The correct strategy for the master of the world

Jia Leshan, who doesn't wear women's clothes, is still pretty good-looking, even though he is not young anymore, he looks very young, and he looks quite pitiful when he is dizzy from the cold. Facing the posture of the Dragon King.

The person who brought him was not simple. Anyone who dared to walk around in a single suit in such a cold day was either a lunatic or a master with profound internal skills.

Wen Renxi was in the back room helping Jia Leshan to signal the pulse, that person didn't panic, he sat at the table in the outside room shaking his cup, while Lu Xiaofeng sat opposite him and poured a cup of tea, and said with a smile: "Please."

The man raised his eyebrows: "You are familiar with yourself."

"It's not that I know you well." Lu Xiaofeng said, "You are Wenren's friend, how can I not entertain you wholeheartedly?"

"As expected of Lu Xiaofeng." The man smiled, the indifference in his eyes melted slightly, "Sure enough, he has a knack for pleasing beauties."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I'm just entertaining friends, so why should I say please?"

"If you don't want to please the beautiful woman, why do you keep looking into the back room?" The man said, a cup of hot tea cooled down to just the right temperature in an instant in his hand.

With just this one move, it can be seen that Ren must be a master. Lu Xiaofeng has only seen Renxi perform such tricks before.

His pupils shrank, but Lu Xiaofeng didn't panic, he just said: "If you are talking about Mr. Jia, he is indeed a beautiful woman."

With a face like a good girl, it's not bad to say that she is a beautiful woman, but this is not what people want to hear: "You are also good at smooth tongue."

He said so, but calmly hit Lu Xiaofeng's body with vigor. It was not heavy, but it could still make his chest tight for a while.

Lu Xiaofeng froze, his expression remained unchanged, and he even smiled wider: "I'm ashamed."

The expression on his face didn't look like he was ashamed, but also full of pride, as if he was quite proud of his thick skin.

The man narrowed his eyes and put the teacup away. Before he could say anything, he saw Wen Renxi coming out of the back room and said as he walked, "Don't bully him too much."

Although the tone is light, the meaning of defense is very obvious.

The man frowned and asked, "How's the situation?" His words were quite urgent, and he almost couldn't help asking when he saw Wen Renxi, so it was obvious that he didn't care what Wen Renxi said at all.

Wen Renxi wiped his hands with the handkerchief Lu Xiaofeng handed over, and at the same time dissolved the energy in Lu Xiaofeng's body, and said in his mouth: "It's not easy to survive, if you live well, you will always be able to die."

He said casually, but the heart that made that person hang up finally fell to the ground, and the brows and eyes that had been tense for a long time finally relaxed: "I owe you once."

Wen Renxi looked at him and said, "Don't bully him too much."

His words were vague, but the man understood the meaning of Wen Renxi's words right away, he endured it for a while but still didn't hold back, and said narrowly, "Can't you just tease?"

Wen Renxi laughed: "I'm going to tease Mr. Jia, are you willing?"

"Tsk." The man shook his head, "Why didn't you see that you were so protective of food back then?"

Wen Renxi still smiled: "I didn't see that you had eye problems back then, did I?"

Lu Xiaofeng looked left and right, lowered his head and drank tea wisely.

"Hmph." The man sneered.

It's a shame that an old cow eats tender grass so aboveboard, I can't think of it.

"Heh." Wen Renxi said that I just smiled and didn't speak.

It's not bad to ask for something from me and have the courage to argue.

After a moment of stalemate, the man sighed: "Forget it, why don't you stop teasing your little daughter-in-law?"

He didn't care what he said, but Lu Xiaofeng was quite frightened by his words, a sip of tea choked in his throat and he couldn't cough up and down, secretly hated himself for being unlucky, and being shot innocently while lying down.

Thinking so, he still glanced secretly at Wen Renxi, trying to see some clues from that face that used to hide his emotions.

