Di Yeheng held the person in his arms, buried his head on the girl's shoulder and neck, and said in a muffled voice: "I'm not crazy, I'm just afraid that Tongtong will drive me away..."
His voice sounded aggrieved, losing his previous dignity and coldness.
Like a silver-haired puppy.
"I've been waiting for you for a long, long time, and finally you came to me. I want to be with you every minute and every second..."
"I have lived alone in the cold pool for countless days and nights. I have forgotten everything except you..."
"Now that I have found you, I want to keep looking at you to make sure you are by my side. Otherwise, every time I wake up, I will suspect that I am dreaming."
"Tongtong, I'm so afraid that you will disappear..."
It was as if warm liquid was flowing down, making the skin on Feng Xingtong's neck tighten.
Demon Lord, are you crying?
Feng Xingtong listened to what he just said. She understood the man's cautious tone and worry about gains and losses.
Every time she found a bounty baby before, she would sleep with the baby in her arms, fearing that the baby would disappear in the blink of an eye.
He lived a life of unknown spring and summer alone in Hantan. He must have a lonely and gloomy personality, and his psychology must not be sound.
He did the crazy behavior just now, probably because he wanted her trust.
During the time he had known Di Yeheng, he had never harmed her, and he was not even interested in the Emperor Phoenix Ring on her finger.
Feng Xingtong really couldn't imagine what his purpose was in following her.
What does he want from her?
"Di Yeheng." Feng Xingtong put her small hand on his face and gently asked him to raise his head, "Tell me, do I have what you want?"
Di Yeheng looked up at her, his slender eyelashes were wet, and the ends of his narrow eyes were stained with tears, looking like a pitiful puppy.
"I don't want anything from you."
His voice was trembling, and he hugged Feng Xingtong's slender waist tightly, "I only want you."
Feng Xingtong's heart suddenly felt empty.
Sincerity is indeed a surefire skill.
Just four words made her feel flustered.
Looking at his wet eyelashes, Feng Xingtong couldn't hold back. She gently wiped away his tears with her fingertips and coaxed softly: "Don't cry. How can the Demon Lord cry?"
Wiping away her tears, she closed her eyes and said, "Go to sleep."
Di Yeheng's moist black eyes were dim, and there was a doting smile on his lips.
It’s done.
From now on, I can hold Tongtong to sleep.
He leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead with his thin lips, "Sweet dreams."
Outside the bed tent, dim candlelight swayed gently.
Inside the bed tent, the tall figure of the man trapped the woman in his arms. The woman was breathing evenly and was already asleep.
Feng Xingtong had a dream.
In her dream, she and Di Yeheng were flying in the clouds on the Nine Heavens Emperor Phoenix. The man hugged her, kissed her softly in her ear, and whispered his vows of love. She seemed to be used to the way the two of them got along with each other. He turned around and kissed the man's thin lips...
Sweet dreams always last long.
Feng Xingtong, who was sleeping soundly, put herself into Di Yeheng's arms and put her slender legs on the man's waist.
Di Yeheng opened his eyes, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows.
Sleeping together was nice, but he was suffering physically and mentally.
If I hold it in for a while longer, I'm afraid my nose will bleed.
His big hands gently held Feng Xingtong's legs, pulled the quilt and wrapped her in it.
The little beauty always rubbed and hugged her when sleeping, so he had to wrap her up to calm down his anger.
Feng Xingtong woke up from the heat.
She opened her eyes drowsily. She wanted to move but found that she couldn't. Her voice was soft and waxy as if she hadn't woken up: "Di Yeheng, I'm hot..."
Di Yeheng opened his eyelids and let go of the hand holding her.
Feng Xingtong immediately lifted the quilt, her chest heaving gently, she performed a cooling technique, and the heat all over her body dissipated instantly.
Aware of the gaze on her side, she squinted her head and looked sideways, meeting the man's dark eyes.
Like a wolf or a tiger, the undercurrent is surging.
Di Yeheng didn't wait for her to react, he leaned over and kissed her fiercely on the lips.
Now that she's awake, he won't wait any longer.
"Hmm..."
Feng Xingtong punched him softly with her little hand, and the man immediately let out a muffled groan, low and charming.
She instantly thought that there was an injury on his chest before.
But will it still hurt after healing?
The cold sandalwood poured into her mouth, causing her to turn upside down.
Koujin interaction.
Confused and obsessed.
The ties of her pajamas were untied at some point.
His hot hands pressed against her waist and moved up without hesitation.
Di Yeheng stopped moving on his lips and concentrated on feeling the softness.
It's as smooth as silk, more like clouds and water flowing together, and it's completely soft.
He took a breath and raised his head to look at the pretty face beneath him.
Feng Xingtong's foggy eyes narrowed slightly, her small hand gently placed on the man's big hand, but she didn't have the strength to push him away.
Di Yeheng used some strength on his fingertips and said hoarsely: "My dear Tongtong, can I touch you?"
Feng Xingtong had just made love with Di Yeheng in her dream. She was so emotional that she couldn't bear it. When she woke up and was teased like this again, she responded with a charming voice.
Di Yeheng immediately took a deep breath, lowered his head and kissed her again.
More wild waves.
The candle outside the bed tent was about to burn out, and the flames flickered and swayed.
