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Turning to Yan Qianfan, he said: "Young Master Yan, since you have returned to your home, you will have nothing to do with Xiling Village from now on. The Young Master doesn't care about you, so why do you need to ask for trouble? Let's go."

"I..." Yan Qianfan still wanted to defend himself, but An Guangsha's fierce eyes made him unable to open his mouth, so he could only swallow the words in his stomach.He glanced at Feng Si's grave for the last time, and finally turned around, but just as he took a step, he stumbled over the hem of the skirt under his feet, and fell to the ground again.

There was a blunt laughter behind him, and before he got up, he felt the back of his head sink, and it was a piece of wet and cold mud hitting his head.

Mud and rocks came one after another, like bean-sized raindrops, hitting his shoulders and back.

In a field of pure white flowers, only he was covered with dirty dirt, like a monkey stealing crops, shrugging his shoulders and bowing his back, everyone yelled and beat him.

He didn't look back, he just got up, wiped his face indiscriminately, wiped off the mud and other wet things, and then walked away slowly with deep and shallow steps.

Even the cone-like snow and ice of Xiling Mountain had never made him feel so painful and cold.

The sky in the early morning became very fast, and the wind blew away the clusters of clouds in the sky, turning them into cotton-sized particles, and the particles rolled up into long cloud belts, curling their edges like paper strips, with the golden morning sun passing behind , Sometimes dark, sometimes bright, as if crossing a hurdle.

Yan Qianfan looked up at the sky.

How much he envied the fearless and fearless sun, which hung high above the sky, moved the clouds and opened the moon, and traveled unimpeded.But he was trapped in the muddy world, and he couldn't even get over the small hurdle in front of him.

A new day began, and the people who participated in the martial arts conference walked towards Jianchi one after another, while Yan Qianfan was squatting beside the aisle up the mountain, looking hopeless.

His clothes were disheveled, his skirt was torn, his hair was messy, and his body was covered in mud. He looked even worse than a down-and-out old woman.A passer-by couldn't stand it, bent down and threw a coin or two in front of him, but he didn't thank him, and didn't even bother to look at them, just rolled his eyes like a dead fish, staring blankly at the blue sky above his head.

Until a shadow blocked his vision.

Fiery shadow.

Yan Qianfan narrowed his eyes reluctantly: "Who are you?"

That group of shadows didn't have the slightest intention to get out of the way, but said slowly: "Xia Liu Hongfeng, entrusted by Master Yan, is here to protect your safety."

Hearing his elder brother's name, Yan Qianfan was even more displeased, and said coldly: "No need, you can go."

Liu Hongfeng still stood there, motionless.

"If you don't go, I'll go." Yan Qianfan stood up, shook his numb legs, and took a step.

But Liu Hongfeng moved along the direction he was heading, just blocking his way.

Hide again.

Stop again.

Yan Qianfan finally couldn't bear it anymore, stared at him and asked, "Can you get out of my way?"

Liu Hongfeng shrugged: "To be honest, I don't want to deal with such a bad-tempered young master like you."

"Then you're still looking for boredom."

"It's a pity that I was entrusted by others. I really have no choice. Whether you like it or not, I have to protect you."

"That also depends on whether you have the ability to protect me."

After Yan Qianfan finished speaking, he suddenly raised his palm and attacked Liu Hongfeng's veins.

Liu Hongfeng flashed past in a hurry, and said, "Young Master Yan, this is not a arena, it would be embarrassing for you to fight with me in the street."

Yan Qianfan had no intention of giving in at all: "The face is all my elder brother's. My face has long been lost, so what are you afraid of?"

"You're self-aware."

Liu Hongfeng made three moves in a row, and there was no way to retreat, no way to hide, so he could only push his internal force between his fingers and strangle Yan Qianfan's wrist.

Neither of them wielded a weapon, they were just using their bare hands, not intending to hurt anyone, but the sparks in the tit-for-tat confrontation did not diminish at all. After all, there was no external weapon to assist, and the pure competition of internal strength relied on first-class real skills. Losing to the opponent is really embarrassing.

A young man in red and an old woman with a disheveled head just like this fought in the street.

Soon, some passers-by stopped to watch the scene, pointing and pointing.

But laymen can only watch the excitement at most, and only the parties involved can perceive the mystery hidden in the propriety.But the two of them acted as if no one else was there, each exerted [-]% of their strength, and their bodies overlapped and changed, making people dazzled.

