The Regent has turned black again

Mo Shiyuan took a bath very quickly this time, and the wounds on his body should not get wet, so it would be troublesome to wash, but now Mo Shiyuan can't take care of that much.

Taking a bath is also to avoid the strange smell on my body and scare Chu Feng.

In addition to taking a bath, Mo Shiyuan also took care of himself and tidied up his appearance.

In the past, the regent never cared about these things, but now the regent thinks that appearance is also very important, and he is afraid that Chu Feng will dislike him.

Mo Shiyuan shaved, put on clean clothes, and walked to his room.

He felt that his forehead seemed a little hot, but Mo Shiyuan didn't care.

After returning to his room, he subconsciously looked at the bed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze instantly, because there was no one on the bed!

What about Chu Feng?

Mo Shiyuan didn't see Chu Feng, his heart seemed to be clenched by a hand, he hurriedly left the room and searched for it.

It's getting late, where can Chu Feng go?

Front hall?Or did you go back?

Just as Mo Shiyuan was about to go out to look for it, he saw Chu Feng walking over cautiously with a bowl in his hand.

After Chu Feng cooked the noodles, he saw Mo Shiyuan who had taken a bath.

"You're done washing." Chu Feng said as he walked this way.

Mo Shiyuan watched Chu Feng approaching with a bowl at the door, his Adam's apple rolled: "I... didn't see you just now."

"You came back so late, you must be hungry. I went to cook some noodles. Although the taste is not as good as that made by the chef in your house, it can fill your stomach." Chu Feng brought it into the room and put it on On the table: "Come and taste it, if you don't eat it, I'll eat it myself!"

Chu Feng waved to Mo Shiyuan, motioning for Mo Shiyuan to come over.

Mo Shiyuan walked to Chu Feng's side and looked at the bowl of noodles.

It is a very ordinary clear soup noodle, but there is a Chufeng beaten egg on it.

Mo Shiyuan didn't eat much today, he was all on his way, and now his stomach is growling.

It turned out that I didn't see Chu Feng just now because Chu Feng went to cook noodles for himself.

Mo Shiyuan clasped Chu Feng's wrist, Chu Feng paused, and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Mo Shiyuan watched with deep eyes: "It's nothing."

I just felt that the empty heart was suddenly filled.

"Why is your body temperature so high? I feel like your hand is warmer than mine." Chu Feng felt the temperature of Mo Shiyuan's hand holding him.

Mo Shiyuan withdrew his hand: "It may be that the king just took a shower, and the water just now was too hot."

"Oh." Chu Feng didn't think much about it.

"Then eat it quickly, it will lump together when it becomes soft." After Chu Feng stirred Mo Shiyuan evenly, he pushed it in front of Mo Shiyuan.

Mo Shiyuan ate the noodles in big mouthfuls. This was the best food he had ever eaten.

He also thought that the table made by Chu Feng last time was the most delicious, but this time the situation was different. When people were hungry, and after experiencing a series of pain and despair, seeing the put away food again The person at the top of his heart has been waiting for himself, and made himself a bowl of noodles with his own hands. That feeling is different.

"Eat slowly, isn't it hot? If it's not enough, I'll make it for you." Seeing Mo Shiyuan gobbling, Chu Feng thought that Mo Shiyuan hadn't eaten for a few days.

"You cook so delicious." Mo Shiyuan praised.

Chu Feng propped his chin and looked at Mo Shiyuan eating noodles: "It's not as delicious as you said."

Doesn't he know his level? It's an ordinary level. Mo Shiyuan, who eats meals made by first-class cooks every day, can definitely taste his garbage level.

"It's just delicious. It's the best noodles this king has ever eaten." Mo Shiyuan said sincerely.

He raised his head and looked at Chu Feng with his chin propped up. The candlelight reflected on Chu Feng's face, and the delicate face of the little emperor outlined a heart-warming outline.

In fact, besides having a delicate face, Chu Feng doesn't know anything.

When Mo Shiyuan was not around, he could handle everything well. From a person who didn't know anything about governing the country, he was now able to take care of himself.

Although it is more intuitive, it is Mo Shiyuan who protects him and stands in front of him every time.

But in fact, he also helped Mo Shiyuan a lot. He rescued Mo Shiyuan in the ruined temple. He contradicted the queen mother for Mo Shiyuan. insanity.

Love is mutual, and we all want each other to be well.

Being looked at by Mo Shiyuan like this, Chu Feng felt quite unnatural: "You...why are you looking at me?"

Mo Shiyuan hooked the corner of his mouth: "It looks good."

It seems that when we are with the little emperor, all the pressure will disappear and become extremely relaxed.

And the smiles became more and more, and the brows were stained with joy that couldn't help it.

Looking at Chu Feng, the mood will improve.

Chu Feng silently stretched out his hands to cover his cheeks, how could he look good.

Mo Shiyuan finally drank all the soup, and then took Chu Feng to rest, saying that someone would clean up the bowl tomorrow.

This is the second time that Chu Feng slept on Mo Shiyuan's bed. The first time was the last time he changed his dressing and found an excuse to sleep here.

