After dressing as a demon, I accidentally deceived the feelings of my old enemy

This is the case on the alley walls in the downtown area, there are not only children's graffiti, but also all kinds of dirty mud ideas, but Feng Ce has never paid much attention to these.

He has no cleanliness.

However, the other party's timely actions and such caring words will inevitably move his heart.

This reminded him of the moment when the gentle heroine showed caring to the injured hero in youth idol dramas.

Feng Ce looked at Wen Bie who was close at hand.Wen Bie was extremely gentle at this moment.

Unfortunately, not only is he not a girl, but he is also a man who wants to eat him up.

Feng Ce stood up straight, duplicity, and said: "I have soft bones, and I love to lean on."

"That depends on me."

It was only when Wen Bie put his cold hands on his face that Feng Ce realized how hot his face was at the moment, he thought he was cold and expressionless with a straight face.

Wen Bie went over to him and kissed his ear: "I'm hard."

Feng Ce: "..."

He said: "Help me solve it."

Feng Ce just found it incredible that he didn't respond to so many of his actions yesterday, but now that he said he had a reaction, he had a reaction. He looked at the bustling market outside the alley, and then at the few children running past them, and asked :"here?"

Wen Bie: "Otherwise?"

After a person tastes the sweetness, it is easy to make gains, Wen Bie is like this.

But it was inappropriate for him to walk all the way home. It was too rascal to be seen by the girl he met on the street, so Feng Ce had no choice but to drag him into a deeper alley.

Few people pass by here, the ground is still a little wet, the bluestone boards are also covered with moss, and even climbed up to the bottom of the wall.

Before Feng Ce could figure out how to help him, he was pushed into the alley and kissed.

Lips stuck together, but Wen Bie's tongue was much more flexible than Feng Ce's, attacking the city first, causing his tongue to turn upside down.

But Wen Bie was sticking too tightly, and Wuqi was also sticking against each other, which made Feng Ce's kiss even more inattentive.

/ / /

The pear blossom trees in the backyard of the Twelve-tone Pavilion were blown by the spring breeze, and there was a rain of pear blossoms, like a heavy snow, covering the whole courtyard with silver and white.

Yin Bingyu pushed open the door of the tea room and walked out, followed by Rou Qian.

"Zangqing accepts He Ganqing as his disciple, I'm afraid it will disturb the plan," Rouqian said slowly, "I have persuaded him these few days, he is stubborn, and he will only listen to you if he thinks about it."

Yin Bingyu stopped under the pear tree, turned around and looked at her: "He may not listen to me about this matter, let's just take a step and watch the clean thing, I am still worried about Su Chengyue and Zhao Jian .”

She frowned, and raised her hand to wipe off the pear petals that fell on her soft hair: "I wanted my lord to help Su Chengyue send Zhao Jian to prison as soon as possible, and then lure him into a demon."

"Zhao Jian's falling into the devil will destroy Su Chengyue's desire for revenge. In this way, we can take Su Chengyue for our own use. But now the variables are huge. Not only are we unable to protect ourselves, but Zhao Jian is also very slippery."

Rouqian replied indifferently: "It's true that the Minister of the Ministry of Officials did not expect to be the scapegoat. He killed more than 100 court officials for no reason. It is a death sentence. Now that Rong Ying has lived in the Twelve Sound Pavilion, we should first think about how to deal with it." he."

Yin Bingyu: "Rong Ying?"

Rouqian smiled, and tapped her forehead: "I'm afraid you've been sleeping with the Taifu these days, and you don't even know that Rongying is here."

Yin Bingyu rubbed her tired head: "It was indeed negligent, can Rong Ying do anything?"

"Zang Qing said that He Yang and he wanted to break into the backyard, but he stopped him, so he must have discovered it." Rouqian said and looked up at the pear tree, reached out and plucked a pear blossom, and looked at Yin Bingyu "Ayin, if you can't lure Zhao Jian and Su Chengyue into demons, it's not like you can't throw man-made magic towers and use force. This way, it's easier to control, isn't it?"

"It depends on how the war in northern Xinjiang is going. If it can reach Yongdu, this method can be used as an emergency." Yin Bingyu nodded, and asked again, "Jingjue has been looking for you in the past two days?"

"I found it, the plan was very successful," Rouqian said with a faint smile to her, "After he knew that everything was done by His Majesty, he stood with us without hesitation, and promised that every move of the Hou Mansion would be done by him. We watch."

