I want it all

"And..." Shen Feiyun said in a low voice.

What else, he refused to say all of the next words, as if trying to whet Su Lang's appetite.

"What else?" Su Lang asked.

"Also, I'll take you back to meet my family." Shen Feiyun smiled.

He knew that Su Lang was sitting very firmly and would never fall off the horse, but he still circled him tighter and stuck him firmly together.

Shen Feiyun said leisurely: "I have met your second brother and second sister-in-law, and I will go to see your elder brother, parents, and your master in the future."

"Okay." Su Lang agreed, and his heartbeat began to speed up involuntarily.

The two of them didn't talk much along the way, and soon arrived at the Hou Mansion in the middle of the night.

On weekdays, the door would be closed at this time, if Shen Feiyun came home in the middle of the night, he would use lightness kung fu directly, so as not to have to knock on the door in the middle of the night to ask someone to open it.

Tonight was unusual, the door was open, and from a long distance away, one could hear the laughter of Shen Wanqing and her companions. Looking inside, the lights were brightly lit and kept on all night.

Enter from the boulevard, walk through the promenade, and arrive at the large lobby.

In fact, you can directly bypass the hall, leave the long corridor, and go back to the room by the path, but Shen Feiyun wants to take Su Lang to meet the elder sister.

Not as a businessman, nor as the closed disciple of Liuxiu City Lord, but as his bosom friend and friend of Shen Feiyun.

Shen Feiyun stood at the door and called out: "Elder Sister."

Shen Wanqing put down her teacup, looked at him, and took a large amount of Su Lang carefully.At the end, she was full of deep meaning and said with a smile: "Didn't you say you won't be coming back tonight?"

"There are too many people over there." Shen Feiyun said concisely, then took Su Lang's hand and led him in, "This is my... friend, you have seen it before, he will live here from now on."

Shen Wanqing smiled, coughed, raised her eyebrows and said: "I have many friends, the wing happens to be full, so please take care of your friends."

Of course there are rooms available.

Shen Feiyun knew it in his heart, and thanked him: "I will take care of it carefully, and now take Su Lang back to the room to rest, you can eat and have fun."

"Go, go!" Shen Wanqing waved her hand, chasing people away impatiently.

Shen Feiyun immediately pulled Su Lang back to the room, lit the lamp as soon as he entered the door, then pressed Su Lang on the wooden chair, and said: "I'll go get two buckets of cold water, let's take a good bath, and then rest, you look tired, right now It's pitch black, so I must have not slept well."

"I'll go with you." Su Lang couldn't help but stand up.

Shen Feiyun felt sorry for Su Lang, so he rushed to do things and didn't want the other party to contribute.But if you think about it carefully, Su Lang is so strong, how can he let others do everything for him and sit still.

"Okay." After Shen Feiyun figured it out, he agreed, and went to the patio to fetch water with Su Lang.

It was scorchingly hot this day, and it only cooled down at night, and the well water was warm in winter and cool in summer, so it was perfect for bathing in summer.

The two of them carried a large bucket of water, and they were very relaxed.

They had been trained. At that time, sandbags were tied to both hands and feet, and copper and iron weighing several thousand catties were carried in their hands, and they repeated back and forth on the rugged mountain road.

Carrying such a bucket is a breeze, effortless.

The two quickly entered the room. This time, Shen Feiyun locked the door. Although it was unlikely that others would push the door in at this time, he still felt a little guilty.

When he walked to the tub, Su Lang had already poured cold water into it and was undressing.

"I'll do it." Shen Feiyun wrapped his arms around Su Lang, hugged him tightly, and slowly untied him with his slender fingers.

Su Lang couldn't help but wince, he always felt a little weird when dealing with Shen Feiyun with his original appearance.

About to get used to hiding behind the mask, he felt that no matter how egregious a mistake he committed, it was someone else's responsibility, not him.

But when Shen Feiyun really treated him tenderly, he couldn't help but recall that back in Qingzhou, he used the excuse of detoxification to sleep with Shen Feiyun in a grandiose manner, and then left without saying goodbye.

It was the first time he made a mistake, he was obsessed with ghosts for a while, felt guilty afterwards, and was afraid that Shen Feiyun would break with him after waking up, so he ran away.

Afterwards, he thought about going back to admit his mistake, and then thought of the priceless cloak that Shen Feiyun gave him, which he left in the Holy Fire Cult, so he rushed to get it back, and met Mo Tingfeng there again.

He went back to look for Shen Feiyun, but he went to the empty building, and he was already impersonating Mo Tingfeng, seeing him and Jian Yishan scrambling together, he couldn't help but touch Shen Feiyun in the carriage.

Everything is so coincidental.

Su Lang really wanted to ask Shen Feiyun.

——However, after getting along with each other for a period of time as a child, and seeing each other in Qingzhou for a month, how do you feel about me?

But finally did not ask the exit.

Shen Feiyun put away the dirty clothes, fetched the clean clothes and hung them on the rack.

He stepped into the bathtub and helped Su Lang wipe his back.

It was very tight, and he naturally noticed Su Lang's strangeness.

"Okay." Shen Feiyun hurriedly got up and went out, dried himself, and put on his coat.

Su Lang rested his arms on the edge of the bathtub, pressed his forehead against his arms, and said in a suppressed way: "I'm sorry, I just laughed... Did it scare you?"

Shen Feiyun chuckled, it turned out that his reaction, in Su Lang's view, was "running away", and he was frightened.

