dirty stuff

With Shen Yan's words, Sheng Feng's face turned red. He unconsciously observed his current sitting posture. He only wore a pair of thin underwear and rubbed against the faintly hot object. He straddled Shen Feng with his legs wide open. Yan was indeed not elegant.

Before the shyness on Sheng Feng's face passed away, Shen Yan stretched out a finger and gently lifted the belt around his waist, the clothes suddenly loosened and slid off the left shoulder, revealing the white skin against his white skin. With the tattoo on, Shen Yan stared at Sheng Feng intently, his eyes were obviously darker.

He stretched out one hand to wrap around Sheng Feng's waist, and just as his hand penetrated into the thin clothes, he heard soft footsteps outside the door. Before Shen Yan had time to move, Sheng Feng pulled the quilt over him The whole person was covered inside and pushed into the inner side of the bed.

The door was pushed open by someone, and a figure could be vaguely seen slowly approaching through the curtain. Sheng Feng could only maintain a sitting posture stiffly, with his heart raised in his throat, but the figure still remained silent. No intention of stopping.

"It's so late, is there anything else your majesty wants?" Sheng Feng's tone was still as flat as before.

Su Jingran really stopped, and sat down in front of the armchair less than five steps away from him, Sheng Feng secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and heard Su Jingran say: "It's nothing serious, the national teacher hasn't rested so late, so let's take a look. "

Sheng Feng only felt that there were hands under the quilt moving around his lower abdomen. Shen Yan's confident teasing made him feel a strange impatience, and his cheeks began to flush involuntarily, but he still tried his best to calmly say: "Soon about to rest."

"Presumably, the national teacher has already known about Xiyi ghost king's canonization of the ghost queen."

Su Jingran would never have imagined that the Ghost King who he said should spend his wedding night in Xiyi Realm was hiding in the layers of curtains in front of him at this moment, using one finger to please the national teacher he wanted to win over.

Shen Yan's movements became more and more bold. Sheng Feng would consciously resist at the beginning, but this kind of resistance was undoubtedly not going to have much effect. He simply relaxed his body and let him explore. Shen Yan obviously knew him very well, and felt numb for a while It made it impossible for him to shift his attention to Su Jingran.

He could only suppress the sounds that might come out of his mouth, and his body would have small convulsions from time to time. Such small movements were hidden in the curtain, and Su Jingran naturally couldn't see half of them. He would only think that Sheng Feng didn't want to care about others because he was sad.

Suppressing his voice was not easy, Sheng Feng could clearly feel his fingers plundering every inch of the city, his eyes were full of tears, his beautiful neck was slightly tilted back, like a dying swan.

"I know that the national teacher is very sad for you. I have reminded you a long time ago that you shouldn't trust that person."

Sheng Feng held the quilt tightly with one hand, his legs were weak and were wide open under the quilt: "Bastard..."

Su Jingran was surprised to hear Sheng Feng's words, he smiled and said: "Master, if you can understand, then that's the best, you have a good rest, I'll come see you tomorrow."

"Put..." A gasp almost leaked out, Sheng Feng quickly covered his mouth with both hands, slightly adjusted his disorganized breath, and said slowly, "Remove all your attendants guarding the barrier Come on, I don't like being stared at every day."

Su Jingran was happy, and said relaxedly: "As you wish."

It wasn't until Sheng Feng heard the door close that he finally collapsed on the couch with empty eyes.

Shen Yan let him relax for a while, and then just about to lift the quilt and straighten up, Sheng Feng pressed him down again with one hand, turned sideways on his waist, and stubbornly began to untie his belt.

Looking at him, Shen Yan immediately understood what he wanted to do, and immediately grabbed his hand, with a hasty voice: "Sheng Feng, don't be like this, I don't need you to be like this..."

However, Sheng Feng unfastened the strap very quickly, and he had already untied Shen Yan's two outer garments. He had never done this kind of thing for others before. The only time before was when he saw Shen Yan do it for himself, but he himself He thinks that his learning ability is very strong, so it shouldn't make Shen Yan uncomfortable.

"Actually, that day, in Fulin Valley, you already married me." Sheng Feng said these words in a very low voice, and even today he is still shy to say such words of marriage.

Whether it was a joke or a serious one, Sheng Feng took what Shen Yan said to heart exactly. He would only do his best to make Shen Yan happy, and he would not resist this person who had waited for him for more than 2000 years.

The sudden stimulation was something Shen Yan had never felt before. His fingers passed through Sheng Feng's long hair that was completely spread out on the couch. It was the first time Sheng Feng did such an outrageous thing, and Shen Yan made his cheeks swell and ache. , tears welled up in his eyes, but in order to make Shen Yan feel more comfortable, he would rather endure the hard work.

Sheng Feng's sluggish and slow movements almost killed Shen Yan. He watched helplessly as the person he once regarded as a god bent down to do this kind of thing for him: "Enough... Enough Sheng Feng..."

He couldn't bear it anymore.

As he said that, he quickly reached out and grabbed Sheng Feng's jaw. Even though his movements were very fast, the surging spring water poured all over Sheng Feng's fair neck.

