This Lord is Too Cruel

As she spoke, she raised her finger and pointed it on his waist, a sly smile turned up at the corner of her mouth, pressed his arm with both hands, and threw him under her.

A smile flashed across the calm and calm eyes, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "See if you dare not be obedient."

"Haha." Wufeng laughed loudly. The voice sounded a bit eager, a bit helpless, and a bit persecuting.

Outside the house, Xing Wuyun and Leng Qianye were standing on the snowy ground. Xing Wuyun picked up a piece of herbal medicine and played with it in his hands. He raised his eyes and glanced at Leng Qianye, "Are you happy these few days?"

Leng Qianye's beautiful and dusty face was just a faint smile, "It's okay."

"Really?" Xing Wuyun smiled casually, "Don't think I don't know what your plan is."

"What idea can I have?" Leng Qianye responded indifferently.

"Humph." Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, and then he heard the laughter coming from the room, showing a start, and then turned and walked towards the front of the room.

Seeing this, Leng Qianye followed forward and stood by the door. Xing Wuyun leaned slightly to his side, listening to the windless laughter in the room, raised his hand to his lips, and coughed a few times.

Feng Aotian heard the laughter of Xing Wuyun outside, and looked down at the windless and handsome face because he kept smiling, his face was stained with a faint blush, and the snow-white brocade robe is now even more refreshing. After a bit of brilliant glow, she couldn't help but lowered her head and kissed his lips, sucking lightly.

The fingertips glided across his waist, and with a light tap, the laughter stopped abruptly, turning into endless lingering.

Xing Wuyun heard that there was no laughter in the room, raised his eyes and glanced at Leng Qianye, "It seems to be reluctant to miss Shu."

Leng Qianye's cold jade-like eyes moved slightly, but he turned around and walked into the courtyard. The purple clothes were lightly raised. He stood with his hands holding his hands, raising his eyes to look at the clear sky in front of him.

Xing Wuyun was dressed in a goose-yellow brocade robe, a faint smile flashed across his handsome face, and then he walked to his side, "Are you jealous?"

Leng Qianye chuckled, "If I get jealous like this, then I would be jealous long ago."

Xing Wuyun laughed out loud, "Yes, but it's not a good feeling in my heart."

Leng Qianye only smiled, but took a deep breath.

Xing Wuyun didn't speak, then turned around, and sat in the toffee chair beside him, closed his eyes, listening to the wind, the blue silk blowing, but it was also a picture of a beautiful beauty.

Feng Aotian looked down at Wufeng with a smile, deeply inhaled the faint fragrance of medicine on his body, and then leaned in his arms, "You are getting more and more naughty."

No wind raised his arms and hugged her into his arms, "The easy things are easy to lose, and the rare things are hard to lose."

Feng Aotian gave a slight pause, "Huh."

Wufeng feels that it’s good to hug each other and talk to each other like this. He used to want too much, but he always loses it inadvertently. Now, he just wants her heart. Contentment.

The two stayed warm for a while, Feng Aotian tidied up his robes, sat up from his arms, and then said that he pulled up, and they got on the soft couch and left the house.

Leng Qianye turned around and saw that she had stepped out of the house and was walking forward.

Xing Wuyun was still sitting in the chair, letting the wind blow, she stepped forward, bent over, and looked straight at him, "Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

"You don't care anyway." Xing Wuyun said indifferently with his eyes still closed.

Feng Aotian pressed her hands on the armrest of the chair and slowly approached until she was close at hand. The corner of her mouth hooked, "Who said that?"

Xing Wuyun opened his eyes, "You just finished coaxing one, another one?"

Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, "Yes, now it's your turn."

"How does the emperor plan to coax his ministers?" Xing Wuyun lay lazily on the toffee chair, her peach eyes becoming more and more clear and charming, fascinating.

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, and it wasn't easy to coax you. As she said that, she approached and kissed his forehead, "It's done."

Xing Wuyun gave another meal and snorted coldly, "It turns out that the minister is so easy to send."

Feng Aotian smiled and straightened up, and then pulled him from the chair, Xing Wuyun rushed into her arms.

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him, then turned his eyes to look at Wufeng, "Master said something, don't worry too much."

"Good." Wufeng responded with a smile.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and glanced at Xing Wuyun, "Are you going with your master, or are you here?"

"What do you mean?" Xing Wuyun held Feng Aotian's hand tightly without letting go for a moment.

Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth, then took his hand and turned and left. Wu Feng just stood there, smiling.

