Rong Luoyun's thin lips parted slightly, panting softly, her heartbeat almost unstoppable. He stared at Huo Linfeng, a little crazy, a little drunk, as if in a dream.

Huo Linfeng wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "Are you thirsty?"

He nodded, even licking his lips vividly. Just after expressing his intentions, he said all the sour words. What kind of shyness did he have? Sure enough, General Huo's eyes flickered: "After kissing, you shouldn't be too thirsty."

Rong Luoyun whispered, "...Maybe it's not enough." His face flushed red, and Hong Zhu was slightly inferior. The tall body in front of him pressed down again, his chest was crushing his chest, his big hands supported the back of his head, and his thin lips were overturned to kiss him enough.

Huo Linfeng has lived for 23 years and has tasted all kinds of things, but he has never experienced love. He was eager, fierce, and seized and plundered with an instinct. In the summer night in the south of the Yangtze River, the two fell in love with each other, and the four lips were inseparable.

Rong Luoyun had just shouted "not enough", but at this moment his soul was flying out of the sky, and he even forgot to breathe. After a long time, Huo Linfeng mercifully let go of him, and while he was gasping, he held his neck tightly.

Thin lips sucking, sharp teeth nibble, he is a sheep into a tiger's mouth, a rabbit into a flying eagle. Layers of curtains were like double shadows, and he rushed over with the drunkenness of real pressure, and he didn't know what day it was.

His ears suddenly became hot, and Huo Linfeng arched between his hair, opening his mouth to hold his earlobe. "Don't be like this..." Unable to bear it, the itch penetrated into the cochlea and spread to the whole body.

Not only did Huo Linfeng not listen, he also took the opportunity to warn: "Six-way Sanskrit is not allowed in the future."

With a heavy sip, Rong Luoyun called out in a hurry. "Um...um..." He agreed, and suddenly, a cat meow from outside mixed in, and his escaping sound was melodious.

"The palace lord has hooked up that little beast." Huo Linfeng couldn't help laughing, "Hook me another little fox to warm the quilt."

On the night of the cold attack, people were touched and rubbed thousands of times, but they were shouting foxes, and now they are back to their old ways. Rong Luoyun smashed him: "Who else is there to be warm...kill you!"

The fist was soft, don't know if it was hitting or scratching. The robe was scattered, Huo Linfeng reached out and pulled the knot, then lifted the tie, and took off the outer robe and the jacket.

"Now that I think about it, I really regret it." He said, "When I fell into the water, when I was healed, how could I be such a gentleman?" go outside of.

The other party only had a thin undershirt left, and he hugged it across the thin layer.

When his fingers touched something, Huo Linfeng took a look and saw that it was the small note he wrote. "Palace Master put it under the pillow?" he asked, "Look at it every day, or when you miss me?"

Rong Luoyun was so embarrassed that he stretched out his hand to grab it. He grabbed his arm and waved his fist, grabbed from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and finally jumped on the bed and shuddered. He pressed Huo Linfeng under him, pressed his shoulders, and looked at those eyes.

The blue silk was scattered and fell, covering people's shame.

Huo Linfeng said softly, "You come and kiss me too."

Rong Luoyun leaned up, he couldn't say vulgar words, and his actions were naturally not fierce. The gentle, delicate, falling kiss is like a touch of water. After pouting his thin lips, he leaned his face on the other person's chest, wanting to hear "stumble" again.

Huo Linfeng hugged him and rubbed his hair with big hands.

Time stopped, it seemed like a dream, but sweet dreams are always short-lived.

The sound of galloping horses' hooves came, and the patrolling disciples raised their greetings, getting closer and closer, and the neighing of horses reining came from outside Wumingju. Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun were both stunned, who the hell is this...

"Second brother!"

Rong Luoyun was overjoyed: "The third child is back!" He got up and got out of bed and ran out barefoot. Lu Zhun also ran into the hall, and the two brothers were a little excited after not seeing each other for more than half a month.

