Iceberg beauty lifts her head

It is famous for its green fruit soup, and it is a gathering place for the common people in the city.

At that time, it was the most lively time when the first floor of Yunhe Inn was full of guests and friends, and the lights were intertwined.

However, when Yao Qiyun first stepped into the shop door made of two cypress trees, he seemed to be in a bad mood, especially when he thought of Feng Chengyu who was following behind him, who had already arrived at a safe inn, and was still grabbing him. His face became even uglier when he kept the hem of his clothes on.

Across the crowded hall, Yao Qiyun looked at the not-so-short cypress counter, and walked over in silence.

The shopkeeper of the inn sat behind the counter in brocade, holding a yellowed account book in one hand, flipping his fingers up and down in the other hand, and crackling the beads.

He counted the Wenyin he had received today, his eyes were narrowed into slits with a smile, he was really happy.

It is said in Luocheng that people eat in "Yunhe" and live in "Fusheng".The tourists who come to stay in the inn are always scattered, but today someone has reserved all the private rooms on the second floor. This is almost the busiest day since the inn opened to welcome guests.

Just as she was laughing from ear to ear, there was an unwavering voice next to her ear: "The shopkeeper, there are two rooms."

"The inn is full today."

The shopkeeper was still flicking the abacus, and even forgot to lift his head to greet him directly: "If you want to stay in the store, there is a room on the third floor."

Feeling the low pressure in the air, the shopkeeper couldn't help but put down his calculations, checked the little yellow book again and again, raised his head and gave his trademark friendly smile:

"What a coincidence, there is indeed only one high-class private room left today. But there is absolutely no problem for two people to live in. It is getting late outside now. The two young masters, do you want to stay overnight in the small shop?"

As he spoke, he picked up a vermilion pen, smiled and waited for a new account to be marked in the ledger.Seeing that the visitor really needs to check in, how could he be willing to leave here?

With a soft snort, Yao Qiyun glanced back at Feng Chengyu, and couldn't help frowning deeply.

The handsome young master has messy black hair, and his dirty face is stained with sweat that has not yet dried up.

He was wearing a Shu brocade red dress that was covered in dirt and dust and even had holes in it. When he fled, he was knocked so that there were dyed flocks everywhere, and it was almost impossible to tell that it was a precious brocade.

Wear a pair of soap leather boots and put them on your legs.One showed its front toes, the other saw its heels.With such a carefree appearance like a beggar...

It really can be as dirty as it needs to be.

Feeling the extreme disgust in Yao Qiyun's eyes, Feng Chengyu blinked, his warm peach blossom eyes slightly raised, revealing a flattering smile:

"It seems that we may have to share a room tonight, brother, don't you mind? Huh?"

"mind."

"Oh...but..."

He lightly patted his sore knee, indicating that he was exhausted.Feng Chengyu looked at Yao Qiyun pleadingly: "We have been away for a long time, and if we go to the next inn, there may not be any rooms left, why don't we just stay here?"

"Hey, yes, two young masters, the boat and the car are exhausted, so why go to such lengths for a room?"

The shopkeeper has always been very shrewd, how can he let the silver in his hand slip away, so he hurriedly solicited customers and interjected: "Besides, there are double beds here, hot water bath towels and sandalwood basins are all available, and the guests just need to bring their bags to check in... we Du Feng, the waiter in the store, is always on call..."

Suddenly a figure flashed from the inner hall, the waiter had just put down the bowls and chopsticks, quickly wiped the rice sticking to his mouth, nodded and bowed to the shopkeeper:

"Hey, shopkeeper, are you calling me?!"

"Hurry up, go to the vacant room on the third floor." Adhering to the principle of service first, the shopkeeper enthusiastically ordered with a wave of his big hand:

"Prepare bath water for this guest officer, and add more bath bean fragrance pills to the side of the basin. If there are no more in the kitchen cabinet, send someone to buy them across the street."

"Okay! Let's go, little one!"

The waiter should be straightforward, he threw his white sweat towel over his shoulder, and when he turned around, he happened to meet the two guest officers face to face.

When he saw Feng Chengyu's ridiculously slovenly appearance, he couldn't help covering his mouth with a puff, and almost let out a pig's cry of laughter, but was stared at by the shopkeeper, and then hurried to the wooden staircase.

After the waiter left, the shopkeeper's expression changed.When facing the guests, he became friendly again: "Guest officer, how are you thinking?" Naturally, he said this to Yao Qiyun.

Feeling that Feng Chengyu's dirty worries had been dispelled, Yao Qiyun nodded slightly.

After paying the check-in deposit on the account handed over by the shopkeeper, he and Feng Chengyu went to the private room on the third floor.

"Squeak-"

Gently push open the two folding doors carved with pear wood, and what comes into view is a square wing room with elegant decoration.

As soon as he entered the room, his hands and feet became more and more sore. Feng Chengyu frowned slightly, enduring the pain of sprained feet, and limped to the Baixiang Babu bed.

