Iceberg beauty lifts her head

In a flash of ecstasy, he suddenly raised his slender neck and drank the pot of wine in one gulp.

Yao Qiyun happened to catch a glimpse of him from the corner of his eye.

In the candlelight of the wind lamp, he saw the thin white porcelain pot lining his red lips, and the crystallized wine slowly trickled into the red lips, a little bit along his jaw, passed the rolling Adam's apple, and sank into his skirt .

Xu Shi felt his gaze, and Feng Chengyu smiled at him after putting down the empty jug.

His collar slid to his right shoulder when he lifted the pot, revealing a slender collarbone, and his appearance was charming and voluptuous.

Yao Qiyun slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep cross-legged under the ancient pine.

I don't have the energy anymore, and I don't bother to talk about him anymore.

But before he fell asleep, Feng Chengyu seemed to be pacing up and down around him, and the sound of staggering could be heard endlessly, making the originally silent mountain forest noisy.

Yao Qiyun was inevitably dissatisfied with being disturbed by others, and just about to yell at him in a cold voice, but suddenly felt a finger on his left cheek, and poked it lightly once or twice.

During the movement, Feng Chengyu's coaxing voice sounded: "Qiyun, I built a tent, it's more comfortable to sleep in, let's go in and have a rest, okay?"

"you……"

Swiping that finger away, Yao Qiyun suddenly opened his eyes, but Feng Chengyu was smiling and spreading his hands to the opposite side, pointing at the small tent he had newly built on the open space.

The four corners of the soft smoky blue tent are firmly pressed by big stones, and are erected by slender poles, like a small house.

The curtain was pulled aside, the wind lamp reflected the bright lights in the tent, and a set of silk mattresses had been laid out neatly.

Yao Qiyun was speechless for a while.

I don't know what Feng Chengyu was thinking before he came to find him, but he had prepared such a complete set of things for camping.

It's just that the tent is good and bad, and the closed view inside the tent is not conducive to preventing danger from the outside world.

"I don't sleep in a tent."

After thinking about it, he opened his mouth to reject Feng Chengyu's proposal, and slowly closed his eyes, not wanting to think about sleeping in the tent anymore.

"Qi Yun?"

Feng Chengyu continued to poke his face, woke him up again, looked at his extremely unhappy expression, and persuaded him painstakingly: "The leader of the Shifang Gang just died, and now it's a mess, so we won't find him tonight. If you sleep like this outside the wild forest and keep watch, the dew will be heavy at night, and you will easily catch a cold and have a fever."

23. Chapter 23

After a word of persuasion, Yao Qiyun didn't even want to move, but just glanced at him casually.

That slightly arrogant expression had clearly indicated that he would not take Feng Chengyu's persuasion into his heart.

Feng Chengyu was squatting in front of him, so he naturally took his silent refusal into his eyes.

But the corners of his eyes were bent leisurely, and he sat down beside Yao Qiyun in his robe, with an inexplicable smile in his eyes: "And when you hit Feng Tuojiu's last palm in the stone room, it almost consumed all your internal energy .So in your current state, it’s not an exaggeration to say that you’re being aggressive, isn’t it?”

Yao Qiyun pursed his lips when he heard the words, and fixedly looked into Feng Chengyu's pupils as deep as the dark night, feeling unable to understand the meaning of his words.

The brows and eyes still maintain the calmness after being seen through, but the expression is full of fatigue, but it can't be hidden.

With the smile in his eyes shining brightly under the stars and moon, Feng Chengyu tilted his head: "Then Qiyun don't blame me for being rude, you have to listen to me this time."

Suddenly stretched out a big palm to hold him around the waist, carefully avoiding the wound, he couldn't help but hug him horizontally.Without giving him the slightest objection to withdraw, he raised his foot and carried him to the tent:

"You are seriously injured, and your internal energy is temporarily exhausted. Your physique is no longer comparable to before. In order to prevent your old injury from recurring in the middle of the night, and no one takes care of you when you get sick and have a fever, I will sleep with you tonight."

Yao Qiyun, who was hugged in his arms, naturally resisted. He tried to shake off the palm of Feng Chengyu's arm around his waist, but the other party hugged him tighter and made it clear that he refused to let him go.

He couldn't help frowning slightly and yelling coldly, but Feng Chengyu didn't listen to what he was saying, and just gently put him into the tent:

"There's still some dry food in the tent, let's fill up our stomachs before going to sleep."

Afterwards, Feng Chengyu took out the food box from the corner of the mat, opened the cage lid, took out a piece of pastry and handed it to him: "Qi Yun, come, eat something."

Yao Qiyun didn't take the cake stuffed in his hand, expressionless: "I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat."

In fact, he hadn't eaten almost all day, so he should be very hungry.But probably because of the pain in the wound, I have no appetite for anything.

"Eat a little even if you don't have an appetite, or your body will not be able to hold on."

The moon shadows and candles in the tent were staggered, and the gentle luster bloomed on his side face, contrasting with the enchanting beauty between his brows and eyes, the contrast became more and more vivid.

