Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

Their lips and teeth touched, the boy's kiss was tender and immature.

The hot breaths intertwined together, and even Feng Zhanye's ears turned red.

"Sister Azhi..."

He called out in a low, hoarse voice, swallowing the sound between his lips and teeth and turning it into a murmur.

The slender body of the person in his arms suddenly softened, and the hands that were hooked around his neck also slipped down, as if trying to dodge shyly.

But she is right in his hands now, where can she hide?

Feng Zhanye tightened his hands around her waist, then took her palm and placed it over his heart.

The pounding of his heart made his eagerness obvious, and only now did he realize that he might have wanted to do this a long time ago.

He shortened the distance between the two of them until they were almost fitting tightly together, and even through the thin clothing, he could strongly feel the softness that made his blood boil.

He held her in his arms and fell together on the layers of gauze.

The young man opened his eyes and looked into the woman's watery eyes. Perhaps because his movement just now was too large, the collar of her inner garment was slightly open, revealing large areas of white that barely covered the cleavage.

His fingertips slowly slid down her fair neck, stopping between her collarbones and rubbing back and forth.

He let go of her lips that were kissed red, looked at her deeply, opened his mouth and bit her neck.

He remembered the touch of her neck skin, so smooth and delicate, so delightful, like a piece of finest silk, making one want to use it as a canvas.

He licked, bit and sucked on her neck wantonly, and soon, delicate pink petals bloomed on her neck.

It was as if a fire was suddenly ignited somewhere in his body, as if something was eager to rush out of his body. He suddenly felt a strange feeling and his back stiffened unconsciously.

He just felt his heart go empty, and all the scenes and things turned into nothingness in an instant. Feng Zhanye moved his eyelids and slowly opened his eyes.

Sunlight poured into the room through the window. Feng Zhanye was still lying on the couch. Beside him, Gu Qingzhi was lying in bed with her clothes on, eyes closed peacefully. Only one of her hands was held in his arms, and she seemed not to have woken up yet.

It turns out that all this was just a dream.

The boy lowered his eyes, closed them and took a deep breath. He was planning to turn around, but he always felt something was strange.

The first thing is a hint of coolness at the corners of my mouth.

He touched it casually and found that his lips were wet. It was all because the dream just now was too real. He slept so well that he didn't even notice that he was drooling.

At this time, Gu Qingzhi slowly opened her eyes. She raised her arm and felt something strange. She turned her head and saw that her cuffs were wet.

When their eyes met, an awkward atmosphere immediately spread. Feng Zhanye wanted to find a hole to crawl into. His face turned red and he quickly turned his eyes away, not daring to look at her.

This boy even dared to say that she drooled while sleeping. I wonder what kind of dream she had that made her sleep so soundly.

Gu Qingzhi secretly complained in her heart. Seeing that he was very embarrassed, she did not have the heart to tease him, so she just propped herself up and sat up.

Unexpectedly, the door to the back hall was suddenly pushed open, and Wu Fang walked in swaggeringly. He was surprised to see that the two people had just got up.

"Hey! The sun rose from the west today? Brother Gu, you can actually sleep until noon? Your job is really easy."

Gu Qingzhi, who had just woken up, still had sensitive hearing. She felt like her ears were going to be deafened by his noise and gave him a sidelong glance.

"do you have any opinion?"

Seeing Gu Qingzhi's unfriendly eyes, Wu Fang no longer had any objections. He swallowed and quickly shook his head to avoid being beaten.

Gu Qingzhi ignored him, stood up, said "I'm going to change my clothes", and walked out.

Why is the atmosphere so weird? Wu Fang scratched his head and turned to look at Feng Zhanye.

As soon as Gu Qingzhi left, Wu Fang realized that there was a small wet spot on the couch. He looked closely and guessed what it was by comparing the location.

He smiled and came closer to ask Feng Zhanye: "Master, you must have had a good dream last night, right? Did you dream of something delicious?"

Feng Zhan Ye was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He immediately glared at him with his fur standing on end, and grabbed a pillow and threw it at his face.

"Go get some water! I need to wash up."

The pillow fell right on Wu Fang's nose. Fortunately, it was a soft pillow and it didn't hurt at all. He smiled slyly and returned the pillow to Feng Zhanye, then ran out to fetch water in a dejected manner.