Feng Aotian stepped forward and took Leng Qianye's hand, and the three of them left the courtyard.

Xing Wuyun leaned on Feng Aotian's shoulders and played a rogue. "The emperor, what did you do to Wufeng in the house just now?"

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at him, "No way."

"Humph." Xing Wuyun snorted again, "Just forget it."

Leng Qianye just walked with her without saying a word.

She turned her eyes to look at him, chuckled, and then looked at Xing Wuyun, "Back to the emperor's bedroom."

"Should we not go to the minister's palace for a break?" Xing Wuyun obviously did not intend to let Aotian go back.

Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, "Don't go."

"The answer is really straightforward." Xing Wuyun curled his mouth.

Feng Aotian let out a low laugh, "Master returns to the emperor's bedroom to do serious business."

"Isn't it serious to go to the minister's place?" Xing Wuyun continued to retort.

"Strong words." Feng Aotian stepped forward and rubbed his nose.

Xing Wuyun also felt that he was a little hypocritical now, and then took a deep breath, "Forget it, anyway, I am dependent on you today."

Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth, then looked at Leng Qianye, "How about you?"

"Where the emperor is going, the minister will go." Leng Qianye responded with a smile.

Feng Aotian looked at the two of them, and then slowly went to the Imperial Palace.

Grandpa Cat is looking forward to Feng Aotian's return. Seeing Xing Wuyun and Leng Qianye standing beside her, he suddenly became a little upset.

Feng Aotian saw Father Cat's thoughts and said with a smile, "Are you upset?"

"The minion dare not." The cat father replied with a grieved face with a pouting corner of his mouth.

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, then sat on the soft couch, Xing Wuyun hurriedly leaned over, and Leng Qianye sat aside.

Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, then looked at Mao Gongyi and glared at him. She couldn't help but smile, and then took Mao Gong into her arms, "Master is in the Imperial Palace today."

"The slave will prepare now." Father Cat listened, smiled and got up, and went to work.

Xing Wuyun looked at the fickle mood of Mr. Cat from the side, and tweeted twice, "I really am envious."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Xing Wuyun, "That is."

"It seems that I should go back." Xing Wuyun said, he was about to get up.

Feng Aotian laughed in a low voice, "When did you learn this?"

Xing Wuyun had a slight meal, then poured a cup of tea and took a sip, "I don't know."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, then looked at the meteor, "What are you looking at Master?"

Meteor supported his chin with his hands and smiled cutely, "Holy Lord, Meteor found that you are busier now than before."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Really?"

"Yeah." Meteor responded with a smile, "Think about it, you used to run out of the house, but now although you are in the palace, you are not idle, running to the palaces."

Listening to the meteor, Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Yes, so, the Lord is a hard life."

Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched, "That's because you are too greedy."

"Greedy?" Feng Aotian leaned sideways, pinching Xing Wuyun's arm, "Where is the Lord greedy?"

"How many people around you are waiting for you to come to Linxing?" Xing Wuyun continued, "How can the emperor not be busy?"

Feng Aotian chuckled, "That is, there is another sticky person."

Xing Wuyun went on to say, "Is the emperor talking about the minister? If the minister is clinging to others, how can he stay in the courtyard for the past few days and not come to you?"

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth ticked, "It seems that the Lord made a mistake?"

"That is, it's a bit hypocritical at best." Xing Wuyun replied truthfully.

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and his handsome face flashed with a deep smile, "You know yourself."

"That is." Xing Wuyun stared at Feng Aotian, and then said, "In these days, the emperor has thought of a countermeasure?"

"What countermeasure?" Feng Aotian gave a low laugh.

"How to deal with Xia Luoyan and the eight great families?" Xing Wuyun asked immediately.

"Do you have a way?" Feng Aotian asked with a smile.

"In this matter, the minister is waiting for the emperor's instructions." Xing Wuyun lifted Erlang's legs, and then lay on the soft couch, the minister just obeyed.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Are you letting it go?"

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Anyway, everything is in the emperor's calculations. The ministers just stay by your side and let you have no worries. That is the greatest help to you."

Xing Wuyun broke her intention to let them all return to the palace. She immediately lay on his side, staring at him blankly, without any emotion on her face.

Xing Wuyun allowed her to watch, and smiled and asked, "What do I do?"

"What you said is right." Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, "Only you are the only ones who stay safe and sound by your father's side. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, your father will go down."

Xing Wuyun chuckled, but it was a sneer, "Do you think we want this?"

