[Quick Transmigration] Blackening the male lead, flirting wantonly

Feng Yi naturally held Gu Qing's lips.

Lu Qing's lips were soft, with a seductive taste, once touched, it was bound to be addictive.

Feng Yi was like this, he put Gu Qing's warm and sweet lips in his mouth, it felt like eating sweet candy.

If you don't taste it carefully, you really can't appreciate the crispy taste.

His lips moved slightly, and his tongue nimbly slipped in, doing whatever he wanted in Lu Qing's mouth.

Lu Qing wanted to break free, but he couldn't, so he had no choice but to endure.

After a while, Feng Yi let go of Gu Qing, seeing him gasping for air, he couldn't help but laugh.

He pampered Gu Qing's forehead, "The emperor is happy?" He pointed to his lips.

When Gu Qing heard the words, he glanced at him, lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, the word "Happy".

His voice was so soft that he couldn't hear it unless he listened carefully, but Feng Yi listened carefully, and a short "happy word" could make the cold-faced him smile.

He raised his hand and fondled Gu Qing's head.

Immediately after the sound of footsteps outside the door, Feng Yi took his hand off Gu Qing's head and placed it on Gu Qing's waist.

The next moment, the little stool came in with food.

The tempting aroma of the food made Gu Qing's stomach growl, he watched the small stool put the food in front of him, and started eating without saying a word.

The little stool seemed to be frightened by Gu Qing's appearance, so he stood still and didn't dare to move.

"Go down, and close the door by the way, and... if someone comes to look for the emperor, just say that the emperor is ill and it's inconvenient to see people." Feng Yi saw that he didn't come out and ordered.

The little stool responded with a comeback, turned around and walked out of the door. After closing the door, he was extremely shocked.

The prince actually hugged the emperor? !

After the little stool left, only Feng Yi and Gu Qing were left in the room. He stared straight at Gu Qing's back, and didn't make a sound until Gu Qing burped in Feng Yi's arms after eating.

Feng Yi laughed and picked up Lu Qing and put him on the bed.

Lu Qing lay on the pillow and looked at him suspiciously, "What is your lord doing?"

How long has he just been out of bed, why is he being carried up again?

"Is the emperor full?" Feng Yi sat beside him and asked.

Lu Qing nodded, stroked his stomach and said, "I'm full."

Feng Yi lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, with a hint of evil on his indifferent face. He approached Lu Qing ambiguously, stretched out his hand and tore off the gauze curtain, "Since the emperor is full... Shouldn't it be time to feed me?"

After saying that, their bodies were covered by tulle.

"Feng Yi, you are shameless!" Accompanied by Gu Qing's roar, their clothes fell to the ground.

In the silent room, there was constant panting, and the ambiguous breath was mixed with the sandalwood in the room, intertwining and spreading.

……… (Harmony Line)

An hour later, Feng Yi stopped and looked at Gu Qing who had fainted from exhaustion, his face showed distress, but in the end he didn't continue, he raised his arms and hugged Gu Qing, went to the bathtub to clean himself up, and put him on the bed.

Seeing that Gu Qing was fast asleep, Feng Yi left the imperial study, intending to deal with official business, when he saw Qi Xia waiting at the door as soon as he left.

He is still wearing a red brocade robe, but today's red dress is even more gorgeous than that day. The bright red peony embroidery is dazzling and colorful, and there is a cynical smile on his stunningly handsome face.

"It's over?" Qi Xia blinked at Feng Yi ambiguously, and opened the feather fan and shook it lightly.

"If you don't want your eyes, just dig them out." Feng Yi gave him a threatening look.

Qi Xia let out a cold snort, facing Feng Yi's threats, he was not afraid at all, after all, the two of them had a deep friendship, otherwise he would not have attacked Yan Lie angrily that day.

He waved his hands casually and said helplessly: "You will also threaten this son."

Feng Yi didn't reply, and walked forward.

Qi Xia pursed her lips, and followed up shaking her feather fan, "What did the prince think about Hu Yanlie that day?"

Feng Yi knew what he meant, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly, "Kill him..."

