Mozun cried and wanted to hang himself

But Ye always wanted to touch him, poke him and touch him from time to time, as if he could lose something if he didn't touch him.

Feng Yu thought that he was just that, a little clingy, and he would be fine in a few days, but he didn't expect that there would be an intensified trend.

After experiencing the torment again, Feng Yu remained expressionless: "I can chop off your itchy hands for you."

Night stretched out his hand.

Feng Yu opened her mouth resolutely, and lightly bit his finger.

Ye smiled lightly.

Laughing fart, really think I'm not willing to chop?Feng Yu raised his face: "Do you think it's appropriate for us to stay in bed all day?"

"Appropriate," he kissed Feng's cheek, "everyone says it is appropriate."

Feng Yu was expressionless: "Who are you?"

Night smiled and hugged him tightly.

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu was really afraid of him, not because of that, but because he couldn't stand this kind of stickiness, and felt dizzy and weightless immersed in overwhelming happiness.

Affecting his stern and selfless killing and decisive personality.

Feng Yu jumped out of bed, put on his clothes, and his whole body was as steady as a mountain, exuding a kind of fatherly aura that indulged his foolish son's mischief.

He was very serious and silent, trying to pretend nothing happened.But Ye kept staring at him, no matter where he turned, he could feel that gaze, and he simply stopped hiding: "What are you looking at? Isn't it enough?"

Ye took it for granted, "Our relationship is so tight, why don't you just look at it?"

It's okay to look, but you have a carriage going by in your eyes.

Do you know the carriage?

Such a big one, especially impure ones.

But Ye raised his hand to help him fasten his belt, kissed his cheek, remembered something, and said in a playful tone, "Haven't you tried all the poses with me?"

Feng Yu wanted to beat himself to death who spoke affectionately!

What are you doing so affectionately with this idiot?

But Ye sighed: "I was so moved that I almost cried."

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu said lightly: "I'll count to three, if I don't take my hands away from my clothes, I'll make you cry right now."

But night intensified its intrusion.

Feng Yu stared at him, chopping off his hands to warn.

But Ye laughed lightly, kissed his cheek, and pecked at the corner of his mouth again: "Okay, I won't bother you." He said from the bottom of his heart, "You are soft and obedient, how can I be willing to bother you?"

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu immediately hit him softly and obediently.

But Ye said again: "It's soft and wavy."

Feng Fu rushed over: "Ye Que!!!" Instantly wanted to beat him to pieces.

They have been too absurd these past few days, indulged in love, unable to hold other things in their minds, in a small room, hugging the person they like, the whole world is in their arms, and they have a sense of happiness that has swelled to a huge size.

It was bright outside, and the snow had all but disappeared, leaving only a small piece of white in the shade. The color of the bluestone slab was darker than usual, and everything was clean.

Feng Yu lay on the bed and closed his eyes to meditate.

But Ye patiently trimmed his nails, which were extremely short. At the end, when he touched them with his fingers, he could only touch the soft flesh of his fingertips, and he was very satisfied.

The back of Feng's hand was itchy, and after scratching it, her fingertips felt soft. She took a look to realize what was going on, raised her eyebrows, and looked at Ye Que.

Ye consciously acted as his nails and scratched the back of his hand: "Is it itchy here? Is this okay?"

Feng Yu: "..."

"Is there anything else that needs to be scratched?" Ye Bute said caringly, "I can do it for any itches."

The serious look does not seem to be talking dirty at all.

Feng Yu said expressionlessly: "My hands are itchy and I want to hit you."

But Ye grabbed his hand, kissed his fingertips, and kissed the fingertips of each finger evenly, speaking with self-confidence that he didn't know where to say: "You can't bear to talk nonsense."

Do you think I am reluctant?Feng Chi raised his other unpolluted hand, but this hand was also caught and brought to his mouth, every finger was evenly polluted to the same degree.

Feng Yu: "..."

Ye pressed his two wrists together with one hand and pulled them to the top of his head: "Can you still move now?"

...Feng Fu kissed him violently, until Ye slightly let go of his hand, then raised her hand and hit him on the head.

There was a slight vibration from Ye Que's chest, she bit the tip of his tongue lightly, and let him go.

The four eyes met, the back of the hand suddenly felt a little itchy, Feng Yu consciously pulled Ye Que's hand, scratched it for himself, and threw it aside like a tool.

Especially ruthless.

Ye was amused and asked, "The back of your hand doesn't itch anymore?"

Feng Yu retracted her hands into her sleeves, and lazily said: "Yes."

But Ye lowered his voice: "But I feel itchy now, what should I do?"

Feng Yu: "..." You are so nasty every day that I want to kill you with your cutie!

"Blame you," Ye stared into his eyes, "you make my heart itch."

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu closed her eyes, and said puzzledly: "Okay, then I won't look at you."

But Ye said, "It's late."

Feng Yu: "..."

Ye took his chin and rubbed against him vigorously, hugging Feng Yu tightly as if he was holding some gift: "Say something nice to me."

Feng Yu said lazily and perfunctorily: "Okay, Mr. Xiang."

Ye didn't speak for a long time.

Feng Yu raised his eyes: "Not good enough?"

Night stared at him.

Feng Yu is well versed in using riots to curb riots, so she bent her knees and rubbed her hands lightly: "Then what about this, doesn't your heart feel more itchy?"

But Ye's eyes darkened, and the crimson red instantly infected the entire pair of black eyes.

