Mozun cried and wanted to hang himself

There is always a faint sweet fragrance on his body, but Ye sticks to him, sniffing around: "Why are you so fragrant?"

Innocence is innocence, it's so fucking deadly when it's gross!Feng Yu pushed him hard.

Ye asked, "Have you eaten too much snacks?"

Feng Yu looked at him and gave him another chance to organize his words.

But Ye calmly changed his words: "When you get close to the orchid and get its fragrance, the things you touch must be more elegant and fragrant."

Only then was Feng Yu satisfied.

Ye asked him, "What have you been in contact with the most these days?"

Feng Yu thought about it.

Ye answered for him: "The body of the deity."

Feng Yu: "..." Fuck, it really is!

But Ye hugged him tightly, and rubbed the tip of his nose against his hair: "So you get closer to me."

Feng Yu pushed him vigorously: "Aren't you too tired of being crooked?"

This push almost pushed Ye Que out of bed.

Feng Yu didn't expect him to be so pushy, so she hurriedly raised her hand to pull him.

But Ye took advantage of the situation and propped himself up on top of him, with a smile on his face that Feng Yu really cared about his own success.

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu had an indifferent face: "This kind of young man, you are a bit pretentious, so you are not afraid of really planting yourself out of bed?"

But Ye is proud of being favored: "Who made Feng Xiaoqiu like me?"

Feng Yu's forehead twitched: "Who is Feng Xiaoqiu?"

Night hugged him tightly.

Feng Yu: "...Warning you not to scream." How come the more you scream, the more disgusting it becomes?

Ye whispered, "Don't you like me?"

Feng Yu's indifferent face: "I don't like it."

But Ye hugged him tightly and said crookedly: "Then I like you too."

Feng's goosebumps fell all over the ground, he really couldn't stand it anymore, he didn't know how to get along with him.

I didn't expect him to be so clingy after that.

As if it was him who was attacked by that.

Thinking of this, Feng Yu's heart regained balance, and her vanity was slightly satisfied.

But Ye kissed his earlobe, and said with a smile in his voice, "We've got our hair tied."

Feng Yu: "Oh."

But Ye rubbed his face: "Feng Xiaoqiu, you really know it, you actually got married with me."

Feng Yu's indifferent face: "You talk a lot."

Ye asked, "Don't you like it?"

Feng Yu: "..." He couldn't take it anymore, it was too clingy.

But Ye kissed his chin, sucked a strawberry on his neck, and said softly: "You belong to me alone, and I belong to you alone."

Feng Yu: "Yes, yes, yes, everything you say is right."

He leaned over and hugged Feng Yu tightly, and rubbed his face against his, the black hair of each other almost blending into one.

Feng Yu patted his head, and after a while, said: "You are overwhelming me."

But Ye Xu propped up his body, kissed his lips, and couldn't help biting lightly: "Why are you so sweet? You're not Little Phoenix, you're Little Dim Sum, right?"

Feng Yu complained in her heart, why are you so nasty, you are not human!

He continued to kiss: "Everywhere is sweet."

Feng Fu grabbed his hair and gasped.

But Ye bit his lips lightly: "You obviously like to do this kind of thing too, when I touch it, the reaction is so big."

Feng Yu hugged his neck and whispered in his ear: "Yes, I like it. Whenever I think of Ah Ye, I like it uncontrollably."

Hehe, you're the one who talks too much, it seems like I don't know how to talk too much! ! !

Ye's expression changed.

Feng Yu kissed his ear: "I haven't even touched other people's hands before, but when I saw you, I thought—uh——"

*

Feng Yu really suspected that his illness was not cured, and it became more serious, becoming intermittent schizophrenia.

Yes, it's fine points, serious fine points.

When flirting, it's sticky and sweet, and when you do that kind of thing, you immediately change your face, fierce and vicious, with a lot of bad taste, it's a completely different person.

Night hugged him tightly.

Feng Yu was sweating all over and was being hugged tightly again at this moment, but Ye's body temperature itself was high, and I really couldn't imagine how hot it was.

