Master always wants to touch my tail after dressing up as a little milk fox

It was rare to have the opportunity to be alone, Feng Yan sat by the bed, looked at Wen Ruan seriously, with an unconscious smile on his lips.

He is used to a cold appearance, and his smile will not be easily revealed, but even this does not prevent him from being in a good mood now.

This is the first time after Wen Ruan woke up, he was not kicked out, and the two of them were able to stay together quietly.

While Wen Ruan was eating the roasted golden crow, he always felt a gaze staring at him. He raised his head several times, and Feng Yan was looking at him unabashedly.

Wen Ruan also felt a little embarrassed, tore off a leg and handed it to Feng Yan.

"Here, you can eat too." Just now he gave Feng Yan once but Feng Yan didn't want it, and now he keeps watching him eat, Wen Ruan felt that Feng Yan might be hungry and he was too embarrassed to eat.

"I don't eat it. It's all yours. If it's not enough, I'll roast it for you." Feng Yan shook his head and continued to look at him.

Wen Ruan handed it forward again.

"Let's eat together, I can't eat by myself."

Feng Yan didn't refuse anymore, took it and ate it with Wen Ruan.

One man and one wolf ate up a whole golden crow,

Then Feng Yan consciously got up to wet the handkerchief, and carefully wiped the oil on Wen Ruan's hands and mouth.

Wen Ruan was not used to it, and wanted to refuse, but Feng Yan was too strong, he couldn't refuse, so he could only let Feng Yan wipe him.

He lowered his head, watching Feng Yan seriously wipe him finger by finger, without letting go of the crevice of his fingers, Wen Ruan's eyes were slightly red.

In the past, he also wanted to be nice to Feng Yan, but Feng Yan always refused him, refused his approach, and also refused his kindness.

Now, he finally didn't want to try to please him like before, but Feng Yan started to move closer to him, Wen Ruan was a little at a loss, he didn't know what to do.

Feng Yan finally wiped Wen Ruan's hands clean. When he looked up, he saw that Wen Ruan's eyes were red. He panicked, let go of Wen Ruan's hand, and took a step back.

"Is my hand too strong? Did it hurt you? It's my fault. Don't cry."

Wen Ruan shook her head, looking at Feng Yan like this, it was as if she saw her cautious self before.

He just woke up, regained his sanity, and when he was able to understand what happened before, he felt very wronged, so he didn't want to talk to Feng Yan, saying that he didn't know him.

But seeing Feng Yan like this now, he didn't feel much pleasure. He knew that feeling was bad, so he didn't want to see Feng Yan like this.

"Ruan Ruan?" Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Feng Yan became even more flustered. For a moment, this lonely and desolate Lord Demon King was a little at a loss.

Wen Ruan blinked her eyes, suppressed the moisture in her eyes, sucked her nose and said.

"You bring the medicine, I'll rub the medicine on you, get a basin of clean water by the way, and wash the wound."

Although Wen Ruan seemed to be fine now, Shen Yunian still told him not to get out of bed.

He was still drinking the medicine, getting out of bed and walking around, or making a few movements would speed up his blood flow and heartbeat, which was not conducive to the recovery of the palm on his chest.

Feng Yan nodded, went to get the medicine and water, put it beside the bed, then slowly took off his clothes with his back to Wen Ruan.

Even though he knew that there were many injuries on his body, Wen Ruan couldn't help being shocked when he saw the scars and bruises on his back.

It wasn't a serious injury, but there was no good place at first glance, and Feng Yan never cared about it, some of the slightly deeper wounds were festering.

A drop of warm liquid fell on his hand, and Wen Ruan realized that he was crying after all.

He quickly wiped away his tears, carefully cleaned and applied medicine to Feng Yan's wound.

The two people in the room didn't speak any more, they just took the medicine quietly.

After a long time, Wen Ruan suddenly spoke.

"I know why Dad beat me after that night."

Wen Ruan was bored in his room recently, and finished reading all the books Qin Mo gave him, including a picture album, which he also blushed, so he knew that the so-called "double cultivation" seemed to be more than just double cultivation.

Feng Yan's back was stiff, he lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I was selfish. I did that kind of thing when you didn't understand anything."

Feng Yan had to admit that at that time he really didn't think about having a future with Wen Ruan, and even before Wen Ruan fell down, he was still running away.

After Wen Ruan fell down, on the way back, he couldn't help asking himself, if Wen Ruan really died, could he still be the old Feng Yan?

The answer is no, he has a concern in his heart, so he can't let it go.

Wen Ruan shook his head, remembering that Feng Yan spoke again after he couldn't see it.

"It's not all your fault. Although I didn't understand it at the time, I agreed." And it was quite proactive.

Feng Yan: "It's my fault."

The matter has passed, and Wen Ruan didn't argue with him again, and didn't say anything.

After applying the medicine, Feng Yan got dressed and wiped Wen Ruan's hands before standing by the bed and looking at him for a while.

"It's time for you to take a nap, I'll go back first."

Wen Ruan nodded, retracted into the quilt, Feng Yan turned and walked out again.

Before reaching the door, another voice came from behind.

"Feng Yan, why don't you like me and want to push me away?" No matter what the result is, Wen Ruan still wants to ask clearly.

"Ruan Ruan, I don't dislike you." Feng Yan turned around impatiently, and walked back to the bed, "I just haven't liked anyone before, and I can't accept that other people suddenly broke into my life, and I won't Alright, shall we be together?"

