Through the past and the present, I regard you as the king

Still a little unwilling, after a while he said in a low voice, "Yes."

Yanhuo struggled a bit, Nianqi pressed his knees against him, and the metal piece gestured at the heart of the man's chest, threatening him, saying, "Next time, it's here!" Then he withdrew.

The man got up quickly, first touched the injury on his chin, looked at Mu Feng, said "wait and see" and left the bar in embarrassment.

The metal pendant was thrown on the floor by Twenty Seven, and rolled away with a bang, embedded in the gap in the floor.However, Yanhuo's blood had already stained Nian Qi's hands along the lines of the gears. He looked at his palms, half kneeling on the ground and did not get up for a long time.

Mu Feng knelt down in front of him, took Nian Qi's hand, and wiped him clean with a tissue.

It's just that blood, once solidified, is not easy to clean. The dry paper towel wrapped his fingers one by one, and there is still a slight redness that needs to be washed to remove.

Nian Qi raised his head to look at Mu Feng, but Mu Feng lowered his head, their eyes did not meet at all.

Nian Qi looked at it for a while, then lowered his gaze, and withdrew his hand: "Go back, my lord."

Mu Feng kneaded the waste paper towel, and agreed with a "huh" for a long time.After he got up and returned to the bar, Twenty Seven got up and walked over, and said to Wei Wei: "There is no damage to the store, sorry."

Wei Wei was startled from ear to ear by his wonderful grappling technique, so he almost applauded him and quickly shook his head to express that it's okay.

Mu Feng called a taxi at the side, Nian Qi nodded in respect, carried Qi Shaochuan, who was already drunk, on his back, and left Yunyun first.

After hanging up the phone and talking to Wei Wei, Mu Feng went out to chase Nianqi and Qi Shaochuan.

The two walked slowly in the alley where the sun had already set, and a faint afterglow was scattered at the entrance of the alley. This time, it was Nianqi who walked in front with Qi Shaochuan on his back, and Mu Fengji followed behind a few steps , stepping on the vague shadow of twenty-seven.

After walking a few steps, as if to confirm something, Nian Qi looked back and saw that Mu Feng was still there.The shadow under his feet became shorter and shorter, and Mu Feng didn't look up until there was an extra pair of shoes in his sight.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds in the alley, and each fell down again.

Mu Feng could see that he had something to say, but he also knew that as long as he didn't allow him to say it, maybe Nian Qi would never bring it up.He stared at Twenty Seven's back in a daze for a while, until the scheduled taxi honked a few times at the alley, interrupting his sight.

After all, Mu Feng didn't ask, and quickly passed Nianqi, and helped him open the back door of the taxi, while he got into the co-pilot himself.

"Where?"

"...Where are you going?"

Twenty-seven put the dishonest Qi Shaochuan away, so that he would not hit his head while driving against the car pillow. He heard the driver asking several times before turning his eyes and found that Mu Feng seemed to have been looking at him for a long time.

"Go to Cyuan Community." Mu Feng said.

The driver glanced at them wonderingly, then started the car and turned on the meter.

Along the way, apart from the driver's accusations and Qi Shaochuan's incomprehensible humming, the two in the car hardly talked.From the central rearview mirror, Mu Feng saw that Nian Qi had been looking out the window, occasionally reaching out to pull Qi Shaochuan, and rarely looking straight ahead.

The driver hummed a song, looked carefully at the co-pilot, and said, "Isn't this Dr. Mu!"

Mu Feng: "...Huh?"

"My daughter-in-law's operation was performed by you!" The driver was obviously a little happy, and after recognizing Mu Feng, he chattered endlessly and thanked him several times.

Mu Feng asked, "Your lover is doing well now?"

"Well, very well! Thanks to you for saving her life!"

"It's our duty to thank you." Mu Feng smiled, looked up again, Nian Qi's eyes flashed in the rearview mirror, and finally closed them directly.

Mu Feng: "..."

When they arrived at the gate of the community, the driver greeted the guard of the community and sent them downstairs without accepting his money.After Mu Feng had finished arguing with him about the fare, he finally sent the driver away.

