withered prosperity

Yun Ji was silent for a long time, so long that Yan Hai felt that he might have said something wrong.

Maybe Yunji doesn't like others mentioning the Great Xiaoyao Jue, especially him, would Yunji feel that...

He thought about it, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Yun Ji had stood in front of him at some point.

He raised his head and was about to explain what he meant to Yun Ji.

But the next moment, he was kissed by Yun Ji who bent down.

Yan Hai was firmly trapped in that chair, and there was no way to retreat.

Yun Ji kissed him tenderly and lingeringly, this was the most peaceful kiss between them so far, but he felt that he was in the deep water that was gradually sinking, and would sink to an unknown place.

This made him feel flustered, he stretched out his hand to push Yun Ji, but what he got was Yun Ji's whole person into his arms...

"Don't reject me." Yunji said in his ear: "I gave you a chance to stay away from me, but you refused to let go, so you must jump in..."

He suddenly lost his strength...

When the sun rose on the second day, the sound of the drum was still faintly transmitted, and Yan Hai woke up.

Just for a moment, the outside light made him unbearably closed his eyes again.

His eyes were red and swollen and hurt badly, it was because the tears flowed too much last night...

He never knew Yun Ji was such a person.

Crazy, powerful, ruthless, just like a hungry beast...

He tried his best to move his body, which was almost numb to the point of no consciousness, and a sharp pain climbed up his spine, making him let out a short gasp.

A pair of hands immediately wrapped around his waist.

The bones and flesh of his whole body were clamoring and rejecting these hands, because they brought the kind of tearing pain, but his heart... couldn't restrain the desire to get closer and closer to the other party. closer.

"Yunji." He said the name in a hoarse and dry voice.

A soft and cool touch came from the tightly closed eyes.

"Sorry..." Yun Ji's voice sounded in his ear: "I can't control it."

At the craziest moment in the darkness, Yun Ji whispered these words softly in his ear like this, but robbed him wantonly regardless of his pleading.

He couldn't help trembling, his body was resisting, but his heart was full of longing. He longed to be close to Yunji, but at the same time, he was afraid of the agitation that would swallow him up.

"Tsk!" He heard Yun Ji's dissatisfied voice, and then he was lifted up in the air.

Yan Hai struggled to open his eyes, and what he saw was a broad and firm chest. His face was pressed against it. It felt smooth, firm and slightly cool to the touch. It was very comfortable to lean against, but it carried a faint... fishy smell...

That's because Yun Ji insisted on sitting by himself last night...

Yan Hai felt hot all over his body, like a shrimp that was about to be cooked.

"What are you doing?" he thought he was yelling, but in fact his voice was no louder than a mosquito.

"Go to Wei Heng." Yun Ji hugged him and walked out the door. "Don't move, you have a fever."

"No!" He panicked when he heard it, and struggled with all his strength: "No!"

"Don't move!" Yun Ji suppressed him.

"clothing……"

"The clothes can't be worn anymore, it's wrapped in a quilt! No one will see it." Yun Ji held him in his arms. "Don't worry, I won't let Wei Heng touch you, but you must let him see why you have a fever."

"No... don't go, I'm fine." Going to see Wei Heng like this, isn't that...

"Be obedient, you must go." Yun Ji lowered his head and kissed his earlobe, just like appeasing an awkward child or a disobedient cat. "It's too bright outside, don't hurt your eyes, close it quickly."

The moment before he closed his eyes, Yan Hai saw a messy room, and... a bed that had been ravaged|too bad...

For a while, I had mixed feelings in my heart, and I didn't know what to do.

When Yun Ji carried Yan Hai into the room, Pei Buyi and Wei Heng who were talking stopped.

"What's wrong?" Wei Heng was the first to run over when he saw Yan Hai who was wrapped in a thin quilt in his arms.

Pei Buyi was overwhelmed by Yun Ji's appearance of wearing only his middle coat and opening his arms, and he followed after half a beat.

"It's not easy for you to get out."

He didn't expect that he heard his brother say this to him before he saw what was wrong with Yan Hai.

"For, for..." He was about to ask why, when a force rushed over and staggered him out of the door.

With a bang, the door closed behind him.

"I, I..." He tried to express his dissatisfaction towards the door panel.

"Go away." His senior brother's impatient voice came from inside.

It was the first time he was treated like this, full of resentment but full of curiosity, he took a few steps back as told, and retreated to the bottom of the steps.

"Farther!"

Annoyed, he flicked his sleeves and ran out of the yard.

In the room, Wei Heng followed Yun Ji to the side of the long couch, saw him put Yan Hai down carefully, and then asked anxiously again.

"We had sex last night, he seemed to be injured, and now he has a high fever." Yun Ji said to him simply and directly: "Please help him look."

Yan Hai didn't have time to stop him at all, he could only close his eyes and turn his head away, pretending that he had lost his sanity due to the burn.

Wei Heng was stunned for a moment, but it was only for a moment before he returned to his usual appearance.

"Men are no more vulnerable to injury than women." He asked in a very ordinary tone: "Can it be lubricated with ointment?"

"Yes." Yun Ji told him, "I used hand-moisturizing balm."

Yes, sweet-scented osmanthus-flavored balm, I used up a whole box...

Yan Hai, who vaguely smelled the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, clenched his hands under the blanket into fists.

"What are you doing?" Yun Ji grabbed Wei Heng's hand that was reaching for the quilt.

"We need to see how the injury is." Wei Heng answered frankly.

"I'll come and see." Yun Ji threw away his hand: "You stand over there and tell me what to see."

"No need." Yan Hai finally couldn't help but opened his eyes: "I just have a little fever, and I need some antipyretic..."

"No!" The other two interrupted him in unison.

"If there is an injury, you need to apply medicine." Wei Heng told him: "If you don't treat it well, I'm afraid there will be serious troubles."

After finishing this sentence, Yun Ji had already moved the screen next to him, and Wei Heng walked outside the screen cooperatively.

"Let him lie on his stomach." Wei Heng instructed outside.

Yun Ji easily turned him over and pulled back the quilt wrapped around his lower body.

Yan Hai buried his entire face in the quilt, tightly grasping the quilt with both hands, pretending that he was not here.

"Don't get bored." But Yun Ji didn't let him escape, and wanted him to turn his head to the side.

Yan Hai turned his head to the other side, making up his mind not to allow anyone to see his current appearance.

"Take a look first, is there any trauma, is there any bleeding?" Wei Heng asked outside the screen.

Yun Ji lowered his head to check the wound...

The slightly cool fingers landed on the skin, making Yan Hai's waist tremble slightly, and the skin where it touched also protruded with small bumps due to tension.

Yan Hai swears, he heard Yun Ji laugh softly.

But when Yun Ji spoke, he spoke in a very serious tone: "Looking at it like this, it's not true, but there was some blood at the beginning of last night, and it was fine afterwards."

"Finally..." Wei Heng seemed a little hesitant, but he still asked, "Did you clean up the contents?"

Yun Ji and Yan Hai froze at the same time.

Did not hear the answer, Wei Heng also guessed the answer.

"You have to clean it up before you can apply medicine." There were footsteps and the sound of opening and closing drawers outside, and then a roll of clean cloth was handed in from the edge of the screen. "Pavilion Master Yun, help him clean up first, and I'll prepare some medicine for external use."

Yun Ji took the things over, and Wei Heng walked out the door, probably to make room for them on purpose.