Iceberg beauty lifts her head

The inner clothes and outer clothes worn yesterday, as well as the inner pants and socks.

Not only was it very clean after being washed by starch, but also a faint fragrance wafted out, as if it had been specially smoked with an incense burner.

Grabbing his own clothes, most of the indifferent breath on Yao Qiyun's face dissipated suddenly. After hesitating for a moment, he felt a hot air quietly rising from his forehead, and even the tips of his ears were slightly red.

Letting others wash and wash oneself is really... an embarrassing thing.

"You spend the night with me, I will do what the landlord wants, don't be too extravagant!"

Seeing Yao Qiyun's embarrassed look, Feng Chengyu pretended to be generous, and waved his hands very generously, with a serious face.

But in his heart he was overjoyed, he was so shy just because of taking a bath, if he knew his extravagant debauchery two nights ago, wouldn't he be so ashamed that he couldn't see anyone!

"I……"

I really want to know what other rude things I did last night, but I can't recall it at all. Yao Qiyun couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, but quickly tried to put on a calm look, but his cheeks were already blush.

Feng Chengyu still had a serious expression on his face. He flipped through a few pages of the book and made some notes with a Chinese ink pen.

It looks as deep as the sea on the outside, but the heart is full of joy.

Yao Qiyun is blushing?

This person who was treated by himself several times last night and who was as cold as a piece of ice after waking up, actually blushed?

Hahaha!

He almost couldn't hold back, wishing he could beat the table and laugh out loud!

Can't help teasing how thin this young man's face can be, so he purposely raised his head to glance at his gauze dress which was thin and see-through and still crooked:

"Qiyun, don't you think I'm taking advantage of you by lending you this dress?"

Yao Qiyun hesitated to speak for a while, then shook his head slightly, not thinking of anything bad, but subconsciously tugged at his skirt.

Feng Chengyu saw that the clothes that had just been pulled up were sliding down again, and suddenly lowered his head, showing a hurt look on his face: "Most of my pajamas are made of such smooth fabric, I still feel sorry for you..."

Hearing that the voice was faintly depressed, Yao Qiyun frowned lightly, although he felt that something was wrong, but after all, others were out of kindness: "Yesterday, I caused you trouble."

Didn't hear him squeak, but looked up and saw that he had a rare look of regret for doing something wrong, Yao Qiyun thought for a while, and then seriously said two words: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome, as long as you don't mind..."

Pretending to breathe a sigh of relief, Feng Chengyu put down his pen as if relieved from a heavy burden, but he was carefully weighing this thank you, and sighed secretly.

He was the one who was eaten up and wiped clean, and there was not even a scum left, but he thanked himself for the first time. I really don't know how he would feel if something happened to him?

Seeing that he was no longer entangled with the clothes, Yao Qiyun also pursed his lips and kept quiet, suppressing his full of doubts, he still took the clothes and went behind the screen to change them.

A touch of light gauze set off his slender figure like bamboo. Although he was dressed in a bright red color, it did not diminish his air of aura.

Feng Chengyu moved his Adam's apple up and down a few times, seeing his passing figure, his eyes unconsciously became deep and gloomy.

Everything that happened last night was purely lust? It was not in my expectation, but after experiencing the different style of this young man, it was an unexpected harvest.

The so-called romantic self has had countless romantic encounters in half her life.It is clear that there will be more to ask from him, and the two of them still have a lot of time to grind slowly.

Feng Chengyu lightly picked up the pen, and drew lines on the back of the paper, relieving the anger that was gradually rising.

At this time, Yao Qiyun had already tied up her girdle, and stepped out from behind the screen in a white shirt.I saw Feng Chengyu was drawing a picture, his slender and seductive peach blossom eyes were drooping, and occasionally a delicate soft light could be seen from the gap between the eyelashes.

The painting is not yet finished, only a man in a snow-colored long coat can be vaguely discerned, standing in a deep alley, looking up at the sky and looking at the moon.

Feng Chengyu was concentrating on painting, but it was inevitable that someone beside him would be distracted.He glanced at Yao Qiyun from the corner of his eye, but saw that he didn't pay much attention to the content in the painting, he just walked past his desk.

The last few strokes of copying were halfway through, and then came to an abrupt end.

After the dryness in his heart subsided, a sour bubble popped out, which made him quite unhappy.

Although Yao Qiyun didn't know that they had just experienced a love affair, but he could remember every detail clearly.

When the water and milk blended, the two obviously enjoyed it very much, but when they woke up, they suddenly felt a strong sense of distance again, which was really unacceptable for a while.

Because he doesn't like to chat with others, and Feng Chengyu only likes to mess with some store items such as wine, meat, tea and food when riding in a carriage together, and always chatters about trivial things about his parents, Yao Qiyun directly ignores him as usual, and wants to push him away Opening the door and leaving the dormitory, this kind of straightforwardness that didn't even bother to say hello made Feng Chengyu so aggrieved that he almost petrified on the spot.

