Iceberg beauty lifts her head

Liudu happened to be in time for the annual Liuzhou Auction, and Feng Chengyu, as a true businessman, would attend it almost every year.

Countless exotic treasures, rare treasures, and antique collections will all gather together on that day.Vendors from all walks of life spend money like water, bidding sky-high prices for a relic from the old dynasty. If you are lucky, you may be able to take a photo of a lost secret treasure in the world. It is not surprising that Feng Chengyu wants to participate.

Therefore, their destinations overlapped again. Although he felt very depressed, he couldn't stop him from going to Liudu just because of his own concerns.

He had helped him when he wiped out the Shifang Gang, and it would spread to some extent inside and outside the big city. If he was recognized by the villains in Liudu, he would be beaten to death if he was not taken away.

After careful consideration, only two people walking together can minimize accidents.

"The rare anthers that have been stored for almost a year can make a fortune at the auction again this year!"

Feng Chengyu had just arranged for Yan An to cover the three boxes of anthers with moisture-proof cushions, but when he got into the carriage, he had a worried question mark on his face.

"Why are you wearing so little? Don't you put on a long jacket?"

36. Chapter 36

The road from Xingdu to Liudu was getting steeper, but the carriage was running smoothly. He and Feng Chengyu faced each other day and night in the carriage.

Over the mountains and ridges all the way to the north, I will get off the car and hit the tip when I pass by the inn.Every morning when Yao Qiyun woke up, Feng Chengyu would sit next to him, and there would be a bowl of freshly warmed porridge on the small table.

Feng Chengyu knew that his diet had always been bland and seldom touched with meat, so he would try to add some food to him in different ways.

The round rice grains are full of sweet springs, boiled over a slow fire until soft and thick, garnished with diced vegetables and goji berries, or sprinkled with chopped walnuts, and occasionally a few slices of fresh meat sliced ​​very thin by the inn chef.

Every spoonful of the cooked porridge soup is delicious and delicious. After drinking it for seven or eight days, Yao Qiyun's body, which had been reduced due to lack of nutrition before, finally had a sense of evenness and sensuality.

Feng Chengyu was very happy to take care of him faithfully, and even wanted to touch his body when they shared the bed at night.

Yao Qiyun has been sleeping with him almost every night since he was outside Xiancheng Mountain, perhaps it has become a habit, and he has gradually become less disgusted with Feng Chengyu's occasional intimate movements.

They hugged each other to sleep in the cold night. When Feng Chengyu felt cold, he was very greedy for his body temperature, so he naturally curled into his arms.

Yao Qiyun would also hug his back lightly to fall asleep, and Feng Chengyu would take the opportunity to raise his eyelashes and kiss him quickly, once he succeeded, he would immediately close his eyes and pretend to be asleep, but sometimes he was caught As they were standing, the two of them stared with wide eyes and small eyes.

He sat up and poured himself a cup of bitter plum dew. Yao Qiyun looked at a smear of thick plum red, which moistened his lips, which was a bit inexplicable. The pure dew of bitter plum was bland and tasteless, Feng Chengyu Never happy to drink.

"It's just a kiss and I won't give in to me... so I can only drink some bitter tea to subdue the evil fire." Feng Chengyu finished drinking in small sips, and muttered in a low voice.

Seeing that Yao Qiyun's face was getting worse, he immediately raised his hand to show weakness, and coaxed him to continue to sleep.

After such an unsalty life, Yao Qiyun also faintly felt that he got along with this prodigal son more and more tacitly, and even every time he woke up and raised his eyes, he saw that the young man in red was always Right in front of my eyes, there is a faint fragrance of roses and sweet wine in my hair, which is warm and sweet, and I feel a sense of peace and stability in my heart.

This sense of groundedness is based on trust.Feng Chengyu met several groups of men in black while passing through several small towns, and Yao Qiyun also wondered whether he had other identities——

He looked at the man in all black through the curtain of the car, with full sword sleeves and a sword on his waist. He was as vigorous as a stag in his movements.

Feng Chengyu had a face-to-face meeting with them, and after arranging to explain everything, they saluted respectfully and left.

After finding out the Shifang gang leader's lair that night, he is not like a dandy disciple from an ordinary merchant family.

After the men in black left, he stood under the setting sun for a moment, his black brocade cloak reflected the sunset, his wide sleeves fluttered and danced in the fine snow, and when he looked back, the snow light behind him was cold and vast, making his eyes glow. The dominance of the heroes.

Yao Qiyun watched him walk towards the carriage and opened the bead curtain, the pearls hanging down gave off a cold white halo, illuminating his expression very clearly——

The corners of his lips were naturally smiling, but his eyes were extremely deep, unable to penetrate any light, like a black vortex rolling back in the deep sea, absorbing all the bright colors in his pupils, leaving only a bottomless abyss.

At this moment, Yao Qiyun felt a palpitation in his heart.

"Qiyun, it was cold outside just now, let me hug you, okay?"

Feng Chengyu met his gaze, stood under the car and looked up at him, without any explanation to the several groups of men in black.

