[Shooting Eagle] East Evil Chasing Love

The group of them got back to the boat safely, Feng Heng didn't say a word about Cheng Yaojin who got out halfway, and just like that, the boat set sail again and headed for Xiangyang.

The river is constantly flowing, with peaks and cliffs on both sides. At first, Feng Heng was in high spirits every day, attracted by the natural craftsmanship, but after a few days on the boat, he was somewhat tired of aesthetics, and he was no longer so enthusiastic about the scenery.

On this day, just after the dawn, when Feng Heng was swimming in his sleep, he heard someone knocking on the door.He opened the door in a daze, and saw the well-dressed Huang Yaoshi standing in front of the door.

He was dressed differently today. He was dressed in plain short brown, which further set off his slender figure. But when he saw Feng Heng's disheveled laziness and sleepiness, he was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head and coughed, before saying:

"Sorry, I thought Brother Feng had already got up"

Feng Heng squinted at him with his messy hair on his head.

Huang Yaoshi calmed down a bit, then turned his head and said to Feng Heng without squinting:

"I wanted to come to Brother Feng to learn martial arts, but I didn't know the right time..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Heng's eyes lit up, the boat was idle all day long, and he was worried that he had nowhere to practice the whip that Huang Yaoshi gave him. Now that he has the opportunity to make gestures with the top master, he couldn't agree more. up.

Huang Yaoshi saw him turn from confusion to sobriety, excitedly said:

"Brother Yao, come in, just wait for me for a moment"

Feng Heng didn't see him either, and turned around to change his clothes. Huang Yaoshi hesitated before entering Feng Heng's room. After he hesitated, he entered the room and looked again. When he went to find Feng Heng's figure, he saw that he had already taken off his clothes. The clothes, revealing the smooth back, is facing away from Huang Yaoshi, putting on the underwear.

Huang Yaoshi didn't know where to put this eye, so he could only look at the nanmu shelf not far from Feng Heng, and the person dozing with his head curled up on the wooden shelf was none other than Feng Heng's bird-loving coral.

The corals have been growing more and more gratifyingly recently, and they can no longer always stick to Feng Heng's body, so Huang Yaoshi happily ordered this six-foot-high nanmu frame to be built for it to rest.

Apparently Coral has just moved to a new house, and the result of adaptation is not satisfactory. It is tilting its head and staring at Huang Yaoshi, and Huang Yaoshi looks at it. Coral stares at Huang Yaoshi for a long time, as if feeling that it is fully After expressing his dissatisfaction, he squinted his eyes and dozed off again.

Huang Yaoshi only felt that the fact that the bird wasn't sticking to Feng Heng's body really made him feel better.

When his eyes wandered around for a long time, he returned to Feng Heng, and saw that he was holding up the hairpin, twisting into a ball with his own hair.

Probably Feng Heng was born with no idea about hair, and the bun uncontrollably fell apart after several times of braiding.

When Feng Heng was wrestling with his hair, he felt a deserted aura approaching, probably very close, covering him in an instant, and then one hand gently pulled out his hairpin, and another Hands slowly ran over the back of his neck, gathering the loose long hair together.

He heard Huang Yaoshi's deep voice, and said with a light smile:

"If you look like this, if Chaofeng sees it, you will probably jump in a hurry."

His breath brushed past his ears with the sound, as if he had turned a corner and got into his ears again. Feng Heng only felt itchy and uncomfortable, but the feeling lasted for a long time, as if from his ears to his heart again, his whole body trembled .

He stood still without moving, just quietly letting Huang Yaoshi tie his hair. Those big hands had strong joints, but the curling was slow and gentle. It didn't take long for him to feel a lot of refreshment on his neck. Only Huang Yaoshi slightly The breath skipped from time to time.

Feng Heng waited for Huang Yaoshi to stop, and after a while he heard him say:

"All right"

Feng Heng turned his neck, raised his hand, and touched the bun. It was smooth and firm, and it can be called a good bun that is neither humble nor overbearing.

He turned his head to look at Huang Yaoshi, smiled and said:

"Brother Yao is very skilled"

Seeing the cunning flying over from the corner of his eyes, Huang Yaoshi also stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and that hand rushed to the top of Feng Heng's head. He didn't know whether he wanted to touch Feng Heng's hair more, or to hold that hand. There are more hands next to the bun.

Just when his hand was about to touch, there was a sudden thud, and then the boat shook suddenly, the two of them couldn't stand still, followed the boat's momentum, and leaned forward.

