818 The Uncle Feng Who Fell on My Balcony

Feng Qi and Xiao He returned to the side of the car. Uncle Wu was already commanding a small trailer to tow the car away. When he saw Xiao He coming, he greeted with a smile: "Master, you're back."

Uncle Wu is less than 50 years old, with a medium build, and he doesn't wear an exaggerated black suit or tuxedo. He just looks like an ordinary, capable middle-aged man.

But he soon discovered that the man following Xiao He didn't ask Xiao He who he was, but looked at him calmly.

Xiao He called Uncle Wu, subconsciously clenched Feng Qi with his loose hand.

——Are you going to come out to the family in advance now?

—Facing his mother again...

"His name is Feng Yu, let's talk about other things when we go home."

Feng Xie was very obedient at this time, he saw that Uncle Wu held an unusual position in Xiao He's heart, so he smiled generously and said, "Hello."

——As for making Feng Xie call uncle along with him, that is simply a fantasy, he is old enough to be his ancestor.

Uncle Wu hurriedly nodded with a smile: "Hello, hello, this gentleman is really handsome."

Xiao He thought to himself, it’s not just a dignified appearance, Uncle Wu, you probably only see this kind of celestial appearance once in your life, maybe this bird will get tired of ordinary people’s life someday and flap its wings and fly away. Take the opportunity to take a second look.

The two got into Uncle Wu's car, Xiao He and Feng Yu sat in the back seat of the car, and Uncle Wu acted as their driver.The atmosphere in the car was very silent, Xiao He's face was still expressionless, and the few fingers holding the trousers kept rubbing the fabric.

——I said I don’t mind, but I still have Fangfang in my heart.

Xiao He's hand was suddenly held by Feng Xie.

"What are you nervous about?"

He leaned over and asked in a low voice, and held Xiao He tighter.

Xiao He raised his eyes to look at him, held Feng Xie's hand back, and shook his head lightly.

"Cough...Master."

Uncle Wu could see it clearly in the rearview mirror. He was not that young at heart. Although he had noticed something wrong between the two of them from the very beginning, he didn't think about it. Now it seems that the relationship between the two is really not good. Simple.But Uncle Wu has been the housekeeper of the Xiao family for so many years, so he knows when to ask and when to shut up.

"My wife said that it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days, and it's your birthday again. I want you to prepare to go to her place for the festival. By the way, I've booked a ticket for you."

After the other party finished speaking, Feng Xuan felt his hand tighten.

"No, I won't go back this year, I'm too busy to get away."

Uncle Wu muttered, "Then tell your wife yourself, I won't pass on the word."

Uncle Wu felt that Xiao He was avoiding reality: "But according to her personality, if you don't go there, she will come to you."

"..."

After listening for so long, Feng Xie understood a little bit, that "wife" is Xiao He's mother?He asked Xiao He, "Why don't you go?"

Xiao He leaned over and whispered, "Mid-Autumn Festival is the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month, the night of the full moon."

The implication - you are going to go crazy that day, I must not accompany you.

It was only then that Feng Xi realized that his disaster day was coming, and he thought to himself why he was easily irritable recently.But maybe because Xiao He was by his side, it wasn't as obvious as in previous years, Feng Xie didn't take it to heart, and comforted him with a smile: "It's okay to be by your side."

Because it involved the night of the full moon, Xiao He subconsciously regarded the outburst of divine power in Feng's body as a strong reaction to the werewolf's transformation, and worried that if he didn't pay attention, he would hurt himself or others. He even planned to take Feng's to the deep mountains Lao Lin endured the so-called full moon night.

Uncle Wu couldn't understand what the two of them were saying, and he didn't make any noise. Xiao He had a big idea since he was a child, and his mother couldn't control him. Uncle Wu is a housekeeper, let alone interrupting.

"Uncle Wu, then you can buy another plane ticket, and Feng Xie will go back with me."

Feng Xie has no objection, in short, the two of them cannot leave each other now, and life would be worse than death if they leave each other, and they have to follow wherever they go.

Uncle Wu immediately became unhappy: "Young master, you can't be so ignorant. The Mid-Autumn Festival is a festival for family reunion. Isn't Mr. Feng going home?"

