Wang Izumo worked hard and massaged for an hour, and the wind was so comfortable that he almost fell asleep.

"I'm going to wash my hands, it's my turn!" Hearing Wang Izuyun say such a sentence in a daze, Youfeng answered vaguely, and was about to get up, when his back suddenly became numb, and the whole person became more and more confused.

Ma Dan, Yellow Storm King Daxian, what do you want to do? The cells of the whole body are resisting, but the person is getting more and more confused, and finally falls into a deep sleep.

In the evening, Nangong Yehua came back from outside, saw the faintly lit wind room, stood outside the room and looked at it suspiciously, and finally did not walk in directly, because Mu Qingtian and Wang Izumo came from different directions.

"Ah Yun, where has You'er gone?" Just after the war was settled, there was no peace inside and outside the Imperial Domain, and the curtain was not at ease.

"I just loosened her muscles and slept in the house! I didn't eat dinner. Wang Izumo replied very honestly.

If the cultivator doesn't eat one or two meals, it doesn't matter at all, Mu Qingtian nodded, and walked with Wang Izumo towards the other side of the courtyard - the direction in which Nangong Yehua came back, Mu Qingtian saw Wang Izumo with a color on his face again, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with your face?" ”

"Oh, it's okay, just got yourself a facial!" Wang Izuyun lied with a serious face, the corners of Mu Qingtian's mouth twitched, and he didn't ask again.

At this time, the three of them also approached, Nangong Yehua heard Mu Qingtian's words, and looked at Wang Izumo's face out of the idea of verifying something, the clumps of bruises had not completely dissipated, and they looked very embarrassed, Nangong Yehua hooked the corners of his mouth, I don't know whether he was happy or gloating, he smiled on his lips, nodded at them, and walked to his room.

It was late at night, and the hazy moonlight shone through the branches and leaves into the antique room, casting a faint glow on everything in the room, which seemed extremely unreal.

As usual, Nangong Yehua sneaked into Youfeng's room like a thief, thinking that he would see Youfeng greeting him with a smile, but this time he went in but there was no one, not even a lamp was lit, and the faint moonlight penetrated in, and he could only see the bulge under the quilt on the bed. Only then did he remember that he hadn't seen her when he came back in the evening, so he was sleeping again, right?

Remembering the not-so-good experience of the previous days, he hurriedly walked over and lifted the quilt to see if the wind was caught in nightmares again.

However, when lifting the quilt, the moist and smooth skin touched by his hands froze the hand that lifted the quilt, and the little guy was naked...

After a stalemate for a while, Nangong Yehua gently lifted the quilt, and looked at it by the moonlight, the person lying on his stomach in the quilt turned his head sideways, because he was asleep, his cheeks showed a pink flush, his breathing was shallow and even, and he was obviously sleeping soundly, but... As the gaze moves, the entire naked and delicate back skin is completely presented in front of you.

And because he was lying on his stomach, the perfect chest line pillowed under his arm was also exposed, Nangong Yehua's whole body stiffened, and he felt a stream of blood rushing to his brain, and his worried eyes completely turned into scorching flames.

I watched a few strands of loose hair slide down with the movement of his quilt, slightly obscuring some of the spring light in front of him, but this situation of wanting to cover up and revealing is worse than completely exposing it.

The scene of Youfeng and Wang Izuyun revealing each other in the daytime uncontrollably surfaced in his mind, and the words 'field battle' and 'live broadcast' jumped in his mind to test him, Nangong Yehua's breath was forked, and the string called self-control in his brain was broken with a 'snap', and the person who slept so much that he didn't know who was sleeping was completely deducted into his arms...

The dew drips into the soil, the early morning sun sprinkles a piece of brilliance, and the sun warms people's bodies, Wang Izuyun just walked outside the room of the wind, and was about to steal his ears to listen to the movement in the room, when the closed door suddenly opened from the inside, so that she hurriedly jumped into the yard, but was still caught by the afterglow of the wind's eyes.

"Lao Wang~" Youfeng, who was leaning on the door frame, raised his eyebrows, and his clear black eyes narrowed out a dangerous arc, "I haven't settled accounts with you about yesterday, but you are very conscious that you came early in the morning!" ”

Hearing the powerful threat in the words, Wang Izuyun shivered, Wocao, didn't anything happen last night? She looked at Youfeng's neck in confusion and curiosity, and her wide eyes seemed to be looking through the Tsing Yi Huafu into the clothes.

"Look!" The 'lustful' eyes are not constricted at all, and the meaning of gossip is not too much! Yufeng jumped down the steps, and with a cold face, he went to pull the clothes on Wang Izumo's chest.

However, before he met Wang Izuyun, Wang Izuyun blinked his eyes full of smiling gossip, and raised his eyebrows vigorously to show that he knew everything, "Xi'er, last night, it seemed a little intense?" ”

Intense ··· Youfeng almost couldn't walk under his feet, his delicate brows froze, and he gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "Wang Izumo!! ”

"What are you calling me for, look, these bruises and purples on your neck, could it be that I massaged you?" The neckline was grabbed by Wang Izumo and pulled down, and he stretched out a finger to poke the place covered with bruises, and praised it, "There must be more strawberries on the neck, there must be more on the body, from today onwards, should you be called a young woman An, or a woman An?" ”

Before the wind attacked, Wang Izuyun made persistent efforts to get close to the wind and slowly induced, "Come, tell my sister, how did you feel for the first time?" ”

"What does it feel, haven't you experienced it several times? How, don't you know? Slapping away the hand that grabbed her neckline, Youfeng was not angry, as surprised as her, and looked at her suspiciously, "You shouldn't have sent it out once, right?" Tsk, your group of harems, don't raise them for nothing? ”

"Cut, Uncle Ben has eaten pork a long time ago, but I see that you don't know the taste of pork, so I specially helped you, it's been more than ten years, and the babies should pop up, right?" The guy who is especially good at transferring contradictions, turned the conversation away without a trace, patted his chest and said, "I'm determined first, I'm a godmother, and your baby can only have me as a godmother in the future!" ”

"Isn't it a godfather? Didn't bring your phantom leg egg today? Ghost Wind asked rhetorically.

"......" Ma Dan, can you not mention it? Phantom limbs or something... Wang Izumo couldn't resist someone who had just finished eating pork, and the scale of the conversation had increased by a few degrees, so he hurriedly ran away.

"Oh, that's dishonest!" Her reaction was obviously... However, when did Lao Wang become so thin-skinned, phantom limb egg, phantom limb egg, didn't she teach it, I'm still embarrassed now, tsk, it's really strange!

Shaking his head and watching Wang Izumo run away, Youfeng covered his messy heartbeat, recalling the 'tragic' scene this morning, his face suddenly turned crimson.