Peerless Junior Uncle

Curious: "Master, you look so happy..."

Yin Qianji touched his face when he heard the words: "Is there?" Xiaotuanzi nodded seriously: "Yes. Ask Xiaobai if you don't believe me. Right, Xiaobai."

The little fox squatted at Yin Qianji's feet and tilted his head to look at Ceng Yihuan's calf. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at Yin Qianji. His round black eyes glowed royal blue under the moonlight.

Yin Qianji smiled and touched Yi Huan's head. But he smiled and said nothing: that is naturally happy. Because he was still worried about the blood exchange the day after tomorrow, so he secretly calculated a divination. Foretelling good and bad luck. Of course, Fu Qingcheng's fate is his. It’s impossible to predict. But this matter is related to both parties. As long as Xiao Lengyu’s fate is predicted, he will naturally know the result of Fu Qingcheng’s day after tomorrow. It’s useless to do a fortune-telling. Xiao Lengyu’s future fortune will be stable and open, and he will die. Doesn't that mean that the blood exchange the day after tomorrow is a success?

Thinking about it this way, most of the stone in Yin Qianji's heart has fallen.

Although a few braziers were lit in the room, the chill was still there. Fu Qingcheng hurriedly took a shower and ran to the bed. He Tingge had already warmed the bed. It was warm and comfortable. He let out a long breath. Hands and feet She rubbed against He Tingge: "It's good to have a wife."

He Tingge untied the skirt generously. He put Fu Qingcheng's hands on his chest and looked at Fu Qingcheng face to face with the quilt around his chin. He slightly hooked the corners of his lips. It's okay. No matter what, you are still by my side .

Originally planned to fall asleep like this. But He Tingge couldn't help opening his closed eyes not long after. Looking at the innocent man in front of him, he stretched out his hand to hold the hand that lit the fire on his body. He said helplessly: "What are you going to do. "

"Fuck you." The corners of Fu Qingcheng's lips twitched. He suddenly turned over and sat up, looking at He Tingge who was surrounded by a smirk.

He Tingge is in good health and angry. At this moment, he just feels chilly. But seeing that Fu Qingcheng is only wearing single clothes, he quickly put the quilt on the person sitting on his waist. He said helplessly, "What nonsense. Go to sleep. "

Fu Qingcheng hugged the quilt in disbelief: "No way. It's rare for me to feel it."

"Then what are you going to do?" He Tingge said helplessly.

"I want to fuck you." Fu Qingcheng stretched out his hand from the quilt to poke He Tingge's chest: "If you don't let me go, if you don't let me be your husband, you will be overlord."

He Tingge looked at Fu Qingcheng who was speaking righteously, and said softly, "Stop making trouble. It's so cold. Be careful of catching a cold."

"My skill has recovered now. It's not so easy to get sick. Just obey me obediently. Don't do unnecessary struggle." Fu Qingcheng leaned down and pinched He Tingge's chin with two fingers and said softly: "Why? So, let me do it obediently, or let me do it hard.”

He Tingge knew that he was not going to give up, so he stretched out his hand and squeezed Fu Qingcheng's hand. He smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Would you know it?"

"Look at me." Fu Qingcheng narrowed his eyes. With a shake of his shoulders, the quilt fell off. The sudden cold wind made him shiver uncontrollably. But after a little adaptation, it was fine.

He opened He Tingge's skirt. Fu Qingcheng's cool fingers brushed across his skin. It was a little itchy. He Tingge saw that he was "sexy", and didn't want to spoil his interest. So he let him mess around. Anyway, enough fun. It should be What goes up is still up. What should be down is still down...

Half an hour later, Fu Qingcheng turned over and lay on the other side in frustration. He turned his head and looked at He Tingge with a natural expression: "Why don't you feel like you don't feel anything at all? Am I not good at technology?"

"No. I feel it." He Tingge smiled: "It's so itchy."

Fu Qingcheng rolled his eyes. Then he crawled over and lay down on He Tingge's chest and said seriously: "Why don't you come here first. I'll learn and try again."

He Tingge resisted the urge to deal with this person on the spot. He covered the quilt with a pat and said, "Sleep when you've had enough trouble."

"No." Fu Qingcheng struggled out of the quilt as if determined to protest: "If you don't achieve your goal, you will never give up tonight."

"Then wait until you are in good health. Let's fight again." He Tingge said helplessly, "Sleep now."

"There's no time." Fu Qingcheng said, "Don't be mother-in-law. I know you want it." As he said, he crawled over and bit the corner of He Tingge's lips: "If you're a man, don't push back."

He Tingge planned to endure it at first, but now Fu Qingcheng can't bear it anymore. Turning over, he pressed the person under him: "You are playing with fire."

"I'm happy." The corner of Fu Qingcheng's lips slanted.

when love is over

"You are playing with fire."

"Then burn me to death." Fu Qingcheng said softly with a slanted corner of his lips.

This time the love was longer than any other time, and the desire that He Tingge had been suppressing because of Fu Qingcheng's health was also released in Fu Qingcheng's sticky voice at this time.