After running away for a whole day, what I need most at this moment is to rest.

Sighing softly, his slightly curled eyelashes drooped heavily, and he was exhausted, his pale and bloodless cheeks were covered with dirt bumps, which almost concealed his once romantic beauty like spring flowers and autumn moons.

His slender hands rested on the bed, and his fingertips brushed over the bamboo and rattan mat.The icy silky cool touch made him unable to put it down.

Feng Chengyu was opening his arms, and when he was about to throw himself on the pillow mat for a good night's sleep, his movements suddenly stopped, and his whole body was lifted in mid-air.

"Hey... hey? Brother!"

A lot of drowsiness disappeared in this scream, and he had no choice but to let Yao Qiyun be dragged back to the floor before he touched the bed.

The next moment, a stack of clean clothes was accidentally thrown from the front and held in his hands.

The moon-white material is matched with golden embroidery thread, the texture is soft and delicate, it is not the familiar workmanship in Los Angeles, but it is just like the clothes Yao Qiyun is wearing today.

Feng Chengyu kneaded the clothes in his hands, a trace of confusion flashed through his eyes.

In my impression, the young man I met today always treated people with a cold heart and aloofness. If he hadn't been so thick-skinned that he begged him to help him for a night, he would never let himself follow the inn.

Why would she suddenly take the initiative to wear his clothes for herself?

Could it be...he has a little fancy for himself?

"Go take a shower first."

Simply throwing down a sentence, Yao Qiyun didn't find that absurd idea.

With a bundle in his hand, he was putting it on the sleeping table, and began to tidy up the clothes that he had just messed up.

The dim candlelight in front of the case cast a hazy light on his face, which removed a bit of the usual indifference between his brows and added some delicate softness.

It's just that Feng Chengyu, who has been immersed in flowers all year round, looks at his appearance and hears what he said, his mind, which is already full of imagination, becomes more and more serious.

Does this person want to wash himself clean first, so that we can do something together tonight that will make the two of them become intimate?

Immediately, a moving picture of his two lovers in spring appeared in front of his eyes, and the various poses in the picture were full of extreme beauty.

Leaning casually on a green cypress table, with his legs swaying leisurely, Feng Chengyu thought happily.

If a cold boy like him is bullied into Cheng Huan by himself, he must look like he wants to cry but refuses to cry...

"Go take a bath."

Seeing that he was still up, Yao Qiyun thought he hadn't heard her words.He raised his voice a little higher, emphasizing the instructions just now.

"I just wanted to lie down and rest for a while, so I'll go right away."

Grumbling up from the ground like a cunning red fox, Feng Chengyu's slightly curved peach blossom eyes were filled with a narrow smile.

With the soft rustling of the cloth, the sound of clear water rippling on the skin of the body was heard not long after the screen, and all the water splashed into the bathtub, causing a splashing sound.

The candles flickered leisurely, and the warm light filled the elegant room, projecting on the gauze silk paper painted with hibiscus and azaleas.

Yao Qiyun was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and inadvertently saw the figure behind the screen on the opposite side.

The scattered light and shadows vaguely outline the changes in the contours of his gestures, calm and elegant.

The warm water in the house steamed and steamed, forming a thin mist in front of his eyes, mixed with the unique fragrance of bath beans, in the warm yellow light and dust, a soft and hazy breath quietly grew.

But he never had the habit of peeping at others, Yao Qiyun lowered his eyelashes subconsciously, his eyes fell to other places, and he never looked at the screen again.

Not long after, the sound of rushing water suddenly became quiet, and the shadow in the corner of my vision swayed, and came out from behind the screen:

"It really made you wait for a long time!"

Before hearing the ambiguous meaning between the lines, Yao Qiyun still opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the slowly moving figure.

Surrounded by light mist, Feng Chengyu's eye tails were lifted up, and under the moisturization of the warm water just now, they were smudged with a moist charm.

He was wearing his moon-white shirt, but the collar was pulled down from his shoulders, exposing a large area of ​​skin below his long neck.

The ivory-colored texture of the chest is covered with fine drops of water. It looks as smooth and smooth as suet, and one can't help but feel the urge to touch it.

After being illuminated by candlelight, a layer of faint yellow halo appeared, and against the background of the white clothes, it seemed to be a kind of alluring honey color.

There was a momentary sluggishness in the brain, Yao Qiyun stared at him for a long time to react, and then frowned slightly, looking away and unwilling to look directly again.

He never thought that the normal clothes he borrowed casually would be dressed in such a charming appearance by this person...

Looking at his unnatural expression with some amusement, Feng Chengyu lightly brushed his slightly damp long hair.

The black and blue silk poured out from between the fingers, hanging loosely around the waist, fitting the loose white clothes, showing off the smooth and well-proportioned figure of the man, extremely lazy and casual:

"Well... Xiongtai's clothes are cold and silky, very comfortable, and I really like wearing them!"

His voice is gentle, but the tone