Wen Renxi patted Lu Xiaofeng's head comfortingly, raised his eyes and stared at him: "What nonsense, don't even look at my age."

The corners of his eyes were raised slightly, and he was naturally indescribably magnificent.

Even after hearing his words, Lu Xiaofeng became even more depressed.

Wen Renxi's words made him more sad than a direct rejection.

The man rubbed his chin, looked back and forth between them, and after a while, clapped his hands and laughed, stood up and walked back to the inner room to guard Jia Leshan. When he passed by Lu Xiaofeng, he reached out to pat him on the cheek. Shoulder, quite sympathetic.

Lu Xiaofeng clutched his head listlessly, staring blankly at the closed inner door, as if he could see a flower there.

What does this person mean by doing this...

Wen Renxi smoothed out the fabric on Lu Xiaofeng's wrinkled shoulders, seeing that Lu Xiaofeng was still unable to recover, his eyes dimmed: "He has an old disease, you don't need to talk to him."

"Oh." Lu Xiaofeng sniffled and sneezed.

See, the retribution of running up and down and sweating all day has come.

Therefore, it is normal for Wen Renxi to stuff him under the quilt and drink ginger soup.

Lu Xiaofeng huddled on the hot kang, covered with thick layers of quilts, and was poured with a bowl of strangely colored hot soup with unknown additions, and felt his body sweat profusely.

"Wenren, I feel very uncomfortable." He pulled the quilt, his eyes were red.

Wen Renxi bowed his head: "It will be fine in a while."

Lu Xiaofeng felt very strange, his head was dizzy as if he could float, and he couldn't control what he said.

"I'm hot." As she spoke, she reached out and pulled the quilt down.

Wen Renxi covered the quilt back: "It's better to be hot than to drink medicine."

"Wenren..." Lu Xiaofeng raised his head, blinked his eyes and looked at him pitifully, "It's hard."

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng started to rub against the quilt, Wen Renxi had no choice but to stretch out his hand and put it on Lu Xiaofeng's cheek, and frowned as soon as he put it on, the temperature was unavoidably high, so he pulled out Lu Xiaofeng's hand to feel the pulse, except for some early symptoms of cold Other than that it's pretty normal.

But neither the temperature nor the abnormal excitement on his body was absolutely abnormal.

He took out a small ice pillow from his luggage and stuffed it into Lu Xiaofeng's arms for him to hug and rub. Wen Renxi picked up the medicine bowl, dipped some into his mouth, and the medicine ingredients were all normal, and he didn't use anything extra. See It doesn't seem to be a problem with the medicine.

I took the pulse again, and there was nothing abnormal.

After confirming that Lu Xiaofeng was still obediently sweating under the quilt with an ice pillow in his arms, Wen Renxi turned and went out. No matter what, he had to solve the current problem before discussing other things.

The medicinal materials here are quite complete. After grabbing the medicine, put it on the stove and fry it slowly. Wen Renxi carefully recalled one thing after another. Kindness rather than enmity, if his old friend could be able to prescribe drugs without anyone noticing, he would not have been tossed so many times by him. Yu Luocha is even more obsessed with cultivating the relationship between father and son. never showed up...

Something flashed through his mind, Wen Renxi picked up his sleeve and sniffed it lightly, before putting it down with a stiff face.

He never smoked incense, and in addition to the smell of medicinal materials, even a fool could guess who it was from the extremely faint smell of strange spices.

Jade Rakshasa!

In his heart, he added another stroke to Hierarch Yuda.

It is estimated that before sending him his luggage, he did not know which gentle village he got up from.

There is no poison in the sleeve robe, but a kind of spice that dancers from the Western Regions often infuse on their bodies. After smelling it for a long time, it can make people feel restless.

In addition, a certain Lu Xiaoji had been overheated recently, and he drank a bowl of hot sweat-inducing ginger soup, which inevitably made him a lot more restless than usual, even if he didn't drink the medicine for a while I'm fine.

