[Yi Tian] Wearing a Dragon Sword

When Zhang Wuji mentioned that Zheng Xiaofeng took the initiative to kiss him just now, Zheng Xiaofeng remembered the culprit who caused him to break his own lips. He didn't pay much attention to what Zhang Wuji said afterwards, and he immediately felt upset, but he couldn't babble Ask "Why did I take the initiative to kiss you, but you didn't respond at all, but you insisted on kissing me?"

This is too, too hard to say,

Zheng Xiaofeng hummed and stopped talking.

Zhang Wuji's eyes darkened, he patted Xiaofeng's head, and said softly, "Forget it, you don't need to say anything."——One day, I will make you really like me.

Zhang Wuji took Zheng Xiaofeng's hand, took him to the bed and sat down, and said: "Xiaofeng, you stay here for a while. I'll go to the herbal medicine hall to get some herbs for you to apply, so that you can recover quickly Some. If someone comes to me, don’t talk to them too much, wait until I come back.”

"Well, you go." Zheng Xiaofeng waved his hand.In my heart, I disliked Zhang Wuji's talkativeness, who would come at this time, even if he came, it would not be such a coincidence, so let's pick a time when Zhang Wuji is not around!

But it turns out that there really is such a coincidence.

Zhang Wuji walked for less than a quarter of an hour, Zheng Xiaofeng was thinking about what to do to pass the time, when he heard a knock on the door.

Zheng Xiaofeng was puzzled: Why did Zhang Wuji come back so soon?Did you use lightness skills?

He ran over and opened the door, "Zhang Wuji, why—"

It wasn't Zhang Wuji standing outside the door, it was Song Qingshu and the young prince.

Zheng Xiaofeng panicked immediately, he had always seen these two people in the form of a dragon-slaying knife, and now he suddenly wanted to communicate with them as a human being, and he was at a loss for what to do.He knew that he should say hello first, and then invite them in to wait for Zhang Wuji to come back, but the words came out of his mouth anyway, and his face turned red because of this.

Zheng Xiaofeng is very sure that his stupid social disorder has happened again.

Song Qingshu looked suspiciously at the pretty boy with a flushed face in front of him, and said sternly, "Who are you? Why are you in Wuji's room!"

Zheng Xiaofeng was puzzled: Why are you so fierce!

The little prince was very direct and expressed his feelings generously. He smacked Zheng Xiaofeng's flushed face and smiled happily, "You are so beautiful!"

Zheng Xiaofeng subconsciously touched the place on his face where he was kissed, and was stunned—was he being kissed? !

Song Qingshu was also stunned, and immediately pulled the little prince back to his side, and said with a bit of aggrieved tone: "Zha Yadu, why do you want to kiss him? Maybe he is not a good person, but an assassin sent to assassinate Wuji Woolen cloth?"

Zha Yadu snorted, "I don't care if he's a good guy or not! I know he's good-looking, I just need to see him comfortably. Besides, I don't believe you can't see that he is a person who doesn't know martial arts. How could someone from me come to be an assassin!"

Zheng Xiaofeng: Well said!Although that sentence of vain footsteps slightly hit his self-esteem.

After Zha Yadu finished speaking, he ignored Song Qingshu's reaction at all, turned around and asked Zheng Xiaofeng with a smile, "By the way, what's your name! Why are you here? Where's Zhang Wuji?"

Zheng Xiaofeng took a deep breath: For the sake of Zha Yadu helping him out, he must overcome the psychological difficulties!Try to speak up!

However, just as he opened his mouth and tried to speak, suddenly two voices sounded almost simultaneously.

Zha Yadu wondered: "Could it be that you are dumb? But when you came to open the door, I clearly heard your voice!"

Zhang Wuji was surprised, "Brother Song? Why are you here!"

Zheng Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief as if he had received an amnesty, and turned his attention to Zhang Wuji for help.

Seeing the anxious look on his face, Zhang Wuji probably understood what was going on.He came over with a traditional Chinese medicine bag, put his arms around Zheng Xiaofeng's shoulders, and said to Song Qingshu: "Senior Brother Song, this is Zheng Xiaofeng. Because he was in poor health and stayed indoors for a long time to recuperate, Senior Brother Song has never seen him."

Song Qingshu nodded, "Before I was just worried about a stranger walking out of your room, Wuji, as long as you recognize him." Judging from the way Zhang Wuji hugged the beautiful boy in front of him affectionately, he could probably guess out the relationship between the two.This made his tone more sincere, and he said to Zheng Xiaofeng: "This little brother, my words were reckless just now, please forgive me."

Probably because Zhang Wuji was by his side, Zheng Xiaofeng wasn't as incompetent as he appeared just now, he waved his hands and said, "It's okay." He didn't know what to say.

Zha Yadu was a little unhappy, for some reason he had always disliked Zhang Wuji, but now seeing the pretty boy being hugged by Zhang Wuji and relying on Zhang Wuji, the little prince felt uncomfortable all over.He didn't care whether he had a position to take care of this matter, the little prince grabbed Zheng Xiaofeng's shoulders imposingly, trying to pull him out of Zhang Wuji's arms.

His move made the other three people a little dazed, not understanding what he was going to do.

Zheng Xiaofeng was the first to know his intentions as the person directly exerted force, he looked at the little prince strangely, wondering if he should get rid of him.

Just when he was thinking, the little prince pulled him hard and staggered a few steps.

