Jun Xie Chenxin

It was Feng Ninghan who woke up first. Since he indulged a few times last night and woke up in the morning, he still maintained the last movement where he hugged Qi Yang around his waist and put his face on Qi Yang's shoulder. He hugged him neither light nor heavy. If it is light, it seems that there is no satisfaction in hugging the person tightly, but if it is heavy, it is afraid of hurting the person in the arms.

Seeing that Qi Yang was still asleep, Feng Ninghan raised her hand to poke his cheek, then called Qi Yang's name in a moderate voice.

"Qi Yang?"

"Qi Yang?"

"Qi Yang..."

One, two, three sounds passed, and the people beside him didn't respond at all. Feng Ninghan's heart was shocked, fearing that everything yesterday was Nankey Yimeng again, he grabbed Qi Yang's shoulder and shook, his voice became more urgent, "Qi Yang!"

Qi Yang groaned twice, and finally opened his eyes. He turned his head to look at Feng Ninghan beside him, his eyes were full of tenderness, "Ah Han, what's wrong?" His voice was a little hoarse.

Feng Ninghan pinched herself under the quilt, felt the pain, and finally let go, he raised his hand and smoothed the messy hair on Qi Yang's forehead behind his ears, "It's nothing, I just called you, did you sleep soundly? "

Qi Yang grabbed Feng Ninghan's hand and held it in his palm, "Well, I'm just a little tired."

"Tired? What's the matter? What's wrong with you?"

"Last night... what did you say?"

Feng Ninghan knew that Qi Yang was making fun of him, so he pretended to be sullen and said, "Nonsense." Then he got up, the quilt on his body slipped down to his waist, he looked down and saw several blush marks on his body, and his face turned red in embarrassment.

Qi Yang's eyes were fixed on Feng Ninghan's waist, he couldn't help but stretched out his index finger and slid down the spine, Feng Ninghan was itchy from the sudden attack from behind, trembling all over, just about to Turning around to blame Qi Yang, Qi Yang leaned forward and kissed Feng Ninghan's waist.

Feng Ninghan's heart softened immediately, she covered her mouth, she couldn't say the words of blame, but buzzed through her hands, "It's early in the morning... What are you doing..."

The people behind him didn't respond, they kissed Feng Ninghan's lower back unrestrainedly, until Feng Ninghan felt a tingling sensation in his lower back, and then he felt that Qi Yang stopped kissing.

Feng Ninghan blushed, turned her head to look at Qi Yang, "You, why are you so sudden?"

Qi Yang raised his head and smiled at Feng Ninghan, then sat up and scratched his head embarrassingly, "I don't know why, it's just suddenly, out of control." After speaking, he glanced at the red mark on the back of Feng Ninghan's waist , The heart beats more than ever.

Feng Ninghan lowered her head, fiddled with her fingers, unable to speak.

Qi Yang hugged Feng Ninghan from behind, and rubbed his head against Feng Ninghan's shoulder, "Ah Han, I think all this is like a dream..."

"If you think it's a dream, then don't I think it's a dream even more?" Feng Ninghan said softly, then put her hand on Qi Yang's head and rubbed Qi Yang's hair.

Qi Yang: "Shall I help you get dressed?"

"……it is good."

The two got off the bed and stood facing each other. Qi Yang brought the obscene clothes, and when he saw the wound on Feng Ninghan's body, he felt very sad.

Some of those injuries were old, and some were whip wounds received in Deming Jianzhuang a few months ago.

That whip after whip lashed Feng Ninghan's body, leaving long and wide welts, and some were arrow wounds from the school grounds, and the wounds were still scabbed...

Qi Yang didn't know how Feng Ninghan survived those arrows from Mu Xiaogu's disciples, but if he brought himself into such emotion a little, he already felt the heart-piercing pain.

Qi Yang caressed those wounds, and asked Feng Ninghan, "Does it still hurt?"

Feng Ninghan shook her head, "It doesn't hurt." Then she said calmly, "These injuries are nothing."

Even if it hurts, he will never say it.

Qi Yang put the clothes on for Feng Ninghan in silence, while he put on a casual dress on his body.

Feng Ninghan looked at Qi Yang's open chest, and asked with concern, "Aren't you cold like this?"

"It's not cold, how can it be cold in summer?"

