ten steps one kill

Duan Changya is still standing at the end of Ya'an.

The section of the collapse extended just below his feet, and he looked like he was only one step away from the abyss.

He didn't move for a long time, the tip of the sword in his hand was hanging down to the ground, blood was still dripping from the edge of the sword, dripping into the ground and into the crevices of the rocks.This time, the dead man's blood seemed to be so heavy that he couldn't raise his arm for a long time, and he couldn't put the sword into the sheath neatly like last time.

As the night fell, his already pale complexion looked even paler, even a little sick.

It's just that he is still standing upright, his face is as cold as frost, he looks like a sculpture from a distance, only those who are closest to him can see the strangeness in his expression, he is frowning, his eyelashes are shaking slightly, but his facial features are tense , not as cold and confident as usual, it is natural, but it seems to be deliberately suppressing something, and pretending to be indifferent.

His disguise was like a sheer veil, thinly wrapped around him.

Liu Hongfeng happened to be just a few feet away, and this layer of veil happened to fall into Liu Hongfeng's eyes, as if it was a reward for his unblinking eyes.

He quickly walked in front of the other party, and said with concern: "Chang Ya, are you okay?"

Duan Changya turned his head slightly, his thin and shallow lips were pulled up, a thread of red blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, which was quickly wiped away by the back of his hand.

Liu Hongfeng raised his eyebrows immediately, and said, "Why is there blood in your mouth, did you suffer from an internal injury?"

Duan Changya nodded and said, "Yes."

His face was originally as pale as snow, but now there was a red mark on his cheek that could not be wiped clean, as if plum blossom petals had fallen on the snow.

Liu Hongfeng was very excited when he saw it, and immediately rolled up his sleeves, raised them in front of the opponent's eyes, dabbed lightly near the corner of his mouth, and wiped off the blood stains with a red cloth.The other hand stabilized the opponent's shoulder, and the whole person was like a plaster, almost sticking to the opponent's body.

Duan Changya took a step away calmly and refused, "I'm fine."

"It's nothing to blame." Liu Hongfeng took a step closer, "Your complexion is so ugly, and your body temperature is so cold, as if you were thrown into ice water and just rescued."

"I didn't fall into the water."

"Did you get injured just now?"

Duan Changya nodded again.

"That's weird," Liu Hongfeng stroked his chin and said, "Phaseless Kung Fu is a Buddhist Kungfu, which belongs to the nature of masculinity. Even if it causes internal injuries, it shouldn't be so cold."

Duan Changya said again: "It's my own problem, my internal strength training is not enough, and I didn't press it properly, that's why I got hurt."

Liu Hongfeng pressed his palm against his forehead again, and let it go after a while, saying: "Cause injury? No way, if your kung fu is not good enough, wouldn't the martial arts practitioners in the world be scorching at the leftovers?" It's not as good as it is."

Duan Changya didn't answer, but narrowed his eyes slightly, the corners of his mouth were tense, his expression seemed distressed, and he seemed to be complaining.

Liu Hongfeng clapped his hands: "Hey, I was confused. I know that you are not feeling well, but you still ask questions. It really insults my reputation of being gentle and considerate." After that, as if to prove his words, he embraced the other While biting the pinna of the ear with his lips, he said softly: "Xiao Ya Ya, you don't have to be afraid, just cry out if you feel uncomfortable, your brother Feng will carry it for you when the sky falls."

Duan Changya's voice was a bit rough: "...the sky won't fall, but you blocked my eyes."

"I can be your eyes," Liu Hongfeng said happily, "Where do you want to go? What do you need me to do for you? Just ask, I will do my best."

Duan Changya was silent for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "Please support me for a moment, and leave this place with me."

"I can't ask for it!"

"It's best to cover it for me, don't let others see my injury."

"It's an honor!"

Duan Changya turned his gaze away, saw the man making a fuss, and sighed softly.

Liu Hongfeng hugged Duan Changya's shoulders tightly, the two turned around together, and walked slowly down the ramp to Qing Guangya, there were still many people gathered around, the two walked for a while, Liu Hongfeng suddenly raised his voice: "Hey, Mr. Duan, I'm seriously injured, can you give me a hand?"

