My Love Comes to See the Grass on my Grave - Chapter 29

Murong Yan, who was blind, couldn’t go out. He could only nest in the Shanhe Casino all day to feed the fish and listen to how much money was collected in the shop. He was so bored that he asked Gu Lang to read the script to him.

“I have a box of text books under my bed,” Murong Yan said to Gu Lang, “Go get some books and read them to me, okay?”

Word book? Gu Lang dubiously went to look under his bed, but he really saw a large box of books. He picked up a book and flipped through it, turning a few pages and suddenly his face changed. The storybook is the storybook, but the words are being turned over and over again, making people blush and heartbeat.

“Have you found it?” Murong Yan asked while standing at the door.

Gu Lang wanted to change one book, but after changing one book after another, he was stunned that he couldn’t find one.

“Does it look good?” Murong Yan asked, after hearing that Gu Lang didn’t say anything, he said, “Why don’t you read it? You are so fascinated by yourself that you don’t have time to read it to me…”

That day, Sun Fang and Zhao Zhuo were sitting in front of the courtyard gate, watching the blind Murong Yan being chased by Gu Lang, running around the roof, and stepping on several tiles.

“The big boss is really thick,” Sun Fang sighed, “I’m not afraid of being chased and beaten by guards every day.”

“Young master didn’t do anything ruthless.” Zhao Zhuo looked at the two chasing after him on the roof, and said with a smile, “Young master is so popular that he looks like this…”

Later, the box of words was moved to where Murong Yan did not know, and Gu Lang never saw it under his bed again.

“I haven’t seen it,” Murong Yan sat beside Gu Lang’s bed and said to the sleepy human, “It was given to me by someone else, I don’t know what was written.”

Gu Lang was too sleepy to open his eyes, nodded and said, “I’m going to sleep.”

Murong Yan lifted the quilt and got in, “Well, go to sleep.”

Gu Lang: “…Your room is next door.”

“It’s too troublesome to run around,” Murong Yan said, “The bed is so big, you won’t give me half of it?”

Gu Lang was so sleepy that he didn’t bother to care about him. Murong Yan listened to his long breathing, a smile appeared on his lips, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning, Murong Yan woke up in the darkness and found that someone was watching him.

“Does it look good?” He laughed softly, Xu Shi just woke up, his voice was a little heavy.

Gu Lang was shocked and did not speak.

“You just look at it like that?” Murong Yan leaned closer and whispered, “What are you doing without taking advantage of my blindness?”

Gu Lang was puzzled, “What to do?”

Murong Yan: “Do whatever you want.”

Gu Lang thought for a while and said, “I hit you?”

Murong Yan: “…”

“Wood!” Murong Yan lifted the quilt angrily, got out of bed and left.

But the anger returns to the anger, and at night, I still have to share half of the bed. Gu Lang couldn’t say anything about him, so he let him go. So, Murong Yan rubbed against the bed for more than half a month, her eyes almost healed and she refused to go back to her room to sleep.

The white cloth strip on his eyes has been removed, and the doctor said that he should be able to see it in a few days.

The next morning, Murong Yan opened his eyes in a daze, and in the light morning light, he saw that familiar face.

Gu Lang hadn’t woken up yet, he was holding the quilt and breathing lightly, a red mark was pressed on Bai Jing’s face.

Murong Yan raised his hand to rub the red mark, and stroked his cheek with his fingertips, causing a tickling. Gu Lang moved his eyelids and opened his eyes.

“Awake?” Murong Yan said warmly, “Your face is all red.”

Gu Lang wasn’t awake yet, and was about to close his eyes again, but after a pause, he grabbed the hand on his face, “You… can you see?”

Murong Yan nodded and said, “Well, I saw you.”

Gu Lang’s eyes gradually became clearer, and there was a little smile, “Yesterday they were still betting, betting on when…” Halfway through he said, a warmth suddenly pressed down on his lips.

He recalled the night when Murong Yan was pulled to the roof to watch the moon, the hot breath burst into his mouth, he bit the man’s lower lip in a hurry, and tasted his warm blood.

warm.

That was the only thought he had before he fainted.

The lips and tongue break into the teeth, nibbling and licking/playing. Gu Lang snapped back to his senses and kicked the man out of bed with one kick.

“Hey… I don’t know how to lighten it,” Murong Yan rubbed his waist, looked at Gu Lang on the bed, and suddenly smiled again, saying, “It’s fine if you don’t faint.”