Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

The wind gently blew the snow off the eaves, and it drifted towards the window. A slender arm stretched out of the window and caught the snowflake.

The crystal snowflakes fell steadily into the palm of my hand, and the warm temperature of my palm gradually melted it.

"Why did you get up without saying a word? Your body hasn't recovered yet."

A lazy voice came slowly from behind the owner of the hand, and a big head instantly rested on his shoulder, and a pair of slender arms gently wrapped around his abdomen and crossed.

"Don't you feel hot?"

The person standing upright in front of the window suddenly softened his body, as if he had compromised, or as if he wanted to take advantage of something that was not worth taking, and leaned into his arms.

"no"

The man felt the warmth in his arms and said something indifferent.

"Then I'm hot, let go"

"No, I said I would take care of you until..."

"I didn't agree..."

He opened the hands that were around him and said unhappily

"It's OK as long as I agree. Your opinion doesn't matter until you recover."

“Who am I because of now?”

"I.....of course it's me, but you agreed with me when I said it."

"When did I..."

The man looked at the innocent person blinking at him with a puzzled look on his face.

"Of course it was during the New Year's Eve dinner. I did wink at you."

Feng Jiuming, who was suddenly standing in front of the man, covered his mouth fiercely, looked at him in disbelief, and murmured: "No way... You didn't see it, you don't think Wen Baixu is the murderer, do you?"

His expression of disbelief and the fact that his expression has not changed over the years makes him look particularly cute when he is surprised.

Gu Yanming looked at Feng Jiuming as if he were an idiot, took a step to the side, and was about to walk past him and back to the bed.

"I'm not teasing you anymore, I really didn't mean it, and I'm...really hurt."

As Feng Jiuming said this, he grabbed the man who was about to pass him and lowered his head pitifully.

Gu Yanming was suddenly pulled to a stop, and did not walk away as usual.

"Ahem~ I'm really injured, the internal injuries... seem to be recurring, so... can you please not let go of my hand, don't leave me yet..."

Gu Yanming didn't say anything when he heard this, he just stood there quietly, his body tense and straight.

"I...I know...this is a little too much for you, but I still want to try again...I really don't want to let go this time, and...he is not the same kind as you, so this can't be forced."

"If it's not up to you to judge, who knows what will happen in the future? No one knows... um~"

While Gu Yanming was talking, he was pulled around by the person behind him, and he kissed the lips of the person in front of him.

Feng Jiuming narrowed his eyes slightly. He was enjoying the softness in front of him. He slowly put his hands around his neck and his breathing became rapid.

"A Ming...A Ming..."

The sound gradually became more rapid, and his tongue gently traced the beautiful lips, savoring the sweet taste carefully.

"Hoohoo~ You're crazy"

Gu Yanming panted and pushed Feng Jiuming away. Feng Jiuming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes slightly, and squinted his narrow eyes at the man in front of him.

"I'm not crazy, it's just that you haven't dared to admit that you like me a little bit in your heart."

Feng Jiuming stood up straight with a smile on his face. He licked the blood at the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, as if it was some nectar.

"You did your best for him, but in the end it was all in vain, and maybe it didn't go as you wished, so you are so angry."

"Can you say that again"

Gu Yanming's face turned pale with anger, but Feng Jiuming didn't care. He just went up and gently grabbed his hand, held it, and looked at his palm seriously.

"Although I really don't want to expose you, you should have noticed that he is not one of us. And even if you force it, you will still be the one who gets hurt, and I will feel bad."

After saying that, she squeezed his hand and looked up into his eyes.

"This... is not your business, and... I am against him..."

Before he could finish his words, his mouth was blocked by a finger.

"I believe it, but I still think I am the best fit for you... and your apprentice has other people around him..."

The sound stopped abruptly the next second, because at this moment there was a creaking sound of the door.

"Hey, hey, hey~ Hugging each other so early in the morning, how inappropriate!"

The sound came from the door, and standing at the door was a man covering his eyes and a group of people who were trying not to laugh.

"Why are you guys here so early in the morning instead of doing morning exercises?"

As he spoke, Feng Jiuming threw a teacup over, which flew straight towards the person who was covering his eyes.

"Ah~ Master is really merciless, afraid that outsiders don't know what you are doing"

"You also know that you are an outsider, so why don't you leave quickly?"

He then pulled the tall Gu Yanming over and sat next to him unhappily.

"Go, why are you going? I'm here to visit the patient, not to see you."

Wen Baixu glanced at Feng Jiuming, walked to Gu Yanming, stretched out his hand to shine on his forehead, and then put it on his own forehead, and then muttered that he didn't have a fever.

"What are you doing? Who allowed..."

"Hey~ I'm such a hot-tempered guy, he's my master, he's not your property alone......"

As he said this, he hugged Gu Yanming's arm and looked at Feng Jiuming with an unconvinced look on his face. Feng Jiuming, on the other hand, was fighting with Wen Baixu for the position like a child.

"Alright, you two, one is the head and the other is the chief disciple, how will this look if it gets out?"

Gu Yanming, who was sitting in the middle, looked helpless, but now, looking at the two people bickering in front of him, he felt a warm current flowing through his heart.

"Oops~ Did I disturb someone's happy time? I shouldn't have done that."

A few more people came in at the door, two of them were still supporting each other.

"No, Senior Sister, you still owe me an explanation..."

Gu Yanming raised his head and looked at the woman.

"What do you want to know?"

"all"

Lin Yue looked at him like this, and was serious for only three seconds. She immediately took off all her disguises, spread her hands and looked at Wen Baixu.

And all eyes were directed towards Wen Baixu under the guidance of the woman.

Wen Baixu was still gloating on the side, but suddenly he felt that he had become the focus of the whole audience, and immediately waved his hand and said, "I just provided an idea, and the details were planned by Jiang Zifang."

As soon as he finished speaking, the red-haired man glared at Wen Baixu with gritted teeth, and said timidly: "This is my rough idea, but the specific steps are up to him."

Then he pointed at the extremely weak man in black.

The man half leaned on Bei Ming and looked at him innocently, saying: "But... I'm just a poor little guy who follows orders. Have you ever seen someone who knows the specific steps and still got hurt so badly?"

After saying this, he touched his teardrop inadvertently...