Duan Changya was startled, and said in a low voice, "You don't have to be like this..."

"It's all right," Liu Hongfeng said, "My face isn't worth anything, you can take as much as you need, and it doesn't matter if you peel it off and give it to you." After speaking, she seemed to have more meaning, and winked at the other party.

It's a pity that Duan Changya didn't catch his winking eyes, but looked around, looking for a place to go, and after a while, said: "Let's go to Quebeiwu and rest for a while."

"Okay, it's all up to you." Liu Hongfeng nodded immediately, and leaned over like a bird leaning on someone, snuggling up to Duan Changya's shoulder, secretly supporting him with her body.

Duan Changya walked steadily, the long sword was put in the box, his shoulders were kept straight, his expression was as calm as usual, as if he had transcended the mortal world, aloof and unattainable.

Only Liu Hongfeng heard his increasingly heavy breathing, saw his tightly clenched fists, and his trembling arms with bulging veins that were pulled by the fists.

He is like a wooden chariot to attack the city, with a perfect skin but empty inside.

The two passed by Liu Qian's side, and Liu Hongfeng felt the latter's cold eyes from a distance: "Look at Mr. Duan, Mr. Duan is safe and sound, only you have tossed yourself into such a mess, and you are not afraid of being laughed at."

Liu Hongfeng curled her lips and said, "You despise me so much, why don't you follow Mr. Duan and stop following me."

Liu Qian snorted: "I'm not such an asshole like you, I'm a righteous person, even if you are old, weak, sick, and disabled, I will not throw you away."

Liu Hongfeng said with a dry smile: "Then I really have to thank you for never leaving."

The night blurred the vision, and the surrounding scenery became darker and darker. The people who gathered nearby turned around and left one after another when they saw the end of the song.

Liu Hongfeng glanced behind her again.

Only half of Qing Guangya's wall remains, exposing the farther coastline, where Huichuan enters the sea, where the current has washed out a delta, and the island is covered with white waves.

This water gushes out from Longyin Spring, every drop is brand new, like a baby just born in the world, after that, he has to go through all kinds of baptisms, engulfed in mud and sand, and is scarred and utterly painful when he hits the rapids in the rapids The furious roar finally poured into the sea, where it calmed down amidst the tumbling waves.

Although the river flows day and night without rest, the sea never overflows, or even rises a little.Some people say that it is because there is a Guixu in the middle of the sea. The Guixu is unfathomable and accommodates rivers from all directions, but it will never be filled.

Liu Hongfeng suddenly had a feeling that the fate of all living beings is also like water pouring into the ruins. No matter how high the source is from a mountain or a ditch, no matter how much struggle they go through, they will eventually fall into the bottomless abyss, leaving nothingness behind.

He turned his eyes back to his side, and said softly, "Chang Ya, if you hold on for a while, you'll be there soon."

Duan Changya nodded to him, his tense facial features slightly relaxed, showing a reassuring look, his faint eyelashes flickered in the darkness like feathers, scratching at the tip of Liu Hongfeng's heart.

Liu Hongfeng's smiling eyes were curved, and there was tenderness and lingering in his eyes, and he turned to the person he loved dearly by his side.

This tenderness almost seems to be real, even he himself wants to believe it.

Quebeiwu has gone through a catastrophe, and an empty house and ruined courtyard are spread alone in the night, and it is a mess inside and out.Standing outside the courtyard, you can still see the new tombs of the boatmen from a distance. The soil just filled is still wet. Just a few hours ago, the drunkard was still crying beside the tombstone. Now, he has chased after them. Follow in the footsteps of the dead.

No one mourned for him, and not even one of his friends remained in the world.The turbid waves of the rivers and lakes are surging, and countless silt and sand are swept away. Who will bother to ask about the life and death of a lone leaf.

Liu Hongfeng glanced briefly in the direction of the new tomb, then closed the door behind her.Leaving Liu Qian outside the door to guard, he helped Duan Changya walk into the house.