It's a beautiful dream, but the price is a bit high.

Feng Zhan Ye dared to lift the quilt only when he saw that there was no one in the room. He looked at the other wet area under him, pulled the entire sheet off the couch, then picked up a cup of tea from the table and poured it on the bed.

After changing her clothes and washing up, Gu Qingzhi returned to the back hall, where she saw Feng Zhanye squatting under the eaves scrubbing the sheets in his hands.

She looked at Aunt Liu who was busy weeding the vegetable garden in confusion, and saw Aunt Liu pointing at Feng Zhanye and smiling at her.

"This child accidentally spilled his tea this morning and insisted on washing it himself. No matter how much we persuade him, he won't listen. I guess he feels embarrassed."

Gu Qingzhi always felt that he was not embarrassed about spilling tea, but was clearly feeling that the saliva that fell on the tea was destroying the evidence.

She was too lazy to expose the boy's little thoughts, so she went up to him and asked, "Do you need help?"

"Need not."

Feng Zhanye raised his eyes and just glanced at her, then quickly lowered his head and scrubbed carefully.

No need to pull it down.

"Then wash quickly, because you still have sword practice later."

Gu Qingzhi curled her lips, went into the house to get the sword, leaned against the door frame, looked at the scenery and waited for him to finish washing.

I don't understand what there is to be shy about...

Feng Zhanye completed today's sword practice very quickly. Now he has basically mastered everything that Gu Qingzhi taught him, and he is becoming more and more comfortable fighting with her.

Being able to reach this level in one or two years is considered extremely talented compared to most assassins in Kyoto.

Of course, except for Yuan Jie and those perverted guys under Old Man Qin.

After dinner, Feng Zhanye sat on the threshold of the back hall and combed Xiaohua's hair.

A peach wood comb can make the kitten lying on the boy's lap purr comfortably and turn over its belly contentedly.

Spring sowing was about to begin, and Gu Qingzhi was preparing some simple farm tools, while the others accompanied Madam Liu to plow the soil in the yard again.

Wu Fang's mouth was dry from the warm spring sun, so he went under the eaves, opened the lid of the jar, and scooped up a bucket of water to drink.

"Mammy, are you growing lettuce this time? The leaves are delicious when used to make cold dishes with wine. I ate it by chance in a tavern last time and I still miss it."

Nanny Liu took out a few young seedlings from her small basket and shook them at him.

"They are all here. I knew you would be greedy again, so I have been keeping them in my room for a long time."

Wu Fang laughed and praised Madam Liu for being so kind to him. Then he remembered what happened to Feng Zhanye this morning and said, "Madam, why don't you ask the master? He might want to eat something too."

Being mentioned suddenly, Feng Zhanye felt a shock on his back and his hands moved faster. His hair was dry all the time, and he combed it quickly, so Xiaohua's hair exploded in clumps in his hands.

"Do you think His Highness is as greedy as you?" Nanny Liu glared at him, then turned to look at the ridiculous look on the little flower on Feng Zhanye's leg.

"Hey, little ancestor, how did you comb Xiaohua into this?"

Hearing the sound, everyone couldn't help but turn their heads to look, and saw that there was a ball of fur like a hedgehog on the boy's legs. After careful identification, they could barely recognize that it was a cat.

At this time, Xiaohua had not yet realized what had happened to her fur. She was still lying on her belly, with her eyes wide open and her tongue sticking out. She didn't look very smart.

"puff......"

Wu Fang couldn't help laughing first, and Qiu Jiang, Qiu Hong and Aunt Liu couldn't help laughing as well.

Gu Qingzhi was closest to him, so she took the comb from his hand and dipped it in the ladle Wu Fang was drinking water from.

"Hey! My water!"

Wu Fang couldn't laugh anymore.

Feng Zhanye thought she was going to hand the comb back to him and was about to take it when Gu Qingzhi went around behind him and suddenly pressed against his back.

A pair of hands reached out in front of him, and with a comb, they quickly combed Xiaohua's hair.

"Okay." Gu Qingzhi returned the comb to him as if nothing had happened and stood up.

Realizing what had just happened, Feng Zhanye recalled the dream he had last night. His face turned red all the way to his ears, and he stood up in a flash as if he had been struck by lightning.

"I...I'm going for a walk."

As he said this, he dragged Wu Fang away and fled.