818 The Uncle Feng Who Fell on My Balcony

Xiao He actually woke up in the early hours of the morning. When he woke up, he found that Feng Xie was not by his side, and he was really stunned for a while.

Xiao He tried his best to recall how he fell asleep, but he couldn't remember, he only remembered chatting with Feng Xuan after entering the room, and fell asleep while chatting...

Xiao He didn't feel sleepy anymore, he got up and leaned against the head of the bed in a daze.The window of the room was not closed, Xiao He stared there for a long time - what attracted him to leave?

It was only past three o'clock, and the servants at home didn't wake up at this point. Xiao He originally wanted to ask someone to ask if Feng Xie had gone out, but judging from the possibility, Feng Xie would not leave the door normally.

So where did he go?

Xiao He suddenly felt his neck was a little hot, looked down, and saw that little colorful feather was shining with golden light, Xiao He held it blankly, straightened up quickly, got out of bed, walked to the window and looked at the sky outside.

A bright moon is big and round, hanging above the head.

The soft moonlight made Xiao He feel a little dazzling.

The night of the full moon, the night of the full moon, why did he forget that the so-called "full moon" is just to judge whether the moon is round or not through vision, the specific time is not necessarily a certain day, that is to say, Feng Xie may...

Xiao He stood there expressionless, remembering Feng Xie's abnormal reaction before - he was not allowed to look at his face, and his body temperature was higher than before.It's understandable that body temperature rises when he's not feeling well, so... why isn't he allowed to see his face?

When Xiao He asked this question, he already had an answer in his heart. He felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and unconsciously grabbed the window lattice with force, almost breaking his fingernails.

Xiao He took a deep breath in pain, put his fingers in front of his lips and blew lightly a few times.Xiao He suddenly smelled a sweet scent, very faint, if he didn't put it in front of his mouth and nose, he wouldn't be able to smell it at all.Xiao He sniffed it a few more times in doubt, and it really had a sweet smell...very familiar.

Xiao He couldn't remember it for a while, he turned on the light and looked at his fingers carefully - there was clearly nothing on his hands, um... no, there seemed to be a little golden reflection, very delicate.

Xiao He remembered what it was, Feng Xie's blood.

He once took Feng Xie's blood for experiments, and after the blood dries up, it will look like this, the red color will fade away, leaving only thin gold powder.

Xiao He suddenly returned to the bed and began to overturn the bed, nervously opening the mattress layer by layer to check.

But no, nothing, when his little Phoenix left, he was so "considerate" that he erased all traces.Xiao He smiled wryly in his heart, not knowing whether to praise him or beat him up.

After searching for a long time, he finally found a small piece of dried blood in the corner of the bedside table. The red color was so light that it was hard to see, but it turned into a heavy gold, with a thick layer of powder accumulated, tightly adhered to the huanghuali. The wooden headboard of the bed looks like a piece of paint that has not been evenly applied.

Xiao He attached his palm, unable to cry, only sighed.

——Such a thick bloodstain, how much bleeding, dare to run outside.

When Feng Yu came back, Xiao He was standing in front of the window, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, as if he was looking at the scenery, and also as if he was waiting for him to come back.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and Feng Xuan gently rolled in from the window, and was hugged by Xiao He.

Feng Xie suddenly remembered that when they met for the first time, Xiao He was also standing in front of the window, and he fell into his arms...

Feng Xie felt miserable all night, finally saw Xiao He, hugged him tightly in his arms as soon as they met, his body was much taller than Xiao He, bent over, buried his face on his shoulder, wronged, depressed, Sad, hate!

——Why is Tiandao so cruel to him.

Negative emotions surged up, if it wasn't for the consideration of the face of the ancient god, Feng Xie might cry loudly.

——He would probably want to be so willful only in front of Xiao He.

Xiao He raised his head and gently rubbed against Feng Yu's ear, put his face against his little Phoenix, hugged him and patted his back.Feng Yu also sniffed and kissed Xiao He's neck like a suckling swallow returning to its nest. There was no intense kiss, but it was very intimate.

Xiao He hugged him, thinking to himself, you are smart, you know how to go home to lick your wound when you are injured.

He is so close to Feng Xie, it's easy to smell the faint fragrance of his body, Feng Xie usually doesn't have any smell on his body, how could he be fragrant?It was obviously blood, and the smell was so bland, it must have been cleaned up beforehand.

Xiao He knew everything, didn't say anything, and just waited for Feng Xie to recruit himself - this kind of bad character was very similar to his mother.

