Chapter 247: Good God
When Zhongli ignored him from beginning to end, Shen Qianluo should have realized that he was in trouble.
He made Longlong angry.
Still very angry, the kind that is hard to appease.
She hung on Zhongli, tugged at his collar, shook her head and looked around, even lowered her head to nibble, caressed his fur, and stole a peek at his expression...
Zhongli remained unmoved.
In the blurred light and shadow, there was not much emotion on his face. He just hugged the boy's waist and shoulders tightly, restricting any movement to leave and not allowing him to leave his chest.
"Longlong, be good. Don't worry about me." After thinking it over, Shen Qianluo decided to be a good god and tried his best to seduce Longlong into falling for the sweet... seven-foot-tall (not) temptation of the young master. "Look, I'm fine."
He even raised his hand and touched Longlong's head in a serious manner, smoothing his fur.
Strangely enough, Zhongli who entered his dream maintained the characteristics of a dragon, and the dragon horns on his head were hard and eye-catching, causing Shen Qianluo to involuntarily cast his gaze over.
And gently touch it while stroking the fur.
The dragon horn is extremely hard, and doesn't feel like flesh and blood to the touch. I guess it's not sensitive enough... Can't he notice that he is whispering and comforting him with a smile, but is actually secretly distracting himself and having fun?
He felt Zhongli's breathing become heavier.
I don’t know if I was irritated by his nonchalant attitude.
Shen Qianluo, who knew when to stop, quickly withdrew one of his claws, coughed and began to save himself: "I shouldn't have concealed the plan from Longlong."
“……” Remaining speechless, Zhongli’s slightly gloomy gaze fell on his face.
There is a reaction.
Seeing this, Shen Qianluo's eyes lit up, and he blinked his golden pupils, and his tone became much lighter: "You shouldn't have met another Longlong without telling Longlong, um... I understand, Ali is jealous, no problem, I'll go beat up Nibelungen now..."
"Is that all?" The next second, Shen Qianluo, who was about to slip away, suddenly heard Zhongli's deep voice. He was so frightened that he was stuck for a second and shrank back into his arms.
As his mind raced, the boy underwent a series of intense elemental reactions in his brain.
only these?
Is there any other reason why Longlong is angry?
What else has he done behind Longlong's back?
...There are many things that are hidden, but Longlong should not be aware of them yet.
...Could it be that there was a flaw in the plan, causing Longlong to know certain parts in advance, which is why he is so angry?
This is not good...
"These are the only things I have hidden from A-Li." He began to talk nonsense without blushing or beating his heart. Shen Qianluo obediently rested his forehead on his shoulder, and his soft and weak tone softened, "What is A-Li angry about? If you feel uncomfortable, you can confide your troubles to the great young master..."
The next second, his chin was finally lifted up with force. The boy was stunned for a moment, and the puzzled and innocent expression on his pretty face was completely exposed in front of everyone.
Zhongli stared at him with a slightly gloomy expression.
Shen Qianluo stared back obediently.
"It seems that you still haven't understood." In the end, Zhongli spoke slowly first, his brows furrowed with a heavy heart, and his face was filled with incomparable sternness and solemnity.
"Tell me, how can I teach you that death is a terrible thing, not a trivial benefit and exchange... I am disappointed with your answer, Shen Qianluo."
Shen Qianluo was stunned.
Looking at his lover in shock, the young man's eyes flashed with fear, almost suffocating. He finally realized the seriousness of the situation belatedly: "Ali, you..."
This was the first time Zhongli called him by his full name. It sounded so strange, his tone was filled with suppressed anger, and the arms that were imprisoning him slowly tightened...
“But if it’s a worthy death, it may not be a bad thing…” The young master, who had never been directly disappointed by others, was still unwilling to accept it in his heart and chose to bravely retort at this moment.
He could sense the anger and sadness in Zhongli's eyes even more.
If it wasn't an illusion, he might have felt that the god who was embracing him with such intense emotion was trembling slightly.
With such ideas and ambitions, Shen Qianluo might really leave him again and again as he said, leaving him alone to wander in the same place, reminiscing and grieving day after day...
"..." After hesitating for a moment, the young master finally lowered his eyelashes, reluctantly hugged his Longlong slowly, his twinkling eyes became much gentler, "At least now, we are together..."
"...After the Nibelungen incident, do you have any plans?" Zhongli closed his eyes tiredly, forced himself to suppress the emotions in his heart, and faced the young man's golden eyes as clear as autumn water.
Shen Qianluo told the truth: "In a few days, I will set off for Xumi. There, there are some matters that need to be taken care of by me."
"Is time so urgent? Your injuries haven't healed yet. Why don't you stay with me and rest for a few more days?" Zhongli seemed reluctant.
Shen Qianluo shook his head slightly, and his tone was confident, and he obviously had full control over the current situation: "If we delay for a few more days, the situation will be too hasty... The "pet" is about to come, and we should make some preparations."
Zhongli was slightly surprised to hear this, and he also understood this: "It is them... Although their combat power is not strong, they are still quite troublesome."
Shen Qianluo stayed in his arms, leaning against his chest and whispering, "I'm here, don't worry."
"So, what about the plans for the longer term?"
But Zhongli's subsequent question still made him silent for a moment, and he fell into a brief silence: "After that..."
His lover seemed to be waiting for his answer, but Shen Qianluo, who had just had an ideological confrontation with Zhongli, remained silent for a long time: "This is both a game and a choice...Ali, if my choice...!"
All the explanations that followed were still blocked. Zhongli, who had been suppressing his emotions, had a greatly fluctuating breathing. He was trembling, forcing, cutting, groaning, as if he didn't want to hide the waves in his heart anymore at this moment, and vented his boundless sorrow during sex.
Shen Qianluo was almost unable to stand. He was shocked to realize his lover's intention, and his expression was visibly shocked: "Here!? Wait a minute..."
He finally fell down, looking up at the dragon looking down at him in panic.
(Omitted, put down the skirt)