Our leader can't be so funny

Ye Fuyi put his clothes back on for him, untied the bandage on his arm, and began to change the dressing.

Feng Ling watched his serious movements with downcast eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes were filled with gentle light, and he pulled off his clothes again, this time he showed his uninjured shoulders.

I saw round shoulders, fair complexion, and deeply sunken collarbone, which was very sexy.

So the leader looked up and saw his white and tender shoulders, with a puzzled look in his eyes: "Are you hot?"

The leader blinked innocently, thinking, I am not hot, I only want you to be hot.

Ye Fuyi frowned, stretched out his hands to put his clothes back on for him, and said very thoughtfully: "It will be autumn in a few days, be careful of catching cold, if it's hot, go wash your face."

In fact, the cave is dark and humid, and if there is no fire, it will still look cold. Ordinary people can't bear it at all, so there is no problem of heat at all.

Seeing Ye Fuyi ordering herself in a serious manner, Feng Ling was a little depressed.

Ye Fuyi turned around and went to the pool, took out a handkerchief to wet it, and wrung it dry. When he turned around, he was shocked to see Feng Ling on the bed.

Because this guy didn't know when he stripped himself naked, sat on the bed, and stared at him with a pair of dark eyes, like a delicious meal waiting to be tasted.

Even though he didn't do anything, Ye Fuyi felt that he was getting hot.

It was as if a fire had set him on fire.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the fire on his body, his eyes became clear again, he walked towards Feng Ling calmly, frowned and said: "I've said it all, don't take off your clothes anymore, if you catch a cold, you will You get acupuncture."

This sentence is more effective than anything else. Hearing the word acupuncture, the leader put all his clothes back on without thinking.

To hell with any charm schemes.

Ye Fuyi let out a muffled laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Feng Ling glared at him.

"Why are you so afraid of acupuncture?" I remembered that he seemed to have asked him this way three years ago, but Feng Ling didn't answer him at that time.

Feng Ling took a serious look at him, and said with a little worry: "Don't you think the needle point makes your scalp tingle and your whole body get pimples?"

Ye Fuyi laughed, it was because of this reason, it seems that all the silver needles must be put away in the future, and he cannot be seen.

"It's getting late, go to sleep." Ye Fuyi lay down beside him.

Feng Ling also lay down, slept in it, and turned to look at him.

The bed is so soft, I made it, praise me!Praise me! !The teacher looked forward to it.

However, Ye Fuyi just closed his eyes without saying a word, so Feng Ling could only close his eyes depressedly.After a while, Ye Fuyi said softly: "The bed is very soft, Ling'er is really capable."

Feng Ling laughed happily.

After that, the two of them didn't speak any more, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and the sound of insects could be faintly heard from the grass outside the cave.

Feng Ling was so sleepy that he fell into a deep sleep not long after, but Ye Fuyi was very awake, turned over, faced Feng Ling, and hugged him into his arms.

How long has it been since you hugged him so quietly?

It's been a long, long time since that parting...

Feng Ling breathed long, slept peacefully, her long eyelashes were shaking, she was as quiet and obedient as a kitten.

Ye Fuyi felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart, and wanted to hold him like this until eternity.

But soon he felt something was wrong.

Feng Ling's body was very cold, icy cold, like the coldness of death, Ye Fuyi could clearly feel that it was cooling down bit by bit, his temperature was slowly losing, losing...

Even if Ye Fuyi hugged him tightly, it couldn't stop his temperature loss.

Ye Fuyi recalled a night not long ago, and it was the same. When he woke up and found Feng Ling in his arms was cold, his heart felt quite empty at that time.

This time it was no longer empty, but panic.

He checked Feng Ling's pulse, and there was nothing abnormal about Feng Ling's pulse, but there was a strange internal force in his body.

Ye Fuyi stretched out his hand to hold Feng Ling's wrist again, and checked his pulse carefully, but the result was still the same as last time.

The breathing is still there, but the person is cooler.

Ye Fuyi's face slowly sank, and unknown emotions surged in his eyes.

Feng Ling had something to hide from him.

Gently stroking Feng Ling's face with his palm, he called in a low voice: "Ling'er."

The miracle was that Feng Ling, who had always been a heavy sleeper, hummed in a daze, but soon he knew that Feng Ling was not responding to him, but an itchy wound.

Feng Ling stretched out her hand to scratch the wound on her shoulder, but Ye Fuyi grabbed it, regardless of whether he could hear it or not, and reprimanded: "Don't scratch it."

"...Uncomfortable, itchy." Feng Ling in her arms did not open her eyes, but said a little aggrieved, it seemed that she was not very conscious.

"Don't scratch it." Ye Fuyi grabbed his hands and put them in his arms, comforting him in a low voice, "Hey, bear with it, it will be fine when the wound heals."

"But it's still very itchy." Feng Ling struggled unhappily, and the struggle became bigger and bigger. However, he soon found that no matter how hard he struggled and complained, the force that bound his hands would not let go, but he was too Tired, so tired that I can't even open my eyes, I can only express my dissatisfaction in a dazed and low voice, and ask, "Then you blow it to me."