I just don't know how Lu Xiaofeng, who is in the cold weather, managed to get his internal fire overwhelmed.

He was keeping accounts for Yu Luocha here, while the Jade leader sneezed loudly on the other side, and swore to his son depressedly that he had never touched another woman since his mother died. None of them.

God knows he'd want to sneeze at the smell of spices, let alone a woman who smelled so good.

……

Wen Renxi was decocting the medicine when he heard light footsteps passing by, heading towards Lu Xiaofeng's direction.

When he opened the door, he saw a white figure rushing into Lu Xiaofeng's room, Wen Renxi rushed after him, but he could only see the afterimage of the white figure rushing out from the half-open window. Stop, it seems to be short in the air and go straight out of the crack.

Wen Renxi pushed open the window, but he didn't have time to chase him out, because Lu Xiaofeng was already hanging on him from behind, at some point Lu Xiaofeng slipped out of the bed, and rubbed against him in only his underwear.

Seeing that the white shadow merged with the white snow outside, it disappeared in an instant.

Wen Renxi turned around, and was greeted by a strong fragrance, a broken incense box shining brightly in the corner of the wall to show his presence.

His keen sense of medicine allowed him to distinguish the ingredients in spices immediately. It would be fine if he didn't know, Wen Renxi's face turned blue the moment he noticed it.

It was such a nasty thing!

He grew up soaked in medicinal herbs and felt his body was slightly hot, not to mention Lu Xiaofeng, who was already exuberant internal fire, at this time his eyes turned red due to the stimulation of the medicine, his breath was full of heat, and the moist breath blew on everyone. Xi's neck felt a little shuddering.

Wen Renxi froze: "Release."

"Wenren..." Lu Xiaofeng hugged him tightly, as if Wen Renxi would run away if he let go, "Wenren..."

His voice was obsessive and hoarse, and his screams made people feel weak.

Wen Renxi frowned, holding his hand on the window lattice: "Let go."

He gripped it so hard that his knuckles turned white.

"Why should I let go..." Lu Xiaofeng laughed, he is very hot now, his words are full of scorching temperature, "Wenren, why should I let go..."

Wen Renxi gripped it even tighter, and the cold wind blowing outside the window made his feverish mind clearer: "Let go."

With a very cold tone, Lu Xiaofeng had never heard him speak to herself like this before, he loosened his hands slightly, and tightened them again: "You are lying."

He was smiling, lowly, as if he wanted to cry.

"Wenren, you are lying."

What he said was firm and categorical, leaving no room for rejection.

Wen Renxi pursed his lips, his bloodless face turned pale: "I said, let go."

It was as cold as a knife's edge, but Lu Xiaofeng didn't take it seriously at all, instead he laughed even harder: "Duplicity."

He slowly raised his head, rubbing Wen Renxi's fair neck: "You can push it away."

The wet and hot breath hit his skin, Wen Renxi's face was tense, he only regretted that the cold wind outside the window was not strong enough, it actually made his head dizzy again.

He should have pushed it away, as long as he gently folded and pushed the hand around his waist, it was impossible for Lu Xiaofeng to stop him in this state, but the only thing he did was to firmly hold the window sill, almost pushing it Crush to a fine powder.

"You didn't push me away..." Lu Xiaofeng tightened his arms, almost pulling Wen Renxi into his arms, if it wasn't because he was really shorter than Wen Renxi, he looked more like throwing himself into his arms.

It's time to push away.Wen Renxi thought, holding Lu Xiaofeng's wrist, but Lu Xiaofeng frightened him.

The man took a bite on his neck, it wasn't too heavy, it was more of a sucking than a biting, the wet panting was right next to his ear, mixed with the laughter that circled up from his throat, he bit very hard Accurately, right at the artery, the ambiguous licking of the tip of the tongue, the sensational clinking of the teeth, a cluster of sparks were ignited quietly, and the passionate vain attempt became uncontrollable and turned into a prairie fire from then on.