Twenty Seven has been waiting for him in the elevator for quite a while.

The confined space of the elevator made the silence between the two infinitely magnified, almost becoming an unspeakable embarrassment.

Just when Mu Feng couldn't bear to speak first, the seventh floor arrived with a ding.

The moment the door opened, Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little bit more regretful that the elevator was too fast and Nian Qi was too silent.Sometimes, he was really glad that the other party was this taciturn twenty-seven, who would never say inappropriate words at inappropriate times.

Mu Feng doesn't have to worry about saying the wrong thing or doing the wrong thing in front of him, let alone be cautious.

Twenty-seven is like a sea, silently absorbing his negative energy.

But when Nian Qi walked past him indifferently, put Qi Shaochuan on the bed, didn't even respond to Mu Feng's "thank you", and just turned around and walked away, he actually developed a feeling of worrying about gains and losses for no reason.

"Nian Qi?" Mu Feng didn't even bother to cover Young Master Qi with a quilt, so he chased him into Nian Qi's room.

The man was changing clothes with his back turned to him, half of his shirt was taken off, and the lines of his shoulder blades were stretched vigorously. He noticed that Mu Feng followed him, put on his clothes again and asked, "What are your orders, my lord?"

"You..." Mu Feng didn't know what he was hoping for, and he didn't know what he was going to do after chasing him in. He stared blankly at Nian Qi for a long time before his Adam's apple moved, and said, "Do you want to eat tonight?" What, can you make braised noodles?"

For the first time, Nianqi didn't say he would obey his orders, but took off his shirt with a rustle, picked up the house clothes on the bed and put them on.

He said lightly: "Okay."

The author has something to say:-

In the next chapter, let the doctor share the bed with 27, okay?

A gourd like 27, who can't even speak three sentences to death, needs all kinds of assists and small experts to add fuel to the flames...

Sanhuo will probably appear again. When he appears again, 27 will definitely explode. Don't worry, I'm accumulating energy bars now...

ps, there is no small theater today, let me ask you, do you like small theaters?

☆、22|Eat stewed noodles

Mu Feng was slightly surprised, but didn't say anything, and turned to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Although I was talking about making stewed noodles just now, I opened the refrigerator and found that there were not many ingredients left, two cucumbers, a few shiitake mushrooms, a small piece of meat that might be missing after cooking, and some Seven or eight things.

He scratched his neckline, smelled the smell of alcohol, and immediately felt disgusted, took out the leftovers in the refrigerator and threw them into the sink.

Twenty-seven's room was just facing the kitchen diagonally, and Mu Feng could be seen busy in it, fetching a bottle of sauce, washing the chopping board, putting on an apron and pouring oil on the fire.

Twenty Seven changed into home clothes, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at it for a while, and then took out the old photo that he hid under the pillow. In the photo, Mu Feng was tall and thin, and the white shirt was still dangling on him. .

He touched the fringe of the torn photo, and hid it back before Mu Feng found out.

The smell of cooking gradually wafted from the kitchen, and Nianqi went to the bathroom to wash his hands and face.

After washing, he gritted his teeth in the mirror, opened his mouth, and looked around.

"Xianqi, it's time to eat." Mu Feng called him from outside.

Twenty Seven immediately returned to his usual calm expression, wiped his face casually and walked out, just in time to meet Mu Feng holding a large bowl of stewed sauce on the table.

"Sit down, I'll take the noodles out of the pot." Mu Feng lowered his head, put down the bowl, and hurried into the kitchen.

Nianqi glanced at the steaming stewed sauce, and followed Mu Feng on his tail. As soon as he entered the kitchen, the hot air with the smell of oily smoke rushed towards his face. Around Mu Feng's neck was a tie that was made of powder. The cloth surface is black, and there are two white bunny aprons printed on the chest. I don't know whose taste it is.

He took out two bowls and scooped noodles from the steaming pot.

"It will be ready soon, don't come in." Mu Feng gently pushed him, his fingers accidentally stuck to the edge of the hot pot, and he was burned.

Nian Qi snatched the chopsticks from his hand, pulled Mu Feng away from the stove, turned on the faucet silently, and dragged his fingers over to drench.

