It rained less at night.
Zhou Yan didn't have a change of clothes, so he took Xu Feng's set of underwear and went to the next room to change. Xu Feng also changed his wet clothes, sat on the edge of the bed, and wiped his wet hair with a handkerchief.
Zhou Yan... kissed him in the pouring rain.
Xu Feng was still in a daze at this moment, feeling that everything was unreal. Brother Zhou obviously only has brotherly affection for him, why...
He was lost in thought when he saw Zhou Yan push open the door and walk in. Because he was wearing his old clothes, which didn't fit him somewhat, and Zhou Yan was only wearing his underwear. Xu Feng only took one look at it, then turned his head and didn't dare to look at it again.
Zhou Yan's attitude was natural, and he came over and said, "Why didn't you dry your hair? Be careful not to catch a cold when the wind blows."
As she spoke, she took away the handkerchief in his hand, and bent down slightly to wipe his hair. He moved very meticulously, holding Xu Feng's locks in his hands, and slowly rubbing them with the palm of his hand.
Xu Feng's face was reddish, as if he had sensed even the tips of his hair, and could clearly feel his touch. He was spoiled by Zhou Yan in the past, and he didn't think it was wrong. At this moment, he broke his heart, but became uncomfortable, and found a topic to break the silence: "Where does Brother Zhou live these days?"
"I found a house nearby." Zhou Yan said, "Let's move there tomorrow? It's somewhat inconvenient to live in someone else's house. Not to mention that Murong Fei..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but just snorted heavily.
It was only then that Xu Feng remembered his misunderstanding, and said, "Mr. Murong and I are just ordinary friends. How could Big Brother Zhou think that I am interested in him?"
Zhou Yan was also taken aback, and mentioned what he heard behind the tree: "Say, even if you don't like his cousin, you should also look up to him? Hmph, is his appearance worth boasting?"
Xu Feng thought to himself, if Mr. Murong's appearance is not worth mentioning, then who else can be regarded as good-looking? But it's also Murong Fei's fault, insisting on confusing the matter of sworn worship with the matter of getting married, it's no wonder that others will misunderstand it.
Xu Feng hurriedly explained the matter.
After Zhou Yan heard this, the movements of his hands paused, and he said coldly, "No."
"What is not allowed?" Xu Feng looked up at him and asked, "Is it not allowed to get married? Or not allowed to worship?"
Zhou Yan was silent for a moment, looked at him and said, "Nothing."
Xu Feng's heart beat violently. He couldn't help reaching out and holding Zhou Yan's hand.
Both of them suddenly fell silent.
Xu Feng suppressed his breathing, touched Zhou Yan's wrist, and said, "Brother Zhou's hands are so cold."
Zhou Yan withdrew his hand at once, threw the handkerchief aside, and said, "Your hair has been dried, you should rest earlier."
He turned around while talking, but before he could take a step, Xu Feng had already hugged him from behind. He put his face on Zhou Yan's back, and felt that his back was tense, so he whispered: "Brother Zhou, don't be afraid of me, I know, your heart...is different from mine. You just kissed me , just value my younger brother, to make me happy, right?"
Zhou Yan seemed to be caught by what he said, so he didn't make a sound for a while.
Xu Feng was disappointed for a while, but he knew that this was just as it should be. He leaned on Zhou Yan's back, and continued: "I never expected to be happy with Brother Zhou, as long as... as long as Brother Zhou doesn't reject me thousands of miles away, and says that he wants to get along with my brother, I will be satisfied gone."
Zhou Yan still didn't make a sound after hearing this, but just pushed away Xu Fenghuan's hand on his waist, lifted his foot and walked away.
Xu Feng hugged empty, feeling that his heart was also empty, the joy when he was kissed by Zhou Yan disappeared bit by bit. Hearing Zhou Yan's footsteps going further and further away, he thought he was going to push the door to go out, but he heard a "chi" sound, it was him who blew out the candles on the table.
The room was suddenly too dark to see anything.
Xu Feng called out in the dark: "Brother Zhou?"
Zhou Yan's footsteps came back again.