At first Liu Hongfeng only defended and didn't attack, intending to find out the opponent's routine, while Yan Qianfan rushed all the way without showing mercy.While wrestling with him, Liu Hongfeng said: "You are using spear techniques to pick and stab."

Yan Qianfan raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes, can't I use spear skills?"

Liu Hongfeng said: "The Yan family has been making swords for generations, and the family's kung fu is all about swordsmanship. You are different."

Yan Qianfan said: "Because I grew up in Xiling Village, I learned the kung fu of Xiling Village."

Liu Hongfeng narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "You miss Xiling Village in your heart, but Xiling Village can't tolerate you anymore."

"How do you know!" Yan Qianfan's heart moved greatly, and his hands froze. Liu Hongfeng grabbed his loose gap, turned his fist into a palm, and pushed along the bottom of his hand to his shoulder and neck.

Yan Qianfan was forced to take half a step back, and Liu Hongfeng's two fingers protruded to the bottom of his eyes, locked directly to his throat.

Edgeless is better than edged.

Contrary to Liu Hongfeng's expectation, Yan Qianfan dodged the blow that was inevitable, but Yan Qianfan took advantage of the situation and pulled the opponent's arm, like a spear picking a shoulder, blocking Liu Hongfeng's retreat from bottom to top .

What a solid effort!

Liu Hongfeng let go of her strength, lowered her head and said frankly: "It seems that I lost."

"You let me do it on purpose," Yan Qianfan said with a gloomy face, "If you were just a little bit faster, I definitely wouldn't have a chance to fight back."

Liu Hongfeng shook his head and said, "You're worrying too much. It's not that I let you, but that I just recovered from my injury today. I can't make it faster by a fraction of a centimeter, so you don't have to be humble."

Yan Qianfan looked at the person opposite, at this moment, the comments of the passers-by around him also poured into his ears: "Isn't that Liu Hongfeng who stole the limelight yesterday? Disgraceful..."

Liu Hongfeng remained indifferent and turned a deaf ear, but Yan Qianfan's expression became even more ugly: "I didn't know you were injured, so I took advantage of you. Even if we draw this time, I don't care about you. You can go. "

Liu Hongfeng didn't leave, but just looked at him with his head tilted.

"what?"

"It seems that you are not the despicable rat that An Guangsha said."

Yan Qianfan's head thumped: "Did you hear us talking? How long have you been with me?"

Liu Hongfeng glanced at his head and feet: "You can hide from others with this outfit, but you can't hide from me. One of the women and children ran away for nothing. Do you really think no one will find out?"

Yan Qianfan was furious, and looked away angrily: "Anyway, I have tied with you, and I don't need your protection."

But Liu Hongfeng said: "In this rivers and lakes, there are some troubles that can't be solved by martial arts alone. If the martial arts are strong, they can be invincible, and the young master of the Duan family won't..." He paused, as if aware of his slip of the tongue, Immediately changed his words, "You are not a child anymore, you should understand the truth, you will only go your own way and act recklessly, and it will only put the Yan family in a dilemma."

Yan Qianfan kept silent.

Liu Hongfeng changed a relaxed tone and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"what?"

"Your elder brother is afraid that you will suffer from hunger, so he specially asked me to bring you lotus flower cakes, crabapple cakes, dragon beard cakes, and golden pillow cakes..."

"No need," Yan Qianfan interrupted, frowning, "I don't want to eat."

Liu Hongfeng showed a smile: "I knew you didn't need these delicacies, so I didn't bring any of them out, and threw them all to my little ghost to feast on."

Yan Qianfan: "..."

Liu Hongfeng didn't panic or get annoyed, just said calmly: "Although I robbed you of food, I also know what you need most right now."

"You know again?"

"Not only do I know, but I have already prepared it for you. If you believe me, I will show you right away."

"...I'm not going."

Liu Hongfeng was slightly taken aback, and then said: "Then I'm leaving, don't regret it."

After finishing speaking, he walked away with a calm look on his back.

Just after taking a few steps, I heard rustling footsteps from behind: "Slow down, slow down—"

He turned his head, just in time to see Yan Qianfan hurriedly following up with his skirt up, and said with a dark face, "Can I go with you?"

Liu Hongfeng smiled: "Of course."

"Then walk slowly," Yan Qianfan gritted his teeth, "Didn't you see that I walk like a tortoise in this outfit?"

