Wei Qi

The smile on Shang Yike's lips was slightly restrained, and his eyes swept away slightly. The servants in the room lowered their heads one after another because of Shang Yike's eyes, and retreated quickly after saluting.Shang Yike walked up to Wei Qi and sat down opposite him.

"What? Don't want to talk?"

"It's not that I don't want to talk, it's that I don't have much energy. You have been hungry for more than ten days, try to see if you can have the strength to fight." Wei Qi swallowed the last mouthful of porridge, feeling that he finally had strength, and then raised his head.

"Your voice is really ugly!" Shang Yike was disgusted.

After putting away the empty bowl and drinking water, Wei Qi felt that he finally came back to life.

"You don't have to listen, I didn't invite you."

With a wave of his arm, Wei Qi licked his own arm, and the originally strong muscles became a little loose. It seems that he has lost a lot of weight in the past ten days.The limp flesh no longer has a strong curve, really, limp like a sissy!Wei Qi was disgusted.

A hand was stretched out sideways, firmly grasping his arm, and Shang Yike's face changed with various colors.

"Your mouth!"

"Where did I go wrong?"

"Damn it!" The original teasing turned into anger, and Shang Yike didn't know why, but couldn't bear Wei Qi's indifference and hostility. (Brother, even without the fact that you are Shang Yifei’s younger brother, how do you want to make people treat you enthusiastically when you lie to him? 囧...)

Wei Qi struggled with his weak arm, and before he could slap the opponent's paw away, he heard an angry shout.

"Let go!" Shang Yifei's expression was as if his wife had been bumped into by him for stealing someone, and his forehead was throbbing.He couldn't settle down in the study, but he saw this scene when he returned to Chengqian Hall.Maybe the two of them have nothing to do now, but Shang Yifei was well aware of their affairs before.

This is... what a coincidence.Shang Yike let go of his hand and smiled.I sighed silently in my heart.

"Why are you so angry?" Wei Qi rubbed the part that was just grabbed by Shang Yike as if nothing had happened.

"Xiao Jiu'er, what are you doing here?" Shang Yifei ignored Wei Qi, with a stiff tone and a blank expression, as if he saw the murder of his father and his enemy.

"It's okay, just look at Wei Qi, Brother Huang, you are really going too far. After all, I was the one who saw Wei Qi first." Shang Yike's face was cynical, and Shang Yifei's expression became more and more serious. down.

Seeing Shang Yifei's expression, Shang Yike's smile continued, and he stood up and shook his finger.

"Okay, okay, Brother Huang is really stingy, then I'll go first, say yes, you owe me a favor, I have worked so hard to coax the queen mother not to come and make trouble, but I have lost a lot of words!"

When this matter was mentioned, Shang Yifei's face softened, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"I know, look at your ugly look."

"It's good to know, then I'll go first." Shang Yike saw that Shang Yifei didn't want him to stay any longer, so he simply got up, patted his butt and left.

It's just that just after leaving Chengqian Hall, his originally smiling expression slowly subsided, and the light in his eyes became slightly sharp.

Brother Huang, do you really want Wei Qi to be your own confinement?Hmph, isn't this fortune-telling plan too wishful?

"How are you? Are you feeling better?" Shang Yifei's expression was still a little stiff, he just shouted out loud just now, and now it's really difficult to change back to a pleasant expression.

"It's okay, what else can it be?" Wei Qi snorted twice, but Shang Yifei sat across from him, but he ignored it lazily.

"If you are afraid of what I will do to others or what others will do to me, you can find a chain to lock me up and take me around." Wei Qi's eyes seemed to fall into the void, if it wasn't for the words coming out of his mouth If he was so angry that he didn't pay for his life, Shang Yifei even thought that the other party was talking to himself.

"Can't you stop doing this?" Shang Yifei gritted his teeth in frustration, feeling extremely powerless in his heart.For Wei Qi's hostility, although he only had a vague feeling, he already felt exhausted.

"Don't do this?" Wei Qi raised his eyebrows slightly.He has been ignoring the pain in his heart, but it's useless. If the hole in his heart is hollowed out from below, he can't do anything except the sand continuously flowing down.

It hurts so much that it hurts to breathe, and he can't die, he has to wait, wait for Wei Junxiao to come, wait for Shang Yifei to let go.

"Then, what about this?" Wei Qi put his arms half on the table, took off the thin-soled brocade boots under his feet, and put his feet wearing only snow-white cotton socks directly on Shang Yifei's lap. As if seeing a ghost in his eyes, he ambiguously rubbed and stepped on the opponent's legs twice.

Almost immediately, there was a high lump under his feet, which grew bigger and hotter. Wei Qi tilted his head and rested his cheeks, staring at the green shade outside the window, with no expression on his face. The wriggling and teasing toes are a stark contrast.

"Stop!" Shang Yifei couldn't help panting a few times.

"Stop? Stop your feet, right?" Wei Qi said lazily, not only one foot, but also the other foot took off its shoes, the two legs were brought together, the soles of the feet supported the swollen organs, and there was no All at once.

"You! You're still hot!"

Shang Yifei's eyes darkened, and the desire in his eyes was clearly revealed... He reached out and grabbed Wei Qi's two non-stop moving feet, his voice was still a little hoarse.

Although Wei Qi had just recovered from his fever, after drinking the porridge, his body temperature obviously started to heat up again, and he could feel the heat from the feet of the other party's support on his body.

"Yeah, I'm not only hot on the body, but I'm also hot inside." Wei Qiyi smiled pointedly, and when he felt Shang Yifei's desire became harder, he laughed even more arrogantly.

It hurts so much, the happier he smiles, the more painful he feels in his heart, he wants to do something, not for anything else, just to --- not to hurt so much.

His gaze suddenly turned sharply, and his cheek hit Shang Yifei's chest heavily. Wei Qi had already been held firmly in Shang Yifei's arms.With one arm leaning on Wei Qi's back and waist, the other hand supporting Wei Qi's knee... Shang Yifei's eyes were fixed on Wei Qi, and there was a raging flame inside.

"You asked for it!" Shang Yifei gritted his teeth, and directly threw Wei Qi onto the bed, and then threw himself on top of him.

Shang Yifei kept moving on Wei Qi's body. After pulling off the belt on Wei Qi's body, he directly pulled Wei Qi's trousers halfway down to the bend of his legs, revealing Wei Qi's smooth and flexible curve.

The palm kept moving on Wei Qi's body, and Shang Yifei kissed Wei Qi's lips.His lips were unbelievably soft, his breathing was absolutely hot, and his palms were also warmed by the slightly higher than normal temperature. Shang Yifei's eyes were persistent and firm.

The slightly rough tongue rolled over Wei Qi's lips twice, and now it penetrated between the hot teeth. After sucking a couple of mouthfuls, he used his tongue to tickle the sensitive palate continuously, feeling itchy. It was so numb that Wei Qi couldn't help but wrap his tongue around the opponent's tongue and twist it into a ball, so as not to let the opponent stimulate his sensitive cavity like this again.

"Huh... hot... hot?" Wei Qi looked at Shang Yifei with misty eyes, and moaned softly in his throat.