tired spring return

Knowing that the body is always in love, I look at the sound of the river head.

--Tang Li Shangyin "Twilight Autumn Tour of Qujiang"

The mist surged, and the sound of water splashed, but it couldn't cover the crisp laughter.

Cheng Xiaojiu and Feng Chun rowed a narrow bamboo raft, one at the head and the other at the rear, while Pei Minzhi rowed by himself.

The long bamboo poles propped up ripples on the river, and the bamboo rafts swayed and galloped on the water.

Feng Chun worked hard to support the boat for a while, and then he was fascinated by the beauty in front of him.Bamboo rafts led them to wander quickly in the picturesque mountains and waters, surrounded by the sound of water and wind. Looking up from a distance, they saw colorful boats and clouds, stars and rivers and herons, and it was difficult to draw pictures.

He stopped slowly and stood at the stern of the boat, watching Pei Minzhi and Cheng Xiaozhuo fighting in front with red faces and splashes of water, and unconsciously smiling so much that he rolled his eyes.

Pei Min knew that Feng Chun was weak and didn't dare to let him play in the cold river for too long, but his interest was particularly high.

Under the afterglow, the rustling light flickered on his smooth skin, delicate eyebrows and eyes.A few strands of wet hair fell heavily on both sides of the elegant neck, as black as thick ink.Pei Minzhi looked up a little bit, but he couldn't move it any more.Those light and soft lips were just a touch more delicate and gorgeous than usual, which made Pei Minzhi's heart beat like a drum, as if he had accidentally bumped into the most beautiful color in the world.

After playing in the water for a while, when they returned to the bedroom at night, Feng Chun and Pei Min knew that both of them were wet and heavy, but they still couldn't stop their smiles.

As soon as the door was closed, Pei Minzhi couldn't wait to reach out to help Feng Chun take off the wet clothes soaked in cold water vapor as soon as possible.The cloth that had absorbed the river water was wet, slippery and transparent, sticking to Feng Chun's warm, porcelain-white skin.

Taking it off and off, Pei Min knew that his breathing was getting hotter and the movements of his hands gradually changed, so he suddenly pushed Feng Chun against the door panel behind him with force.

"Son!"

A few strands of messy black hair were wetly attached to Feng Chunying's cheeks, which set off those glass-like pupils, shining like stars.

There was a bit of surprise in the smile that hadn't had time to restrain himself, and he stared at himself in the dark, with a hint of tenderness and pity.

Pei Minzhi frowned, this time he didn't intend to let him go easily.

"Brother Xiaochuner?"

He deliberately lowered his voice to Feng Chun's left ear, tentatively calling his brother.The scorching breath aroused deeper tremors on Feng Chun's already wet and cool skin, causing him to suddenly lose strength all over his body, almost unable to move his fingers.

"elder brother?"

Pei Minzhi nodded lightly,

"Why didn't you go boating with me just now? You only cared about having a drink with him, and you only cared about being a good brother to him! Why don't you let me yell like that?"

Feng Chun tried to push him some distance away, and touched his chest with his fingertips,

"Young master is so grown up, how can you even eat children's jealousy?"

"Yeah, Xiao Chun'er, it was obviously you who asked me to be honest with myself. Now you can see that my real self is narrow-minded, likes to make trouble for no reason, and I can't help being jealous with a child.

what to do?It's too late for you to regret it now..."

Pei Minzhi leaned over again, oppressing Feng Chun's breathing.

"I do not regret!"

Feng Chun tried his best to stabilize his mind, and his clear eyes faced the aggressive Pei Minzhi without blinking.

"I just want to make you happy, son.

So, now, what can make you happy? "

Knowing this, Pei Min couldn't help but hugged him by the waist, and walked towards the bed.

"Why don't you do something special with me."

Pei Minzhi strode forward with Feng Chun in his arms, leaned over and kissed his forehead, the tip of his nose...

Feng Chun's white gown was pulled halfway, and it was dragged to the ground in a mess, leaving winding water marks on the ground.

The two of them were covered with icy-cold steam from head to toe, but their entangled exhalations became hotter and hotter.

The ends of Pei Minzhi's eyes were stained red by the turbulent heat, and he tried his best to remain gentle with the last bit of reason.