Ye was about to ask him if it hurts, but Feng Yu touched his forehead first, and said seriously, "Ah Ye, tell me what's wrong."

Ye Que: "..."

Feng Yu asked: "To be honest, have you ever had a headache these past few days? Is your heart uncomfortable? Is your breath disturbed?"

Ye Que: "Yes."

Feng Yu's pupils suddenly dilated, really afraid to start over from Chapter 1 again.

Ye grabbed his hand and pulled it to his heart.

The rhythm of the heartbeat is a little fast, but calm and powerful.Feng Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "This is normal, and I have been like this for a few days."

Ye Ke's eyes moved, and he gently rubbed his face: "Don't always seduce me, do you know how seductive you are?"

Feng Yu: "..." Where did I hook you up?Just to hook you up?

But Ye's eyes were dark: "You are like this, I really don't want to leave the bed."

Feng Yu said with a blank expression, "Then I will help you." As he spoke, he raised his leg and kicked him off the bed.

Ye easily grabbed his ankle and leaned in to kiss him.

Feng Yu is crazy, why don't you kiss everywhere! ! !

But Ye lowered his eyes, laid down his eyelashes long, and kissed his ankle devoutly, finally let go, and his whole body was pressed against Feng Yu's body like an oversized plush pendant.

...Feng Yu was almost crushed to death!

"We're all like that," he whispered in his ear, "you can't blame me."

...What is this déjà vu feeling of losing virginity!Feng Yu: "Get up a little bit, you are super heavy."

But Yexu propped up his body, looked at his face, remembered Feng Yu's passionate confession that day, gently raised his lips, hugged him and rubbed him: "Some birds do nothing to get the one they love. Words can be spoken."

Feng Xiaoniao: "..." What did I say!

Feng Yu said calmly: "Where is my beloved? Let me introduce you, thank you."

But Ye stopped rubbing him, and approached shamelessly: "Look for yourself, don't let others introduce you."

Feng Yu said: "The face is really big!"

But Ye got closer and closer, and the tip of his nose almost rubbed against him: "Have you forgotten your beautiful beloved?"

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Tuo pushed his head, and finally held his face, and kissed him deeply: "Okay, let me take a second look."

He rubbed Ye Que's face, deformed Ye Que's face, kissed his lips lightly, and scratched Ye Que's calf restlessly with his toes, but his eyes were open and innocent.

But Ye moved his Adam's apple and calmly moved his legs away.

Feng Yu's feet chased after him again: "Don't go, do you think my feet are not flexible? Your legs are very smooth, hehe."

Ye calmly asked, "Are you hungry?"

Feng Ju pouted, half coquettishly said: "You must be hungry, you didn't even give me time to eat."

Yebute raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"Let me tell you," Feng Yu hugged his waist, complaining to him aggrievedly, "You don't know how fierce my sweetheart is on the bed, and you won't be tired."

Ye stared at him quietly, and finally couldn't take it any longer. He half propped up his body as if admitting defeat, and calmly said, "I'll cook."

Feng Yu looked at him lazily.

But Ye calmly covered his shoulders, couldn't hold back, and kissed him hard on the cheek.

Feng Yu looked at his forbearance, finally couldn't hold back, and laughed gloatingly.

Ye whispered in his ear, "I wrote it down for you."

Feng Yu thought to himself, just remember, I don't believe how good your memory is.

Night is wearing a coat.

Feng Yu half leaned on the bedside to look at him, thinking, besides clinging to herself, he is cooking for himself, like an obedient little daughter-in-law.Thinking about it this way, I am quite dignified.

Feng Yu was secretly refreshed and beat the bed happily.

But Ye glanced at him, with a smile in his eyes, and continued to tie his clothes.

Feng Yu immediately said: "I'll help you!" He stretched out his arms, hugged Ye Que's waist, and tightened his belt.

Ye Que: "..." His stomach was almost strangled in half.

Feng Yu tied him up and clapped his hands: "Go."

