Yan Jiangnan pushed open the hall gate and entered quickly.

...Then, she slowly withdrew.

The moist, moist, with the clear and fragrant moisture of bamboo branches, is filled with an unusual and charming spring, and is filled with the heart.

When she looked at Ruyi again, her expression would be completely different.

Yan Jiangnan calmed down a little: "How long?"

For example: “…Hmm?”

As one: "…"

Ru Yi's face was still the same, but his hand was squeezing behind his back: "Maybe it started around midnight last night..."

Yan Jiangnan: "It ended a quarter of an hour ago?"

Ruyi didn't speak, but just turned her head and said "Yes" softly in her nasal voice.

Yan Jiangnan took a deep breath: "How many times?"

Ruyi's cold face almost couldn't stand it, and he asked reluctantly: "I, or him?"

Yan Jiangnan: "..." It would be strange if Feng Rugu can stand up like this!

She hurriedly pushed the door and entered: "Little Brother!"

Feng Rugu lay on his side on the couch where he was cleaning, his hair was covered with thin mist, and his clothes were neat and buttoned out of normalcy and tied to the top one.

...This style is obviously not the clothes he wore himself.

Feng Rugu had heard Yan Jiangnan's voice long ago, and before he met, he said hello in a hurry: "Oh, junior sister."

Yan Jiangnan: "..." You're so bad.

But Yan Jiangnan knew that her youngest brother had an extraordinary face and was contrary to ordinary people.

She once took care of Feng Rugu, who had just come out of the "relics of the world", and knew his nature well.

When this person is sober, he is as thick-skinned as if he is turning a corner of the city wall. He cannot even use Guixu sword technique to stab it. When he is confused, he is particularly shameless and extremely sensitive.

Yan Jiangnan still remembered that the first time he applied medicine to him, he was in a daze. He grabbed the quilt and refused to show it to her. He muttered, "Mother said that men and women should not kiss each other", which made Yan Jiangnan think that he was in a bad mind.

Seeing Feng Rugu's happy look, Yan Jiangnan believed that he was very awake now.

Yan Jiangnan sat down heavily, uncovered the bedding, Feng Rugu showed off as if Ren Jun was watching, and hugged the pillow and said aggrievedly: "Junior sister, you're here. If you come a little later, I'm afraid I won't see you."

Ruyi standing at the door: "..."

Yan Jiangnan has no expression on his face: "..."

If there was no such a mess, Yan Jiangnan should be using a drug scale to beat this bastard who was still alive.

Now, seeing his miserable appearance, Yan Jiangnan was so soft-hearted that he had to hold him as his ancestor.

Feng Rugu's skin was covered with rouge, and his waist was even more bluish and purple. It was a terrible sight to fall on the white skin, as if he had been pinched by force.

When he lifted his clothes, Yan Jiangnan was surprised: "His he hit you?"

"No." Feng Rugu said innocently, "My physique has always been like this. Even if I ride him, I will become like this."

...Yan Jiangnan really wanted to poison this magical Taoist, which was lustful and had no blushing face and no beating heart immediately.

I saw him in a mess again, like a hot ear, and I couldn't help but think of the chaos last night.

...After cutting off the branches and leaves, one of the carp who is mating is always unwilling to remain calm, and feels affectionately, and is confused. His body trembles slightly and rubs constantly, and he cannot stop arching his body upwards. If he is afraid that he will fall off the bed and his hands will not be idle, he has to hold his slender waist with his knees, pushing him to the corner of the bed.

The hands he bound also slid to the top of the bed rail, hooking one of the fish-shaped tent hooks, shaking and moving with him.

Turning from the lying position to the front, the two of them are shallow and deep, floating and sinking.

...Why do you need to do the middle things? Keep the branches together?

Thinking of this, I felt like I was full of panic, as if I had done something that should have been struck by lightning in the sky. My palm, which had always been silent when I held the sword, was trembling.

Yan Jiangnan took his pulse and confirmed that Feng Rugu's body was not in trouble, so he also felt relieved.

Although I don’t understand it, I have the advantage of being careful and cleaning it very carefully.

After Ruyi told him to take care of things, Yan Jiangnan was so angry that he couldn't help but sting: "Go and buy some books and pictures, learn better, don't just do whatever he wants. He doesn't know how to control himself, don't you?"

Ruyi was cold and had a red face: "Yes."