The clothes slipped off, and they hugged each other tightly and fell on the wide bamboo floor together.

The oil lamp by the bed was extinguished by the gust of wind blown by the two, Feng Chun's world suddenly fell into darkness, and the young master in front of him couldn't see clearly at once, and all the intoxication and beauty seemed to be shattered in an instant.

At this moment, he even suspected that he had had a long, long dream. When he woke up, he was still in the dark, and he was still the dirty and lowly little boy, who was restrained under the vague-faced men, enduring them. Nauseous heavy breathing!

He struggled in horror,

"no, do not want!"

"Xiao Chun'er? Xiao Chun'er?!"

Pei Minzhi noticed his strangeness, frowned, got up, and lit the oil lamp again.

"Xiao Chun'er, look at me, I'm a son!"

"Son..."

Pei Minzhi hugged him into his arms again, feeling extremely distressed, and could only stroke his back gently.

"Don't be afraid, it's me, it's me."

Feng Chun raised his pale face and stared at Pei Minzhi for a long while before finally relaxing the tense muscles all over his body, and buried his head in his arms.

Pei Minzhi pulled a quilt and wrapped them around the two of them and stopped moving. He just hugged him tightly and calmed down his still somewhat shortness of breath by himself.

After a while, Feng Chun poked his head out of his arms and asked with his lips:

"Master, I'm sorry, are you angry with me? Am I useless? Why am I so useless?"

Watching him explain nervously, his mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out.Pei Minzhi stretched out a finger and tapped on his soft lips,

"I'm a little angry, but I'm not angry with you. I'm angry with myself, angry at myself for insisting on forcing you like this..."

"My lord didn't force me to do anything!

It was because it was suddenly dark just now, and I was suddenly in a trance.

In fact, I also think about it...I want the young master, if it is the young master, I will not be afraid. "

"What did you say!?"

Pei Minzhi moved closer to his lips, afraid that she might see something wrong.

"The only thing I want is the young master. Only the young master, I am not afraid."

Pei Minzhi's pupils lit up again in an instant.That light is far better than the stars outside the window and the lights inside the house, guiding Feng Chun to deliver everything with confidence, to welcome the pain, to bear the joy...

Feng Chun felt in a trance that he was back on the bamboo raft above the clear river, bumping and shaking, surrounded by the gentle sound of wind, water, and the son's provocative breathing.

His son is so emotional.

This time he no longer worries about falling into the dark, drowning in the swamp,

A pair of affectionate and bright eyes guided him, a pair of powerful arms protected him, and countless intoxicating kisses swept him.

In the tireless kiss, the river water on the two of them dried up.The exposed skin was soon covered with sweat.

Feng Chun's heart was also full, everything about him was filled by Pei Minzhi.

He couldn't make a sound, his body softened into a puddle of water, and he could only respond to him with his eyes.He tried his best to look at Pei Minzhi, couldn't help but look at every drop of sweat falling from his temples, at his frowning brows, and his dark eyes sunk in deep love.Feng Chun's mind was clear, but his eyelids gradually became heavy and he couldn't open them.

Seeing that Feng Chun closed his eyes weakly, Pei Minzhi hastily and cautiously put his flag down.

Feng Chun raised his eyelids, touched his hand resting on the bamboo bed,

"My lord, I just rest for a while, just for a little while..."

Pei Minzhi kissed his forehead,

"Go to bed when you're tired, Xiaochun'er, it's okay, we will have a long life in the future."

Pei Minzhi stroked his sweaty back lightly, watched Feng Chun's red and swollen lips slightly open and close a few times, didn't know what to say, and soon fell asleep in his arms.

Pei Minzhi murmured in his ear:

"Xiao Chun'er, when I get home, I will find a way to heal your ears and your throat. Don't worry, no matter how slim the hope is, I will try."

After Feng Chun fell asleep, Pei Minzhi asked the master for hot water, so he scrubbed Feng Chun carefully and cleaned himself up.Only then did he get back on the bamboo bed, and fell asleep contentedly with Feng Chun in his arms.

The author says:

In response to the call, this chapter has been deleted and revised, and I hope it can be read by everyone!It's too difficult for me, please give me more encouragement.Please collect comments and starfish, thank you!