Even though it was pitch black, he followed Xu Feng's breath to find him, grabbed his arm with both hands, and pushed him down on the bed.
Zhou Yan like this is strange.
Xu Feng struggled a bit, then called again: "Brother Zhou?"
Zhou Yan didn't respond, just grabbed his hand and led him into his clothes.
Xu Feng's hand touched his bare chest. He seemed to be scalded, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, but Zhou Yan held it tightly.
Xu Feng could only ask, "Brother Zhou, what are you doing?"
In the dark night, Zhou Yan's voice was extremely hoarse, and said, "Let you take a look at my heart."
The heartbeat was firm and powerful, transmitted through the thin skin. Xu Feng's palm was burning hot. Although he couldn't see it, he seemed to have seen Zhou Yan's heart with his own eyes.
Zhou Yan leaned down and asked in his ear: "I remember you said that only I am your antidote, right?"
Xu Feng was so passionate at the beginning, he really had the courage to say this, but now it was too late to deny it, so he could only whisper: "... yes."
"That's enough." Zhou Yan's lips brushed against his ear, and he murmured to himself, "Nothing is as good as making you happy."
This sentence seemed to have a deeper meaning, but before Xu Feng could think about it, Zhou Yan had already pulled his hand and kissed it.
He kissed the old wound on his right hand.
There was a hideous scar on the lips, kissing it inch by inch, and stopped when it reached the wrist, and licked it with the tongue instead. Xu Feng had the illusion that even the wound was pushed open by the tip of his tongue, directly sucking the flesh and blood.
His whole hand was numb, he had no strength at all, he could only kick his legs randomly, and shouted: "Brother Zhou..."
Zhou Yan pressed his legs, slowly bent down, and completely covered him.
This scene seems familiar.
Xu Feng shuddered, and suddenly remembered another night when he was pressed down by that devil...
As if his body still remembered the pain of being torn apart, Xu Feng pressed his hand against Zhou Yan's chest, and hurriedly said, "Brother Zhou, candle...can you light a candle?"
Zhou Yan gasped slightly in the dark. He touched the corners of Xu Feng's eyes with his fingers, it was early spring, and his fingertips were still as cold as in the heavy rain. But his voice was gentle and sweet, coaxing Xu Feng: "Don't be afraid, it's fine."
Zhou Yan lifted Xu Feng's skirt with that cool hand, and lowered his head to kiss his neck. He intentionally kissed very slowly, the tip of his tongue twirled on Xu Feng's Adam's apple, and then tentatively bit it with his teeth.
"ah… "
Xu Feng couldn't help moaning.
Zhou Yan continued to kiss him, one hand slipped down, and twisted on his chest.
Xu Feng felt a surge of heat in his body, and he couldn't help bending his body. Zhou Yan straightened up slightly, took off his lower garment two or three times, and pushed his legs apart with his knees.
Xu Feng shivered for a moment and closed his eyes tightly.
Because of those previous experiences, he was very resistant to this matter, but if it was Brother Zhou... Xu Feng gritted his teeth, thinking that all of this could be tolerated.
He waited for a long time, but the pain he imagined did not come.
All he was waiting for was a kiss.
The kiss landed on the heel of his leg, scorching hot like a brand, arousing a sweet shiver. His waist and eyes were sore and soft, he half arched his body, and shouted: "Brother Zhou, don't...don't touch there..."
Zhou Yan let out a low laugh, only pulling his stiff legs further apart, repeatedly torturing the tender flesh with his lips and tongue, biting it with his teeth, and pulling it slightly outward.
Xu Feng felt a tingling pain, but more of it was an unspeakable joy, and the heat from before rushed straight to his lower abdomen. He even curled up his toes, begging: "Brother Zhou... well, don't..."
Later, even the tone of the voice changed.
Zhou Yan let him go.
As soon as Xu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, he felt his lower body heat up, but he fell into a warm and humid place. His eyes gradually got used to the darkness, and he could see some vague outlines. Zhou Yan buried his head in his crotch, and actually opened his mouth to contain his thing.