Feng Xie didn't understand that people were disgusting him, leaned on the car window to look out, yawned carelessly, and still kept Xiao He in his arms: "Wherever Xiao He goes, I will go."

Uncle Wu has seen the world at such an advanced age, this is the first time he felt choked up and speechless.

Xiao He's brows softened a little, and he leaned gently on his shoulder: "Uncle Wu... you refunded my ticket and bought us a second seat."

Uncle Wu saw the movements of the two of them in the rearview mirror, and his beard was about to stand up.

Xiao He whispered to Feng Yu: "You don't know that we mortals can also fly in the sky."

"Oh?"

Feng Xie raised his eyebrows with interest: "How do you fly to the sky?"

"Take the plane, take you on the Mid-Autumn Festival, and you will know when the time comes."

Xiao He looked at Feng Xuan with dark eyes, and he didn't know what to think: "I really want to take you to do all the things you haven't done..."

——Maybe it can make the noble and indifferent god give birth to a mortal heart, be nostalgic for the mortal world, and never let go.Hmm...if you want to leave, at least...wait for a few more years, the world is not small, but it's actually not very big, a few years is enough to show him many things.Xiao He is enough...

Change many things.

Feng Xie didn't know why, but what he said made her heart feel hot. She pressed Xiao He's vest into her arms and was about to kiss him. Uncle Wu saw it in the rearview mirror, and he didn't dare to breathe loudly. Look away, read silently—the light is dim, the light is dim, he can't see.

Fortunately, Xiao He still had a bit of reason, although he was tempted by the blazing light in his eyes, he still raised his hand and pressed it on Feng Xie's lips, buried his face in his arms, and then spoke in a softer voice. Said, "Almost home."

Feng Xuan smiled, and lightly stroked the top of Xiao He's head with his palm: "Does that sentence just now count?"

"When will my words not count?"

Feng Xie's voice became deep and sexy: "Then come one by one, and don't leave any one behind."

"..." Uncle Wu felt that he was going deaf too.

After finally arriving at Xiao He's house, Uncle Wu asked someone to unload the car, and then found tools to repair the brake line.Originally wanted to take it to a 4S shop for repairs, but Xiao He found it troublesome, so he asked Uncle Wu to pick it up directly, and after a few hasty confessions, he was dragged away by Feng Xie.

He grabbed Xiao He's hand and pulled into the room.

Two pockets of vegetables were randomly thrown on the coffee table, Xiao He leaned his back against the bedroom door and hooked Feng Xuan's neck, the latter pressed his body hard, lowered his head to kiss, his lips and tongue couldn't wait to stir each other, as if venting the depression all the way enthusiasm.

The abnormality of the tourmaline bead became more and more obvious, and Xiao He's inadvertent mood swings would cause the spiritual power inside to leak out. Feng Xie let go of him unsteadily, soaked in the spiritual power flow, and his whole body felt very comfortable.

With tiny starlight in Xiao He's eyes, he leaned close to him and asked, "Keep kissing me."

Feng Xie suddenly felt a numbness in his waist, put his palm on the back of Xiao He's head and kissed him again.He hugged Xiao He and kept stroking his back, as if he was holding something he couldn't put it down.

Two crimson wings intertwined with golden light protruded from Feng Xie's back, washed by the flow of spiritual power, and stretched more and more.

Feng Xie hugged Xiao He tightly, and kissed the top of his head with his lips: "The spiritual power of the tourmaline pearl leaked out so badly..."

"Isn't it just right, it's convenient for you to smoke."

Xiao He hugged his waist, closed his eyes and leaned against Feng Xie's chest, and suddenly said: "And now I don't feel any pain at all, this bead, is it like mating, it will loosen after being used too many times."

"..."

He spoke so bluntly and bluntly, even Feng Xie couldn't help but blush, he almost became angry from embarrassment, and whispered to Xiao He: "What nonsense!"

He still told him so seriously.

Xiao He let out a muffled laugh, and looked up at Feng Xie: "Are you actually embarrassed by such words? Haven't you ever said nasty words before? Are you all very elegant and upright when you get together, and you speak like ancient literati and poets?" Just as polite."

But after all, he is a god of men, what kind of god is he if he doesn't talk about dirty jokes.

And not conservative.