Hee hee, go cook for your husband.

Ye was amused by his eyes and shaved his face.

The snow stopped outside, and there was a layer of snow on the ground that was neither thin nor thick.Ye thought of the person in the house who was so bored that he grew mushrooms, so he took some snow and made it into a little snowman.

Feng Yu was lying comfortably on the bed, her legs dangling casually in the air, when she heard someone calling herself.

He turned his head and looked over, and saw a white parabola flying towards him, and he reached out to catch it. It was a round, white little snowman with black stones perfunctorily attached to his head. He didn't know if it was the eyes or the mouth.

Feng Yu was so ugly by the little snowman: "I'll go, it's so ugly."

The night at the window: "..."

Feng Yu immediately said: "Ah, you gave it to me, well, Xue Zai Zai is still quite pretty." There is no way, after all, she has a boyfriend halo.

But Ye said: "Okay, throw it here." It's enough to touch it and feel addicted.

Feng Yu obediently said: "Okay." Then he smirked and threw it at him.

... But Ye was firmly held in the palm of his hand, placed on the window sill, and the window was closed slightly, lest he be caught in the cold.

After he left, Feng Yu stared at the chubby little snowman, and then watched a small stone fall from the little snowman's head, making it even uglier.

A gust of wind passed by, and the little snowman was on the verge of falling. Feng Yu let out an oops and hurriedly got up to look.

The little snowman was blown off, and when viewed from the window, it merged with a lot of crushed snow, and two small black stones lay alone on the snow.

The sky was still white, and Feng Yu looked at the smoke rising from the distant sky, as if smelling the smell of firewood.

He was wearing moon-white clothes with sky-blue belts. He stepped on the snow, making a small creaking sound under his feet, and went to look for Ye Que.

The space in the firewood room is narrow, and tall people appear abrupt.Ye is too tall, the place looks more crowded and cramped, and the picture is very discordant.

Feng Yu didn't come here often, and when he passed by, he choked, his throat was a little itchy, and he coughed.

But Ye heard the movement, looked up to see him, and smiled in his eyes: "Why are you here?"

"Oh," Feng Yu suddenly had a very sweet feeling when he saw him, his whole heart seemed to be soaked in a honey pot, "I have nothing to do, so I came to see you."

He walked over, his feet were soft, and he felt weightless.

Night looked at him and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Feng Yu asked.

"There must be a lot of people envious of you," Ye looked away, looked at the clusters of flames, and said calmly, "I've seen the gods cook."

Feng Yu: "???"

Are the gods praising themselves?Shameless.

Feng Yu didn't bother to talk to him.

He had just come from outside, and his fingers were a bit cold, although they were tucked into his sleeves.

But Ye grabbed his hand, held it gently in the palm of his hand, rubbed it, and then wrapped it in his arms to warm him: "Why don't you stay in the room?"

Feng Yu's fingers felt the familiar body temperature, reluctant to leave, whispered: "I miss you."

The corners of Ye's lips raised slightly.

Feng Yu leaned over to see his expression, curled her lips: "You really don't live up to it."

Ye pecked at the corner of his mouth.

Feng Yu was very close to him, and saw the unconcealable smile in his eyes, his pair of black eyes seemed to hide shining little stars.

"Not going back to the room?" Ye Ke grabbed his hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss.

Feng Yu shook his head and said, "I want to see it."

"Okay," Ye smiled, "but there's nothing to see, you might feel bored."

"Oh." Feng Yu quickly kissed him on the cheek.

He moved a small stool and sat next to Ye Que, staring at the little flame, after a while, frowned: "It's so slow."

Really slow.

Ye smiled lightly, turned her head and kissed his head.

Feng Yu leaned her head on his shoulder, poked his arm lightly, and almost fell asleep again: "Where did you get your patience?"

But Ye said, "I've always been very patient."

He has always been very patient with matters related to Feng Yu.

Ye smiled and said, "How do you reward me? Little slob."

Feng Yu kissed him on the cheek, leaned her head on his shoulder, and stared at Xiao Huomiao in a daze.

