Try to rebel today

Feng Jiang woke up, and his consciousness was very clear as soon as he woke up. He seemed very happy to see Zhou Yao who was in good shape. The corners of his mouth were raised and his eyes were smiling, as if he didn't know the pain at all.

For some reason, he was not injured, and Feng Jiang was in a particularly miserable situation. At this moment, Zhou Yao still felt very wronged. Not only did he not stop crying, but even more so.

"You... you're hurt..."

He endured it so hard that he didn't whimper, sobbing, his eyes were red, and Feng Jiang's heart was about to break.

Feng Jiang raised the intact one, held Zhou Yao's left hand before, and wrapped his arms around Zhou Yao's waist. His voice was lazily teasing as always: "Little crying bag, you will act like a baby."

"How can I act like a baby!" Zhou Yao was very unconvinced, "You still act like a hero, you almost fell to your death, do you know that!"

Feng Jiang's eyes were full of Zhou Yao, and he couldn't stop his affection: "I am willing to die for you."

Zhou Yao was angry: "You still say!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, okay? I shouldn't be a hero, I should save you well. If you don't die, I won't die either. Let's all live well, okay?" Feng Jiang coaxed Zhou Yao patiently.

Zhou Yao also knew that he was not well, but facing Feng Jiang, he really couldn't get up, and wanted to cry... so he did.

And what did Feng Jiang himself say, that he can live a little more freely, laugh when he wants to, cry when he wants to.

Fortunately, Feng Jiang woke up and seemed to be in good spirits.

Zhou Yao stopped crying slowly, continued to bandage Feng Jiang's wound, and ordered fiercely: "Don't move!"

Feng Jiang looked at his tightly wrapped, fat right hand like a pig's trotter, then looked at Zhou Yao's movements, and licked the corner of his lower lip: "If you wrap it like this again, you will run out of clothes."

Zhou Yao followed Feng Jiang's gaze, and immediately put his legs together, his ears turned red: "Where are you looking!"

Feng Jiang smiled mischievously: "Baby... I'm a man."

It has nothing to do with being a man!

Seeing Feng Jiang's meaningful eyes, Zhou Yao finally understood what it meant!

Men are all full-blooded, lower body animals, the person you like is in front of you, or you are alone, how can you not think in that direction?

Zhou Yao suddenly became angry, and patted Feng Jiang's shoulder 'hardly': "You are injured!"

Feng Jiang seemed to have misunderstood again, his eyes were flying, like eyeballs flying out: "Then the injury is healed? Huh?"

Zhou Yao: ...

This hooligan did it on purpose!

He snorted, decided to apply the medicine and bandage quietly, and ignored the rascal.

Feng Jiangxu was still feeling uncomfortable, so he no longer affected him, but just watched quietly.

But when Zhou Yao finished handling the outside and was going to unseal Jiang's clothes to see if there was any injury inside, Feng Jiang stretched out his left hand and held down his hand.

Zhou Yao: ...?

Feng Jiang licked his slightly dry lips, and grinned: "This is impossible."

Zhou Yao squinted his eyes, with a calm expression of "Let's see what else you can do".

"Little crying bag, I'm not an ordinary person. My family's education is very strict, and I have to be responsible when I look at my body."

The corners of Zhou Yao's eyes twitched, are you a girl with yellow flowers!

But in an instant, he calmed down, and even had a smile on his face: "Okay, I, take, take responsibility."

He lowered his head and continued to untie it, but Feng Jiang still pressed his hand and didn't move.

Zhou Yao narrowed his eyes: "What? Not happy?"

"In addition to tutoring, there is another point. My future daughter-in-law is stingy and doesn't want others to see my body." Feng Jiang narrowed his eyes and smiled like a wolf with a big tail. "I also love my daughter-in-law very much, so Just listen to him."

It's almost time to say, Zhou Yao, are you my wife?Only when you say yes can you touch it!

Zhou Yao's reply was——

He directly twisted the tender meat on the inside of Feng Jiang's arm.

"It's all like this, and you still want to take advantage of it, huh?"

Feng Jiang is also a mortal body, how can he not be in pain?