Mu Feng was a little amused, and said, "It's okay, just bumped into it."

The other party didn't speak, and turned off the water after rushing for a while. Seeing the half-smile expression on Mu Feng's face, he frowned, and suddenly took a step closer, wrapping his arms around Mu Feng's waist.

It's like a hug.

Gentle and regular breathing hit the naked/naked neck, while Mu Feng held his breath for a moment, and his heart beat violently a few times, like a roller coaster suddenly climbing up, squeezing the blood rushing through his limbs.

When Nian Qi touched his waist, Mu Feng took a deep breath, trying to slow down his heart rate by holding his breath, so as to prevent the people in front of him from hearing any thumping sounds.

Twenty-seven leaned in front of him, and soon felt a thin rope behind him, and untied the tie of the apron.

It turned out to be nothing more than taking off the apron.

Mu Feng, "..." His heartbeat was indeed like a roller coaster, falling rapidly.

The rabbit apron was taken off and hung on the side of the refrigerator. Looking back, he saw Mu Feng standing in a daze.Twenty Seven went over to wipe a drop of sweat from his forehead, looked at him, and said, "I'll do the rest."

The voice is very soft, but it has an irresistible firmness that should be taken for granted.

When he was kicked out of the kitchen, Mu Feng's heart started to beat again.

Mu Feng was sitting at the table, but his eyes followed the figure of Nianqi inside, seeing that he was about to come out, he even lowered his head and ate two spoonfuls of stewed sauce to suppress his panic.

Well, it's a little salty.

The two faced each other, each with a bowl of noodles with clear soup and little water.

Nianqi picked up a spoon, took the initiative to scoop up a full amount of marinated sauce for Mu Feng, helped him to mix it well and let it cool, then pushed it to him to eat, and then sat down and slowly served it to himself.

Mu Feng was a little speechless, picked the mushrooms inside the noodles, and said, "I actually have hands and feet."

Twenty Seven put down the spoon and said, "I'm sorry."

"I didn't ask you to apologize." Mu Feng said hastily.

"..." Twenty Seven looked at him, didn't speak, and stuffed noodles into his mouth in silence.

After taking a few bites absent-mindedly, Mu Feng said again, "Is it salty?"

Nianqiyi stopped, "Not salty."

"Then do you want soup? Is there noodle water, or I'll get a bowl of egg soup." Mu Feng suddenly put down his chopsticks and stood up, really wanting to cook soup again.

Nianqi raised his head inexplicably, looked at him inexplicably, stretched out his long arms and grabbed Mu Feng, he stood up a few centimeters higher than Mu Feng, so when he looked at him, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "My lord, are you Anything to say?" he asked.

Mu Feng let out an ah, a little at a loss.

"You seem to have something to say to me," Nianqi said. After a while, Mu Feng still didn't want to open his mouth. He let go of Mu Feng's hand and pursed his lips. I guessed it, sorry."

"I'll serve the soup, young master, let's eat first." After he finished speaking, regardless of whether Mu Feng agreed or not, he buried himself in the kitchen, turned on the stove and stirred the water in the pot, and finally brought out two bowls of hot noodle soup.

Mu Feng ate the stewed noodles and drank the soup, and couldn't swallow for a while.

After finishing the twenty-seven-one bowl, he found that his bowl had barely moved, and the noodles that had been marinated had already turned into a cake. As if Mu Feng didn't know it yet, he kept poking at it with his chopsticks.

"My lord, the noodles are cold, I'll have another bowl." Twenty Seven pulled out a piece of paper, leaned over, and wiped off the sauce on the corner of his mouth.

Mu Feng shrank greatly in reaction, and when he came back to his senses, he asked in a daze, "What did you say?"

Twenty Seven sat back and said patiently, "I said, the noodles are cold, I'll give you another bowl."

"No, I'll finish eating right away." Mu Feng said this, poured all the noodle soup on hand into the noodle bowl, stirred it with chopsticks, and swallowed all the soup and water in a mess.

Twenty Seven: "..."

