Huo Linfeng lowered his head and opened his lips, and covered Rong Luoyun's mouth.

His arms were tightly folded, for fear that if he slackened a little, Rong Luoyun really turned into a cloud and floated away tremblingly. I'm even more afraid that this person who has hatred and aggrieved, but can't stand up to the person who likes him, touches and falls, and there is a slight difference.

Huo Linfeng hooked Rong Luoyun and kissed him, his lips pressed against his lips, and the two tender flesh on the upper and lower sides called him torment, from light to heavy, from slow to urgent, without giving a single chance to breathe.

Rong Luoyun raised his face to bear it, one cheek flushed red, who knows if he was holding back or stirred up a passion, the tighter Huo Linfeng hugged him, the deeper he kissed him, the two red cheeks would endure Unable to keep his temper, it spread to his cheeks, burned to the back of his ears, and even a section of his neck that looked like a white jade turned crimson.

"Hmm." Rong Luoyun let out a short voice.

It's so short, so weak, and it's not as confident as the cry of a kitten just born. Huo Linfeng naturally wouldn't take pity, his heart was very hard, but he became even more serious.

He pushed open Rong Luoyun's two rows of white teeth, reached in, and sucked shamelessly with all his strength. Rong Luoyun's tongue is like the most secret piece of meat in a mussel, hiding it and tucking it, touching it, it can be shy for a while.

Huo Linfeng suppressed his breath: "Rong Luoyun." Even with his first name and surname, he suddenly called out, neither gentle nor affectionate.

Rong Luoyun's eyes were hazy, his mouth was open, his thin lips were wet and shiny, and his face was red like a cherry fruit. He put on this ecstatic look, Hugh said in response, even the pupils had difficulty focusing.

Ke Rong Luoyun knew that Huo Linfeng had called him, so he folded his arms and tied them tighter like vines. Huo Linfeng nodded again, and rubbed the lips against Rong Luoyun's lips with the peak of his lips.

Rong Luoyun was hooked so hard that he couldn't hear the sound of wind and people, only the thumping heartbeat in his cavity. "Give me..." He muttered unconsciously, trying to raise his face and opening his mouth to touch Huo Linfeng's lips.

Suddenly, Huo Linfeng regained his strength, he was close, pressed, and raised his hand to grab Rong Luoyun's chin. "Xiao Rong," he called again, his chest heaving violently against the opponent, and then he said with heavy breathing, "Tongue."

Rong Luoyun's mood was chaotic. Hearing the words, he slowly and timidly stuck out the tip of his tongue, and suddenly Huo Linfeng grabbed him, causing him to dizzy and completely softened into a puddle of water.

At this time, it should be a pool of autumn water.

But this autumn water can't stop the surging spring waves.

Huo Linfeng hugged people with seven meat and eight elements, kissed them so lingeringly, and turned all the eight elements into meat. He slowly turned around in a hugging gesture, turned towards the inside, and dumped a little bit on the couch.

No longer a virgin with no experience, he got emotional and got wet on the bed. He undressed and stripped to reveal his flesh and blood, and sewed together tightly. Huo Linfeng raised his eyelids lightly, Rong Luoyun was always ashamed in this joint, and his mood was the best.

Unexpectedly, when he entered his eyes, he saw Rong Luoyun twisting his eyebrows, as if suffering from pain.

Huo Linfeng stopped and asked, "Does it hurt in the base of the leg?"

Rong Luoyun pretended: "It doesn't hurt...I don't hurt."

The more this is the more provocative, Huo Linfeng suppressed his anger and stood up a little: "I was reckless and almost made you suffer."

He originally carried it clearly, but he lost his sense of incense. This place is a military camp, and there are soldiers outside who listen to his orders.

Rong Luoyun lay flat, with his hands spread out, the corners of his mouth still stained with the saliva left by the entanglement. Quietly wiped it away, and when the energy of the fascination became thinner, he turned over embarrassedly.

Huo Linfeng looked at Rong Luoyun's side waist that collapsed into an arc, touched it, patted it, and then stretched a section of clothes. When he was young, he slept, and the maids and maids beside him served him like this. He recalled what he learned.

As soon as opened eyes, caught a glimpse of the scattered baggage, which was flat and slumped, and obviously there were not many things left. Huo Linfeng reached for it, first took out a scroll, the mounting was familiar, and unfolded it to see that it was the one hanging in the bedroom of his general's residence.

He deliberately said, "How come the paintings of my General's Mansion are in your hands?"

Rong Luoyun kept silent, Hongdou sent Acacia, and thrush expressed his feelings. If he didn't have a painting in his hand, wouldn't he want him to think about it every day?

Huo Linfeng asked again, "Then you watch it every day?"

Rong Luoyun was annoyed by the question and sneered: "What about the other picture, do you read it every day?"

Huo Linfeng said, "Yes, I watch it every day."

Rong Luoyun snorted, full of arrogance: "How do you do it when you are in a war and you lack skills?"

It's really hard to fool, it's rare that Huo Linfeng can't argue, so he has to admit: "Indeed, sometimes it's just a dozen for several days and nights, there's no way." he's gone.