Ye Fuyi: "..."

Naturally, he wouldn't brag to Feng Ling, not because he didn't want to, but because he was afraid of blowing himself up.

No one knows how madly he is infatuated with the body in front of him. Even though three years have passed in a flash, no matter how he pretends and warns himself not to repeat the same mistakes, he still falls in love with him without hesitation, wants to catch him, and possesses he.

Ye Fuyi felt that he was really a hypocrite. Three years ago, he had promised that this person in front of him would never be entangled again.

***

A few more days passed by.

Ruan Xiaomu sat on the bed and touched her obviously swollen belly, feeling a little worried.

These days, apart from inquiring about the leader, he and Shangguan Qiyou enjoyed sneaking food in Wuzhuang's kitchen, which caused him to be in a circle now.

On the other hand, Shangguan Qiyou was still very personable, no matter how much he could eat, it didn't seem to affect his weight at all. This was what made Ruan Xiaomu most depressed.

Obviously two people ate the same amount, but the result was so different.But having said that, the food cooked by Wuzhuang's cook is really delicious, and he will miss them very much when he returns to the Devil's Cult.

Shangguan Qiyou opened the door and came in. Seeing Ruan Xiaomu holding her belly with resentment on her face, she couldn't help laughing.

"Laugh again and I'll beat you." Ruan Xiaomu clenched his fists.

"If you knew what I found out this time, you would definitely not be willing to beat me up." Shangguan Qiyou raised her brows and said cheekily.

"..." Ruan Xiaomu withdrew his fist and said awkwardly, "Then what did you find out?"

"Today I was going to bring you a roast goose back as a routine, but I ran into someone and knocked him down. Fortunately, that person was the leader of the guards. He thought I was going to kill him, so he leaked a lot of information. Secrets, including that He Lianming's obscene pants are red..."

Ruan Xiaomu said brightly, "That must be because you did something terrible to scare him."

If you ask who is the most cheeky Ruan Xiaomu has ever seen, the answer must be Shangguan Qiyou; if you ask who is the most ruthless Ruan Xiaomu has ever seen, the answer must be Shangguan Qiyou.A person like Shangguan Qiyou may be thinking of the most vicious way to punish you when he smiles at you the brightest, he is simply a model of the hypocrite world!

Shangguan Qiyou was slightly regretful: "I just stripped his clothes off, pressed his acupoints into a ball, and planned to roll down the mountain."

Ruan Xiaomu: "..."

How cruel is it!Everyone will be scared to pee, okay?

Shangguan Qiyou: "I found out where they last disappeared."

"Great!" Ruan Xiaomu cheered, looking forward, "Where is it?"

***

A great lake.

The lake water is clear and bright, the lake is covered with lotus leaves, and the pink and white lotus flowers have withered. Occasionally, small fish come out of the water, turn over, and fall back into the lake.

Ruan Xiaomu stared at the lake, and asked Shangguan Qiyou: "You mean they disappeared from here?"

Shangguan Qiyou nodded: "They disappeared after jumping into the lake. You see, the lake here is very clear, and there are many fish in the lake, so this lake is not stagnant water. I guess, there is another passage at the bottom of the lake."

Ruan Xiaomu hesitated: "You can guess it, and He Lianming can guess it too. Why didn't he go into the water to chase the leader and the others?"

"Who knows, maybe Ye Fuyi and Feng Ling don't need to spend a lot of trouble in his opinion."

Ruan Xiaomu retorted: "Even the leader of the martial arts and the leader of the Demon Sect don't pay attention, how high is his vision?"

"You have to ask him yourself." After speaking, Shangguan Qiyou took off his obstructive robe.

Ruan Xiaomu was stunned: "What are you doing?"

"Go into the water." Shangguan Qiyou glanced at him, "You take off your robe too, let's go into the water together."

"Huh?" Ruan Xiaomu was puzzled.

"Why, you can't swim?" Shangguan Qiyou smiled and scratched his head, "Oh, yes, you really don't know how to swim, or else you wouldn't just be splashing around in the water back then."

"Who said that! I will now!" Ruan Xiaomu retorted excitedly, paused, took off his robe, walked to Shangguan Qiyou, and jumped into the lake with him.

The two gradually sank to the bottom of the lake and swam along the current, when suddenly a hand was placed on Ruan Xiaomu's waist, Ruan Xiaomu was startled, took a sip of water, widened his eyes, and struggled indiscriminately.

Shangguan Qiyou swam over, held him in his arms, breathed a sigh of relief, and led him out of the water.

Ruan Xiaomu's face was flushed, lying on the bank panting continuously, she turned her head and glared at Shangguan Qiyou angrily: "You did it on purpose!"

Shangguan Qiyou looked innocent: "You wronged me."

"Hypocrite!" Ruan Xiaomu angrily crawled to the shore, sat on the grass and twisted the hem of his clothes.