Xu Feng's scalp went numb for a moment, he almost jumped up from the bed in shock, twisted his waist and struggled: "Brother Zhou, let go! Ah, no..."
With his things stuffed in his mouth, Zhou Yan couldn't make a sound for a while, and only looked at him from the corner of his eyes.
Although Xu Feng couldn't see his expression clearly, he could guess what kind of style it was. Immediately, his waist softened and collapsed back, and the thing under his crotch swelled even more.
Zhou Yan held his legs firmly, sucking the thing in his mouth.
Xu Feng had never been stimulated like this before, and sticky liquid oozed from the top, which made it easier for Zhou Yan to move. He heard the sound of "tsk tsk" in his ears, shaking with shame, his legs were shaking, and his words turned into a nasal cry: "Don't, stop licking, it's so dirty... ah, Brother Zhou ,Forgive me… "
Zhou Yan usually followed him in everything, but now, as if he had never heard of it, he rolled up his tongue and poked the small hole on the top of him.
Xu Feng let out a long cry, even his tailbone was numb. He stretched out his hand to refuse, but Zhou Yan grabbed his hand and led him to touch the thing below.
Xu Feng felt the wetness, and retracted his hand in fright.
Zhou Yan smiled, and finally let go of the object, kissed the upright column body with his lips, then reached out and grabbed the two pouches underneath, rubbing it in different ways.
It was the first time Xu Fengtou had tasted such a feeling, his body was both happy and uncomfortable, he no longer had the strength to struggle, he just covered his face with his arms, and yelled at Brother Zhou indiscriminately.
Zhou Yan responded, and then took the hard object under his crotch again, let the object penetrate into his throat, and imitated the action of copulation and began to swallow.
Xu Feng only had his breath left, and couldn't help shouting: "Brother Zhou, I can't take it anymore... let go..."
Zhou Yan backed away a little, the tip of his tongue swept over the weak spot on his top, and then sucked heavily.
"ah-"
Xu Feng yelled in a high pitch, and couldn't bear it anymore, and shot out of Zhou Yan's mouth with his hips straight.
After venting, he opened his eyes wide in a daze, and for a moment, he almost forgot where he was. After a while, the soul wandered back into the body.
Zhou Yan came up to hug him again and asked, "Do you like it?"
How could Xu Feng answer? He gasped for breath and didn't speak.
Zhou Yan pinched his nipples and wiped the turbid fluid just ejaculated on his chest. When Xu Feng was touched by him like this, his sensitive body convulsed again, and then he gave a soft "hmm".
Zhou Yan felt very pleased, and kissed his sweat-wet temple hair.
Xu Feng smelled a fishy smell, and thought that Zhou Yan had just gone out of his way to make himself happy, so he said, "Brother Zhou hasn't..."
Zhou Yan paused, and said: "It's okay. You are very tired today, wait until next time."
Xu Feng was afraid that it would be the next time, so while Zhou Yan couldn't see, he reached out and touched his place through his trousers. That place was half soft and half hard, but when Xu Feng touched it, it swelled up quickly and turned into a bulging ball.
Xu Feng hated these lewd things in the past, but when he was with his brother Zhou, instead of feeling disgusted, he was a little emotional. He imitated Zhou Yan's way of stroking the thing.
Zhou Yan pressed his hand and said: "Brother Feng, don't do this, it won't work..."
Xu Feng whispered in his ear: "I also want Brother Zhou."
Zhou Yan took a deep breath.
After a while, Xu Feng heard him sigh again, and finally unbuttoned his trouser waist, and stabbed the fiery penis between his legs.
"Brother Zhou!" Xu Feng couldn't help calling out in a low voice after being burned.
Zhou Yan didn't enter his body, but just embedded between his legs, hugging his waist and twitching.
He moved very slowly at the beginning, but then gradually picked up speed, pushing Xu Feng's body back and forth. He whispered in Xu Feng's ear: "Brother Feng, clamp your legs tighter."
The hoarse voice made Xu Feng's ears warm, but he obediently clamped his legs. Zhou Yan pinched his chin and kissed him, and the thing came in and out between his legs, and there was another storm.
