[Shooting Eagle] East Evil Chasing Love

The next morning, when Feng Heng woke up, he felt his body was warm and comfortable. Although he was sore and weak, his whole body was dry, obviously he had been cleaned properly.

He opened his eyes slightly, then quickly closed them again.After sinking in the darkness for a long time, suddenly seeing the sunlight, I felt a little uncomfortable.He moved slightly in the soft brocade quilt, and then an arm stretched out and wrapped around his waist. Feng Heng opened his head sideways to look, and saw Huang Yaoshi leaning on his head with one hand, sideways towards him.

Feng Heng grunted softly in his throat and asked:

"What time is it?"

Seeing that he woke up, Huang Yaoshi changed the hand around his waist to gently knead Feng Heng's waist. Last night, he was in a difficult situation and just wanted to integrate Ah Heng into his body. His hands lost weight, and when he cleaned up Feng Heng's body, he realized that Feng Heng's waist was already purple with his own hands.

He lovingly kissed Feng Heng's side face, and replied:

"About the hour has passed"

Feng Heng slightly turned his body, leaning against Huang Yaoshi, yawned, and said in distress:

"I don't want to get up..."

Huang Yaoshi rubbed Feng Heng's forehead with some distress, and said:

"I was tired last night. You should eat something in the morning. I'll go to the kitchen and warm up a bowl of porridge for you. You can sleep after eating."

After hearing these thoughtful words, Feng Heng opened his eyes again, and teased with a light smile:

"What? Huang Island Master feels guilty? You pretended not to hear how I begged for mercy last night, but now you know how to repent?"

Huang Yaoshi's answer was to slightly open his lips, entangle with the tip of the other's tongue, and swallow the fiery breath from Feng Heng's mouth.

The kiss in the morning made Feng Heng's eyes sparkle, and the corners of his lips and eyes were as bright as the morning glow. Huang Yaoshi couldn't help but feel his heart beat, he tightened his embrace, and deepened the kiss again.

After the kiss was over, Feng Heng had already sobered up quite a bit. After he took a closer look, he realized that this room was not his own, so he asked:

"Weren't you in my room last night?"

Yaoshi Huang smiled slightly and said:

"Last night, I spent the whole night, and your room is no longer convenient for sleeping. After taking a shower, I carried you to my room."

Finally, Island Master Huang got up and got out of bed. Feng Heng was probably extremely tired, and soon fell asleep again.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Heng, who was still in a dream, was awakened by a hasty knock on the door.

The knock on the door came from the door of Feng Heng's room opposite, but he could hear it clearly in Huang Yaoshi's room.

Feng Heng was still half asleep, only to hear Zhou Zheng calling for help:

"Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng, have you got up yet? For some reason, the leader of the gang and the master of Huang Island started fighting. Mr. Feng, go and have a look."

His voice was full of anxiety, and Feng Heng woke up a lot when he heard it. When he moved a little, he felt sore all over, and the swelling under his body was unbearable, but he didn't bother to check at the moment, so he gritted his teeth and put on a piece of clothing, pushed the door and said:

"Ah Zheng, what's the matter?"

Seeing Feng Heng come out of Huang Yaoshi's room, Zhou Zheng felt strange, but the matter was serious, so he hurriedly said:

"I don't know what's going on, I just saw Huang Daozhu coming out of the kitchen with a bowl, and was stopped by the gang leader after he didn't go far. The two of them said a few words, so they raised their hands. If you can't stop it, then come to find Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng, go and persuade him."

Feng Heng made up his mind a bit, thinking that the two of them might not be interested, so they exchanged ideas again, but seeing that Zhou Zheng was in such a panic, he followed him out of the cabin.

Feng Heng got on the deck, and sure enough, Hong Qi was fighting with Huang Yaoshi. He saw Hong Qi's right hand flexing his middle fingers, half fist and half palm, his left hand hooking inward at the same time, pushing right and left hook, towards Huang Yaoshi. Hitting the chest, this move is extremely difficult to dodge, but seeing Huang Yaoshi stepping back quickly, he leaned forward and jumped a few feet away.

Hong Qi failed in one blow, so he caught up immediately, thrust his left palm forward, and his right palm pierced out from under the left palm, hitting Huang Yaoshi's lower abdomen directly.

Huang Yaoshi yelled softly, dodged, pressed on the ship's side, the person flew up in the air, and suddenly turned down in mid-air, like a meteor falling, only heard a "hoo", the sound of the wind turbulent, Seeing that Huang Yaoshi's palm was like a wave, advancing heavily, the two of them fought together for a while, it was really inseparable.