Feng Aotian narrowed his eyes, "Master knows how you think, but there are some things that you don't know are better than what you know. What's more, those things are still unknown to you."

Listening to Feng Aotian’s words, Xing Wuyun knew that there seemed to be a very important thing hidden in her heart. Moreover, this matter was related to their lives. He was as smart as him. How could he not guess it, but , He can leave it alone, but he doesn't want to let her carry it alone.

"Since the emperor knows our minds, he should know that what we need is to be with you, not to let you go ahead, but we don't know anything, only to follow you foolishly and let you Protect it.” Mr. Mao came in with the cakes on the matter, Leng Qianye was also sitting aside, Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng had just returned from the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Xing Wuyun’s words undoubtedly spoke their hearts. At this moment, the whole hall fell into silence.

Feng Aotian got up from the soft couch and looked up at them, "You want to know?"

"En." Xing Wuyun nodded, "No matter what it is, the minister wants to bear it with you."

Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian, his eyes filled with determination, "What Wuyun said is what the minister wants to say."

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng looked at each other, and walked forward to her, "The emperor, the minister also wants to know."

"Master, tell me." Father Cat put down the tray, stood aside and said.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at them, then turned his eyes to look at the meteor, and then said, "Master won't say it."

After she said that, she got up, stepped out of the Imperial Palace, tapped her toes, and flew away.

Everyone was stunned in the emperor's bedroom, Meteor raised his eyes to look at them, then shook his head and sighed, then got on the soft bed to leave.

"Boy, what do you know?" Mr. Cat looked at the meteor and continued.

Meteor looked at Father Cat, "I can't say, because I leaked the secret, the dog has been harmed by me, if I say it again, you might all die."

Father Cat had another meal, and then remembered what Meteor said last time, "What did you say last time?"

Meteor shook his head and looked at them, "This matter, you will know when the time comes. What I said is that at that time, everything will be resolved. Your life is connected with the Holy Lord, as long as you protect To protect yourself is to protect the Holy Lord."

After he said, he walked out.

Father Cat was stunned in place, everyone was silent, until behind, Xing Wuyun suddenly burst into laughter, then got up from the soft couch and stepped out of the imperial palace.

Leng Qianye also got up and left without a word.

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng turned into the study quietly. Father Cat looked at the suddenly quiet hall in front of him, sighed faintly, and continued to work.

Feng Aotian left the palace and came into the valley without knowing it. She was still standing under the cherry tree, looking at the mound on the side, and then said, "Why am I here again?"

She squatted in front of the mound, "Feng Aoyun, did you say I was too aggressive, did you hurt their hearts?"

"I just didn't want them to be hurt, or I still don't know how to love someone? How to love them?"

"I have been talking more and more nonsense recently."

She was talking to herself and couldn't help laughing.

Meteor followed Feng Aotian, tiptoed to her side, and then squatted in front of her, "Holy Lord, did you feel something?"

"Little devil, what do you know?" Feng Aotian asked with a smile.

"About that cinnabar mole? Or is it about Phoenix crying blood?" Meteor couldn't help asking.

"Do you also know about cinnabar moles?" Feng Aotian gave a low laugh.

"En." Meteor nodded, "It's just that Meteor doesn't know what the cinnabar mole has to do with you."

Feng Aotian said with a smile, "You don't know the best."

The meteor watery eyes just stared at her, "Holy Lord, you really like to carry it hard."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "I just want everyone to have a good time."

"What if something really happens then?" Meteor couldn't help but worry.

"That is the will of heaven." Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked into the distance, then said.

Meteor pondered for a moment, then said, "Where is Gong Yimin?"

Feng Aotian paused slightly, "I and him are going to have a break, but it's not the time yet."

Meteor continued, "However, Meteor always finds him strange and mysterious."

"He is like this from beginning to end, and he can never be seen through." Feng Aotian whispered, "He has been like this from the moment I knew him."

Meteor whispered, "Meteor understands."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and touched the hair of the meteor, "After the dog wakes up, you can take the dog back to the altar."

"No, Meteor must be by the side of the Holy Lord." Meteor shook his head, looking at Feng Aotian and said.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Are you not listening to what the Lord said?"

Meteor lowered his head and whispered, "No matter what the Lord does to the meteor, the meteor will not leave."

Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes were cold, and then he got up, "Okay, go back."

"En." Meteor slowly got up, looked up at Feng Aotian, and then stepped forward and pulled her sleeves, "Holy Lord can't drop Meteor."