After rubbing against Xiao He's neck and smelling enough, Feng Xi remembered that it was time to explain to him where she had gone, and pulled Xiao He onto the bed and stuffed it in her arms as a pillow: "I went out for a stroll in the early morning and wanted to find Looking for the hot spring you mentioned... but I didn't find it, so I got lost."

Xiao He was almost amused by his clumsy excuse, he didn't say anything, but ran his hand along Feng's back, but couldn't find the wound.

Feng Xie was about to push him down, Xiao Hecai suddenly said: "Let me see where it hurts."

Feng Xie's body froze instantly, the meaning of Xiao He's words was very clear - he knew why he went out last night.

Xiao He glanced at him suspiciously, and stretched out his hands to pick off Feng Xuan's clothes. Only then did the petrified Phoenix come to his senses, grabbing Xiao He with both hands and hugging him forcefully, his voice was as weak as a guilty conscience: "No... alright."

Xiao He leaned in Feng Yu's arms, saw the fatigue and discomfort between his brows, and asked softly, "At that time...was it serious?"

Feng Xuan smiled and shook his head: "It's not serious, because you're by my side, it's actually not as uncomfortable as before. I'm really lost, or I'd be back a long time ago."

Xiao He hummed, leaning his face against Feng Xie's chest, and didn't speak for a long time.Feng Xie had just let go of his heart and brought it up again——Since Xiao He could even guess that he was running away with supernatural power last night, could he also guess... Did he go out to find someone to vent?

Feng Qi hoped that he could guess it, hoped that he would not guess it, hoped that if he guessed it, or would lose his temper with himself, then he could proudly tell Xiao He that he never went to anyone else to coax him —He might be very happy.But if Xiao Hezhen guessed it and asked him what he was doing out last night... what should we do?Should I say that I was temporarily disfigured, or can't use him to vent my divine power?It seems that it is not good to say...

But Xiao He didn't continue to ask, Xiao He was thinking about last night when Feng Xie hugged him and suddenly started to absorb spiritual power, he felt that he should trust Feng Xie, if the spiritual power of tourmaline beads could help him solve his physical condition, he certainly wouldn't go out.

...Or because he is a mortal.

When Xiao He didn't speak, Feng Xie became uneasy, hesitating whether to take the initiative to tell him.

Just when he thought Xiao He wouldn't ask any more questions, the person in his arms suddenly said, "I..."

Feng Xi firmly held Xiao He's hand, and he told himself not to be nervous, but his heart still couldn't help beating -- just as fast as Xiao He was beating when he was afraid.

Xiao He took a deep breath, buried his face in Feng Xie's arms and didn't look at him, and asked in a vague voice, "Is it okay if I have tourmaline beads in my body... because I'm a mortal?"

Feng Xie was stunned, he didn't expect Xiao He to guess so deeply even after beating him to death, so how can he explain it? !

Xiao He didn't hear Feng Xie's words, thought he was acquiescing, and raised his head to look at him: "Then tell me, last night...who were you with?"

Feng Xuan hurriedly replied: "I went to find Ying Lin last night, and the others... nothing."

He thought that he and Ying Lin were frank, but he didn't know that Xiao He cared about him the most, and his head exploded when he heard the name - he would rather Feng Xie just find someone to fuck on the side of the road!Whether it's a one-night stand or dew, it's better to go and find an old lover!

Ying Lin's position in Feng Xie's heart is not normal, Xiao He can see that he has always felt that there is a problem between the two of them, but he did not expect that there is really a problem!

... But so what, who made him a mortal, unable to help Feng Qiu, should he just watch him die?With that amount of blood, and the appearance that he didn't want him to see, he could guess how dire the situation would be.

It was the first time that Xiao He hated his mortal status so much. He took a deep breath and suppressed his anger in his heart—where in this world are there so many powerful monsters? Ying Lin is the only person he can find around here. .

Xiao He grabbed Feng Xie's hand and got off the bed expressionlessly: "Come with me!"

Before Feng Xuan could react, Xiao He dragged him into the bathroom, unscrewed the shower and poured it on his head, Feng Xuan was immediately stunned.While showering him, Xiao He peeled off his clothes, wiped his skin vigorously, not even sparing the most delicate part of his thighs.

——The smell of others, don't stay on him.

Feng Xie looked down at him with a frown, Xiao He looked back blankly, and took off his wet clothes: "I didn't sleep well yesterday, take a bath and sleep for a while."

Feng Xie thought about it for a long time, and suddenly his heart suddenly became clear—Xiao Heke had never found fault like this before, is he angry at him now?Hmm...it still tastes good.

So he didn't resist anymore, and let Xiao He clean him up for nothing. During this period, he tried to rush over to hug Xiao He a few times, but was ruthlessly pushed away.

