Playwright is wronged by routine [Rebirth]

After bidding farewell to Lin He, He Yanfei went back to the courtyard to practice swords.

The joy of meeting Lin He just now faded, replaced by deep worry.

The antidote of "Seven-step Broken Heart" was mixed in supplements and taken away by Yingsi. As long as my brother continues to take it for a period of time, he will no longer be bound by the properties of the medicine.

The straw paper is chronically toxic, and the toxicity will gradually accumulate with skin contact.Anyway, if the pastry is mixed with antidote, my brother will be fine, but someone will be in trouble.

If Zhu Zihao was obsessed with practicing kung fu and hibernated for two months, he would definitely suffer from the poison. Just when his kung fu was stable, the poison would definitely cause him to die of pain and his meridians would be disordered.At that time, all the arrangements for my going out to teach have been properly arranged, and my brother will be free again, and he will definitely visit me secretly, so he can take the opportunity to take him out to teach.

However, this is only the most ideal situation, and no one knows what troubles will happen in the middle.

The most difficult thing was Zhu Yusheng who came to him every now and then.

If he notices something by accident, then...he chooses to escape on the eve of his birthday, Mao Mao feels, hey——

He Yanfei sighed and stabbed the bark with one sword after another, throwing away all the moves and internal skills, just wanting to vent the depression and anxiety in his heart.

When he calmed down and turned back to his room, he saw Trouble himself again.

Zhu Yusheng stood under the tree, with a slender and tall figure, and the breeze blew by, blowing a strand of hair on his forehead.He turned his back to the setting sun, and the whole body was reflected in a warm orange color. When He Yanfei looked over, there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, like a gust of spring breeze.

Still... quite interesting, He Yanfei turned her head uncomfortably.

Zhu Yusheng walked towards him slowly, and asked gently: "Why are you unhappy?"

He Yanfei lowered his head and put away his sword, avoiding his concerned eyes, and said in a neutral tone: "It's nothing, just a little trifle."

Zhu Yusheng glanced at the sword marks on the bark, and said calmly: "When you are unhappy, eat something and you will be much happier. I brought some snacks, to taste?"

He Yanfei nodded, followed Zhu Yusheng to the room, and the two sat next to each other at the tea table.

He Yanfei glanced at the pastries in the food box: Ruyi cakes, rose cakes, and green dumplings were all his favorites on weekdays. He looked at Zhu Yusheng in surprise.

The corners of Zhu Yusheng's eyes were curved, the corners of his lips were raised, and he said softly, "Do you like it?"

He Yanfei didn't speak, just picked up a piece of wishful cake, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

The ice is cold, soft and glutinous, with the sweetness of bean paste filling, and the fragrance of sesame... This taste... how can there be such a delicious thing!Another piece!

One piece, two pieces, three pieces... This one is delicious, this one is delicious, and this one!

After a while, He Yanfei's small mouth was swollen, filled with various pastries, it looked like a bulging little bun.

Seeing people eating happily, Zhu Yusheng always had a smile on his lips.

"You can eat it too, it's so sweet and delicious—" He Yanfei held Ruyi Cake in one hand and green dumpling in the other, his mouth was full of food, and he was slurring his words.

But Zhu Yusheng heard it clearly, and said slowly: "Looking at you, it's very sweet."

He Yanfei stopped holding the pastry, glanced at Zhu Yusheng, and met those moist and bright eyes, looking at him tenderly, like the morning sun shining on his face, making people extremely comfortable and at ease.

For a moment, He Yanfei felt that he couldn't look away, and even forgot to chew what was in his mouth.

Seeing the dumbfounded look of the person, Zhu Yusheng smiled lightly on his lips, sighed lightly, and stretched out two fingers, as if he wanted to wipe away the debris from the corners of He Yanfei's mouth.

The slender fingers caressed back and forth on the man's face.The fingertips are smooth, cold to the touch, soft and soft, like a feather tickling the face.