No matter how you say it, he is a veteran in the field of romance, even if he is moved and accepts his heart, how can Wen Renxi be able to compare with all kinds of means at this moment.

A thin blush stained her pale face, and Wen Renxi couldn't control her breathing for a moment.

"Presumptuous." He gritted his teeth and reprimanded.

Not only did Lu Xiaofeng not stop, but he pushed even further, moving away from his neck, biting his earlobe, sucking, licking, teasing the earlobe that was beginning to turn red maliciously.

Wen Renxi trembled uncontrollably, but in the end he controlled himself and directly extinguished the flames that surged up from his heart. He firmly pressed Lu Xiaofeng's hand, and slowly pulled it away: "Lu Xiaofeng, I said Come on, let go of your hands."

He paused word for word, and said it so clearly that even if people wanted to pretend they heard it wrong, they couldn't do it.

He felt that the strength he had been exerting all his strength to resist himself was slowly disappearing after all, Lu Xiaofeng seemed to have no strength, and retreated from him bit by bit, extremely slowly.

"Wear people..." Only two words came out of Lu Xiaofeng's mouth a few times, against the rich and sultry fragrance that filled the room, it was indescribably touching, and the tone that couldn't be more ordinary could make people hear it. Unspoken sadness.

And begging.

Wen Renxi lowered his eyes, watching the hands shrink back as if a heavy weight had fallen on them, the hands that had never shaken before, but at this moment one could see an imperceptible tremor.

But he didn't say anything, just sighed lightly and turned around: "Lu Xiaofeng..."

He's still a child, a child who can do anything with impunity without even understanding his own feelings.

It's not that he has never seen it, the eyes that have never been concealed, the little trick that he thinks no one knows, can read his mind with just one glance, but there are more things in this world, fireworks are easy to be cold, dreams are fragile, young people's heart The fire is the easiest to extinguish, and he doesn't have that much energy to play this kind of game, so it's better to extinguish it with a basin of cold water before it goes out naturally.

Thinking like this, Wen Renxi didn't expect that what he turned around to greet him was a hug that was much firmer than before.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't say a word, and the moment Wen Renxi turned around, he pressed the man against the window, and before the man recovered, he leaned forward and kissed the lips he had been coveting for a long time.

He couldn't understand the twists and turns in Wen Renxi's heart, smart people always think more than him, but he knew one thing, if Wen Renxi was allowed to speak out, he would really have no chance again.

This time, Wen Renxi was completely frozen into a block of wood, the cold wind that could wake him up at any time was gone, replaced by a strong fragrance, which took away what was left of his reason.

Everything is gone, only the heartbeat that is more intense than ever is extremely clear.

His heart was finally in a mess.

Blood slid down between his fingers, and while the wooden window sill was shattering, it stabbed his palm severely.

It broke our hearts.

A drop of blood fell silently on the ground, and the last sanity was burnt under the fragrance.

Unconsciously, he raised his hands to hug Lu Xiaofeng tightly, Wen Renxi turned around hard and pinned Lu Xiaofeng against the wall.

"..."

No one spoke, Lu Xiaofeng raised his head to look at Wen Renxi, Wen Renxi lowered his head slightly, as if he had crashed into a ball of fire and could no longer escape.

I don't know who took the initiative first, the lips came together again, different from the previous simple touch, who started first, the quiet temptation got an unreserved response, and then there was no limit to the entanglement of lips and tongues .

The fire was burning vigorously in the fire pond, and the warmth slowly climbed up.

Well, it would be great if Lu Xiaofeng's thing didn't rub against his thigh all the time.

Wen Renxi, who was extremely resistant to drugs, thought about it, and slowly closed his eyes, but in the end he still didn't let go of someone who was too presumptuous.

I'm afraid, I'm really stuck in it.