He put down the bowl, he didn't know what he was thinking, and almost tripped over the table legs when he left, poured a glass of warm water in the kitchen, said he was going to see Qi Shaochuan, and went back to his room.

Twenty Seven stayed quietly for a while, clearing the table, washing the dishes and sweeping the floor.

In the bedroom, Qi Shaochuan occupied a big bed, wrapped in a quilt, leaving no room for Mu Feng.Mu Feng sighed, woke him up, and fed him water.

Qi Shaochuan mistook the water for wine, gulped it all down, and yelled for another bottle.

Mu Feng looked at the bed that was twisted into a ball by him, and was worrying about how to sleep tonight, when the person on the bed suddenly sat up, grabbed Mu Feng's arm and shouted a few times, "Get out!"

He was slurring his speech, but from what Mu Feng heard, that was indeed asking him to go out.

"Go... go" Qi Shaochuan yelled, crying again.

Mu Feng really doesn't understand why people who are drunk have to cry and make a scene. People like Qi Shaochuan who have lived among thousands of flowers and never touched their bodies have always been more optimistic than anyone else. crying.

He pulled off Qi Shaochuan's paw, "Okay, I'll go out, you sleep by yourself." After speaking, he took a set of pajamas from the closet and walked outside.

When the door was closed, Mu Feng didn't notice that Qi Shaochuan opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. Although he was drunk, he called out very clearly: "Chu Yu..."

Mu Feng hugged his pajamas and planned to go directly to take a shower, but just as he walked to the door of the bathroom, he bumped into Twenty Seven who was coming out of it.His hands were wet, and his pants hung on his crotch, revealing the edges of his black panties.

Twenty Seven stepped aside to make way for him.

"Just mopped the floor, be careful of slippery." When Mu Feng entered, Nianqi instructed.

"Yeah." He closed the door behind his back.

Before Nianqi came, Mu Feng lived alone and never locked it. After Nianqi broke the lock, he couldn't think of fixing it. Now he remembered that when he went to work next time, he must find someone to fix it. The lock was changed.

They spent too long in the bar, by the time Mu Feng and Nianqi took turns taking a shower, it was already past ten o'clock.

When Nianqi finished washing, Mu Feng sat cross-legged on the sofa and looked at his mobile phone, with his ankles exposed.The living room was pitch-black, with only a square inch of light, lining his face with colorful colors.

Walking to the side of the sofa, Mu Feng looked up at him, the reflection of Nian Qi flashed in his night-like eyes.

"Is it cold?" Twenty-seven asked, throwing the towel blanket over his shoulders to him.

Mu Feng did not refuse, and continued to look down at the screen wrapped in a thin blanket with his body temperature, swiping and typing a few words from time to time.Nian Qi stood aside and watched, but he couldn't understand either, he just stared at Mu Feng's fluffy hair in a daze.

"My lord, it's 10:30." After more than ten minutes, Nian Qi reminded him.

Mu Feng nodded, typed the last few words, and clicked send.Stretching his legs and stretching his waist, "The email from the university said that the [-]th anniversary is two months away, just in time for the academic festival, and wants me to go back and give a lecture to my juniors." He picked it up from the refrigerator Pulled out a bottle of soda and said while twisting the cap.

Twenty Seven doesn't quite know what universities and lectures are, so he can only guess for himself that they are similar to private school lectures.If the university invites him to go back and talk about things, does it mean that Mu Feng is very powerful?

He drank up a small bottle of soda water before Nian Qi asked, "Master, are you going?"

Mu Feng said with a smile: "I have something to say, let's talk." Back on the sofa, he curled up again, leaning against the backrest and yawning heavily.

Twenty Seven thought he would stay and sleep, so he went to clean the bathroom first, and when he came back after cleaning up and turning off the lights, he found Mu Feng still lying there, went to Mu Feng's room to look, and Qi Shaochuan was lying on his back, dead asleep .

Mu Feng was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, he was woken up by the young master's two voices.

"Young master, go sleep in my room, it's too cold here," he said.

Mu Feng shook his hand, feeling sleepy, reluctant to move.

