Chirp in the palm of the reincarnation

The fireworks went off in the middle of the night.

Feng Yan carried Fu Yuqiu, who was drowsy on his shoulder, back to the inner hall.

Originally, Fu Yuqiu slept peacefully, but in the middle of the night he suddenly began to roll on the couch again, uttering vague dreams.

Feng Yan got up to check, and found that Fu Yuqiu's cheeks were flushed from the burn, and he was sobbing with his hands covering his waist and abdomen.

"Yuqiu? Yuqiu."

Fu Yuqiu opened her eyes in a daze, and her beautiful pupils turned into burning golden pupils again.

He murmured, "It's hot."

Feng Yan, who had been strategizing all along, was a little at a loss, and didn't know what to do to make him feel better.

Fu Yuqiu's face was burning hot, and he stretched out his hot hands randomly, as if trying to grab something.

Feng Yan handed over her hand, Fu Yuqiu patted it in distaste when she touched it, and muttered, "You... come here."

Feng Hao didn't know why, but she still approached gently.

Fu Yuqiu fumbled and pressed Feng Yan's side face twice with his wildly waving hands, and rubbed back hard until he pressed Feng Yang's head with loose black hair, and then exerted force suddenly.

Feng Yang's golden pupils shrank, and they were pressed down abruptly.

Fu Yuqiu's eyes were burned with tears, completely blurring his vision.

He was about to burn into a daze, but he still struggled to hug Feng Yan, propped up his upper body slightly and wanted to kiss him.

Feng Yan: "..."

Feng Yan said helplessly, "Don't mess around."

Fu Yuqiu said with a crying voice: "I like you."

Feng Yang's hand froze.

Fu Yuqiu had already leaned up and kissed the corner of his lips lightly, because of the movement of his head up, the scorching water in his eyes finally slanted down from the end of his eyes, and wet a strand of his snow-white hair.

"I don't understand what your lover's favorite is..." Fu Yuqiu hooked his neck vigorously, and said in confusion, "But I just want to be with you forever, this is..."

Feng Yan looked at him deeply, his expression was difficult to distinguish.

Fu Yuqiu continued without saying a word, and asked in a whisper, "Is this what you want?"

Feng Xun is special in his heart, but Fu Yuqiu can't tell what kind of special it is.

Is it a long-cherished wish that has been waiting for many years to finally come true?

Or is it the dependence and love that we got along day and night?

Feng Yan silently took a breath, and said softly: "Do you really understand?"

Fu Yuqiu was taken aback: "What, what?"

"You saw the memories in the Nirvana fire, didn't you?" It was late at night, everything was silent, Feng Li's voice was lowered, but Qingyue was inexplicably cold, "So you feel guilty and want to make it up to me?"

Fu Yuqiu was stunned: "I...I didn't!"

From the beginning to the end, he never rejected the fusion of spirit and soul with Feng Hao, and even became a Taoist companion.

What about compensation?

Fu Yuqiu desperately wanted to explain: "I didn't, I... I really wanted, wanted to be with you..."

"It's okay." Feng Yan said.

Fu Yuqiu asked in confusion, "What?"

Feng Li rubbed Fu Yuqiu's reddened lips with his fingers, and said lightly: "It doesn't matter, no matter what it is, you and I are already in harmony. Even if you regret it, I will never do it again in the next hundred or thousand years. let you go."

Fu Yuqiu blinked.

He always felt that these words were a bit strange, but at this moment, his brain felt like it was bubbling, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

It is rare for Feng Li to say such naked "love words", and Fu Yuqiu was coaxed into elation, but he still felt aggrieved and said: "I really like you, don't believe it..."

If he can completely entrust his body and mind because of what Feng Yan did, wouldn't it seem that the relationship between the two of them is very cheap?

Feng Yang was taken aback.

What came from Fu Yuqiu's soul was the constant warmth of attachment and the sourness of being misunderstood.

Does he really... like it?

Feng Li looked at him deeply, saw that Fu Yuqiu's thin eyelids were swollen from the burn, bent down and said warmly: "Be patient."

