818 The Uncle Feng Who Fell on My Balcony

The moment Ying Lin appeared, Feng Xuan opened the barrier. He looked very embarrassed at the moment, his long clothes were messy, his neckline was wide open, and his naked chest was so white that it glowed a little.He covered the bed with black hair, a few strands were winding around Xiao He's neck, wet with his sweat, looking quite... erotic.

Shenfeng always cares about his image, even if the other party is Ying Lin, Feng Xuan has to tidy up before he is willing to see him.He pushed his hair back, covered Xiao He's body with a thin quilt, and then let Ying Lin in.

"You found the tourmaline bead."

Ying Lin used the declarative sentence with a cold face. There should have been a shoe print on his face, but he probably washed it off with a spell.

Feng Yu smiled lazily, but also somewhat proudly: "As you can see."

Ying Lin glanced at Xiao He who was lying on the bed, but before he could reach him, he was blocked halfway by Feng Xuan, who narrowed his eyes in displeasure: "Want to die?"

Feng Xie's stinky temper has been the same for tens of thousands of years. For example, once he starts pecking, he can't stop. For example, he has to pull his things under his stomach and hide them, and no one will give him a second look.

Being stingy, that's right, Feng Xie is very narrow-minded.

I especially remember that when Feng Qi was still a young phoenix, he occasionally got a piece of multicolored stone. It was shiny and beautiful. Ying Lin wanted to come and play, but he hadn’t snatched it yet. He exploded into a hedgehog, hugged the multicolored stone with two paws and stuffed it under the nest, and then Ying Lin was chased by the narrow-minded fried phoenix from Kunlun to the door of the house...

Back then, Ying Lin was still a young dragon, he hadn't grown tough scales yet, and he would even innocently follow Feng Xuan and call him brother... But he suffered such cruel abuse, and his tender forehead was bruised. Peck out several packages.What's even more exasperating is that the father never cared about their fight. Ying Lin went to complain, and he smiled and asked why he grew horns so early.

Whose dragon has long horns and a head? !

In short, Ying Lin has never called him brother since then—even if Feng Xie is really related to him by blood.

Brother ass, a dead pervert.

Ying Lin said coldly: "Fortunately, it's me today, so absorbing spiritual power like that is like eating human souls. If someone bumps into you..."

will be arrested and beaten to death.

Feng Xie recalled her posture when she was absorbing spiritual power, and kissed her uncontrollably... she remained silent.

and many more.

"When did you arrive?"

"Don't spoil the good things from Dragon Palace." Ying Lin didn't answer, and changed the topic.

Does that mean from the beginning to the end?

The veins on Feng Xie's forehead couldn't help but jump up again: "...I'm just used to it."

"Me?" Ying Lin blinked suspiciously, isn't this phoenix always coming and going.

Feng Xuan understood what he meant, raised her eyebrows and said nothing.

Shenlong's brain was wide open. He thought of the scene he saw just now, and warned him forcefully: "Forcing a mortal to practice dual cultivation will not work. He can't bear your divine power and will be sucked dry."

"I never forced him!"

"He can't do it voluntarily, he will die."

Feng Xi gritted her teeth: "We are innocent!"

Shenlong aimed at Xiao He again. If I remember correctly, this mortal was paralyzed there just now and had no strength to fight back. His lower body was worse than incontinence.Although it is indeed reluctant to bear the divine phoenix with a mortal body, it may not be that Feng Xuan is too much, but... no matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with the word innocence.

"The eyes don't want me to pick them out for you."

Ying Lin was silent for a long time, and said seriously: "He is a mortal."

The latter was slightly taken aback, and wanted to continue explaining that there was nothing between him and this mortal, but seeing Ying Lin's supposedly contemptuous expression, he suddenly became upset.

Fenghuang smiled, and the world turned pale. Fengyu counted with his fingers: "Yazi, Taotie, Pulao, Jiaotu, Chiki..."

Ying Lin couldn't listen anymore: "Shut up."

Feng Xie smiled maliciously, and with her beautiful phoenix eyes, she said riddles that only they could understand - your dragon relatives are full of birds and beasts every day, even tortoises and jackals, what if I find a mortal.Who doesn't know the filth of the Protoss, let alone how it is, even if you really want this mortal, so what, fuck you, Dad, who cares about who you care about.