"Wait! I have something to tell you."

Did he really leave like this again?I don't believe in this evil anymore.

Yao Qiyun paused when he removed the door bolt, and turned his head to wait for his next words.

"Cough..." Feng Chengyu coughed a few times, and said, "Come here first, and I'll tell you later."

Seeing that he didn't move—"I've been studying a secret of Jianghu almost all night...you will be very interested."

Nagging!

Putting the door bolt back on, Yao Qiyun snorted softly, knelt and sat opposite Feng Chengyu's desk, and restrained his reticent temper: "What's the matter?"

"Qiyun, I'm much older than you, do you know?"

"Hmm." The question was confused.

Not wanting to spark some sparks, and trying not to arouse his suspicion, Feng Chengyu carefully considered his words: "It's like this - although you and I have known each other not long ago, the fate is not shallow. From now on, you can treat me as a Brother Yi, if you feel uncomfortable in any part of your body, just tell me, okay?"

The two slender eyebrows raised slightly, Yao Qiyun didn't understand what he would say, after a while, he still agreed: "Okay."

"So--"

Slowly crossing his fingers and supporting his chin, Feng Chengyu tried to persuade: "Brother Qi Yun, what do you want to call my elder brother?"

After finishing speaking, the peach blossom eyes that were always slightly curved flickered, and the smiling eyes were full of anticipation, looking forward to saying the three words that made his heart throbbing last night when he was awake again.

He couldn't figure out how this had anything to do with the secrets of the rivers and lakes he said. They were completely irrelevant. Moreover, this kind of "exploration" had no practical significance. Yao Qiyun just read his name casually, with a tone of voice Perfunctory meaning:

"Feng Chengyu."

Three words, without even thinking, blurted out.

Disappointment came too fast, before Feng Chengyu could put away his eyes full of smiles, the corners of his mouth puckered first.

There is an inexplicable sense of joy in the absurd face that wants to cry or not, laugh or not.

Perhaps because of his unusually sad appearance, Yao Qiyun could not bear it, stared at Feng Chengyu, thought for a while, and then managed to hold back a few words: "Little Feng? Feng Hong?"

Feng Chengyu rubbed his forehead.

This is the almost similar address he used when he blindly guessed his name. Feng Chengyu should accept it, but Yao Qiyun didn't get a response for a long time, so he couldn't help raising his voice: "You choose one."

Knowing that he was running out of patience, Feng Chengyu's temples were throbbing: "I, I do whatever I want... Call me however you like."

But he still didn't give up: "Do you have any discomfort now? For example, back pain, legs and feet are weak, somewhere...cough...burning pain?"

These words were thoughtless, but seeing that his expression was serious, Yao Qiyun still felt his body, and shook his head after careful confirmation:

"No."

16. Chapter 16

"It's fine without..." Feng Chengyu leaned over his desk and sighed, so weak that he seemed to vomit blood, "You're recovering too quickly."

"what?"

Opening his eyelids and just meeting his inquiring gaze, Feng Chengyu avoided his gaze and decided to keep him in the dark: "I saw you passed out drunk yesterday, and I was worried that you would wake up with a hangover and feel uncomfortable. I worry too much..."

He really knows that it is unrealistic for Yao Qiyun to blush and act like a baby in his arms after going to the fish and water together, like those ladies in the boudoir.

He was lucky that he didn't lose his temper for a moment, and just slapped himself to death, that's why he smoked some secret anthers that blinded his short-term memory afterwards, and wiped away the numerous marks he had left on his body.

Although these traces can be removed, the body cannot be changed after waking up into a weak state.

But it should be said that the body of the martial arts practitioner is very strong, or that Yao Qiyun is too nervous. I worked hard on him for several hours, but after he took a nap, he didn't even feel the slightest...

I originally planned to wait for him to notice that there were faint pains everywhere in his body, so he complained shyly when he was really uncomfortable.

In this way, I can massage and massage for him in a logical way, and tell him what he is very proactive about himself, so that he can gradually face this hard-to-speak fact.

However, reality is far from fantasy.At this moment, Yao Qiyun was sitting right across from him, almost as good as he could be, how could there be such a soft and cute look that needed to be comforted?

If he heard that he praised himself for his good looks yesterday, sucked his fingers, and called himself brother Feng, he would definitely die and wouldn't believe it!

The difference is simple!The sense of gap is too great!So frustrating!

Feng Chengyu had never suffered such a huge blow in his life. Feng Chengyu covered his heart and patted his chest on the table, beating his chest and feet.

If he didn't understand him, he suddenly acted like a half-dead idiot. Yao Qiyun frowned subconsciously. It seems that he has nothing to do