Twenty Seven thought about it for a while, but he didn't force him, but he couldn't just let him sleep on the sofa, or he would definitely get sick from the cold when he wakes up tomorrow morning.He stretched out his hand to pull Mu Feng up, half-supported and half-slung him to the bed, and covered him with a quilt.

Mu Feng was really tired. He turned over and fell asleep when he touched the pillow. When he fell asleep, he seemed to smell the smell of twenty-seven faintly.

Twenty-seven stood by the bed for a while, leaving a gap in the curtains to allow the moonlight to come in and brighten the room.

In the middle of the night, Mu Feng was still awakened by suffocation, even if he was reluctant, he still had to get up to drain the water.

When he came out of the bathroom and walked back the way he came, he realized that he was going to Twenty Seven's room. He woke up a little and saw a person standing on the balcony of the living room.

"Twenty-seven?" Mu Feng opened the balcony door and called out. It was very cold at night, and the cold wind woke him up immediately, and he sneezed because his nose was irritated.

Hearing the sound, Nian Qi looked back and saw that he was wearing thin clothes and looked like he had just woken up, so he quickly pulled him back, went inside and gave him a thick windbreaker to wear.

Mu Feng looked at him, passively letting others manipulate him.

The moonlight made the contours of Er Qi's face more firm, but the brows were not stretched, and the lip line was tightly drawn into a line, destroying the beauty of it for no reason.

Mu Feng wondered more than once what Nian Qi would look like when he smiled. With his appearance, he should be very good-looking.

Unfortunately.

Mu Feng was taken aback for a while, remembering how Nian Qi didn't like to talk to him when he came back in the evening, so he suddenly raised his head and asked him, "Are you angry?"

Twenty Seven paused for a moment when he turned up his collar.

"Are you angry?" This time Mu Feng said an affirmative sentence, and his voice just woke up was a little wavy, with a sleepy ending.

Twenty Seven said softly, "Young Master, why should you care if I'm angry or not, and besides, I'm not qualified to be angry with you."

Mu Feng felt a bit bitter in his mouth, he blinked in the dark, waited until Nian Qi closed the balcony door, and asked in an unknown tone: "Why are you angry?"

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Doctor: Are you angry?

27: ...

Doctor: Are you angry?

27: ...

Doctor: Why are you angry?

27: ...

Doctor: You said... um, um!

27: (Too much nonsense, let's go directly to the pro work!)

...The above is just a silly YY.

Of course, the doctor probably knows why 27 is angry. The doctor is a smart man but he is used to pretending to be stupid. 27 is also a smart man but he never tells.

When two smart people who are calm on the surface and rich in heart get together, one of them must be overwhelmed first.

Guess, will it be a doctor, or 27?

In addition, I tried my best, but I haven't been able to write about the doctor and 27 sharing the same bed and hugging each other. Let's do the next chapter, sure, I will post four!

In addition, Dr. Qi's cp appeared on the stage, although he is only a name at present... (you go

Let's appreciate the doctor's apron hahahaha (please ignore the scumbag PS technology)↓↓Ahem, do you know who chose this bad-tasting apron? (On who will bear the blame)

(I feel that the code is not easy to use, I don’t know if I can see it, so I can’t talk about it)

☆、23|

"I'm not angry." Twenty Seven replied.

The living room was very dark, and Nian Qi had his back to the balcony, so Mu Feng couldn't see his expression clearly.But come to think of it, what expression he can have is nothing more than a flat face.

Thinking of this, Mu Feng felt a little lost, thinking maybe he didn't want to talk to him at all.

Mu Feng said softly, "Then go to sleep."

Nian Qi still stood still, his elongated shadow covering Mu Feng's body, after a while he invited Mu Feng to the door of the room, and said, "Sir, rest first, I'll sleep after a while."

After speaking, he took two steps back and waited for him to enter.

Mu Feng chased back in two steps, and said in front of him, "Then I will accompany you for a while and look at the moon."

There was a faint light in those eyes, and Nianqi stared at it for a long time before he had to tell the truth, "My lord, I sleep on the sofa."

Mu Feng: "Then I'll sleep on the sofa with you too."

