His eyes were wandering and his energy was like a gossamer.

Li Fengqi put down his trousers, laughed, turned the wheelchair and approached him, his eyes flickering darkly: "Does the eldest master really understand?"

As he approached step by step, Ye Yunting subconsciously took a step back, his lips pursed and he was speechless.

His eyelashes trembled, his heart beat like a drum, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a moment. Of course he understood what Li Fengqi meant. What he didn't understand was just his own mind.

"If the eldest son doesn't understand, I don't mind telling you to understand better." Li Fengqi laughed softly again, his voice was deep and hoarse, with a certain sense of oppression that could not be ignored. Ye Yunting was caught by him without reacting for a moment.

Stopped.

He curled up his fingers helplessly, but Li Fengqi pried them open one by one, and then placed them against his chest.

First there was a warm chest, and then there was a strong beating heart. Ye Yunting seemed to be burned and wanted to retract his hand, but he held him tightly and could not move.

Li Fengqi's eyes were firmly locked on him. Although in his original idea, he shouldn't have made it clear so quickly, but since he accidentally broke the window paper today, he didn't intend to hide it anymore. He accepted

He tightened his strength and let him feel his own heartbeat: "Here, it beats for you. I...love you." His voice was a little dry, as if it had been burned by fire, and the words he spoke were filled with scalding heat: "Big

Where is the young master? Do you have any crush on me?"

"I, I..." Ye Yunting was shocked by his straightforward confession. He opened and closed his lips several times, wanting to refuse, but looking at his eyes filled with serious expectations, he couldn't say the words of refusal.

.

My heartbeat was so fast that it was about to jump out of my throat, and my mind was in a state of chaos.

He looked at Li Fengqi blankly, and finally pursed his lips and said: "I, I don't know..."

Over the years, he has read many love-hate entanglements in books, but when it comes to love, he himself is unfamiliar and timid.

Li Fengqi seemed to see through his subconscious evasion and cowardice. He laughed, but was not too disappointed. He slowly let go of his wrist and whispered: "But you didn't refuse, right?"

Judging from Ye Yunting's temperament, he has always been clear-minded and transparent. If he doesn't like something, he will refuse it directly instead of saying "I don't know."

Saying he doesn't know means he hesitates.

They still have a long time, and he is willing to spend time teaching him to see his own mind clearly.

"..."

The questions he asked were more difficult than the last. Ye Yunting didn't know how to answer, so he just silently retracted his hand and carried the one he had grasped behind his back.

Li Fengqi didn't know what he was thinking and didn't speak anymore. Ye Yunting didn't know what to say and even breathed lightly.

The atmosphere gradually became silent. Ye Yunting was still worried about his legs. He subconsciously looked at his legs, but saw that the scarlet blood started to stain the white pants red at some point.

He exclaimed: "Your legs!"

After saying that, he squatted down to check in a panic. When he touched it with his fingers, he felt it was wet and sticky. He suddenly felt frightened and had no idea how to deal with it. He stood up in a hurry: "I'm going to call the doctor."

But before he could stand up, Li Fengqi pinched the back of his neck.

His body stiffened and he maintained a half-crouched posture, looking up at Li Fengqi.

Li Fengqi also looked at him. His right hand covered the back of his neck, feeling the smooth skin there and the small and soft hair on the skin. He couldn't help but rub it gently with his fingers, and he could feel the softness in front of him.

The reaction of people becoming more and more rigid.

Like a stupid rabbit who doesn't know how to react after being caught by a hunter and can only let it happen.

His eyes became darker and darker, and in the depths of the darkness, another ball of fire burned.

"It's okay." He said hoarsely.

Then, as Ye Yunting's eyes gradually widened, his palm pressed against his neck and slowly approached, planting a hot kiss on his lips.

A kiss that was barely tasted but was as hot as a brand.

Li Fengqi bit his lower lip gently, then let go without hesitation, and smiled at him: "The eldest son's kiss can relieve all pain." After saying this, he licked his lips with a hint of eroticism.

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Ye Yunting's cheeks were red, and even his neck was blushing. He broke away from Li Fengqi in embarrassment and stared at him, unable to even utter a single word: "You, you..."

He wanted to curse a few times, but he had never cursed anyone before and lacked vocabulary.

His face turned redder with anger.

Li Fengqi looked at him with a smile and took the initiative to answer: "I am frivolous and dirty. What else do you want to scold?"

Ye Yunting: "..."

Scoundrel!

His dark eyes were wet with anger, and there was also a hint of shyness and anger.

In short, there is no disgust or disgust.

Li Fengqi's smile grew brighter, but his expression suddenly changed again, his eyebrows tightened, and he took a breath.

His mood changed so quickly that Ye Yunting was stunned for a moment, a little worried, but more afraid that he would do his same thing again. He glanced at his legs and cautiously did not get closer: "What's wrong?"