Yin Bingyu also showed her face: "In this case, there is no need to worry that your plan will fail."

Rou Qian: "The introduction of the other people into demons is secondary. It's rare for Your Majesty to stay in Yongdu for such a long time this time. We must not make mistakes."

/ / /

Few people care about the troublesome alleys, so some unknown things often happen.

At this time, Wen Bie hugged Feng Ce and kissed him, put his legs on his waist, and put his hands on his hips to prevent him from falling off.

Of course, you still have to take advantage of it.

Feng Ce was kissed by Wen Bie's lips, it was difficult to breathe in and out, and he was almost suffocated by his kiss, so he couldn't help but end the kiss ahead of time, and pushed Wen Bie away panting heavily.

Then she got off him, but her head rested on his shoulder, and the air she inhaled was mostly the elegant fragrance of daisies on his body.

Wen Bie gently stroked his back.

Afterwards, Wen Bie put her palm on the back of his hand, held his hand, lowered her head, and breathed all the warm breath into his ear, which burned his ears until they were red.

Holding his hand, he went down with his clothes.

The hands are under the clothes, and the body temperature soaks in, warming to the fingertips and heart.

The hottest skin was covered by a layer of fabric, and because this place was different from other places, the palms of my hands immediately became hot.

"Touch well."

Wen Bie loosened the jade belt around his waist.

When he really touched the hot skin, Feng Ce was startled by the heat, and immediately lowered his eyelashes, he was stunned and forgot what to do for a moment.

Wen Bie lowered his head and pressed his forehead against his, only then did Feng Ce regain his senses, and began to move his hands slowly.

The head is often the most vulnerable place of a person, so the wind planner deliberately goes there.

Soon, the burning skin made his palms feel hot.

Wen Bie looked at him with both eyes, Feng Ce's heart was like a drum, he couldn't help lowering his eyes, the tip of his nose collided with the tip of Wen Bie's nose, his breaths were intertwined, and his lips touched together unconsciously.

Normal people tend to get sore after repeating a movement for too long, but Wen Bie didn't show any out-of-the-ordinary expressions and movements, and there was no sign of it coming to an end.

Feng Ce couldn't help but stop his futile actions.

Wen Bie suddenly pinched his chin, kissed his lips, touched his lips with his fingers, and said, "Try it here."

Feng Ce's expression froze immediately, he still thought that one day Wen would not help him like this, why did he become him?

Feng Ce said angrily, "I won't."

Wen Bie stroked his cheek and coaxed him: "Hey, give it a try. If you really don't know how to do it, then think of other ways."

Feng Ce's waist was pinched tightly by him, and he couldn't leave without helping him solve it, so he squatted down reluctantly.

Wen Bie lifted the hem of his clothes, revealing a machete, although it was extremely scary, but fortunately it was very clean, it should be rarely touched.

Wen Bie stroked his head: "Take it as candy."

/ / /

Jing Feng went back to the mansion and sat on the stone steps in front of the mansion, waiting for Feng Ce to come back. After waiting for a long time, Feng Ce did not come back, so he grabbed the grass that had stubbornly emerged from the cracks in the stone steps, and held it in his mouth depressedly.

Not long after, Jingjue, who didn't go out of the house often, came back from outside, so he immediately stood up and asked him: "Jingjue, where did you just come back from?"

Jing Jue replied perfunctorily: "West Market"

Then go into the house.

Jingfeng followed behind, Fengcai had left with Wen from Xishi just now, so he happily asked him: "Have you seen your lord? He and Wen are not together, is there any danger?"

Jing Jue looked at him and asked, "Your Majesty is not with Wen again?"

Jingfeng remembered Feng Ce's expression after seeing Wen Bie, and said to Jingjue: "Yu Wu told me that the marriage between Your Majesty and Wen Bie was just a stopgap measure, and I don't think that's the case."

"Your Majesty has his own reasons for what you do," Jing Jue said, but she also had great doubts, and then asked Jing Feng: "I haven't seen Yuwu for the past two days, where did he go?" ?”

Jing Feng shook his head: "How can I know, Your Majesty often doesn't tell us anything."

/ / /

Even the most secret place still has an elegant fragrance, but it is always a secret place, the fragrance should be stronger, the scent is close, and the smell is real.

