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With such a stop, all previous efforts were really wasted, and all the ideological work just now was burned.Feng Bei's short sleeves were clean and hadn't been changed. He is a perfect hanger, no matter what kind of clothes he can wear, he looks like a model.But from Tang Congyun's selfishness, I think he looks best wearing nothing

Of course, such a picture has been in fantasy for a long time, oh, it is the same now.

But at least his mind cooled down a lot within a few minutes, so that he wouldn't do indecent acts like picking people's clothes off again. Feng Bei was only wearing short sleeves, the bandages were not wrapped, and the red wound was exposed on both sides. Under the eyes of others, it seems that he wants to compete with the color of someone's face - Tang Congyun looked at the padded jacket on the ground that seemed to be complaining, the red directly swept his face, and his whole person looked like a big bun that was fished out of a steamer .

And very unpromisingly, he caught the peach blossom eyes who are naturally affectionate. Feng Bei has never been a person who can hide his feelings. Of course, he is also very good at deceiving "emotions" with his appearance advantages. After all, only a beauty can't break the 36 tricks.The culprit is trying to resolve the current conflict with winks.

And Tang Congyun, a dear friend, really doesn't belong to the category of sad beauty. He is not determined, but the scars that are looming on this person's body under the thin short sleeves. Those scars are not formed at once. The fire in Tang Congyun's heart flared up.

The faint smell of gunpowder smoke in the air seemed to suddenly intensify the moment it touched him, rushing straight into the nostrils.The two emotions are inseparable.

This forced someone who was approaching the susceptible period to react immediately.Feng Bei inhaled the smell of candy in the air, and saw something inadvertently.

Not knowing whether it was from shame or anger, Tang Congyun's face turned redder, and the two looked at each other, but Fengbei looked more natural, and he walked casually to the bedside.

No one made a sound for a long time, while Tang Congyun's "wolf ambition" idea was really hard to say. After holding it in for a long time, he thought extremely heroically like a strong man cutting off his wrist, if Feng Bei is really the next one, whether it is physically or psychologically What kind of pain do you want, or else, you should sacrifice yourself for love.

A tube of potion won't affect his functions, anyway, it's just as cool no matter whether it's up or down.

As if he had made some great determination, Tang Congyun opened his eyes in a gentlemanly manner and said, "Why don't you pay it back..."

After talking about the beginning, Feng Bei immediately laughed, sat on the tidy bed, and said with a smile: "Come on, if you come, you won't be hurt to death? I still have some Omega genes, so I can take advantage of you."

Hearing this, Tang Congyun was completely petrified. It took a long time for his spirit to return to his seat. The uncle who was lying down and waiting to be served got up and sat up again. Looking at the small tent that was set up, he sighed slightly and joked: " Are you stunned? As far as you are concerned, forget it, I will take care of your ancestor."

When dinner was approaching, both of them were lying on the bed shamelessly. Fengbei fell asleep, but Tang Congyun was very awake. He put his hairy head between the man's neck, and the smell was far less intense than before. , but it also lingered in his heart and couldn't get rid of it. Since the morning, the fire in his heart was still not extinguished, but it was getting hotter and hotter, almost crazily hugging him.It seemed as if the bones were going to be crushed and creaked, and after a long time, I barely crawled out of a pile of messy thoughts.

One hand was still exploring the man's back, and the criss-crossing scars he saw not long ago were still in front of his eyes. He had heard the people below tell about the heroic deeds of Fengbei's "death with righteousness" before. One is synonymous with bravery in the eyes of those people.

These scars can feel their ferociousness after so many years of time and space, clamoring for so many years of tragedy and the price of peace.

However, the owner of the scar didn't take it seriously. In his eyes, going to the battlefield is not a big deal as long as he survives. If one day, he can't survive and triumph, he may only think about the glory of martyrdom. In his life, he might still wish for it There is a flag draped finish.

But these scars are like a whip on his heart. The teenager is the age when he can go to the world full of blood. Originally, nothing can hurt his sincere heart, but this scar is too conspicuous. Oh, it's too tormenting, it's ostentatiously dormant on the back like a bone, stretching out a piece of broad shoulders that can be relied on.

But Tang Congyun felt pain no matter how he looked at it.

The small movements of his hands made Fengbei want to turn over unsteadily, but he felt the palms that were almost being pressed by him, and he gave up and lay down in place, just when Tang Congyun was about to retract his hands and wait for him to fall asleep before hugging him back , but the man planted a light kiss on his forehead, as if to appease, and as if to express some unspeakable emotions.

Immediately afterwards, the hand on his waist tightened a little, and he said in a daze, "Yun'er... my brother won't let you get hurt..."

A word can be said to hit the heart, Tang Congyun's hand paused in the air, and it took a while before it slowly fell back to its original position. I don't know if it was the repeated movements that disturbed Fengbei's remaining drowsiness. Youyou woke up and patted the troublesome paw.

