Feng Qing

Qing Xuan's indifference caused Sufeng's suppressed anger to burst out in an instant. He turned over and put the person on him on the couch, with fiery red light in his eyes, which seemed to burn Qing Xuan to death, and then melted into his in the blood of the bones.

"Qingxuan, what should I do so that you won't talk to me like this?"

Although the bed was very soft, but Su Feng pressed him on the bed so hard that his whole back felt a burning pain.

"What am I talking about?"

"I didn't feel that my words offended the World Lord. If the World Lord feels offended, I apologize to the World Lord."

"If the world master loses his anger, just move. You know I'm getting weak from you now." Qing Xuan put his arms around Sufeng's neck, wrapped his arms around his waist, and continued: "Everyone is a man. , the World Lord should understand, it is very unkind to hang me like this."

"you!"

Sufeng didn't know whether she should be angry or happy?

If he didn't move, Qing Xuan could only control himself again, but his strength was limited, and he really couldn't meet his current needs, so he lay softly on Sufeng's chest.Sufeng was also confused by his limp movements. Seeing Qingxuan's dissatisfied look, Sufeng reported the person directly to the sky, in response to what Qingxuan said before, the place is big and convenient.

In this Wutong Yinyuan, except for the remote small courtyard where Chansi lived and the courtyard where Yao Yao lived, Sufeng carried Qingxuan and set foot in most of the Yinyuan overnight.

"Sufeng, stop, if this continues, I will die directly under you." Qing Xuan didn't want to speak at first.

But he just did something tonight, the spiritual power to suppress toxins in his body was not enough, so he wanted to borrow Sufeng's spiritual power, but the exercise this night really made him unbearable.

Even if he borrowed Sufeng's spiritual power to suppress the toxin mixed with smoked food and Liusha, he still couldn't suppress the poison of blood spirit.

Sufeng also knew that Yi Qingxuan's current body was really forcing him tonight.

He bowed his head and kissed Qin Qingxuan's lips, and said softly: "Okay, it's the last time, it's really the last time."

Qing Xuan closed his eyes and accepted his fate.

However, Sufeng said it was the last time, and it really was the last time.

Then, after Qing Xuan and himself were cleaned up, it was already dawn, and Qing Xuan was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger, and fell asleep directly.

Looking at the tired Qing Xuan, Su Feng brushed the messy hair on his face, looked at the garden full of flowers outside the window, sat for a while and then left.

As soon as Sufeng returned to her yard, Yan Ziling ran over crying.

"Sufeng, my elder brother...my elder brother."

Sufeng frowned, "What's wrong, Mr. Yan?"

"Woooo..." Yan Ziling threw herself into Sufeng's arms and cried loudly, "Sufeng, my elder brother was killed last night, woooo."

"Yan Ziheng was killed?" Sufeng didn't expect that things would develop like this.

Originally, I thought that Yan Ziheng was abolished anyway, but I didn't expect that this person was assassinated at home in a blink of an eye. Who did it?

The Yan family was in chaos, and Sufeng went to express condolences in person.

On the other side, in the sycamore courtyard——

Qing Xuan was sleeping soundly, but suddenly turned over, raised his hands to cover his chest, lay on the edge of the bed, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yao Yao, who was outside the door, and Chansi Qiqi, who was guarding in the dark, appeared in front of Qing Xuan.