head." He laughed.

Without hesitation, she said, "Not like that."

"It'll be like this for a while." He smiled casually, pinching the blade with two fingers, and carefully sculpting it.

He focused on carving the wooden man, and she focused on admiring his magnificent beauty.

A face that is just right, like a jade cut.

The round wooden ball soon had a nose and mouth.

Sang Yuan looked at it for a while: "It really looks like me!"

"A little bit?" You Wuming raised the corners of his lips and smiled disdainfully, "You wait."

The cart was slowly advancing, and the sunlight poured into a thin strip through the curtain that he didn't completely close, and it happened to fall on You Wuming's hand.

As if he didn't realize it, he single-mindedly sculpted Sang Yuan's face.

The car body shakes lightly from time to time, and the bodies of the two will inadvertently collide. A quiet atmosphere of the years slowly opens up, causing Sang Yuan to be in a trance from time to time, forgetting that he is driving to Huangfu Jun's nest at the moment.

She didn't know when she fell asleep.

When he was concentrating on carving, the quiet atmosphere and the very regular rustling sound really hypnotized.

You Wuming leaned back slightly, letting her nest in front of him. After sculpting a few times, he couldn't help but distracted and glanced at her sleeping face. Before he knew it, the corners of his lips were already filled with warm and soft expressions. smile.

"Whose beauty sleeps so badly!" he muttered in disgust.

...

Sang carelessly drove the car, hanging behind Jiang Jinzhen and his party, preparing to enter the first city in the western border of Dongzhou, Xifu.

Ever since they met the 'Heavenly Capital Special Envoy', the four of them changed their plans and decided to give gifts to Huangfu Jun first, and then go to Donghai Lake to explore the secrets of the blood mussels.

Just after passing through a wilderness, I suddenly heard Sang Yuanyuan's exclamation from the carriage.

Sang Bujin and Yun Xuzhou changed their expressions and pushed open the car door.

I saw Sang Yuanyuan's sleepy eyes, rubbing his eyes while chasing You Wuming, trying to grab what he was holding. You Wuming avoided her with ease, with a wicked smile on his face.

Sang Bujin: "Let's go, there's nothing to see."

'Bang-' closed the door.

Yun Xuzhou smiled and said, "Why can't you see your sister? These two people, I think they are lovers of immortals. You are too prejudiced against You Wuming!"

Sang Bujin was very unconvinced: "How good is he!"

"What's wrong?" Yun Xuzhou said, "Young and handsome, with a high position, a high level of cultivation, and a single person, where can I find a husband like this?"

It was rare that Sang Bujin didn't joke with her.

He raised his face and said seriously, "You know who You Wuming is."

Yun Xuzhou thought for a moment: "Is there any secret? You and I have been watching him these days. Do you really think he is that kind of bloodthirsty fanatic?"

Sang Bujin smiled lightly: "You and I have never seen anything wrong with Xiaoyang before."

"That's true..." Yun Xuzhou put his elbows on his knees and sighed, "The things You Wuming has done are like a mountain of hard evidence, and they cannot be overturned. But Feng Chu, you have to think that history is always It is written by the victors, if you have no destiny to climb to the top of the mountain, be decorated as a generation of holy monarchs, and treat Fengguo kindly all your life, do you still think he can't do it?"

Sang Bujin's eyes trembled slightly: "Yun Xuzhou, how could you have such a terrifying thought."

Yun Xuzhou slowly shook his head: "It's scary. When the Jiang family replaced the Yun family, did anyone think it was scary? In this world, the strong are respected, and now few people dare to talk about the quiet life. ,Ah……"

Sang Bujin pursed her lips. After a long while, he said in a low voice, "I'm afraid, he's just being fresh for a while. If he marries someone else, such as Han Shaoling, even if he gets bored and doesn't love him in the future, he'll still offer his life to his little sister, but there's no life..."

Being rejected by him, I am afraid he will die. Besides, the man himself was a deep pit of fire.

Sang Yuanyuan didn't know that his cheap brother was suffering a lot of hatred outside.

There was only one thing in her eyes at the moment, which was to grab the wooden head in You Wuming's hands and cut it into a thousand pieces.

He sculpted it so... so much like it!

Anyone can recognize her at a glance.

She rolled her eyes in sleep and drooled! This is clearly slander!

Sang Yuanyuan absolutely cannot tolerate this kind of thing living under the same sky as her.

She recruited kelp strips, long and short

The ground rolled towards you and lifeless, and the six big-faced flowers were bouncing around in the carriage, trying to trip him up.

You Wuming laughed loudly, raised the wooden head in his hands, his body was like a ghost, and without knowing how to move, he gently and skillfully avoided her attacks, and placed the lifelike wooden head in front of her eyes again and again. shake.

Really, since Sang Yuanyuan graduated from elementary school, he has never met such a hateful man again.

