An empty room, with a large wooden barrel in the middle, and a screen between the bathtub and the door, on which is a landscape painting of clouds and mist, seems to be the work of a master. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The room beyond the screen was also a misty scene.

Moisture filled the room, white with a hint of red.

Feng Yiyang sat on the side of the barrel, his eyes closed and his back was facing the sky, his arms were on the edge of the bath bucket, the chest of the **** was smooth, the original scars were hidden, and Feng Yiyang's forehead was covered with thin droplets.

In the barrel, there is bright red water, which looks like a bucket of blood, rippling in the clear and clear water.

Yu Xiaoyuan shrank on the other side of the large wooden barrel, her face was red and almost dripping blood, her chin was lowered to her chest, the red warm water in the wooden barrel gently patted her snow-white shoulder, which was exposed to the water, and there was a less obvious reddish scar on her right shoulder.

Jiang Weihan stood a foot away from the door, with his back to the door, his arms folded on his shoulders, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes blank.

Unconsciously, the water temperature gradually cooled, and the red color of the water gradually faded, and through the water surface, the snow-white body of Yu Xiaoyuan was faintly visible, and Yu Xiaoyuan stared down at the water surface, unaware.

There was a knock on the door, it was Jiang Weihan.

“...... Well, little sister, it's me, you, are you okay?"

Yu Xiaoyuan suddenly woke up from his daze, glanced at the wind, slowly stood up, and carefully lifted his pink calf from the water.

The whole time she had her arms on her chest, her eyes wary of the wind, like a timid rabbit.

Jiang Weihan knocked on the door for a while, but there was no response, Jiang Weihan raised his hand and was about to knock again, the door creaked open, Yu Xiaoyuan was wearing a bright red shirt and gauze skirt, standing in the door prettyly, his eyes staring at his toes, his face was red, and the red clothes reflected each other.

Jiang Weihan was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, Yu Xiaoyuan had already said softly: "He's inside, he hasn't woken up yet, second senior brother, I'll go out first." ”

After Yu Xiaoyuan finished speaking, he lowered his head and walked away quickly.

Jiang Weihan nodded blankly and walked into the room.

Bypassing the screen, the water vapor gradually became heavier, and it was vaguely visible that the wind was still lying on the wooden barrel, motionless, with a little water stains on the ground, Jiang Weihan could even imagine Yu Xiaoyuan wearing that red silk dress and gauze skirt with his feet.

Jiang Weihan shook his head vigorously, put aside those charming indecent reverie, walked to Feng Yiyang's side, his expression was gloomy, and he sighed softly: "Little junior brother, this is really cheap for you guy." ”

"Where am I cheap?" A cold voice came out, Jiang Weihan was startled, looked down, and saw that a pair of bright eyes were staring at him through the white mist.

Jiang Weihan said in shock: "Senior brother, are you awake......? When did you wake up?!"

Feng Yiyang sat up straight from the barrel and complained, "You are embarrassed to say, who came up with this bad idea to lock me and the fish fool in the same barrel!"

Jiang Weihan: "...... So, you've seen it all?"

Feng Yiyang nodded as a matter of course, and complained: "Yes, you don't know, I was frightened when I first woke up, that stupid chick of Yu Xiaoyuan actually was naked with me in a big wooden barrel, I thought I was having a nightmare, but fortunately she didn't notice that I woke up......"

Jiang Weihan hurriedly stepped forward and covered Feng Yiyang's mouth: "Shhhh

Feng Yiyang lowered his head and sighed, then raised his head and said with disdain: "You are embarrassed to say that me, I can't think of such a bad idea, I can't think of that fat man, that is, you came up with it, right? Put me and her in a bucket, second senior brother, what kind of heart do you have?"

Jiang Weihan grabbed Feng Yiyang's neck and collapsed: "Little junior brother, I'm all here to save you, okay? In that situation, do you think I have any other way? You still dare to say that I have a bad idea!"

Feng Yiyang's neck was pinched by Jiang Weihan and shook violently, and waves were shaken out of the barrel, and Feng Yiyang's original serious face was stiffly shaken out by Jiang Weihan......

Jiang Weihan almost didn't come up in one breath and vomited blood to death, he breathed a sigh of relief and gritted his teeth and roared: "Little junior brother, you get out of here!"

In the memory of the wind, Jiang Weihan never said a word.

He froze.

At this time, Jiang Weihan was no longer elegant, and his face looked a little hideous, and the atmosphere of the original joke between the brothers became extremely embarrassing.

Feng Yiyang frowned, stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the direction of the screen, and a snow-white robe that was originally hanging on the screen flew towards him like wings.

Feng Yiyang gently jumped out of the barrel, and when he landed, the white robe was already on his body, wet with water droplets, and clinging to Feng Yiyang's body.

A bucket of clear water rippled in the barrel, rippling one by one, and there was a faint red thread in the water, which was no longer blood-red before.

After the wind hit the ground, he didn't look at Jiang Weihan, and walked forward gently, one small step at a time, every time he took a small step, he would leave a phantom and a faint white gas in place, and every time he took a small step, the wetness of the white robe was reduced by one point, and when he walked through the screen, the wind raised his whole body, and it was already dry.

Rao is Jiang Weihan is now angry, and after seeing such a scene, he also gently took a breath of cold air, this internal force, internal injuries are all healed.

Feng Yiyang walked straight to the door, stopped and hesitated, and said softly: "Second Senior Brother, then I'll go out first." ”

After saying that, the wind did not stop again, and strode out of the room.

Jiang Weihan stared at the bucket of clear water for a while, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and turned around and left the room.

After the wind came out of the room, he looked around, and walked straight to the hall where he had just stayed, and his body unfolded, turned into a white light, and swept straight into the hall.

The furnishings in the hall have not changed much, Chu Xiaotian is still lying face down on the ground, An Quantao squatting on the side, scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously, his face flushed.

Even the murderer still stood in that position, with his head at his feet.

Seeing someone rushing in, An Quantao subconsciously glanced up, pointed at the wind, and stammered, "You." You, you, you, why did you wake up so quickly?"

Then An Quantao reacted and stepped forward to push the wind, "What are you doing here, go back and lie down, even if you are lucky enough to wake up, you will have to recuperate for another ten days and eight days......"

Feng Yiyang ignored him, and without waiting for him to finish speaking, he impatiently pressed An Quantao's head to the side, and then stared at Chu Xiaotian curiously, his heart was relieved, and he smiled: "He was sealed by the second senior brother, right?"