Death is the best way to end all pain.

He knew how humble he was, how humble he was, and even more so, how inseparable he was, he knew how inseparable he was from this person.

If this body still has a little room for persistence, Qin Shang will not choose to die easily.

But if he couldn't hold on in the end, he knew that he was still willing to die in his hands.

No matter how many times he has died, his emotions will never change.

This is his obsession and his obsession in this life.

What he wants is never the master's head down and showing kindness - his master will never bow his head. He is so noble, how could he really let go of his arrogant figure?

As long as the master is willing to look at him and say a few words to him, his long-cherished wish will be enough in this life and he will never be too greedy.

As for changing the method...

Qin Shang raised his eyes and couldn't help but look at the figure in white on the bed again.

The master said that in the future he can express his thoughts appropriately and his unwillingness.

The master said that he could occasionally disobey and be willful.

Qin Shang couldn't help but raise his mouth, and his dark eyes seemed to be shining with stars.

He is so gentle and obedient, and so obedient that he only obeys the order of his master. He will naturally keep these words in his heart, and occasionally...

Occasionally, be willful and disobedient.

That feeling should be good.

Of course, if the master is unhappy because of this, at worst... at worst, it would be nothing if he returns to his previous one.

Qin Shang thought so and couldn't help but close his eyes.

I really have no emotions at all.

Like a doll.

Joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are tied to that person.

He willingly took whatever his master gave him.

After giving a little grace, he was so moved that he instantly forgot all the suffering he had suffered.

That's just that without principles.

The water temperature in the bathtub is decreasing, and the air temperature is decreasing at night.

Qin Shang closed his eyes and leaned against the bathtub, as if he was asleep. His handsome face was calm and peaceful that had not been in a long time, and his eyebrows were stretched.

Half an hour has arrived.

Emperor Xiu stood up and walked to the screen, looked at someone who had been sleeping in the bath, and did not wake him up, but directly reached out and pressed his hand on the acupoint at the back of his neck.

The warm air flowed into the eight extraordinary meridians along the acupoints. The temperature on Qin Shang's body gradually increased, his handsome face turned red, and sweat came out of the pores of his body.

Inject true energy with one hand, and lift the cooled bath water with the other hand and pour it on Qin Shang, washing away sweat.

The slender fingers wandered around the neck, looking for possible blood stains. It was not until the ears, back of the neck, and arms were all white that the Emperor Xiu stopped cleaning.

The warm air flow is in for a while.

Emperor Xiu withdrew his hand, closed his eyes and washed the hair of the person in front of him for the last time, and added some fragrance until his ink hair returned to its former smooth and cleanliness.

He then wrapped the coat and carried the man out.

The fragrance always permeates the air, making people feel at tranquility.

After wiping the water from his body and hair, Emperor Xiu carried the person to the bed and still let him sleep on his stomach.

He held the hair with a little moisture in his hand. A little bit of true energy that was so thin that it was undetectable was spreading from the palm of his palm, and the water vapor was slowly evaporating.

Emperor Xiu lay on his side, casually wrapping his gradually evaporated hair around his fingertips.

The night outside is as frost, the breeze is gentle, the stars are shining in the night sky, and the moonlight shines through the window, making the room look quiet.

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