[Shooting Eagle] East Evil Chasing Love

When it was late at night, the lights were gradually extinguished, and people in one place after another on Peach Blossom Island fell asleep.Those lights that are still on, what they look forward to in the quiet night is to wait and depend on each other.

In the room, the candlelight reflected the two people embracing each other, and the shadows overlapped together. At this time, light snow began to fall outside the window, but the two people in the room hugged and kissed forgetfully on the low couch with some disheveled clothes. Heng whispered in Huang Yaoshi's ear:

"Pharmacist, do you like me?"

Huang Yaoshi saw Feng Heng squinting his eyes halfway, with his hands hooked around his neck, looking at Feng Heng's jade-faced thin lips from a close distance, the corners of his eyes stained with alcohol became enchanting, and when he looked at him, there was a fiery spring/color .

Yaoshi Huang replied in a hoarse voice:

"I like it or not, can't you feel it?"

At this moment, Feng Heng was full of wine and courage, so he stuck to Huang Yaoshi, twisted his body slightly, with a bit of reluctance, and blew in Huang Yaoshi's ear, saying:

"How do you feel, do you want to act?"

While he was drunk and awake, he actually just wanted to hear some love words from Huang Yaoshi, but it was clear that Island Master Huang's understanding of these words had reached a higher level.

I saw Huang Island Master stopped talking, and sealed Feng Heng's chattering mouth with his fiery and gentle kiss, crushing the unfinished words between his lips and teeth, and imprinting them into the bone marrow.

Their chests were pressed against each other, and Huang Yaoshi kept stroking Feng Heng's smooth skin with callused palms.Feng Heng only felt that his whole body was on fire from the inside to the outside, and his body became more sensitive. This place is not satisfied yet, but the deadly hand has moved to another place. For a while, only his unbearable voice echoed in the room. .

Although he straddled Huang Yaoshi's body, his knees became weak after a short time, and he almost slipped down. Huang Yaoshi's hand was still firmly around his waist, and he was half leaning on Huang Yaoshi's body. Rational and sober, the two of them were entangled, and the clothes gradually disappeared. Only Feng Heng's hand that hooked Huang Yaoshi's neck did not let go from the beginning to the end.

At this moment, Feng Heng seemed extremely impatient, he struggled a few times, and then entangled him again. He stretched his hand down, touched Huang Yaoshi, and said:

"Quick... come in quickly"

Accompanied by the high and low, fast and slow groan/groan/sound, the candlelight on the desk also jumped up and down. The drunken arm bumped into it, and he shook it awkwardly before he fell over.

However, it didn't take long before that intertwined figure moved to Huanghuali's canopy bed. Feng Heng leaned on Huang Yaoshi's shoulder after climax/tide/, and all his rapid breaths sprayed against his ears. Then turned into galloping power again, Huang Yaoshi gently placed Feng Heng in the soft quilt, leaned over and bit Feng Heng's ear, and then galloped away...

Early the next morning, Sun woke up comfortably from his deep sleep.Waking up with it, there are loud chirping birds, trembling trees covered with crystal white snow, faintly floating smoke, servants who are busy performing their duties, and grinning The owner of Peach Blossom Island with a silent smile.

After a crazy night last night, Huang Yaoshi only came to one conclusion, that is, Feng Heng is really too strong to drink.

But when he thought of Feng Heng, who was drunk, he took the initiative to get close to him, and his charming appearance was so ecstatic, he couldn't help but affirmed: "It seems that the power to drink is not bad."

Early in the morning, the snow-sweeping servant on the road greeted Qu Lingfeng. It snowed on the island last night. Walking on the road, I felt the cold air rushing towards my face. Qu Lingfeng rolled up his sleeves and walked quickly to the meeting hall. Discuss with him everything about the master's birthday. Seeing that the day is approaching, it is necessary to make preparations early.