Feng Yu hooked his collar, and blew in his ear: "Is it just a tickle?"

come!Hurt each other!Who can't say a few words!

But Ye stared at him firmly, without saying a word, like a beast that had been starving for a long time, waiting for an opportunity to move towards its long-coveted prey.

...The problem is that he hasn't been hungry for a long time, which is fucking puzzling.

His hands burrowed heavily into his clothes.

Feng Yu couldn't resist, and immediately flexed and stretched: "Hey! Stop for a while, let's stroke calmly!"

"I can't stop," but Ye pulled his clothes and grabbed his hands, his body was burning hot.

He was impatiently teased, his eyes dark red, staring at his face.

Feng Yu thought pitifully, I didn't flirt with anything.

Ye Que was breathing heavily, and said to him with the last bit of patience: "What are you going to say?"

Facing his dark red pupils full of hope, Feng Yu raised her hand to touch his eye sockets, and said, "A Ye, did you think that every time your eyes were red because of something like this?"

Night was completely crazy.

Then Feng Yu was miserable.

Time falls in the long river, whether it is slow or long.

But Ye hugged him with hands and feet, making sure that he was completely in her arms, touching every part of his body, such a big one was not ashamed.

Feng Yu was so hot: "My god, can you let me go? It hurts my butt to hold me like this."

But Ye still hugged him, coaxing: "It doesn't hurt." He said again: "I kissed him, why does it still hurt?"

Feng Yu's face darkened, and he pinched him violently.

Ye was a little more relaxed: "Is this all right?"

"En." Feng Yu lazily patted him on the face, was so sleepy from torment, and fell asleep in his arms dizzily.

*

It doesn't work to cure riots with riots, Feng Yu has calmed down a lot when facing his clingy people, and has developed a strong immunity to those messy words.

But Ye helped him tie his hair, his technique had improved a lot, and finally kissed him on the forehead: "It's so beautiful."

Feng Yu said with a cold face: "Thank you, you too, please pour me a glass of water."

"Okay." Ye responded, poured water for him, tasted the temperature himself, and fed him.

After feeding, Ye rubbed his lips: "Why is it so comfortable to kiss?"

Feng Yu calmly pushed his dog's head away: "Thank you."

But Ye said again: "The legs are white and long."

There was no emotion in Feng Yu's heart, and he even yawned: "It's not bad, that's absurd."

But Ye hugged him: "Feng Xiaoqiu."

Feng Yu stretched her waist: "Well, call me whatever you want."

Ye Que's glass heart was broken, she pursed her lips, hesitated to speak, and after a while: "Do you not like me anymore?"

Feng Yu: "..."

But Ye kissed his face: "Have you moved on?"

Feng Yu said calmly: "I've been staying in bed for the past few days, who should I fall in love with? Bed?"

Ye Que: "Yes."

"..." Feng Yu really couldn't figure it out, and rubbed his face vigorously, "Clingy man, why are you so clingy?"

But Ye said: "That's what I thought when I was with you before." It's just that I said it now.

Feng Yu: "..."

When Feng Yu thought of how calm and calm he was before, but he was thinking about messing with himself, the whole person was about to cry from fright.

Really, I was scared and cried several times by his hidden perversion.

If he thought secretly in his heart, he could barely accept it, and he could still pretend that he didn't know that everyone was still a pair of innocent little broken sleeves.

Feng Yu said expressionlessly: "Keep thinking in your head, don't say it out loud." In this way, you still have a little image in my heart.

"We've already done very intimate things, and," he kissed Feng Yu's hand, with good reason, "you only have me in your heart."

So be honest.

Feng Yu was surprised and said: "Have you ever heard of changing one's mind?

Ye Que: "..."

Feng Yu patted him on the shoulder like a big brother, put on his clothes and jumped out of bed, opened the window, let the sun shine in, and disinfected Ye Que's brain.

The big brother finally didn't dare to let himself go, and put on his clothes expressionlessly.

Feng Yu suppressed a smile: "Big brother, do you want melon seeds?"

But Ye cherishes words like gold: "Don't eat."

"That's right," Feng Yu sat on the chair by pressing him, "Come on, peel the melon seeds for me."

But Ye peeled melon seeds for him expressionlessly.

The room fell into a long-lost silence, the ears were extremely comfortable, and the heart was refreshed, and the goosebumps disappeared.

The melon seeds on the plate piled up into a hill, but Ye thought about it expressionlessly and wanted to write a diary.

Feng Yu scratched his chin and looked at him intently.

Ye suddenly approached and kissed him hard on the cheek.

Feng Yu raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid?"

Ye Que: "Well, because your eyes are full of infatuation when you look at me."

Feng Yu: "..."

But Ye looked into his eyes: "I don't even say hide it well, let me look at it so easily, I'm not afraid of my pride."

Feng Yu: "???"

It's disgusting, believe it or not, I'll spit it out for you! ! !

Feng Yu was really going to be driven crazy, hugging herself and shivering.

In the dead of night, when Little Phoenix fell asleep, the window was closed at night, and under the moonlight as calm as water, I began to write the diary of these days.

【Newlyweds Diary】

In the past few days, light snow has fallen suddenly, and she and Xiao Fenghuang have been staying in bed.

Finally, as he wished, from day to night, from night to day.

Little Phoenix is ​​really difficult.

But he loves me even more, and I don't know how to restrain myself when I'm a child.

It's my fault too.

It's all my fault, my, damn, no-where-placed charm.