Chasing King

People and horses are tired, they look for a tree to cool down.

Drunk red is not in a hurry to lower his head to eat grass. Instead, he tenses his muscles. His right front hoof is fidgeting on the ground. There is a popping sound in his nostril, and he stares at fenghun warily. If it is not for the rein, he may be the first to kill the wolf.

Fenghun also bared his teeth and gaped. His predecessor was low, and he was full of murderous spirit. The sharp tusks made people scared.

A horse and a wolf, so separated by a few feet of distance confrontation, no one has relaxed.

Yan Sikong sat on one side and couldn't help following nervousness: "Fengye, they are going to fight."

"It's OK." Feng Ye was lying on the grass with his feet up, enjoying the caress of the breeze. "They were playing, not the first day."

“……” Yan Sikong looked at the two beasts, where they were playing?

Feng Ye opened one eye and looked forward: "a king of horses, a king of wolves, no one can agree with anyone. I'm strong enough to be the beast of my family!"

"Do you really want to see them compete?"

"Yes." Feng Yexie said with a smile, "but if you really fight, I'm afraid I can't control them. I'm sure they will never die. I'd better avoid them." He waved, "soul, come here."

Yan Sikong was stiff at once.

Fenghun shakes the huge wolf head, trots to Fengye and lies down.

Feng Ye's long arm stretched out, put his arms around Yan Sikong's waist and pulled him over. Yan Sikong glared at Feng soul without blinking, and his hair stood up.

Feng Ye said with a smile: "soul son, you see, see clearly, this is my man, you can't hurt him all your life, but also protect him well."

Seal soul low ground "Wu" a, green white wolf Mou definitely looking at Yan think empty.

"Hun'er, be obedient. I'm serious." Fengye pulled fenghun's ear.

Feng Hun then put his head together and banged into Yan Si's empty arms.

Yan Sikong only felt the chest shaking, as if he had been punched in the chest.

Feng Hun used his hard as stone skull to drill hard in Yan Si's empty arms. The thick and thick wolf hair piled up in his mouth and nose. He felt that his breathing was not smooth and his body was about to lie down.

Feng Yeyue said: "you see, he recognized you."

After a few drills, Feng Hun raised his head and turned his face, as if his courtship was just an illusion. His posture was always arrogant.

Yan Sikong laughed twice.

"You go and hug it."

"No need."

Feng Ye said, "Why are you so cowardly? I said that it would never bite you. I raised my soul from a young age. It's extremely spiritual and can understand everything I say. "

No one wants to be called a coward. Yan Sikong thinks he's just being cautious. He turns his lip and takes it out. He goes up and hugs Feng Hun's neck.

Feng Hun turns his head and glances at Yan Sikong faintly. Yan Sikong also looks at it nervously, as if seeing a trace of impatience in his eyes.

But it really does not have the redundant movement, lets it hold.

Yan Sikong was relieved. At the moment when one person and one wolf's eyes met, maybe there was a little tacit understanding. He didn't seem to be afraid of fenghun. But the wolf was so arrogant, and the horse was just like their master.

Fengye leaned on fenghun and pinched Yan Sikong's face happily: "yes, fenghun will treat you as his own person in the future."

Yan Sikong also like him half lying down: "you will bring it into the capital, not afraid of trouble?"

"I didn't want to bring it back, but it must follow. It doesn't trust me." Fengye plays with fenghun's huge claws. "Moreover, it has never been separated from me since it was born. It has been used to the places where there are people and knows what can't be done and where can't be gone."

"How many wolves have you raised in Datong?"

"The wolf of the whole mountain will let him be king. When he leaves, his son will be the new wolf king." Fengye complacent way, "so, those wolves all listen to me."

Yan Sikong saw for the first time that there can be such trust and feelings between man and beast. He couldn't help feeling that everything has a spirit: "it's hard to call you" little wolf king. "

Feng Ye glanced at him with a bad smile on the corner of his mouth. His eyes were burning: "they call me" little wolf king "because I am a wolf."

Yan Sikong was stunned by the wild eyes, only felt his heart tremble.

Feng Ye suddenly turned over, Yan Sikong smelled a trace of dangerous breath, scalp a burst of numbness, want to escape.

But Fengye's hands were on his side, trapping him between fenghun and himself.

Yan Sikong was forced to look at Fengye's wolf eyes: "what's the matter?"

"A question suddenly occurred to me."

"What?"

"Have you ever done that?" Feng Ye tilts his neck and looks at Yan Sikong's face.

Yan Sikong can't help retreating, but can only resist the back of fenghun. He suddenly felt thirsty, and his breathing became a little short."Say it." Feng Ye sneered, "look at you embracing that woman, a pair of familiar appearance."