What Liu Hongfeng led Yan Qianfan to find was a funeral shop for funerals.

The funeral shop is located in a remote place, surrounded by open space, and there is a large courtyard in front of the door. When the two of them entered the courtyard, the master mason was squatting in front of a stone with a chisel awl, following the traces outlined by the ink and ink, and engraving seals one by one. .

The mason's technique was clever, and the chiseling sound was short and neat, and the chiselled stone chips fell on his side, piled up like snow.

Yan Qianfan looked intently, and what Zhu Mo wrote on the stone seemed to be Feng Si's name. He couldn't help but widen his eyes, and was speechless for a while.

Liu Hongfeng said for him: "I asked this master to make a tombstone for my fourth uncle."

Yan Qianfan stared blankly at the other party: "Do you recognize Fourth Uncle?"

"I don't know him, but he is a brave and righteous man. Even if he died unexpectedly, he should leave his name."

Yan Qianfan showed joy at first, then quickly lowered his head and said, "But brother An will not allow me to erect a monument for fourth uncle."

Liu Hongfeng said: "Then don't say that you erected it. I have already asked the staff in the store to carry the carved tombstone up the mountain. If anyone has any questions, just say that I admire Fourth Uncle's chivalrous deed, so I will give you a generous gift. What do you think?"

Yan Qianfan stared at Liu Hongfeng, and finally released the tense eyebrows and eyes along the way. After a long while, he lowered his head and quietly wiped away his tears, then twitched his shoulders and said, "...Brother Liu, thank you for helping me, it was my fault just now You, you are a good man."

Liu Hongfeng: "..."

The people in the funeral shop had already seen this pair of men and women dressed strangely, and now they heard the cry again, and they all came to the door, scratching at the door frame to look at it non-stop.

Liu Hongfeng noticed the intense gaze behind her, so she simply raised the corners of her mouth, put a hand on Yan Qianfan's shoulder, and raised her voice deliberately: "My good sister, don't be polite to Brother Liu, didn't Brother Liu say that he will protect you?" ?”

Yan Qianfan's face turned green again.

After leaving the funeral shop, Liu Hongfeng led Yan Qianfan into a wonton shop.

Rao put on a strong and dignified appearance, but when he smelled the aroma of wontons, Yan Qianfan's eyes lit up. After a whole morning, he was already hungry and his stomach was growling. Voice.

Liu Hongfeng pushed the big bowl with white mist in front of him, put another plate full of side dishes into his bowl, and said with a smile: "My good sister, eat slowly, don't choke."

Yan Qianfan gave him a hard look before picking up the chopsticks reluctantly.

The long-lost rustic taste melts in the mouth.

Since returning to Zhujianzhuang, Yan Qianfan's table has always had fish and meat. However, when faced with delicately cooked dishes, he only finds it boring and unpalatable. On the contrary, today's bowl of wontons with soup and water, He regained the appetite he had lost for many days.

The bowl is the cheapest yellow clay bowl, and the chopsticks are also the cheapest rough wooden chopsticks.

The daily meals in Xiling Village are also unpretentious. Many people gather around a large table with brown rice and noodles, nervously waiting for the meat and vegetables to come out of the pot.Feng Guangsheng often competed with him for food, and the two of them wished to use all their internal strengths in order to fight for a piece of roasted meat with skin. An Guangsha usually watched coldly from the sidelines. Pick up the fisherman's profit.

The hot wonton slid down his throat, and Yan Qianfan's nose became hot again, and he hurriedly pulled his chopsticks.

Liu Hongfeng sat across from him and watched him all the time, and after he had finished a big bowl of wontons, he said, "You can talk now."

"say what?"

"You are holding back your thoughts, and you almost shed tears after eating, do you think I didn't see it?"

Yan Qianfan turned pale with shock, and argued, "It's because your soup is too hot for your tongue."

Liu Hongfeng looked at him and said: "It's not shameful for a man to cry, and it's not a bad thing to be straightforward. If you have any difficulties, instead of being bored in your heart, why don't you tell me, and it will save me the time of random suspicion. I can give you an idea."

Yan Qianfan put down his chopsticks, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay, there's nothing more to say anyway, so I'll tell you."

This straightforward second villa owner is much easier to deal with than his elder brother Yan Qianfan.Liu Hongfeng was also not polite to him, and asked bluntly: "Tell me why An Guangsha doesn't allow you to worship fourth uncle?"