Fu Yuqiu is at a loss, what to bear?He has been enduring it.

The next moment, Feng Li supported his chin, and breathed out pure Phoenix spiritual power.

Fu Yuqiu's already scorching body suddenly seemed to be blown by a wild wind, burning his whole body from the inner palace like a prairie fire.

The feeling was not hot, but an unbearable intense pleasure.

Fuyuqiu's golden pupils were burning, and the feeling of dying forced tears to flow down her cheeks.

Amidst the explosion that seemed to be setting off huge fireworks in his head, Fu Yuqiu vaguely remembered that this seemed to be the feeling of fusion of soul and soul.

It's just that when the spirit and soul were completely blended, Fu Yuqiu just passed out for a moment.

This time the fusion is completely different, it is detailed and dense, like flowing water, which can make Fu Yuqiu fully aware of how the spirits and souls of the two are closely intertwined and lingering to death.

Fu Yuqiu's waist and abdomen were no longer burning, but his whole body seemed to be roasted by fire. The crisp and numb feeling in his meridians made him curl up his toes crazily, and kicked hard on the brocade quilt under him.

"Well……"

Fu Yuqiu had never felt this kind of feeling before, her whole body seemed to be paralyzed in the clouds, letting the waves of joy hit her one after another.

He was almost stunned.

In a daze, Fu Yuqiu suddenly remembered that Fu Baihe once brought him back a small bamboo tube of snow-white spiritual liquid.

I don't know what the spirit liquid is made of, but it smells so sweet that it makes people want to plunge into it.

Fu Yuqiu was naturally in love, looked at the spirit liquid in the small bamboo tube, and stared at Fu Baihe longingly before drinking it, and said in a childish voice: "Is there any more?"

Fu Baihe laughed at him: "Is this not enough for you?"

Fu Yuqiu wanted more, but it was said that it was hard to find a drop of the spirit liquid, so he had to give up.

Fu Yuqiu was afraid that he would drink up this precious thing in one gulp, so he drank sweet spring water and carefully poured the spirit liquid from the bamboo tube into the spring water, so that he could drink it for a longer time.

The snow-white spiritual liquid seemed to be alive, gently flowing into the clear spring water.

But the two are incompatible, Fu Yuqiu looked eagerly at the entanglement of the transparent pure water and the snow-white spirit liquid, like a high-quality demon flower honey wax.

At this time, Fu Yuqiu felt that his soul and Feng Yang were blending together, just like the sweet water blended with spiritual liquid and spring water that he drank when he was young.

He couldn't wait to finish the water quickly, but he greedily wanted more.

Feng Li forcibly led Fu Yuqiu's lazy meridians to smooth out the hot Phoenix spiritual power little by little, walking around the meridians like playing with a child.

The scorching heat in Fuyuqiu's inner mansion was relieved a lot, but he was completely dumbfounded by Rong.

The meridians were so sore and weak, Fu Yuqiu's golden pupils were loose, and he stared at the bed curtain above his head numbly, and the water drops in his pupils couldn't stop falling.

Feng Yan wiped away the water marks at the end of his eyes: "Is it better?"

Fu Yuqiu stared blankly at the void for a long time before finally regaining a trace of consciousness.

He didn't know how to describe this feeling, he looked at Feng Li in a daze for a long time, and then said in a hoarse and weak voice: "You made me... hastily?"

Feng Yan: "..."

"No." Feng Yan was probably used to being shocked by Fu Yuqiu's astonishing words, and he didn't even move his eyebrows, his expression was as authentic as ever, "Is it still burning?"

Fu Yuqiu rubbed her cheek against Feng Li's palm, and said: "It's not burning, it's just that I don't have strength."

Feng Hao: "Tomorrow, please come and have a look at the Snow Deer Patriarch."

Fu Yuqiu groaned, she didn't know what she was muttering, and after a while she said: "I'm not afraid of the cold anymore."

"what?"

