Brother, this showman

Originally, Feng Lianchen was just asked to take a simple bath, but after a while, both of them were finished.To be more specific, it should be Feng Lianchen who cleaned up both of them.

"Feng Lianchen, why hasn't your thing disappeared?" Ye Wenqing had just stepped out of the bathtub with one foot, and he caught a glimpse of a certain scenery, a little speechless.

Feng Lianchen had just wiped off the water droplets on his body, when he heard Ye Wenqing's words, he lowered his head to look, and said without changing expression, "My son is getting older, and I want to learn more, senior brother, can you help me?"

"Get out!" Ye Wenqing walked forward without looking back, his steps were a little hasty, and he was a little flustered.

The straight and slender legs are like a pair of jade chopsticks moving on the carpet, and the water drops on the toes that have not been wiped off give birth to blossoming water lilies on the carpet, which is full of infinite spring in the haze.Another example is the newly born red beans in the south, which attract people to pick.

As soon as Ye Wenqing picked up the underwear and was about to put it on, he felt his waist tightened, and his back felt hot. The underwear in his hand was snatched away by a strong hand, and he threw it away, pitifully lying on the table.

"The dog said he wanted to say hello to his senior brother, and because he is filial, I agreed." Feng Lianchen hugged Ye Wenqing in his arms, buried his head in his neck, his hoarse voice was full of lust. , falling kisses as fine as raindrops on his neck.

"The dog is timid by nature but can't control himself. If there is something wrong, I hope the brother will not blame it. If there is any dissatisfaction, just tell me directly, I will educate it well, and it will definitely change."

"You fart! Ugh!" Ye Wenqing sucked everything into Feng Lianchen's stomach before he could finish his sentence, and watched himself being hugged to bed by him.

With the cold sheets on his bare back, his chaotic consciousness regained consciousness for a moment.

Ye Wenqing frowned, twisted his body uncomfortably, and grabbed Feng Lianchen's arm. He didn't know whether it was because of the bed sheet or something else. His body trembled slightly, his nose fluttered slightly, and his breathing was chaotic.

"Brother, I think..." Feng Lianchen lowered his head and kissed Ye Wenqing's thin lips, and rubbed it with his son who had grown a bit, trying his best to restrain the beast struggling in the cage in his eyes, " Can you?"

"Your feet are not healed yet, don't mess around." Ye Wenqing opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, and patted his shoulder, "Go down."

"Senior brother." Feng Lianchen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the beast in his eyes gradually stopped, and he stayed quietly in the cage.He leaned over to gnaw on Ye Wenqing's protruding collarbone, the hot air from the tip of his nose made Ye Wenqing shudder, his body was as red as a cooked shrimp.

"I'm uncomfortable." Feng Lianchen snorted, looked at Ye Wenqing with wet eyes, took his hand to touch his tall son, his eyes showed eagerness.

Touching that thing again, even if Ye Wenqing tried to pretend to be calm, it wouldn't help. His face was flushed, his hands were stiff there, and he didn't dare to make any movements.

"Senior brother, move." Feng Lianchen's dark eyes filled with steam, joy and pain intertwined, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his smooth forehead, and the sunlight that slipped through the window hit him, shining brightly.

Feng Lianchen moved up to Ye Wenqing's nose and kissed him, and moved Ye Wenqing's hands up and down.

"Okay, okay!" Ye Wenqing broke away from Feng Lianchen's hand in an instant as if he had just woken up from a dream, his eyes dodged, and he stammered, "You, you, you, don't move, I will, I will."

"Then I'll take care of you, brother." Feng Lianchen's eyebrows were slightly curved, even more beautiful than Xia Hua in the scorching sun.

Ye Wenqing lowered his eyes and glanced under him, then left in a hurry, the corner of his mouth could not help but twitch.There is no one in this world like him who is a senior brother, not to mention serving his junior brother like a cow, but also serving his hand, relieving him of that little... son who has nowhere to rest.

Feng Lianchen closed his eyes, buried his face comfortably in Ye Wenqing's neck, and let out a few pleasant sighs from time to time.

"Feng Lianchen, let your son out quickly!" Ye Wenqing felt his hands ache after touching it for a while, but the thing didn't show any signs of fading, and he felt ashamed and annoyed at the same time, and his head got dizzy with anger.

Feng Lianchen pretended not to hear, arched his furry head, and continued to moan.

"I gave you a face, didn't I! You!" Ye Wenqing slapped Feng Lianchen's head with his palm, and his voice stopped abruptly, as if he was being held hostage by a thief with a knife, he didn't dare to move at all.

"Brother is still active, let's go together." Smiling, Feng Lianchen raised his head and smiled at Ye Wenqing, and put the two little guys together to play without a teacher.

Ye Wenqing's body softened all of a sudden, and his anger disappeared completely. The string of bells worn around his neck made crisp sounds following the movements of the two of them. It was unique in this chaotic scene, weird and ambiguous.Ye Wenqing was so ashamed that she wished she could be deaf and blind.

"This sound is really nice." Feng Lianchen lowered his head and bit the shaking bell, and he had something to say, admiring from the bottom of his heart.

"It's almost done." Ye Wenqing was afraid that if he continued like this, he would almost finish what he shouldn't be doing, so he raised his limp hands and scratched the soft flesh on his waist, "It's broad daylight, and you don't know how to restrain yourself."