"It's just a play." Yan Sikong wants to bite his tongue when he finishes. What's the need for him to explain? But then he thought that Fengye had always been arbitrary and could not tolerate him.

"Oh, have you ever done it?" In Feng Ye's eyes, there were some small and evil flames.

Yan Sikong's brow twisted: "what are you asking about this?"

"When I ask, you answer. Tell me quickly. Don't lie to me."

Yan Sikong's eyes flickered, and she said, "no, I haven't

"When is it really wild?"

"I'm not married." Yan Sikong has a kind of shame and annoyance of ridicule, "what about you, do you have any?"

"Neither do I." Feng Ye bit his lower lip, narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "don't you want to try?"

"I don't want to." When most people are young, Yan Sikong is experiencing great changes. He doesn't have a moment's mind on the wind and the moon. He didn't want to touch those Yanliu women either. After all, he had been educated by rites and music for many years. Although he was restless, he thought that people with a heart of city should not be subject to low-level desires. This kind of restraint is his self-cultivation.

Feng Ye's eyes looked down, then picked eyebrows: "I don't believe it, or you are white long that thing, no big use?"

Although Yan Sikong is not near * *, as a man, he can't bear to be said to be "useless". He raises his chin and says, "when he wants to use it, it will be useful."

Feng Ye grinned: "but I want to have a try."

Yan Sikong suddenly froze.

The seal wild gather to his ear side, ambiguous way: "not if we try."

Yan think empty with palm against the chest of Feng Ye, silent refuse.

In fact, he didn't exclude men, but whenever necessary, he didn't care whether men or women, he just didn't want to fall into a chaotic and uncontrollable relationship with Fengye.

Feng Ye smiles and lets go of Yan Sikong. Just as he is relieved, Feng Ye suddenly takes a quick sip on his cheek.

Yan Sikong's face suddenly warmed up.

Feng Ye laughs and lies on Feng Hun, rubbing his fur happily like a child who has succeeded in a trick.

Yan Sikong looks at Fengye's happy appearance, but he is not angry. Instead, he is envious. Who doesn't want to live as wantonly as Fengye.

He also reclined on Feng Hun and looked at the blue sky above his head. The sunshine from the mottled leaves was gentle and peaceful, and the broken hair on his temples caressed his cheek under the manipulation of the breeze.

For a long time, he had never felt so comfortable, so relaxed, just like sleeping so lazily, maybe he could have a good dream.

A warm hand took hold of his hand, and the cocoon on his finger's belly was strangely reassuring. He moved. He didn't take it back, so he went with him.

Fengye Qingming's voice sounded with the wind: "you didn't sleep well last night, sleep when you are sleepy, I'll guard you."

Yan Sikong blinked his eyes. He felt that his whole body was warm and comfortable, and he didn't even want to move his fingertips. He was so cautious that he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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Yan Sikong wakes up at dusk. Open an eye, then discover seal wild is smiling Ying Ying ground to look at him, immediately some embarrassment.

"Wake up at last." Feng Ye said briskly, "if you don't wake up, I'll wake you up. If you go to sleep, you'll catch a cold."

Yan Sikong sat up and yawned: "I have been sleeping for two hours?"

"Well, it seems that you were scared out of sleep by me last night."

"I said, I'm not afraid." Yan Sikong said with a smile, "you look down on me." He stood up and saw that fenghun had just woken up, full of energy.

"Come on, let's go back to dinner."

They got on the horse again. Fenghun ran with them for a while. Then they turned away and ran to the mountain. Soon they disappeared in the forest.

"Are you going to keep it in the mountains all the time?"

"Well, I'm in the camp on weekdays, and I can visit it at any time. It's better than keeping it in the palace."

"It is." Yan Sikong has been worried that the day of fenghun was too boring to bear. If he went to the street for two turns, it would cause a big disturbance.

When they returned to the manor, the dinner was ready. There is no need to think about anything here, only for pleasure. No wonder the nobles like to come here to enjoy themselves.

After dinner, they teased the birds and fed the fish in the courtyard. They were free to eat. Less than a day later, Yan Sikong felt uncomfortable.

At the time of rest, Yan Sikong reminds Feng Ye: "when shall we get up tomorrow? Isn't it going to the top? "

"Well, you can start as soon as you want."

"I've never been greedy for bed, sooner."

Feng Ye nodded and suddenly said with a bad smile, "do you want to go to my room? You can talk to me at night

Yan Sikong sneered: "no need."Feng Ye didn't care, just showed a firm smile: "sooner or later you will."