Zhong Ai Qingqing

Muttering: "Little demon..."

Feng Ao's eyes darkened, a cluster of flames ignited, he lowered his head to cover the red lips, pecked and kissed a few times, panting lightly, gnashing his teeth and asking: "Who am I!!!"

Si Yi, who was dazed by the kiss, only felt that handsome face dangling in front of his eyes, as if dizzy, and smiled foolishly: "Little demon, Long Su!"

This time, Young Master Feng didn't talk nonsense anymore, he directly blocked the lips of the disobedient God, and gnawed on it, until the God woke up, desperately trying to push away the man who was pressing him down.

"Feng Ao, dead Phoenix! If you don't get up again, I, I will be rude to you!"

The man on the body sneered, the jingle of the red jade and phoenix feathers was pleasant to the ear, he suppressed Zhong Ai lightly, and breathed in his ear: "Oh, I'm just waiting for you to be rude to me."

"Hey! Get up!!!"

The clothes of the two were entangled, and their clothes were messed up. Feng Ao's crimson shirt was rubbed open at the neckline, revealing honey-white skin and delicate collarbone. Feng Ao refused to accept it, and turned his face: "Zhong Ai, yes! I'll be fair. He and I are yours."

The little phoenix's eyes were shining brightly, but his voice was a little deep and hoarse. The little phoenix, who was obviously so proud, was holding the silver-haired man who was a head younger than him and begging with grievances.

"Whether it's Long Su or Feng Ao, it's me, isn't it? Don't treat me like this, Zhong Ai..."

The struggling body paused for a moment, peach blossom eyes raised watery, the four eyes met, the body was still pressed together, the position of the chest was the heartbeat, Zhong Ai's heartbeat, Feng Ao felt that the heart was so close to him, as if It's like beating in my chest, warm and powerful.

Si Yi stretched out his hand and touched Feng Ao's face, but he didn't dare to take it back, but Feng Ao grabbed the jade-like hand in time, held it in his palm, and took it to caress himself. Zhong Ai suddenly raised the corners of his lips under him, revealing a relieved smile, his peach eyes did not dare to blink for a moment, and a tear rolled silently from the corner of his eyes.

Young Master Feng's hand and Zhong Ai's hand that caressed his face slowly intertwined fingers, and suddenly pressed down on the couch, and kissed the smiling lips, fiercely, as if to die, the two The intertwined palms of the people clenched tightly at the same time, and they were no longer willing to let go.

20

Zhong Ai wrapped his clothes, yawned, opened the window and looked sideways to see that the little phoenix was coming out of the kitchen with a dark face, his face was still stained with dust, he was never described as embarrassing.

"Puchi!" Si Yi Shangshen laughed without shame, Feng Ao's handsome face darkened even more, he snorted coldly, turned around and persevered into the smoking kitchen.

Breeze blows through the bamboo grove, the fence in the courtyard blooms beautifully at sunset, green grass vines hang down, and small butterflies with bright yellow and black stripes are flying and playing on the fence.

The silver-haired Shangshen sat on the bamboo couch by the window with loose hair, stretched out a white and slender hand, and the butterfly abandoned the fragrance of flowers and flew over leisurely, and landed on his fingertips lightly and delicately.

The sound of plates breaking came from the direction of the kitchen.

Little Phoenix hesitated, holding a plate of dark food and preparing to throw it away.

"What are you hiding?"

With a chuckle behind him, Feng Ao suddenly felt cold sweat profusely all over his body, and he stuffed the jet-black plate under the lid of the bamboo strip pot, wiped the ashes from his hands, turned around and coughed, "It's nothing. Why did you come here?" Already? Go back, it's very choking here."

"Heard the sound, come and have a look."

Zhong Ai's god didn't try to expose him, as if he didn't see the crumbling kitchen, the plate that Xiao Fenghuang packed up nervously, or the black and gray clothes he had rubbed off, his peach-blossom eyes curved He smiled and said, "Don't be busy, we'll go out to eat today."

Feng Ao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Years have passed, and things have changed in the lower realm.

Barefooted children chasing and running across the fields, and the old girl has also become an old woman.

The coarse rice and steamed potatoes in the simple thatched hut only need three small shellfish to fill a large bowl. Zhong Ai sat down with the awkward Feng Ao who was dressed in commoner clothes, and ordered a few vegetarian dishes and a bowl of fat The chicken, the peach blossom eyes turned around, and the familiar door and the good nose stood up to pipe the smoke from the cooking. The family changed a large bamboo tube of rice wine.

The two look picturesque, you take a sip and I drink a sip, Zhong Ai drinks, Feng Ao just drinks with him silently, completely ignoring the curious eyes of diners and villagers around.

"A long time ago, the little demon brought me here to exchange vegetables. Here, it is under the tree beside the big river. When the sun goes down, there are many people who exchange food there, but now they are gone."

Si Yi put half of his face on his face, poked the food in the bowl again and again, and didn't eat it, and sighed regretfully.

The handsome man on the opposite side snorted coldly when he heard this.

Zhong Ai couldn't help shaking his head inwardly, he couldn't understand how this little demon's temper could become so violent after reincarnation, what a gentle and upright boy he was, but this awkward little Phoenix, even He eats his own vinegar, which is really annoying and funny.