Yao Qiyun still refused to eat.

"It's so unnerving, so should I feed you myself?"

After Feng Chengyu finished joking with a smile, he directly handed the pastry to his lips.

As if startled by Feng Chengyu's move, Yao Qiyun pursed his lips in a daze, seeing that the palm-sized pastry exuded the smell of fragrant rice, and it had already stained his lips before he turned his face away, he was really helpless Yes, he cast an annoyed look at Feng Chengyu, and raised his hand to take it himself:

"I eat by myself..."

Without ordering, there was a little smile on Zhu's lips again. Feng Chengyu put his hands on his cheeks and watched him eat the pastry in small bites: "The body will recover quickly when you are full. Brother Qiyun like this is really good. So cute."

After speaking, he smiled a few times, then put down the hanging curtain, and fastened the straps to block all the views outside the tent.

Yao Qiyun, who completely missed the side, almost bit his tongue while chewing the pastry after hearing himself praise him as "good".

Swallowing the last bite of cake angrily, Yao Qiyun turned his back to Feng Chengyu and lay down on the innermost side of the tent without saying a word, keeping some distance from him.

It can only be said that the tent is a very magical thing. When it is set up in the wild, it can not only isolate mosquito bites, prevent midnight frost and dew from invading the body, but also set up a more comfortable and private rest environment for travelers.

At the same time, people will be confined in an extremely narrow world. Even if you sleep with your hands and feet curled up slightly, it is easy to cause unnecessary friction with people.

But Feng Chengyu seemed to enjoy this kind of friction.

After he blew out the wind lamp, he poked the back of Yao Qiyun's head with his fingers, seeing him seeming to be angry, he couldn't laugh or cry:

"Why is Qiyun squeezing in like this? Come to sleep a little, I won't eat you again."

Yao Qiyun was a little impatient, closed his eyes and decided to ignore him no matter what he said.

Pulling up the thin quilt to cover himself, he still didn't look back, leaving only the back of his head.

Feng Chengyu smiled, and quietly moved closer: "Do you feel cold? We get warm when we share the same quilt."

Seeing that Yao Qiyun is still motionless, it seems that he has made up his mind to pretend that he does not exist.Turning her eyes, she quickly got into his bed and leaned against him: "Brother and I don't want to be so alien, I am willing to warm someone's bed."

Just as he was about to tuck in the quilt, he saw Yao Qiyun suddenly turned his body away, and the two looked at each other for a moment.

"Huh?" Feng Chengyu whispered.

The amber eyes were dark and cold, with an unfriendly light shining.

Especially when Feng Chengyu's arm was around his waist, almost embracing him in his arms, even though it was called to warm people's body, under the quilt, the two of them were almost clinging to each other. Between the chest, there was a hot alternating body temperature, but it only made Yao Qiyun, who didn't like to get too close to people, feel at ease.

Trying to push his chest away, moving back to leave some room between them.

Yao Qiyun also deliberately stared at Feng Chengyu with ferocious eyes, all of his unfriendly expressions showed "Don't get too close to me!", warning him not to push his feet, and he will only give up if he really provokes himself .

Feng Chengyu was rather savvy, knowing that his temper had reached its limit, so he stopped sticking to it, and just covered his mouth and lazily yawned at him:

"Xianshan is full of wolves, tigers and leopards. One of us is seriously injured, and the other is extremely poor in martial arts... We should be inseparable. If there are wild beasts attacking at night, it's not so scary to have a companion with each other, isn't it..."

Later, the words were whispered in sleep, and Yao Qiyun gradually couldn't hear clearly, but one thing was true as he said, the land of offering mountains and forests is not suitable for them to stay for a long time, and there are still some Shifang gangs staying in Xiancheng, he has to do it as soon as possible Heal the wounded and get rid of their remnants one by one.

Thinking like this, the night is getting darker, and unconsciously, my consciousness is slowly sinking...

The early morning in late summer is peaceful and clean. A faint morning light shines from the distant mountains, penetrates the green cloth tent, and slowly falls on the thin ice silk quilt.

Yao Qiyun frowned slightly, hummed from time to time, and slept very restlessly.

The wound was always painful last night, which made him feel unbearable even in his sleep.

Although he didn't tell anyone when he took the medicine yesterday, he also estimated that martial arts practitioners have much stronger endurance for enduring pain than ordinary people.

But once the consciousness falls into a fuzzy state, such as when falling asleep, subconsciously perceive the pain all over the body that has been suppressed by him during the day, and will twist his body lightly as if to vent.Especially the wound on his back made him suffer unspeakably.

The painful night finally passed. He woke up from the nightmare and opened his eyes wet with cold sweat.

In the dim light, Feng Chengyu's sleeping face was slightly sleepy, close to his eyelashes.

He frowned slightly.

Wanting to push him away, she realized later that she was hugging him tightly, and on the neckline of the crimson shirt, she was being held tightly by her.