Feng Qing

Sufeng's heart skipped a beat, she rushed to Qing Xuan in two steps, pulled her into her arms and held her tightly, Qing Xuan had no intention of resisting.

He clearly knew what his current situation was, and it was no longer his right to resist such extravagant things a year ago.

"What is Sufeng World Master doing?"

Qing Xuan's calm and distant tone hurt Sufeng.

Sufeng knew but didn't know that whether it was her own words or actions, she had caused irreparable harm to Qing Xuan.

Being held in his arms was obviously warm, but Qing Xuan felt cold all over her body, like being in an ice field.

Because her eyes were invisible, Qing Xuan also couldn't see Sufeng's expression at this time.

The way he turned a blind eye made Sufeng very angry, and Qi Qingxuan was also angry with himself.

"Don't you even refute?" Su Feng said in a low voice while suppressing her anger.

Qing Xuan raised his head, but he couldn't see him clearly, but he looked straight up diagonally at him, as if he was looking at Su Feng.

"Is my rebuttal interesting?"

"Will it determine your decision, or will it take away the hatred of those rats, or make this thing go away, as if it never happened?"

"Sufeng, I didn't expect you to have such a naive idea." Qing Xuan raised his hand to push Sufeng away, but was restrained by Sufeng again.

"So, before taking my blood, Lord Sufeng, what else do you need to do?"

Qing Xuan nodded with a chuckle, expressing that he understood.

Sufeng was a little puzzled, but also a little expectant.

But Qing Xuan's smile made him uncomfortable, as if he was standing in front of him without any clothes on, more like he was transparent, Qing Xuan could see through him at a glance.

This feeling made Sufeng very irritable, and seeing Qing Xuan lightly undressing his clothes, Sufeng grabbed Qing Xuan's hand, not knowing whether it was from shame or anger.

Qing Xuan could feel the hot touch of his wrist, and he didn't need to think about it, his wrist was crushed.

The pain made Qing Xuan's already pale face, even if Yao Yao used rouge to cover it up, it couldn't cover his paleness at this moment.

"Why don't you object?"

"Even if you say something, it's not you, me."

"If I say it's not me, will you believe it?" Qing Xuan interrupted Sufeng's words coldly, and said with a sneer: "Sufeng, if you believe me, you are not here at this moment, but in Yan's lobby above."

Qing Xuan stood up, but Sufeng still didn't let go of the hand that was holding her, the pain on her wrist had already been submerged by the pain in her heart.

Qing Xuan raised his other hand to untie the remaining clothes on his body, and said with a smile on his lips: "Since you are here, don't return empty-handed, and go away disappointed."

"Enough!" Sufeng pulled up the blanket beside Qing Xuan to cover her, her eyes were red, "I just came here to ask you, not to do this kind of thing."

"Didn't you come here to do such a thing?" Qing Xuan chuckled, and pulled off the blanket on his body, "Do you believe what Sufeng Realm Master said?"

"Anyway, I don't believe it."

"So, continue to stand there and just look at it like this?" Qing Xuan lay on the bed, all the secrets looming in Sufeng's eyes.

"Why do you always push me into a dead end?" Sufeng leaned over, pinched Qing Xuan's chin, looked directly into his eyes, wanting to see what she wanted to see from his eyes, or What other expressions.

But he was destined not to see it, Qing Xuan's eyes were still as bright as before, but he had lost the light of his soul.

"Just do what you want, there is so much nonsense."

Qing Xuan raised his uninjured hand, pulled Sufeng towards him, and blocked the mouth that bored him.

Qingxuan's aura is a temptation that Sufeng will never be able to resist.

Outside, Yao Yao slid on the ground with his mouth covered, tears streaming down his face.

The voices coming from the house, as well as Qing Xuan's physical condition, were all her worries.

How much she hopes now, brother Sufeng hadn't brought Qing Xuan back to the Lord's Mansion back then, then these things that happened now would not have happened.

Brother Sufeng would still be the one who would smirk when he thought of Brother Qingxuan.

The night is very long, it is torture for Yao Yao and Qing Xuan who have nothing inside and outside, but for Sufeng he doesn't know what it is?But his heart hurts.

Qing Xuan's pale face after he fell asleep made his heart ache.

On Qing Xuan's body, the traces he made when he lost control made his heart ache and at the same time he hated himself.

He obviously didn't want to treat him like this, but.

"Qingxuan, don't worry, I won't let them hurt you." Sufeng lowered her head and kissed Qingxuan's forehead, got up and left Wutong Garden.

Qing Xuan opened his eyes, but there was still darkness in front of him, he raised his hand to caress the place where Sufeng kissed just now, and tugged at Zongzhi's lips, he wanted to smile, but he couldn't.

He couldn't even pull out a wry smile.

"Yao Yao, help me prepare the water for bathing." Qing Xuan said, the hoarse voice hurt his throat, but he didn't seem to feel it.

"What about Chansi?"

"My lord, I've always been here." Chansi frowned, came to Qingxuan and raised his hand and shook it.

"Don't shake it, it's just what you think."

Chan Si didn't speak, took the clothes aside and put them on Qing Xuan's body, helped him up and sent him to the edge of the tub before leaving.

What happened next was out of his hands.

Qing Xuan fumbled for a bath, leaned on the soft couch and fell asleep. He didn't know when there was another person in the room.

The man gently held the Jinpa, and gently wiped his dripping long hair.Gently, draw his outline little by little, caressing his obsidian eyes.

Thinking in his heart, it would be great if these eyes were purple.

But he didn't know that he could see those eyes turning purple many times, but he passed them by again and again.

Behind him Yao Yao was standing there holding hot soup, unlike before when she was happy to see Sufeng, she flew towards him like a bird, but now looking at this person, she felt disgusted.

I want to tear this person into pieces.

Such a thought startled her.

"Is that for him?" Sufeng looked back at Yao Yao.

Yao Yao blessed the body, "Yes."

How could Sufeng not see that respectful yet distant attitude and tone?

"You are hating me." Not a question, but an affirmation.

"I said yes, is Brother Sufeng going to kill me too?"

"Or, tie me up and torture me?"

"Give it to me." Sufeng didn't answer Yao Yao's words, but stretched out her hand.

"It's better not to bother the World Master with such trivial matters. It's good for Yao Yao to serve Mr. Qingxuan. The World Master is busy with government affairs, so it's better not to stay in such a sinner's place for a long time."

Yao Yao blessed his body, turned around and warmed the hot soup in his hand on the small stove, then sat beside him and watched.