"Second brother, I want to piss you off!" Lu Zhun was still the same bunt, running for thousands of miles in disgrace. He wanted to hug each other, but as soon as he approached the tip of his nose, "Are you drinking? Are you thinking about me, and using alcohol to relieve your worries?"

Rong Luoyun didn't answer, and asked, "How are things going?"

"The account book has been handed in, it's done." Lu Zhun frowned, staring at the other party for a closer look, "Second brother, what's the red mark on your neck?"

Rong Luoyun lied: "It's summer, and mosquitoes bite."

Lu Zhun asked again, "Why are your ears red and wet?"

Rong Luoyun panicked: "I scrub it when I clean my face."

Lu Zhun's eyes were burning: "The lips are also red and a little swollen."

Rong Luoyun said, "I've eaten spicy food, Lei Spicy in Xiangxi..." With a thud, Spicy in Saibei jumped out of the window and left, making some noise on purpose. Lu Zhun heard the sound and went in, only to see his clothes scattered on the bed, the pillows rolling, and the soft mattress smashed into a hole with a punch.

Weird, really weird, but can't tell where it's weird.

That's all, he dragged Rong Luoyun and started chattering. There are all kinds of things along the way, what I have seen and heard in Chang'an, the meat and wine I eat and drink, I can't wait to go to the toilet a few times and talk about it. In the middle of the night, Rong Luoyun was too sleepy and asked, "Have you returned to the Tibetan Gold Pavilion?"

Lu Zhun replied, "It's important to see the second brother."

Rong Luoyun said, "Is there a lot of money without a little bit of money?"

Lu Zhun stood up abruptly: "One sentence woke the dreamer." After saying goodbye, he left, agreeing to continue tomorrow, and go back to the Cangjin Pavilion to check the silver liang.

Wumingju was suddenly deserted, Rong Luoyun went to bed and rested, closing his eyes to see the taste of the night. When he reached out and touched it, there was an extra note under the pillow, which was left by Huo Linfeng when he left.

Three lines of small characters, slightly scribbledI'm afraid Sijun can't sleep well, stealing a gauze belt, tying the heart and thinking and sleeping peacefully for a long night.

Rong Luoyun's sleepiness disappeared, and he stole it. Why did he leave these words on purpose? It's hard to sleep even if you call him Si Jun. Tossing and turning, rolling back and forth, this mattress suffered endlessly.

I don't know when fell asleep, always holding the note in hand.

When he woke up, Rong Luoyun took a shower and changed his clothes, and after finishing his stay, he read in his room. Xu Shi was happy, and the obscure content was also interesting to read. At the end of one volume, the disciple came to bring him food.

He glanced out the window, and it turned out to be Du Zheng.

Throwing the book out, Rong Luoyun walked to the eaves. At this moment, facing the other party, I feel a little guilty. After all, this is Du Zhong's eldest brother. He asked politely, "Eldest brother Du Zheng, why are you here to deliver meals?"

Du Zheng replied, "My younger brother was worried that the palace lord would wake up hungry and asked me to send some food in advance."

Rong Luoyun asked, "Where is he?"

Du Zheng said, "He trains his disciples at Miao Cangtai, and only rests at noon."

Rong Luoyun nodded, and when the other party turned to leave, he hesitated for a moment and shouted "Wait". "That..." His lips opened and closed, dawdling extremely, "Big Brother Du Zheng, why haven't you gotten married yet?"

He raised a case with his brother last night, and this morning he was concerned about his brother's life-long affairs.

Du Zheng was stunned: "...I have a sweetheart on Zhuosha Island, but I have no fate."

Rong Luoyun asked again, "What about Eucommia?" He was still a little uneasy when he asked the right question. Du Zheng thought for a while and replied, "It's a pity for my brother, he almost got married."

what! Rong Luoyun slapped his palm on the pillar, causing the magpies on the beam to chir and leave the nest. After Du Zheng said it, he felt that it was inappropriate, and he said too many mistakes, so he ended hastily: "I don't even remember, I only remember that the girl is called Baoyue."

Holding the moon, falling clouds... love the scenery in the sky!

