Mozun cried and wanted to hang himself

"Rinse your mouth because the medicine is bitter." Feng Yu twirled a candied fruit with her fingertips and handed it over, "Try it too, to dilute some of the bitterness."

Ye consciously opened his mouth.

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu stuffed the candied fruit into his mouth expressionlessly, thinking, it's getting too much, I'm just used to it.

The sugar on the surface of the candied fruit melted little by little, and it was very sweet. He suddenly remembered that it was just as sweet when he touched the tip of Feng Yu's tongue.

Feng Yu: "..." Why is there this expression when eating a candied fruit?Do you want to marry candied fruit?

Feng Yu twirled another candied fruit and put it in his mouth, but Ye suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Feng Yu has a strong sense of crisis, and quickly put all the candied fruit on his hand into his mouth!

Ye Que: "..."

Feng Yu looked at him vigilantly, her cheeks bulged and moved slightly.

He looked too cute, but Ye Ke had a little smile in his eyes, and gently poked his cheek with his finger.

Feng Yu dodged for a while.

He poked the other side again with great interest.

...Feng Yu said vaguely: "Is it boring or not?"

But Ye withdrew his hand and said, "Eat slowly, and I'll buy some for you tomorrow."

"Oh," Feng Yu's earlobe turned red, and he swallowed slowly, "It's up to you."

His fingertips were sticky with sugar stains and moved uncomfortably.

Ye lowered her eyes and took his hand.

Feng Yu's face burned, thinking that he was going to treat her fingertips erotically, so she quickly shrank her hands: "Don't, don't, don't——"

Ye pulled off the veil and carefully wiped his fingertips clean.

Feng Yu: "..."

But Ye touched his hand through the veil: "Don't what?"

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu has a serious face: "It's nothing, I prefer to be surprised, you know, bad habit."

Ye Ke had a smile in his eyes, and touched his clean fingertips.

Feng Yu looked at his focused side face, suddenly wanted to enter his spiritual consciousness to have a look again, and said, "Sleep together tonight."

But Ye froze, and the candied fruit melted in his mouth was not as sweet as his words.

Feng Yu didn't notice his reaction, rubbed her hands together, and said with reason: "I'm a guest, I want to sleep inside."

Ye Que: "Okay."

Feng Yu swaggered towards the inner room, was frightened by the phoenix portraits all over the bed and backed away, and said in horror, "Why are you still there?"

As soon as he came in, he was stared at by many pairs of eyes, and it was a group of little phoenixes.

It felt like being stared at by myself, with a shameful and funny feeling.

"It's been there all the time." Ye was preparing hot water, and responded.

Feng Yu half-knelt on the head of the bed, looked at the portrait of Fenghuang, leaned closer, and met those round black eyes.

Feng Yu couldn't help but said: "It's really ugly."

But Bi Ye painted much better.

Feng Yu stared at it childishly, but couldn't stare at it, lost the battle, and blinked his sore eyes.

After a while, Ye finished washing and walked over.

There was a faint moisture on his body, Feng Yu came back to his senses, and was startled: "What, you have finished washing?"

Ye Que: "Yes."

Feng Yu thought to himself, it was a mistake to watch the birds, causing him to miss the night but the picture of bathing was so beautiful.

Feng Yu jumped out of bed, but said to Ye: "Put them away quickly."

Ye was very unwilling, and said, "Why?"

"I'm doing it for your own good," Feng Yu walked up to him and said seriously, "Wouldn't it be a nightmare to stare at it at night?"

But Ye said: "No." He could see it when he raised his eyes, so he felt at ease.

"Don't look at it," Feng Yu covered his eyes and said softly, "Look at me."

Feng Yu's fingers touched his long eyelashes, she loosened them a little, and touched them lightly with her fingertips.

He thought it was fun and touched it a few more times.

But Ye grabbed his wrist: "Don't touch it."

"Stingy, can't you even touch your eyelashes?" Feng Yu flexed his fingers, scratched the air, and said with a smile, "Why are your eyelashes so beautiful?"

But Ye squeezed his wrist unconsciously a little harder, and when she sensed her loss of composure, she loosened it a little, and rubbed his thumb a few times soothingly on his wrist.

"It's still very fragrant," Feng Yu leaned closer and sniffed, "It smells like a kiss."

Then you are dear.Ye's Adam's apple twitched.

He was wearing a clean undershirt, looser than his usual clothes.Feng Yu's fingertips touched his neckline lightly, then retracted, and said with a smile: "I'm going to take a bath too."

After a while, Feng Yu became restless again, rushed not far away and said, "Ye Que."

"Yeah." Ye Ke's calm voice came.

"You took all those portraits of phoenixes, I'm very awkward," Feng said seriously while huddled in the tub, "When I think of those portraits of phoenixes in the back room, I feel that there are many eyes looking at me."

Ye Que: "..."

Ye responded, but didn't accept it.

"What are you doing?" Feng Yu was bored and sank into the bucket.His round and fair shoulders were exposed, his collarbone was very delicate, his skin was dazzlingly white, and it was reddened by the water vapor.