Feeling the cold fingers, He Yanfei felt his cheeks feel slightly hot.

When Zhu Yusheng moved his fingertips to his lips and licked it with the tip of his tongue, he suddenly felt his throat was dry and unbearably dry. He couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and stared at the culprit who disturbed his mind without blinking.

Zhu Yusheng withdrew his uvula, and finally left a trace of water stains on his fingertips, nodded and said: "It's really sweet."

"boom!"

Listen, it's the heartbeat.

Again and again, in the chest, throbbing.The jump made him flustered, and the jump made him lose his feet.

"I'm full! I want—I'm going for a walk!" He put the pastry down and stood up abruptly. Unexpectedly, the hem of his clothes got wrapped around the chair, and he knocked it over with a "crash".

In a panic, he bent down to help, just happened to put Zhu Yusheng's hands on the chair at the same time, and they were tightly attached to each other.

Like an electric shock, or bitten by a snake, he quickly retracted his hand in fright.

Zhu Yusheng didn't seem to care, bent down and helped the chair up, and said helplessly, "Why are you in such a hurry."

"This room is too stuffy! I need to go out early to get some air!" He Yanfei answered with his eyes on the sky, speaking quickly.

Zhu Yusheng took out a handkerchief from his cuff, wiped off the dust on his fingertips, and said lightly, "Your face is very red."

As soon as the words fell, He Yanfei immediately burst out a few words like setting off firecrackers: "Because it's too hot! This room is hot! Don't you think it's hot? I'm so hot! It's all hot!"

"Oh——" Zhu Yusheng was noncommittal, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "In that case, I will help you—"

"What?" He didn't understand the help word.

In the next second, he was grabbed by the waist and taken outside the door.

Zhu Yusheng's qinggong is very wonderful.

Ordinary people don't have enough internal breath, and after floating in the air for a short while, they have to step on things again to borrow strength, Zhu Yusheng is different.He only needs to step on a branch lightly, and he can jump high into the air, draw a long arc, and then step on another branch, and continue to fly.

Unlike before when he was suspected of having a drunken madness, he chose his own way. This time, he simply flew around on the branches of a few big trees, smoothly and steadily, and his steps were light.

It was foggy at night, and the two of them shuttled through it, giving birth to the feeling of flying through the clouds.

Zhu Yusheng didn't stop on his feet, kept watching the road carefully, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "Is it cooler?"

He Yanfei has been silently fighting against the heat on his face, and when he heard the question, he immediately replied: "It's cool, it's cool! Let me go!"

"That's good." Zhu Yusheng said, stepping on a branch, leading him to the roof.

The moon is high, and the night is beautiful tonight.

The two sat side by side on the tiles.

Zhu Yusheng took out the jade flute from his arms and played it.

This time it is finally not "Thoughts", but another lingering and melodious song.

He Yanfei lowered his head and listened for a while, then muttered in a low voice: "So you can do other things."

The flute stopped.

Zhu Yusheng smiled gently: "Of course. What do you want to hear? I'll play it for you."

That's fine, listening to music is much more relaxing than chatting with you.

He Yanfei casually said the most familiar one: "Let's just say "Beauty Under the Moon"."

Zhu Yusheng raised his eyebrows lightly, turned his head to stare at He Yanfei, and asked, "Are you sure?"

He Yanfei was quite puzzled, and then suddenly realized: "You don't know how to do it, so let's brag about what you are good at." I have played this song Xiaoye countless times, and no one is dissatisfied. Peach blossoms, with spring water on the face... Ouch, that's bad!

Realizing that he had slipped his tongue, he immediately waved his hand and said, "Just play what you're good at! I'm talking nonsense about this song, don't take it to heart."

I was really pissed off by myself.What "Beauty Under the Moon" oh, it's basically a famous little porn song through the ages, specially used for flirting!

