Hun Jun's Pigeon Essence

The morning sun shone in the room, and the eyelashes of the person on the bed trembled slightly as they slowly opened their eyes.

Lu Ge touched his arm, sat up suddenly in surprise, seeing his fair legs, couldn't help but smirk.

Great, the pigeons are human again!

The quilt on the excited body fell off, revealing the smooth upper body without clothes.

Accidentally pulled his arm, he gasped with pain in his back: "Um..."

Bai Ye's phoenix eyes suddenly opened, his dark pupils were cold and dangerous, seeing that it was a young boy, his tense body relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's changed back, huh?" The voice just woke up was low and hoarse, Lu Ge's ears were numb, and he nodded: "Yeah..."

Sensing the abnormality of the young boy, Bai Ye narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, sat up with his limp body propped up, and turned him around forcefully.

Lu Ge's almond eyes widened, remembering that he was not wearing any clothes, he blushed and wrapped himself in a quilt, and stammered softly, "You...what are you doing...."

The slightly cool fingers brushed those pinholes on the back, and the dark eyes with slightly drooping eyelids flashed a cold light.

Aunt Xia....

With a sullen face, he got up from the bed, found the ointment, washed his hands, took some and applied it on the little boy's back.

On the white and tender back, there were bright red pinholes burning eyes, he carefully applied the ointment on it, bent down and blew it gently.

The cool wind was numb, and the wound on his back was slightly itchy. Lu Ge bit his lower lip, and both sides of his cheeks were flushed.

"Well...."

The young boy's tender cry sounded in his ears, Bai Ye's hand that applied the medicine paused slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Suppress the desire in my heart and continue to apply ointment to it.

Your Excellency Lu's lower lip was bitten, and the wound on his back was numb, hot and uncomfortable.

Afraid that I would cry out like just now, I held back tightly, my face was flushed, and there were tears at the end of my eyes.

"Okay... okay..."

Weeping and asking the pigeon-killing boy behind him, his pink lips were bitten into red lips.

Bai Ye looked at the small mouth opening and closing, his eyes became darker and more dangerous, he looked away and retracted his fingers, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Okay."

Lu Ge heaved a sigh of relief, shrugged his shoulders and lowered his head, pulling the quilt over his body with both hands.

The cool wind blew by, and felt the coolness on the thighs. Remembering that I was not wearing clothes, I poked the young pigeon killer's hand hesitantly, and glanced at him timidly: "That, that...clothes... .”

The corners of Bai Ye's mouth curled up slightly, teasing the young boy in front of him: "Huh? What clothes?"

"It's...it's me...I'm not wearing any clothes..." Lu Ge didn't dare to look at him after finishing speaking, he closed his eyes suddenly, his eyelashes trembled like a small fan, and nervously grabbed the clothes under him. sheet.

"is it?"

Bai Ye leaned closer to its ear, and sprayed all the heat from his breath on its face.

"Yes, it is..."

Lu Ge's hand holding the bed sheet tightened, and a few drops of sweat hung on his wrinkled face.

Suddenly a deep laugh sounded from the side, Lu Ge blushed and touched his ears.

Bai Ye found the newly made clothes from the closet, smiled and rubbed the top of its hair: "Okay, get up and have breakfast."

Lu Ge opened his eyes and looked at the clothes brought by the pigeon-killing youth. The fabric was slippery and comfortable.

"thanks...."

After thanking him, he hid under the blanket and changed his clothes, then quickly lifted the blanket and got up from the bed.

There are new shoes on the ground, and the dark ink boots are exquisite and beautiful, with dark patterns embroidered on them.

Putting on his shoes, Lu Ge walked around the screen and saw the young pigeon killer sitting at the table.

"Bai...Bai Ye..."

Standing in front of him clutching the hem of his clothes cautiously, he lowered his head and kicked his toes.

"Go to eat." Bai Ye's mouth curled up slightly, and he got up and walked in front.

Lu Ge followed behind him, all the way to the front hall, where steaming breakfast was placed on the mahogany round table.

Bai Ye held it by the wrist and made it sit down, took the chopsticks and handed it to the servant who was standing beside him, who was skilled at serving dishes.

"Go down." He waved his hand, signaling the boy to go down.

"Yes, master." The servant bowed his head respectfully and walked away.

Lu Ge's cheeks puffed up slightly, his almond-shaped eyes widened and he watched the boy leave curiously.

Suddenly there was an extra piece of fish meat in the bowl, and along the chopsticks, I saw the long and white hands, the joints were clearly thin and beautiful.

He swallowed the food in his mouth, thanked him in a low voice, caught the fish with his chopsticks and ate it.

Most of the food cooked in the kitchen today was blood nourishing and healing. After eating, Lu Ge felt warm all over, and covered his nose in panic.

"Um... I, I have a nosebleed..."

His eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked at the pigeon-killing boy opposite him without moving.

Bai Ye supported his forehead and shook his head, called the boy to bring a basin of clean water, sat up and sat in front of it with a handkerchief, pinched the boy's chin and lifted it up slightly: "Let go."

Lu Ge let go of his hand obediently, seeing that his hand was stained with blood, he blinked blankly.

Bai Ye pressed the veil on its face, and wiped off the blood on it. From the corner of his eye, he saw the boy who came in with clean water, narrowed his eyes, and said coldly, "Put it here."

