Chasing King

Feng Ye's hair is messy, his body is wet, and his hard chest is covered with water stains. There are massive muscles stretching down in his pants, but his face is still childish with a wild smile. He looks like a little beast, young but sharp.

Yan think hollow indeed some uneasy, but will not show timid, just a light glance at him: "you want to take off then take off, still need to ask for instructions with me?"

With a smile, Feng Ye slowly takes off his trousers and throws them to Yan Si's empty feet, leaving only a pair of obscene trousers on his body.

Yan Sikong didn't pay attention to him. It was cold in the mountains at night. At this time, his wet clothes made him feel even colder. It was difficult for him to control his teeth and not fight.

Feng Ye rubbed his arm: "it's so cold." He said, "if you don't take off your clothes, you'll catch cold."

"Your husband is very angry." Yan Sikong held his arm and his face turned blue.

Feng Ye gathered up a group of hay, looked for two stones, rubbed hard for a long time, and finally wiped out the spark, ignited the hay smoothly.

"Come and bake it." Seal wild urge way.

Yan Sikong moved over and hung his hand beside the fire. At last, he felt the warmth, and his Qi and blood became active.

"Don't take off your clothes yet. Do you really want to get sick?" Feng Ye joked, "are you afraid to undress in front of me?"

Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye's frowning and dazzling appearance, and said with a smile, "I don't think you have grown up at all." He said, one by one removed the cold clothes close to the texture.

Feng Ye refused to accept the way: "I have not grown up, do you want to see?" Then he put his hand on the profane trousers.

Yan Sikong throws his wet clothes at him.

Feng Ye laughed.

After Yan Sikong took off, she found a stick and wanted to put up a shelf to bake clothes.

Feng Ye didn't move. He was watching Yan Sikong's slender body in the dim light. His lean trunk was covered with just right muscles, and there was no extra inch. His white skin was like a valuable jade, warm and smooth.

Even with his back on his back, Yan Sikong could still feel Feng Ye's eyes. He was so embarrassed that he had to pretend he didn't know. He hung his clothes on his own and said casually, "hang up your clothes. It's fast."

Feng Ye low ground "Er" a, the voice line becomes hoarse, suddenly did not just take off.

They hung up their clothes and sat around the fire, looking at the pattering rain outside the cave, speechless for a moment.

Fenghun is still licking his hair, as if that is all his life. For the first time, Yan Sikong hopes that fenghun can come here to relieve the suffocating silence.

For a long time, Feng Ye said, "you are very cold."

"It's not cold." Yan Sikong said, "there's a fire. It's warm."

"Your voice is shaking."

“……”

Feng Ye suddenly gets up and walks over to Yan Sikong.

Yan Sikong felt that his scalp was numb, and the whole person was tense. He said in a deep voice: "Fengye, I don't..."

Before his words were heard, a pair of strong arms hugged him from behind. His back was covered with a hot, thick chest. At that moment, he felt that the frozen blood in his body began to flow again. But he struggled quickly: "Feng Ye, stop it!"

"Don't move." Feng Ye pressed his ear and warned in a low voice, "I'm just holding you. If you dare to move, it's more than that."

Yan Sikong froze.

Feng Ye tightened his arm, soft lips gently grinding Yan Sikong's earlobe, soft voice: "warm?"

Yan Si was trembling in the air. Although it was not so cold, the intimacy made him more uncomfortable than the cold itself.

"You look good." Feng Ye said softly, "it's more beautiful than when I was a child."

Yan Sikong pondered for a moment: "if you like good leather bags, there is a special restaurant in the capital, inside..."

"Shut up." "Seal wild way," you say again I can punish you

Yan Sikong was silent.

"I only want you." Feng Ye said firmly.

“…… Why? " Yan Si couldn't figure out where Fengye's idea came from.

"Because you are Sikong."

"You and I have only been together for a short month as children."

"So what? You were my only friend when I was young, but you..." Feng ye murmured, "but I have to go through those..."

Yan Sikong said with a faint smile: "are you pitying me? This kind of compassionate way is really shocking. "

"I love you." Feng Ye said softly, "from the moment I see you again, I want to put you under my shadow. No one will hurt you any more."

The sentence "I love you" made Yan Sikong's chest tremble, and his eyes leaked some confusion. In this world, no one has ever treated him like this. No matter his heart is like a rock, it can't be untouched.

His lips moved and opened several times, but he didn't know what to say. After a long silence, he murmured, "thank you."They hugged each other quietly and absorbed each other's body temperature through their bodies. Yan Sikong fell asleep unconsciously in the reassuring warmth.

It seems that only in Fengye's side can he dare to go to sleep in such an unprotected way, and he often has no nightmares until dawn.

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when it was almost dawn, they suddenly woke up when they heard the cry from outside. Fenghun stood up more alert than them and looked out of the cave.

Yan Sikong opened his eyes, and his eyes were on the deep clavicle. He soon woke up and struggled to get up.