Xiao He is still angry, how can he have time to make fun of him.

After washing and drying, Xiao He became depressed, and finally stopped being so angry. He took a towel and a hair dryer to dry Feng Xie's hair, and then tucked him into the bed: "You tossed and tossed all night last night, rest for a while."

"...???"

Obediently letting Xiao He play like a doll for so long, until being stuffed into the bed, Feng Xie still hasn't recovered - is this the end?

He lay there blinking his eyes, and Xiao He covered him with a quilt—strange, did he miss a few words just now?Why is this the end of the question?What about questioning?What about the taste?What about getting angry?What if I don't listen to what I don't listen to and make trouble for no reason? ?He turned the page before coaxing him? ? ?

Feng Xie lay on the bed in a daze, with Xiao He in his arms. He subconsciously tightened his arms and hugged him tightly, and then he heard Xiao He say, "Sleep, I'm sleepy too."

"……"etc!its not right! !

Feng Xie thought well at first, if Xiao He tasted delicious, he would tell him what happened last night, what kind of relationship he and Ying Lin had, what are their origins, and if he tasted good, it showed that he cared Himself; but if he doesn't like it, it means that Xiao He knows that he and Ying Lin are brothers, and he trusts him. In short, the result will be good.

But now, Xiao He didn't say a word, and all Feng Xie's conjectures would overthrow the reconstruction—he didn't ask what he meant, and didn't believe that he didn't go to someone else?Or don't you care who you go to? ?What do you mean you just showered yourself?It's not because I'm jealous but because I hate him!This... this mortal, doesn't he actually care about him at all?

Feng Xuan stared at the ceiling with staring eyes, and suddenly remembered that before he left, he asked Xiao He if he wanted to live forever. Follow yourself?

But there is nothing wrong with being immortal, whatever Xiao He wants, he has it...

Feng Xie suddenly felt that Xiao He was strangling his waist, and when he lowered his head, he saw Xiao He was looking at him angrily: "Are you still sleeping or not, close your eyes and sleep!"

What are you thinking about?

Feng Xuan frowned, and heard Xiao He gasp in a heavy voice, but his voice became much more peaceful: "Come with me to rest for a while, I will take you to find the hot spring in the afternoon, okay? The hot spring on the mountain is quite hot. Yes, you will like it, just in case you are tired all night and can recover from fatigue."

Feng Qi looked at Xiao He's face, and a little fire ignited in his heart. He gently touched his face with pity: "When did you wake up last night? Did you wait for me all night?"

Xiao He twitched the corners of his mouth, and actually smiled: "No way, I didn't sleep well last night, maybe because I didn't sleep well. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I will have dinner with my family in the evening, and it will probably be very late again. Sleep for a while and won't be sleepy at night."

"..." Are you fucking affectionate again?

Feng Xie stiffly hugged Xiao He tightly in his arms, and exhaled restrainedly: "Then you go to sleep, I will accompany you."

Xiao He closed his eyes, and didn't let go of Feng Yu's waist at all, and he didn't even feel sleepy - he would definitely be able to cure Feng Yu's problems, even if the theory proposed before was not feasible, he still had to try.I have been a doctor for so many years, I have saved so many people, and I can't even cure my lover's body?Let him suffer every month?Ask him to visit Ying Lin once a month?Then he might as well find a piece of tofu and kill him!

Feng Xie didn't feel sleepy either, Little Fenghuang, who never thought much, couldn't help but think a lot, he was thinking about Xiao He's attitude towards him, the things that were certain before became uncertain now.So... what if Xiao He really doesn't want to go back to Kunlun Mountain with him, just snatch him away?But he didn't have a way to make mortals live forever... He asked before, but he didn't find a way.

Feng Xie stared at the furry head in his arms and secretly gritted his teeth, hating and angry in his heart, wishing to bite him.I have to find a chance to meet Father God. Father God knows a lot, and maybe he knows how to make mortals live forever. When he finds a way, he will take Xiao He away!In short, he is a mortal, whether he likes it or not, once he is stuffed into Nixiao Palace, can he run back by himself?Where do you want to run after taking his feathers, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming!

Feng Xi hugged Xiao He tightly with hatred, and those who were hugged by him also hugged him tightly, and no one let go.

——This is really a strange scene, in broad daylight, on the same bed, two people have their own thoughts, hugging each other, pretending to sleep.

The author has something to say: Feng Yu: Why did Xiao He rub my place so vigorously, my bird skin was about to be rubbed off...

The author's interlude: very powerful, a pun (·人·)ヾ(°?°ヾ)