This is a bedroom shared by three boatmen. Three couches are placed side by side by the wall facing the door, all of which are simply made of wooden boards.

After Duan Changya entered the door, he seemed to be a different person. He staggered a few steps, propped one hand on the nearest bed, and the other rested on his chest, bent low, and closed his eyes tightly. .

The heavy breathing echoed in the room, it sounded like the neighing of wild animals.

Liu Hongfeng slightly covered the window leaves, then paced to the side of his companion, bent down to check his situation.

Duan Changya's finger knuckles turned white, and he grabbed his chest fiercely, pulling the fabric into deep folds, as if it was about to embed into the flesh.His chest heaved violently with his breathing, his cheeks were completely bloodless, and a layer of cold sweat hung on his forehead, which wet the temples on his forehead.His long hair, which was originally neat and orderly, was disheveled on his shoulders, and the jet-black strands made his face even paler.

If he hadn't seen his state at this moment, even Liu Hongfeng would not have imagined how much pain he had swallowed in front of others just now to pretend that nothing had happened.

Could it be that this man's heart is made of iron.

Liu Hongfeng was not afraid, and put on an aura that would melt even the iron, with one hand on Duan Changya's back, stroking back and forth, as if comforting a sick child.

Because of the opportunity of taking care of Liu Qian, he practiced a set of familiar techniques to comfort people.With Duan Changya by his company, although his injury has not been alleviated, his expression has eased slightly.

The colder it is, the more people yearn for the warmth of the firelight. Even Duan Changya couldn't help it, and unconsciously leaned towards Liu Hongfeng.

Their shoulders were quickly pressed together, and their foreheads touched each other from time to time.Liu Hongfeng sensed an unknown chill in Duan Changya's body, which was completely different from the inner breath he usually used. He put his hands on his chest, as if he could suppress the restlessness in his chest.

Liu Hongfeng waited patiently until he finally relaxed his light upper hand slightly, and slowly raised his head.

His fingers were already red from clenching, and his collar was stained with sweat. Fortunately, his shoulders finally stopped trembling, and his cheeks returned to a little rosy.

Liu Hongfeng raised his sleeves, wiped off the remaining sweat for him, and said softly: "This house has been ransacked, there are really no towels and clean water, you just make do with it."

Duan Changya grabbed Liu Hongfeng's wrist to stop the latter's movement: "Enough, your hands are soaked."

Liu Hongfeng didn't resist, but he didn't pull away either. He just kept his restrained posture and said, "How do you feel now?"

"I'm fine now," Duan Changya took several deep breaths, and when his condition finally calmed down, he carefully looked at the person a short distance away and asked, "Why is your face so red?"

Liu Hongfeng's eyes drooped slightly, and he said: "You held me so tightly and panted so hard that your breath hit my face, making me not blush. That little bastard Liu Qian was listening outside. Thought we were doing something indescribable."

Duan Changya was startled, and immediately let go of the opponent's arm, saying, "Sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay," Liu Hongfeng waved at him, "This place is too boring, and I don't want to do it either. After you recover, we can find a better place to do it."

Duan Changya: "..."

As if gradually getting used to the other party's nonsense, Duan Changya turned around and sat down beside the bed with a somewhat reassuring expression.

This room has lost its owner and has been turned into a mess after a lot of ransacking. The quilts are all slumped on the ground, or they have been torn, or trampled and dirty, and they are absolutely useless. The so-called bed is nothing but only Just a few cold planks.

Duan Changya sat on it with a straight posture, he didn't look like he was resting and recuperating, but he seemed to be listening to his master's lectures in the school.

Liu Hongfeng chuckled, sat down beside him, turned her head and said, "This bed is too hard, why don't you lie on my lap."

As he said that, he showed smiling eyes, put his legs together obediently, and patted with one hand.

Duan Changya frowned slightly, and said, "No need..."

"You don't need to be polite to me." Liu Hongfeng immediately interrupted him, and without explanation, grabbed his shoulders and pressed his head against her lap.