Xu Feng was fascinated by him, and the root of his crotch showed signs of emotion again, unknowingly half straightened up, and stuck it between the lower abdomen of the two of them. Sometimes Zhou Yan pushed harder, and the hard pubic hair scraped across it, making Xu Feng tremble unceasingly.
"Brother Zhou, it's too fast..." His voice was also trembling, "Ah... slow down..."
Zhou Yan kissed him and said, "Good boy, it will be fine in a while."
The lower body is still shaking endlessly.
I don't know how long it took, but Xu Feng couldn't take it anymore, and he vomited again from his lower body, a little bit of white turbidity splashed on the stomachs of the two of them, making the place muddy.
Zhou Yan dipped some with his fingers, stuffed it into Xu Feng's mouth and stirred it. Xu Feng was weak all over, and took the initiative to lick his fingers.
Zhou Yan's movements became more and more intense, and he suddenly turned Xu Feng over and hugged him from the side, the thick and long penis still squeezed into his legs to push against him.
Xu Feng was rolled to the side of the bed by him, his legs were hot and hot, and he almost lost consciousness, begging for mercy: "Brother Zhou, I really can't do it... Well, brother..."
Hearing these words, Zhou Yan couldn't help but groaned, and the thing under his crotch swelled a little more. He clasped Xu Feng's waist and thrust fiercely and fiercely dozens of times before ejaculating between his slippery and sticky legs.
When Xu Feng woke up the next day, the sky was already bright.
Zhou Yan got up earlier than him, had changed back into his own clothes, and was sitting by the window in a clean suit, playing with something. Xu Feng got up in a cloak, and quietly walked over to have a look, and saw that he was holding a mirror in his hand, and his fingers were slowly swipe across the mirror.
Xu Feng was curious, and leaned over to ask, "What is Brother Zhou looking at?"
Zhou Yan didn't know what he was thinking, but he didn't notice his approach, and was taken aback by him. He put the mirror on the table with a "snap", turned around and said, "It's nothing."
Xu Feng took the mirror and looked at it, and saw that it was placed in the room before, it was indeed very ordinary, and there was nothing unusual about it. As he thought about it, he suddenly remembered something. When Zhou Yan was trapped underground, his face seemed to be swollen when he came out, and after a few days he recovered, he didn't care, could it be...
He hurriedly turned his head to look at Zhou Yan, and asked, "Is Brother Zhou's face okay?"
Zhou Yan said, "It's okay."
Xu Feng was dubious, and was about to take a closer look at him, but Zhou Yan reached out and pulled him into his arms, covered his eyes with one hand, and said with a low smile, "Didn't you see enough last night?"
When he spoke, the warm breath brushed against Xu Feng's ears, making his face flushed. In fact, last night was so dark that he didn't see anything at all, but the two of them were skin to skin, and they were closer than ever.
Xu Feng felt a little weak again when he thought of that charming affair, and he fell into Zhou Yan's arms without making a sound.
Zhou Yan was also quiet for a while, never removing his hand, and asked with his eyes covered: "Brother Feng, do you really like my face?"
Xu Feng was taken aback for a moment, wondering why he made such a statement? Of course he likes Zhou Yan, so what does it matter whether he is handsome or ugly
But when he thought about the matter of Murong Fei dragging him to be sworn brothers, he finally understood. He had always known Zhou Yan's temper, so he picked what he liked to hear and said, "Of course. In my opinion, Big Brother Zhou is much prettier than Young Master Murong."
As soon as the words fell, I felt that my eyes lit up, and it turned out that Zhou Yan moved his hand away.
After the rain was over, Xu Feng was dazzled by the sun outside the window. Zhou Yan sat in the light and shadow, the look in his eyes was so deep that people couldn't see through, and he whispered to himself: "In this case, then I —”
He paused, but didn't say any more, just looked at Xu Feng and smiled.
