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"Bang bang" knocked on the door suddenly, accompanied by a rough voice, "Hello, is Mr. Ji there?"

"No way?" Fan Lin was startled, and turned to look at Ruan Xiang who was also surprised.

"Look, what did Fat Brother just say?" Fatty Sun groaned for a while, and replied loudly, "Come on."

There were two men standing outside the door, one fat and one thin. The fat one had a serious face, obviously a serious type of person; the thin one looked gentler, with a just right smile on his face.

"Who are you?" Fatty Sun asked.

"We belong to the Xuanbei Base Ability Association. I am Fang Xin and he is Ren Lu." The thinner one spoke, his voice was clear, and he laughed before saying anything. "Two days later, the base will hold a friendly match. I wonder if Mr. Ji Rongzhi has time?"

Hearing this, Ruan Xiang looked back at Feng Yang, waited for Feng Yang to nod, and made a gesture of invitation, "Both of you, please come in."

Fang Xin nodded politely and entered the room.

When everyone was seated, Fang Xin greeted Feng Yang first: "Young Master Feng, please forgive me for disturbing you."

"Since you know who I am, why did President Fang come to the door in person?" Feng Yang looked at this not-so-strange person, and sighed. Their positions in the previous life were completely opposite, at least they couldn't meet as friendly as they are now.

"Young Master Feng is really powerful. Before I introduce myself, you have already figured out our details. I admire you." Fang Xin was neither humble nor overbearing, and he did not intentionally cater to him.

"Apart from the four masters in Xuanbei Base, there is only the Supernatural Persons Association left." Feng Yang chuckled.

"Young Master Feng missed a little bit." Fang Xin glanced at the indifferent Ji Rongzhi and said.

"Oh?" Feng Yang raised his eyebrows, already guessing what he was going to say next.

"Youjia." Fang Xin said bluntly without showing any signs.

Sure enough, it was Youjia, one or two of them were trying to catch fish in muddy water, Feng Yang looked at him with a half-smile, "Oh, what a coincidence, I only came to Xuanbei for less than two days, and the name of this Youjia I’ve heard a lot about it.”

"Hehe, it's no wonder that Mr. Ji beside you has a good reputation. Young Master Feng has a relationship with Mr. Ji, uh," Fang Xin paused for a few seconds, trying to find a suitable vocabulary, "It's very deep, and the relationship with Youjia is also very important." It must not be shallow."

Feng Yang chuckled and didn't speak.

Looking at Feng Yang's clear eyes, Fang Xin's heart tightened.

At this time, Lin Caiwei brought out a pot of tea and divided them into cups.

Feng Yang took the teacup slowly, before asking: "Oh? What do you mean?"

"Before You Jia just moved to Xuanbei, news about Mr. Ji's extraordinary skills had spread throughout the base. At first, the four army commanders originally wanted Mr. Ji to be the chief instructor of the defense force. Do you know that a Youjia came out halfway?" Fang Xin chuckled, and said meaningfully: "I think Youjia must have admired Mr. Ji for a long time. It's rare for him to come here once. How could Youjia let go of this good opportunity."

"Brother Fat really hit the mark." Sun Haoyun clapped his hands at the bottom, praising him for his ingenuity.

After Fang Xin finished speaking, he saw that Feng Yang didn't take it seriously, and that indifferent Mr. Ji was even more distracted, and he sighed silently. Is he going to return without success today?

"Are you finished?" Ji Rongzhi came back to his senses, seeing Fang Xin bowed his head in silence, and asked suspiciously.

"Yes." Fang Xin raised his head and continued to understand the reason, "Mr. Ji may think that I am alarmist. As the saying goes, one must be cautious..."

"What's a friendly match?" Ji Rongzhi shook his head and interrupted him, asking earnestly.

"..." Mr. Ji is really a humorous person, hehe.

"Cough, Brother Rong, it's just a martial arts contest, two-two combat, friendship first, competition second." Ruan Xiang looked at Fang Xin with a sluggish face, and explained with a suppressed smile.

"Oh," Ji Rongzhi nodded in understanding, and then asked, "Do you need me to participate?"

"No, Mr. Ji is the referee, just guide everyone." Fang Xin said awkwardly with his mouth full of blood.

"Yes." Ji Rongzhi nodded.

"You..." Fang Xin's eyes widened. This Mr. Ji really didn't play his cards according to the routine. He turned his head to look at the deep Feng Yang, and said quickly: "That's all right, we will come to pick you up the morning after tomorrow."

"En." Ji Rongzhi nodded.

"Excuse me, everyone, let's take our leave first." Seeing that Feng Yang didn't stop him, Fang Xin stood up and said goodbye.

After they left, Ruan Xiang was the first to be impatient, "Brother Rong, is it really okay to agree so easily?"

"Don't you mean you agree to let them in?" Ji Rongzhi frowned.

"Uh..." Ruan Xiang was speechless, looking at the silent Feng Yang.

"Let's go, since we have agreed, there is nothing to say." Feng Yang got up, took Ji Rongzhi's hand, and said softly: "Let's go, let's go to rest too."

"En." Ji Rongzhi nodded, ignored Ruan Xiang who was hesitant to speak behind him, and left hand in hand with Feng Yang.

"Strange, why is Brother Feng so impatient today?" Ruan Xiang muttered.

"Get lost, do you think he's as wretched as you?" Fan Lin rolled her eyes and said disdainfully.

"That guy must have no good intentions." Feng and his party looked at Feng Yang's back fiercely, with a look of displeasure.