Yan Jiangnan touched a pill and put it under his tongue to help him nourish the body and regulate qi. He also took his own medicinal materials and went to the hall to decoct outside and apply the medicine outside.

When Yan Jiangnan worked hard and counted the medicinal materials, he thought:...Why am I here?

Although he had complained about Feng Ruyuan before and hoped that someone could take care of him well, Yan Jiangnan still felt uncomfortable when he saw him so pale and embarrassed.

Outside the courtyard, Yan Jiangnan was busy. In the hall, Ruli lifted Feng Ruyuan's legs and gently rubbed them in her arms: "How is Yan Daojun saying? When will it be better?"

Feng Rugu asked without answering, "What did you call her?"

For example: "Yan..."

Feng Rugu smiled slightly: "I heard that you didn't seem to be calling outside the hall."

Like a bow, he bowed his head: "Uncle Master."

Feng Rugu found that he liked to tease him so much, and Zhi Yi said, "Since you call me uncle, shouldn't you call me?"

Like a sharp thorn that was hard to get close to, she was particularly obedient: "Master."

“Master is here.”

Ruyi raised her eyes slightly: "…Entertainment Father."

Feng Rugu noticed his uneasiness hidden under the Junyan expression, and soon softened his heart: "The adoptive father is here too."

"Feng Ruyuan."

"Yes." Feng Rugu hooked his hands on the back of his neck, "...Kiss for a little longer?"

As if his cheeks turned red, his usual restraint made him suppress all the thoughts in his heart: "Yan Daojun is still here, so you can't do this."

Feng Rugu: "She went to decoct medicine."

"She makes me restrain myself."

Feng Rugu put his ears on and smiled, "I'll let you be presumptuous."

Ruyi said with a reserved attitude: "Then... everything will be listened to the adoptive father."

Feng Rugu grabbed his collar and whispered to him with a low smile: "...Be serious, dare you say you don't want it?"

If you don't say more.

The window will rise tomorrow, and the spots of light are cast on Feng Ruguru's lips.

Like a light, I held the light devoutly in my mouth.

Feng Ruguu said "huh" twice, then pushed him halfway, and teased him, "Don't you go and close the door?"

If you kissed me so hard that you could not be distracted, you grabbed a pillow near you and threw it, hitting the half-open door.

The door creaked and closed, as if shocked by the wind.

Yan Jiangnan heard the noise and looked at it. He thought it was the wind, so he focused on the hissing medicine furnace again.

The sparse bamboos outside the window were rustling like a harmonious sound.

When Yan Jiangnan turned back to the house, the house was peaceful, as if he had poured hot tea and fed him mouthfuls. Feng Rugu felt like he had no bones all over his body, and leaned into his arms with the bright light outside the window, looking through a note.

He also had the other same notes on hand.

Yan Jiangnan, as a doctor, felt distressed again and said angrily: "If you don't have a good rest, what idle books are you reading?"

Feng Rugu yelled and threw the notes back to Ruyi: "How can you do this? I haven't recovered yet, so let me read a book?"

For example: "…?

For example: "Sorry, adoptive father."

Ruyi's gentleness made Yan Jiangnan suddenly feel protected: "...You think I'm blind. Don't rely on others!"

Feng Rugu didn't say anything anymore, rubbed in Ruyi's arms, and blinked at him: Look, my junior sister is also protecting you.

When Feng Rugu watched like this, Ruyi's hearts became strangely soft.

The long eyelashes that looked like light feathers seemed to sweep across his heart, making him unable to help but bow his head and kiss Feng Rugu's right eye.

Yan Jiangnan was lowering his head to adjust Yao Wen, but he did not pay attention to the actions of the two.

Feng Rugu was stunned for a moment, and when he lowered his head, his heart felt warm until his eyes touched the handwriting scattered on the bed, and his heart was calmed down again.

...These are all left to him by Han Jing.

Feng Rugu wanted to take a closer look at what Han Jing did during the twelve years of separation.

In order to avoid people's eyes, Yan Jiangnan simply stayed here for a day and a night. When he left, it was already late at night.

She still remembered Thirty-four's instructions and needed to observe the surroundings before going out to avoid being caught by the disciples of the world.

However, when she confirmed that there was no one around, she came out, closed the hall gate, and turned around, she was still shocked by a figure who suddenly appeared and stood quietly in front of Yu Sheng Hall.
To be continued...