"Yes, master." Cold sweat broke out on the boy's face, not daring to delay the matter of the master, he quickly put down the clear water.

Lu Ge raised his chin and couldn't open his eyes, so he could only squint at the pigeon-killing boy's forehead.

A warm veil was pressed against her nose, it was moist and hot, and Xun's face was flushed.

"Okay... okay..."

Unable to bear the itchiness, the tip of his nose twitched, he turned his head and sneezed, and then the nosebleed flowed out.

There was a low laugh from the corner of Bai Ye's mouth, he raised his chin and continued to cover it, Lu Ge, who was ridiculed, gritted his teeth angrily: "Don't laugh!"

The little pigeon was getting more courageous, poking her swollen cheek with her fair fingers, and said dotingly, "Okay, don't smile."

Lu Ge groaned in a muffled voice, feeling that his nose was no longer bleeding, he stammered and whispered, "Okay, no more bleeding."

With a hum, Bai Ye loosened the blood-stained handkerchief, took out a new clean one, and wiped his little hands with baby fat.

After tidying up, the boy took the things down, remembering that the blood of the carrier pigeon has miraculous effects, he was afraid that others would find out, so he burned the blood-stained handkerchief.

He took the little boy to the study room, found Kaimeng books for him to read and play, and he dealt with the affairs of Jinjiang Tower.

Lu Ge stared at the Three Character Classic numbly, raised his head blankly to look at the pigeon-killing youth, and said in a muffled voice, "I know the characters..."

"Huh?" Bai Ye came out of a pile of affairs, and seeing the young boy's aggrieved telling the truth to him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Then read other books?"

Lu Ge nodded slowly, and pouted unhappyly, "Okay...well..."

Pretending not to see the boy's displeasure, Bai Ye found a few interesting books from the bookshelf for him to read.

Looking at the four big characters of strange news and legends on it, Lu Ge secretly glanced at him quickly, but he didn't expect that the pigeon-killing boy still kept this book.

"Look." Bai Ye ruffled the boy's hair and returned to his original position to deal with the matter.

The ledger on the table became shorter visible to the naked eye, and Lu Ge was also slowly immersed in the book.

The content in the book is very interesting, like Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio that he read when he was a child, where a vixen meets a scholar, or a little Taoist priest and a monster.

After seeing the scholar kiss the little fox, the fox turned into a human, and the image of the pigeon-killing boy biting it flashed in Lu Ge's mind.

No wonder the young man who killed pigeons seemed to be eating pigeons at that time. It turned out that this book was the one to blame...

Blushing and continuing to look down, the scholar and the fox changed from kissing to intimate communication.

Goo....

Did the pigeon-killing boy also read this...

Covering his eyes, he secretly revealed a slit, and when he saw the intense part, he lowered his head tightly, blushing and ashamed.

Thinking of that time, the young pigeon killer sat in the carriage with a blank expression, held up the book and looked at the contents indifferently, and imitated the things on it to bite the pigeon's head.

The roots of the ears were red, the hair on the head was stunned, and the top of the head was tapped.

He secretly closed the book and stuffed it under his buttocks and sat there, twisting back and forth uncomfortably: "Bai, Bai Ye..."

Bai Ye, who was busy dealing with things, put down the brush in his hand, and tilted his head: "Huh?"

"I...I..." Lu Ge racked his brains to think of excuses, his eyes lit up when he saw the wooden couch near the window, he pointed to it and said, "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep... ..”

Bai Ye frowned slightly, looked at the quilt on the couch, got up and opened the door for the young man guarding outside to get a new quilt, and under Lu Ge's blank gaze, unfolded the quilt to make the bed.

The servant quickly came back with a quilt in his arms, took it from him, patted the wooden couch, and waved to the stunned young boy: "Come here."

The voice of the pigeon-killing boy was deep and gentle, Lu Ge regained his senses, his almond eyes widened, and he moved his feet a little, as slowly as he wanted, but he finally walked in front of him.

Bai Ye spread the quilt, looked at the little boy who was a head shorter than himself, his fingers were itchy, he couldn't help rubbing the top of his hair, his voice was low and hoarse: "Hey, go to sleep."

Lu Ge clenched his clothes tightly, lowered his head and stared at his toes, and muttered softly: "I know..."

Seeing that the pigeon-killing boy hadn't gone to work, he blushed and stretched out his hand to push him in, fanning his eyelashes like a small fan: "Go to work quickly, I'm going to sleep."

"Yeah." Bai Ye hummed lightly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, feeling the temperature on his chest, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Pushed away by it following the strength of the little boy, and seeing the shadow behind through the screen, the white and slender fingers retracted, with a faint heat remaining on them.

Sitting in front of the desk, the phoenix eyes stared blankly at the account book, and the exquisite facial features were rarely dull.

Without the pigeon-killing boy here, Lu Ge heaved a sigh of relief, rubbed his sleepy eyes, covered his lips and yawned.

The quilt on the wooden couch exudes a strong temptation. The little hand subconsciously unbuttoned the belt, took off the outer robe, lifted the quilt and lay down in it. When he recovered, the pigeon was about to fall asleep.

The author says:

感谢在2020-07-1020:18:02~2020-07-1119:51:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottle of desire;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!