I, the first son, became a woman

"cold shower……?"

"he is……"

His eyes blurred for a moment.

The mouth muttered to repeat Ye Ning's words.

Xia Juan blinked.

After a while of silence, he raised his head and looked at Ye Ning, who was also looking at himself, smiling faintly.

Although she has never felt like this before, she can feel Ye Ning's discomfort now.

But think differently...

Asking for nothing, this kind of feeling is not very good when you think about it casually.

What's more, I still have to take a cold shower to reduce the heat in the body?

He suddenly lowered his head and sighed.

On the opposite side, looking at Xia Juan's tangled and hesitant appearance.

Ye Ning smiled and turned around again.

He took a step and was about to step out of the door of this room.

But in the next second.

Xia Juan's voice suddenly spit out from behind.

"Ye, wait!"

"Ok?"

A trace of doubt and surprise flashed in his eyes for a moment.

In the next second, Ye Ning's eyes widened in disbelief, and he turned around in confusion and surprise.

"Xia Juan, you...?"

"Um……"

He nodded, and nodded with a sad face.

Xia Juan sighed, then lowered her head helplessly.

"What else can I do..."

"Xia Juan, do you really accept...?"

I was dumbfounded for a moment.

She never expected Xia Juan to accept her current self so quickly.

What's more unexpected is that Xia Juan suddenly agreed to himself at this critical moment...

The joy and excitement of the moment could not be restrained.

Ye Ning stepped forward and turned around.

But the opposite.

Xia Juan also raised his head at the same time and raised his eyebrows.

"What else can I do?"

"Ye Ning...you..."

"Remember to heat the water more..."

The worry on his face suddenly turned into a mischievous smile.

Xia Juan smiled charmingly, and glanced at Ye Ning with charming eyes.

"It's almost winter, don't catch a cold~"

This underwhelming tone is in line with the speed at which Sichuan opera changes faces.

In an instant, Ye Ning realized that he was played by Xia Juan.

"Thank you madam for your concern."

"But no need!"

"I can hold on for my husband!"

Swish!

His face pulled and his lips pulled.

Ye Ning snorted coldly, turned and left with a dark face.

Seeing Ye Ning's back getting further and further away.

This time Xia Juan finally couldn't hold back anymore and laughed out loud.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"That fool!"

"Does he think I really will...? Fool!"

"Let you tell me to drink more hot water before!"

The scene of Ye Ning playing with him back then is still vivid in his mind until now!

Now I use my own way to treat my own body.

Revenge!

Let Yeoning more heat the water...

Hahahaha!

Absolutely!

I was elated for a moment, and I couldn't help but feel a burst of happiness for my cleverness.

Xia Juan shook her little head.

Then he sat down and poured himself a glass of water.

It's just that the water just entered the throat.

Xia Juan suddenly remembered something again, his eyes widened and he came back to his senses.

……

In the dark underground cave.

The damp and mud made the entire dungeon feel humid and hot in this autumn.

In this dungeon, it seems that the air circulation is extremely slow.

Between breaths, I feel hesitant, almost suffocating

Snapped!

Twitching with the last stroke of the whip.

The body that was tied up and trembling was already motionless.

The whip fell.

The flesh and blood that was already bruised and bruised suddenly became more bloody and bloody, and it was hard to tell whether it was blood or bones.

The iron chain made a sparse sound.

It was like hammering on the walls of a dungeon.

In this dim sight, it gives people a kind of uneasy and panic fear.

Snapped……

Finally, the whip was slowly thrown to the ground, and the cruel and perverted torture stopped.

On the execution rack covered in blood and dead spirits.

Jian Feiyu coughed.

His body's instinctive desire for life made him breathe hard and painfully.

Rough panting echoed throughout the dungeon.

It gives people a terrible feeling of being unable to breathe and about to suffocate.

"You know what's wrong?"

With the movement of the black shadow in front of him, the voice that was not angry and self-imposing slowly spit out.

Jian Feiyu trembled, and opened his blood-red eyes little by little.

In dim vision.

He could only see a middle-aged man with a goatee and a whip in luxurious clothes.

This person looks like he is only in his 40s, he looks Kong Wu is powerful, and he has the temperament of a Taoist immortal.

It's just that Jian Feiyu doesn't know.

What is this person's true identity?

With a bitter and forced face, he smiled.

Jian Feiyu coughed out a mouthful of blood.

It was with difficulty that he lowered his head.

"Father... righteous father..."

"Baby...baby..."

"I know I was wrong..."

"Father's punishment is... right!"

Every word he said seemed to consume all of Jian Feiyu's strength.

He kept panting to speak hesitantly.

"Hmph! Do you still have the face to call me foster father?"

The man with the goatee in front of him turned out to be the owner of Wuming Pavilion and Jian Feiyu's adoptive father!

It's just that at this time, he was displeased, as if someone had touched Ni Lin, and he was aggressive.

"Fei Yu, have I, Jiao Heyu, ever treated you badly?"

"No... never..."

With a cough, he spoke with difficulty.

Jian Feiyu closed his eyes.

Countless bloody and tragic images flashed through my mind.

But all in all.

In the end, it all turned into a decisive nod of his.

"Father's kindness to me is as great as a mountain... Feiyu has no teeth to forget..."

"So you still know?"

Jiao Heyu stood with his hands behind his back, and glanced at Jian Feiyu lightly.

After a while of silence, he raised the whip in his hand and handed it to the servant beside him.

The servant took the whip and quickly turned around and went down, not daring to stay.

In the entire dungeon, only Jian Feiyu and Jiao Heyu, the masters of Wuming Pavilion, were left in the dungeon.

"Fei Yu, that year, I brought you to Wuming Pavilion, gave you food and clothing, and gave you martial arts."

"I just hope that you will become a master in the future."

"Alas! To be honest..."