"That's not OK. It hurts the muscles for a hundred days, only one month, and there are still two months."

Wei Lian was shocked.

Two months?!

He will die.

He is young, vigorous, has a lover, is healthy, and has tasted love. Desire is the sweetest time to be entangled.

One month is already very cruel, and he can't allow himself to endure for another two months.

Wei Lian threw the ink ingot, straightened his body and said, "Ji Xiaoyue, you have to go to Wushan with me."

Ji Yue: "Puff--"

Fortunately, he didn't drink water, otherwise he would have to spray it out now.

Ji Yue looked at Wei Lian with a chuckle.

The young man with a delicate appearance stared at him with a straightforward and bold enthusiasm in his eyes.

Wei Lian doesn’t know how to be reserved and restrained, but he just wants to hide his desires in front of his lover. What’s the point?

Ji Yue also looked back at him quietly, but he just didn't say anything.

Under his long stare, the young man finally knew how to be shy, and his white earlobes turned pink little by little.

Wei Lian lay on Ji Yue's arm, pressing him against him to move the memorial, and said vaguely: "...is it good?"

If you take the initiative to ask for help, even if you are as thick-skinned as a guard, you will be unable to bear it.

He would be ashamed of such shocking words only once, but he would be extremely ashamed.

Ji Yue looked at his pitiful and cute appearance and almost couldn't help but want to agree.

I still wake up at the critical moment: "No."

He has been waiting for this day for a long time.

Ji Yue was always angry that Wei Lian joked about his body, but he couldn't say it out.

Only by letting Wei Lian truly know the lesson can he remember not to hurt his body in the future.

But what is the lesson? I can't explain it clearly, and I can't bear to beat and scold me.

After thinking about it, Ji Yue decided to hurt the enemy by 1,000 and himself, and both sides abstained from asceticism.

Wei Lian was not given the reason for hurting his muscles and bones for a hundred days. Only by letting Wei Lian endure it so hard that he would not dare to commit it again next time, which could also be used as a punishment for Wei Lian this time.

Ji Yue felt that this plan was perfect, although he also punished himself...

But now, seeing the young man who was well-behaved on his arm and raised his eyes full of hope, Ji Yue felt that his plan might be at the first step.

This definitely won't work!

Don't be soft-hearted!

You are soft-hearted towards Wei Lian, but Wei Lian is not soft-hearted towards himself.

Ji Yue was cruel and cruel. Wei Lian's right arm was suppressed, so he changed his left hand to comment on the memorial, just ignoring Wei Lian's request.

The handwriting is as vigorous and powerful as ever.

Wei Lian stared at this scene in disbelief.

Has his charm failed?

Others are old and dirty??

His Lan Yan's grace was broken before he was old???

Wei Lian snatched the note and felt very aggrieved: "Are you really planning to pass the note?"

Ji Yue said seriously: "Wei Xiaolian, it was you who said that it was hurt, tendons, movement, bones, one, hundreds, heaven."

Wei Lian immediately denied: "I haven't said that."

Ji Yue: "Ha."

Wei Lian buried his arms, rubbing gently like a soft cat: "Ji Xiaoyue~"

Ji Yue teased him: "Is Maoer in love with the ?"

Wei Lian nodded with all his might.

Ji Yue said coldly and ruthlessly: "Sichun is useless, one hundred days is one hundred days, and one hour is not enough." It depends on whether you dare to hurt yourself next time.

“…”

Wei Lian stood up expressionlessly and threw the stolen letter back into Ji Yue's arms.

"What do you want?"

The young man left with his sleeves neatly.

Ji Yue: "…"

He put away the memorial and walked to the window to see Wei Lian's back gradually moving away.

Outside the window, flowers are blooming, and new buds are sprouted from the willow branches. The warm wind blows by, and the grass is growing and the warblers are flying. The thin figure looks so beautiful.
Chapter completed!