Feng Ninghan let out a "hmm", and checked the gauze wrapped around Qi Yang's chest, "I'll change your medicine again today, and it should be almost done."

Qi Yang looked down at Feng Ninghan who was leaning against his chest. Feng Ninghan's hair was a little messy, and there were a few white hairs. It can be seen that Feng Ninghan has been really sad recently.

"Shall I comb your hair for you?" Qi Yang asked.

Feng Ninghan straightened up and looked up at Qi Yang slightly. Only then did he notice that Qi Yang was half a head taller than him. When he first met him in Mu Xiaogu, he was still such an older child. taller than himself.

Seeing that Feng Ninghan was looking at him without answering, Qi Yang asked again, "Shall I comb your hair for you?"

Feng Ninghan came back to his senses, met Qi Yang's eyes, then lowered his head slightly, and said slowly, "Okay..."

Feng Ninghan sat at the table, and in front of him was the bronze mirror Song Qi bought. Qi Yang untied the ribbon on Feng Ninghan's blindfold and put aside Feng Ninghan's face reflected in the bronze mirror, which was slightly better than before a lot.

Feng Ninghan covered her left eye, not wanting Qi Yang to see the horrific scar, Qi Yang gently took Feng Ninghan's hand away, and said, "You're not ugly, you look good no matter what."

"..."

Gentleness can really slowly melt a person, Feng Ninghan listened to Qi Yang's words, and didn't cover that eye.

His eyes always go to Qi Yang unconsciously, and Qi Yang can always catch Feng Ninghan's eyes.

The two looked at each other, always smiling, then one bowed his head, and the other combed more seriously, just like ordinary couples who respect each other as guests.

Feng Ninghan's hair is very soft, and it feels slightly cool to the touch, very comfortable.Qi Yang combed it to the end with a silver comb, and said in a low voice naturally, "The white hair matches the eyebrows."

"What did you say?" Feng Ninghan asked.

Qi Yang smiled and continued to comb. He said, "It's nothing. I said this comb is a bit crooked and not very easy to use. I'll buy another one for you."

"No, I think he's fine..."

After Qi Yang combed his hair, he tied Feng Ninghan's hair up with cloth strips, and said as he tied it, "Okay, okay, as long as you think it's okay."

Feng Ninghan nodded, "Yes."

"It's ready." Qi Yang picked up the ribbon again, and asked Feng Ninghan if he wanted to wear it again. Feng Ninghan thought about it, but nodded.

After putting it on, Qi Yang lightly patted Feng Ninghan's shoulder, Feng Ninghan looked at himself in the mirror and said, "Thank you."

Qi Yang lowered his body, put his chin on Feng Ninghan's shoulder, tilted his head, and leaned his head against Feng Ninghan's, "Don't be so polite, I will comb your hair for you every day from now on."

Every day...?

Feng Ninghan didn't say anything, not because she didn't want to say it, but because she couldn't speak because of her heartache.

"master!"

Song Qi's voice sounded outside, and before Feng Ninghan could speak, Song Qi held the little purple flower in one hand, and pushed the door open with the other hand.

As soon as I saw it, I saw the warm scene of the two masters.

The smile on Song Qi's face froze for an instant, and his first reaction was, damn it!The second master is awake! !He finally woke up! !

The second reaction is, damn it!What are the two masters doing in the morning!Did I see something I shouldn't see!

When Feng Ninghan and Qi Yang shot deathly gazes at him at the same time, Song Qi knew that he really shouldn't have looked at it!

"I'm sorry! I didn't know the second master was awake! I'm leaving now! The two masters have a good rest! Be healthy! Everything goes well!" After finishing speaking, he turned around like a log and closed the door with a bang.

After he went out, he stamped his feet nervously outside, and when he saw the little purple flower in his hand, he quickly squatted a little away from the house, talking nonsense to the flower.

"Xiaohua, I don't want to give master a double hit!"

"Master, you won't want me!"

"Why did I just push that door! You said you have a bunch of small wild flowers! What are you doing when the flowers bloom so much in one night! If you don't bloom, how could I be so excited to find my master!"

"Oh! Sin, sin!!"

"What are you talking to yourself about?"

The second master's voice came from behind, and Song Qi called out, "It's over, it's over..."