Hearing Feng Qicheng's knock on the door, Jun Wushuang felt a strange pain as soon as he sat up, as if he was lying paralyzed on the bed.

I wanted to move, but my legs seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and I couldn't move.

This morning, Jun Wushuang woke up early according to the biological clock, and dragged his heavy legs to the bathroom to finish washing, Jun Wushuang felt that he had been relieved of his strength, and he didn't want to move anymore.

At this time, Feng Qicheng knocked on the door, and Jun Wushuang wanted to greet him, but he really didn't have enough spare energy.

With a wave of his hand, a gust of wind swept through the latch of the door, and the door opened.

"Please come in."

"You're awake, huh?" Feng Chengcheng walked towards Jun Wushuang's bedside with light steps.

"Feel okay?" Feng Chengcheng saw Jun Wushuang's aggrieved face, and smiled with delicate eyebrows.

"It's not good." Seeing this, Jun Wushuang replied sullenly.

"Well, I brought the medicinal wine, if you let me help you apply the medicine now, it's not too late."

"There is a difference between men and women." Jun Wushuang is still insisting, but his attitude has softened a lot.

"you male and female." Phoenix

Seeing that Jun Wushuang was still so uncooperative, Allure flashed domineering, and the person had already straddled Jun Wushuang's waist.

Jun Wushuang hadn't recovered from Feng Chengcheng's foul mouth just now, and the person had been suppressed by Feng Chengcheng's small body.

“...！ Don't mess around. Jun Wushuang covered his shirt in fear again.

Feng Chengcheng saw that Jun Wushuang was embarrassed and scared, and looked at Jun Wushuang with a smile, "Wushuang Jun, you are all antiques who have lived for 10,000 years, can you not pretend to be a young boy who has just fallen in love?" ”

Jun Wushuang looked at Feng Chengcheng dumbfounded.

Lived for 10,000 years?

What is the reason for Feng Tingcheng to have such an illusion about his age.

"You have two choices, one is to take it off yourself, and the other is for you to take it off." Feng Chengcheng looked at Jun Wushuang and opened his mouth with a stinging expression.

Jun Wushuang looked at Feng Qingcheng's squinting eyes and dark appearance, and unconsciously wrapped the brocade quilt on his body.

How can it be like this, Feng Chengcheng is really a little scary.

"Men and women don't kiss."

"Male, extenuating, where is the female?" Feng Chengcheng looked at his small body and laughed.

"Don't make trouble, women should be dignified and dignified."

"There is still one day left in three days, and if you don't feel good, you will soon be dead." This ancient man is really anxious, Feng Chengcheng rolled his eyes when he heard this, and saw that this road did not work, so he immediately changed to a new way.

If this is the 21st century when bikini pools are everywhere, shouldn't all of them be immersed in the pig cage?

Sure enough, Jun Wushuang let go of his hand when he heard this, as if he had made a big decision.

"Allure sacrificed for me so far, I'll wait for you to grow up."

"What?" Feng Chengcheng was afraid that Jun Wushuang would be shy and change his head early, so that he didn't hear Jun Wushuang's cross-era confession.

Jun Wushuang looked at Feng Qicheng's immature face, and suddenly fell silent.

She is still so young, and it is not easy to grow up, why do you have to tell her that she has all this?

He quickly took off his coat and coat, and lay down honestly, revealing his strong and thin back.

Feng Tingcheng poured the medicinal wine into his hand, and began to help Jun Wushuang knead it with moderate strength.

Jun Wushuang only felt that these little hands that were young and already had thin calluses seemed to have magical power, and everywhere they went, the sore muscles first ached, and then the whole body was comfortable.

Feng Chengcheng finally touched the skin of Jun Wushuang who was longing for him, and he was so excited that he couldn't do more.

What a big piece of white tofu!! If you don't rub it too much at the moment, where will you find it in the future?

Ahh

In the future, the real abduction Jun Wushuang will do more physical fitness, and it is best to be the kind of Jun Wushuang who can get tired and can't get up for half a day.

If you can't get up, be obedient, so that you can have benefits.

"Wushuangjun is still too thin."

Marveling at the intact skin, seeing that everywhere he went, most of them were bones, and the bones were covered with thin muscles, Feng Chengcheng shook his head and regretted.

Jun Wushuang's appearance, talent, and family background can get 100 points, but this identity is the only one, there is really a lot of room for improvement.

"Skinny?" Jun Wushuang turned his head to look at Feng Chengcheng in confusion, although his physique was not as burly as the swordsmen, he was definitely strong and stood out among the mages.

"It's just that there are too few muscles." Feng Qingcheng stroked the thin muscles on Jun Wushuang's back without erotic strokes with both hands, and shook his head.

"Too little muscle?"

"Yes, think about my father's figure." Feng Chengcheng saw that Jun Wu was half-understood, and patiently guided.

Guessing that a smart man like Jun Wushuang would definitely understand what he said, Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but start dancing with his eyebrows.

In the future, Mrs. Wushuang, you must thank me for mentioning Jun Wushuang today.

It is precisely because of my mention that this man called Wushuangjun can have good looks and a good figure.

After Feng Qicheng's mention, Jun Wushuang didn't feel that he thought of Feng Qiwu's majestic and tall and powerful appearance.

Most of the magicians in the Shenwu Continent are thin and fluttering.

Swordsmen are mostly majestic and powerful.