Grinning his teeth, he pointed to his own mouth: "Then you kiss me, kiss me once, and I promise you anything!"

"If you don't kiss me, you have to agree!"

Zhou Yao was very angry, and with a "呵啦", he tore off Feng Jiang's skirt——

With just one glance, he understood why Feng Jiang was obedient at first and allowed him to take the medicine, but suddenly didn't want him to take off his clothes.

When he woke up, he was still lying down, even hugging him with his hands, he was lying down, and he didn't get up.

The clothes on Feng Jiang's chest were not torn, and there was no trauma or blood. It seemed normal, but when the clothes were removed, his chest was bruised and purple, which was very frightening.

There is no external injury, but the internal injury is very strong.

Judging from this posture, it must have been subjected to a strong impact. I don't know if there is any congestion inside. The gallbladder, sternum, or ribs are not broken, but they are probably also cracked.

From this injury, one could know that Feng Jiang had risked his life to save him.

Zhou Yao's eyes were red again, and tears began to gather.

Feng Jiang clicked his tongue, and quickly took the clothes with his left hand to cover his body: "You still refuse to kiss me after I'm like this, you must not like me and don't want to spend the rest of your life with me."

Zhou Yao was about to be laughed at by him: "When are you still thinking about this?"

"It's not ashamed to think about what's wrong with this."

The corners of Feng Jiang's eyes shattered, and he stretched out his left hand to hook Zhou Yao's neck, hugged him forward, and kissed him on the lips.

Zhou Yao subconsciously wanted to struggle, but remembered Feng Jiang's injury...

He was afraid of hurting Feng Jiang, so he didn't dare to move.

So Feng Jiang kissed him hard.

Really ruthless.

The joy of surviving after the catastrophe, the surprise of reunion after parting, and the dissatisfaction with Zhou Yao's dangerous situation, all kinds of emotions were vented crazily. Feng Jiang grabbed the back of Zhou Yao's head and kissed him all over the place, his face flushed red , my waist is sore and my legs are weak, I almost can't breathe...

Zhou Yao was struggling at first, worried about Feng Jiang's injury, but later thought that Feng Jiang himself was not afraid, so he would be punished if he made him angry by such nonsense!

He used his tongue to wrap around Feng Jiang, very proactive.

Sure enough, Feng Jiang's breathing became stagnant when hooked, and his breath became heavier.

He was immediately ready to quit.

It's a pity that he forgot the power difference between the two, he wanted to retreat, but he couldn't!

At the bottom of the cliff, beside the big river, under the bright sun and the warm breeze, the two kissed for a long time.

When they parted, they were short of breath, and Feng Jiang was... hard.

The scene was very embarrassing.

Of course, Zhou Yao was the only one who was embarrassed, and Feng Jiang put on a serious face, and pointed at that place: "Men are like this."

Zhou Yao gave him a hard look.

That's because you are shameless, others are not like this!

Even if it was hard...he wouldn't say it out loud like this.

Zhou Yao diverted his attention and looked at Feng Jiang's chest again, and the circles of his eyes began to turn red again.

Feng Jiang sighed, and finally turned his attention away, why did he focus on it again?

He had no choice but to continue, licking the corners of his lips, as if it was not enough, teasing Zhou Yao in a low voice: "It's not a serious injury, after taking the medicine, it will be fine in two days, but it's just that I can't move now. Go find some A wooden stick, come and fix the man for you?"

Zhou Yao blushed again.

He gave Feng Jiang a hard look, stood up, turned around and left.

It feels a little strange, as soon as I meet Feng Jiang, I become less like myself, rationality, previous persistence, etc., seem to be blown away by the wind, crying, acting like a baby, hitting whenever I want, and being intimate with Feng Jiang very immersed...

He doesn't seem like that.

Is he a prince, or a proton, should he be steady, proud, intelligent, strategizing, or bitter and bitter?

It shouldn't be like this anyway.

But...he couldn't seem to control himself.

It wasn't until Zhou Yao's back disappeared that Feng Jiang whistled: "Mu Yun, why didn't you make a sound just now?"

The black eagle moved over bit by bit, and responded with a casual call.

