novelones Chapter 21 Feng Xun is Perverted
Chapter 21 Feng Xun is Perverted
"Feng Xun, Feng Xun?"
"Ah, what's wrong?"
"I should ask you this question. What's the matter with you? You've been giggling since just now, and you've lost your mind."
Nangong Duan approached Feng Xun suspiciously, and instinctively told him that there was something wrong.
"Smile so happily, what good happened?"
Feng Xun was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then smiled even more happily, "It's nothing, I just thought of something fun."
"...Feng Xun, look at me." Nangong Duan straightened his face, and when Feng Xun looked over, he said, "Do I look easy to deceive?"
"Quickly tell the truth."
Nangong Duan got closer, he was full of curiosity now, what could make his good friend laugh like this.
You must know that although Feng Xun is always smiling, it is a gentle and polite smile, how can he smile like he is now full of peach blossoms.
Wait, full of peach blossoms?
Nangong Duan opened his mouth wide, slowly met Shang Feng Xun's eyes, pointed a finger at him, and tremblingly said, "You can't...you have already dealt with Xiaoyou, right? Beast!"
Feng Xun's face turned red all of a sudden, "Nangong, don't talk nonsense, I don't have that kind of relationship with Wuyou."
Only then did Nangong Duan heaved a sigh of relief, "I was scared to death, I thought you would strike so fast..."
As soon as he breathed down, another breath came up in a blink of an eye, "Return, you say repay! Are you really going to attack Xiaoyou?!"
Nangong Duan quickly reasoned in his heart.
First of all, there is a high probability that his friend realized what he was thinking on the day he went to Guiwudian.
Then, Feng Xun ran away in a hurry, it can be seen that he had some scruples in his heart at that time, or it was not acceptable.
In the end...how did it become like this? What key plot did he miss?
This pair of master and apprentice is really unpredictable.
Feng Xun coughed lightly, restraining his emotions, "Nangong, you think too much."
"..." Is it because I think too much or you do too much, do you have no idea in your heart.
Nangong Duan refused, obviously he was the one holding the red thread, but in the end he was kept in the dark, and no news was revealed to him.
"You must have something happened with Xiaoyou, tell me quickly, or I will let everyone know that you have someone you like."
"It's really nothing." Feng Xun smiled and changed the topic, "Didn't you ask me to check the preparations for the competition? Go on, tomorrow is the conference."
Out of selfishness, Feng Xun didn't want anyone else to know what happened that day, as long as he remembered it himself.
"I really forget friends after seeing sex." Nangong Duan rolled his eyes, why didn't he know that Feng Xun had this latent quality before.
Feng Xun flipped through the notepad in his hand, but he was thinking about the past few days with Mo Wuyou.
Recalling a certain episode, he touched the right half of his face.
Worry-free is so cute.
Feng Xun laughed softly after thinking about it.
Heh, you didn't tell me the process, yet you dared to laugh in front of me.Nangong Duan pouted and sat a little further away.Fa, Chun men are really scary, and men who have been single for many years, Fa, Chun is even more scary.
Martial arts training ground
"Brother Mo, there will be a competition tomorrow, why are you coming down now?" Luo Yan asked strangely with the pastry Mo Wuyou gave him in his mouth.
"I'm tired from practicing these days, so come down and relax."
"You didn't look for Xianjun Feng, but came down to look for me instead?" Luo Yan couldn't believe it, "Brother Mo, can it be that my position in your heart is comparable to that of Xianjun Feng?"
Mo Wuyou was at a loss for words for a moment, and glanced at Luo Yan who was dumbfounded and excited, and couldn't bear to hit him.
But this time it really made him guess half right.
I came down to look for Feng Xun just to avoid staying with Feng Xun.In a sense, it really replaced Feng Xun's position.
As for why he doesn't want to stay with Feng Xun, there is a long reason to say.
The first day after the misunderstanding was resolved
"Worriless, the weather is fine today, master will teach you how to practice swords."
"it is good."
Mo Wuyou walked over with the sword in hand, and Feng Xun also showed him the sword.
"Remember?"
Mo Wuyou nodded, walked to the place where Feng Xun was standing before and danced the sword pose again.
Thinking that there should be no difference, but in the next second Feng Xun held his two hands from behind.
Feng Xun lowered his head slightly, and exhaled hot breath into Mo Wuyou's ear, "Wuyou, your opening hand is wrong, you should raise your hand higher."
After finishing speaking, he took Mo Wuyou's hand and raised it, leading Mo Wuyou to do the opening gesture again.
During this period, Mo Wuyou's back kept rubbing against Feng Xun's chest, even through several layers of clothing, the warm temperature was still transmitted.
Mo Wuyou was not used to being in such a passive posture, and tried to get out of Feng Xun's arms quietly several times, but all ended in failure.
"Master, I remember." You can let me go now!
Feng Xun let go of his hand, smiled and rubbed Mo Wuyou's head, "Wuyou is really smart."
In fact, if you don't pull me to do it, I will be smarter.
The fourth day after the misunderstanding was resolved
Mo Wuyou was hiding in his room eating stinky tofu when Feng Xun's voice suddenly came from outside.
He was so scared that he slapped the stinky tofu on 520's head.
"Host..." The humanoid 520 looked at Mo Wuyou aggrievedly, although it is an advanced system, it will not cause malfunctions due to residues.
But it will stink, not to mention stinky tofu, a food with great lethality.
"Stop talking nonsense, put your things away quickly, and let's see how you explain it when Feng Xun finds out."
Isn't it you who want to explain, it can't even show its face, what to explain.
Mo Wuyou quickly opened the window and sprayed some air freshener.Then he rinsed his mouth and washed his face.Make sure the smell is covered before opening the door.