He had seen the moment when Su Lang was more aggressive than Meng Lang, so how could he be panicked by such a trivial matter.

"It didn't scare me." Shen Feiyun stepped forward with a bath towel, "Get up, I'll dry you off, so you can go to bed early."

Su Lang clenched his teeth, still excited, if he got up and asked Shen Feiyun to wipe his body, wouldn't it be clear at a glance?

"I'll do it myself." He muffled.

Shen Feiyun said with a smile: "I think you are too weak and unsuitable now, and you are not frightened, it is purely for your sake."

Su Lang didn't believe it at all, thought it was an excuse, and said ruthlessly, "If you don't think about me..."

Shen Feiyun considered himself an upright gentleman, and upon hearing this sentence, he also felt that this gentleman's demeanor was going to be unbearable.

He endured it, and calmly said: "Get up."

Su Lang had no reason to be shy again, so he took a deep breath, stood up frankly, stepped out of the bathtub, turned slowly, and faced Shen Feiyun.

He stared closely at Shen Feiyun, trying to read panic from the other's eyes, but there was none.

Shen Feiyun's eyes were clear, the same as when he was a good friend at the beginning, and he didn't dodge because of his strange situation.

Su Lang thought for a while, as if he had figured out something, and asked bluntly, "Are you used to this? It's always like this...Three years ago, you saved me and handed me the sword, and you were always so enthusiastic. But I treated you like that. Now...you are still like this. Back then, you could excuse your friends, but now you want me?"

He still has nothing to say.

Shen Feiyun hated Mo Tingfeng at first, but later he also treated each other with love; he was very warm to Senior Brother Qi when he first met him;

Shen Feiyun is always like this.

Having experienced Shen Feiyun's "transferring love" many times, Su Lang looked at it very openly, thinking that Shen Feiyun had ulterior motives for him.

Shen Feiyun laughed, and couldn't help shaking his head: "Of course."

He likes Su Lang so much, how could he not want it.

He immediately asked again: "Otherwise?"

"So that's how it is." Su Lang breathed a sigh of relief, "It's easy to handle, I will never resist, and let you do what you want."

There was some expectation indistinctly.

Shen Feiyun smiled, this is the same as what Su Lang said when he pretended to be Jian Yishan, how much does Su Lang expect him to do?

"No." Shen Feiyun wrapped him up in a bath towel, "You are very empty now, I will make you a medicinal meal tomorrow, and we will wait until your energy and blood are strong."

After three or two strokes, he dried Su Lang and passed the clothes over.

After Su Lang finished dressing, he glanced lightly at Shen Feiyun, as if he was doubting what the other party said, thinking it was just an excuse for not wanting to touch him.

Shen Feiyun couldn't see it, so he pushed him to the side of the bed, and stuffed him into the thin silkworm quilt.

Even in midsummer, the silk is cold and silky, which can instantly calm people's restlessness and calm down.

Shen Feiyun tossed and tossed for a long time, and felt a little tired at the moment, but his heart was on Su Lang, and he heard that the other party's breathing was not steady, but more and more rapid, so he didn't dare to fall asleep easily.

After a long time, it didn't subside, but intensified.

Shen Feiyun couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Su Lang lifted the quilt violently, stepped over Shen Feiyun and got out of bed, and walked behind the screen.

"Wait." Shen Feiyun hurriedly followed, and brought him back.

For half a quarter of an hour, Su Lang had been struggling violently, but he pushed halfway, so he didn't break free despite his peerless martial arts.In the end, he grabbed Shen Feiyun's hair and tried to pull him away.

Shen Feiyun coughed violently, raised his head, and the tails of his eyes were red.

"Why don't you avoid it." Su Lang's words were a little awkward, and he stretched out his hand and spread his palm next to Shen Feiyun's mouth.

Shen Feiyun rolled his Adam's apple, and said hoarsely, "It's gone."

Su Lang broke down a bit, this was too much, he didn't have any absurd thoughts, he immediately got up like rolling, and dragged Shen Feiyun to rinse his mouth.

Shen Feiyun stood in front of the water basin holding the cup, dipped it in tooth powder, paused for a moment, then put it down again.Then he hugged Su Lang with a smile and kissed him passionately.

After a long time, he concluded: "Hold your hands, it's like ribs, eat more tomorrow."

Su Lang's cheeks were flushed, his thin lips were tightly pressed, he gently pushed Shen Feiyun away, and took a few steps back, not daring to get too close, so as not to repeat the same mistakes.

Maybe it's been too long, maybe there's someone who thinks about it day and night beside me, so I feel very at ease.

Su Lang could only sleep soundly for half a year, and was very easily awakened, but today was extraordinarily sweet, and he slept until the next day.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he smelled a bitter smell.

"Get up and wash up, I'll cook a pot of medicinal food for you." Shen Feiyun urged.

There were all kinds of food on the table, except that the medicinal food in the ceramic pot was made by Shen Feiyun himself, and the rest were all thanks to the cook.

Shen Feiyun didn't take the rest of the credit, and only focused on the medicinal food he stewed.

But everything else seemed delicious, only his pot of medicinal food was terrible, which made Su Lang's stomach churn.

Su Lang endured his nausea, dressed neatly, and sat upright at the table after washing.

He hesitated for a long time, not knowing whether to pick up the chopsticks to eat delicious food, or hold the spoon to taste the medicinal food that made his stomach sick.

The author has something to say: Su Lang has a serious stomach problem due to his irregular diet, and basically throws up whenever he eats.