"It's from the villa." Feng Ye had already woken up and pricked up his ears to recognize him, while pressing Yan Sikong in his arms.

Yan think empty a listen, is struggling: "that still don't get up."

Feng Ye chuosha said with a smile: "what do you want to do when you get up? I'm not afraid they'll see me. "

"Feng Ye!" Yan Sikong grabs Fengye's wrist and uses 100% of his strength to break it out. He is worried that Fengye is rebellious. If people really see this unconventional picture, he still wants to have a reputation.

Feng Ye was quite surprised: "Oh, my strength is not small." He let go of his hand and stretched his waist contentedly. He did not forget to tease. "I didn't feel comfortable sleeping before, probably because I was holding you."

Yan Sikong ignored him and got up to check his clothes. After baking all night, he caught Feng Ye's clothes and threw them to him.

Feng Ye is not in a hurry to wear it. He looks at Yan Sikong's naked, snow-white back, with a head of black hair scattered on it. The ridge line floats slightly under the skin. It's indisputably attractive.

Feng Ye licked his lips, and there was an undisguised plunder in his eyes.

It was not until Yan Sikong got dressed that he adjusted his appearance.

They put out the fire and went out of the cave. They saw that the people of the villa were carrying lanterns all over the mountain to look for them.

Fengye touched fenghun: "soul, you go, we'll go back to the villa."

Feng Hun rubbed his cheek and ran away.

When the people of the villa saw them, they knelt down on the ground and trembled. They kept pleading with Fengye.

Feng yeman didn't care and said, "it's not your fault. Get up and take us back."

"Thank you for your generosity!"

Yan Sikong not only remembers the scene of Feng Jianping forgiving him in those years, the father and son never make trouble for others wantonly, but also always have clear rewards and punishments. It is not without reason that Feng Jiajun is loyal to him.

A group of people are playing lanterns to guide Feng Ye and Yan Sikong. At this time, it's just dawn, and the ground is muddy and slippery, so it's hard to walk.

All of a sudden, Feng yedun stopped. Before the crowd could react, he grabbed a servant's Lantern and threw it into the woods in the distance.

Before the lantern landed, a dark shadow flashed through the forest.

Feng Ye stepped on his feet and went out like an arrow to chase the shadow.

When the crowd came back, Fengye had disappeared into the woods.

Yan Sikong was secretly frightened. I'm afraid that the Kung Fu of Fengye was deeper than he imagined. He didn't think much about it, so he followed suit.

"Shizi, Lord Yan!" They had to keep up.

After a short chase, Yan Sikong saw Fengye. He was fighting with a man in black. When he came near, the man in black had been pressed on the ground by Fengye. His features were deep and extensive, unlike those of the Central Plains.

Yan Sikong still has time to ask, Feng Ye suddenly jammed the man's chin, forced a break, only to hear a click, the man's chin was removed by Feng Ye!

He could not close the mouth immediately dripped out of the pale yellow saliva.

Yan Sikong screams that it's dangerous. If she flicks her finger later, the venom will flow into her esophagus, and the man will commit suicide.

"This is not from the Central Plains." Yan Sikong.

Feng Ye said, "well," warra scouts. "

Yan Sikong couldn't see Feng Ye's face clearly, but the voice clearly showed a chill that made people tremble.

The warra man glared at Fengye and spit hard.

Feng Ye picked him up from the ground: "send him to camp for interrogation."

The man suddenly hit Fengye with his fist. Fengye flashed by, grabbed his arm in one hand, went around his back, grabbed his other arm in the other hand, then stepped on the man's vest, twisted his arms and pushed his long leg forward.

Only two clicks, accompanied by the shrill scream of the man, instantly penetrated the dark woods and startled countless birds.

Yan Si looked at Feng Ye, breathing cautiously. Feng Ye's face was condensed, and his whole body was full of frightening anger. His eyes seemed to be covered with green cold. He grabbed the two arms that he had twisted off, but his eyebrows didn't move. It was cold and creepy.

Which is the real Fengye, the arrogant and uninhibited Fengye in the spring hunting ground, the childish and overbearing Fengye in the ordinary life, and the ferocious Fengye in front of us? Or, these are all his, depending on who can inspire which side of him.Yan Sikong felt the cold hair standing up.

Feng Ye said to his followers, "take this Wara scout to Jingshan camp and hand it over to General Zhao."

"Yes

Fengye rubbed the mud on his hand against the tree, turned around and returned to normal: "Wala would send some spies to sneak into the Central Plains from time to time to inquire about our military situation. It was his bad luck to bump into my head."

Yan Sikong nodded: "we've caught Scouts of Jin people before."

Feng Ye's eyes darkened, and he said: "with my Feng family, no one wants to touch the Central Plains."

Yan Si is desolate. In his eyes, no matter how cruel the enemy is, he can't destroy the great mountains and rivers as much as the treacherous and sycophantic king.