For a long time, the mages and swordsmen of the Shenwu Continent wanted to look at each other, just because both sides felt that their physique was superior, and they were the best looking form for men.

Of course, Feng Qiwu, the father of Feng Tilting City, is an exception.

Feng Qiwu has been fighting all year round, although he is a magician, he is also a rare swordsman master.

Therefore, Feng Qiwu has the clothes of a magician, tall and straight, and has the sense of might and strength that only a swordsman has.

Could it be that Allure likes the physique of King Zhannan?

I heard that her daughter has a little bit of a father-love complex, and Feng Chengcheng probably also uses King Zhannan as a role model and a standard for selecting men.

"How do you train that muscle?"

"If you are a peerless king, let's practice more swordsmanship."

Dispelled the idea of letting Jun Wushuang follow him to cultivate his physical strength, Jun Wushuang is a gentleman, bright and upright, and practicing swordsmanship, which should also be beautiful.

Unconsciously thought of the peach blossom tree, the red stamens flew up, and Jun Wushuang was dressed in white, dancing with a sword.

Such a posture. With Jun Wushuang's own immortal spirit, it should be so beautiful.

Jun Wushuang nodded silently, unconsciously remembering Feng Qicheng's words in his heart.

"It's not Shenwu's swordsmanship." Knowing that Jun Wushuang must have misunderstood, Feng Qicheng added.

"Not Kamui's swordsmanship?"

"Well, in fact, in my world, there is also swordsmanship, no spiritual power, all rely on skills and sharpening."

"Don't use spiritual power? What is the cultivation? ”

"Cultivation is the heart, ten years to sharpen a sword, the gentleman's sword, the most important thing is to cultivate the mind, within the sword moves, over and over again, day after day, year after year practice and exercise. Ten years to achieve small success. ”

"If Wushuangjun thinks about it, I can write out the sword moves and mental methods silently for Wushuangjun to practice."

Selfishly wanting to see Jun Wushuang practicing his sword like a dragon, Feng Chengcheng very enthusiastically began to sell his memory of cultivating like an immortal, and it was very practical.

"Then Wushuang is disrespectful."

Receiving Feng Qingcheng's big eyes of expectation, Jun Wushuang smiled and nodded.

Swordsmanship?

I thought that people are valuable in self-sufficiency, and I already know a lot, so don't be so greedy, since you like it, how about I go to practice swordsmanship?

Fortunately, now that you are still so young, there is still plenty of time left for me, and in time, I will let you see a different Jun Wushuang.

Then there are the legs.

Jun Wushuang took off his pants, although he was still extremely shy, his movements were much faster than the appearance of his wide clothes before.

Taking a blanket to cover his upper body and thighs, Jun Wushuang looked at Feng Qingcheng with a look of embarrassment.

"Don't feel uncomfortable, just treat me as a pharmacist and you are a patient, just like many doctors of women's diseases are men." Feng Chengcheng's smiling explanation guided.

For the sake of the future eye, it is necessary to make Jun Wushuang believe that he is very "pure".

"Wushuang knows." The righteousness that Feng Qingcheng said was extremely awe-inspiring, and Jun Wushuang couldn't find the words to refuse for a while, and nodded sullenly.

Feng Chengcheng nodded appreciatively at Jun Wushuang.

Either that women are too much by that or something, they will naturally let go.

The same applies to men.

looked at the long straight and slender legs of the jade bamboo in front of him.

Feng Chengcheng only felt that the tip of his nose was hot.

There were two red and bright nosebleeds.

Isn't it, Feng Qicheng, you actually have a nosebleed on a man's legs?

"Allure?" Jun Wushuang saw that Feng Qingcheng was holding his nose for a long time and didn't move, and asked with concern.

"Wushuangjun, I'll come when I go." Feng Chengcheng didn't wait for Jun Wushuang to refuse, said hello, and ran out of Jun Wushuang's room directly.

Jun Wushuang lay on the bed and began to recall Feng Chengcheng's voice and smile.

Thinking of the idea he had just put forward in his head, Jun Wushuang's face turned red.

Age, although she is a little older than herself, it is said that the female junior holds gold bricks, and Feng Chengcheng is thirteen years older than herself, so isn't she a lot of gold bricks?

Looks, although still young, you can vaguely see what the country will look like in the future.

Outstanding qualifications and a promising future.

The net worth is acceptable, which complements his status as a peerless prince.

Up the hall, down to the kitchen. It's really the best candidate for a wife.

The more he looked, the more satisfied he became, Jun Wushuang did not pretend to sketch the scene of marrying and loving each other with Feng Chengcheng in the future.

Feng Qingcheng ran out and quickly raised his head, and threw a lot of cold water on his neck to stop his nosebleed.

I took a picture in the stream, and when I saw that there was nothing unusual, I walked back.

As soon as he returned to Jun Wushuang's room, he saw Jun Wushuang smirking silently in the void.

Feng Qingcheng unconsciously left a drop of cold sweat on his forehead: Wushuangjun, can you not use your immortal-like face to make this kind of yy expression?

"Wushuang-kun, I'm back." After making up his mind, Feng Chengcheng still decided to interrupt Jun Wushuang's self-fantasy in a sinful way.

...！

Jun Wushuang looked at Feng Qingcheng, who was standing at the door and didn't enter, and his face was embarrassed, "My neck was twisted just now." ”

Feng Chengcheng: ... This is definitely the most rubbish self-defense she's ever heard, and it's better for me to make up for myself to get rich overnight.