"The sofa is too cold, you'd better sleep on the bed, it doesn't matter if I'm physically strong."

"I'm not afraid of the cold." Mu Feng followed closely, he didn't know what he was being stubborn about, but he chased after him without much thought.

Twenty Seven watched as he wrapped his windbreaker tightly around him, sniffing his nose from time to time when he spoke, obviously because he was afraid of the cold.After a few minutes, Mu Feng also hid his hands in his sleeves.

In the silence, there was a barely audible sigh, Nianqi helped him gather his clothes, a little helpless: "Young master, what do you want to do?"

"I..." Mu Feng didn't give me any reason for a long time, and finally stopped talking.

Nianqi stood up straight and looked at him, with the intention of talking back: "My lord, you must be angry yourself."

Mu Feng frowned.

"What are you angry about?" Nianqi actually asked him back, his voice raised slightly, "Young Master Qi, you are angry with Yanhuo, or when your anger is in the clouds, I can't make a move in time?"

"If it was me, I apologize to you. If you are unhappy, you can punish me." He lowered his eyes and knelt, and was about to kneel without arguing.

This low body of his lowered his body, which ignited the false fire in Mu Feng's heart.

Before he really knelt down, Mu Feng stretched out his hand and pushed him to the wall behind him. At the same time that Nianqi's back hit the wall, Mu Feng's coat was thrown from his shoulders to his feet.

Mu Feng didn't care, he took a step forward and stared at him.

"Xianqi, can you not do this?" Mu Feng was really a little angry, "Open your mouth to apologize, shut your mouth to punish, and kneel down to solve everything. As a man, don't you feel a little useless?"

Nian Qi has been used to being scolded by various people since he was a child. This kind of words were not serious words at all before, but tonight, here, when Mu Feng said them angrily against him, he felt inexplicable. irritable.

This kind of irritability has never been seen before.

After living for so long, Mu Feng no longer allowed him to kneel down.Nian Qi knew it well, even the act of kneeling just now was the product of this negative emotion.

"Then what about you, didn't you solve everything by escaping?" He said it almost without thinking because his chest was overwhelmed.

As soon as the words came out, Mu Feng's eyes were naturally red, and he grabbed his collar when he came up, and almost punched him.

But seeing the mild-tempered opponent being blown up like this by a single sentence, holding his hand and trembling with anger, Nian Qi felt very comfortable in his heart. Once this emotion arose, it was gradually magnified.

So the inexplicable boredom after returning from the cloud was relieved to a certain extent when he saw him angry.Nian Qi suddenly realized that no matter whether he was talking back to him, asking him back, or kneeling in front of him, these actions were nothing more than deliberately provoking Mu Feng.

He actually wanted to provoke Mu Feng, the master he had identified in name, this was something he would not have dared to do even if he had been given 1 guts in his previous life.

"You can say it again." Mu Feng's expression darkened.

Nian Qi looked directly at the other party and said, "Even if I don't say it, you understand it yourself."

Mu Feng clenched his collar tightly, no matter how dim the light was, he could feel that Nian Qi's gaze was like a knife, almost cutting into his heart.After a while, he let go of his hand, and suddenly turned around without saying a word to leave.

Twenty Seven felt that he might have put on a second guts, and rushed up to hold him back, saying, "If you don't understand, then I have no choice but to explain."

Mu Feng's body froze, and he tried to break free, but Nian Qi had great strength, and his voice floated in before the resistance succeeded:

"Young master, tell me why you didn't push him away at that time."

Mu Feng: "..."

"You have so much time, what the hell are you thinking? Whether it's pushing him away or punching him, you can do it, but you don't, he just said a few words, and you gave up all struggle Easily suppressed by him."

Twenty Seven dragged him in front of him: "If I don't make a move, are you planning to let him manipulate you?"

Mu Feng held one arm high, looked at him panting, "I'm done talking, is there anything else?"

"Yes!" Twenty Seven immediately replied, "That person will not let it go, but everything here is beyond my control. I can't predict when he will come back, let alone whether there will be a second one. Such a person. There are things that you don’t want to face up to, even a hundred dead men can’t save you, if you don’t want to see me even taking a bath, then please learn how to protect yourself!”