It's just that at that time, there was still a thick quilt between him and Mo Shiyuan.

Chu Feng was sitting on the bed. The quilt on Mo Shiyuan's bed was still covered when it was neither cold nor hot. Now that it has been three months, it should have been replaced with a thick quilt long ago.

He took out the thick quilt from there, and saw Chu Feng sitting on the bed.

"Lie down." Mo Shiyuan said.

Mo Shiyuan's bed was also very big, Chu Feng lay down obediently, and automatically slept in it, leaving more than half of the space for Mo Shiyuan.

After Mo Shiyuan covered Chu Feng with the quilt, he lay down and hugged Chu Feng with his arms.

"You smell so good." Chu Feng smelled the fragrance on Mo Shiyuan's body: "Did you rub something?"

Mo Shiyuan used to have a faint sandalwood scent, which was very nice, but today there was another strong scent, so he guessed whether Mo Shiyuan had rubbed something on.

"Is there? I just wiped something in the shower and washed it clean." Mo Shiyuan paused and said.

In fact, it was because he didn't want Chu Feng to smell the bloody smell of his wound, and then Mo Shiyuan deliberately wiped a lot of other things on his body, using a strong fragrance to cover the bloody smell on his body.

Chu Feng is so sensitive, if he doesn't cover it up, he will definitely smell him.

Chu Feng sniffed it, it smells so good, he likes to ask this question.

Because of Chu Feng's approach, Mo Shiyuan only felt his breathing stagnate.

The candle next to him was still extinguished, and he saw the person burrowing into his arms.

I haven't seen or touched Chu Feng for three months, so the kind of miss is self-evident.

"Mo Shiyuan, you haven't...well..."

Just as Chu Feng raised his chin, he raised his head and wanted to ask Mo Shiyuan what he wanted, but Mo Shiyuan leaned over and blocked his lips.

The fiery and lingering kiss, after several months, both of them missed each other very much.

An ambiguous breath burned in the air, and it took an unknown amount of time before the lips of the two moved away.

Chu Feng's face turned completely red. He lay in Mo Shiyuan's arms, breathing heavily.

He didn't know when his hands hugged Mo Shiyuan's waist, and his body's reaction was self-evident.

Chu Feng felt that Mo Shiyuan was actually quite abnormal. If he had been in the past, he would not have let him go so easily.

He didn't know whether he was disappointed or lucky, he just nestled in Mo Shiyuan's arms, talking to Mo Shiyuan slowly.

It's not that Mo Shiyuan didn't want to, but when he took off his clothes, Chu Feng would definitely find his injuries.Contains #哥#儿#全#理#

He is aware of his injury and his current situation, so he still endures it first.

"Why do I still feel that your body is hotter than mine, please touch me again." When Chu Feng was kissing just now, he also felt Mo Shiyuan's body temperature which was different from ordinary people.

Mo Shiyuan hurriedly stopped: "Bao, don't make trouble, sleeping with you, isn't it normal for your body to be hot?"

Chu Feng: "..."

There seems to be some truth to that.

Mo Shiyuan hugged Chu Feng in his arms, resting his chin on the top of Chu Feng's head: "During this time, have you missed me?"

Mo Shiyuan's voice was hoarse, tinged with an indescribable sex appeal.

Of course I thought about it, thinking about it every day, looking forward to Mo Shiyuan's return every day, and counting the time on my fingers every day.

He can't eat well and sleep well, as long as he calms down every day, his mind is full of Mo Shiyuan.

But at the same time, Feng Tian's words also flashed in Chu Feng's mind.

It was because they got closer and closer that Mo Shiyuan was in danger. The moment Chu Feng knew that Mo Shiyuan had returned, he was so excited that he was so happy that he almost forgot about it.

Now that Mo Shiyuan suddenly raised this question, Chu Feng's body stiffened for a moment, the expression on his face was also stunned, and the air instantly became heavy.

"What's wrong?" Mo Shiyuan asked feeling the stiffness of the person in his arms.

Chu Feng shook his head: "It's okay, by the way, I still don't know what happened on the road. Sima Yi clearly said that you would arrive early, and did you receive the letter I wrote to you?"

Chu Feng chattered endlessly with a series of questions.

Mo Shiyuan said: "Something happened on the way. I received the letter you wrote to me. Your handwriting is too ugly. I will start practicing handwriting tomorrow."

"My handwriting is ugly, you will punish me as soon as you come back!" Chu Feng protested.

He learned the brush, but still didn't learn it, so he still used his charcoal brush.

The characters written in charcoal pens are small, so Chu Feng thinks his handwriting is average, and it's not too ugly.

Mo Shiyuan smiled lightly.

"I wrote you a letter later when you returned to the city, did you receive it?" Chu Feng asked.

Mo Shiyuan shook his head. He didn't receive it, but he received the letter that Chu Feng wrote to him at the beginning.

just that letter...

He originally kept it well, and put it in his arms every day, but when he was holding it, the paper was stained with blood, and it rotted.

"Forget it, if you didn't receive it, then you didn't receive it." He originally reminded Mo Shiyuan in the letter, but now that everything happened and Mo Shiyuan came back, the letter was naturally useless.