The small space was quiet and warm, the small orange flame licked the bottom of the pot, and the firewood made a slight crackling sound. After a long time, Feng Yu blinked his sore eyes.

Ye whispered, "What are you thinking?"

Feng Yu put her arms around his waist, rubbed her cheek against his shoulder, and whispered: "When I bit your shoulder, what were you thinking?"

But Ye responded: "The night before yesterday?"

Feng Yu: "..." Can you be more serious?

Feng Fu rubbed his head against his shoulder vigorously, and said in a low voice, "Does it hurt when the lightning strikes me?" He added, "I really asked nonsense, it must be very painful, right?"

Why are you still thinking about this?Ye was a little dumbfounded.

Sure enough, if you let him know, he will remember it for a long time.

"It doesn't hurt," Ye smiled and hugged him, and kissed him on the forehead, "I don't hurt without you flapping your wings."

Feng Yu pouted: "I don't believe it."

"I really don't feel it," Ye hugged the person in his arms tightly, "At that time, I was full of you, and everyone with a sense of justice would step forward."

Feng Yu pinched his waist: "You have a sense of justice."

But Ye said, "It hurts a lot."

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu looked up at him: "What were you thinking at that time?"

But Ye said, "Next one."

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu was so angry that he put his arms around his waist: "Answer the question carefully, don't make me laugh."

Ye said, "I can't bear the pain of my little Phoenix."

Feng Yu didn't speak for a long time.

But Ye scratched his cheek, interrupting the silence in the air: "I'm making black-bone chicken soup."

Feng Yu: "..."

Ye looked at him, and said solemnly: "Feng Xiaoqiu's tears are about to flow from the corner of his mouth again."

Feng Yu wiped it subconsciously, but there was nothing at all.

...But the atmosphere that was finally brewing has been disturbed.

Feng Yu was sad and wanted to laugh, and asked, "Do you still remember the little genius doctor Su Ruanruan?"

But Ye said, "Yes."

Feng Yu looked at him and said, "I've been to his place, and I know your tragic past, and I saw the little phoenix you painted."

But Ye said lightly: "Is it a supernatural work?"

"..." Feng Yu took a deep breath, and calmly said, "If you try to be naughty, I'll sell you to a teahouse for storytelling."

Ye laughed.

Feng Yu said seriously: "It's very ugly, please don't scribble around in the future, just keep my heroic appearance in your heart."

Ye whispered, "Okay, Clown Bird."

Feng Yu hugged him fiercely.

The person in his arms is soft, in fact, Feng Yu is not that kind of soft dumpling, but in his heart, Feng Yu is always soft, and he can't wait to kiss and touch him anytime.

But Ye touched his head: "I promise you not to grow crooked, look, is it crooked?"

In front of my eyes is a magnified handsome face, no matter how many times I look at it, my heart will still be moved.It's not that it's long and crooked, it's just that the thinking is a little crooked.

Feng Yu looked at him, the small emotions in his heart and the aroma slowly overflowing from the kitchen made his eyes redden.

But Ye was stunned: "Crying because of being beautiful?"

Feng Yu pinched him violently, then was suddenly pulled into his arms, and kissed him with his lips in his mouth.

Night let him go.

Feng Fu blushed a little, feeling extremely embarrassed, and whispered: "I didn't forget you on purpose."

"Well, I know." Ye rubbed his eye sockets, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "How can you say that red is red?"

It looks good on the bed, but it is very distressing under the bed.

Ye Ke's eyes were also slightly red: "It's nothing, it's good that you are by my side."

Feng Yu: "..."

If you really want to play online, you can come as soon as you say it.

Feng Chu burst out laughing and hit him angrily.

But Ye sighed: "We have to hug and cry together again, so tired, we have to cry with Feng Xiaoqiu every day."

Feng Yu said angrily: "You are so bad! I will never feel sorry for you again!"

Again!also!No!up!