Yan Qianfan showed a sad face, and said: "Because I was greedy for life and afraid of death, and I did unrighteous things in the face of danger."

"Crisis? You mean the case of An Guangsha colluding with relatives?"

"Collude with foreign relatives is pure nonsense," Yan Qianfan said excitedly, "Whether you believe it or not, Xiling Village was wronged."

Liu Hongfeng said: "I will believe your words for the time being, but, what does that case have to do with you? I heard that you have returned to Zhujianzhuang long ago."

Yan Qianfan looked around, then lowered his voice and said, "It's just the Yan family's rhetoric. After Xiling Village was framed, we all

I was not spared, and I went to the sky prison together with Big Brother An, but the Yan family found someone who looked similar to me from somewhere, and bribed the jailer to replace me. "

Liu Hongfeng looked surprised: "Is it Master Yan's idea?"

"Who else is there but elder brother?" Yan Qianfan said with a wry smile. "Elder brother, taking advantage of my identity not being made public, found an innocent person to take the blame for me and rescued me from the dungeon. At first he didn't tell me the truth. I thought that I was able to regain my freedom because of the grievances in Xiling Village, so I have been waiting for news from the government, but I didn’t expect that a few days later, what I waited for was the sad news that Brother An was sentenced to death.”

"So there is such a thing." Liu Hongfeng sighed.and.Hee.彖.right.read.Chia.

"Because of this case, Xilingzhai fell into decline overnight. Master Yan did this,"

Yan Qianfan sighed, and said: "I know that my elder brother did this to preserve the reputation of the Yan family, and I don't blame him. But I am a dignified man, but I want someone else to take the blame and die for me. How can I be carried forward in the Jianghu?" Let’s start. Although the news did not leak out, the brothers in Xilingzhai watched me and Brother An being taken away by the government. Now that I am safe and sound, how could they not guess the reason? They didn’t want to see me. In this way, I will be regarded as a traitor who betrayed my brother, so Brother An refuses to see me."

Liu Hongfeng stretched out his arm, crossed the narrow table, and patted Yan Qianfan's shoulder lightly: "It's really hard for you."

Yan Qianfan raised his head, stared at the other party for a while, then suddenly changed his tone and said in a relaxed tone: "Brother Liu, I've finished my business, it's getting late, you should go back."

Liu Hongfeng raised her eyebrows: "Are you trying to drive me away?"

"Where is it?" Yan Qianfan laughed, "I'm not afraid of delaying your business."

Liu Hongfeng chuckled lightly, and said, "You are polite, but unfortunately, my main business is to protect you, which is the task assigned to me by Master Yan entrusted by Sect Leader Duan."

"Master Duan? Are you going to join the Tianji Gate?" Yan Qianfan showed surprise, "Ah, I almost forgot that you won the ring yesterday and saved Brother An's life, and now you are also from Yingzhou Island." Celebrity."

Liu Hongfeng said: "It's just a fluke. I lost to you once just now, and I have seen how powerful you are. Today you will represent Zhujianzhuang on stage to defend the ring. Maybe in a few days, we will have to fight against you again."

Yan Qianfan lowered his eyes and said, "No, I won't go."

"Ok?"

Yan Qianfan simply lowered his head, drank the last sip of soup in the bowl, and then said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to participate in the martial arts conference."

"why?"

"Because Big Brother An will definitely attend, and I don't want to be his enemy."

"So you're going to strike?"

"Yes."

"If you don't show up, Zhujianzhuang's face will be damaged, and he will definitely blame you."

"Let elder brother blame me," Yan Qianfan drooped his shoulders, his expression even more depressed, "Anyway, I have made up my mind, I hope Brother An can win."

Liu Hongfeng smiled slightly, and said: "I understand your intentions, but your actions are not wise. If you want An Guangsha to win, you should participate in the competition."

"Why?" Yan Qianfan was puzzled.

Liu Hongfeng asked back: "How did you beat me just now?"

Yan Qianfan's eyes lit up slowly, he slammed his chopsticks on the table, stood up abruptly, and said, "I'll go right away!"

"Wait a minute," Liu Hongfeng pressed his shoulders, "Are you going to wear these clothes?"

Yan Qianfan: "..."

He forgot that he was still wearing a purple dress, it was dirty from head to toe, and he left in a hurry when he went out without bringing any money, even the wontons were donated by Liu Hongfeng.Thinking of this, his face became hot.

