Brother, this showman

In the medical hall, when the gray-bearded doctor put down the prepared medicinal wine for the third time, he couldn't help but took the feather duster and slapped it heavily on the table, causing the herbs spread on the table to tremble in fear.

I saw him pointing at Feng Lianchen who buried his head in Ye Wenqing's arms, moaning and coquettish, cursing: "Look at you, you are also a man with handles anyway, what does it look like crying! You will die if you apply medicine I didn't roll on your feet with a knife!"

"And you!" The doctor turned his anger on Ye Wenqing again, "If the boy yells that he hurts you, just obey him, even if he is coquettish with you, you won't be able to see it? If this continues, he will crawl on your head sooner or later!"

"Like to watch but don't like to look away! I don't have time to mess around here with you!"

Ye Wenqing's expression was embarrassing, exhausted, he couldn't see that Feng Lianchen did it on purpose, but he just couldn't help it, after all, this injury is miserable to look at, and it's his sweetheart, so he couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Well, doctor, can you be more gentle when you attack?" Ye Wenqing bit the bullet, looked at the doctor flatteringly, and asked in a consulting tone.

"Why don't you take some chicken feathers and dip him in medicinal wine?" The doctor asked him with a half-smile, showing his neat white teeth.

"No need, doctor, you can continue!" Ye Wenqing resolutely refused, fearing that he would be kicked out of the hospital if he continued, "Do whatever you think is most effective."

Ye Wenqing hugged Feng Lianchen's head tightly, pressed his face against his chest, and warned in a low voice: "If you hum again, I will lose you right now."

"Okay." Feng Lianchen accepted it as soon as he saw it, and nodded obediently. The next time he applied the medicinal wine, he kept his lips tightly pressed together without making a sound, but his body trembled from time to time, which made Ye Wenqing's heart break when he saw it. Keep an eye on the strength of the doctor's hands all the time, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Half an hour later, the two of them were escorted out of the hospital by the doctor like a plague god.

Ye Wenqing felt that his hands were sore from holding Feng Lianchen, so he simply carried him on his back when he went back.But this little brat seems to have drunk something wrong, he is very energetic, and because he is young now, he is acting like a spoiled rascal.

"Your feet are as swollen as steamed buns and you can still laugh, you have a big heart." Ye Wenqing pressed Feng Lianchen's dangling legs, his eyes fell on the bandages wrapped around his left foot, and then Carefully release the hand.

"Happy." Feng Lianchen buried his hand in Ye Wenqing's neck, sniffing greedily the unique bamboo fragrance on his body, his mind was at ease, and the corners of his mouth opened wider, "Thank you brother for carrying me, thank you brother for hugging me, Thank you brother for bringing me to the clinic, thank you brother for being willing to forgive me."

"Don't thank me." Ye Wenqing slowed down, glanced at the person on the back with his corner of the eye, and said in a deep voice, "I said, this is the last time. I don't want to embarrass myself, but I don't want to be scared again and again." , worrying all day long to guess whether you want to leave me alone to bear something that doesn’t belong to you.”

"So, Feng Lianchen, you must tell me anything in the future, and you must not hide anything, otherwise..." Ye Wenqing paused, his Adam's apple twitched slightly, and a flash of determination flashed across his eyes, "You and I will never see each other again in this life. If there is a destiny, maybe we can meet up on Huangquan Road."

"Okay!" Feng Lianchen hugged Ye Wenqing's neck tightly, pressed against his cheek, and promised, "I promise you. From now on, I will tell you everything, and I will never hide it."

"Brother, I really know that I made a mistake, and I dare not do it again." Feng Lianchen carefully looked at Ye Wenqing's expression, and rubbed his head against his neck flatteringly, as if he was begging his master for a favor. Dried cat.

Ye Wenqing couldn't help laughing, lifted the person up, and said, "Okay, you don't get bored."

Feng Lianchen chuckled and continued to shake his legs.