Duan Changya didn't expect this sudden attack, and was caught off guard. When he came back to his senses, he was already lying on his back on the bed, with the back of his head resting on the opponent's knees, soft and warm. There was a smiling face in front of him. Face, lowered his head and stared at himself.

"How, is it very comfortable? Is it because you don't want to get up when you lie on your pillow?"

"..."

Although Duan Changya frowned, he turned his eyes away and did not look directly into the other's eyes.

Liu Hongfeng immediately sensed that this was a signal of his compromise.

The lack of change in this person's expression made him laugh and scream like it was difficult to make a miser open his wallet, but he was not without concerns, but the changes were more subtle than others and needed to be carefully captured.Once you get used to catching them, you will become addicted. It's like squatting on the ground and watching ants build a nest. It's so much fun that you can't stop.

Liu Hongfeng has already captured some insights, and even went to the school to set up a class to teach people how to observe Duan Changya's face.He believed that there must be many people from all over Tianjimen who came to learn it.

For example, at this moment, Liu Hongfeng could see that Duan Changya didn't really hate his knees. After all, this person's heart wasn't made of iron, and when he was exhausted, he needed warmth from others.

That's why he dared to act recklessly, and even intensified his actions.

With his hand, he gently brushed the broken hair on Duan Changya's forehead, twisted a strand from time to time, and played with it between his fingers.

Duan Changya's hair is light in color, and when a strand is plucked out alone, the hair is no longer black, but glows with a faint silver light, thin and soft, almost transparent.

There is no light in the room, the door is closed tightly, and the window leaves are lowered. The surrounding area is dark. The narrow and messy house seems to be stretched very large and empty. Only those who are close enough can see each other clearly.

Liu Hongfeng lowered his eyes, stared at the person on his lap, and asked, "Chang Ya, are you hiding a secret from me?"

Duan Changya's chest rose and fell slightly, and he said flatly, "I have always been honest with my friends, and I have never hidden anything from you."

Liu Hongfeng frowned: "But I can't figure it out, you obviously won, why did you suffer such serious internal injuries?"

Duan Changya also fixed Liu Hongfeng's eyes.

He rested on each other's lap and looked up at each other's cheeks. In such a posture, it was difficult for the two of them to escape each other's sight.

He didn't keep Liu Hongfeng waiting too long before he replied: "I told you that when I was young, I was in poor health, and I have always relied on martial arts to strengthen my body, so my internal strength has always been lacking, and my foundation is unstable. Injuried."

"So that's how it is," Liu Hongfeng brushed his forehead lightly with his fingers, "It's really hard for you, your childhood must have been very hard."

Duan Changya was stunned for a moment, a daze flashed in his eyes, as if trying to recall the past, but lost in the distant and vague memory.So he replied: "It's just the age of ignorance when I was young, there is nothing special, and there is no bitterness or joy."

Liu Hongfeng just shook his head: "That's wrong, the age of childhood is the most critical time in life, just like the knot at the end of a rope, no matter how far you go in the future, your roots are Always tied in that knot."

Duan Changya was silent for a moment, and asked, "Did you have a painful experience when you were young?"

This time it was Liu Hongfeng's turn to be stunned, he hadn't expected Duan Changya's reaction at all, although this person was not well-known, his intuition was shockingly accurate.He vaguely realized that while he was observing the other party, he was also being closely observed by the other party.

Duan Changya rests on his lap, and every time he speaks, the vibration from his throat spreads along his legs and spreads all over his body, leaving behind a faint but wonderful touch. He feels as if he has become a string, Plucked by the other party's fingers, making honest sounds without authorization, no thought or thought can escape the other party's ears.

He gave up the idea of ​​lying, breathed a sigh of relief, and replied, "I lost my mother."

Duan Changya was startled, and then said: "It seems that our experience is the same."

But Liu Hongfeng shook his head and said: "It's different, your mother is a noble princess, but my mother is a poor and lowly prostitute."

Duan Changya said: "Regardless of identity, they are just mortals in the mundane world, the essence is the same."

