Liu Yuanqiong's eyes were so black that he was thrust by the hilt of the sword, and he could not get up from the bushes for a while.

When he gradually came back to his senses, he struggled with his small tree thorns and was about to fight his life, the couple of adulterers had disappeared and had no way to get the debt. He was so angry that he stamped his feet and burst into tears. Let's not mention it for now.

The clouds are broken for thousands of miles, the sky is still red, and the clouds like mandarin ducks occupy the entire sky of Hanshan Temple. It seems that Xihe has reversed the frame, smashed the sun and splashed the fire all day long.

When Feng Rugu came out, he was so angry that he was in search of the cat, and he didn't know where he was now, so he simply gave himself to Ruyi and let him lead the way. He lowered his head to tease the cat with peace of mind.

The cat was tired of running, and lay on Feng Rugu's arms, looking up at the sky.

It has a lifespan of only a few months, and in its short life, it has never seen such a good sunset.

After walking alongside Ru, Feng Rugu seemed to feel something and looked around: "...This is not the way back."

As if you stand firm, you will say simply: "No."

Feng Rugu knew that the next cross-examination was inevitable. He sighed and wanted to make a final struggle: "Go back. The cat is hungry."

A fresh fruit was handed to him.

Ru, I knew his pamperingness in the morning, and now he uses cats to express his ambitions, it is not surprising: "Hey."

Feng Rugu took the fruit, ate it honestly and unceremoniously, then sat on a rock, spread out his long legs, placed the cat on it, and pulled up its two front paws to touch each other, which was a bit childish.

Ruyi refused to admit his heartache, and refused to say anything, and endured it so that his left hand felt numb, and then asked softly: "The wounds on your body..."

Feng Rugu said "ah" a little slow, then looked up at Ruyi, and nodded with a smile: "...well."

This is considered a recognition of consistent inference.

Like looking at his face.

The sunset casts on Feng Rugu's cheeks with a faint blood color, reflecting the pale face of the peach blossoms.

Like a very clear mind.

The conversation between Feng Rugu and Liu Yuanqiong was enough for him to piece together the truth from the "remaining world" of the past.

But Ruyi almost hated her soberness.

He almost to get a definite answer from Feng Rugu: "...a knife will change one life?"

Feng Rugu knew that his little Hongchen was a person who was timid. He was afraid that he would be too narrow-minded, so he had to deliberately make a relaxed expression with a calm face: "Isn't it cost-effective?"

As if silent.

Feng Rugu hugged the little gray cat in his arms, feeling depressed and not happy.

...Why do you need to know?

Feng Rugu secretly felt sorry for his heartache, even though he knew that his little Hongchen might not be as good as he felt sorry for him.

His silence may have been just shocked by the darkness of people's hearts.

Even though Ruyi had been frank with him, Feng Rugu always felt that the little like might not be true, and it was unreal like a dream.

Feng Rugu could be sure that it was not the effect of the test jade, but he could not be sure whether Ruyi's love was due to the vague fate between the two of them ten years ago, which made him confused the admiration between father and son and the longing between lovers.

After a while, he heard Ruyi's voice: "... Does it hurt?"

"pain."

Feng Rugu answered seriously with a stern face, but after a while, he couldn't help laughing: "... I've lie to you. I've long forgotten what it feels like."

Ru, when facing Feng Rugu, the shadow was dragged by the sunset, and just dragged it to Feng Rugu's feet.

Feng Rugu moved his feet unrestrainedly, stepping back and forth on his shadow's shoulders, and was openly polite, without any fear of being angry.

Like a dull voice came from above: "...they should have thanked you."

"If I die in the 'remaining world', they will be grateful to me." Feng Rugu was very open-minded, "But unfortunately I was not dead, which is a headache."

They were humble and wanted to survive, beg for life, wag their tails and beg for mercy, and their insensitive appearance all fell into Feng Rugu's eyes.

No one likes someone who has witnessed his most despicable side.

Just as if you look at him.

The lips of the person in front of him opened and closed, and he said something indifferent to his heart.

The same breathing gradually became heavier.

Feng Rugu hadn't noticed it yet, holding the kitten, repeatedly tidying its short and dense hair at its fingertips, and smiling at it: "It's a blessing that I have a good senior brother, you have a good adoptive father, and I gave me a good flower embroidery. If you don't look carefully, this tattoo looks pretty good-"

Ruyi: "...Don't say it."

