Dou Po: I was followed by Xiao Yan after retiring the engagement

Chapter 340 It's All About Me Being Careless
In the past, he felt that that person was controlling him and restraining him, that he could do this or that, so he always resented the other party for suppressing him, but when he saw that Tong Ran's ability didn't need him to control him at all, he couldn't feel a little bit of satisfaction.

This kid is even more stubborn than him.

She is both his mirror and his opposite.

He is rebellious by nature, she is arrogant and rebellious, he is cold and ruthless, she is ruthless, he is stubborn and aggressive, she is stubborn and strong, they seem alike, but they don't seem to be the same.

He is amazingly talented, a perfect alchemist who cannot be built even if placed in the medicine clan with countless pills, and she is a unique alchemist, the only alchemist who can't be found in the entire continent with thousands of years of history.

He thinks that testing medicine with others is the price of exchange between heaven and earth, and following the more powerful talents is an eternal truth, but it is the same price for her to test medicine by herself, because of the treasure of heaven and earth, she is willing to change her name to a teacher, and with her. His cool nature is even more ordinary, but somehow, it made him feel depressed and irritable.

Obviously they seem to be the same kind of people, but they always feel that they are very different.

Especially when he saw Nalan Yanran hurting her and he wanted to become stronger, and when he felt dissatisfied and irritated at that moment, he vaguely seemed to understand something. Back then, he colluded with Mu Gu to practice the talent-consuming alchemy technique At that time, was that person in the same mood?

Is it also because he doesn't want to see him who has been carefully raised suddenly lose everything one day, and is afraid that he will only have a corpse left?
Can……

Han Feng clenched his fists, this is his choice.

He never thought of a stable life, and he never cared about the unknown dangers on his way of pursuing strength. What he wanted, whether it was to sacrifice his own life or destroy everything of the other party, was just the price of becoming stronger.

As for feelings?

After all, it was just a stepping stone, he was a cold person, heh, how could he take it seriously.

A sneer of disdain poured out from the corner of his lips. The man shook his sleeves and walked towards the alchemy room again. When his slender fingers gently closed the door, his eyes drooped slightly, and his fingertips unconsciously moved slightly. tighten up.

her injury...

She must have the elixir herself, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

Han Feng closed the door and left. In the medicine refining room, the black-robed girl looked at the arm that was gradually repairing and healed.

……

In the middle of the night, the candlelight swayed slightly, leaving mottled light and shadow on the wall.

The man who had already fallen asleep on the bed tossed and turned, his evilly long eyebrows raised like mountain peaks, as if he had had some nightmare. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes like a dream, and there was only a strong irritability and anger in his gloomy eyes. boring.

Damn, dreaming about that man again.

I thought I would never dream of him again.

Feeling quite disturbed, the man got up and got out of bed, his slender fingertips gently pressed his aching temples, he paced out of the inner room, when his eyes fell on the next room, the fingers rubbing his acupuncture points paused slightly.

After a moment of hesitation, the man lifted his foot and walked in.

The "boy" was lying on the bed right now, sleeping soundly, with his sleeping posture stretched all over the place, just like "him" who usually escaped. Han Feng couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he saw it, and his face was full of disgust.

He stepped forward and grabbed the quilt that was wrapped around the boy's body, and was about to cover him properly, when he suddenly realized that the boy was thinner than he thought, and the legs exposed outside the black robe were much thinner than ordinary men. look at that foot...

Han Feng:! ! !
You damn child, it’s fine to go to bed without taking off your coat, but why don’t you take off your shoes?
Frowning, he leaned over to the end of the bed, and finally pulled off the boy's boots. Han Feng looked at the little feet wrapped in socks. They were really as small as a woman. He even began to doubt the boy's real age. Not yet 15 years old?
After all, "he" is short and thin...it doesn't look like a 19-year-old boy should have a physique.

"Maybe it's because it doesn't work..." Han Feng couldn't help showing a bit of sympathy on his face, and covered the black-robed girl with the quilt. He sat by the bed and looked at the mask that the other party refused to take off even when he was sleeping. In a daze, after a long while, he suddenly remembered something, the dark green pupils drooped slightly, and he raised his hand to roll up the sleeve of the girl's left arm.

There is no scar left on the fair skin, as if it has never been injured. Who would have thought that a few hours ago, this place was still a mess of blood and flesh?
The man lowered his eyes and pinched her somewhat delicate wrist. During the day, he didn't realize that her arm was swollen, but now he realized that her arm was a bit too slender.

"I think you're always using yourself to test medicines, and that's why you've got problems."

Every time he thinks of her decisive action of cutting her flesh during the day, Han Feng's mood becomes more and more unhappy. It is not so much distressed as it is a kind of powerlessness to her uncontrollable character.

Back then, he was well-behaved and sensible in front of that person, and only did dark things behind his back, but she was lucky enough to do everything openly, so he didn't care about it, and he didn't care about it, which made him exhausted.

"It's really troublesome." Han Feng whispered again in disgust. Seeing the child start kicking the quilt dishonestly again, a smirk suddenly curled up on the corner of his lips, and he raised his hand to wrap the girl twice with the quilt, and then He took out the dark green brocade belt and tied her in the quilt so that she could no longer kick the quilt away.

"Puchi." Looking at the finished product, the man couldn't help being amused, and rolled her ruthlessly into the bed a few more times, then he lifted his feet into the bed leisurely, yawned lazily, and put his head on the pillow. fell asleep.

Nalan Yanran who was woken up: ...

This little dog, why don't you sleep in the middle of the night?Play with her?

After finally pulling her hand out, she took great pains to untie the knotted brocade, and glanced back at the sleeping man, just as she was about to kick him down, she suddenly changed her mind.

"Actually, it's not your fault, it's all because I'm too narrow-minded." The girl was clearly speaking ill of herself, but her face was full of innocence. After laughing a few times, he peeled off Han Feng's thin lips and stuffed them in.

Immediately, the girl raised her cheeks and looked at the other's swollen...

……

A night without dreams.

The man who woke up looked at the top of the bed in a daze, his dark green and deep evil phoenix eyes flashed a little misty, as if he had sensed something, he slowly inserted his slender fingers into his hair, and murmured, "Why are you sleeping next to this kid? Won't you have nightmares?"

Standing up and sitting, the man's arm was resting on his bent left leg, his five fingers were slowly combing down his hair, but he didn't leave the end of his hair when he was in a familiar position. He was slightly taken aback, feeling that his hair seemed to be It grew a lot overnight.

And soon, he felt a chill in his half-open chest, as if there were two extra objects.

Look down.

Han Feng: ...

Han Feng:! ! !
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Uh, today is a bit too empty, so I can only update it one more time.

(End of this chapter)