The vegetable farmer who met the two before was a little dumbfounded when he saw the happy appearance of the two, and sighed that children are so forgetful.

Feng Lianchen sprained his ankle, and entrusted Ye Wenqing with all his food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Ye Wenqing felt the sadness and difficulty of raising a child.

"Feng Lianchen, change back, you look at me like this, I feel panicked." Ye Wenqing dropped the wet cloth in his hand, leaned on the back of the chair and let out a comfortable sigh, raised a finger wearily and pointed to the bed Feng Lianchen sat upright.

"Okay." Feng Lianchen nodded with a smile, twirled a trick, and instantly changed back to the familiar appearance of Ye Wenqing.

"When did you learn to sing willow birds?" Ye Wenqing rested his chin on his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Feng Lianchen suspiciously.

"In the soul market, if you get the memory of the ghost king of Danshu, you will be fine." Feng Lianchen moved his feet, trying to get up.

"What are you going to do!" Ye Wenqing was flustered, the exhaustion on his face disappeared, and he stood up immediately and rushed in front of him.

"I..." Feng Lianchen was stunned for a moment, then blinked, his eyes fell on the wooden barrel placed on the side, the dense water vapor was slowly rippling in the air, and he happily made various graceful gestures.

"Do you want to take a bath?" Ye Wenqing followed his gaze and guessed in surprise.

Feng Lianchen leaned forward, met Ye Wenqing's gaze, and smiled slightly: "Brother, I'm sorry."

"Why do you have to take a shower if you have limited mobility?" Ye Wenqing frowned, pressed his shoulders and helped him back to his original position, "Just wipe yourself off."

"Dirty." Feng Lianchen shook his head, rolled up his sleeves, revealing two dark arms inside, as if they had been wiped with pot ashes, so black that they were not slippery.

"When did you get it?" Ye Wenqing pointed to the two arms that could be called charcoal in surprise, "Of course I didn't have them before."

"I got it by the ditch." Feng Lianchen lowered his head in embarrassment, put down his sleeves, and avoided Ye Wenqing slightly, "The face is also dirty and smelly."

As soon as Feng Lianchen mentioned his face, Ye Wenqing's heart tightened for a while, and she stepped forward to hold his face and looked at it carefully.

The smooth and white forehead was covered with scratches of different lengths, and blood was still dripping from the wound.The thick black sword eyebrows are still a little bald, and there is a conspicuous bruise on the bridge of the high nose, even the corner of the mouth is not spared.

Hey, what a handsome face, why did it get knocked like this?

"Okay, let's take a shower and see if you have any other wounds." Ye Wenqing pitifully stretched out her hand to trace those wounds carefully.

"it is good."

Until Ye Wenqing inadvertently caught a glimpse of something with which he had a relationship once, he was majestic, high-spirited, and not too small.He woke up completely, looked away hastily, and said, "Why didn't you take it off until then?"

"It's too stinky, I can't stand it." Feng Lianchen replied honestly, leaning half on Ye Wenqing's body, looking at him pleadingly, "Brother, please help me there."

Ye Wenqing shook his head, trying to reject what he saw, but his eyes couldn't see it, but he could still feel it.Because Feng Lianchen hugged him too tightly, and the clothes in the spring were thin, the layer of material seemed to be there, and even the outline of the thing with it could be outlined.

"Don't move around." Ye Wenqing pushed Feng Lianchen and moved him two or three inches away from behind him, his voice was a little hoarse, and his breathing was out of rhythm.

"I didn't move." Feng Lianchen blinked innocently, with a hint of grievance.

Ye Wenqing tried to calm down, and after thinking about it, he felt that there is nothing to be shy about a big man, the structure is the same, besides, it's not like he hasn't seen it before.

yes!It's not that I haven't seen it before!

The more Ye Wenqing thought about it, the more he felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill. When he looked up again, his eyes were clear, and he grabbed Feng Lianchen's arm and clasped it on his shoulder, and took him by the waist to lead him to the bathtub.

