Suya

Li Xiruo was stunned for a moment, then he breathed a sigh of relief as if waking up from a nightmare: "Feng Chen, you still remember me...you still remember me..." He grabbed Feng Chen's hand. But the hands became tighter and tighter, grabbing the flexible muscles and denting them.

Feng Chen felt that his hand was about to be crushed.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly weak national teacher not only has high martial arts skills, but also amazing strength.

Feng Chen suffered from pain in his hands, but for some reason, he really couldn't bear to shake him off, so he stretched out his other hand to caress his hair, and comforted him in a low voice: "Master, don't get excited, let's talk slowly if we have something to say. "

Li Xi Ruo hummed, and bit his lower lip with his teeth. Feng Chen always felt that he was about to bite his own lip to bleed, so he sighed and stopped him by the shoulder, letting him lean into his arms. When he lowered his head, he suddenly found that The height difference between the two was more than a head.

This can't be blamed on Li Xiruo, if you want to blame it, you can only blame Feng Chen for being too tall, but in this way, if you want to stand up and do certain things, it's a bit reluctant... Well, if you put How about hugging him all over?However, although this national teacher looks thin and weak, in fact, he should not be too light, and he doesn't know if he can be hugged.

The more Feng Chen thought about it, the more he became like a runaway wild horse, unable to control himself, various images began to emerge in his mind, and a certain part of his body began to move around.He collected himself, pushed the person in his arms forward, and said with a serious face: "It's windy outside, let's go into the house."

Li Xiruo looked at him absent-mindedly, nodded slowly, but suddenly her body fell straight down, almost sitting on the ground.

Feng Chen's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he grabbed him, but he was also staggered a step forward by the force of the fall, and his whole body rushed towards Li Xiruo, Feng Chen was startled, but he didn't try to stabilize his body, and He stretched out his hand and put his palm on the back of Li Xiruo's head. By the time he realized what stupid thing he had done, the two of them had hugged each other and fell to the ground.

Feng Chen's hand was pressed to the ground, and Li Xi Ruo's head hit his hand hard, causing him to take a deep breath in pain.

"Are you okay?" Feng Chen didn't care about himself, and hurriedly checked Li Xi Ruo's situation.

Before Li Xiruo could react, she stared blankly at him.

Feng Chen stretched out his hand to touch his head: "Does it hurt from the fall?"

Li Xiruo's eyes were still looking at Feng Chen, and his eyes wandered back and forth on Feng Chen's face, looking at every part of him carefully, as if he couldn't believe that the person in front of him was real: "Feng Chen... ..you really came to me..."

Feng Chen looked into his eyes, and felt as if a string in his heart had been plucked, or as if a stone had fallen, causing ripples in his heart.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, touched Li Xiruo's face lightly, and said softly, "Well, I'm here to find you."

Li Xiruo stretched out her hand, wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her face in his neck, and hugged him tightly, as if she had really waited for a long, long time, and could no longer bear the pain of losing him.

Feng Chen turned his head and kissed his ear lightly.

"Feng Chen." Li Xi Ruo's voice came from his neck, like a wisp of smoke or a thin thread, lingering on Feng Chen's heart: "I miss you so much."

Feng Chen suddenly felt as if countless glaciers had melted in his heart, and Li Xiruo's breath turned into warm spring water, flowing into his blood, making his whole body warm.

Feng Chen couldn't help laughing, kissed his ear, and whispered in his ear: "Xi Ruo, you like me very much, don't you?"

Li Xiruo didn't speak, but her ears were already red.

Feng Chen laughed, leaned over and picked him up, and walked into the house.

As soon as he entered the room, there was a burst of fragrance, which was very similar to the smell of Li Xiruo, but it was a little different. It seemed that without the temperature, it was as cold as the icy muscles and bones of wintersweet.

Feng Chen wrinkled his nose and looked around.

"Let me down." Li Xi Ruohuan lowered his arms around Feng Chen's neck, and gently pushed Feng Chen's chest.

Feng Chen looked down at him, his whole body was stiff.

The expression, movements, and even the strength of the hands of the person in his arms are all so familiar.Feng Chen was even sure that in the past, he really hugged Li Xiruo like this, and the other party just pushed him gently like this.

They used to be so familiar.

Suddenly a throbbing and uneasiness welled up in his heart, Feng Chen was frightened into a cold sweat by his own thoughts.

"Feng Chen, what's the matter with you?" Li Xiruo looked up at him, with worries and anxiety on his face, all kinds of expressions mixed together, every minute was sincere care.

Feng Chen's heart skipped a beat again, the expression on his face changed again and again, and finally he laughed twice, put him down, hugged him with one hand, and scratched his nose with the other hand, and said :"fine."

Li Xiruo glanced at him, said nothing, went to the table and lit an oil lamp, the flint in his hand was emitting a little green smoke, curling up and floating around.

His handsome face was illuminated with a transparent beauty under the jumping orange-red flame, Feng Chen looked at him for a while, and before his own consciousness could react, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked his face.

Li Xiruo didn't resist, closed his eyes lightly like a cat, turned his face slightly, and rubbed Feng Chen's palm.

The slightly cold temperature is like a vine, and begins to wind up along the palm, as if telling, feeling, all the feelings are surging out in this lingering touch.

"Feng Chen, is your injury better?"

"Feng Chen, I'll go with you."

"Feng Chen, I'm sorry."

"Feng Chen, Feng Chen, Feng Chen..."

A low and gentle voice came from the void, with laughter, tears, and reluctance, bit by bit like spring rain falling into a dream, rippling into the most peaceful mourning.

The owner of the voice was broken in the distant time and space, wandering alone in the blue springs of the underworld, and after hundreds of millions of years later gathered together as stars and came across the sky, slowly landed, gradually took shape, overflowing with brilliance, and finally gave birth to moving eyebrows, tall and straight His stature, under the dim and ambiguous candlelight, is breathtaking.

Feng Chen stretched out his hand to pull the person under the lamp closer, and rubbed it into his arms. The cold clothes blocked his body but couldn't resist the scorching heat.

Lips touched, tongue nimbly poked in, stirring in the warm mouth.

The candlelight casts a figure on the window, flickering and flickering.

The clothes were taken off, and the white as jade skin gradually glowed reddish, and the aloes were overflowing, lingering on the tip of the nose.

Feng Chen kissed the person in his arms unrestrainedly, his hands moved close to the delicate skin, the temperature gradually rose, and his desire rose with the friction of his body.Like torrents, like waves, more and more desires hit every part of the body.

The sound of the phoenix flute moves, and the light of the jade pot turns.

The sound of jade flutes flying in the distance, sometimes high and sometimes low, pearls roll and jade fall, scattered into the thick night, like wind passing through water without a trace, blending into dimly lit places.

Fingers penetrated into the fiery tunnel, the naked body was entangled and plunged into the Qiluo cloud tent, the seductive moans accompanied by the quiet flute sounded, becoming more and more intoxicating.

The sound of flute, harp, laughter...more and more sounds echoed in his ears, Feng Chen was fascinated and confused, he couldn't tell whether the various sounds came from reality or dreams.

Wisps of green smoke rose from the golden beast. There was a celadon vase on the table. Inside the vase, a plum blossom bloomed alone in the charming spring. As if in a warm embrace, she fell into a deep sleep.