Liu Hongfeng was silent for a long time before he opened his mouth and said: "Chang Ya, you must have been very cute when you were young. If I could have known you earlier and made friends with you earlier, maybe we would not be what we are now?"

Duan Changya raised his eyebrows: "Do you want me to look like Liu Qian and quarrel with you?"

Liu Hongfeng sketched out the scene described by the other party in his mind, and couldn't help laughing and said: "Forget it, you'd better be an upright gentleman, obediently let me tease you."

Duan Changya wanted to refute, but with his head resting on the opponent's knee, he still felt a little unreasonable, so he swallowed back the words that slipped down his throat.

The stagnant air was relieved by the laughter just now, but the darkness was still deep and empty, like a bottomless abyss, sucking the little happiness in their hearts.

Duan Changya's expression became solemn again, he was silent for a while, and then said: "Who do you think this Quebeiwu was looted to turn into such a mess?"

Liu Hongfeng said: "It's probably the Xizhou Club. The Chu family brothers bear the brunt of it. They have always had the temperament of bullying the strong and holding the weak. They will definitely not let go of this opportunity to take advantage of the fire."

Duan Changya nodded, but frowned again: "Although they plundered the Quebei Dock, they won't be the ones who killed the boatman. They don't have the ability to destroy the boat and kill people at the same time."

Liu Hongfeng asked: "Is it really Fang Wuxiang?"

Duan Changya said: "It will never be him."

"Can you really say that?"

"It was I who inserted the sword into his heart with my own hands. A person's mouth may lie, but the heartbeat before death will never lie."

Although his tone was determined, his tone was extremely low.The experience of killing Fang Wuxiang with his own hands was already a knot in his heart that he couldn't let go of.

Liu Hongfeng said: "Actually, you don't necessarily have to kill him."

Duan Changya sighed, and said: "If there is no public eye, I will definitely try to let him go, but he killed people in public, and he used such invincible martial arts, he has become the target of public criticism, if I don't kill him, I will Distrust of the public."

"You've done so many things right, what's the point of breaking your promise once in a while?"

"No, it's because I'm right everywhere that I can't break my promise. Now that Yingzhou Island has been so depressed, if I lose my trust, the martial arts world will return to chaos. If everyone is tired of protecting themselves, abandoning their chivalry and loyalty, and harming each other, then it's not right. When navigation resumes, Wulin will have already killed itself."

Liu Hongfeng sighed: "Young master's position is too difficult to take, even if it is given to me, I don't want it."

Duan Changya looked at him from bottom to top, and said, "Just keep your current appearance."

"Why, is it more comfortable to sleep on the pillow now?"

"..."

Duan Changya didn't answer, but a blush appeared on his face.

Liu Hongfeng finally let go of the other side's sideburns, and said, "Actually, I have one more important matter that I need to tell you."

"What's the matter?"

"Yuan Bao, who died for Fang Wuxiang's sword, also has the brand of a death row prisoner on his ass."

Duan Changya showed surprise: "Did you see it?"

Liu Hongfeng replied: "I told Xiaoqian to go to see it. His eyes are sharp and he will never make a mistake. Moreover, he is always honest and will never lie."

Duan Changya pondered: "The murder cases so far are all related to the death row prisoners. If there is a list of death row prisoners, it would be easier to say, but it is a pity that Yingzhou Island is isolated now, and there is no way to know the list."

Liu Hongfeng comforted him and said, "At least you know that one of the names is me."

Duan Changya stared at him, was silent for a moment, and asked, "Do you know any other clues?"

Liu Hongfeng shook his head: "The sky prison is very strictly guarded. We were all blindfolded until the moment we were pardoned. Unless we were prisoners in the same prison, we could only hear the sound of footsteps, but not our faces. There are men and women, there are heavy and light, I really can't hear more information."

Duan Changya sighed, but quickly said: "You don't have to worry, I will continue to find other ways to find out."

Liu Hongfeng stared at him and asked, "Why are you so persistent?"