"Wuyou, what's your smell?" Feng Xun smelled a scent as soon as he entered, which was a bit strange.
"Oh, this." Mo Wuyou pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and he opened his mouth with a reason, "I just took a shower, it might be the smell of saponins."
Feng Xun was taken aback when he heard the words, and then his face turned red.Seeing that there was still a drop of water hanging on the tip of Mo Wuyou's nose, he couldn't help but reach out and gently scrape it off.
Mo Wuyou shrugged his nose, Feng Xun's actions made him itchy, and he felt like sneezing.
"Master, what's the matter with me?"
"It's that disciple named Luo Yan who came to look for you, and he's at the entrance of the hall now." Feng Xun quietly twirled his fingers and replied.
Thank you Luo Yan, I didn't hurt you in vain.
Mo Wuyou praised Luo Yan in his heart, he came too timely, and he was worried that he didn't know how to deal with Feng Xun.
"Then master, I will go there first."
"it is good."
Seeing Mo Wuyou run away, Feng Xun blinked, "When did Wuyou become so happy to hear that disciple came?"
No.13 days after the misunderstanding was resolved
Mo Wuyou decided to practice calligraphy, making writing a solo homework, so Feng Xun would never come to him.
When Feng Xun walked out of the room, he saw Mo Wuyou crouching in front of the desk, writing vigorously, copying verses.
Feng Xun didn't make a sound to disturb, but just stood quietly watching Mo Wuyou write.
Mo Wuyou didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but then he realized something was wrong.You don't read the words to see what I do, there are words on my face?
It made him even wipe his face, thinking that he didn't know when it was stained with ink.
Seeing Mo Wuyou's action, Feng Xun smiled, walked over and bent down to pick up the pen, and filled in the second half of Mo Wuyou's unfinished poem.
The red bean is born in the southern country, and a few sprigs come out in spring.
May Jun pick more, this thing is the most acacia.
Mo Wuyou's words come out in rhyme, and there is a sharpness at the end of each word.And Feng Xun's handwriting is juanxiu, and the gentleness and gentleness of the writer can be seen at every turn.
Such two lines of fonts with completely different styles lined up together, there is no sense of abruptness, but unexpectedly harmonious.
Feng Xun put down his pen, looked at the page for a while, and smiled, "Why did Wuyou think about practicing calligraphy today?"
because I want to be alone
Mo Wuyou suppressed the complaints in his heart, raised his head and smiled at Feng Xun, "I remembered that I haven't practiced calligraphy for a long time, and I just have time today, so I practiced. Do you want to come together, master?"
Mo Wuyou swears that his original intention was just to play it off, and he definitely didn't really want Feng Xun to come with him.
But Feng Xun responded, and sat down on the seat next to Mo Wuyou. Seeing Mo Wuyou's posture holding the pen, he said in a nostalgic tone, "Wuyou still holds the pen like this."
When most people write with a brush, the little finger is not in contact with the pen holder, and only when it is necessary to push downward will it play a supporting role.But Mo Wuyou's little finger was always tightly attached to the pen holder.
Back then Feng Xun put in a lot of effort to correct this grip, but Mo Wuyou just couldn't change it.It was hard to let the little finger hang in the air, but it went back after a while, and then Feng Xun couldn't help it, so he obeyed him.
What Mo Wuyou said at the time was that it didn't affect writing anyway, and the posture didn't matter.
Feng Xun leaned over suddenly, held Mo Wuyou's hand that was holding the pen, and slowly wrote, stroke by stroke.
"Do you still remember, worry-free, that's how your master taught you to write when you were young."
The back of his hand covered the other hand, and the familiar breath rushed over his face, and Mo Wuyou was dazed for a moment.
Subconsciously, she turned her head to look at Feng Xun, her lips brushed against the right side of Feng Xun's face.
Immediately, the movements of the two people stopped in unison.
Mo Wuyou was the first to react, and a jerk bounced off the stool.
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's hard for Feng Xun to believe that he has no interest in him, but now he comes out like this.
Is today the day for his punishment?
Mo Wuyou couldn't help thinking, what kind of posture should be used to make the other party kiss on the mouth without resisting.
Feng Xun caressed the place where Mo Wuyou's lips rubbed against him, and although he was dazed, his face was warm, but his heart was sweet, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.
Seeing Mo Wuyou's nervous look, I liked it more and more.
"Master, I didn't do it on purpose, you trust me!" Mo Wuyou thought for a long time but couldn't think of any way to make him retreat after kissing Feng Xun forcefully, so he could only apologize first.
As long as he is sincere, there is still hope for a clear explanation.
Feng Xun suddenly laughed, "What is Wuyou doing? When did Master say you were angry?"
"Ah?" Mo Wuyou raised his head to look at Feng Xun, and he was relieved to find that Feng Xun was really not angry at all.
"I saw Master not talking just now, and thought Master was unhappy."
It's good not to be angry, it seems that what he said before is still very effective, Mo Wuyou secretly patted his chest.
Finally, he didn't have to be kicked out of the sect for molesting his master.
Feng Xun smiled and waved, signaling Mo Wuyou to go back, "Why is Wuyou so nervous in front of Master, Master has never been angry with Wuyou, right?"
What can Mo Wuyou say, he can't say that you were born in a previous life, so I am afraid of you in this life.
I can only change the subject, "I just didn't respond for a while...Master, let's continue practicing calligraphy."
Pulled from the memory, Mo Wuyou suddenly felt very tired, he really wanted to be a dead fish.
The kind that can't even turn over.
The author has something to say: Mo Xiaoyou: I want to be a dead fish, I really want to be a dead fish.
Master: Then I will be the pot