Xu Fengnao didn't understand what charades he was playing, but felt that he was very weird today, as if he was preoccupied. He thought that Zhou Yan's affection was not as good as his own. Could it be that he regretted it after spending the night
Xu Feng was flustered in his heart, and just as he was about to ask for clarification, there was a knock on the door.
Murong Fei was the only one who would knock on the door at this time, Xu Feng forgot all about the past, and was only worried about how to hide Zhou Yan. In a blink of an eye, I saw Zhou Yan sitting there with a big horse and a golden knife, obviously not planning to hide.
Xu Feng had no choice but to bite the bullet and open the door.
Murong Fei originally came to ask him how he was thinking, but he was stunned for a while when he saw that there were more people coming out of his room.
Xu Feng was so embarrassed that he quickly explained. Of course he couldn't mention what happened last night, he only said that Zhou Yan was found early this morning. Murong Fei looked at Xu Feng's face, so he didn't care about Zhou Yan's entering the mansion without authorization.
The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Murong Fei mentioned his cousin again.
In front of Zhou Yan, how dare Xu Feng hesitate for a moment? Immediately declined Murong Fei's kindness, even the matter of betrothal marriage was also rejected.
Murong Fei was very disappointed, but he still did his best to be a landlord, and said: "Since your elder brother Zhou is here, I will order someone to clean up the next room and let him stay."
"No need." Zhou Yan said aside, "I've already found a house outside, and Brother Feng and I will move there."
"How can this work? Brother Xu rarely comes to Suzhou, and he agreed to live in my house. Brother Xu, do you think so?"
Zhou Yan only called out lightly: "Brother Feng."
Xu Feng was in a dilemma, but in this matter, he always followed Zhou Yan's order, and apologized to Murong Fei, saying: "Mr. Murong has been bothering you these days, so I don't want to keep bothering you."
Murong Fei persuaded him not to stop, so he took his anger out on Zhou Yan's head, and gouged out his eyes with his eyes.
Zhou Yan pulled Xu Feng to his side, not bothering to talk to him at all.
Xu Feng went to the street to buy Sishi fruit in the afternoon, thanked Murong Fei for taking care of him, and moved out with Zhou Yan the next day.
Zhou Yan said that the house he lived in was nearby, and indeed it was so close that it was only one street away from Murong Mansion. The place is bigger than the house in Lin'an City, the window is facing the lake, the view is excellent, and the most important thing is that it has a kitchen, which is convenient for Xu Feng to cook.
There are still two rooms. Xu Feng opened one of the windows and took a look, and saw that there were window grilles pasted on the two windows. One was a picture of magpies welcoming the spring, which was exquisitely crafted and vivid, and the other had two round heads, which looked rather silly. .
Xu Feng didn't expect that Zhou Yan would bring this with him, and the corners of his eyes turned red for a moment, as if he was afraid of disturbing the two cuddling figures on the window grille, he walked over slowly and lightly, and then reached out to touch it.
Zhou Yan came over and asked, "What do you think of this house?"
"very good."
"How is it compared to Murong Mansion?"
When Xu Feng heard that he wanted to compare with Murong Fei everywhere, he couldn't help but smiled, and looked back and said: "It's my and Brother Zhou's home, how can it be compared with other places?"
Zhou Yan's eyes moved, and he also reached out his hand, gently folded it on Xu Feng's hand, and said: "If you like it, we will stay here for a long time."
"Long stay?"
Xu Feng was startled, he wandered all over the world, it didn't matter where he lived, but Zhou Yan was different. "Brother Zhou, don't you plan to go back?"
"I originally... originally inherited the family business of my adoptive father, so it doesn't matter if I hand it over to others."
"But I remember that Brother Zhou went out to look for someone. Are you not looking for your lost brother?"
Zhou Yan's chest heaved violently, and he gathered his five fingers to hold Xu Feng's hand firmly, and said: "If there is no fate, you will not be able to find it no matter how hard you look. If there is fate, you may have seen it long ago."
As he spoke, he glanced at Xu Feng and said, "It's better to let nature take its course."