At night, the magician covered the vast and boundless land with a thick black cloth, leaving only the scarlet moon and slightly reddish stars, adding a bit of brilliance to this ordinary and boring night.

Ji Rongzhi frowned, and pushed someone beside him who had been rubbing gently against him, "It's too close, stay away."

"Rong Zhi," Feng Yang lowered his voice, and approached mysteriously, "Don't you want to know what that box is?"

"Oh?" Ji Rongzhi forgot to struggle upon hearing this.

"Want to know?" Feng Yang put his mouth close to his ear and asked in a deep voice.

"Yeah..." Ji Rongzhi touched his hot and itchy ears from the hot air, feeling inexplicably shy, this guy must be thinking of something bad.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you slowly." Feng Yang's mouth curled up into a smirk, and he pressed the dizzy Ji Rongzhi under him like a hungry wolf.

The fiery lips bit Ji Rongzhi's white and smooth neck, stopped at the collarbone and repeatedly pecked lightly, leaving a wet piece.

Ji Rongzhi pushed his steaming mouth away, "Itchy, don't make trouble."

Breathing was disturbed by desire, Feng Yang panted and murmured: "Don't make trouble, be good."

The broad palms with new calluses were caressing randomly, Feng Yang's mind was filled with scalding heat, and he couldn't restrain his excitement.

In his previous life, he and Shen Mingxue had been married for more than ten years, but the number of times they had sex was only a handful.Don't say anything about desire-immortals want to die, and can't even feel the most basic enthusiasm.

Indifferent marriage, indifferent sex-love, he is like a spectator with cold eyes, and he can think about the next work arrangement in the process of doing it.

It's also the most intimate thing, and the partner is replaced by Rongzhi, and all the loss of control has become a matter of course.He likes the touch of this kind of skin-to-skin contact, and likes the slightly cold panting sound of the person under him.Rongzhi just lay there stiffly, and he couldn't help himself, blood rushed to his brain all at once.

Feng Yang hurriedly kissed his body, and gently bit the two bright red spots on his chest.

Ji Rongzhi trembled all over, and supported Feng Yang's shoulders like an electric shock, he didn't move anymore, he didn't know whether he wanted to push him away or hug him tightly, the heat from his whole body slowly gathered to a point under his body.He is no stranger to this feeling. In the past, he only needed to recite the Heart Sutra, and the restlessness in his heart would definitely be suppressed.

"Um..." The indescribable part fell into a warm entrance, Ji Rongzhi frowned, sat up, saw Feng Yang gently swallowing that embarrassing part, and said in a panic: "Don't, there..."

"Don't be afraid, leave it to me." With something in his mouth, Feng Yang mumbled something, then lowered his head again.

Ji Rongzhi covered his face, at a loss, "Don't force yourself."

"Hehe, for you, I can do anything." Feng Yang chuckled, and gently kissed the inside of his thigh.

The first time it didn't go well, both the attacker and the victim suffered a little bit, except for the very first foreplay, Ji Rongzhi didn't feel comfortable anymore.

afterwards.

"Does it hurt?" Feng Yang touched Ji Rongzhi who was lying lazily in his arms, and asked softly.

"It doesn't hurt, it's kind of weird." Ji Rongzhi turned his head and asked seriously, "What about you? Does it hurt?"

"Cough..." Feng Yang coughed lightly, and said awkwardly, "It's a bit, it's too tight."

"It says in the book that the joy of fish and water and the ecstasy are all fake?" Ji Rongzhi frowned, looking serious as if he was discussing some serious academic issue.

"No, it's the first time for us. It's because we are not skilled that we feel uncomfortable. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect." Feng Yang kissed the forehead of the person in his arms, thinking in his heart, since the person surnamed Xie has a condom, the educational film It should be possible to do something.

"Ahhh..." Xie Huan, who drank the whole bottle of wine and fell asleep on the ground, sneezed, rubbed his sore nose, wondering, "Damn, you don't catch a cold, do you?"

"Xie Lao San, open the door." There was a violent kick on the door.

"It's late at night, who is it?" Xie Huan rubbed his dizzy forehead and got up reluctantly.

"Your grandpa me."

"Tch..." Xie Huan opened the door, and when he saw who was coming, he exaggeratedly called out, "Oh, Lord Wan, what kind of wind keeps you here?"

"Xie Laosan, I heard that the young master of the Feng family is back?" The visitor entered the house unceremoniously, picked up the wine bottle on the ground, and smelled it, "Oh, good stuff, I had a good life .”

"How dare I compare with you, Wan Shao, if you weren't particularly indifferent to fame and wealth, and treated money, power, and beauties like dirt, your small life must be tens of thousands of times more comfortable than that of me, a small person in Shengdou. Xie Huan sneered, with a face full of sarcasm, "If you lose your temper in arguing a little more, when will the position of the heir of the Wanjia get that Luo Suiying who has a bad name and a bad word?"

"You put it lightly," Wan Hui threw the bottle on the ground angrily, with a dejected look on his face, "Damn, it happens to be Luo Suiying."

"Yes, yes, who is Luo Suiying? Wan Shao, the idol you have admired since you were young, and your heart-to-heart big brother." Xie Huan sat down on the only dilapidated sofa in the room, looking like a fool. "That guy is a fox with a big tail, playing with you, the innocent and ignorant Wan Shao, in the palm of his hand."

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I won't be caught by the crab~ I'm worried~