sinovels Chapter 42
Chapter 42
After the burning of dead bodies in the valley, the lives of the people have become a little more stable, and finally they are no longer worried all day long.
People who escaped from the disaster live in the city, and the order from the beginning is not chaotic, because this moment of peace is not easy, and everyone cherishes it.
But when it comes to stability, the place where Zhao Buxi lives is in chaos.
Zhou Xiang has been angry almost every day for the past two days. He can't see Zhao Buxi being nice to others, but it's a pity that no one will take his feelings into consideration.
Xie Chenjian picked wild fruits from outside, took them back and washed them, and wanted to give Zhao Buxiu a taste.
Since Zhao Buxiu rescued Zhou Xiang, his body was no different from that of ordinary people. He ate what ordinary people eat, and he could no longer go out hunting with swordsmen.
Zhao Buxi was a little unhappy, but Zhou Xiang thought it was quite good. He was afraid that if he did something wrong with Zhao Buxi, he would be maimed by Zhao Buxi. Now this kind of worry is completely unnecessary.
But Zhao Buxiu was always surrounded by someone, either Zhao Zhifeng or Xie Chenjian, the swordsman was better, as silent as air.Zhao Zhifeng couldn't do it anymore, and when they met each other, it was as if he was going to kill Zhou Xiang.This made Lin Qiyu suffer, so he returned to fight.
Zhou Xiang ate one of the fruits that Xie Chenjian had picked for Zhao Buxi first, took a bite, and swallowed it up, "What is this, it's too sour."
Xie Chenjian glanced at it, took out another plate out of nowhere, took a fruit and handed it to Zhao Buxi.
"It's sweet."
Zhao Buxiu took a bite, put his arms around Xie Chenjian's neck, and smiled at Zhou Xiang.
Zhou Xiang originally thought that the swordsman was a soft persimmon because he was silent, but he didn't expect that there was poison hidden in this persimmon, which was even more difficult to deal with than Zhao Zhifeng.
He took a bite of the sour fruit, and seeing Zhao Buxiu and Xie Chenjian's bodies next to each other made his heart feel even more sour.
He stood up from the chair, took a few steps, and stood in front of Zhao Buxi.
Right under Xie Chenjian's nose, he picked up Zhao Buxiu, pinched his chin, lowered his head and kissed Zhao Buxiu.
Zhao Buxi struggled a few times, but his waist was tightly clamped by Zhou Xiang. He made a few "whoops" and heard Zhou Xiang's heavy breathing.He raised his head and was licked and kissed on the neck.
Zhou Zeng hugged him tightly, put his hand into his clothes, groped a few times, then raised his head and looked at Xie Chenjian provocatively.
Xie Chenjian swept them lightly, took a few steps forward, and just pushed Zhou Xiang lightly, and the prince's body fell to the ground.He yelled, Xie Chenjian had already pulled Zhao Buxi into his arms.
He put Zhao Buxi on the couch and arranged his clothes for him.Zhao Buxi's body trembled slightly, Xie Chenjian turned his head to look at Zhou Xiang, and said to him: "You didn't see it, is he unwilling?"
Zhou Xiang was taken aback, Xie Chenjian said: "If you want to use him as a tool for your publicity, I will not let you go."
Zhou Xiang was kicked out by Xie Chenjian. He is no longer the title of prince, but the title of the king of a country. It is not the first time that he has been kicked out.
He touched his nose, and walked away dejectedly.
In the room, Zhao Buxiu leaned against Xie Chenjian's arms, and he played with a strand of Xie Chenjian's hair between his fingers.Xie Chenjian pushed him to the soft bed, kissed his neck, and covered up the traces that Zhou Xiang had left just now.
Zhao Buxiu panted, and after a while, he asked, "Who is not willing?"
Xie Chenjian paused, he lifted Zhao Buxiu's leg and controlled the strength.
Slowly advancing, he whispered: "Well, I don't want to."
He thought he had already figured it out, but when he saw them together, he still couldn't help being jealous.
He understood Zhao Buxiu's wishes and never violated them.
But just now, he lied.
Zhao Buxi didn't mean he didn't want to, it was because he didn't want to.
Zhao Buxi's face gradually turned red, Xie Chenjian looked down at him, raised his chin, and sealed his lips.
He wanted to completely wipe away the smell that Zhou Xing left on Zhao Buxing.
Zhou Xiang, who came out of the room, squatted at the door, propped his chin, and saw Zhao Zhifeng standing in the corner.
He waved his hand at Zhao Zhifeng, Zhao Zhifeng looked at him, Zhou Xiang raised the corner of his mouth, smiled and said to him: "It's quite interesting, isn't it?"
Zhao Zhifeng was stunned, and he heard Zhou Xiang say: "Some people and things that you think are within your reach are often the most out of reach, he is no longer yours, Brother Zhao."
The love of the Zhao family brothers grows in the dark, it is the moss that crawls all over the corners, it is the trembling and swaying flowers, it is the dream that will be shattered at any time.
Zhao Zhifeng couldn't tolerate these people in his heart, nor could he tolerate the current Zhao Buxiu.
That was no longer his younger brother, but someone else's palm flower.