He passed by his master's Biluoju, and saw a figure hovering at the Chuihua Gate at a glance. Qu Lingfeng paused, then walked over, saying:

"Junior Sister Mei, what are you doing here?"

Mei Ruohua was wearing a plain jacket and skirt, covered with a half-waist-length white cloak, and a long gown was hanging on her wrist. She was looking over with a frowning face. Qu Lingfeng saw that the long gown was a dark blue adult. Men's styles, also have a number in mind.

Just listen to Mei Ruohua whispering:

"I...I made a new dress. I originally wanted to send it to the young master for him to try on, but..."

She turned her head and looked at Bi Luoju's closed door again, as if expecting that the door would be pushed open in the next moment, and Mr. Feng would naturally walk out of the door, a little hesitant and disappointed:

"It looks like the young master hasn't got up yet"

Qu Lingfeng knew that she respected and cared for Mr. Feng, so he said:

"It's cold, don't stand here early in the morning, it's not too late for you to come back after dinner"

Mei Ruohua lowered her head, stared at the snow, and asked in a low voice after a while:

"Senior Brother Qu, do you think the young master lives in the master's room?"

Qu Lingfeng was taken aback by her question. After all, he is 20 years old, so he still knows a thing or two about these things, but Junior Sister Mei is still young, how to teach him to answer?

He hesitated, and asked back:

"How did you even remember to ask that?"

Mei Ruohua frowned her delicate brows and said:

"Isn't that strange? I always felt that Master's feelings for the young master were a little too warm, but now this feeling is getting stronger and stronger..."

Qu Lingfeng sighed in his heart, and thought to himself, it's not just enthusiasm, it has reached the point of infatuation. He thought to himself, except for his master and Mr. Feng, no one on this island would not feel strange.

He glanced at Biluoju in the white snow. Although it was getting late, none of the servants dared to go to clean up the snow and disturb the tranquility. He sighed a little, and turned his head to see Mei Ruohua still frowning. , then softly said:

"As long as Master and Mr. Feng enjoy it, it's no big deal to be weird"

Then he dragged Mei Ruohua away.

Alcohol is a good thing, when you are happy, it can add to the fun; when you are shy, it can increase your courage; but it is also a bad thing, that is, once you are drunk, you will only regret it when you are sober.

When Feng Heng woke up with a splitting headache and frowning, he was accompanied by a limp body and an unbearable swelling feeling behind him.

He rested his forehead and sighed, it seemed that the effect of the medicine was quick.

As soon as he made this movement, Huang Yaoshi, who was leaning on the bed and reading a book beside him, leaned over, pressed his temples for him, and said:

"How? Headache?"

Feng Heng frowned and snorted, and opened his eyes. Seeing Huang Yaoshi's refreshed appearance, he felt a little unbalanced, so he reached out and grabbed his lapel, and pulled it hard. Huang Yaoshi was caught off guard and followed him. With such force, he fell down, Feng Heng endured the pain in his waist, clamped Huang Yaoshi's legs with his legs, twisted his waist suddenly, and pressed him under him.

He was already too indulgent when he was drunk last night. After all the troubles in the morning, he had to lean on Huang Yaoshi's chest to breathe, but Huang Yaoshi, who was pressed down by him, helped him to follow his back without blushing or panting, saying :

"Shall I get you some hangover soup?"

Feng Heng raised his head, put his chin on his chest, wrinkled his face and shook his head:

"No need, I'll be fine if I sleep again, but what's so good about this wine? Seeing that all of you are so enthusiastic about this way, I won't drink it anymore, hmph"

Huang Yaoshi just smiled and stroked his bare back, and said in his heart, as enthusiastic as you are after drinking, this wine is also very good.

The two stayed together for a long time. It was the first time for Feng Heng to drink like this. He was so hangover that Huang Yaoshi got up and brought him hangover soup. After Feng Heng drank the soup and ate some porridge, he fell asleep again. past.