"You are lifeless!"

The more angry she was, the more he laughed.

After tossing for a long time, she was suddenly hugged from behind by him and rolled onto the soft couch.

With green light in his hand, he grabbed her 'kelp strip' and tied her hands firmly.

After restraining her, he buried his face in her hair and greedily absorbed her fragrance.

"Little Sangguo...Xiao Sangguo..." He murmured in a low voice, "I have twenty years, and I have never carved a wooden man, nor have I ever laughed like this."

Her heart suddenly twitched and hurt. Twenty years...haven't carved a wooden man? Did he sculpt it twenty years ago?

She twisted her body, turned over, and arched into his arms.

"What I said, it will give you a lot of happiness. You Wuming, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

She raised her face and looked at him with a smile.

He looked down and saw a charming face.

He was stunned for a moment, his eyes slowly drifted to the side, and he replied casually, "Yeah."

She pecked his chin.

"We'll be fine. My little boy." She took another bold step towards him.

His body shook slightly.

After a long while, he slowly exhaled, put his chin on the top of her hair, and said lightly, "That family can only have a name if they live to adulthood."

Sang Yuanyuan was a little puzzled at first, but when he regained his senses, he felt a pain in his heart.

It is very difficult for a child of the Ming clan to live to adulthood.

"So you didn't have a name before," she asked softly.

"Well," You Wuming said briskly, "the one with the surname Ming called me 'hello' or 'hey'. When others saw that I was born beautiful, they called me little son. Xiao Sangguo, I was a genius. At that time, I saw them , just a bunch of idiots."

Half of her mind was listening to his heartbeat, and half of her mind was listening to his chatter.

You Wuming's emotions are deep.

"I remember all the memories from when I was born." He said slowly, "I know when Jiang Yanji sneaked away. At that time, I was born about two months ago, and she hugged me and cried for a while, as if She was very reluctant, but she left. Later, someone came to attack us, and was beaten away by the surnamed Ming. Later, the surnamed Ming took me to move house. "

"I didn't think it was Jiang Yanji at the time. I missed her a lot, and I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to find us when she came back. Ming's temperament is too dull and boring. Jiang Yanji is with him, and it's so interesting. I'm alone. When the time came, he took the wood and carved Jiang Yanji, one after another. I really miss her."

"I often think about how anxious she would be if she changed her mind and came back to find us but couldn't find it? In the world, which mother would not miss her son? I still remember the way she was breastfeeding, her eyes were Bright, the mouth is curved, and the whole body has a layer of white light."

He said no more, put his head down, and sniffed in her black hair.

As if she was some kind of calming medicine.

Her hands were still tied to him, unable to hug him, she could only dig deeper into his arms. Thinking of the way he was laughing with her just now with the wood in her hand, she felt a burst of sourness in her heart, and she didn't know how to touch her.

Just comfort him.

His injury was too deep, and he was injured in the most deadly place, and others could never feel the same. Any consolation and persuasion seemed so pale.

If it was just hatred, it would be very pleasing to take revenge. But in hatred, he entangled love again, and entangled the chick's attachment to the biological mother. Without hatred, he would have nothing.

When You Wuming invaded Tiandu, he originally wanted to die with Jiang Yanji, not just to kill her.

He wants to destroy everything, including himself.

So what about today? Is her weight enough to pull him up from the abyss?

"You Wuming, no matter what, don't leave me, okay?" She stuck out a pair of watery eyes and stared at him.

He lowered his head and stared at her, his eyes gradually deepening.

At this moment, this man rarely showed his true appearance.

No fake smiles, no banter, no pretense.

The bottom of his eyes moved slightly, and he asked her very lightly and slowly: "What do you like about me? If you want to hold me, you will fall with me, and there will be no bones left. Is it worth it?"

He understands everything.

She didn't rush to answer, just stared at him, waiting for him to continue.

You Wuming hooked the corners of his lips: "Why don't you consider my original proposal. Give me your body and take your heart back. These days, you have done enough, enough to exchange your life from me. Before going down, I will let go and not drag you to death."

"How, eh?" He raised her chin with his fingers.

At this moment, his eyes were extremely calm and ruthless.

She didn't say a word, just stared at him, tears welling up in her eyes.

You Wuming was very calm at first, but gradually became a little bit unstoppable. He raised his hand and clumsily wiped her tears, but the more he wiped it.

strict

The serious expression was soon completely shattered. He untied the restraint between her wrists, grabbed her hand, and let her wipe her tears for herself, as if she was in a hurry to go to the doctor.

"Don't cry, what are you crying for, shouldn't you be happy?" He frowned, his thin lips pursed into a line.

She was motionless, like a puppet that only wept.

