Pride falls

"Eat slowly," Mu Feng raised his face to look at the little ancestor in front of him, "How does your senior's noodles taste?"

"It's not bad," Akino said after drinking the last sip of hot soup, eyebrows and eyes curved, "it's a little better than the average level."

Smelly child, hard mouthed.

Mu Feng didn't care about him, and handed over a tissue: "Ancestor, wipe it for you."

Amused by him, Akino went into the kitchen with an empty bowl.I don't usually have a chance, but today is the first time I entered.Seeing the dishes, chopsticks and seasonings in the kitchen, there are seven or eight ingredients in the corner, and there are a few empty wine bottles in the trash can, and asked casually:

"Senior often cook?"

"The main reason is that I can't get used to the cafeteria at the base, and my mouth is too sloppy." Mu Feng yawned in the living room, "Put the bowl in the pool, and I'll clean it together tomorrow morning."

Akino made a haha ​​on purpose: "I didn't expect senior to eat alone, and I usually watch you hook your shoulders together—"

Of course not alone.

Sometimes, Mu Feng really wanted to give him a punch, but it was spread that as a senior he was bullying the younger, that wouldn't ruin his reputation.

His heart is very soft.

"I owe you a beating, go to sleep and sleep on the sofa for me."

Fortunately, Akino was very understanding, knowing that he was really sleepy, so he lay down obediently.

Then Mu Feng took a pillow from the bed in the bedroom and threw it over: "It's for you."

Akino wondered: "Don't you need it? You are so kind to me."

... how to explain this.

Mu Feng was annoyed, and said: "As a spare."

close the door.At night, the smell in his room was clear and cold, tainted by Yan Qingshu's breath from last night.

They were in this room last night...

He quietly closed his eyes and let himself go. He was only wrapped in a pure white pajamas, and he could see his neck exposed outside.Affected by the heating in the room, her white face was still a little warm red.Hair loosened randomly.

Not long after lying down on his side, he was pulled into a familiar embrace.

Shuofeng and Qingxue's breath rushed up from behind, but with a raging purpose, Mu Feng didn't make a sound, knowing who was coming.

"I don't know when it started, I can't stop thinking about you."

Yan Qingshu pressed his chin against his neck, and murmured in his ear, his voice was very weak, no emotion could be heard.

"What about you?"

Feeling that the embrace tightened a bit, Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, and was forced to cling to his cold body.

Mu Feng frowned, the posture with his back turned was too passive for him.He couldn't see the other party's expression clearly, and was tightly held in his arms by the other party, like an easy prey.

He admitted that it was too much to do that suddenly last night.He seldom gets drunk, but he didn't expect the alcohol here to be so strong, completely different from the town of High Tower.

He remembered that when he saw Yan Qingshu, he had just finished a few bottles of wine, his heart was beating like crazy, and he said a lot of strange things indiscriminately.What's even worse is that he has no fragments.

Last night, under the blessing of night and spirits, those unsightly scenes reappeared in my mind like a video.

It wasn't until he was finally woken up by the water in the bathroom and Yan Qingshu hugged him to help him clean up that he barely regained his sanity.

I just feel like my whole body is falling apart.

In the dark night, Mu Feng touched the hand wrapped around his waist, sticking to the skin, inch by inch, and his movements suddenly stopped.While the other party was in a daze, she broke off his fingers wrapped around his waist.

Facing the other party's surprised eyes, Mu Feng hardened his heart, turned around and pushed him away forcefully, the feeling of irritability obviously gained the upper hand.

Letting go of his hand, he watched Yan Qingshu's soft eyes dim instantly, and the almost transparent green inside was as familiar as last night.

Mu Feng looked into his eyes and stepped back towards the bed, almost falling.

Pulled over by Yan Qingshu, he was forced to turn over and was crushed under the opponent.

"Yan Qingshu!" Mu Feng couldn't move, and cursed in a low voice, not wanting to disturb Qiu Ye outside, "Don't go too far, get out of here."

"Am I not being obvious enough?"

After all, with a slightly cool body temperature, Yan Qing sat up with a smile, stroked the center of his frowning brows, and then between his forehead, gently pushed aside the scattered black hair on his forehead, revealing a face with awe-inspiring sword aura. s face.

It looks like a sword that has been out of its sheath for a long time, but it is not as chic as usual.

"You don't hate it, I know."

Mu Feng's eyes were covered by the cold palm, and the voice at this moment made him extremely sensitive.

"Don't touch me."

"What you said last night was the truth, right? You treated me," Yan Qingshu felt his eyelashes tremble slightly, and thought of something interesting, "Dangtang vice president got drunk because of me, I like it very much."

Almost unable to take it anymore, Mu Feng turned his head: "Yan Qingshu, you are enough, enough is enough."

The opponent didn't move.

"I'll let you go."

In the darkness, softness suddenly covered the lips, and Yan Qingshu was kissing him seriously.

Like snowflakes falling on it, Mu Feng turned his face up, with hatred in his eyes, and even his eye sockets began to burn.

"Who pulled me into the room last night and started taking off my clothes, huh?"

"I cherish you very much," Yan Qingshu continued to press his jaw line to his neck with warm fingertips, "I don't want to hurt you, I hope you don't misunderstand."

As a result, Mu Feng fell into an embrace again, and the heat rose from the back of his neck, as if he was not allowed to break free.

After half a minute, the body temperature of the person behind him gradually warmed up, his breathing became even, and his hands clasped motionlessly in front of his waist.

In fact, if Mu Feng tried harder, he could break away from this hug.

But Mu Feng didn't speak, and closed his eyes resignedly.

It must be because I was too sleepy and limp all over, so I didn't have the desire to break free.

It must be like this.

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