"You... Hug... sorry..." Shen Yan hurriedly wiped the dirt on Sheng Feng's neck with his hands, and the pure and lustful eyes made him dare not look directly at Sheng Feng again.

In the quiet hall, only the faint creaking sound of the bed could be faintly heard. The tent was warmed by red candles and rolled by the waves. It's Spring Festival.

On the second day, Sheng Feng didn't feel the same pain as last time. Even if the conditions were not allowed, Shen Yan cleaned up carefully before tucking him in the quilt and leaving. Sheng Feng tightened his collar to cover the spots on his body. ambiguous traces.

As usual, he picked up the spoon handed by the servant and drank the porridge in the bowl in one gulp. It was rare for Su Jingran to come over so early: "Ayao, let's go to Yucheng Road in the afternoon. Years have passed, Long Jiao The topography of the pit has changed, so you should prepare early."

Sheng Feng responded with a "hmm".

Immediately afterwards, Su Jingran rushed to the door and waved: "Come on! Come in, let the national teacher have a look at you."

Sheng Feng followed his gaze and looked over, a slender man dressed in a rather exotic style walked in respectfully, walked lightly to Su Jingran's side, his coquettish eyes slightly lowered towards Sheng Feng's direction, his neck He wears a carved Ouroboros ornament.

"Shifangmu has also received many capable people and strangers before, and this is one of them. Although your Fengshui attainments are not as good as you, Yao, you are still a first-class expert. You are weak now, Yao, and some things make you feel uncomfortable. It would be better for him to do it for you." Su Jingran said with a smile.

The man flicked his body: "I'm Shao Huarong, I've seen Master Guoshi."

Sheng Feng frowned, turned to Su Jingran with a sneer: "Shao Jiang's junior?"

Su Jingran hooked his lips and gave Sheng Feng a look of approval.

Su Jingran placed Shao Jiang's junior who had betrayed him by his side, and kept an eye on his every move, just to ensure that Sheng Feng would not do any tricks secretly when breaking the seal.

Sheng Feng put away the sneer all over his face in an instant, and replaced it with a polite smile. He stared at Shao Huarong, his eyes seemed to contain a thousand layers of elusive meaning.

"You are so guarded against me, Su Jingran, what are you afraid of?" Sheng Feng rested his chopsticks on the edge of the bowl, "You are afraid of Shen Yan, you are afraid of me joining forces with Shen Yan, and you are afraid of trapping those hundred thousand evil spirits." The seal cannot be lifted, and you are still afraid that there will be problems with your Luosheng method..."

Unexpectedly, before Sheng Feng finished his last sentence, he felt a white light flash in front of his eyes, and his cheeks were hot. The slap came so suddenly that he didn't react for a while, he just felt his world spinning and his ears buzzing.

After the tinnitus passed, Sheng Feng could clearly hear Su Jingran's scolding of Shao Huarong. Su Jingran took out a handkerchief and wanted to quickly wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth: "He is too impulsive, how are you, Yao?"

Sheng Feng pushed his hand away fiercely, stretched out his thumb to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth that was slapped just now, and laughed inexplicably. He looked at Shao Huarong carefully with his dark eyes: "Well done!" , very well done.”

That powerful aura made Shao Huarong almost kneel down to Sheng Feng, but he still insisted on standing upright by a corner of the table. He admired Su Jingran's inexhaustible power and was obsessed with his charm, so naturally he couldn't see anyone slandering him. Su Jingran, not to mention that he has always regarded Sheng Feng as his only "imaginary enemy".

"Huarong, step back first!" Su Jingran ordered sharply.

Shao Huarong looked at Su Jingran in shock, as if he didn't expect him to be on his side: "But..."

"I said, get out!"

Shao Huarong moved out of the hall with an aggrieved face, Sheng Feng wiped the corners of his mouth with his hands indiscriminately, and said with a slightly ironic smile: "So ruthless? He has a deep affection for you."

With this slap, Sheng Feng subconsciously laughed instead of getting angry.

It was rare for Su Jingran to answer him, but he just stroked the edge of the tea set of the cup of hot tea, the rising mist was enveloping, and he stared out of the window at the false singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

If Su Jingran was no longer obsessed with revenge and killing rule, they might be able to sit quietly like now, without Luo Shengfa, without profit conspiracy, without so many sacrifices.

Years later, when Sheng Feng recalled that moment of peace again, he was still curious whether Su Jingran would regret what he had done for a second.

Of course, this is a story.

When the sun was about to set, Sheng Feng was taken by his servants into a sedan chair bound for Yucheng Road. The front of the sedan chair was carried by more than a dozen three-story slaves. The steps of these slaves were extremely steady. But without the slightest jolt.

Sheng Feng looked down and saw the shackles on his wrists. His fingertips moved slightly, and a light blue light enveloped the shackles. The two forces were crazily contending in their wide sleeves, and the shackles gradually cracked a small gap. The gap got bigger and bigger, and Sheng Feng withdrew his hand just before it was about to break.

Now is not the time to break the shackles.

He raised his head and met Shao Huarong's vicious eyes, the expression on the other's face suddenly became colorful when he was caught, and Sheng Feng smiled at him, which made Shao Huarong even more annoyed up.

Little boy, fight with me?Your ancestors were only worthy of being my subordinates.