When Feng Heng woke up again, it was already bright outside, and there was no shadow of Huang Yaoshi around him. His headache improved a lot, so he slowly dressed and got up. At this moment, he heard two voices talking outside. , only to hear a crisp voice saying:

"No, I can't say anything. Those things were given to me by the young master. I am reluctant to use them myself. How can I give them to you?"

It was Xiaomei who spoke, and as soon as she spoke, another voice softly said:

"Senior Sister Mei, no, Sister Mei, you are the best to me, you just give me the same, Mr. Feng bought those exquisite things for you, just give me one, otherwise what can I give Master? Okay, Sister Mei?"

Only Xiaomei snorted and said:

"Lu Kangbao, I told you to eat less. Do you have a pig's brain? Master's birthday, if you give me something you want from me, it's better not to give it away!"

Hearing that Lu Kangbao's voice was much weaker, he said aggrievedly:

"I don't have anything. Seeing that Master's birthday is coming, what should I do if I am the only one with empty hands?"

Feng Heng's hand on the belt paused, only to hear Mei Ruohua say:

"You find your own way, if you don't give something sincerely, Master will not be happy."

Feng Heng turned around and walked out of the inner room, and saw Lu Chengfeng leaving dejectedly. He glanced at the sky outside and asked:

"Is it snowing outside?"

Xiaomei turned her head suddenly when she heard the sound, and said happily:

"Young master, are you awake?"

She put down the clothes in her hands, ran to Feng Heng, and asked worriedly:

"Young master's headache is gone?"

Feng Heng couldn't hold back his old face anymore. Could it be that he was hungover all night and everyone knew it so quickly?

I only heard Xiaomei say again:

"I came here twice this morning. Master said that you drank a lot of alcohol last night and had a headache. Don't let me disturb you."

Feng Heng coughed dryly and said:

"It's okay, it's all right now"

Without thinking too much, Xiaomei happily pulled Feng Heng and said:

"Look, son, I made you a winter coat, try to see if it fits you?"

Feng Heng saw her booing and inquiring about him, and felt comforted, so he smiled and willingly used it as a clothes rack, letting her play with it.

Although the cloth is gray-blue, but upon closer inspection, it is embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns. This brocade robe is loose on the inside and tight on the outside, and is very comfortable. He was about to praise him when he heard Huang Yaoshi behind him. voice, said:

"Well, this dress fits well."

Xiaomei and Feng Heng turned their heads at the same time, and saw Huang Yaoshi standing at the door with a light layer of snow hanging on his shoulders, and Qu Lingfeng behind him was shutting out the snowy sky.

The author has something to say: ┭┮﹏┭┮sorry, angels, Xiyou was in a bad mood yesterday. He sat in front of the computer for two and a half hours, but didn't code out a single word.

To be honest, I’m starting to regret that I was too impulsive when I wrote the article. It’s about two months since I started the pit. I’m not going to tell you the truth. I really don’t have a day at midnight. I slept before.Probably because Aunt Xiyou came, and the negative emotions caused it. I looked at my two big dark circles in the mirror, and really doubted whether I was suitable for writing. In addition to the heavy work recently, Xiyou decided to start updating every other day after learning from the pain. I hope those who read the article can understand, I know that the plot is at a critical moment, but it is really a last resort, blame me for being a scumbag + not saving the manuscript, because there have been a few caring little angels who have left me messages (づ￣12 ￣)づ～So sometimes I am too sleepy and fall asleep in front of the computer, and I write down like this happily.

But recently Xiyou is really too much to bear, so I hope you can understand, I am also sorry for breaking my promise, if I have enough time to save the manuscript, I will resume the daily update immediately, let Xiyou solve the real work first In this case~

I’ve said a lot of long-winded words, but the meaning is only three words. If you think I’m long-winded, please read here: [Update next day]~

One more long-winded word, in fact, I always feel that I have OCD, so I force myself to update every day!So don't worry, I will never cheat!I swear to my aunt! !