Sheng Jingyang's eyes were in a trance, and he approached unconsciously.

Yan Wushu suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Except for the Yan family members who were lying on the ground, the other onlookers could have seen that this pervert Sheng Jingyang not only forced the boy to beat him, he actually... even licked the boy's palm?!

Yan Wushu pulled his hands away, shaking the red-haired man in front of him like he was shocked: "Wow...how are you..."

In desperation, he accidentally threw Sheng Jingyang's chin, leaving an obvious bloodstain there.

Realizing that he had hurt Sheng Jingyang, Yan Wushu became afraid again: "I'm sorry..." He huddled into a ball and looked at the man opposite him in horror.

But Sheng Jingyang just wiped his chin with his fingers to wipe off the blood, looked at him indifferently and said, "I told you, I have thick skin, so I can hit him casually."

He looked at the palm of his hand again, and explained uncomfortably: "Saliva can sterilize and heal wounds, um... That's it."

But Yan Wushu didn't have a wound on his hand.

Lick other people's palms like a dog.If it were Sheng Jingyang before today, he would never believe that this was something he could do.

However, he did so naturally, and even... had more ideas.

"Did you get hurt just now?"

Yan Wushu shook his head. Although those people were ferocious, they hadn't had time to attack him.

Sheng Jingyang's expression could not be said to be one of disappointment, peace of mind, or both.

Anyone could see that something was wrong with Sheng Jingyang, only Yan Wushu couldn't see it: "Thank you for saving me." He pursed his lips and whispered thanks.

In fact, Yan Wushu was still a little afraid of Sheng Jingyang, the shadow that the other party cast on him was too great, even these two slaps could not completely offset this subconscious fear.

Seeing his alienation, the light in the amber eyes dimmed instantly, Sheng Jingyang showed a little irritated expression, and was afraid of scaring Yan Wushu, so he barely suppressed the urge to say something to Yan Wushu.There is no need to be alienated from him, but probably because of the aroma that made him lose his mind, or because the lick just now was poisonous, another thought suddenly popped up in Sheng Jingyang's mind, and it became more and more intense, yelling crazily until he couldn't suppress it at all:

"Since you want to thank me, give me a gift."

Yan Wushu stared at him with his beautiful eyes, as if saying thank you for a gift.

The amber animal pupils locked firmly on Yan Wushu's face, and his gaze moved down slightly, landing on the plump and beautiful lips.

The person in front of him is soft and fragrant everywhere, and he knew very early on that there is another place where it will be softer, more fragrant and sweet.

Yan Wushu, who didn't know what would happen, was still waiting for him to say what the thank you gift was.He thought very simply, although he was afraid of Sheng Jingyang, but the other party helped him after all, after giving him a gift, he logically begged Sheng Jingyang for help and escorted him to find Qi Liuqing.Facing the situation of being surrounded and targeted, Yan Wushu really needs someone to tell him what to do next.

Until his face was pinched and his lower lip was bitten, he was bitten and bitten like a small animal whose meat was caught by a beast, his mouth was very painful from being sucked, and what was even more exaggerated was that Sheng Jingyang forced him to open his mouth to lick the inside of his mouth.

The sound of whimpering and unhurried swallowing of saliva stunned the onlookers who couldn't see clearly but knew what they were doing, and even the big men lying on the ground didn't move.

Yan Wushu frowned, feeling drowsy from being kissed, and suddenly woke up because of the stinging pain from his mouth.

He suddenly realized that many people were watching him, watching him being...

The grievances flooded up.

"Snapped"

A real slap.The slap that couldn't bear and muster up the courage to slap before was firmly slapped on Sheng Jingyang's face this time.

The red-haired man was still breathing quickly, his eyes were red, he looked at Yan Wushu, reached out and wiped the beaten half of his face, his face was expressionless.

Yan Wushu was terrified, but his anger overwhelmed his fear, and his voice trembled: "How could...how could you treat me like this?"

He hid in a corner, not wanting to be seen by people outside.The last time it was in the overcrowded Black Arena, Sheng Jingyang didn't know why he went crazy, but Yan Wushu was about to lose consciousness at that time, and knowing that no one knew him in the Black Arena, he managed to suppress his shame as aNothing happened, even if he met Sheng Jingyang again later, he was mostly afraid, and rarely thought of this incident.

But today is different, he has realized that there are many people outside waiting for him to lose face.Sheng Jingyang... Sheng Jingyang, that bastard...

Probably stimulated by a series of events today, Yan Wushu was so angry that he slapped Sheng Jingyang's hand away when he was trying to do something: "Don't touch me!"

Sheng Jingyang's movements stopped, and there was a hint of irritability and a little helplessness between his brows, but he really didn't move, and just stood there, staring at Yan Wushu with his lips pursed.

Yan Wushu wanted to say a lot about him, about his dissatisfaction with Sheng Jingyang, but he didn't say anything, his pretty face was puffed up, fierce and wronged, he just stared at Sheng Jingyang.

Under such eyes, Sheng Jingyang almost didn't even think about it: "I'm sorry...it's all my fault."

Although don't know what Yan Wushu is angry about.Sheng Jingyang's mind is now full of insignificant rubbish and how to get Yan Wushu's forgiveness, and he can't think of any other serious things.

The discussion outside gradually became louder.

The bell rang suddenly amidst the noise, and everyone looked towards the entrance of the corridor.

Unknowingly, many testers have been passed on, and in the dark corridor, familiar footsteps can be heard.

Yu Chenggui stepped out of the shadows and looked at Sheng Jingyang and Yan Wushu who had a strange atmosphere at the exit of the corridor.

His eyes fell on Yan Wushu's red and swollen lips that were stained with water.

After a short pause, he glanced at the people lying on the ground and Sheng Jingyang, and just raised his hand slightly, and the group of people was tied up with chains along with Sheng Jingyang.

"Fighting is not allowed in the trial meeting, and offenders will be imprisoned for three days."

Sheng Jingyang still looked at Yan Wushu, he was bound by the chains and did not rush to break free immediately, it seemed that getting Yan Wushu's response at this moment was far more important to him than this punishment.

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