Zhang Wuji followed and walked a few steps, frowning slightly, he slapped the little prince's hand on Zheng Xiaofeng's shoulder, supported Zheng Xiaofeng's body, turned his head and said in a tone of reproach: "Little prince, what are you going to do!"

The little prince snorted, "I like Xiaofeng, I want to take him out to play! Otherwise, what else can I do!"

Zhang Wuji's face darkened on the spot.

Zheng Xiaofeng was also a little embarrassed: This little prince is obviously talking nonsense, what the hell is he doing!By saying this in front of Zhang Wuji, is he trying to kill him?

Song Qingshu came over in a hurry, and his face was quite ugly. He grabbed the young prince and reproached him in a low voice: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

The little prince didn't care and said: "How am I talking nonsense? Xiaofeng is so beautiful, I'm not allowed to like it!"

Zhang Wuji's face darkened.

Song Qingshu's complexion was not good-looking, although he knew that the liking Zha Yadu said was not the kind of liking, but this did not prevent him from feeling strong jealousy when he heard those two words.

What's more, let alone Zhang Wuji.Now Zhang Wuji doesn't have an attack on his face, but if Zha Yadu says something outrageous after a while...

Song Qingshu felt that this trip was uncomfortable, and said: "Wuji, I came here today to tell you something, but now it seems that the timing is not right, so we will go back first, and I will talk to you tomorrow."

Zhang Wuji said lightly: "Then Wuji won't stay. Brother Song, go slowly."

The little prince was dissatisfied and said: "Why do you have to leave? We just arrived, I want to stay a little longer."

Song Qingshu persuaded: "Let's go. Look, Wuji is still holding a medicine bag in his hand. Brother Zheng is weak, so we won't prevent him from taking medicine."

The little prince thought for a while, and reluctantly agreed: "Okay." After finishing speaking, he happily put his face in front of Zheng Xiaofeng, smiled and said: "Xiaofeng, be good, take your medicine well. I will come see you tomorrow."

Looking at his excited face, Zheng Xiaofeng couldn't bear to dampen his interest, nodded and said: "Okay, come over tomorrow. But come at night, I have to rest during the day."

The little prince showed doubts in his eyes, but he still said: "Okay, I will come to see you tomorrow night."

Zheng Xiaofeng clearly felt that Zhang Wuji's grip on his shoulder tightened, and then relaxed again.

When the little prince and Song Qingshu had left, Zhang Wuji said in a low tone, "Xiaofeng, do you like that little prince too?"

Zhang Wuji's aura is a little scary!

Zheng Xiaofeng had an intuition that if he gave the wrong answer, he would end up miserable, so he replied almost subconsciously: "No. I don't like him, and I don't even know his name."——This is true, a Mongolian name It's too hard to remember, even though Song Qingshu said it several times, he doesn't even know what three characters "Zha Yadu" are.

Zhang Wuji's momentum dropped.

Zheng Xiaofeng also breathed a sigh of relief - it seems that the answer is correct.

Zhang Wuji picked up the medicine bag in his hand, and said softly: "Xiaofeng, let me apply the medicine for you. The traditional Chinese medicine has been crushed, so you can apply it directly."

"En." Zheng Xiaofeng nodded obediently, not daring to resist at all.

Zheng Xiaofeng walked to the stool and sat down.

Zhang Wuji opened the medicine bag, carefully twisted the powder of traditional Chinese medicine, and gently rubbed it on the red and swollen part of Zheng Xiaofeng's lips.

The strong irritating smell of traditional Chinese medicine flooded into the nostrils all of a sudden, Zheng Xiaofeng was almost choked and coughed.Fortunately, he held back in time so that he didn't let himself sneeze on Zhang Wuji's face.

But the herbal medicine in Zhang Wuji's hand was misplaced, and Zheng Xiaofeng smeared a piece of herbal medicine on his mouth.

Zhang Wuji's hand paused, then he held onto Zheng Xiaofeng's shoulder, and asked softly: "Xiaofeng, are you afraid of me?" Not a question, but an affirmation.

Zheng Xiaofeng laughed quickly and said: "How could it be! Why should I be afraid—" Seeing Zhang Wuji's face, he quickly changed his words, "Okay. I'm a little afraid of you. But it's not that I'm afraid, I'm just afraid that you will get angry."

Zhang Wuji sighed, and his voice was quite self-deprecating, "I made myself a cocoon. Xiaofeng, it's my fault, I shouldn't be angry. I'm just afraid that you will leave me because of the goodness of others."

"How is this possible!" Zheng Xiaofeng felt that Zhang Wuji's thinking was too strange, and he said without thinking, "Who can treat me better than you? I'm not stupid, why should I leave! Uh," seeing Zhang Wuji's sudden light When he woke up, Zheng Xiaofeng understood what he said just now, and he hesitated and hurriedly wanted to remedy it, "No, what I mean is, you don't have to worry about this. You are very gentle, no one can compare to you. Uh... "

Zheng Xiaofeng didn't speak at all, he always felt that the more he made up for it, the worse it would be, and it made him almost steaming, his face must have turned red even without looking at it.

Zhang Wuji smiled lightly, "Xiaofeng, I'm so happy."

Zheng Xiaofeng asked dryly: "What are you happy about?"

Zhang Wuji looked into his eyes and said solemnly: "Xiaofeng, you already like me."