Feng Rugu immediately shut up and said obediently: "Okay."

But his obedience lasted for less than half a moment.

He raised his face and said to Ruyi: "It really doesn't hurt. I've forgotten it long ago... I won't lie to you."

However, the next moment, a little warmth was pressed against his lips.

...Ru knelt down halfway, and gently kissed him across a cat distance from him.

Feng Rugu sat on the rock, staring at the shock, forgot to resist for a moment, and felt that his lips became the most sensitive area on his body in an instant. Su Yang's touch was spread all the way to his fingertips, making his hands stiffer.

The little gray cat, who was comfortably masturbated, noticed that the new owner no longer served it with care, so he raised his face and looked at the movements of the two people curiously.

Ru Yiyi was just thinking about one thing in her mind:...You liar.

For a moment, in the world, there was only this touching liar who always smiled heartlessly and comforted him.

When Ruyi gradually stripped Feng Rugu from the identity of a "liar", he realized that he was Fengling Yunzhongjun, his adopted father's junior brother, a man, and his elder.

...It's Feng Ruyuan.

He suddenly sweated heavily, woke up from his forgotness, took two steps back, and indescribable confusion and fear appeared in his originally indifferent eyes.

...What did he do?!

The two of them had wet a piece of water when they suddenly parted. When they suddenly separated, they made a lingering sound of water.

The sound fell into the ears of the sound, which was like thunder, which made him feel that he was lustful and indifferent.

Feng Rugu also woke up from the shock.

I just kissed it, but it didn't lose my flesh.

However, facing Ruyi's expression of shame and anger, Feng Rugu felt like a thorn in his heart was poked in by a wooden thorn. Just now, even Liu Yuanqiong's harsh words failed to achieve such an effect.

Feng Rugu knew that he liked him.

...But, the incident of "like Feng Ruyuan" would make him feel ashamed.

Ruyi's heart beats very fast and she whispers: "You..."

"Ruyi, I know." Feng Rugu wiped his mouth and clarified it for him first, "...I know the role of Qingyu."

Like opening your mouth.

His mind was blank and he had not yet tried to defend himself, so Feng Rugu found a reason for him.

He has used this reason countless times before, but now he heard Feng Rugu assuming his behavior as the effect of test-sex jade, but Ruyi did not feel relaxed.

On the contrary, he was anxious and had no way to defend himself. He said "um" with a bare face and immediately regretted it again.

Ruyi really wants to wave his hand to dispel the red clouds in the sky and see if Feng Rugu is blushing.

All he knew was that his face was blushing, his cheeks and ears were burning, and even his body felt like it was burning, and his lower abdomen was twitching, as if the setting sun was setting in his heart.

Feng Rugu looked at him with his feet raised and his face raised.

Feng Rugu's indifferent appearance made him look very energetic as a big boy, with a carefree young spirit who could afford to lose, so he could not take the kiss just now seriously.

This may be a good thing, but Ruyi was not happy about it.

If it has been brewing for a long time, I still cannot find the right words.

Soon, he heard Feng Rugu say: "Also, Master, please forgive me for saying frankly..."

For example: “…Hmm?”

Feng Rugu licked his mouth and commented: "Your skills are too poor."

Feng Rugu has a natural ability to live a life of dead people.

Ruyi was so angry that he was half-expected by his words that he left.

Feng Rugu sat alone among the flowers, slowly waiting for the heat on his cheek to fade away, and while waiting, he stroked the little gray cat who was meowing at him curiously.

Feng Rugu knew that the Thunder Pool was a bottom line and should not be easily overcome.

After crossing this layer, what will happen next is really out of control.

Before everything was revealed, he always wanted to control the relationship between the two within a reasonable range.

He thought beautifully, but the truth was that when Ru Yi kissed, he did not retreat.

Feng Rugu thought without cultivation, and the word "love" is really the mystery of his grandmother's legs.

The sun sets down the mountain, and the redness in the sky is swallowed up by the night.

It was dark, and it was like standing in the highest lonely pavilion in Hanshan Temple, and the heat on his face remained unrestless.
To be continued...