Xu Feng thought of the vast crowd and it was really not easy to find someone, but he couldn't delay Zhou Yan's search for his relatives for his sake, so he said, "Actually, I've been thinking about walking around for a long time, why don't I just wait for my hand?" After I'm done, brother Zhou will accompany me to visit the famous mountains and rivers, and find out the whereabouts of your younger brother along the way."
Zhou Yan nodded and said, "That's fine."
Xu Feng's hand injury was not healed, and Zhou Yan also temporarily lost his martial arts, so he didn't mention the matter, and the two lived in the house with peace of mind.
Since that night, Xu Feng and Zhou Yan lived in the same room. It's just that such intimacy has never happened before. Sometimes Xu Feng took the initiative to post it, and Zhou Yan just comforted him with his hands. Xu Feng expected that Zhou Yan still had hesitation in his heart, so he didn't dare to push too much.
Because they lived very close to Murong Mansion, Murong Fei came to visit almost every day. Zhou Yan frowned as soon as he saw him. If Xu Feng didn't like this house, he would have moved elsewhere.
In addition to eating and drinking, Murong Fei accompanied Xu Feng to show off his sword moves. Xu Feng's martial arts in the past were a bit inferior to Murong Fei's. Although he is still no match for him now, he can make some moves under his sword.
Murong Fei was also happy for him, and said: "Brother Xu has really improved a lot."
Xu Feng smiled and said, "Brother Zhou taught us well."
He studied so hard and practiced so hard, firstly for revenge, and secondly for Zhou Yan. According to Dr. Xu, Zhou Yan had to use internal force to suppress the Gu worm in his body. Once he activated his true energy and let the Gu worm get into his heart veins, he couldn't get it out again. Xu Feng didn't dare to take this risk. He has practiced his kung fu now, and if he encounters anything in the future, he can rush forward and head over him.
He never mentioned this thought to Zhou Yan, he just looked at the man standing not far away, turned around and continued practicing sword.
Murong Fei practiced swordsmanship with Xu Feng that day, but for some reason, he didn't show up for several days. Zhou Yan was exactly what he wished for, and took advantage of the fine weather to accompany Xu Feng to visit Suzhou City. In fact, there is nothing special about it, but when the two of them are together, they always feel that there is something more interesting.
After playing like this for a few days, one day, Murong Fei came to the door again with some snacks. The dim sum he brought was small and delicate, and it smelled fragrant, and it was still made by that Murong girl.
Xu Feng had rejected this marriage a long time ago, and now that Zhou Yan was present, he naturally refused to accept it even more.
Murong Fei smiled and said: "Don't worry, my cousin has no other intentions, just thank you for picking up the kite for her that day."
Xu Feng was thinking about whether to eat it, but Zhou Yan had already taken a piece and ate it first. After tasting the taste, he turned to him and said, "It's not as delicious as Brother Feng."
Xu Feng was taken aback when he heard that, on the one hand he felt a little sweet in his heart, on the other hand he felt sorry for Miss Murong, he was a little embarrassed.
Murong Fei was so angry that his teeth itch. But he also knew Zhou Yan's temper, so he put him aside and pulled Xu Feng to speak in a low voice.
"Brother Xu, there are some reasons why I haven't come to see you these few days."
Zhou Yan heard it from the side, and said coolly: "It doesn't really matter whether Mr. Murong comes or not."
Murong Fei glared at him, and continued: "You also know that my father went out to do some errands a few days ago, I thought he was going to resolve some martial arts dispute, but I didn't expect him to do something serious this time."
Xu Feng laughed and said: "Senior Murong has high morals and high prestige. If anyone in the world does not respect him, he will naturally do serious things."
"That's not necessarily the case." Murong Fei muttered, "Do you still remember the disappearance of the bride a few days ago? Since the Yingxiang Pavilion was burned, the clues have been cut off. Although we rescued a few women, there are still some. If the whereabouts are unknown, my father is going to investigate the matter."
This matter has nothing to do with the Palace of Bliss, Xu Feng's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "What's the result?"
"As a result..." Murong Fei clung to Xu Feng's ear, and said in a low voice, "My father followed the token to track down and caught a hall master of the Palace of Bliss."