The owner is unreliable, it is free-range, and it is only called when it is needed. It is also, usually outside, and it will go to the owner when it wants to change its taste and eat delicious food.The relationship between one master and one pet should be deep, and you can’t leave without it. You have to be together all the time.

Feng Jiang was dizzy, and Hei Ying was very anxious, but Feng Jiang was awake, in good spirits, and would tease people and kiss little beautiful boys, so why worry?

Hei Ying raised his neck proudly, and stepped on Feng Jiang casually with his claws.

I didn't fly away directly, I'm already doing you a lot of face!

Feng Jiang touched Hei Ying's head.

The boss of Black Eagle didn't want to, and couldn't avoid the big palm-like hand, so he simply pecked Feng Jiang's hand twice.

Thanks to it remembering that human beings are very fragile, you have to control your strength, otherwise Feng Jiang's hand, like the other hand, would have a blood hole, the blood gushed into a river, and then Zhou Yao wrapped it into a pig's trotter.

"Hahaha--"

Feng Jiang didn't mind at all, the more Hei Ying disliked him, the more he got motivated, and took advantage of the situation to touch him a few times.

The black eagle was very angry, and decided not to talk to the master anymore, let out a long cry angrily, and flew away with flapping wings.

Zhou Yao didn't see the black eagle when he came back, so he asked, "Where's the bird?"

Feng Jiang's eyes flickered: "What kind of bird?"

Zhou Yao didn't notice it, his eyes were still looking around: "Your bird."

"My bird..." Feng Jiang smiled meaningfully: "Do you want to see it?"

Zhou Yao turned around and realized that this hooligan was playing tricks again!

As the prince of the big Tuesday, he was born aloft, Zhou Yao said that he would not be bullied like this all the time, and he would be sorry for having seen the world in two lifetimes if he didn't go back to the past!

He stretched his long eyebrows, curved his lips into a smile, and the slightly upturned corners of his eyes outlined the obvious romance: "I, not only want to see, but also want to pinch and play with it, and then let it fly—"

While talking, he made a kneading motion with his hand and threw it into the sky: "Let it soar in the air."

There was a special coldness in the voice, as if he was about to implement it in the next second, cutting off Feng Jiang's restless thing and throwing it to the dog.

Feng Jiang's expression became even more turbulent, he opened his arms, and posed in a big font of 'Let's pick and choose': "Come on baby, I can't wait to go to heaven!"

Zhou Yao: ...

Sure enough, some things require talent, such as hooliganism, such as shamelessness, he probably won't be able to keep up with the person in front of him in a few lifetimes.

Knowing that he couldn't compare, Zhou Yao also calmed down. Ren Fengjiang played all kinds of lip service, but he just ignored it.

"Oh~~~ I still have to use a stick to love others~~~"

Unexpectedly, the more he ignored Feng Jiang, the more he let Feng Jiang fly, his voice rippling...

Zhou Yao's hands shook, and when he tied the wooden stick to Feng Jiang's body, he accidentally lost his strength.

"Ow—"

No matter how powerful a man is, he can't stand this, Feng Jiang shouted, his face turned pale: "Yaoyao, do you want to murder your husband?"

Zhou Yao: ...

Sure enough, it was still easy to start.

After Zhou Yao finished treating Feng Jiang's injuries, Feng Jiang no longer allowed himself to speak all kinds of nasty words, or he was so painful and tired that he couldn't speak.

Zhou Yao will not cry either.In other words, he has gotten used to Feng Jiang's appearance, and he has bandaged all over the place. Although Feng Jiang is a bit embarrassed, he is not too weak, and his ruffian appearance is still full of energy.

The weather was fine, Zhou Yao found a pile of hay, and simply spread it on the field, lying side by side with Feng Jiang, or closed his eyes to rest, or looked at the blue sky and white clouds.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed that after a short sleep, Zhou Yao asked about the past.

"Why are you here? Do you know I'm here? How's the investigation from Miss Rong?"

Feng Jiang sighed: "It's not that you little crybag, you are too capricious."

