Mozun cried and wanted to hang himself

The night froze.

Feng Yu whispered: "I saw that your heart was very sweet before, but now it is sour and swollen, and it is very uncomfortable. Only by hugging you tightly can I relieve a little."

With a blushing face, he held Ye Que's hand, placed it on his beating heart, and then took the initiative to kiss his lips.

But Ye turned over and leaned on him. The person below him had black hair like ink, the tip of his nose was still red, and his chin was delicate. He was a little reluctant to move his eyes, for fear of missing his every expression.

He noticed that Feng Yu's eyes were a little red, and he was startled: "What's wrong?"

Feng Yu shook his head and looked sideways.

Ye leaned over to look him in the eye.

Feng Yu covered her eyes, not letting him see.

But Ye felt his very abundant little emotions, and he was really sad very seriously, so he didn't tease him anymore.

Feng Yu hid her head in his arms without saying a word.

Ye rarely saw him like this, and kissed his hairy head distressedly.

After a while, Feng Yu moved down, kissed the tooth marks on his shoulder, and whispered: "Does it hurt?"

But Ye finally came to his senses, and rubbed his chin on his head, feeling a little helpless: "Got it?"

"Hmm." His voice was hoarse.

But Ye rubbed his soft hair, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Is it because of this?"

"You're stupid." He couldn't finish his sentence quickly, so he hit him so angry that tears flowed from between his fingers.

Ye had never seen him like this before. She never expected that the first time she saw him, it was for her own sake. Her heart seemed to be under heavy pressure and she couldn't breathe.

He didn't want to see him cry, didn't want him to blame himself.

But Feng Yu cried for him, tears hit his heart heavily, and his heart shrank tightly.

He didn't think about whether it was worth it at first, but now he only thinks it's worth it, and it's worth dying for him.

"Stop crying, good boy." He coaxed.

Feng Yu wiped her tears vigorously: "I didn't cry, I just felt very uncomfortable."

But Ye kissed his head and said softly, "Isn't that what I'm doing?"

Feng Yu hugged him tightly, hugging him tightly.

But Ye said seriously: "If you cry again, I will cry."

Feng Yu was amused and pinched him hard.

Ye sighed, and gently stroked the hair on his forehead with his fingers: "I didn't hide it, after all, I was moved by the deity's fearless dedication."

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu wanted to laugh very much, but she was so embarrassed by crying and laughing, she scolded: "You are so annoying!" It really does not deserve sympathy.

Ye saw that he was much better, kissed his cheek, and said softly: "I didn't want you to blame yourself."

Feng Yu shook his head, and said in a muffled voice, "No, it's not about self-blame, it's just that I feel very distressed."

Why is his little phoenix so good?But Ye's heart was unbelievably soft, with a smile in his eyes, he said softly: "What if I'm a little happy?"

Feng Yu stretched out his hand to hit him: "I'm so sad."

He took advantage of the opportunity to grab Feng Yu's hand, and didn't let him block it. He stared at his pretty face, leaned closer and kissed him, and said disgustedly: "It's so ugly."

Feng Yu said: "You are ugly."

But Ye kissed his reddish eye sockets, and teased: "Feng Xiaoqiu seems to be crying again. He's crying before I do anything, which makes people feel embarrassed to do anything."

Feng Yu said fiercely: "What do you want to do?"

But Ye's eyes were dark, and he didn't speak, just kissed him.

Feng Yu immediately opened his teeth and claws and gnawed wildly.

Ye Que: "..."

But Ye was amused, and teased: "Take a moment to put on a show, after all, it was so sad just now."

Feng Yu said fiercely: "You control me!"

But Ye casually leaned on his arm, and said quietly: "It's still like this, it's a bit eye-opening."

Feng Yu patted his chest: "I can, but you can't! You continue to immerse me in that atmosphere and cry for me!"

Ye looked at him with a full heart.

Feng Yu stared back at him, suddenly raised her hand as if nothing had happened, touched her hair with her fingers, and in the next second, a strand of hair appeared on her fingertips.

Ye Que's heartbeat stopped for a moment.

Feng Yu didn't speak, but stuck her fingers into his hair again, and carefully connected her own hair to his jet-black hair. Seeing that he was in a daze, she reminded: "It's your turn."

He kept looking at himself, feeling a little uncomfortable, and said in a low voice: "It's considered a hair knot, although the ceremony is a bit crude."

But you will be.

Before the second half of the sentence was spoken, he was kissed.

This kiss was very intense, fierce and cruel, but Ye suppressed it for a long time. Ever since he saw this fool sitting on the edge of the cliff, he wanted to kiss him like this.

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The next day.

Feng Yu woke up feeling sore and limp, as if she had been run over by a carriage, her bones were soft, every muscle and bone was sluggish, and she didn't want to move.

His body was dry, but Lai Ye had already washed him.

Opening his eyes, he met the handsome face that was close at hand, and his earlobes turned red.

With black eyebrows and a straight nose, the whole face is as perfect and delicate as a sculpture, without any blemishes.With his eyes closed, he faded away from the usual coldness, and there was some indescribable tenderness.

Feng Yu's heart beat a little faster, she raised her hand to touch his side face, touched his Adam's apple, her fingers were as hot as a fire.

Fingertips felt the rolling of Adam's apple.

He woke up, pretending to sleep.

Feng Yu calmly withdrew his hand.

But Ye grabbed his hand, hooked the corners of his lips, but did not open his eyes, and said softly: "Touch slowly, I can cooperate with you and pretend not to wake up."

Feng Yu kissed his Adam's apple: "Isn't it uncomfortable?"

Ye didn't say a word, just looked at him quietly.

"Who asked for mercy," Feng Yu said arrogantly, hooking his waist with his feet wantonly, "fuck you well, don't pity me."

But Ye remembered his words and did not pity him.