Chapter 52 Almost Exposed
Jiang Qiu's heart was suddenly in suspense. Taking advantage of the opportunity to breathe, he covered Feng Li with the quilt and said loudly:
"Don't come in. I feel a little unwell and have already lain down."
Mo Jingtong was frightened by the loud shout and stopped pushing the door. Like a fool, he believed his lie and said with concern,
"Are you not feeling well? Why didn't you tell us if you were not feeling well?"
"No, I have to come in and see you even more because you're not feeling well."
Jiang Qiu was exhausted, especially since someone was doing something inappropriate under the blanket. Jiang Qiu was panting and his voice was shaking.
"I...I really don't feel well. Don't come in. This time...I was wrong to stand you up. Next time...hiss..." Jiang Qi was just about to say that they would get together next time, but Feng Li went crazy again for some reason and bit his...
This gasp made Mo Jingtong even more certain that Jiang Qiu must be feeling very unwell. Perhaps he had a hidden illness that he was too embarrassed to tell his brothers. Mo Jingtong said with some concern:
"Tell me what's wrong with you."
"I... I'm not feeling unwell... uh... I have a slight headache."
Jiang Qiu was going crazy. He really wanted to kick the shameless snake demon in front of him. However, Feng Li's palm was tightly around his waist, not allowing him to speak a complete sentence. He even played telepathy with him.
"I thought the Left Protector was extremely pure, but when I got closer I realized that he was very lecherous and kept shaking. Tell me, do other people know that you are like this?"
Jiang Qiu's heart trembled, and he wanted to stuff Feng Li's mouth with his smelly socks out of shame.
What do you mean by S? Doesn't he have any responsibility for the way he is?
How did the Demon Lord, who was once so cold that ice would form around him, become this chanting demon now? Does anyone else know?
He wanted to say this, but he didn't have the courage yet, so when the words came to his lips,
"Your Majesty, be careful with your words...a~"
When Mo Jingtong heard a slight cry of pain, he became even more certain that Jiang Qiu must have a hidden illness that he didn't dare to tell him. He couldn't help but curse, saying that they were all brothers, so there was nothing that could not be said.
However, Mo Jingtong was not an ignorant person. Since Jiang Qiu didn't say anything, he didn't force him. But it just so happened that he had obtained a mental method that could relieve and treat headaches.
So a picture like this appeared.
Outside the door, Mo Jingtong was reading minds seriously.
Inside the door is Jiang Qiu seriously carrying...
turn out,
Jiang Qiu's head hurt even more.
Not only did he have a headache, he was also feeling a little short of breath. The uneasiness that Mo Jingtong had been standing outside the door and ready to open it at any moment was causing him mental distress, and the pain that Feng Li, that bastard, had caused to his body.
Both of these made Jiang Qiu experience unprecedented excitement at this moment.
This made Jiang Qiu wonder if he had read the original work wrongly.
This is actually a post.
Mo Jingtong, who was still outside the door, was extremely confused. His cultivation was not as good as Elder Mu's, so he could not hear the subtle...sound of the waves.
I've been reciting for so long and I don't know if it has any effect on Jiang Qiu. It feels like there is no movement inside.
Mo Jingtong suddenly had a bad idea.
Could it be that Jiang Qiu fainted from the pain?
In fact, he was not far from fainting.
But for some reason, every time he was attacked by Feng Li, his body functions would improve a little bit. At first, he thought it was an illusion. When he opened the system panel, he found that, just as he had guessed, Feng Li was like a gas pump, and his cultivation level could be improved a little bit.
So until now, no matter how Feng Li tried, Jiang Qiu still couldn't faint.
Is this a good thing?
Still a bad thing
Mo Jingtong called out anxiously, "Jiang Qiu, are you asleep?"
Jiang Qiu wanted to respond,
Feng Li pretended not to hear, holding the man's head, blocking the lips that were about to speak, and frantically plundering and venting. Like a perpetual motion machine... He even had one hand free...
Jiang Qiu complained so much that he tried to control his pronunciation.
Mo Jingtong's doubts grew, and he could no longer bear the urge to push the door open. He was really afraid that because of his negligence, his brother would fall ill in the room, and it would be his fault as a brother.
Mo Jingtong pushed the door open and walked in. The wooden carved door creaked and he felt a gust of wind blinding him. When he opened his eyes again, he saw his good brother Jiang Qiu lying there peacefully. As if he was woken up by the sound of him pushing the door open, he made a "hmm" sound, rubbed his eyes, and looked at him with a face full of tenderness.
Red cheeks, shiny mouth...hmm
Brother Jiang, are you having a fever?
Mo Jingtong looked at the open window opposite with an understanding look on his face. Jiang Qiu's heart tightened again. Feng Li didn't even close the window when he left just now. Is this the quality of an undercover intelligence agent?
"Jiang Qiu, are you a child? If you don't close the window when you sleep, you will get sick. Don't you know that?"
"The wind in the mountains is so strong. You don't even take it easy. You're so careless. No wonder you have a headache."
After saying that, he looked at Jiang Qiu.
"Are you okay now?"
"It's okay, my head doesn't hurt anymore." Jiang Qiu was a little embarrassed.
Mo Jingtong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jiang Qiu looked a little tired, so he didn't disturb his brother to rest. He told him to close the windows properly when he went to bed next time and left.
Jiang Qiu then let out a long sigh.
It almost got exposed.
Thinking of the instigator of this incident, Jiang Qiu felt a surge of hatred and gnashing of teeth.
Damn it, is Feng Li crazy?
Do you really think this is his home?
Do whatever you want.
*
At this time, Feng Li had just returned to his courtyard when a shadow walked in from the darkness.
When he walked to the light, he suddenly found that it was Elder Mu.
Feng Li sat on the couch with an air of nobility, emitting an oppressive aura, as if he were a superior. He half-raised his eyelids and looked at the person half-kneeling on the ground with indifference and without a trace of warmth. A very oppressive voice sounded,
"Have you completed all the tasks assigned to you?"
Elder Mu replied tremblingly, not daring to look up, "Yes, Your Majesty, it's all done."
"Okay, everything will be the same as before."
Feng Li waved his hand, asked him to leave, and called back:
"By the way, replace Jiang Qiu's bedding with a new one tomorrow."
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