Duan Changya asked back: "Shouldn't it be?"

Liu Hongfeng said: "I see that Zhujian Village is closed and Dongfengtang is also busy fighting for fame and fortune. Not all the children of famous families are like you, who like to make trouble for themselves."

Duan Changya pondered for a moment, then asked: "Isn't there still you? You saved me more than once, and hurt me more than once. If someone hurts you in the future, I will protect you as well."

Liu Hongfeng sighed: "Chang Ya, you are so kind, but unfortunately I am very selfish, I wish I could occupy you alone. If there were no killing and fighting in this world, and only you and I were lingering under this roof, how wonderful it would be."

Duan Changya chuckled and said, "This one? I thought you liked the one with the red curtains better."

Liu Hongfeng stretched his eyebrows and said, "Where, I just prefer the place where you are. Isn't your name Changya? The ends of the earth, the mountains are high and the roads are long. No matter where you go, I will chase after you."

Duan Changya stared at the person not far away for a long time, then slowly raised his hand, and caressed that smiling cheek.

This was the first time he took the initiative to ask Liu Hongfeng for contact.

Of course his heart is not made of iron. After going through a period of life and death, recovering from a serious injury, even if he is as tough as him, he will inevitably show a little fragility.

His body was still cold, even colder than this empty room, he really couldn't refuse the warmth that was so close at hand.

Liu Hongfeng let Duan Changya's fingers climb up the side of his neck, pressed against his chin, and rubbed his fingertips against the base of his ears, leaving bursts of itching.He even turned his head slightly and sent his cheek into the opponent's palm.

The man's fingertips were cold, but his palm was slightly warm.

"Chang Ya, I like you so much." Liu Hongfeng called softly, whispering the most lingering words in the world.

This murmur was more powerful than a thousand orders, he only felt that the hand on the side of his face suddenly became heavier, passed behind his ear, and hooked his neck.

The next moment, his shoulders sank.The beast lying on his lap suddenly turned over and woke up, and pulled his shoulder with inexplicable force.

Warm lips pressed against him.

Even Liu Hongfeng himself did not expect that Duan Changya would be one step ahead of him and take the initiative to attack.

In fact, he should have expected that, after all, Duan Changya is the most open and closed type of person in the world. When standing still, he is like a moss-covered stone, which cannot be shaken by strong winds, but if he takes action, But it was as violent as a landslide and a tsunami.

Duan Changya's kiss was also very violent, there was no skill at all between his lips and teeth, he moved only by instinct, but he was so passionate that he completely sealed Liu Hongfeng's breath, attacking the city with an involuntary momentum.

Liu Hongfeng's cheeks burned quickly, the bases of his ears were blushing, his mouth was stuffed to the brim, filled with the smell of the other party, his uncontrollable breath turned into dense water vapor, clustered in his eyes, suffocating his His eyes were extremely moist.

He had already been pushed down on the bed by Duan Changya who turned over, and the latter didn't even forget to extend a hand to put it behind his head to prevent him from knocking on the hard wooden board.

If kissing can be intoxicating, Liu Hongfeng is as drunk as mud by now.

After a long time, Duan Changya finally withdrew from him, keeping one hand on his side, looking down at him.

And he gasped heavily, his lips were bitten red and wet, slightly swollen.He raised the back of his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and said, "Chang Ya, your mouth still smells of blood."

Duan Changya was slightly surprised, and licked his lips with the tip of his tongue. "Mountain", "Yu", "Three" and "Xi".

Liu Hongfeng said: "Could it be that you can't taste it? Thanks to you, I'm going to be drunk by you."

When he said this, his voice was intermittent, and it only sounded during the interval of his heartbeat. Every word he uttered was like beating a war drum.

His heart was beating wildly, his chest rose and fell violently with his breathing, the skirt of his clothes slid down the side of his neck, revealing half of his collarbone, a faint blush appeared on his delicate skin, and it was all charming.

Anyone who looked at him knew that he was in love.

But Duan Changya asked: "Liu Hongfeng, are you really fooling me?"