Afterwards, he braced himself, sticking out the tip of his tongue to taste the taste, not to mention treating it as candy, but the scimitar was not sweet, but it was only slightly salty, which was not difficult to accept.

Afterwards, Feng Ce opened his mouth and took the tip of the machete, which was as moist as a shelled egg, into his mouth.

Mouth is moist and hot.The moment he was tightly wrapped by the heat and humidity, a sense of satisfaction crawled all over his limbs.

Feng Ce had never eaten an egg and had seen a chicken run, so he closed his sharp teeth and swallowed it lightly, as if he was afraid of being choked.

Afterwards, it got wet up and down, and it was even a little addictive in the end.

Suddenly footsteps came from the alley, and the two of them suddenly thought.

Wen Bie immediately changed his position, blocking Feng Ce in front of him, with his back facing the alley.

Walking to the entrance of the alley, the footsteps suddenly stopped.

Feng Ce was eating half of the candy shallowly, afraid of being found out and throwing away the candy, he didn't dare to move.

But Wen Bie suddenly pressed his head, and the candy slashed straight into his throat.

Tears were choked out of the eyes, but when I opened my eyes, I found that there was still a piece of candy left outside.

His throat was stuck, so uncomfortable that Feng Ce reflexively shrank and retched.

Don't close your eyes and be patient.

The person at the entrance of the alley was an elderly grandmother who was passing by with a cane. She saw a young man in white clothes standing motionless in the alley, with his back on his back and a pestle behind his back. She sighed and reminded: "Young man, go home early. Bar."

Wen Bu pressed his head and put some more candy into it.

Feng Ce clutched the hem of his clothes tightly, kneeling on the ground, trying to push him away, but his head was held down by him, and he couldn't even move, even having difficulty breathing.

His eyelashes were already covered with Wen Bie's wet black hair.

At this time, what he smelled was not the elegant daisy fragrance, but a faint fishy sandalwood smell, which filled his nostrils and made him dizzy.

The footsteps at the entrance of the alley finally left slowly, but Wen Bie didn't let go of his wind, pressing the candy firmly deep in his throat.

Afterwards, Wen Bie was extremely emotionally unstable and began to wreak havoc.

After the corners of his mouth were rubbed red, Feng Ce tasted the thick honey syrup.

Wen Bie took out the relatively hard scimitar, immediately pinched Feng Ce's jaw and ordered: "Swallow it."

Feng Ce's throat was burning. He wanted to lower his head and spit out the dizzy taste of sugar liquid in his mouth, but Wen Bie pinched his chin and raised his head. After being swallowed, he was immediately annoyed, and wanted to free his hand, but he saw him looking at him with scarlet eyes, and the force of pinching his chin became more and more intense.

Feng Ce compromised, rolled his Adam's apple, and swallowed the sugar liquid he gave him.

Wen Bie lowered his head, bent down, rolled up the sugar liquid leaking from the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, and put it back into his mouth.

...

Feng Ce finally escaped from the alley alone and returned to the mansion.

Jing Feng was still sitting on the stone steps outside the mansion gate waiting for him, seeing him coming, he immediately spit out the grass in his mouth, happily went up to him.

Realizing that Feng Ce's expression was not quite right, Jing Feng's smile also froze, put it away, and walked a few steps behind Feng Ce, wondering if something happened.

Jing Feng immediately asked with concern: "Your Majesty, what did Wen Bie do to you?"

His throat was already in a burning pain, and when Feng Ce wanted to make a sound, his throat seemed to be sawn open, and he could only reply with two words: "It's nothing."

The voice was hoarse, and Jing Feng felt that something was wrong when he heard it, and immediately asked: "My lord, what's wrong with your voice? I remember that it was fine just now."

Jingfeng didn't say it was fine, but as soon as he talked about Feng Ce, he felt that someone had discovered what happened just now, his ears turned red immediately, he clenched his fist to his lips in embarrassment, took two quick steps, and then waved his hand to signal him to back off.

However, walking quickly all the way to the east courtyard, just in front of the door, Jingjue suddenly appeared, and then was stopped by Jingjue again.

Jing Jue seemed to have been waiting for him to come back, seeing that he was going to open the door to go back to the room, Ben still hesitated, and finally called him: "Your Majesty."

Feng Ce turned around and looked at him, then coughed twice to clear his throat, but his throat still hurt and his voice was still hoarse: "What's the matter?"

Jing Jue replied: "The subordinates have important matters to find their superiors."