He thinks it's good to look at people. At the beginning, he thought that grandfather Yun really loved little feather, so he would deliberately approach grandfather Yun. If he didn't really love little feather, he wouldn't win him over at the beginning.

It seems that her grandfather's love for her today is heavy and uncertain.

However, he will certainly solve this matter for her.

The palm of long Zixuan's hand gently patted her, as if to coax the baby to sleep, the action was unspeakably gentle.

*

the night passed.

The next day.

Fengyu wakes up in longzixuan's arms. She sleeps alone for several days, so there is one more person around her. She thinks she is dreaming.

On the waist an arm, tightly hugs her, lets her move not to be able to move, the phoenix feather also does not have the strength to struggle, raises the head, sees a piece of extremely gorgeous demon's sleeping face.

His long hair is slightly disordered, his eyes are closed, the pattern in the center of his eyebrows is dim, and his red lips are gently pursed. I don't know how charming his sleeping face is.

The sound of his breath was even and light. Fengyu gently hooked her lips and hid her head in his arms. Then, she felt that a big palm touched her head, which was very gentle.

She could not help but raised her head, but saw that his eyes were still closed, and there was no sign of waking up. However, the big palm was still on her head.

Fengyu brow moved, can't help but stretch out thin fingers gently poke his hard as iron chest, wake up dry voice low ring up, "you wake up?"

"Well."

Hoarse low soft monosyllabic in the ear, his fingers have climbed on her face, the action of gently stroking, make her itchy.

"Now that we wake up, let's get up. I'm hungry."

Feng Yu's head moved and dodged his fingers. I really don't know how to say this man's eccentricity. She always likes to trample her face.

Although her skin is a little smoother and more delicate, she doesn't feel so good that people want to trample her when they see her, does she?

Why is this man addicted?

"Good."

His fingers suddenly clasped her face, thin lips pressed down very quickly, suppressed her overbearing plunder, Fengyu had no time to react, then was kissed seven meat and eight vegetable, head dizzy.

Until she felt that she was about to be unable to breathe, the man on her body let her go and sat up gracefully from the bed, with a pair of charming eyes looking at her tenderly.

Feng Yu is lying on the bed, panting. Her red and swollen lips are slightly open, stained with a layer of crystal clear and moist water.

Long Zixuan looked at her, a pair of eyes could not help but dark down.

Aware of his eyes but to cross the danger, Feng feather busy from the bed to sit up, voice eagerly said, "I'm so hungry, let's go."

Looking at her eager action, long Zixuan's lips gently hook up. It seems that he really scared her. It's really Should not.

He stooped to pick up his boots and put them on slowly. Then, he habitually picked up Fengyu's shoes, grabbed her small and round feet and put them on.

"Let's go."

He helped her out of bed, put his arm around her waist and walked towards the door.

Creak

The door of the mahogany room was gently pushed open, and the cool sunlight immediately came in. Fengyu subconsciously closed her eyes. Outside, the air in the morning was so fresh that she came face to face. Fengyu took a deep breath.

"Lord, little Lord, good morning."

Hearing the sound of opening the door, Chixiao and ChiYan, who were standing at the door, immediately turned around and came forward to respectfully say hello. Long Zixuan's eyes looked at them, a faint hum.

Feng Yu Mou son moved to move, labial horn hook up, "Chixiao early, ChiYan early, right, my elder brother got up?"

ChiYan nodded and said, "back to the little Lord, young master Yun has been up for a long time. Now he is practicing in the garden."

"Oh, I know," Feng Yu turned to look at long Zixuan and said, "master Zi, let's go to my brother."

Long Zixuan narrowed his eyes and said unhappily, "aren't you hungry? Let's have a meal first. As for young master Yun, let ChiYan invite him. "

Feng Yu always thinks that since she is with him, this guy is more and more reluctant to see his brother. How can this be? He has to like his brother very much.

She shook her head and insisted, "I'm hungry, but I can still persist at this time. Master Zi, let's go. Let's go to my brother first."

With these words, regardless of whether long Zixuan agreed or not, he took him to the direction of the garden. Of course, long Zixuan did not dare to let her use too much strength, so he had to follow him reluctantly.

After he two walked for a long time, Chixiao shook his head and sighed with glee, "the Lord is really eaten to death by the little Lord. If it goes on like this, the Lord will lose more and more status."

The red flame coolly looked at him one eye, impolitely said, "the Lord no longer has the status also to have the status many than you, you have the time to worry for the Lord, might as well think for oneself."It's really a big heart to be the servant's life but the master's heart.

Chixiao wrongly stares at ChiYan, and then sees that ChiYan looks at him with disgust on his face. He hums unhappily and immediately cuts off all the ideas of continuing to talk with him.

*

Feng Yu takes long Zixuan and walks along the gravel path in the mansion, bypassing the rockery. From a distance, he sees Yun Yixuan sitting in the garden with a gray Futon under his leg.

He closed his eyes and put his palms on his knees. There was a great spiritual power flowing around him.

In the early morning breeze, his long ink hair swayed behind him. If outsiders could see it, they would not know how many women he would dump.

Fengyu can't help but stop, a pair of eyes quietly looking at him.

Long Zixuan turned to look at her delicate and pretty side face. The face of the absolutely gorgeous demon unconsciously sank down. He grabbed her hand and made a little effort. His voice was not happy and said, "this seat is more beautiful than him."

Feng Yu turned his head and looked at him. His eyes blinked subconsciously. But soon, the corners of her lips were deeply hooked up and said, "yes, you two are as good-looking."

She has never thought that the original man will have the idea of fighting for Fang Douyan, it seems that she really does not know enough about men.

Zilongxuan

He stretched his gorgeous face, biting his teeth, and repeated in a low voice, "this seat is more beautiful than him."

In terms of beauty, which man can match him in the nine days and ten places of the whole Saint Laurent continent?

The little girl's eyes were drawn. She thought he was as good-looking as Yun Yixuan. In his opinion, Yun Yixuan was just like Bei Mingchen and Ling Xiuyue. Compared with him, that was a big difference.