"Little Sangguo," he maintained his last stubbornness, "don't try to lie to me. At that time, I heard you say you like me in the jade slip of You Yingyue, do you know how fake it is, you thought you could lie Can you beat me? Xiao Sangguo, I'm a genius! Also, when I first caught you, you were clearly afraid of me. Because of your unity, you tried your best to deal with me. So stupid, really don't know what you're thinking?"

She slowly lowered her eyes.

This layer of window paper was finally pierced!

"What you've been waiting for, isn't that what I said today? You know I'll never go back and say that if I want to let you go, I'm going to let you go. Why are you unhappy?" He frowned, puzzled. asked.

"Okay." She finally said a word.

You Wuming couldn't help holding his breath, his pupils contracted, he involuntarily retreated a little, and stared at her nervously.

"I see," she said. "You don't like me at all. You're just watching a play."

The light in her eyes flickered heavily, and she held back her tears from falling.

You Wuming's heart also hung in her eyes, and with the clear spring, she was shaky: "No..."

She raised her hand, untied her belt, and took off her robe.

The kelp swirled, blocking the doors and windows.

The pure white tunic made her even more slender and slender, and her dark eyes filled with shock, her Adam's apple rolled, unable to say a word, she just stared at her blankly.

She continued to undress.

"That's it, today, today, right here, take what you want, and then I'll leave, we'll never see each other again."

He grabbed her hand.

His eyes were already red, and he said with difficulty: "You, what are you doing!"

The clear spring in her eyes trembled: "Give you what you want and take back your heart. Don't worry, I have no problem, it's very simple."

She pushed his hand away, pulled it gently, and her shirt fell to the ground.

You Wuming closed his eyes suddenly and turned his head away.

"Who said you're here!" he gasped, "put on my clothes!"

"When and where, what's the difference?" Her voice was indifferent, "It's not all the same, hurry up, come, finish early, I'll leave early."

"Ah—" You Wuming went mad.

He grabbed the clothes on the ground and put them on her indiscriminately.

"That's not what I meant. I," he said, "I'm not in a desperate situation yet, and I can still protect you... Why are you panicking now, and it's not now that you want to leave."

He tied her belt irritably, his big hands trembling a little.

"So you want to tease me for a while, don't you?" she asked. "Is it interesting?"

"I didn't!" he denied without a pause. "I didn't tease you."

"What is that?" She raised her eyes to look at him. "Knowing that I was just trying to save my life, I made a fool of myself with you. You pretended to know nothing and kept me by your side. What is it that you are not teasing me?"

His breath was unsteady: "If you didn't really like me now, how would I know that your like was fake?"

She was stunned.

You Wuming tied her belt to several dead ends and explained, "Your expression, your taste, have become different, now it seems to have added honey, which is much sweeter than before, That's why I found out that you didn't like me before. It's because you like me that I'm reluctant to let you die with me, understand?"

San was stunned. Has she...has changed?

He continued to tie the knot, tying her belt into a long knot, as if afraid she would eat him.

He said: "I thought you would be very moved. Who knew your women's minds were so strange. What are you thinking about, Xiao Sangguo, when will I drive you away? I'm clearly doing it for your own good. Treat my kindness as a donkey’s liver and lungs?”

"So do you like me or not?" she asked, crying.

"I like it." You Wuming continued to toss her poor belt.

"Be serious!" She grabbed his collar.

You Wuming slowly raised his eyes, twitched the corners of his mouth twice, and opened her hand cautiously, unable to help but laugh: "Little Sangguo, what you look like now, if you don't know, you think I've done something to you. In fact, It was you who almost gave me something..."

She stared at him, reluctantly.

You Wuming was helpless, coughed a few times awkwardly, her eyes fluttered, and when she floated to her lips, she said in a low voice, "Didn't you say it in Yunzhou? I like it."

"Then you want to let me go because you like me, don't you want me to be in danger, right?" She continued to ask.

You Wuming struggled to the death: "I just let you live."

"You Wuming, are you the Great Demon King!" She grabbed him angrily, "Be arrogant! If there is no way to survive, just make a bloody way for me! Fall off a cliff, and give me wings to fly! "

Her eyes glowed.

Like a warm little sun, suddenly, it hit him.

You Wuming looked at her blankly,

A few moments later, there seemed to be a whole dark deep sea shattering in his eyes. Immediately, the dark star rose, he took a breath, and felt something burst out of his heart!

All of a sudden, behind him were two cyan-black light wings that were half a person's length!

The carriage seemed to no longer exist, and a terrifying vortex formed in the spiritual cloud, rushing towards the lifeless new spiritual wing like a madness, the brilliance circulated, and the illusory light wing quickly solidified.

He really did grow wings.

The frenzied surging of spiritual energy alerted Sang Bujin and Yun Xuzhou on the carriage.

The two rushed into the carriage, dumbfounded.

"Broken, broken..."

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