Not to mention the obscenity of the tune, the words are even more level.The pipa hides the face, alluding to the metaphor, and the seduction is looming.Listening to this song now is not courting death.Hey, why can't I control my mouth!

"Oh? Then—as you wish."

After Zhu Yusheng finished speaking, he held the flute with both hands, pressed his lips to the blowhole, and began to play a ditty.

The sound of the flute came to He Yanfei's ears, like a lover whispering, ups and downs, isn't it just that little yellow song?

The lyrics of this song are beautiful and sentimental, and the tune is naturally impatient.

The person who wrote the song said that he hid in the brothel and listened to the corner of the wall. After studying it carefully for more than a month, he wrote it with painstaking efforts.To put it bluntly, the song is imitating the romantic cries one after another when it is emotional.

The composer vowed to clearly describe every minute and every second of the lingering love between lovers, you and me.Sure enough, the skill is deep, and once the song was born, it became the pinnacle of erotic songs and spread widely.

He Yanfei wished he could slap himself.

There is no way to have a good memory, those obscene words, one by one, popped out of my head, but my brain was so big that it became a scene in my mind.Hearing that people's cheeks are getting hotter and hotter, and their mouths are quite dry.

He Yanfei felt unwilling, and turned to look at Zhu Yusheng, wanting to see if the person who caused the trouble was also as itchy as him.

Pity.

Zhu Yusheng behaved well, playing a ditty in a serious manner.His face was not happy, and even a little cold, as if he was just serious about completing an official duty.

But these thin lips, with gorgeous color, are so gorgeous that they are slightly opened and closed, blowing out this kind of erotic song, it is simply a monster without knowing it, and it is a disaster for people's hearts!

Why is it that he is hard to extinguish his anger here, but the one who ignited it is calmly pretending to be a gentleman here!Why!

He Yanfei held his breath in his heart, and shouted with a sullen face: "Stop blowing it!"

Zhu Yusheng turned a deaf ear and continued to play the ditty seriously.

How dare you ignore him?

He Yanfei became even more angry, and said word by word: "I told you not to brag! If you brag again, I will be rude to you—"

Zhu Yusheng didn't change his face, and turned a deaf ear to his threats.

He Yanfei immediately went to snatch the flute from Zhu Yusheng's hand.

He is inferior in martial arts and knows that he can't win, but he is not happy and wants to grab it.

Unexpectedly, the jade flute was easily grabbed by him, and Zhu Yusheng didn't make any resistance.

"I didn't expect you to like it so much." Zhu Yusheng stared at He Yanfei, with beautiful peach blossom eyes, and a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "Then I will give it to you."

He Yanfei's eyes widened immediately.Didn't Zhu Yusheng's mother leave this flute to him?How can this be charged!

He immediately wanted to put the flute back into the person's hand, but this time, he met with resistance.

Zhu Yusheng quickly grabbed his wrist with one hand, pressed his arm firmly with the other hand, and pulled his sleeve lightly. Soon, he couldn't grab the flute and fell headfirst into the arms of others.

Zhu Yusheng lightly held He Yanfei's hand holding the flute, and said with a smile: "Even if you are happy to accept the gift, don't be so impatient. Let's take our time."

He Yanfei became angry from embarrassment, and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about! I want you to take it back—"

But before he finished speaking, he was blocked by a kiss.

Just a light kiss.

After the kiss was over, He Yanfei yelled again: "I can do anything else, but I really can't accept this!" I also have principles!You can't give me this kind of gift for your wife, I can't stand it!

Zhu Yusheng stared straight at the person in his arms, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually dissipated, and he put on a serious expression.He took He Yanfei's hand and put it on his heart, and said softly: "I gave it to you, and I can't take it back."

"boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The heart is afraid that it will pop out of the chest.

Stop dancing, stop dancing!

I can't stand it, I can't stand it!

How to do?

I really want to have a showdown with him!Help--