There was an iron box on the table. Huo Linfeng opened it, took out the scroll inside, and folded it back to the side of the couch. He put the two paintings side by side.

He said: "I went all the way to the Blue Lake, and I was stationed there, but I didn't bring this portrait with me." It wasn't that he was forgotten, but it was intentional. "If it was broken there and the joint venture perished, the painting would also be ruined. I can't bear to bear it."

Rong Luoyun didn't care about the pain in his legs, so he got up and stared at Huo Linfeng blankly.

"Don't, don't..." He was afraid, his speech was not articulate, "Don't scare me."

Huo Linfeng called this worried and cautious look funny, raised his hand and scratched the tip of Rong Luoyun's nose, and said, "You killed two of the nine pythons, Tuanhunjiu, how can you be timid again?"

Rong Luoyun was indeed timid, but even more honest: "I wasn't that powerful at first, thinking that the secret letter is about your life, so I'm not afraid of anything."

For the sake of one's own words, cherish one's life, and seek to survive for a while; for the sake of a loved one, life and death can be put aside. Since the secret letter was mentioned, Rong Luoyun said, "Chen Ruoyin will definitely contact Manzi. We need to translate the content of the secret letter as soon as possible."

Huo Linfeng nodded and remained silent for a while, but after all, he could not get around the crux: "I can only go back to the house and show the secret letter to my father." It is not appropriate to leave Rong Luoyun alone in the military camp. No clothes.

He also became cautious and asked, "Go back with me and find an inn in the city, okay?"

Rong Luoyun asked back, "Don't you dare to take me home?"

Huo Linfeng said: "Yes, if I see my father, I am afraid that you will hurt him, and I am afraid that you will think about the death of your parents and add pain." I've been besieged for a long time."

Before, he took the initiative to pick up Ming Rong Luoyun's life experience, and confessed that he chose "loyalty" in his petition. However, Huo Zhao is his biological father, despite the kinship by blood. Now, he has to choose "filial piety".

Rong Luoyun pulled the burden and opened it up completely. The eagle bone flute and "Mirror of Sin" fell out together. He looked at the flute, lest Huo Linfeng leave him again, and said, "I don't live in the inn, I want to follow you."

His eyes moved to the pages of the book. This was the birthday gift his father gave him, and it was also the only relic of his father. "For the time being..." He gritted his teeth, the chaos has not been settled for a day, Chen Ruoyin will have a move, and Huo Linfeng's safety will be hidden. After this one is translated, there may be the next one, the next one, Huo Linfeng's safety. Zhao is crucial.

Rong Luoyun said: "I'm good, I won't make you embarrassed for the time being."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Linfeng hugged him roughly, eagerly grateful, mixed with joy and sorrow, almost strangling him to death. He couldn't help but hug back, the birds pecked, the rain knocked on the window, and sipped Huo Linfeng's earlobe so lightly and quickly.

After they negotiated and sorted out, they left the camp and went back to the city.

Du Zheng drove the carriage, Huo Linfeng and Rong Luo Yunan sat in the carriage, and the wolf cub was stubborn, grabbing the soft pads under him, causing cotton wool to fly. As soon as he entered the city, Rong Luoyun pushed open the small window and looked outside curiously.

Suddenly, a restaurant passed by with the words "Zhushaju" written on the plaque.

Back then, Huo Linfeng lied that he was from Zhuosha Island, but now he actually saw it. Hearing the music of qin, ser, and drums, Qing'e leaned on a railing before passing by a pavilion. On the railing was a bright red flag embroidered with "Xiaochuntai" in seal script.

Rong Luoyun smelled lightly, and the sweet and greasy fragrance of fat powder was the usual tone of Fengyuechang. He walked around watching the flowers and asked, "Du Zheng, have you ever climbed the Xiaochun Terrace?"

Huo Linfeng raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, asking him around the corner. Du Zheng only cared about holding the reins, and without thinking about it, he replied, "I've never climbed, the young master won't go, how can I get the light?"

Rong Luoyun heard this: "Young master never goes?"

Du Zheng's fool said, "You can't go even if you want to. If you tell the Hou Ye or the eldest young master to know about it, they will be charged with corrupting the style of the family and being incompetent, and you will have to suffer a lot of military sticks."

Rong Luoyun said, "So, you actually want to go?"

The end sound was muffled in the palm of his hand, and Huo Linfeng came from behind, covering half of Rong Luoyun's face with his big hand. The other hand slipped down quietly, and squeezed a hand on the waist: "Button your hat randomly, if you are an official, I am afraid that you will be wronged."

Rong Luoyun faltered, really faltering, unable to break free, relying on the car curtain to come down, pouting his mouth and cupping Huo Linfeng's palm, even more shamelessly, sticking out the tip of his tongue to stab him.

Wet, numb and crisp, the thick cocoon loses its function, and the pleasure in the palm of the hand will spread to the limbs and bones. Huo Linfeng slammed hard from behind, with the meaning of warning and threat, so that Rong Luoyun almost knocked on the window lattice.