Huang Yaoshi immediately took Feng Heng's hand, circled around in front of Feng Heng, and pulled Feng Heng into his arms as soon as he pulled it. Even if the two of them fell down at this moment, it would be fine for him to protect Feng Heng in his arms .

But the hull suddenly shook, and Coral was startled in a daze. It flapped its wings and flew up in shock. With a kick of its claws, the shelf tilted towards Feng Heng.

Huang Yaoshi pulled Feng Heng, and the two fell towards each other on the wooden frame. When Huang Yaoshi saw this, he held Feng Heng in his arms and turned around in the air, rolling in the opposite direction until he hit the table beside the table. The round stool stopped.

Feng Heng was hugged by Huang Yaoshi's arms and held in his arms. It was more uncomfortable than being hit by a wooden frame, but Huang Yaoshi protected his head with one hand and wrapped himself tightly in his arms with the other, as if he was afraid that he would be hurt. A little hurt.

Feng Heng: ...Could it be that I am an egg that breaks when I knock it?

At this moment, the two of them rolled to the bottom of the table, Feng Heng was lying on the ground, he and Huang Yaoshi were tightly stuck together like a twisted twist.

He couldn't help raising his eyes to look, but he was so startled that he held his breath, and saw Huang Yaoshi's sharp-edged face enlarged in front of his eyes, and those always stern eyes looked at him with an inexplicable light for some reason, Especially the thin lips were pressing against his mouth, Feng Heng didn't dare to take a breath, for fear that an accident would happen if he moved.

At this moment, the slow-moving boat swayed again for some reason, and the tea tray on the table had already slid to the edge of the table. With another sway, it fell off the edge of the table uncontrollably .

Seeing something falling, Feng Heng wanted to remind him aloud, but it was too late, so he only said eagerly:

"Little... um"

There was a 'dong' at first, then a breath brushed over his face, and then thin and slightly cool lips were printed on his lips.

Feng Heng opened his mouth to speak, but Huang Yaoshi was startled when his head was hit by the tray. Both of their lips parted slightly, and the contact felt slightly warm and slippery.

The two of them didn't close their eyes in shock. Feng Heng was also surprised when he saw Huang Yaoshi's black eyes, but then he stared at Feng Heng's eyes more and more intensely. Heng felt that the black pupils seemed to flow, slowly turning into a whirlpool.Seeing the black vortex turning faster and faster, Feng Heng even felt that he was sucked in, and saw Huang Yaoshi slightly closed his eyes, and the big hand behind his head supported his head, and the man got closer.

The heart beat wildly uncontrollably, Feng Heng didn't dare to move, he just stared blankly at Huang Yaoshi's thick black eyelashes, the eyelashes were probably startled by the trembling sound of the heart, and trembled slightly It started shaking slightly, and then dripping drops of water dripped down the top of Huang Yaoshi's head onto Feng Heng's face.

Island Master Huang's intoxicated face was completely destroyed by the water droplets flowing down the river.

Feng Heng couldn't hold it back, and burst out laughing. Huang Yaoshi was startled, and only then did he realize that the top of his head, neck, chest and back were wet...

Feng Heng raised his hand and took the overturned teapot away from Huang Yaoshi's back, looked at Huang Yaoshi who still had his eyes on his lips, and said with a smile:

"Brother Yao, I think you can let go of my hand."

The dumbfounded Huang Yaoshi only had two words in his mind at the moment:

so soft...

When the two of them came out of the room, there was a servant standing in front of the opposite door. At this moment, the servant was scratching the back of his head in doubt.Hearing the sound, he turned his head immediately, and when he saw Huang Yaoshi appearing, he immediately went forward and reported:

"Island owner, the hull of the boat was hit by a piece of driftwood going down the current, and the bottom cabin was flooded. Take the helm and ask the island owner to take a look."

The servant raised his eyes to look at Huang Yaoshi, waiting for orders, but saw that although their island owner had a stern face, the corners of his mouth were curled into a smile for some reason, and the hair around his temples seemed to have been soaked in sweat , was wet, even the neckline and chest of the clothes were slightly water-stained, and looking at Mr. Feng behind the island owner, he still had a kind face with a smile, but his fair face was tinged with red...

The servant waited for the two of them to pass by, then fell down and followed behind, but he was shocked in his heart, he seemed to have discovered a terrible secret, what should we do.

After a whole morning of people turning their backs, the boat is now parked at a place by the river, and the boatmen are going into the water to repair the damaged ship planks in an orderly manner.