"You haven't slept all night?" the man half-closed his eyes and said leisurely, his voice, which is already in the low range, is even more fatal to listen to at close range.

"No, Brother Bei, you slept until day and night turned upside down." Tang Congyun looked at the undrawn curtains, "It's only seven o'clock, so it's at best not sleeping in the afternoon."

"I haven't opened my eyes, wait for me to slowly..." Fengbei sat up, pressed his temples with both hands, as if he wanted to wake up, after a while, his brain was successfully turned on, and he habitually reached out to the bedside table to get his phone. Unexpectedly, the first thing I received was a brand new dress of my own.

When he woke up, his brain was still calculating the boot time, his eyes were not fully opened, and he vaguely saw Tang Congyun looking away in embarrassment, throwing a piece of clothing, oh, yes, there is a faint wheel sliding belt next to his ear With the sound of sparks, Feng Bei blurted out without thinking——

"What are you doing downstairs? You need to decorate for the New Year." After speaking, the clothes were quickly passed on to him, but the owner of the clothes was still a little weak, and he didn't know whether it was because he lacked energy or the person was too noisy.

"It's the housekeeper, don't blame me for illegal expropriation, it's just to get you clothes." This made Fengbei almost feel that he really didn't wake up - why is it embarrassing to get clothes when he is already in bed.In fact, he only looked at the person, but didn't say anything. Before he took the phone back into his hand and pressed it, he found the reason for the person's blushing.

——This red mark on the entire neck makes the owner of the "masterpiece" feel ashamed.

However, Feng Bei is not a person with a perfect sense of shame, and he is even happy to open his tail. Most things can be manipulated no matter how they look, such as his bare trouser legs.

He looked at the remaining turtleneck sweater nonchalantly, and put it on under unexplained urging eyes.He hadn't noticed it just now, but now he realized that the bandage had been rewrapped on the injured part.The bandages were new, the original roll had presumably been thrown in the trash.

"There must be nothing much going on today. The person brought back should be settled. No one has contacted you now, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon, so you don't want to spend more time with me?" Tang Congyun said like a resentful woman , the poor Wangfushi, with his arms around the man's waist, his eyes revealing the "sadness of being abandoned".

Come on, make a killing move.

"..." Fengbei didn't speak. Every time at this time, he would have a kind of "parental airs" that appeared inexplicably. Whether he promised or not, he had to keep silent. The people behind seemed dissatisfied, and used The head rubbed against him, and the short fluffy hair tickled his neck.

"How do you want to live," Feng Bei said, tilting his head and kissing his lips, "Are you not satisfied with your day today?"

At this moment, the sound like an explosion from downstairs startled the two of them. Fengbei's crow's mouth is really a prophecy. The decoration is not perfect, but there must be some moths. On the mobile phone, the words "Feng Yinan" on it seemed to vibrate with the ringtone.

"Hello?" At first, he thought it was some important information, but Fengbei's tone was very serious, but the next second he was deafened by the explosion of firecrackers from over there, "Are you having a dance party?"

"Fuck, good idea, bro, hurry up and arrange a dance party!" The people over there didn't know if they couldn't understand the meaning of the words, or they were trying to piss someone off on purpose. When something was going on, the man had already opened his mouth to explain: "Brother, you can't get through the phone this afternoon, I thought you were dreaming for thousands of years in the bed of your little daughter-in-law!"

"..." It's not surprising that other people said this, but Phoenix's captain inexplicably said it with a sense of "sarcasm", after all, this person knew everything about concessions.

"Actually, it's almost Chinese New Year. I've been busy for so long. Find a holiday to relax, right? Don't say no. I heard that when you were still in the Eastern Realm, you were the happiest during Chinese New Year. The drinking capacity of the team. That is, if you can drink some wine that day, if you don’t expect it, I will draw my sword and kill myself.”

I don't know if the point of this sentence is why he didn't receive a single call, or whether his history was picked up by someone, but as the commander of the three armies who still didn't change his face in front of Mount Tai, and even gave a wow, Feng Bei He just quickly accepted these things, and jokingly said, "What kind of dance do you expect the elders to do? With a twist, maybe you can turn into a team of Oreo sandwich cookies."

The head on the side of the neck was still there, and seemed to be very interested in their chat content. He couldn't help laughing when he heard this, but was caught by the person over there, and immediately threw the conversation to Tang Congyun and said: " Mr. Tang, you are right, the dance will definitely be held, General Feng won a gold medal in ballroom dancing before!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of hanging up from the phone, Feng Yinan looked at the three words "hang up", seemed to see Feng Bei with a cold face over there, and hummed Duan Xiaotiao in his heart Shu Shu instructed the subordinates around him to set off another firecracker to celebrate the slave's turning over.