Seeing his reaction, Li Fengqi snorted softly from his nose and said with difficulty: "Does the eldest master not even want to care about my life or death?"

"..." Ye Yunting stared, scolding him in his mind for talking nonsense.

This person has a habit of confusing right and wrong.

It must be that the shock tonight was too great, and the expression on Ye Yunting's face was very rich. Li Fengqi glanced at it and knew that he must be scolding himself in his heart. He endured the pain and laughed: "Master, please give me a clean one again."

Here comes the knife." After saying that, he turned the wheelchair by himself, returned to the desk, lifted up the untouched leg and placed it on the low stool.

Ye Yunting brought a clean cloth and a knife over, and saw that the bulging veins on his legs became more and more terrifying, bulging as if they would burst in the next moment.

He heated the knife on the candle flame, then rolled up the cloth and handed it to his mouth.

Li Fengqi took the knife but not the cloth. He glanced at Ye Yunting and said hoarsely: "With the eldest son here, there is no need for this thing. You talk to me."

After saying this, he raised the knife and dropped it.

Ye Yunting was so frightened that he didn't dare to look away. He was really worried and asked, "You really don't need to see a doctor?"

"Just let out the poisonous blood inside. The doctor's sword skills may not be as good as mine." Li Fengqi took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on the wound, his hands were steady, but his tone was not very serious: "Young Master can't trust me.

?”

"..."

Ye Yunting thought to himself, who would dare to believe such a wild guy like you?

He didn't answer, but Li Fengqi didn't let him go. After draining the blood from his veins, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He took a breath and started tossing Ye Yunting again: "Master, can you wipe my sweat for me?"

"..." Knowing that his intentions were impure, Ye Yunting could only purse his lips and take the cloth, and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead for him.

Li Fengqi raised his face and waited for him to finish wiping it, then went to apply medicine and bandage on the wound, but he didn't stop talking: "Young Master, don't worry too much, the injuries you get on the battlefield are much more serious than this."

"..."

Ye Yunting couldn't stand him talking to himself, so he retorted with a straight face: "I don't feel bad."

"Oh." Li Fengqi raised his eyes, with a little smile in his eyes: "What you say is not what you mean."

Ye Yunting: "..."

He discovered that after breaking the window paper, Li Fengqi no longer had any shame.

Why didn't you know that King Yong'an was so shameless before?

Li Fengqi took care of the leg injury with a deep look, threw the bloody cloth and knife into the copper basin, washed his hands again, and then let out a long breath. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ye Yunting looking at his leg with a worried look on his face.

When he raised his eyes to look, he saw that Ye Yunting had moved his eyes to other places.

There is still scarlet color that has not faded on the tips of the ears and neck.

He twirled his fingers and recalled the smooth feeling. He leaned back in the chair and said in a weak tone: "I'm a little weak, so I have to trouble the eldest son to send me back. We'll take care of it here at the fifth watch."

Ye Yunting looked at him with suspicion, but he couldn't tell whether he was really weak or just pretending. In the end, seeing that he had just been poisoned, he pushed him out.

They were already waiting outside at five o'clock, and when they passed by, they exchanged glances with Li Fengqi.

Very proud.

Look, he did it right. Doesn’t this mean that the couple has returned to the house?!

He went to the study to pack the things inside.

Li Fengqi and Ye Yunting returned to the room.

Ye Yunting pushed him to the bed and waited for him to get on the bed. Although Li Fengqi had trouble with his legs, he had excellent arm strength. He could usually get on the bed by holding on to the edge. But today he could not sit still.

A look on his face like "I'm so weak, I can't move."

He was obviously waiting for Ye Yunting to hug him.

Ye Yunting didn't want to move. The feeling of the kiss just now hadn't dissipated yet, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

The two were in a stalemate. Li Fengqi was lying in the wheelchair. Not only did he not move, he also made uncomfortable groans from time to time.

In the end, Ye Yunting couldn't defeat him, so he picked him up softly and put him on the couch.

Li Fengqi looked at him with a smile and said, "I'm bothering the eldest son again."

Ye Yunting couldn't help but get angry: "The prince is not afraid of being tall or majestic now?" He was using Li Fengqi's previous words to stab him.

"That's natural." Li Fengqi said confidently: "What does asking your princess to hug you have to do with not being tall and stalwart? It can only show that you have a good relationship."

Ye Yunting:......

Absolutely shameless!

But he couldn't do anything about the scoundrel. He stared at Li Fengqi for a long time, took off his robe, shoes and socks, crawled inside and lay down with his back to him, and fell asleep.

Li Fengqi also turned over and stared at the back of his head: "What I said today is from the bottom of my heart. Sir, think about it carefully. There is no need to rush to give me an answer. I have the patience to wait."

Ye Yunting took a breath, was silent for a moment, buried his face in the quilt, and said in a low voice: "I will consider it."
Chapter completed!