"I followed Miss Rong, saw her in a place, and left a message, who should be contacted. This woman has always been very cautious, no matter how hard I searched, I couldn't find out her relationship with her. This time she finally showed her face, so I wanted to stay by myself. Find this person, and Wang Jia came."

Zhou Yao frowned slightly: "Wang Jia?"

"Well, he is still very concerned about the matter of passing on the jade seal of the country, but this matter involves a lot, and he cannot control it alone. I asked him to cooperate, and at the same time suggested that he should look outside more and not get involved easily."

"Where is the real Chuan Guo Yuxi now? Wang Jia followed here, and the fake thing got into the hands of the Zheyi man, and when the Zheyi man came here, he followed, and seeing the situation, he felt something was wrong."

"At that time, the Zheyi people didn't want to kill you. Wang Jia only saw a few confrontations and thought you had a chance to win, but it was very mysterious. He couldn't help much by himself, and he didn't know how to contact the Lingtian Gang, so he hurriedly I came to look for me, I was in a hurry, but unexpectedly..."

One step slower.

Feng Jiang's heart is stuffy.

Regret again, just a little bit, just a little bit, Zhou Yao doesn't have to worry about it, and he doesn't have to fight to the death to suffer such a serious injury!

Zhou Yao touched Feng Jiang's hand and said, "Where is Miss Rong——"

Feng Jiang held Zhou Yao's hand tightly with his backhand, as if he was afraid that people would run away: "It's okay, I'll let Fang Chao watch." After a pause, he turned his head to look at Zhou Yao, "Does Fang Chao know him? The baby face who followed me before, although he looks young and unreliable, is actually very good at tracking people, as long as there is a little trace, he can't escape his eyes."

Zhou Yao immediately understood: "You asked him to check me."

Feng Jiang was once again heartbroken: "Yaoyao is too powerful, he can't help it."

Zhou Yao squinted at him: "It's because you have too many taboos, you didn't let him get close to me."

At this time, no matter how stupid Zhou Yao was, he understood that Feng Jiang was not alone, and that his subordinates were powerful.

The Feng Jiang in this life has it, and the Feng Jiang in the previous life should have it too.

After experiencing bad things, his personality changes and twists, but his strength should not be.But he had never met Feng Jiang's subordinates in his previous life, and it was obvious that Feng Jiang didn't want him to meet.

Why don't you want to...

Definitely not stingy.

He can even touch the long knife in his hand that he doesn't want others to touch. What can't his subordinates see?

But thinking about it again, I don't want others to touch the knife, and the person who cares... definitely doesn't want to be seen more.

Zhou Yao believed that Feng Jiang's people probably knew of his existence, but without Feng Jiang's order, they only dared to wait and see from a distance, and did not dare to approach him.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yao's interpretation of Feng Jiang's behavior became more thorough, and his heart softened.

He took the initiative to lean over and put his head on Feng Jiang's shoulder.

"Feng Jiang..."

Feng Jiang's heart trembled.

Zhou Yao's soft, coquettish voice came to his ears, and an inexplicable feeling suddenly rushed up, numb and sour, and his heart was so happy that it was unreasonable.

The little crying bag is calling his name...

If he knew that just calling him by his name would make him so happy, he would have told Xiaokubao his name a long time ago!

He sighed, hugged Zhou Yao into his arms, and gently kissed Zhou Yao's forehead: "My whole life has been planted on you."

He rejoiced in his heart: "Fortunately, you were the one who saved me that day. Fortunately, although I can't remember everything, I still remember the feeling you left me. Otherwise, I would be deceived by Miss Rong...I must have died an ugly death."

Miss Rong's rank is really high, especially after she likes him, she really thinks about him everywhere, and she doesn't look like a fake anywhere.

If he hadn't been preconceived and had doubts in his heart, he would definitely not have doubts.

No doubt... Sooner or later, he will be plotted to death by the person behind this woman.

Zhou Yao didn't doubt this at all, and gave a soft "hmm".

In her previous life, Feng Jiang was tricked?

The calculation is terrible!

"I told you that after today's work, I will tell you who I am."

Zhou Yao looked at the cliff subconsciously: "Don't wait until we go up?"

Although very curious, he was really in no hurry.