Feng Xie was so angry that she lowered her head and bit his mouth, her huge wings opened and closed slightly behind her back: "You look like you have read a lot of books, why are you always so outspoken, don't you know that a gentleman should not say anything rude? "

Xiao He licked his lips, provocatively: "Who says I'm a gentleman."

Finally, the wings behind Feng Xuan couldn't help but slowly close together, gently resting on Xiao He's shoulders, covering him inside.

Xiao He's body trembled uncontrollably. He still remembered the feeling of Feng Xie touching him with this thing before, so he tremblingly said: "Take... take away your wings! Don't touch me with it..."

Feng Xie smiled softly and pecked his lips: "Huh? It turns out that you are only good with your tongue."

"I just don't want that strong..." orgasm.

Feng Xi knew that he was really scared, so she took Xiao He's hand and wrapped it around her wings: "Then you touch it... when you touch it, it feels so comfortable."

Xiao He had no choice but to blush and put his palm on it, and give it to Feng Shunmao one by one along the direction of the feather covering.

"Xiao He..."

When Xiao He touched Feng Xie's wings, he lost his mind, subconsciously hummed.

"did you like it."

"Um……"

"Then let me touch you..."

Feng Qi stared at Xiao He's out-of-focus eyes, and the smile on the corner of her lips was like a demon tempting to commit crimes.

"I'll be gentle this time... okay?"

Xiao He nodded hesitantly: "Mmm..."

The huge wings closed together, wrapping him a little distance away from Xiao He and caressing him several times.Because he didn't touch it thoroughly, Xiao He just felt comfortable, but his mind was gradually bewitched.

Feng Xuan asked in a low voice, "How do you feel?"

"I……"

Xiao He gasped lightly as if lacking oxygen: "I like it..."

Feng Qi closed the wings again, and this time it was attached to Xiao He's body, the spiritual power in the tourmaline bead overflowed from Xiao He's body even more violently, Feng Qi wrapped Xiao He's wings and slid up and down, breathing heavily and turbidly: " how about this?"

"Feng Yu..." Xiao He choked up and grabbed his clothes, relying on Feng Yu's chest to keep himself from falling down.

Feng Xi looked down at the bright golden colored feathers around Xiao He's neck, took a deep breath and wrapped him completely in his wings.Xiao He only uttered a low cry with a crying sound, like a frog boiled in warm water, the two wings were now completely attached to Xiao He's body, and the other party did not resist too violently.

The two of them stood in the middle, surrounded by wings to form a huge red cocoon, the cocoon was alive, it was wriggling up and down, wrapping the person inside, faster and faster.

The feeling of the fusion of souls is too wonderful, like a drug, Feng Xie couldn't stop, he hugged Xiao He's body and kissed him, as long as he touched him, there would be supreme pleasure, leading him I can't stop sinking in the abyss of desire...

"Xiao He."

Xiao He could hardly stand still holding onto Feng Xie's feathers, his face was flushed, and tears kept pouring out.He had never tried such a pleasure, it seemed to be sexual...but it seemed to be far beyond sex.

"No, no, stop...!"

The two red wings suddenly accelerated their rubbing speed, wrapping around Xiao He as if ruthless and shaking violently twice, Xiao He couldn't help screaming, it just clattered and opened completely behind Feng Xuan .

The clothes on Xiao He's body were clearly neat, but as if he had been ravaged wantonly, he was twitching unceasingly when Feng Xie hugged him against his chest.

The latter kissed his face, revealing a full smile.

"You tell me what it's called?"

"..."

Xiao He panted heavily, curled up in his arms with his eyes closed and kept shaking his head.

Satisfied, Feng Xi carried him to the bed and hugged him: "Desensitization treatment..."

"Xiao He, have you forgotten?"

Xiao He glared at him bitterly: "You...you have reason."

Feng Xuan sighed: "Although our soul power is far behind, every time you reach your limit, adding up one after another, one day we will stand on the same level."

After he finished speaking, he added: "Xiao He, you have to work hard, don't make me wait too long... at least let me experience the joy of complete fusion."

"I'm a phoenix..."

——Xiao He felt that he seemed to be saying, your sex-ability is too poor, you have to catch up quickly, you can't pass out every time you slap a few times, at least let me enjoy it for a while!