Feng Aotian looked down at him, "Little devil head."

Bend down and hugged him into his arms, and walked out of the valley.

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Meteor leaned against Feng Aotian's arms, with a faint smile on his mouth, raised his eyes and looked at the mountain, as if thinking of something, a pair of dark eyes flashed with sadness.

After Feng Aotian returned to the palace with the meteor, in the emperor's bedroom, Mr. Mao was left, and Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng had just left.

Feng Aotian put down the meteor, and the cat father stood up and greeted her, "Is the master running out?"

Feng Aotian looked at him and didn't ask her about the talent, but cared about whether she was hungry. She warmed her heart, and then embraced him in her arms. No matter how much the price was paid, she would not let them have Any mistakes, absolutely not.

Father Cat gently hugged Feng Aotian into his arms, and said softly, "What's wrong with the master?"

Feng Aotian just hugged him tightly, without saying a word.

Meteor watched, sighed involuntarily, and then left silently to the courtyard.

When the meteor reached the courtyard, he saw Xing Wuyun sitting in the courtyard, holding a hip flask in his hand, and pouring his head up desperately.

Wufeng calmly took the medicine on the side, saw the meteor coming, and then said, "Is he irritated?"

"En." Meteor nodded, "The Holy Lord won't tell him."

Wufeng paused slightly, then turned to look at Xing Wuyun, "Let him be quiet for a while."

Meteor nodded, then stepped forward, grabbed the wine bottle in Wufeng's hand, raised his head and took a sip, then put it back into Xing Wuyun's arms, "You continue."

Xing Wuyun glanced at the shooting star sideways, smiling very freely, "Where did she go?"

Meteor looked at him, "Go to the valley."

"Go to see Feng Aoyun?" Xing Wuyun continued.

"En." Meteor nodded.

"In her heart, our weight will never be better than him." Xing Wuyun could not help but sneered, then looked up and took another sip.

Meteor raised his eyes and looked at him, "No, the Holy Lord, she..."

"What?" Xing Wuyun looked at the meteor and then asked.

Meteor told Xing Wuyun what Feng Aotian said to Feng Aoyun in the valley.

Xing Wuyun lay on the toffee chair for a long time, "It seems that I don't understand her heart."

Wufeng turned his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun. He knew Xing Wuyun's pain and struggle, and he knew why he was like this.

Xing Wuyun couldn't help laughing loudly, his laughter echoed in the courtyard. I don't know how long he stopped the laughter slowly, then got up, and left the courtyard quickly.

"Why did he run?" Meteor could not help asking when Xing Wuyun hurried away.

"I figured it out." Wufeng replied with a smile.

Meteor nodded slightly, "He really is..."

No wind turned his eyes to look at the meteor, "What are you here for?"

"I was thinking about asking you for a drink." Meteor sat on the toffee chair where Xing Wuyun was lying, took the wine glass that Xing Wuyun had put down, and took a sip with his head up.

"What's wrong with you?" Wufeng asked with a smile.

"It's just in a bad mood." Meteor sighed leisurely while holding the hip flask, turning his eyes to look at the windlessness, "Don't you have a bad mood?"

No wind couldn't help but smiled, "Then you can relieve your sorrows by drinking."

"Well, let me be alone." Meteor waved at No Wind.

Wufeng smiled indifferently, got up, stepped into the house, and then took out a blanket to cover Meteor's body, "Don't freeze."

Meteor looked at the windless, and then said, "If one day, the Holy Lord asked you to leave and don't stay by her side, what would you do?"

"It depends on what?" Wufeng said with his back to him after a slight pause.

Meteor raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "Maybe this difference is forever?"

"Then I will never leave when I die." Wufeng chuckled, "Rather than leaving in pain, it is better to die together happily."

Meteor clicked the corner of his mouth and said, "Yeah, I like to hear that."

No wind turned his eyes and took a deep look at the meteor. Could something big happen?

Xing Wuyun flew into the emperor's bedroom, rushed in, and saw Feng Aotian holding Father Mao, standing in the hall.

He didn't care, he pulled Feng Aotian from the arms of Father Cat, and then rushed out of the imperial palace with her.

Father Cat looked at Xing Wuyun like this and wanted to follow it out, but then he thought about it again, and then the corner of his mouth curled, "It's not gentle."