"Hey, let's come here often." Zhong Ai took the initiative to stretch out his hand, and held Feng Ao's hand tightly under the table. Seeing that Little Phoenix still had cold eyes and a stern look on his face , but the tip of the ear was slightly red.Si Yi Shangshen raised the corners of his bright red lips in a good mood, and took a big sip of the wine in the bamboo tube, um, yes, although it is crude, it is sweet.

Feng Ao stared at the rough bowl, without raising his head, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and his hand was tightly grasping the hot palm of Siyi Shangshen.

Young Master Feng became a frequent visitor to the Temple of Doctors.

In the early days, Bo Ying served tea and poured water politely, doing a very elegant way of hospitality.

Later, I saw that he came to work every day, and often stayed with Shangshen, and Shangshen allowed him to do so, and the whole hall saw it, so he simply let him walk freely here as his own home.

The ganoderma lucidum doll wore a golden phoenix-tail hairpin on her head, biting a small handkerchief bitterly, watching the god and the little phoenix being intimate all day long.Sitting on the jade steps under the sweet-scented osmanthus, dangling her short legs, holding a straw man in her arms, poking something in her small mouth.The old osmanthus tree shook its canopy full of osmanthus flowers, trying to squint its eyes to see the straw figure in the hands of the girl doll under the tree. When the breeze blew, the immature female voice muttered crisply and blew into the old osmanthus tree's ears: "Bad bird!" Son, snatch me up! Poke you! Poke poke!!"

The osmanthus tree tried hard to see the words "Feng Ao Stinky Bird" written on the straw figure, then shook the crown of the tree and sighed like a human being, and dropped fine osmanthus flowers of gold and silver on the ground.

"Hey, who messed with our sister Zhi'er?" The chirping emerald bird landed on a short branch, combing its feathers leisurely.

Bo Ying walked slowly past the court with a freshly dried saldan. The young man had a pure face, unchangeable between male and female. The blue thin shirt was covered with a layer of light yellow gauze, and the long hanging sleeves were tied with double green clothes. Tassels, tied at the waist, elegant steps, lovely eyebrows and eyes.The little bird teased the little Ganoderma lucidum, but stared at Boying unblinkingly with its big pearl eyes.

Seeing his obsessive look, Lingzhi felt even more angry. She was depressed at first, one robbed Shangshen, the other robbed Sister Bo Ying, and one and two didn't have any fun. The straw man in his hand aimed at the bird on the branch, Xiangfeng rushed up and flew up, very embarrassed, the little girl snorted, patted the ashes in Xiaopang's hand, left proudly, only The old osmanthus tree trembled wildly with laughter, shaking off more flowers.

The Siyi Shangshen held a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, rested his head on his arms, his silver feather-like eyelashes were closed, his long hair fell down to his ankles, and fell into a light sleep.The medicine pouch at the waist moved up and down lightly with the exhalation, exuding a comfortable and faint medicinal fragrance.

He must have been tossing so hard last night that he fell asleep sitting on the main hall as a matter of course during the day?

Young Master Feng in a big cloak leaned down, not half ashamed of being the culprit, she involuntarily covered the tender baby face with her fingers, touched it like a treasure, and raised her chin, Zhou Zheng's god Under the formal robe, on the suet-white collarbone that was faintly exposed, there were still a little or two red marks that would not fade away in the future. Feng Ao's fiery red eyes burned even darker, and he couldn't help swallowing.

Zhong Ai moved in his sleep, Young Master Feng glanced left and right calmly, and saw that the little fairies in the palace were all busy with their own business, grinding medicine, picking, and rushing past with piles of medical books.

It is a good opportunity.

Looking at the sleepy face, he looked at the right moment, quickly lowered his head and took a peck, then turned around and went down the stairs with a normal expression, and walked out of the doctor's hall with a calm and arrogant young master fan as if nothing had happened.

Just after passing Xianrendu, I met someone I really didn't want to see.

Seeing the seductive figure on the bridge, Feng Ao subconsciously stopped, frowned indistinctly, and walked over quickly, and stopped firmly after thirty steps: "I have seen my lord."

"This Immortal Crossing is the most beautiful place in the Upper Realm, Little Phoenix. What do you think?"

The silver chain is thickly locked and connected to the jade board on the bridge. Under the feet are nebulae, swirling, tangled, endless, red, golden, blue, colorful, and blue. Xi stood on the bridge, stardust dust was like the light of fireflies, fluttering around him, and the stunning face reflected was even more sacred and inviolable.

"My lord says it is."

Feng Ao stood there far away, his eyes seemed to be brighter than that of Stardust, fiery red and intoxicating, but without a trace of emotion.

The Demon Lord didn't look at him lazily, and stretched out his hand to reach the star dust, the star light dissipated in an instant, he looked at the dusty hand, and regretfully said: "I still can't hold back."

Feng Ao turned his face to one side, frowned, and after a while, he made a soft noise like a mosquito, and gave him a grace.

The demon master clapped his gray hands, and suddenly recalled the time when the doctor was drunk and swayed from the other side of the bridge.