Even if it didn't knock, it still stuck, and the soft face was carved with elm wood, and light marks were quickly printed on it. Huo Linfeng was pressing behind him, pressing him, which was much more tender than controlling an enemy, and much more ambiguous than catching a thief.

He whispered: "This one is carved with a jujube tree, and the other is carved with a lotus seed, which means that a precious child will be born early." As he spoke, he almost touched Rong Luoyun's ear, "Xiao Rong, you are so Great, can you give me a son?"

Rong Luoyun blushed, shook his head, rubbed his legs and hummed in pain. Huo Linfeng couldn't hear the sound, so he immediately softened and let go of the other party's imprisonment.

"You bastard!" Rong Luoyun spat, panting, raising his hand to rub the mark on his cheek, and then he could see clearly that the lotus seeds of any jujube tree are all Hu Yan, and the small window is clearly carved with plum blossoms!

At this time, the carriage swayed, stopped, and saw the mansion outside through the carvings.

Dingbeihou Mansion, they have arrived.

Rong Luoyun's heart suddenly tightened, but he cast aside his anger when he was making a fool of himself, turned his face, and looked at Huo Linfeng blankly. Huo Linfeng looked at him calmly. In this not-so-spacious car park, the carvings were light and the outside was urged by Du Zheng, and he suddenly woke up in such a space.

He was not the only one who was besieged by Zhongxiao, so why not Rong Luoyun?

If the revenge of the closest relatives is not repaid, it is worthy of the parents under Jiuquan, and if the revenge is happy, it will definitely cause harm to him. He understood the dilemma in Rong Luoyun's eyes, moved his lips, and said calmly, "Let's go in."

Rong Luoyun's feet were injured, so he endured the pain and jumped out of the carriage. He looked up, and there seemed to be many people standing in Xuanhe's house. Those people also saw him, raised their necks curiously, looked at him from a distance, and couldn't help but whisper.

Since the start of the war, Huo Linfeng has not come back, and every time he shows up, everyone runs out to greet him. Just wondering who the other son was, Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun walked up the steps to the door and crossed the threshold in unison.

"What are you doing here?" Huo Linfeng was rarely unhappy, "It's gone, let's go to work."

The crowd scattered, the maids in twos and threes, quietly turning back and peeking as they walked. Rong Luoyun lowered his eyes, avoiding every prying line of sight, and followed, stepping on the flat bricks.

He walked through the halls and corridors countless times, and when he reached a certain place, he caught a glimpse of the magnolia tree in Huo Linfeng's mouth. Going deeper and deeper, and stepping over a door, the old butler stood inside the door and called out "Young Master".

Huo Linfeng turned around and said, "Otherwise, go to my Bieyuan first."

Rong Luoyun shook his head: "I want to see your father."

He couldn't avoid it, and he would meet him sooner or later. He also wanted to see what Huo Zhao, the Marquis of Dingbei, looked like. The housekeeper didn't know the key, so he raised his arm and said, "It's sunny today, so Master Hou just started practicing in the inner courtyard."

Huo Linfeng had no choice but to purse his lips and walked in with Rong Luoyun.

Stepping into the inner courtyard, all the yellow leaves in the courtyard were swept away by Huo Zhao's sword wind. In the shade, the freshly cooked Snow Needle Tea was fragrant. Huo Zhao was sitting at the stone table, peeling a plate of mountains with his bare hands. Walnut.

Hearing the sound without raising his head, Huo Zhao asked, "What are you doing back here?"

These words are cold, but the battle is not over yet, and the enemy army has not yet been wiped out, either dead or disabled. According to the rules of his Dingbeihou, he should stick to the army.

Ten steps away, Huo Linfeng stood tall but stiff, and replied, "To intercept the information about the barbarian, I need my father to see it."

Huo Zhao peeled off another one: "Where did you cut it?"

Huo Linfeng replied, "The Prime Minister's Mansion is in the hands of Chen Ruoyin."

As soon as these words came out, Huo Zhao finally reacted, looking up, the iron face revealed a strong majesty. His eyes fell on Huo Linfeng, he frowned slightly, and saw that there seemed to be another person behind Huo Linfeng.

"Who is that?" Huo Zhao asked.

Huo Linfeng filled his legs with lead, and took a heavy step away, Rong Luoyun was exposed, his face was calm, and his eyes were like still water. With a click, Huo Zhao crushed the pecan in his hand, stood up, and looked at it in disbelief.

His eyebrows, his bearing, and his unearthly posture were all familiar, and they all hit Huo Zhao's nerves like a heavy hammer.

After a long time, he asked, "...Who is the son?"

Rong Luoyun said: "My surname is Tang, and I have a single name with the word Heng."

The author has something to say: Xiaorong Mood Diary 6: Father, Mother, I failed to kill Chen Ruoyin to avenge you this time, I will definitely not let him go next time.Now I have arrived in Saibei, it is so cold and dry here, why did you flee here in the first place.Also, I saw Huo Zhao, but... my feet hurt, so let him go!