The river water was extremely clear, and the gurgling water was not rushing. Feng Heng lay on the side of the boat and watched, he couldn't help being lost in thought.

Huang Yaoshi beside him saw him lost in thought, and said:

"Brother Feng, what are you looking at?"

But Feng Heng turned his head to look at Huang Yaoshi with the corner of his mouth curled up, and said eagerly:

"I haven't swam for a long time, the river is so clear, how about we try it for ourselves?"

Huang Yaoshi was taken aback for a moment, and asked hesitantly:

"But you want to go down to Fushui?"

Feng Heng nodded.

But unexpectedly, Feng Heng saw Huang Yaoshi look away, coughed dryly and said:

"I'm not very good at water, and I'm not very good at fushui"

He has always been arrogant and conceited, and today he admitted his shortcomings in front of Feng Heng, and he really felt a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that Huang Yaoshi declined him politely, Feng Heng couldn't persuade him anymore.So he began to take off his clothes and trousers on his own. When Feng Heng was naked and was about to take off his obscene trousers, Huang Yaoshi coughed again and said:

"Brother Feng, just wear this one."

Feng Heng was puzzled and said:

"Wearing it, how do you drink water?"

But after he thought about it, he was right, they had never seen his underwear, and it was fine to wear obscene pants, otherwise it wouldn't be fun for these people to stare at him.Then he tightened the loose belt, waved at Huang Yaoshi, turned around and jumped into the water.

Although Huang Yaoshi's face is calm, but at the moment his heart is in dire straits, that kiss is always in his mind, he is excited and nervous at the same time, he is not a young boy who knows nothing, how could he get there? At this moment, I don't know what I want, but seeing Feng Heng's natural expression, I feel uneasy and a little bit lost in my heart.

The river water was cool and clear. When Feng Heng entered the water, Huang Yaoshi stood on the side of the boat and watched. He saw Feng Heng was like a nimble fish, swimming in the water effortlessly. His legs stretched twice from time to time, and against the backdrop of the waves, it was so dizzy that people couldn't open their eyes.

After a while, he showed his head, waved to Huang Yaoshi on the boat, and happily twisted his body into the water again, the water splashed and bubbled, as if it was floating on Huang Yaoshi's heart.

Huang Yaoshi watched Feng Heng quietly on the side of the boat, and after a while, he spoke, and said to the servant behind him:

"Prepare clothes for Mr. Feng"

After thinking for a while, he said:

"Bring another cloak"

Feng Heng played for about three quarters of an hour, and finally had his fill of fun. He surfaced, saw Huang Yaoshi was still standing at the bow of the boat watching him, and thought, I invited him to come down together, but he didn't swim, but stood at the bow of the boat watching I was jumping up and down, really weird, but also somehow cramped.

Thinking of this, he flew back to the boat.

Landing on the bow of the boat, he was drenched all over, the obscene trousers were soaked in water, kicked and kicked by him in the river, and they were already deformed when they were hanging on his waist.It was tightly attached to Feng Heng's body. Except for some wrinkles, it was comparable to Feng Heng's tight protective clothing.But it has an advantage over tights, that is, the trousers are made of brocade, and after absorbing water, the air permeability is particularly good, and it can be called translucent at this time.

Feng Heng didn't have so many scruples when he landed on the boat. The water all over his body felt a little uncomfortable against his body, so he shook off the water on his body first, then bent down to stretch his underwear in one place, and twisted them.He didn't feel it himself, but in the eyes of others, he was almost naked. The moment he bent over, he formed a curve that he couldn't talk about from his legs to his waist, which contrasted with his pale skin soaked in river water. , some indescribably charming.

Before he could stand up after wringing out the water, he felt a piece of clothing fall on his back and cover his body. Feng Heng stood up and turned his head in doubt.

It turned out that Huang Yaoshi was still standing there. For some reason, he didn't look at Feng Heng, but squinted down, as if staring at the boatman who was repairing the hull. His face turned red suspiciously, but he whispered to him:

"Go back to the house and change your clothes. It's windy here and you'll catch a cold easily."

Feng Heng pulled the cloak around his body tightly, and the refreshing and pleasant person who had just finished swimming flew away in an instant after these words were said for some reason.He only felt a rush of hot air from the soles of his feet, all the way up to his face.

He didn't say much, just thanked him and walked back.

The two passed each other without looking at each other, but they could clearly hear their respective heartbeats throbbing in their chests more and more violently...

The author has something to say: vomiting blood..._(:з」∠)_

The author will end the ambiguous stage as soon as possible...

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