Chapter 23 You made me disgusted

Author: Sky Drive

In Feng Ran's cognition, just do the bed curtain, how can it be announced? How can He Feng be so disgusting? In addition, He Feng's breath was blown in his ears, and he suddenly felt the turbid air rushing up, his mouth opened, and he vomited out a "wow" sound, just spitting on the chests of the two of them tightly attached to each other!

No matter how He Yue humiliated him, Feng Ran forced himself to vomit in front of He Yue. He wanted to please He Yue and could not defeat He Yue's Xing. But what is He Feng? He can't beat him, and he can't disgust him?

He Feng didn't expect Feng Ran to vomit when he opened his mouth. He was so scared that he was so disgusting that he quickly let go and shook the dirt that Feng Ran vomited onto the ground, and asked, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

Feng Ran quickly shook off the dirt on his clothes. He was wearing a big sweater, and the hair was originally covered with some grease, so it didn't absorb water. After shaking off the dirt, he wiped the big hair on the outer layer with a hand towel, and it was basically clean. He threw away the towel, and Feng Ran said, "You made me disgusted!" Although his voice was low, he had an unconcealed tone of contempt.

He Feng was wearing a prince's clothing made of brocade. The material absorbed water. Although the dirt was shaken off, the stain had already soaked into the clothes. It was on his chest and then evaporated by He Feng's body temperature. The unpleasant smell penetrated into He Feng's nose. He Feng was so angry that he rushed up and grabbed Feng Ran's hand and walked straight to Feng Ran's house.

In fact, the men's servants in the courtyard were empty, only Feng Ran's room was lit with lights and braziers. The other rooms were pitch black. It was very easy to distinguish which room Feng Ran lived in.

After entering the door, He Feng tied the door back and threw Feng Ran onto the bed, and ordered coldly: "Stay, don't move."

Feng Ran was not threatened by He Feng. He Feng let go, and he jumped out of the bed and rushed out of the door. He Feng bullied himself and blocked Feng Ran in the door, moved his fingers like Feng Ran, lit Feng Ran's numb hole, hugged Feng Ran and threw it back to the bed again, and said with infinite regret: "I really don't want to click on your acupoints. You won't be able to move your legs. What else is there to be fun?"

He Feng took off his prince's robe and wiped his clothes with Fenglian's towel dipped in the water from the basin. He would wear this piece of clothing and go back. He didn't want to be soaked by the extremely unpleasant smell. After wiping a few handfuls of water, he felt better, so he put the clothes on the hanger. Some sewage was also stained on the middle clothes. He Feng took off directly and flipped it into Fenglian's wardrobe. After turning it over, his face sank: "You

How could there be so many of his clothes?" Or did He Yue put his clothes here in Feng Ran so that he could change them at any time when he came to rest? So, He Yue and Feng Ran had actually been ready for a long time? How could there be any saying that he had not succeeded yet? He really didn't believe that He Yue would give Feng Ran the purple cloud fur, which should be placed in Feng Ran's place for him to wear. So Feng Ran was wearing it secretly? But, this room is so simple and vulgar, how could He Yue lie down?

Feng Ran had a calm face and refused to answer.

He Feng didn't go over the top of his clothes and sat directly on Feng Ran's bed: "I will serve you with a wide dress first, and you will feel comfortable serving me. I will not treat you badly." As he said that, he wanted to remove Feng Ran's clothes.

Feng Ran pursed his lips and said nothing, his legs could not move, and his hands refused to block it. In the dispute with He Feng, he could not grasp the leather, so he grabbed the fur tightly, and only pulled the hair of the purple cloud fur, especially the sable, so that the strands of the strands fell straight away. Feng Ran didn't feel sorry for the purple cloud fur. He Feng felt sorry for the whole Suoyun Kingdom. There were only three purple cloud furs in the whole country! He had to go to Feng Ran's fingers, and he couldn't stand down. The sound of knocking on the door came from outside. Xiaoyuan shouted, "Young Master, you're back from the thermos, open the door."

Feng Ran shouted, "Escape!"

Xiaoyuan didn't react at all and asked in confusion: "Ah? What!"

He Feng had rushed out in an instant, and Xiao Yuan screamed and stopped. Then He Feng twisted two thermoses in.

"You killed him?"

He Feng stuffed the thermos into the bedding and held it on Feng Ran’s chest, asking him to warm his hands: “You care a lot about the servants.”

"You killed him?"

He Feng sat on the puddle and said, "I guess you are strange about why I went to the Prince's Mansion. I will tell you something, if you think it's worth it, Wang Ben told you something, you take off your clothes, how about it?" From now on, Feng Ran has been unable to fight with him. Feng Ran is weak, but he is weak because he has no internal strength in martial arts. But He Feng also soon realized that Feng Ran is an extremely strong person. If Feng Ran is unwilling, he will fight to the end. Maybe he can't fight even if he can't fight. Fish dies and fights, but what's the point of using strong? This kind of thing is still more interesting. He Feng is not unable to find a seldom woman. He Feng decided to change his strategy and want to collapse and subdue Feng Ran from his heart.

It was Feng Ran who thought it was worth it or not. Feng Ran had the final say or not. Feng Ran felt that it was not a loss, so he asked directly: "Did you kill him?"

He Feng went outside the house and carried Xiaoyuan in. Xiaoyuan was slumped on the ground as if he had no bones, and there was no blood on his body. Feng Ran probably had to be controlled by He Feng, so he was relieved. He Feng raised Xiaoyuan again and wanted to throw it out. Feng Ran said, "It's cold outside, let him be in the house." The blood flowed very slowly. If he was thrown outside the house for freezing night, he would definitely die.

He Feng laughed and leaned closer to Feng Ran and said, "When we can do it, let him watch?"

"There are so many rooms outside, just find a room."

"I can mention him to another room. Is this worth taking off your clothes?"

Feng Ran didn't say much, half-sitted up, took off the purple cloud fur that had been pulled off many of the hairs, and threw them at the corner of the bed.

He Feng came back and said, "Don't worry, I found him a room with a quilt, and it won't be cold." Then he asked, "Why don't you call for someone? Even if the Prince's Mansion is going to be disbanded, everyone will neglect their duties and act slack. As long as you call for someone, there will always be more than a dozen or twenty guards. I don't believe that the Prince's Mansion has no such manpower."

He Feng was telling the truth. Feng Ran never tried to call for help from beginning to end because he could not call for help.

"Because you dare not call someone!" He Feng said: "Because you are afraid of calling someone, you will find your friend named Zheng!" Even if Zheng Xiunian did not appear, if the male attendant courtyard became a place for the guards to patrol, it would be difficult for Zheng Xiunian to sneak in Wanwan again.

"You can rest assured that your friend is now recovering from my prince's house."
Chapter completed!