"Then you can accept it now?"

"I can't live without you now." Feng Yan had been walking alone for too long, and Wen Ruan was the first person who could stay by his side and give him a hug.

Feng Yan crazily wanted to have some warmth.

Feng Yan stared at Wen Ruan with burning eyes.

Wen Ruan looked at him for a long time, turned away, turned his back to him.

"Go out, I'm sleepy."

Feng Yan had no choice but to nod, "Then you go to sleep, I'll be leaving first." After speaking, he turned and left.

Even if Shen Yunian was not around, he had prepared medicine for Wen Ruan and Qin Mo, and this yard was either injured or sick, so he prepared a lot of things before leaving.

It's just that because of the use of Nine-Tailed Grass, Qin Mo didn't need the medicine for nourishing his body in the past. Now he drinks anti-abortion medicine, which is much better.

So it's not that difficult to coax each time he takes the medicine, but Qin Mo ran out of preserved fruit in the past few days, and asked Shen Yunian to bring it for him, but he still hadn't brought it back, so he lost his temper.

At night, Chu Wei knocked on the door, pushed it open, walked two steps in, took the medicine, and looked at the person on the bed.

"Baby, the medicine is ready, drink the medicine and go to sleep, okay?"

Qin Mo was lying on his side on the bed, with his thin legs posing, his skin was tender and flushed just after taking a bath, he glanced sideways at Chu Wei, pouted and whispered, "If you don't have preserved fruit, you won't drink medicine. "

"Baby, Shen Yunian will be back in a few days, can I make up for you then?"

Chu Wei also felt a little helpless, Shen Yunian was gone forever, he had been gone for more than half a month, and he still hadn't come back.

Qin Mo shook his head and stroked his big belly.

"No, I want to eat preserved fruit." Before he drank medicine, Chu Wei would reward him with preserved fruit, but now he hasn't eaten it for several days.

"I brought you fairy peaches, how about eating peaches?" Chu Wei took out two big peaches and showed him.

Qin Mo sat up, took a washed peach, took a bite out of it with both hands, swallowed it with a frown, and stuck out his little pink tongue.

He returned the peach to Chu Wei.

"No, it's not sweet."

Compared with the sweet and sour preserved fruit, fresh peaches are really not delicious, and the taste is still bland.

Chu Wei's gaze was fixed on Qin Mo's lips, and the little tongue just now seemed to be teasing his heart.

He threw the peach aside and sat on the edge of the bed by himself.

"I thought of a sweet way to drink medicine, do you want to try it at the end?"

Qin Mo wondered: "Is it sweeter than preserved fruit?"

Chu Wei thought for a while and nodded: "Probably sweeter than preserved fruit."

"Then try it." Qin Mo agreed without thinking.

Chu Wei curled his lips into a smile, picked up the bowl under his gaze, took a sip by himself, then pulled him to kiss him, pushed Qin Mo's teeth away with his big tongue, and passed the medicine in his mouth.

Qin Mo was forced to drink the medicine, and then Chu Wei grabbed his little tongue and ruthlessly ravaged him in his mouth.

Finally being let go, Qin Mo took a deep breath and glared at Chu Wei.

"Liar, you just want to take advantage of me, and you are talking about a way to drink sweet medicine, shameless."

Doesn't this mean that kissing him is a sweet way?

"Don't lie, it's sweet, try it again if you don't believe me." Chu Wei crossed over again in one gulp.

Even coaxing and coercing, Chu Wei used this method to feed him a whole bowl of medicine.

After being let go with difficulty, Qin Mo leaned against Chu Wei's arms and panted heavily, his eyes were misty from the kiss, his lips were also red, and he looked a little pitiful.

"Chu Wei, you are too annoying." No one would feed like this after taking medicine.

He can't feel the smell of medicine in his mouth now, and his tongue is numb from Chu Bi's sucking. He even suspected that Chu Bi was going to eat his tongue into his stomach just now.

Chu Wei laughed softly, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and there was still some aftertaste.

"I think this method is good. Drink the medicine and kiss at the same time, without delay."

Qin Mo raised his body and angrily gnawed on Chu Wei's neck, leaving several teeth marks.

Chu Wei let him bite, and suddenly asked again when he thought of something.

"Baby, did Shen Yunian say that you will be fine after taking the medicine?"

Qin Mo nodded blankly, Shen Yunian said so.

"Then... let's do some things that we can do after we're done." After Chu Wei finished speaking, he pressed her onto the bed again and kissed him deeply, but he still propped up his body so that his bones didn't hit his stomach.

Chu Wei held back for a long time, and Qin Mo couldn't bear it any longer. The moment the two of them touched, they reacted.

Qin Mo was still somewhat rational, panting while hugging Chu Wei's head that was kissed on his neck. "Will it hurt the baby?"

"Be careful, it's okay, the baby also wants to "touch" his father earlier." He smiled, "Don't my little fox want it?"

Qin Mo nodded with mist in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice that he wanted it.

He couldn't bear it any longer.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand and actively took off Chu Xi's clothes, eager to touch his skin without hindrance.

Chu Wei also let him take it off, and kept teasing Qin Mo's body with his hands and lips.

The gasping sound in the room overlapped, and the temperature was getting higher and higher, and the face of the burning person was red.