He said that Chaoyue is not so easy to perish. If it was before, maybe he really wouldn't care about Chaoyue's life and death, but now his important people are here.

So Chaoyue cannot perish.

"You think it's that easy? The Huns have been preparing for war for eight years, and they are no longer the Huns they used to be, and..."

Qi Xia chuckled, and slapped the palm of his hand with the feather fan, "Since Hu Yanlie has the guts to come, he must be prepared."

"As for us, we don't know anything other than knowing that he is going to attack." Qi Xia raised his hand and put his hands on Feng Yi's shoulder, and said half-jokingly: "Why don't you just leave Chaoyue alone."

"You want to die?" Feng Yi turned his head and looked at Qi Xia, his dark eyes seemed to be facing an abyss, without any warmth or waves, and his piercing eyes seemed to be facing the pond.

"Forget it, I didn't say it when I was my son." Qi Xia was so frightened by his appearance that he knew it was a big joke, so he didn't say any more.

But it was the first time he saw him like this.

It's interesting...

Feng Yi didn't respond, and took Qi Xia to Fengxi Pavilion, after all, important matters had not been discussed yet.

When Gu Xing woke up, it was already dark, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

"38, my back hurts." Gu Qing said weakly, with a dull pain in his waist.

[Sorry, I don't have a waist. ] "..." Gu Qing pursed his mouth in boredom, turned over and lay down on the bed, which made him feel much more comfortable.

He touched his butt in distress, and scolded Feng Yi from beginning to end in his heart.

He now feels that Feng Yi is not Teddy, after all, even saying he is Teddy underestimates him.

[Host, you obviously enjoy it, why do you still blame the hero. ]438 said contemptuously.

"..." If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb.

Just as Lu Qing was about to teach 438 a lesson, the door suddenly opened.

Feng Yi pushed the door open and walked to the bed, lifted the gauze curtain, and slammed into Lu Qing's wet eyes at a glance.

Those eyes were hazy after waking up, wet, as cute as a newborn cub.

Feng Yi felt that he was going to be tough again...

"My lord?" Seeing that he was not moving, Gu Qing called out.

Only then did Feng Yi nod, and sat next to him. Seeing him lying on his stomach, he thought that he had used too much force, causing him to be injured.

He frowned angrily, and raised his hand to touch Gu Qing's butt.

Gu Qing was taken aback.

He stared blankly at Feng Yi, feeling terrified in his heart, his body stiffened, not daring to move.

Feng Yi finished his inspection with a worried expression on his face.

There's some swelling there...

Thinking of Feng Yi taking out the medicine he brought from Song Yun, he lifted the quilt to give Gu Qing the medicine.

"My lord, what are you doing!" Lu Qing hurriedly held his hand, his eyes shining with fear.

"Apply the medicine." Fearing that he would move around, Feng Yi pulled off his belt and tied Lu Qing's hands.

Now Gu Qing is even more afraid? !

He's blind-eyed, isn't he!

Do you want to bundle/tie play?Do you want to be so ruthless?

Lu Qing was about to cry but had no tears, and slightly parted his red lips, showing a loveless expression.

He looked at Feng Yi's hand helplessly, and when he felt the cool touch on his buttocks, he closed his eyes in fright.

The expected pain did not come, replaced by a coolness, he opened his eyes and looked sideways.

I saw Feng Yi poured out a trace of white liquid medicine from the medicine bottle, and applied it there.

Feng Yi applied the good medicine, covered Gu Qing with the quilt, and then looked at him. Seeing him in a daze, Feng Yi raised his hand and tapped the tip of his nose, "What are you thinking? You're so preoccupied."

Feng Yi put the medicine under the pillow, noticed the wound on Gu Qing's shoulder with his eyes, felt pain in his heart, raised his hand to cover the scar, and said softly, "Are you hungry? I'm going to cook you some porridge ?”

Gu Qing nodded, "Okay."

After Feng Yi left, Gu Qing breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately...

Luckily didn't do it again.

Otherwise, he really wouldn't have to get out of bed for a month.