Liu Hongfeng raised his hand, pointed to the cloth shop next to the wonton shop, and said, "I've already paid enough silver for the shopkeeper, you go to the shop to pick out some neat clothes, change into the room in the backyard, and then use the clothes in the backyard to change." The well water washes off the powder on the face."

"Oh." Yan Qianfan nodded.

"Also, if you want to disguise yourself as a woman next time, you might as well come to me directly."

"You...you know the art of disguise?"

"What do you think?"

Yan Qianfan looked at Liu Hongfeng, his eyes no longer had the anger he had when they first met, instead they were filled with admiration, and on his funny face, only a pair of eyes were very clear and bright.

"Brother Liu, who the hell are you?"

Liu Hongfeng smiled and said, "It's just your good brother."

Yan Qianfan's face froze, he turned his head and rushed into the cloth store regardless of stumbling feet.

Golden Lion Dance

At the beginning of the new year, the streets and alleys are filled with festive atmosphere. Early in the morning, the widest streets and alleys in the city are packed with people, waiting for the sound of drums and gongs from the lion dance team.

Unfortunately, Liu Hongfeng fell ill.

He caught wind and cold during the first snow season, and his nose and tears flowed together, so he could only wrap himself into a quilt ball and curl up in the bed to keep warm.

When Liu Qian noticed Liu Hongfeng's symptoms, he was furious. Originally, he practiced medicine every day, and his neighbors had a good reputation, but his family members fell ill, ruining the reputation he had accumulated so hard.So in those few days, his temper was very irritable, and he didn't put a spoonful of sugar in the medicinal soup he made for Liu Hongfeng.

Liu Hongfeng was forced to drink bitter and astringent medicine for several days, and her tongue almost turned eggplant-colored before her symptoms improved.He called Liu Qian to the bed and asked, "Why don't we watch the lion dance?"

Liu Qian snorted: "What's so interesting about playing tricks on children."

"It doesn't look good?" Liu Hongfeng raised his eyebrows, "Which kid just climbed onto the eaves and looked into the distance with a bench."

Liu Qian blushed immediately: "I... I just see if anyone is injured."

"The results of it?"

"It was blocked by the Ruyi restaurant in front, so I didn't see anything."

After all, Liu Qian is just a kid, unable to hide his thoughts, and his loss is beyond words.

Liu Hongfeng squinted his eyes and looked at him: "You have never seen a lion dance, have you?"

Liu Qian seemed to be stabbed in the back by someone, her body froze, she sat upright immediately, and said loudly: "I haven't seen anything unusual, my master used to live in the suburbs, one hundred and eight thousand miles away from the city. Zhang Yuan, I am too lazy to look."

"Oh," Liu Hongfeng couldn't bear to tease him any more, so she raised the corner of her mouth and said, "Next time, next time I will accompany you to see... ah chirp."

Liu Qian stuffed a steaming medicine bowl into the opponent's hand: "Who wants you to accompany me, childish!"

...However, this time, while Liu Hongfeng was not paying attention, he secretly threw a candy into the bowl.

After noon, the celebration team had dispersed, leaving only the aftertaste of firecrackers floating in the air.Liu Hongfeng was still curled up in the bed, looking at the weeping willows outside the window, counting the number of leaves one by one.

The bright sunlight passed through the gaps in the willow leaves and sprinkled on the bed by the window, printing deep and shallow light spots. Liu Hongfeng was surrounded by the light spots, as if wrapped in a flowing cocoon.He squinted his eyes, only to feel that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and his head was like a dragonfly on the water, as if he would fall asleep at any moment.

This rare leisure time was broken by a noise.

The noise came from the courtyard, and Liu Qian's voice sounded like a gong: "——you... Where are you, a lion from?"

"Don't panic, it's me."

Duan Changya's familiar voice was covered under the puppet's skin, and it sounded a bit muffled.

Liu Hongfeng suddenly lost sleepiness, hunched over on the bed, turned sideways like a tumbler, put her head in the direction of the door, and looked out through the crack of the door.

I saw a tall figure standing in the yard, wearing a golden lion dance doll, this kind of doll usually needs to be worn by two people, but now it is covered by one person, with two arms stuffed in the front feet , the hind feet are the two feet. From a distance, it looks like a lion standing up in place.

Remaining standing, the Lion strode across the yard and pushed open the door.