Feng Aotian has never seen Xing Wuyun like this before, her hand was so hurt by him, he kept a cold face, but just dragged her forward, not knowing how long he walked, until after he reached his palace , He suddenly turned around and took Feng Aotian into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lips, the fragrance of wine was still mixed between his lips and teeth, with a touch of domineering and intoxication.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at his handsome face, gave a low laugh, and put a circle around his waist to deepen the kiss.

I don’t know how long it took. The two of them had fallen on the bed. He bullied himself up, entangled between his lips and teeth. The clothes on her body had been torn apart by him and scattered on both sides. Her skin was as bright as jade. He just vented himself. The love for her in my heart, the anger toward her...

Feng Aotian allowed him to do this. She knew what he was doing now. She understood what his pain was. She knew even better. He only loved her too deeply and deeply.

The temperature in the room rose sharply, and there was an ambiguous breath that made people intoxicated.

They are lingering and indulging. Only in this way can he realize the unforgettable love and feel that she is by his side, staying with him forever, and never leaving.

After several rounds, until the night was heavy, the breath in the bedroom became more and more lingering.

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, closed her eyes, that jade-like skin was covered with hickeys, and she was just leaning against him softly now.

Xing Wuyun stroked her face lightly, over and over again, never enough to see the Buddha...

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, and his arms held her tightly. At this moment, his heart was filled.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Now I'm feeding you full."

Xing Wuyun whispered, "If you want to feed your ministers, it will never be enough."

Feng Aotian rolled his eyes and looked up at the top of the sky, "Wait, let the master take a break."

Xing Wuyun was reluctant, and continued to ignite her body, whispering, "The emperor rests and the minister comes by himself."

Feng Aotian turned over, pressed him under her body, looked down at his beautiful face, those peach eyes became more and more fascinating, she whispered, "What are you here, I will take a break."

Xing Wuyun's hands wandered on her smooth back, "I can still rest like this?"

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, then pulled the Jinbei over each other's body, and said coldly, "If you dare to move again, the Lord will destroy you."

Xing Wuyun felt that this was the most tormenting thing, so he let her use her as a pad without moving, she closed her eyes, leaned against him, and fell asleep slowly.

But Xing Wuyun was panting, and if this continues, he will definitely be driven mad.

I don't know how long it has passed, Xing Wuyun feels that every moment is very difficult. After all, he can't help it. He turned over and pressed on her body and looked down at her.

Feng Aotian squinted his eyes, a touch of evil charm appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his hands hooked his neck, "Lord, I want to see who is good."

Xing Wuyun was already ready to go, then he lowered his eyes and buried his head between her neck, biting her snow-white neck...

Feng Aotian let out a low laugh, thinking that he would not let it go, she didn't believe it, she could really defeat her.

After a lingering affliction all night until dawn, Xing Wuyun took a deep breath, then leaned in her arms, raised his eyes and looked at her, with a satisfied smile on his mouth.

Feng Aotian looked down at him, and now she was aching all over, and she had no strength for half, she could only move slightly, and she pulled the brocade up and covered them, closed her eyes, and fell asleep deeply.

This sleep was one day. When she woke up, the sky was already dark, and she looked up and saw that she had changed into a clean uniform.

Xing Wuyun hugged her and lay on the bed. She leaned on her side, thinking she would feel sore all over, but there was no pain. She paused slightly and looked down at him, "Did you change it for the master?"

"En." Xing Wuyun gently hugged her, "The minister deliberately learned from Wufeng."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "You are really getting smarter."

Xing Wuyun watched her sleep all night, distressed, "It is the minister who is too insatiable."

Feng Aotian hooked his neck with both hands, "Is my heart happy now?"

Listening to her words, Xing Wuyun suddenly hugged her tightly into his arms, "You will make the minister more and more sad."

Feng Aotian had another meal, "How can I be sad? Isn't it happy? Isn't it moved?"

Xing Wuyun just hugged her like this, "It's sad, sad thinking about being nice to you, but forgetting how you feel."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Master is hungry."

Xing Wuyun let go of her, "The minister will come here to bring food."

"No, go and walk," Feng Aotian responded with a smile.

Xing Wuyun got off the bed first, took her into his arms, turned around and walked to the table, Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, "Master wants to eat this."

Xing Wuyun looked down at the dish, then took the dish and fed her personally.

Feng Aotian smiled and opened his mouth, and there was a touch of warmth in the bedroom. After eating, Feng Aotian stepped out of the bedroom after he was dressed.

Xing Wuyun followed her, "The emperor just left?"

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at him, "Are you going back with the master?"

"No." Xing Wuyun said with a smile, "If the minister returns, he will probably be killed by the cat."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Are you still afraid of Father Cat?"