After Nian Qi finished speaking in one breath, he let go of Mu Feng, bent down to pick up the jacket on the ground, took a breath and added slowly: "I don't want to see you get hurt, but I can't do it 24 hours a day. Stay by your side all the time."

The speed of speech was very fast, and Mu Feng had never heard Nian Qi say such a long and rich passage.Huo, who was originally angry, suddenly froze at this moment, and he was stunned for a while, until he felt a weight on his shoulders, and then he gradually regained his senses.

Nian Qi yelled at him for a long time, was he actually worried about him?

Nian Qi felt that he had finished what he should say, kept everything he shouldn't say in his heart and didn't say a word, but this was the most courageous time in his life, even if Mu Feng suddenly said that he would drive him out, he would I feel there is nothing to argue with.

Mu Feng stood on the spot with a stagnant expression, holding his hand loosely and tightly, obviously thinking about how to deal with him.

Twenty-seven thought he was disrespectful, and there was no need for his master to say the words of driving people out. He lowered his eyes, "It's late at night, my master should go to bed early." Then he turned around and started to walk towards the door.

Mu Feng subconsciously rushed over.

Nian Qi lowered his head to look at the hand on his arm, then looked back at Mu Feng in puzzlement.

Mu Feng avoided the other party's gaze, but his grip was tighter. He lowered his head and buried himself behind Nian Qi's back, and said something muffled.

Twenty-seven did not hear clearly.

"I'm sorry." Mu Feng repeated.

Twenty Seven almost thought that he had heard wrong, and his face was a little dazed.

Before he could think of what response he should have, the door of the bedroom inside rang, and Qi Shaochuan got up to go to the bathroom in a daze.

Mu Feng quickly let go and stood upright.

Qi Shaochuan leaned on the wall and walked to the bathroom, glanced at them, pointed in Mu Feng's direction and said, "You...why, there are two?"

Mu Feng knew that the drunk Qi Shaochuan was annoying to the point of no reason, he didn't want to explain anything to a drunk, so he didn't talk to him, and directly dragged Nianqi into the room, closed the door and hid.

After Qi Shaochuan went to the toilet, he hammered the door outside, and there was no response for a while, so he got back into his bed and fell asleep.

It was quiet outside the door, and the two people in the room also looked at each other silently.

Mu Feng smiled awkwardly, he was not at peace, he turned his head and said to Nian Qi who was sitting by the bed, "Suddenly I can't fall asleep, can you chat with me for a while?"

"...Okay." Twenty Seven said.

Although the reason for the two of them to be together was the so-called chat, in fact, time passed by without anyone speaking.Mu Feng suddenly felt that his EQ was probably dead, otherwise he wouldn't have come up with such a bad excuse.

After a while, Mu Feng stuffed himself under the quilt, and said "I'm sorry" dryly.

Nian Qi stretched out his hand to tuck the quilt up for him, and apologized to him, "It's my fault, the words are too harsh, young master, don't mind too much."

The other party covered his nose under the quilt, blinking at him, like a washed gem in the dark night.Nianqi thought that although Yanhuo behaved outrageously, he was right about one thing. Mu Feng seemed to be calm and mild-tempered, and he didn't have much interest in anything, but in fact he was always cautious and anxious.

People's eyes can speak, and they can never deceive people, let alone Erqi, who has been the eyes and ears of people all the year round.

Mu Feng felt his gaze, lifted the quilt and moved to the side, leaving a place for one person.When I was looking at the furniture, I just bought a spacious single bed according to Twenty-seven's figure, and I didn't expect this situation today.

Two people sleep, can only say that they can barely squeeze.

"There is a place for you, don't go out to sleep on the sofa." Mu Feng deliberately avoided the topic, and said to him, "Otherwise Qi Shaochuan will wake up later and will bother you to death."

Just as Nian Qi wanted to say that this was not in compliance with the rules, Mu Feng had already given up half of the pillow, and a corner of the photo that was pressed under the pillow was also exposed, which was in danger under Mu Feng's groping.