Rong Luoyun was pacing under the porch, and the soles of his shoes were burning. After all, he couldn't hold back and left Bieyuan to go to Miao Cangtai. When he met Diao Yuliang by the lotus pond, he ignored him, and when Zangjin Pavilion met Lu Zhun, he ignored him.

Miao Cangtai was in full swing, Huo Linfeng held his sword and shouted, but behind Yingwujuan was a fan.

The disciples laughed secretly and asked boldly, "Senior Brother Du Zhong, do you have a sweetheart?"

Huo Linfeng was in a good mood and gave a generous "um". The disciple was very excited when he saw this, and he kept asking, "Senior Brother Du Zhong, which girl do you like? Is that girl pretty?"

Just in time to catch up with Rong Luoyun and stop, just listen to one ear, sweetheart? girl?

He climbed to the second stage: "Laughing and talking during training, what does it look like!" In the shuttle team, he stared at the one in front of him who was holding his sword and looking at him, "Let's form in groups, one attack and one defense, the losing team is not allowed to eat! "

Everyone was silent, not knowing why the Palace Master was angry. Rong Luoyun walked to the front, hooked Huo Linfeng, and then stepped into the Shenbi Hall.

Huo Linfeng followed and said affectionately, "I plan to finish looking for you, but you came to me first."

Rong Luoyun turned his back to the person and went straight to the point: "Are you dating on Zhuosha Island?"

Huo Linfeng was startled, then guessed that Du Zheng had chewed his tongue and wished to abuse his servant. "No." It's important to coax this person first, "I have been concentrating on practicing... The Palace Master is the first person I like."

Rong Luoyun blushed, and his confidence in questioning was weakened by half: "Who is Baoyue then?"

After editing, there is no other way to do it. Huo Linfeng said, "Baoyue is the girl who serves Master. Master wanted to give her to me, but I refused." He approached and poked Rong Luoyun's back shoulder, "I don't like her."

Rong Luoyun suddenly relaxed, and the other half of his confidence also dissipated.

The poke wasn't enough, so he raised his hand and touched the back of Rong Luoyun's head, Huo Linfeng asked, "The palace lord came to question me specifically?" Then he squeezed Rong Luoyun's ear cartilage, "It shows that the heart is less than twelve hours, the palace lord will Do you suspect me?"

The situation turned around, and Huo Linfeng broke the opponent over.

Rong Luoyun shied away: "It's your brother who didn't make it clear..." He leaned closer, intending to hold Huo Linfeng's hand, but Huo Linfeng avoided his back. When he was at a loss, Huo Linfeng stretched out his hand again, holding the fan and slamming it at him.

The cool wind blows on my face, why is my face even hotter?

The fan also pounced and gently pressed against his face.

Huo Linfeng said, "Wanfan has finally waited for his sweetheart."

Rong Luoyun caught it, boiling water bubbling in his heart. How to use the things in this girl's house, fan it in the house, or wrap it in a cloth and then fan it? He only has fans in the summer, but what if he doesn't want to let go in all seasons?

"—Palace Master!"

With a shout, several disciples rushed in: "Palace Master, the palace gate was broken open!"

Rong Luoyun and Huo Linfeng were both startled, and immediately rushed out of the palace, flying side by side towards the palace gate. The disciples followed, and they all fought on the long street.

Stopping a hundred paces away, saw that the palace gate was wide open, and there was a person standing in the center of the long street.

The black robe has crane hair, and the wrinkles can't hide the graceful appearance. It is astounding that the opponent's body exudes such a strong internal force that the fallen leaves in the four directions form a vortex, and the bird will break its wings and fall when it approaches.

Outnumbered, I am afraid of doom.

Unexpectedly, Rong Luoyun rushed over.

Like a swallow in the forest, just as the child returned home, he shouted with great joy, "—Master!"

Duan Shenbi laughed loudly and opened her arms.

The author has something to say: Xiaorong Mood Diary 4: Summer, Sunny. The third child is back, the master is out, Du Zhong has confessed, and love has woken up! ! !