When the joy reached its peak, He Tingge only felt a pain in his shoulder. Fu Qingcheng bit his shoulder, his body convulsed from excitement.He Tingge reached out and stroked Fu Qingcheng's sweaty side face: "Qingcheng, I love you."

Fu Qingcheng opened his somewhat misty eyes, the corners of his lips twitched when he heard this, and said, "I don't love you."

He Tingge kissed him on the forehead helplessly: "Okay." I thought it was over, but before He Tingge got up, Fu Qingcheng exerted force on his waist, taking advantage of He Tingge's unpreparedness, he rolled over and pressed him under him.

He Tingge looked at Fu Qingcheng who was still panting: "What?"

"Come again." Fu Qingcheng stroked his messy hair and raised his chin slightly.

"The waist doesn't hurt." He Tingge had no choice but to reach out and knead Fu Qingcheng's waist, but Fu Qingcheng slightly hooked the corner of his lips, holding He Tinging's wrist in one hand, leaned over He Tingge's chest, and kissed He Tingge Ting Ge had an Adam's apple, and murmured in a low voice: "I don't remember your feeling, your smell, the next life will be a sea of ​​people, how do you let me find you..."

If I don't remember everything about you, how can I find you in my next life...

Hearing these words, He Tingge felt a dull pain in his chest. He stretched out his hand to lift Fu Qingcheng's face, and said seriously: "You will be fine. This life is still long. You promised me that you would not give up."

"En." Fu Qingcheng bowed his head and kissed the corner of He Tingge's lips, and hummed vaguely.

The night is getting darker and darker, and at some point, there are fine snowflakes floating outside again, it is approaching spring, this is probably the last snow, so quietly came to this quiet place... .

"Feng Xi."

"Ah."

"If there is a next life, remember to find me."

"it is good."

.......

The day of blood exchange finally came. Before Mu Lan opened the secret room, she turned her head and glanced at Xiao Lengyu. Before she could say anything, Xiao Lengyu smiled, stepped forward to open the door and said, "Let's go."

After all, there was no special expression on Mu Lan's indifferent face. Just when Xiao Lengyu's figure was about to disappear into the depths of the secret room, a hoarse voice suddenly came from behind him: "Leng Yu."

Xiao Lengyu paused, turned his head and smiled at Ji Wuya: "Wait for me."

Ji Wuya nodded solemnly, 20 years have passed, are you afraid of these three days... The taste of loss has already been tasted, so why not be afraid to do it again.

"That's right." Suddenly Xiao Lengyu turned back to Ji Wuya and said, "Let me tell you a secret, the person behind the scenes who hired you to kill me was actually me." Looking at Ji Wuya's slightly astonished face, Xiao Lengyu Yu smiled and turned and walked into the depths of the secret room.

He Tingge stood guard at the door of the secret room every step of the way, his heart was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and his mind was filled with the last smile that Fu Qingcheng left him...

Qingcheng, regardless of life or death, this time, I will never leave you again...

"Uncle..." Yi Huan walked over rubbing his eyes, holding the huddled little fox in his arms, and lay beside He Tingge's legs: "You haven't slept for two days..."

He Tingge reached out and touched Yi Huan's little head, and forced a smile: "Uncle is not sleepy, go back to sleep."

"Uncle, don't worry." Yi Huan stretched out his small hand to smooth the gap between He Tingge's eyebrows, and yawned shallowly: "Master will be fine, Yi Huan has listened to Master's words, write well, play chess well, and don't cry Don't make trouble, uncle must listen to Master, and Master Jiang Zi will come out..."

"Who told you this." He Tingge pampered Yihuan's chubby face and said wearily.

"Master said, he said to be obedient, so he came out, otherwise he will never come back, don't Yihuan." Xiaotuanzi said seriously: "Uncle, you must be obedient, eat well, and sleep well, otherwise Master will be angry won't be coming back..."

"Okay." He Tingge slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and nodded: "You go back first, uncle will go to bed in a while."

"It doesn't count if you don't speak, pull the hook." Xiaotuanzi stretched out his little finger and looked at He Tingge seriously.

He Tinge stretched out his little finger and hooked Xiaotuanzi's little finger, Xiaotuanzi carried the little fox back in a daze, but He Tingge was leaning against the wall behind him, not knowing where his gaze fell...

Three days seemed to be as long as three years. When Mu Lan opened the door, He Tingge even felt that the heavy stone door was pressing on his chest. He wanted to breathe but couldn't let go.

"How is it?" Huo Qiangu strode over, supporting Mu Lan's tired body.

Mu Lan also seemed a little bit exhausted, but looking at the group of people waiting outside, she didn't care about it. She just breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's finished, as long as they wake up, they'll be fine."

Hearing this, He Tingge didn't stay any longer, and walked into the secret room in a few steps, Ji Wuya followed behind and also went in, Yin Qianji took a deep breath, the stone in his heart fell.

When touching Fu Qingcheng