Liu Hongfeng was startled.

The pupils hanging from a high place were like a pair of sharp knives, cutting open his mind completely, making him feel ashamed and ashamed.He took a deep breath, and said in a still unsteady voice: "You were the one who pushed me over involuntarily, but blamed me for fooling you. It seems that you really still have the temperament of a young master, very tough and domineering."

After hearing what he said, Duan Changya hurriedly looked away, a bit of shame flashed in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to grab Liu Hongfeng's arm, and pulled him up from the hard bed.

"You're right. I was the first to be fascinated by you and act impulsively. I shouldn't blame you."

"Fascinated by me?" Liu Hongfeng narrowed his eyes: "Did I hear correctly? Did my ear hurt, or did something wrong with my head?"

Duan Changya frowned and said, "Not at all."

"I don't believe it, but you gave me evidence..."

Before Liu Hongfeng finished speaking, he felt his cheeks heat up. Duan Changya's hand was already pressed against his neck, and his fingers touched the base of his ear. Pressing against him, it created countless ripples in his heart.

His heart was shaking, and his breathing became shorter and louder. At this moment, Duan Changya leaned in front of him and kissed him on the lips.

Although this kiss was short, it was still like a storm, as direct and determined as this person's words, and there was no trace of hypocrisy.

"Is there enough evidence?" After a kiss, Duan Changya asked his forehead.

Liu Hongfeng blinked, but his eyes flickered a little, as if being pierced by an invisible sharp edge, flustered and at a loss.

He thought for no reason that there are not many people in the world who can make a kiss like drawing a sword.

Duan Changya's hand was still on his arm, he took advantage of the opportunity to grab the other person's shoulder, leaned into the other person's ear, and whispered: "Enough, enough, who made me like you, even if you are unreasonable, I am also willing to pamper you."

His smiling eyes were crooked, and even his laughter was wrapped in tenderness. Seeing that Duan Changya didn't speak, he muttered to himself again: "Eldest young master, if your father knows that he has a lover outside, he is still a man. If you are so angry, it is considered polite not to tear me apart. And your good-tempered uncle will definitely advise you not to fall in love, especially for a man like me, just play around..."

Duan Changya's expression tightened, and he interrupted him sharply: "Stop talking nonsense."

Liu Hongfeng met the other party's serious gaze, and said, "Look, it's really domineering."

He was talking inappropriately, and his hands were not idle, his fingertips stuck to Duan Changya's waist, playing with the other's belt.

Duan Changya grabbed his raging hand, pulled it aside, and said seriously: "Sleeping is not enough."

Liu Hongfeng chuckled and said, "Follow the young master's order."

Although he gave up the belt, he didn't pull away his hand, instead he clasped Duan Changya's fingers, inserted his five fingers along the other's fingers, rubbed them for a while, and said with satisfaction: "Your hands are much warmer than before. "

Duan Changya's fingers stiffened slightly, and then he said, "Yes, it turns out that being emotional can make people warm."

Liu Hongfeng stared at the side face that was just a few feet away: "If I can turn your hard ice into spring water, I will not waste my life."

Duan Changya asked, "Why do you take a fancy to me?"

"Huh?" Liu Hongfeng showed doubts, "Is there any need to ask, you are the proud son of heaven, who in the world doesn't like you, I am afraid that all the women in the world are my enemies, and I am terrified. Isn’t it superfluous to ask me such a question?”

Duan Changya was silent for a moment, then asked again: "Are you not afraid that I will really play tricks on you?"

Liu Hongfeng smiled and said, "I like you so much, even if you abandon me all the time, I won't regret it."

Duan Changya was startled, and said: "I will not abandon you."

Liu Hongfeng laughed again, the smile was undisguised, and joy overflowed from his misty eyes. He gently broke free from Duan Changya's fingers, then put his arms across Duan Changya's shoulders, hooked them around his neck, and said, "Since you are sleeping No, just let me give you a hug."

Before Duan Changya could speak, he buried his head in the other's shoulder and took a deep breath.

Duan Changya was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Remember your smell."