"Senior brother." Feng Lianchen lazily leaned on Ye Wenqing's body, his lips came close to his ear, and his soft lips seemed to touch the ear pinna lightly a few times inadvertently.

"What are you doing!" Ye Wenqing was shocked for a moment, straightened up immediately, and hid his head back, the place where his ear was touched felt faintly hot.

"I just want to talk to senior brother." Feng Lianchen smiled very naturally, without any embarrassment.

"Just say what you want to say, what are you doing so close? I'm not deaf." Ye Wenqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little regretful. He didn't dare to think about why he was regretful.

"Say it directly?"

"Well, just say it directly."

"Brother, do you see how big I am? You can feel it again, is it really big?"

"Feng Lianchen, you shameless thing!" Ye Wenqing withdrew his hand and pushed Feng Lianchen directly into the tub, splashing everywhere, and he was not spared.

"Cough cough cough."

Feng Lianchen's injured foot was still on the outside of the bathtub, like a turtle with its shell facing down, his upper body was completely submerged in the water, he stood up straight with difficulty while climbing the edge of the bucket with both hands, choking on a few mouthfuls of water.

Ye Wenqing couldn't look directly at his right hand right now, it seemed that there was still a strange temperature on it, it was so hot that it couldn't go away.

Ye Wenqing curled up his fingertips slightly, his chest heaved violently, and finally strode forward, grabbed Feng Lianchen's head and pushed him into the water, cursing in a low voice: "Shameless brat, how dare you play me for fun?" , give me a good wash!"

Feng Lianchen struggled hard to release Ye Wenqing's hand, took a big breath of fresh air, a smile flashed in his eyes, and with his long arm, he brought Ye Wenqing in, just in his arms.

"Release!" Ye Wenqing slapped Feng Lianchen on the back, turned his head to look at his drooping left foot, saw that the bandage was not wet, he was relieved, and threw it on his back again. One palm, "Let go of me!"

"Do not."

Feng Lianchen spoke lightly, hugged Ye Wenqing tightly, and looked at his wet clothes, the thin cloth clinging to his body, two red plums and a wider world were vaguely presented .

"Brother, can I kiss you?" Feng Lianchen's eyes darkened, his throat moved up and down, and his deep voice was like a ray of fragrance overflowing from the fine wine that had been dusty for many years, captivating and alluring.

"I can't." Ye Wenqing stepped back while shoving Feng Lianchen who was close at hand, but the space of the bathtub was limited, and the edge could be reached with just a touch, and the distance between the two was only half a fist away. .

However, before Ye Wenqing got more depressed, his lips were covered with softness, and something warm and moist was rubbed back and forth on his lips tenderly, and finally he broke into the city, strong but not lacking in tenderness.It plundered for a long time, until it took all the treasures in the city into its pocket and took it as its own before leaving with satisfaction.

"Why are you kissing me so well?" Ye Wenqing stared at Feng Lianchen with a pair of glossy red lips, his eyes were full of water vapor, and the end of his eyes was powdery, like a delicate flower that had absorbed dew all night, Gorgeous and flawless in the sun.

"If you say it, you can't kiss."

"Huh? What?"

"Brother, I kiss you."

"...Well, I see."

Ye Wenqing finally gave up resisting, and was just hugged by Feng Lianchen, a shameless vixen, and kissed left and right.

He had to wonder whether Feng Lianchen had been in the Soul Market or the Goulan Courtyard this year, his ability to seduce people was getting stronger and stronger.

"Senior brother, Little Yezi is up." Feng Lianchen sensed Ye Wenqing's change, pecked him on the cheek, and smiled lowly, like a cat that stole the smell.

"Nonsense! If you mess with me like this, it will be a problem if it doesn't respond." Ye Wenqing leaned on his shoulder, raised his eyelids lazily, and yawned, "Have you finished washing? If you are done, put it away." Let me go, I'm tired."

"No, brother, I am the little leaf, it is the little leaf."

"roll!"