Tired of bickering, Feng Xi returned to that lazy state and leaned against the window: "What happened in the previous generation has nothing to do with us, so you don't have to stare at me like this."

His words were somewhat helpless. Ying Lin's father was the dragon that provided Feng Xie with dragon blood. He was rescued by the divine phoenix in the great battle, and now he is the only divine phoenix left in the world. The kindness has been passed on When it comes to him, he has been controlling (accustomed to) Feng Qi like an old man.

And he not only takes care of himself, but also wants his son to take care of it.But in fact, Feng Xie was born with a phoenix egg, while Ying Lin was inspired by dragon blood. In terms of seniority, he is actually Ying Lin's elder...

"You will cause trouble." He still needs to clean up the mess.

Phoenix fried hair: "Fuck!"

Ying Lin had no expression on his face, there was nothing wrong with his words.

Feng Xi suppressed his anger and glared at him: "When will you leave?"

"?"

"I mean, why are you still here? Is there something wrong? Go back early if there is nothing wrong."

"What about you?"

Feng Xie glanced at the bed subconsciously: "Here is the tourmaline bead." So he had to stay here until the bead was completely absorbed.

Ying Lin looked at his profile and said nothing, suddenly wanted to ask - just because of the tourmaline beads?After all, the words were not uttered, Shenlong's figure flashed slightly, and disappeared in place: "Let's go."

As soon as Ying Lin left, Feng Xuan let out all the momentum, moved back to the bed from the window, lifted the quilt, and saw Xiao He's miserable face.

"..." He did all this?

But it was clear that she only kissed her...how could it be...

Xiao He's pajama pants were tightly stuck to his body, and there was a spot between his legs that was still wet.Feng Xuan was a little guilty, and after confirming again and again that Xiao He had indeed fallen asleep, he secretly took off his pants.

It's even worse when you take it off.

……

With Xiao He's uneasy expression even in his sleep, it was even worse.

……

Feng Xie was so decadent that the whole bird would turn to ashes.

What a goddamn ancestor, I think of him as an ancient divine phoenix, not only powerful but also beautiful, he has always been held up by others, there are countless gods, demons and immortals in the three worlds who recommend himself as a pillow, no matter how he... It is not enough to force a mortal.

Feng Xuan was stunned for a while, put his hand in front of his eyes, and pulled lightly with two fingers, pulling out a small lightning.

"Could it be related to this?"

He carefully recalled what Xiao He said, and finally remembered how dopamine is a pleasant way-sex, orgasm, orgasm.

Could it be that he didn't say that sentence deliberately to lure and seduce himself?

Feng Qi lay down on Xiao He's side, holding one hand, squeezed out a small lightning bolt with his fingertips, relaxed and let it go a few times, and then hesitantly pressed the back of Xiao He's head, and the mortal who he regarded as the experimental subject immediately He hummed and arched his waist, then completely collapsed on the bed.

...This time, the power seems to be too high.

After Feng Yu figured out that it wasn't his own animal nature that caused the trouble, and he didn't care about the mortals who were made worse by him, he immediately showed a happy expression. Low laughter: "A mortal body is interesting."

Xiao He couldn't hear it, and the experiment was still going on. Feng Xi didn't care if he could hear it or not, and said in a negotiating tone: "I don't mean to do anything to you, just try. And you look very happy, right? .”

"Well... so."

Talking about pressing his temple, a slender bolt of lightning shot out from his fingertips, piercing through the opponent's entire brain, and Xiao He, who had fallen into a deep sleep, finally cried out, with pain and pleasure, two lines of tears slipped from his tightly closed eyes.

Stretching out his hand, he hugged him into his arms, wiped off the tears on his face, Feng Qi hugged Xiao He, and moved his lips to the side of his neck to touch and peck again.

After confirming the territory, the bird buried its face on Xiao He's neck and laughed happily: "Interesting, really interesting... What a treasure, haha."

... Ying Lin may be right, Feng Xie is just a pervert.

The author has something to say: Feng: I'm not a pervert, I just find it interesting.

Xiao He: Don't look at me, I'm sleeping, I don't know anything.