Feng Heng frowned, he hadn't slept well all night, and now he was standing here with his aching and unbearable body blowing, it was also in the spirit of self-sacrifice.But Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qi really didn't look like a friendly martial arts competition at the moment.The two of them come and go, they don't look like they usually do things with ease, now they are using their housekeeping skills, not to mention the moves they hit each other are unambiguous at all, wherever they pass, the ship's side, mast and deck are broken Broken, cracked, folded, slanted.

At this moment, only Hong Qi's roar was heard, and several people present were shocked at the same time. Huang Yaoshi, who was the first to bear the brunt, had to use his internal strength to resist the roar.Zhou Zheng's internal strength was still weak, so he squatted down covering his head.He felt dazzled for a while, and Feng Heng, who was standing beside him, disappeared beside him in a flash.

Feng Heng stepped forward with a frown and shouted loudly:

"stop!"

After a whole night last night, his voice was already a little hoarse, but at this time he raised his voice and shouted, so that there was some inexplicable ambiguity in the hoarseness.

Hong Qi and Huang Yaoshi looked back at him at the same time, Feng Heng stared at the two of them and said:

"This early in the morning to learn martial arts, it is tireless day and night. I don't know what this boat is in the way of you, but it is going to be dismantled and die together?"

While he was talking, Huang Yaoshi looked at him worriedly. As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Yaoshi turned his head and looked at Hong Qi coldly, and Hong Qi looked at Feng Heng from the beginning to the end. His face was full of anger at the moment, as if Huang Yaoshi had done something that was unacceptable to human beings and gods. When he looked at Feng Heng, his anger turned into grief for some reason. What a big hate can happen in the morning.

Huang Yaoshi felt more sorry for him than Feng Heng himself, and didn't bother to talk to Hong Qi at all, so he quickly withdrew his moves, walked up to Feng Heng, frowned, and asked with concern:

"Aheng, why did you come out? You are not feeling well, go back and rest."

Feng Heng was stuck there in one breath, slandering in his heart, whose fault is it that I feel so uncomfortable?He gave Huang Yaoshi a hard look, and ignored him, he just raised his hand and quickly twisted Huang Yaoshi's waist, letting out a sullen breath.

How could their small actions be hidden from Hong Qi's eyes? He saw the unbelievable thoughts in his heart, and Hong Qi felt a needle-like pain coming from his heart one after another. He took a deep breath before he dared to move his stiff arms.

Seeing the incompatible situation, Feng Heng said to Huang Yaoshi:

"What happened? Why did you two fight?"

Huang Yaoshi lowered his face, snorted coldly and said:

"Don't bother with him, he's a mediocre person"

Feng Heng couldn't help having a headache when he saw his stubborn expression, and Hong Qi was also silent.

He had no choice but to say to Huang Yaoshi:

"Let me and Brother Seven have a few words alone."

Huang Yaoshi hummed again and said:

"What's the point of talking with him? One's own opinion must be imposed on others. What's the point?"

Feng Heng knew that there was some conflict between the two, so he changed the subject and said to Huang Yaoshi:

"Didn't you bring me the porridge? Now that the porridge is cold, how should I eat it?"

After Huang Yaoshi paused, he didn't quite agree.But looking at Feng Heng's involuntary eyes, he compromised and took off his outer shirt and put it on Feng Heng's body, and tightened his lapel again, before saying:

"You're not feeling well, don't wait too long"

Then he took a deep look at Hong Qi again, the warning was obvious, and then he turned and left.

Hong Qi has been staring at Feng Heng since he came out. At this moment, it seems that the warmth of last night still has residual warmth on him. Feng Heng doesn't even need to speak or move, he can feel it from the corners of his eyes and hair. To an indescribable charm.

Hong Qi only felt the pain in his heart gradually spread to his whole body. He seemed to be unable to control his mouth. He opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't speak.

It was Feng Heng who spoke first, and said:

"Seventh brother, okay, why did you start your hands? But what happened?"

Feng Heng was at a loss, not knowing why.But he never imagined that when he and Huang Yaoshi hugged and kissed each other on the deck last night, Hong Qi happened to have finished talking with Zhou Zheng. Such a scene.

At that time, he was as immobile as if struck by lightning, watching the two kiss each other intimately and naturally, he felt his ears buzzing.

At this moment, he stared at Feng Heng with a pair of bright eyes, and after a long delay, he asked word by word:

"Are you... voluntary?"

The author has something to say: I will update a chapter on weekends, okay?

The author has no internet on the weekend... What kind of world is this!

Forgive the author for being a scumbag with a hand speed of 500 words...

If I have time, I will work hard to save the manuscript, and I will speed up the pace and not be so procrastinated...

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