"It's still a bit." Xing Wuyun said with a smile, and then took her into his arms, "However, the minister sent the emperor back."

Feng Aotian nodded, leaning against his arms, and the two moved forward.

Passing by Wei Zimo's palace, Feng Aotian stopped, watching the lights in the palace, her phoenix eyes flashed a faint light, and then said, "Master, go and see him."

"Okay." Xing Wuyun let go of Feng Aotian, "The official has gone back."

Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, smiled and said, "Are you full now?"

Xing Wuyun chuckled and smiled romantically, "No, it's just temporary."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "I have a great appetite."

Xing Wuyun curled his lips and smiled, then turned and left.

Feng Aotian looked at his stubborn figure, smiled faintly, and stepped into Wei Zimo's bedroom. Sure enough, hearing Feng Yu heard her entering, he quickly bowed and saluted.

She stepped into the bedroom, and saw Wei Zimo sitting next to the book table busy, and since that day, he has never looked for her again.

Feng Aotian walked up to him, slowly sat in his arms, leaning against him, "Is it all done?"

Wei Zimo put down his Zhubi and naturally embraced Feng Aotian in his arms, "Are you willing to see me?"

Feng Aotian listened to his words, his mouth twitched, "What do you mean?"

Wei Zimo naturally knew that she had just returned from Xing Wuyun, but just glanced at her, and then walked to the soft couch in the hall with her, he was still wearing a red veil, and the cinnabar mole between his brows was still there. So bright and moving.

She raised her eyes to look at him, these days, he has been busy, maybe, many times, he has been restraining.

He placed her carefully on the soft couch, covered her with the blanket, looked down at her, "Tired?"

"It's okay." Feng Aotian responded with a smile, suddenly feeling that this is not troublesome, and Wei Zimo, who is not scornful, is a bit strange.

Wei Zimo lowered his eyes to look at her, his cold eyes gleaming with soft light, "Then chat with me."

"Good." Feng Aotian responded with a smile, slandering in his heart.

Wei Zimo looked down at her, "How long have you not been here?"

Feng Aotian was silent for a moment, but only replied, "Some days have passed."

"Really?" Wei Zimo then took the account book on the side, and it clearly remembered how many days she had not come, and then, who was she with these days, and more importantly, owed him How much meat is.

"Cough cough." Feng Aotian couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth after watching.

"En." Wei Zimo continued, "I will add interest."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "You really know how to calculate."

"That is." Wei Zimo looked at Feng Aotian, "when do you plan to try it back?"

Feng Aotian pondered for a moment, "I can't do this today."

"From tomorrow, then." Wei Zimo continued, "First draw."

Feng Aotian is holding the forehead and looking at the sky again, "She didn't lift a rock and hit her own foot, she dug a hole by herself, and it was still a bottomless pit."

Wei Zimo still looked cold, staring at Feng Aotian, "Painted."

Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth, "Okay."

Then he picked up a stroke and looked at him, "No wonder you have been calm these days, because you are waiting for the Lord here."

"You know it." Wei Zimo said and looked at Feng Aotian, "You don't know how to exercise restraint."

Feng Aotian was startled again, "Master is already very restrained."

"Really?" Wei Zimo twitched the corner of his mouth. "If you are restrained, then the blue and purple marks on this neck are still so deep?"

Feng Aotian quickly raised his eyes and looked at him, "Master is tired."

Wei Zimo knew that she was turning the subject off, but he said reluctantly, "Am I wrong?"

"Master is gone." Feng Aotian said and left from his arms, turning around to leave.

"Let's go." Wei Zimo did not stop.

Feng Aotian took a pause and turned his eyes to look at him, "You are now confident."

Wei Zimo raised his eyebrows, and then added a sum to the account book, "Anyway, I owe the meat tonight."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, then stepped forward, and stood in front of him, "Is your master pinched by you?"

Wei Zimo handed the account book in front of her unhurriedly, "Draw it."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and threw the account book aside, approached him, and drew his jaw, "Master is not angry, you are really a sick cat."

Wei Zimo raised her hand to her waist, took her into her arms, and then put her chin into her neck, "Who makes you never come? Who makes you forget me these days?"

Feng Aotian listened to his softening tone, and Shi Cai's anger disappeared, just leaning in his arms, "I knew you would be like this."

Wei Zimo closed his eyes, sucking in the unique fragrance on her body, "Don't come here in the future, don't come here for so long."

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