"It's so hot." Fu Yuqiu held Feng Yang's wrists in both hands, rubbing his hot face against Feng Yang's palms, and muttered, "I want to see snow fall."

Feng Yan looked at him calmly.

He originally thought that Fu Yuqiu brought this up on purpose, so as to beg for mercy on behalf of the Yaozu, but after Fu Yuqiu muttered, he suddenly seemed to remember something, opened his eyes, and looked at him in surprise: "Phoenix?! "

Feng Yan: "What?"

"I heard that you took away the winter after you killed Jiuchongtian!" Fu Yuqiu's eyes lit up, "Is it because I said I don't like winter?"

Feng Yan didn't expect Fu Yuqiu to react to this after such a long time.

Originally, Feng Yan didn't think there was anything wrong when he did this thing, and things that Fu Yuqiu didn't like shouldn't exist, but now being poked in front of Fu Yuqiu, Feng Hao felt a little embarrassed for no reason.

It's as if I'm having a child's tantrum.

Fu Yuqiu was still tugging at his hand blindly, and asked eagerly, "Really?"

Feng Yan had no choice but to say: "Yes."

Fu Yuqiu suddenly felt happy, and didn't feel that she was exhausted, she tried her best to support Feng Li's forearm and sat up, the golden color of her eyes had faded, she was beautiful and pure.

"I'm really a demon concubine." Fu Yuqiu was so beautiful, "Didn't the demon clan hate me? Hahaha!"

Feng Yan: "..."

He was wrong, how could Fu Yuqiu know how to write the four words "sounding sideways".

Feng Hao said: "Then do you still want winter?"

Fu Yuqiu thought about it seriously, and said: "I still want it, the change of seasons is the natural way of nature, and there is nothing wrong after all without winter."

Feng Hao said lightly: "Okay."

Fu Yuqiu was happy again: "Wow, I can solve the problem that has plagued the Yaozu for many years with one word, no, I have to go back to Wen Yougu and my fourth brother to show off."

Feng Yan: "..."

Seeing that Feng Yan didn't speak, Fu Yuqiu stretched out his hand to grab his black hair hanging beside him: "What's the matter, I can't go out yet?"

Fu Yuqiu already knew Feng Yan's uncontrollable desire for monopoly, so Feng Yan simply stopped hiding it, and lightly rubbed his fingers on the gold bracelet on Fu Yuqiu's wrist, and said casually: "Wait a little longer."

Fu Yuqiu wondered: "What are you waiting for?"

Feng Yan didn't speak.

Fu Yuqiu's eyes kept rolling, and after looking at Feng Li for a long time, he suddenly took a breath: "You won't..."

Feng Li raised his head, seeing Fu Yuqiu's expression as if being struck by lightning, he knew that he must have thought about something wildly, and said directly: "No."

Fu Yuqiu's unfinished conjecture was choked in her throat, and she almost choked to death.

He glared at Feng Yan.

Feng Yan had no choice but to cooperate and ask: "What can I do?"

"You wouldn't..." Fu Yuqiu continued, "...you want to imprison me here, force me to bear fruit for you, and let me go back to Smell the Valley only after the raw rice is cooked?"

Feng Yan: "..."

As expected of Feng Hao who has seen the big world, even if such outrageous words did not change his expression, he said with a half-smile: "No—and you won't bear fruit."

Fu Yuqiu was pissed off by him, and was about to refute, when suddenly he felt that the phoenix spiritual power that had just been smoothed by Feng Yan began to toss non-stop in his inner palace.

"Hmm..." Fu Yuqiu covered her waist and abdomen again and curled up into a ball, exhaling hot air from her half-open lips.

Feng Yan was already very proficient, and was about to shake his shoulders to help him sort out his spiritual power, but saw that Fu Yuqiu was finally moved by this repeated torture, and his eyes were red with anger.

"Burn me to death, burn me to death!" Fu Yuqiu covered her waist and abdomen, kicked her calf non-stop, and cursed, "It's repeated over and over again, I'll forget it if you don't know it. I am pregnant with your child!"

Feng Yan: "..."