[Sword Three] Dongdu Wolf's Stupidity

In the next month, Zai Fenglian took care of Ye Buxiu meticulously, Ye Buxiu soon put down all vigilance, and continued to diagnose and treat carefully as a young doctor.

He still remembered the last words Feng Lian said when they parted that day, carrying the medicine basket on his back.

"I took off the bandage today, and I'm afraid it's almost recovered." After finishing speaking, Feng Lian put his hands on Ye Buxiu's shoulders, tilted his head and smiled slightly: "Think about it, and I will see your real appearance when I come back. good."

Then, according to the plot, Feng Lian never came back...

Even Ye Buxiu didn't expect to meet him again until later, but the man with a gentle smile was not standing beside him.

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"Oh, you're that ugly monster back then? I didn't expect your face to heal, and you look pretty good." Feng Lian said casually.

After these words, Ye Buxiu looked at the restrained face, and more sensational words were choked in his throat, the fireworks of sincere hearts around him gradually faded, and the darkness of splashing ink slowly filled the surroundings, until Ye Buxiu couldn't help it anymore. With the help of the firelight, he could see Feng Lian's expression clearly.

Not long after, Ye Buxiu only felt a warmth coming from his wrist, he looked at the blurry figure in front of him, and was at a loss for the first time.

"That day when I was collecting medicine on the mountain, I met an enemy. I thought I was going to die, but was rescued by a military master with a gun in his hand, and sent back to the senior sister in Daoxiang Village. A year later, I met Li Tieqian, and I didn't know that I rescued him that day. My person is him, think about it then! This person saved my life, I must repay the favor! I didn’t expect this kind of favor to be repaid, and I got deeper and deeper, so..."

"So it's time to look at other people, isn't it?" Ye Buxiu said eagerly.

Feng Lian looked hesitantly at the face whose expression could not be clearly seen, only the palm that was holding Ye Buxiu's wrist tightly could feel the pulling of the meridians of his wrist clenched into fists.

"I know, so I want to ask whether you have some illusions about your feelings because I saved your life, but you actually don't care about me."

"Absolutely not, trust me."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Lian fell silent. He quietly looked at the face that was not clear in the darkness, lowered his eyes slightly, retracted his right hand that was holding Ye Buxiu's wrist tightly, and took two steps back.

After this move, Ye Buxiu panicked, and rushed forward to grab Feng Lian's wrist, but was caught by the falling bamboo tube, and when he leaned over, Feng Lian hadn't realized what happened. He threw himself on the ground, and his butt landed firmly on Feng Lian's thigh...

The surrounding atmosphere froze. Chen Hao, who was hiding behind the tree, raised his hand and rubbed his temples. Watching the progress of the two, he was even more anxious than the person involved.

"I said that Ye Chuanxiu's brain is broken! The public is not afraid of Feng Lian standing up and throwing him into the West Lake..."

Li Tieqin raised his hand and slapped Chen Hao on the head, and said in a low voice, "Keep your voice down, are you really afraid that those two people won't hear you?"

Chen Hao covered his head and glanced at Li Tieqin aggrievedly: "I'll go, okay, okay, you're right to be fierce."

After speaking, Chen Hao moved to the side to distance himself from Li Tieqin.

I don't know if Li Tieqin also felt Chen Hao's moving away. He reached out and grabbed Chen Hao's wrist, and pulled Chen Hao into his arms with a strong tug. Chen Hao's unsteady footsteps made Chen Hao hit his head hard on Li Tieqin's chest .

Chen Hao thought that Li Tieqin must give himself another brain, buried his head deep in Li Tieqin's chest, and kept muttering in his heart, "What kind of enmity, what kind of resentment!" '

Those thick, warm hands had already covered the top of his head and rubbed it, with an apologetic smile on his face.

"Did it hurt just now?"

The painting style of pampering and attacking is wrong!Chen Hao raised his head swiftly, and stood up straight. He was still half the size of Li Tieqin's head shorter than Li Tieqin's. Chen Hao raised his hand and pulled Li Tieqin's ears, his eyes narrowed seriously.

"Who the hell are you! Don't think that you can pretend to be Li Tieqin just because you look like him. I told him that he is not such a gentle person at all. You have already leaked it. You know, now that you are honest, you can still save your life. Otherwise, I will tell Li Tieqin that he can I'll shoot you to death with a gun, believe it or not!"

Li Tieqin's face became darker and darker when he heard Chen Hao's words. After a while, he pressed Chen Hao's head firmly into his neck, and wrapped his other hand tightly around Chen Hao's waist.

"To shut up."

Don't ask the two people who made such a big noise, why didn't the two people who confessed their love heard it? Faced with the position at this moment, Feng Lian and Ye Buxiu were both stunned, you looked at me, I looked at you, no one dared to speak first .

Ye Buxiu was afraid that Feng Lian would get up angrily and beat him up if he spoke first, but Feng Lian was afraid that if he spoke first, what would Ye Buxiu do if he couldn't get up on him...

But after looking at each other like this for so long, there is always someone who wants to break the deadlock first, who is too tight to sacrifice himself...

"If you have something to say, you and I get up and talk about it, how about it?"

Ye Buxiu nodded hastily, and was about to stand up when his feet numb and fell on Feng Lian's lap: "Hold... sorry, I didn't... I did it on purpose."

Feng Lian frowned in pain: "Whether you did it on purpose or not, you didn't intend to break my leg today, so I locked it up in Hidden Sword Villa, right!?"

"Don't be angry, your feet will be numb from being so close."

This sentence Ye Buxiu said was really sincere, and the sincerity made Feng Lian's stomach full of anger finally swallow it abruptly, and he closed his eyes helplessly.

"Ye Buxiu, you really want to like me, don't you! Even if I can't compare to Li Tieqin for your temper, maybe I will use you to practice acupuncture, and you still want to pester me forever?"

"Correct."

The corners of Feng Lian's lips raised, and his cool fingertips touched Ye Buxiu's cheeks: "I always thought that I was not good to you, even a little too much, you still want to be with me like this, I don't want to be with you. There is really no way.”

"Feng Lian, you promised me, didn't you?" Ye Buxiu confirmed straight to the point.

"Otherwise, what else can I do? Although I don't have much affection for you yet, I'll get used to it after being together for a long time! It's the first time someone treats me so well, and I'm quite reluctant to let go like this. Let's just try to make do with you..."

Ye Buxiu was stunned, and Feng Lian's face became clear in the darkness. After a long time, Ye Buxiu spoke unhurriedly: "Is it a deal?"

Feng Lian propped his body up and sat up, and touched his lips lightly: "Well, it depends on one word."

Ye Buxiu hurriedly stood up, coughed twice and tried to maintain his composure, but when he saw that warm smile, his whole body felt hot.

He hurriedly took out the 'Pillow Moxibustion Sutra' from his body and stuffed it into Feng Lian's arms.

"A token of love."

"Take the trouble to find this! I like it very much."

Behind the tree, Li Tieqin, who pressed Chen Hao's head on his neck, let out a long breath, with a reassuring smile on his face.

Volume Two: Shaolin Copy