Yao Qiyun pursed his lips a few times, but due to his personality, he finally didn't ask.Just buried in his arms according to the words, warming his chest with her own body heat.

The horse blew loudly and loudly, and Yan An, who was sitting in front of the carriage, saw the young master getting into the carriage, raised his legs to lift the horse's belly and shouted loudly, the pedestrians in front gave way one after another, the wheels rumbled again, and rushed straight to the mountain path.

His equestrian and driving skills are absolutely top-notch, and while driving on the winding mountain road ahead, there is no slight bump in the body.

The carriage was as smooth as clouds and flowing water. Yao Qiyun confirmed that Feng Chengyu's body was getting warmer, so he got down from his arms and sat on the long soft side. The chirp was crooked, stuffed into his hand.

"After arriving in Liuzhou, Qi Yun should live with him, right?"

Feng Chengyu simmered his hands on the stove, and casually proposed: "Sleeping with a good-looking person like me is something that many people dream of."

Ever since meeting Feng Chengyu, Yao Qiyun realized that there is someone in the world who can display "brazen" to the fullest.

But this time he didn't snort coldly, he just looked out of the window as if expressing his acquiescence.The fine snow is flying, and the white Artemisia clumps piled up in the feet high are connected together with the movement of the vehicle, like a meteor flying away in the white waves.

Perhaps because of the time they spend together, he is really used to having this person by his bedside all the time, right?Although this person is sometimes very dissolute, like a hungry ghost in color.

Is this what Master said, "Love grows with time"?

He and Feng Chengyu always met by accident, and the coincidences were so excessive that he felt that there seemed to be something else hidden in it.

This person's identity is by no means as simple as "Master of the Feng Family", but those who are close to each other can't lie, it is not easy to win people's sympathy in the world.

Thinking about it this way, his messy thoughts were also settled.

"Have some plum blossom wine?" Feng Chengyu handed him a glass of wine.

The wine was filled in a small half cup, just for a pleasant drink, while his other hand was holding a whole urn, pouring it into his lips messily.

Yao Qiyun felt a little dizzy looking at the head of the wine.

"Don't worry, this is not strong wine. No matter how much you drink, you won't get drunk. Just warm your stomach." Feng Chengyu emptied the urn casually, leaving only a drop of liquor hanging on the edge of the urn: "This kind of new wine, It’s the first time I drink it, and it tastes really good.”

Yao Qiyun took a few sips of the glass of wine, and the aroma of Nuanmei went straight to his heart.

"How about it? It's sweet but not greasy. Ask Yan An to brew it for you. It's much more comfortable than the last wine, right?"

Feng Chengyu saw that he was quite satisfied with this drink, so he boasted and kept talking. He exhaled white air into his hands, and the reddish palms from the cold were moist and warm, and he embraced Yao Qiyun.

His expression was serious, as if he was about to have a long conversation: "Hey, you saw me meeting a lot of people in black along the way, don't you wonder who they are at all? Don't worry if they are the traffickers I contacted , are planning to sell you to some secret door organization in Jianghu to make a fortune or something?"

He said narrow words that were obviously a joke, but his eyes became more and more aggrieved, showing the hurt look of "you don't care who I hang out with, and you don't care about me".

However, what surprised Feng Chengyu was that Yao Qiyun laughed when he heard it. I don't know if it was out of ridicule, or just because he was amused.

"This is your freedom, I don't care about it." Yao Qiyun's lips curled up slightly: "Do you want to try?"

"Forget it, forget it. It's not that I can't think about it, young master. I want to live a few more years." Feng Chengyu hurriedly waved his hands and smiled:

"Besides, you have such a good figure, where it should be soft, and where it should be slender, but it won't be enough in the future. I can't bear to leave you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he clasped Yao Qiyun's chin and kissed deeply while his mind was spinning. The affection started from his heart, and the kiss was soft and dense.

Yao Qiyun cooperated jerkily, but saw that his wide sleeves were hanging down, revealing half of Erxue's arms. His skin was smooth and moist, and several light pink fingerprints were pinched out, the marks were indescribably ambiguous.

At this time, the car ran over the road and it seemed uneven. Yan An hurriedly reined in his horse and went around, only to feel the carriage swaying and swaying violently.

"Stop!" Yao Qiyun scolded.

Feng Chengyu was kicked over and fell on his back: "You are like this... I will be kicked by you..."

Yao Qiyun's eyes were fierce, and he seemed to make up for it again.

"I wanted to tell you just now that those men in black were invited by me. They are lurking in Liudu first. It's always good to be extra prepared."

Feng Chengyu confessed, and returned to the serious topic: "Remember, your target is the bloody boy, and it sounds like an old guy who drinks blood."

"I told you, don't meddle in my affairs." Yao Qiyun clenched his fists tightly.

"Let me stand by and watch?" Feng Chengyu put his hands on his head and lay down on the soft velvet of the carriage: "I can't do that."

"Uh..." Yao Qiyun exhaled and snorted.

"But I'm a guy who never does business