But Ye scratched his nose: "So I won't mention it. Every time you mention it, I want to cry. I'm really afraid that if I can't hold it back, I will burst into tears on the spot, which will affect the tall and mighty image in your heart."

Feng Yu beat him hard: "Why are you so annoying!"

Night hugged him tightly.

Feng Yu whimpered in his arms, and said one more last sentence: "But you believe me, I also care about that memory, not only you alone take it seriously. I know we met a long time ago When I was there, I was very happy, and felt like I had taken advantage of it.”

Ye looked at him.

Feng Yu raised her hand to press his face, not to let him see, but her hand was caught, and she leaned closer to kiss him.

Ye's heart was touched no less than his, but he didn't want to make Xiao Fenghuang sad, so he made jokes and changed the subject.

This man was so kind, kind and soft, he was afraid that if he listened to it, he would be uncontrollable and do something to him.

But Ye encloses his lips and sucks gently.

Feng Yu felt very comfortable being kissed, and tried to bite the tip of his tongue maliciously, but was kissed deeper, and after a while, Ye let him go: "The soup is almost mushy."

"..."

The fresh and sweet black-bone chicken soup is very clear, with only a little bit of oil floating on it, but it is very fragrant, with a slight aroma of red dates and sweetness of wolfberry. It is also served with a small plate of golden and crispy millet crisps.

The kitchen was surrounded by smoke and fire, Feng Yu was dressed cleanly, with downcast eyes, sipping soup seriously and intently, with thick eyelashes drooping.

He puffed up his cheeks and blew gently, the tip of his tongue quickly retracted as if he was afraid of being burned.

Ye suddenly wanted to kiss the tip of his tongue.

Feng Yu took a sip of the soup, narrowed his eyes, and opened them again. His eyes were bright and beautiful. All the smoke and fire in the firewood room turned into the starlight in his eyes, which made people feel happy when they saw it.

Feng Yu was stunned: "What are you looking at me for?"

The night is slowly approaching.

Feng Fu blushed and said, "No random kisses are allowed." He thought of his oily lips and couldn't kiss.

Ye bowed his head and took a sip of the soup in his bowl.

Feng Yu: "..."

"It's not too hot." Ye raised his eyes to look at him, and the smile in his eyes was too strong to melt away.

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu buried her head in the soup, her head almost fell into the bowl.

Ye smiled and pinched the back of his head: "Little Phoenix, don't eat alone, let me have a drink too."

Feng Yu said: "Go and fill it yourself."

But Ye tickled him, pestered him and said, "It's different, I want to drink from your bowl."

...Feng Yu stingyly let him take a sip.

The firewood room was inexplicably warm, but Ye was always next to him, arms against his arms, shoulders against his shoulders, reluctant to let go.

After a while, Feng Yu couldn't bear it anymore: "Do you have to squeeze with others?" He was almost pushed off the stool.

"Well," Ye said calmly, "Who made Feng Xiaoqiu like me?"

Feng Yu: "...Who is Feng Xiaoqiu? Is this name not more than three years old?"

But Ye wrapped his arms around his waist and said stickily, "Kiss me once and I'll tell you who it is."

"I don't want to know," Feng Yu immediately said, "Hey, don't move, it's spilled."

But Ye discussed with him: "Let's go."

Feng Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled subtly: "Hehe."

But Ye hugged him and rubbed him, rubbing his furry head against the hollow of his neck: "Half down."

Feng Yu: "..."

"Okay," Feng Yu resolutely kissed him halfway, "Qiu."

The whole time is chirping, and the half time is autumn.

Then he was pressed and kissed for a long time, until his back sweated slightly, but Ye Jie let him go.

Feng Yu looked at the outrageous tenderness in his eyes, and disliked him for a moment, then felt happy for no reason, and rolled her eyes.

Ye sighed, "It's another day when I'm fascinated by the beauty of this deity."

"Go away." Having said that, she hugged him even tighter.

Afterwards, the two of them stayed in what could not be called a spacious space, next to each other, holding a bowl and taking a mouthful, fighting with each other from time to time.