"Are you a dog?"

"Oh, is it possible that Young Master Duan wants me to bow down and beg for mercy? If Young Master has this hobby, I'd be happy to cooperate."

"No need."

"...I really don't understand the style."

Duan Changya sighed lightly, but still put his hand on his back and patted him lightly.

It was rare for Liu Hongfeng to close his noisy mouth, squeeze into the embrace that was just a few feet away, and sprinkle warm breath into the other's shoulder socket.

The quiet and cool darkness made people extra fragile, and Duan Changya's breathing was more gloomy than usual. He tightened his arms and hugged the body in his arms tightly, as if he was holding a ball of fire.

The soft fire dances quietly, driving away loneliness, death and other dark and damp things from the depths of the spleen.

This rare moment of tranquility did not last long, but the door creaked open, and an exaggerated voice came from the door: "You... what are you doing—"

Liu Hongfeng reluctantly withdrew from Duan Changya's arms, turned his head, and said, "Silly brat, what are you yelling, you'll have to lift the roof off."

Liu Qian stared at the two of them with wide eyes: "You haven't slept enough in the tents, do you still want to sleep here!"

Duan Changya's face also froze, and he argued: "We didn't..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Qian raised his finger to Liu Hongfeng's nose, and said angrily: "Beast, let him go quickly, his father has come to the door."

Sure enough, through the crack of the door, one could see a group of people coming from a distance outside the courtyard, the leader got off his horse and walked quickly, it was Duan Qichang.

The half-closed door was pushed open, and the moonlight entered the room. Duan Qichang quickly came to the bed, pressed his son's shoulder, and said, "Chang Ya, have you been injured again?"

Duan Changya calmly replied: "Thanks to Hong Feng's rescue, it's all right now."

Liu Hongfeng immediately put on a harmless smile to humans and animals: "Where is it, it's just a matter of little effort."

Duan Qichang turned his eyes to the side and thanked Liu Hongfeng. However, his eyes became very sharp, and he scrutinized the latter.

Liu Hongfeng stood obediently, raised his head and chest, and let the other party review.

Duan Qichang didn't detect any flaws, so he finally looked away and turned back to Duan Changya: "I told you not to act rashly, but you are disobedient. You have an old illness, and it has finally improved in the past few years. Why don't you Know how to cherish, practice yourself every time.”

Duan Changya said, "Father, if I act to uphold justice, it is not counted as trespassing."

"Alas, alas," Duan Qichang shook his head, "Your temper is still so stubborn."

"I..." Duan Changya tried to argue.

"Don't talk back." Duan Qichang said angrily, but his angry expression also revealed a bit of helplessness.

The helplessness is because the son on the opposite side still has no change in expression, and there is no regret in his eyes.Even Liu Hongfeng couldn't help but be speechless when he saw it.

"Forget it," Duan Qichang took the lead to change his words: "Fortunately, this time passed safely, if you have any troubles, tell me how to explain to your mother in the spring. It's getting late, you go back with me."

Duan Changya turned to Liu Hongfeng and said, "And my friends..."

Liu Hongfeng saw Duan Qichang's face turned cloudy again, and immediately waved his hands: "Chang Ya don't worry about me, Liu Qian is too sleepy to keep his eyes open, I'm afraid he doesn't want to go a long way, we'll find a place nearby tonight. Come visit again another day.”

Duan Changya looked at him, then at his father, finally nodded and said: "Okay." He hastily said goodbye to Liu Hongfeng, and left with his father.

After the group walked away, Liu Qian immediately turned dark: "You are so sleepy that you can't open your eyes. I am energetic from head to toe. Don't use me as a shield in the future!"

Liu Hongfeng curled her lips and said with a sneer: "You brat is too clever to be cute at all. My little Yaya is cuter."

He didn't expect Liu Qian to narrow his eyes suddenly, looked up at him, and asked, "Do you really like Duan Changya?"

Liu Hongfeng only felt a tremor in his heart, and his breathing was stagnant for a moment, before he said: "Your words are really strange, he is so