With everyone in hand, how can I still run?

"This cliff is too high, and it's not easy for people on it to come down. My injury...although it's not serious, at least I have to take care of it before I can go up." Feng Jiang said, counting the days, "We have to stay here no matter what. Stay here for three or four days."

Zhou Yao almost couldn't help poking his wound hard.

What does it mean that the injury is not serious, so you have to take care of it anyway?

Will you die if you don't brag?

The injury is the same, it is strange to be able to stand up in a day or two!

"Anyway, idle is idle, let's chat." Feng Jiang picked Zhou Yao's chin while talking, and kissed shamelessly, "My Second Prince Yaoyao, after chatting with your man, I will bake it for you." Fish to eat, okay? Will you allow me?"

Zhou Yao was upset by him, and sighed: "Sure."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Feng Jiang just took another bite of Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao didn't expect him to change his character anymore, so he silently raised his hand and wiped the drool on his face with his sleeve: "Speak."

Feng Jiang started talking.

"I told you that I have an elder who treats me very well, remember?"

Zhou Yao nodded: "You were a little rascal when you were young, causing trouble everywhere, stealing chickens and dogs, relying on your good health and cleverness, bullying children, deceiving adults, and almost killing people, if it wasn't for that kind aunt who taught you how to be a man, You now--"

He gave Feng Jiang a sideways look, and his eyes were quite meaningful and teasing: "Either he was beaten to death by others, or he became a tyrant, on the way to be beaten to death by others."

Feng Jiang wasn't angry at all, instead he smiled and rubbed Zhou Yao's forehead with his chin: "It's my Yaoyao after all, it's smart!"

Zhou Yao: ...

"Without my aunt watching, I would definitely not be able to live like this."

Feng Jiang's eyes were deep, and his voice suddenly became lonely: "So I want to repay her. She died early, and there are unfulfilled last wishes, so I will fulfill them for her."

Zhou Yao thought for a while, and immediately understood: "Her last wish has something to do with Chuanguo Yuxi?"

"Yes and no."

Feng Jiang sighed: "She knows a lot of things, and her identity seems to be very mysterious, but before she took me, she had just suffered a very serious accident, injured the back of her head, lost her memory, and didn't know who she was."

"She doesn't know, and I don't know."

"In the next few years, she saw that I was growing up well, so she helped me build my own strength organization. I don't know if she recovered her memory during this process, but after I thought about it carefully, the year she died was actually a bit Something is wrong, I always look at me in a daze, and have nightmares at night, it should be because I remembered some things, but not all of them.”

"I was busy at that time, and I was young and energetic. I always wanted to build a good land and be filial to her. I didn't find out when she ran away from home and disappeared. It was not until more than ten days later that I found her body."

"At that time, I asked the people below, and only then did I know that she was asking Anbu to quietly find news about Chuanguo Yuxi, and there was another person."

Zhou Yao: "Alone?"

"Well, she has a son who is about the same age as you, but he disappeared. She can't remember who she is, and naturally she doesn't know where her son is, or what his name is. But this Chuan Guo Yuxi...she remembers, can help her find her son."

Zhou Yao understood: "So instead of saying that you have been looking for the Chuan Guo Yuxi and want it, it is better to say that you want to borrow it to find someone?"

"Yes."

Feng Jiang's eyes were like the night sky in the desert, like the bottomless deep sea, showing strength and firmness: "I must find that brother, take good care of him!"

"If he has a kind personality, I will be his brother and protect him for the rest of his life. I will watch him marry a wife and have children, and live happily ever after. Marry a wife and have children, and live happily ever after. I robbed his mother, and I owe him this!"

Zhou Yao was a little moved.

Feng Jiang's roughness is turned into roughness, and his nature is really good.

As he spoke, Feng Jiang changed his tone and was no longer so serious and gloomy: "If he is smart and capable, and he is an aspiring young man, I will admit his mistake and take him to my aunt's grave to pay homage... and find him a How about a good way out, like follow me and help you conquer the world?"

Zhou Yao deliberately raised his chin, and picked up his tone: "If you want to be my man, you have no ability. What kind of family background do you have, tell me?"