But Ye raised his eyes and glanced in his direction. His throat was instantly thirsty, inexplicably hot, and he paused, resisting the discomfort and talking to him: "Read a book."

Feng Yu was stunned for a moment, and his earlobe was reddened by his hoarse voice, and he blurted out: "What's wrong with your throat!!!"

Ye Que: "..."

Ye Ke's slender fingertips lightly placed on the teacup, took a sip of tea, his Adam's apple rolled, and the cool water slid down his throat, relieving some of the dryness.

But Ye said again: "Reading."

The sound was as usual, as if nothing happened.

Feng Yu: "...Oh."

You'd better be reading a book.

Feng Fu lay on the edge of the bathtub, aggressively ordering people: "Stop reading, go warm the bed."

Ye gently closed the book, and really went to warm his bed.

Feng Yu suppressed a smile.

After a while, Feng Yu put on her clothes, trotted all the way to the bed, got into the dry and comfortable bed, in a good mood, raised her head, and saw the row of Phoenix portraits again.

Rows of small heads like balls of wool, rows of black eyes, exactly the same posture, red, very festive.

It's so cute that people can't help but suspect that they can't ward off evil spirits at all, but will steal your rice.

Feng Yu: "..." What's the matter with the sudden feeling of embarrassment?

Feng Yu scowled: "Why haven't you confiscated it yet?"

Ye Que: "It's cute, I don't want to accept it."

Feng Yu thought that you are cute, looked sideways at Ye Que, and whispered: "You can see me, why are you looking at the portrait?"

But Ye's heart skipped a beat.

"Isn't it?" Feng Yu moved closer, the tip of her nose almost touching his.

Ye was dazed by his rhetoric, raised his hand, and collected the portraits carefully.

Only then was Feng Yu satisfied, but after waiting for the night to lie down again, his brain twitched, and he said, "Do you want to watch me every day?"

But Ye said, "Think."

He was so frank, Feng Yu was stunned for a moment, the sweetness in his heart welled up, and bubbles burst out, a little dizzy.

Feng Yu's eyes were bright, and she whispered: "I really want to see you every day."

His voice reached Ye Que's ears clearly.Ye was hit in the heart, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly: "What did you say?"

Feng Yu said: "I said, I also really want to see you every day."

He didn't know how damaging his words were to Ye Que.Ye Que's emotions were hidden in the darkness, he held back, and scratched his side face: "Really?"

"Well," Feng Yu moved closer to him, looked into his eyes and said, "I think you are very nice."

Sudden obsession with sex, I really can't think of any shortcomings in him.

Feng Yu touched his forehead with him, and said seriously: "I think you are super nice."

I can’t tell you exactly what’s good, but it just feels super good, the kind that no one can compare to.

Ye Ke's eyes flickered, and he said, "I'm not good."

"I think you are good when you are good," Feng Yu poked him on the shoulder, and said fiercely, "Do you not want me to say hello, and you want others to say hello?"

Ye Ke: "No."

On the contrary, he doesn't care about other people's opinions, but if Feng Yu says hello to him, he will feel unprecedented joy.

"That's right," Feng Yu bent his eyes, reached out to touch his cheek, and asked again, "Is it the truth?"

Ye moved her fingers covering the quilt and said, "Yes."

He actually answered "yes" politely, for fear that others would not feel his seriousness.

Feng Yu's heart was itchy, with bright smiles in his eyes, he squeezed Ye Que's face: "Why are you like this?"

"Huh?" Ye moved closer and felt Feng Yu's light breathing.

Sometimes it's quite flattering.Feng Yu happily rested her paws on Ye Que's abdominal muscles.

But Ye froze, holding his wrist for a long while.

Feng Yu said quietly: "You just answered yes, so you won't be allowed to touch it now?"

"Yeah." Ye squeezed his hand and moved away.

If you touch it again, you won't be able to control it.

"Okay, just don't touch it," Feng Yu turned over and lay flat, looked at the top of the bed, put his hands on his stomach slowly, and said disdainfully, "It's not that I don't have one, it's also a piece."

Their shoulders touched lightly, and their clothes touched each other lightly.

Feng Yu's eyes flashed, and he thought of some bad idea, and turned sideways to his side: "Hey."

"Huh?" Ye Ke also turned sideways, facing him.

Feng Yu suddenly said: "Sneak attack!" Then he touched his abdominal muscles.

...Ye held his hand down.

Feng Yu moved closer, and stopped in front of Ye Que's profile, the real target of his sneak attack, and smiled triumphantly.

"Look at how careless you are," Feng Yu poked him on the shoulder and said admonishingly, "If I really sneak attack, you will be finished."

But Ye responded with a sound, deeply convinced.

Feng Yu had a serious face: "If someone sneaks up on you, you will be finished."

"No," Ye looked at him, and his magnetic voice clearly entered his ears, "I won't allow others to get so close."

Feng Yu was stunned for a moment, her earlobe was a little red, she didn't speak, and after a while, she repeated the old trick childishly: "Sneak attack."

But this time Ye didn't press his hand, and moved his face closer.

…Feng Yu didn't know where to sneak attack for a while, and in the spirit of not wanting to suffer, she touched them and said, "Good night."