He felt guilty, fearing that Mu Feng would find out, so he stretched out his hand to hold him down.

Mu Feng was puzzled: "What?"

Twenty Seven made a fool of himself and said, "I don't like sleeping on pillows, so don't bother me."

Mu Feng snorted, didn't suspect anything, just urged him to come up to sleep quickly.Twenty-seven was half worried about being found hiding things, and half being dragged by Mu Feng, so he could only lean against the bed, planning to wait for Mu Feng to fall asleep first.

At this time, Mu Feng had already started to feel sleepy. He felt a chill on his back after lying down for a while, but the quilt was not big enough to easily cover the two big men, so it was difficult for him to fight with them, so he turned around. , and rubbed against Twenty Seven.

With this rubbing against Nian Qi's body, Mu Feng was lying on his side, with Nian Qi's firm and warm chest in front of him, his clothes were rolled up, and his lower abdomen was exposed.

By the moonlight, he found that Twenty Seven had hardly covered him with the quilt. When he touched the corner of the quilt to smooth it out for him, his eyes moved to his lower abdomen. Two mermaid lines stretched down obliquely in an ambiguous way, and suddenly disappeared into the sleeping bed. pants.

Nianqiyi bowed his head, not knowing what he was looking at.

The mermaid line jumped suddenly, as if the fish's tail was about to be thrown out.Mu Feng thought to himself, he is indeed formidable, no matter in skill or figure.

By the time Nian Qi realized what he was looking at, Mu Feng had already finished wiping off a handful of oil secretly, with his hands still on his body and pinching one end of the quilt, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"..." Seeing him curled up in his arms, Nian Qi thought that he would never be able to leave now.

Mu Feng squinted for a while, as if he had a dream, in which Nian Qi angrily taught him a lesson.Then he woke up in a daze, pulled off Nianqi's clothes, said: "...I'll listen to you" and there was no more to say.

Nian Qi was still awake, but became even more sober after being disturbed by Mu Feng's sudden dream talk. He lifted him up a bit, and put the pillow under his head well.

Mu Feng adjusted his sleeping position by himself, with his face facing Nianqi's chest. It might be a little stuffy, and he took two deep breaths before subsiding.

The night is long, but the moonlight is bright.

On a single bed, even the quilt had to be shared between two people, but Mu Feng slept very peacefully, without dreams or disturbances all night.

Until the sky became dim outside the window, everything in the house was covered with a layer of misty light, making Nianqi feel that everything in front of him seemed unreal, with an illusory, dream-like sense of wandering.

Twenty-seven's legs on the ground felt a little numb, and he wanted to move. Then, he lowered his head and noticed the man snuggling in front of him, who was breathing steadily. He reached out his hand unconsciously, and touched his thin shoulders.

The other party was half awake, calling him "Nianqi" in his dream, using a tone that seemed to be looking for something.

At this moment, Nianqi suddenly realized that Mu Feng might never be able to become the decisive master in his mind.

When he realized this, Mu Feng had gradually woken up.

But he still lowered his head and pulled Mu Feng closer to him, gently brushed away the broken hair in front of his eyes, and said, "My lord, don't be afraid, no matter what happens, I will protect you,"

"forever."

Mu Feng's eyelashes flickered, but he didn't open his eyes.

The author has something to say: promise to share the same bed with you!

This chapter is suffocating me, Erza really makes my mother anxious, I really wish I could immediately drug them both and throw them on the bed, and then it will be after dawn!

Ge Mao: I paid nine yuan, hurry to get the certificate!

Alas, I have made up too much brain, but I don’t even have a male ticket, I really want to cry QUQ

By the way, my dears, if you have seen this, please drop by or leave a flower (star eye). If it is not troublesome, the column will also... (People: You go! I have never seen such a brazen person!)

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☆、24|Good Morning Doctor

At six o'clock in the morning, the alarm on the mobile phone was very punctual, buzzing in the pocket of Mu Feng's pajamas.

He reached in and turned it off. When he sat up, his mind was not very clear, so he sat there for a while.

Twenty Seven woke up too, put on a piece of clothing for him, got out of bed, and opened the curtains.

suddenly light up in the room