Yun Porcelain Ning covered his face with the quilt and said, "Oh, how can you be embarrassed to say this kind of thing~"

"......" Feng Jue was so disgusted by Yun Cining that he trembled, especially the trill, he hurriedly got up and ran to the table to pour himself a cup of tea and force himself to calm down. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"What the hell is it?" Feng Jue took a deep breath and tried to teach her expression to be calm.

Yun Cining saw that he wanted to know so much, so he simply let it go, pulled the quilt in his hand and said loudly: "Isn't it just that they were forced, what's the big deal!" After saying this, Yun Cining had already turned red, after all, according to her mother's words, she was still a girl who had not left the cabinet.

I have made a lot of jokes with my family on weekdays, but when I really wanted her to say it herself, I felt ashamed first.

Feng Jue's mouth squirted out of the tea he drank with a "poof", and he couldn't care about his image for a long time.

He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and placed the teacup on the table. Get up, step by step towards Yun Ci Ning on the couch, Yun Ci Ning laughed dryly, his heart was nervous, it's over, the little yellow chicken must have been poked in the sore spot by himself and was angry, will he kill people? Which direction should I run in a while?

While Yun Ci Ning was thinking nonsense, Feng Jue had already sat next to the bed at some point, and beckoned to Yun Ci Ning: "Little white porcelain, come here, I'll tell you a secret." ”

Feng Jue's voice was hoarse, with a hint of charm, Yun Chening blinked, and leaned his face over curiously: "What secret?"

She waited for a while, but she didn't hear Feng Jue speak, and when she was frowning and about to say that he was lying, she felt a force bully, Feng Jue pressed Yun Chening's shoulder with one hand, and pushed her against the base of the wall, and the sudden movement caught her off guard.

Yun Cining, who hadn't thought of how to deal with it, turned her head and saw Feng Jue's other hand propped up on the wall behind her, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he smiled evilly: "Little white porcelain, what did you say just now?" Say it again. ”

Yun Cining's brain, which likes to travel in space, has not turned a corner yet, and she does not realize the seriousness of the matter, and explains again and again: "Little yellow chicken, don't worry, my mouth is very firm, I will never say a word, I will use my temperament!" As she spoke, she raised her right hand, stretched out four fingers, raised her head and swore to look at Feng Jue.

Feng Jue, who lowered her head, stared at Yun Ci Ning with her eyes, the smile on the corner of her mouth continued to expand, and the smiling Yun Ci Ning could only laugh awkwardly with him, and before the person on the other side could react, Feng Jue's right palm held the back of Yun Ci Ning's head, and her unfinished laughter was instantly drowned in this kiss full of affection, and the scorching breath instantly came to her face.

Yun Cining obviously didn't expect Feng Jue's actions, and was suppressed by his momentum for a while, and his eyes widened and he was directly stunned on the spot. When she came to her senses, she struggled to escape from his control, and put a pair of hands on Feng Jue's shoulders, trying to push him away, but Feng Jue's arms imprisoned her like a cage, and she couldn't break free.

The dexterous tongue slid into his mouth, Feng Jue greedily grabbed the breath that belonged to her, and the fragrance of the herbs taught him to be very obsessed, but Yun Chening only felt that his head hurt, and the hand on Feng Jue's shoulder gradually tightened, Feng Jue's shoulder was pinched by her, and his brows were furrowed. But he wrapped his left hand around her waist and deepened the kiss with a slight punitive nature.

Pink clouds climbed up Yun Chenning's face at some point, the roots of her ears were as red as frozen in winter, a layer of mist covered her originally clear eyes, and the two people who were very close to each other could only hear the sound of "dong dong" clearly, but they couldn't tell whose heartbeat it was.

Feng Jue, who let go of Yun Cining, curled the corners of his mouth and said, "This secret is-I like you." ”

Yun Chenning's heart throbbed a little when she heard this, but she was still angry when she reacted to being kissed, and she raised her foot and wanted to kick Feng Jue off the bed, but Feng Jue sat cross-legged on the bed like a mountain peak, with a smug smile on her face.

Yun Chenning's backhand was a pillow that happened to hit Feng Jue's face, reached out and lifted the quilt to wrap his whole person in it, and let out a muffled roar: "I don't like you, stinky rascal!"

Feng Jue put the pillow back in its place, raised her hand to arrange her hair, and started a new round of offensive, selling cute: "Little white porcelain, don't be angry." ”

Yun Chenning, who was wrapped in the quilt, refused to let go of her little quilt no matter how much she dragged it, and she didn't know what she was thinking when her head was buried in the quilt, so she suddenly stretched out her head, and she was not ashamed, and asked, "Then you have to tell me how we escaped." ”

Anyway, if you kiss each other, what can you do if you are ashamed, can you go back? Glancing at Feng Jue, this plan is still secretly thinking about it.

Feng Jue saw that she was no longer angry, and opened his mouth to bring out a reason that he used to use: "I met my master halfway." ”

"You also have a master?" Yun Cining, who heard the word "master", suddenly became interested, as if he had found a common language between the two, and kept talking as soon as he opened his mouth, "Little Yellow Chicken, who did you study from? Is it a man or a woman? Is it a strange Shu Huang like my master, or an intellectual sister with a thin waist and long legs?"

"Weird...... Shu Huang?" Feng Jue twitched the corners of his mouth, automatically mosaiced the next half of the sentence, and his face was full of question marks, what is the strange Shu Huang?

Yun Cining rolled his eyes and patiently explained, "For example, my master, he is very strange. Isn't it strange that he is able to maintain the appearance of a young man despite his strong martial arts, but he prefers to make himself an old man?"

Feng Jue nodded, "It's quite strange." ”

Besides, Nan Wuya's title of "strange doctor" is not in vain.

Yun Chening finished introducing his master by himself, and then asked, "Then who is your master?"

"A high monk. Feng Jue didn't seem to be willing to mention anything about his master, and didn't mention his name, of course, the monk didn't have a name at all.

"Oh, monk. Yun Porcelain Ning let out an "oh" in disappointment. Feng Jue immediately retorted: "It's not a monk, it's a monk!"

Yun Cining spread her hands and pouted, "What's the difference?" Isn't there just one more robe? Looking at Feng Jue, who was about to be driven crazy by herself, Yun Cining decided to end this topic, she seemed to remember something, patted her head and asked, "By the way, why did I faint?"

With their own combat effectiveness, they will definitely be able to scold their father, why did they faint halfway?

"I'm dizzy. In front of Yun Chening, Feng Jue has reached the achievement of telling lies without blushing, and he can tell a lie casually without drafting.