Liu Hongfeng was wrapped in the quilt and laughed wildly, shaking the whole bed like a bunch of furry rabbits.

When he finally laughed enough, he asked, "Where did you find such a skin?"

The lion replied, "Borrowed."

Liu Hongfeng asked again: "Where did you come from for being elegant?"

The lion replied again: "The guy at Ruyi Restaurant told me that Xiaoqian lay on the roof for a long time, just like watching a lion dance, so I borrowed it for him to watch."

Liu Qian was dumbfounded.

Liu Hongfeng caught a glimpse of Liu Qian's face, and the laughter that was so hard to hold back rang out again: "Little rascal, I am sincerely here to make you happy. What do you mean by standing still? Do you still want to see?"

Liu Qian's head was like a wooden man, turning towards the direction of the lion bit by bit, his eyes were half astonished and half fearful.

After all, not long ago, the man who played the lion pressed his head and threw him into school to study, and even checked his progress in reciting poems, which was as ruthless as the devil.

Liu Hongfeng winked at the lion, and said, "Go and bite his head, to bring him good luck."

The standing lion nodded in response, stepped forward, bent down, and put its mouth on top of Liu Qian's head.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu The palm of my hand touched the lion's chin.

Hairy, soft jaw, quickly intoxicating.

"So that's what lion dance is like!" Liu Qian's eyes lit up.

That's not the case - Liu Hongfeng laughed again and again.

After laughing and laughing, and playing enough, Liu Qian was exhausted and staggered back to her room. After a while, the sound of sleeping sounded through the yard and reached Liu Hongfeng's ears. .

Liu Hongfeng raised an eyebrow at the lion and said: "The little devil is gone, you can show your original shape."

The lion took off the hood, revealing Duan Changya's face. His expression was still clear and normal, but the hair crown he usually wears was missing, and the hair that was usually tied up was loose at the moment, falling down the back along the shoulders, and the hair was slightly damp with sweat. , shining in the sunlight.

The spot of light swayed, making Liu Hongfeng's heart itch, he stretched out a hand from under the quilt, his white and thin arm was like a bridge, resting on Duan Changya's shoulder all the way, twisting a strand of hair around his fingertips.

While playing with Duan Changya's hair, Liu Hongfeng raised his face and said, "Bite me too, okay?"

Duan Changya bent down graciously, propped one hand on the side of the bed, lifted Liu Hongfeng's chin with the other, and leaned over to kiss her.

Liu Hongfeng was still wrapped in the quilt, and was pressed down condescendingly by the other party, sinking a little deeper into the bed.

This kiss was long and slow, with a hint of laziness. Neither of them was in a hurry, and they patiently savored each other's taste. The sun surrounded them, wrapping them in the same bright and clear cocoon.

The light flowed, and the quilt rolled up and down with the breath.

After the overlapping lips and teeth were finally separated, Liu Hongfeng's cheeks were already blushing, and the corners of his mouth formed a beautiful arc, forming an intoxicated smile: "It turns out that the lips of a lion are so soft."

Duan Changya was still propped up beside the bed, looked down at the other party, and said, "Even if it's soft, it can swallow you up."

Liu Hongfeng tilted his head and looked at him: "Didn't you see that I was sick? Are you not afraid of being infected by me if you swallow me now?"

"No, you don't have the ability to infect me." Duan Changya said firmly.

Liu Hongfeng's eyebrows condensed into a conclusion: "You must have underestimated me, it seems that today I have to let you see how powerful I am."

After speaking, two arms stretched out from the quilt, turned into two five-clawed hooks, tightly hooked around Duan Changya's neck.

Although Duan Changya had taken off his hood, he was still wearing the doll's clothes.Liu Hongfeng put his hand on his back shoulder and fumbled, saying plausibly: "It's fluffy and warm, it feels really good, Xiao Yaya, you should wear this from now on."

"You really like it that much?"

"real."

Duan Changya suddenly bent down, pulled out a gap in the quilt that wrapped Liu Hongfeng, and then slipped in without explanation.

This move caught him off guard, and the sudden cold air caused the people in the bed to shrink back instinctively.But it didn't take long for the cold air to be replaced by the body temperature.

Duan Changya's body temperature was very high, with a thin layer of sweat, he leaned against Liu Hongfeng like a stove, with two big hands sticking to Liu Hongfeng's body under the cover of the quilt.

……