It reflects the lustrous light inside the tent.
............
An hour later, it was dawn.
When Feng Xingtong woke up, she found that she was not in bed, but in a place with strong spiritual energy, and there was a soft couch under her.
In the pool not far away, the man was facing away from her, his silver hair spread behind him, unable to cover his broad shoulders.
"Di Yeheng." She called him out loud, always thinking that this was still a dream.
Di Yeheng was calming down in the cold pool. Hearing this, he turned around and looked over. There were drops of water on his cold and handsome face, "Are you awake?"
"Where is this?" Feng Xingtong sat up, feeling a slight pain in her thin waist.
Damn it, she couldn't tell whether last night was a dream or reality.
"The little world I created."
Di Yeheng stood up, the sound of rushing water sounded, and water dropped on his long silver hair. Feng Xingtong stared without blinking, then narrowed her eyes when she discovered that he was wearing black pants underneath.
What, I thought I could see pictures of beautiful men taking a bath.
Bah, how could she think about this!
Didn't she want to use Di Yeheng to protect the Hou Mansion?
Why did you go along with his wishes last night?
What a thief! She was really carried away by the beauty!
Di Yeheng walked towards her. The water drops on his body had dried, but he had no clothes on his upper body, and there were thin red marks on his bare chest.
Some are scratch marks, others are bite marks.
Feng Xingtong blushed, could it be all her doing?
Di Yeheng knelt down beside the couch and gently stroked the top of her hair with his big hand, "It's already midnight outside."
Feng Xingtong's snow-white face turned red, and she whispered, "Can you put on your clothes first?"
Di Yeheng chuckled lightly and leaned closer and said, "You were so good at touching it last night, why are you so embarrassed to look at it today?"
"Fuck you." Feng Xingtong's memory of last night was very vivid. The man was as hungry as a wolf, and he was ridiculously strong in that regard.
She stood up and sat up, and said, "Can I go back to the bedroom directly from here?"
"Yes." Di Yeheng took her hand and took her directly out of the small world.
Feng Xingtong appeared in the room and quickly went behind the screen to change clothes.
The pajamas on her body seemed to be clean, and there were signs of being rummaged through in the closet. It seemed that Di Yeheng had bathed her and changed into them.
This guy is very attentive...
I have to say that this man's skin is beautiful, and even his taste is divine.
The only drawback is that it's a bit taxing on her waist.
Feng Xingtong pursed her lips and quickly pretended to be a man.
She looked in the mirror and saw that except for the red lips, she was still a handsome young man.
"I'm going to train Feng Chen and the others. If you're tired, go back to your courtyard and rest." Feng Xingtong glanced at Di Yeheng, who was leaning on the couch, and walked out of the bedroom.
Di Yeheng looked at her back and sighed softly.
If he hadn't remembered that she was going to train Feng Wei this morning, why would he have stayed in the cold pool for half an hour.
She was like a bone-eroding poison, addictive to him.
Once I get it on, I can't stop, and I don't want to stop all night long.
The martial arts training ground of the Hou Mansion.
Feng Chen and the 12th team leader had been waiting there for a long time.
Feng Xingtong walked quickly through the arch, and everyone who was warming up immediately stood up straight. When she approached, they all bowed to her:
"Good morning, Master!"
"Everyone is here." Feng Xingtong looked at everyone.
Yesterday, she had memorized the names of twelve people and knew their origins.
Some of them were loose cultivators that Feng Cang had brought in from the battlefield or from the mountains. Some of them were people who had been rescued by her father, Feng Ting, so they all loyally protected the Pingyang Marquis Mansion.
Among them, Feng Chen was the most beloved by Feng Cang. He had already come to the Hou Mansion when he was still in his infancy, and was two years older than Feng Xingtong.
Because he was the most trusted by Feng Cang, and Feng Cang had already decided to hand over Feng Wei to him to lead when he established Feng Cang, so the twelve people who followed were also willing to listen to Feng Chen's words.
Feng Xingtong lifted up the hem of her clothes and tied it around her waist, and said softly: "Start training now. The first step is to warm up first and learn a set of boxing techniques from me."
Tai Chi is a boxing technique that combines the Yin and Yang Bagua. Once learned, it can not only strengthen the body, but also clear the meridians and speed up the practice. It can also be of great use in fighting.
After a set of boxing techniques, everyone learned a lot, and everyone was sweating.
They just felt that this boxing technique was too mysterious, and it looked so easy that they were actually sweating!
Feng Xingtong took the trouble to practice Tai Chi again, and whispered: "When you are boxing, don't forget to absorb the spiritual energy around you. It will be good for your meridians."
As soon as she finished speaking, the spiritual roots in her Dantian suddenly surged, and an extremely mysterious spiritual power shook out from her whole body.
Everyone stopped and looked at her.
"Master has advanced!"
"Three-star Red Spirit Master!"
"Master actually upgraded two stars in a row! He's so strong!"
Feng Xingtong stopped moving and turned to look at them, "Don't be surprised, this boxing technique can indeed help you improve your cultivation. When you box, you absorb spiritual energy, the muscles and veins in your body will be dredged, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy will also be accelerated."
Feng Twelve said: "Master! We are shocked that you have been promoted to two stars in a row!"