"Okay." Feng Lianchen put it away when he saw it, quickened his movements, and took the two little guys together for a nine-day tour. The soft clouds made people intoxicated and overwhelmed.

Feng Lianchen's son, together with Ye Wenqing's son, were white and tender, with their unique smell, lying on the bed together, looking at this new world innocently.

Jiuchongtian is good at everything, but the bell is too loud, and even the closed doors and windows can't cover it up.

Ye Wenqing slumped under the quilt exhaustedly, buried his face in the pillow, and let the vassal minister clean up the son left on his body.He was obviously too tired to open his eyes, but his consciousness was still active.

Just now all kinds of things come to my mind, the infinite spring is full of moving fragrance, intoxicating and tiring, exhausting and laborious.The temperature of the auricles that had finally receded showed signs of rising again.

Ye Wenqing scratched the pillow towel beside her hand angrily, and took a deep breath, what's the matter!

The slight knock on the door interrupted Ye Wenqing's awkward and strange thoughts.

"Who is it?" Ye Wenqing raised his head, his voice was hoarse, but the voice that he thought was loud was as thin as a mosquito.

Upon hearing the voice, Ye Wenqing angrily glanced at Feng Lianchen who was lying outside with a contented smile on his face, and beat him hard.

Seeing that there was no reaction inside, the people outside stopped, and boldly shouted: "Your Excellency, please stop ringing the bell. My wife is not in good health and needs to rest well. Please, Your Excellency."

The man left after speaking, for fear that the people inside would rush out and blame him for being troublesome.

ring the bell...

He doesn't seem to be ringing the bell...

Ye Wenqing's expression froze, he looked down at the bell hanging around his neck, and thought about why the bell rang.Suddenly it felt like being struck by lightning, his eyes widened, like a cat with fried fur, and it was about to explode in the next moment.

At this time, a warm palm pressed the cat's neck and stroked it gently, which was more comfortable than the warm winter sun shining on the body.

The cat had no choice but to take back all the fur that had blown up, moved its body inside, squinted its eyes and tried to regain its confidence, and hummed: "There will be no next time."

That hand paused for a moment, and Ye Wenqing felt a numbness in his neck, and then a deep voice sounded: "Shake your head better next time."

"Why don't you fucking come up with a song "House of Flying Daggers"!" Ye Wenqing got angry, and slapped Feng Lianchen on the face with a slap.

Feng Lianchen grabbed his hand, put it in his mouth and bit it carefully, and smiled softly: "Since senior brother asks, then I will try my best."

"...Go away! Shameless thing!"

"Then "House of Flying Daggers", I can learn more other songs."

"..."

Ye Wenqing wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, turned over and closed her eyes, not planning to pay any attention to Feng Lianchen anymore, this brat is too shameless, and he is getting more and more shameless, he must find a chance to beat him up some other day.

It was already past noon when the two got up again, and the closed wooden windows could no longer cover the enthusiastic sunlight, and Jin Hui generously sprinkled the ground.

The birds on the branches outside pecked at the wooden window tirelessly, and even called on their friends to peck the fingernail-wide window slit to the width of half a finger.

The bird was proudly admiring his masterpiece, and when he was thinking of picking a place to place his beak again, the wooden window opened with a snap.

The bird fluttered its wings in fright, and fled back to the branch, tilting its head, looking at the man leaning against the window sill and the man's red and white neck in bewilderment with his bean-big eyes.

Ye Wenqing covered his neck with his hands in depression, his eyes darted around the busy and noisy streets, how could he go out like this.

Ye Wenqing was debating whether to wait until dark before asking Zhen Xiangsi, but Zhen Xiangsi didn't dare to go anywhere else anyway.

"Brother Wen Qing!"

A surprised voice sounded from below.

Ye Wenqing followed the prestige, and saw Song Jihua in a water-green gown standing in front of a wonton stall, holding a stack of thick paper in his hand, and beckoning at him foolishly.

"Song Shiwen?" Ye Wenqing was also very surprised, and leaned out a little, "Why are you here?"

"Someone wrote to Xiao Guanzong to ask for help, so Master sent me here." Song Jihua shook the paper in his hand in distress, "I've been away for more than half a month, I have to go everywhere."

Ye Wenqing looked at Song Jihua's sleeves that were scratched to the point of a feather duster, and laughed unceremoniously: "You're going to turn into a flower."

Song Jihua wanted to say something else, but when he heard the boss behind him yelling, he immediately turned around and opened the bench and sat down, holding a spoon in one hand and calling Ye Wenqing in the other: "Brother Wenqing, come down and have a taste together."

Just as Ye Wenqing was about to nod, he suddenly remembered Feng Lianchen behind him, turned his head to look, and met a pair of sad eyes as expected: "Brother, take me?"

"I'm hungry."

"Okay, let's go. But you have to look like Little Leaf."

"it is good."

Therefore, Fengzi Room No. [-], which had been locked for most of the day, finally opened the door, and everyone who heard the bell in the hall looked up at the two people who came out.

Ye Wenqing turned a blind eye, hugged Feng Lianchen calmly, greeted everyone cheerfully, thought about what happened just now and before, and said apologetically, "I'm so sorry for bothering you all. I have already agreed with Xiaoer, and today you all use Meals are included."

The dissatisfaction in the hearts of the crowd dissipated, and they applauded and cheered one after another.

Ye Wenqing and the others were polite and left. Fortunately, Feng Lianchen had enough money for him to squander, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to say such bold words.