"elder sister."

Huo Fei, who had never spoken, walked over, raised his small face, and gently pulled Duanmu Yawang's jacket.

"What's wrong with Fei?"

Duanmu Yawang squeezed his pretty little face, and bowed her head and kissed it.

Gong Yulan frowned.

Huo Fei's little face was slightly red, and he didn't speak, just like this pulling on Duanmu Yawang's clothes, his actions were very dependent.

Duan Mu Ya looked at it and smiled: "Does Fei know how to comfort me?"

"Um."

Huo Fei blinked his big eyes and replied.

"Silly Fei Fei." Duan Mu Yawang stretched out her hand, hugged Huo Fei on her lap, rubbed his head, suddenly didn't know what to say. She actually fell to the point of making a child worry about her.

However, in general, Huo Fei does not understand these favors.

She squinted her eyes and looked at the weeping Brahma Sutra and Little White Deer: "You just want to think about it, why are you pulling our Fei Fei into the water? Did you call me miserable?"

"Woo, Xiao Yawang, don't you think you are miserable now..."

"roll."

Before finishing the Sanskrit scriptures, Gong Yulan lifted his lips and said a word coldly.

The Brahma Sutra sounded suddenly, the sleeves covering his face were gently moved away, and he glanced at Gong Yulan. He looked cold and unpleasant in his eyes. A chill suddenly spread from the toes to the limbs!

"I, I'm leaving now."

The Brahma Sutra didn't dare to make a mistake, and pulled Xiao Bailu to leave, Gong Yulan stopped calling him, and said to Huo Fei: "You too."

"good."

Huo Fei nodded obediently, and left the room with the Brahma Sutra Xiao Bailu.

After the three people left, there were only two people in the room, Duanmu Yawang and Gong Yulan.

Gong Yulan stood still, pursing his lips blankly and looking at Duanmu Yawang.

Duanmu Yawang sat up obediently and looked up at him.

The two did not speak for a while.

For a moment, Gong Yulan sighed, walked a few steps, and came to Duanmu Yawang, pursing his lips without saying a word, stretched out his hand and tugged on her cheek!

"Ah! It hurts..."

Duanmuya looked wrinkled and cried out with pain.

Gong Yulan's face was cold, his hand did not let go, and he said, "I didn't use any force."

Of course Duanmu Yawang knew that he hadn't tried hard, but just as Gong Yulan walked in, she found that his expression was wrong, and she probably...provoked him.

Therefore, she had no choice but to behave.

"But why do I feel the pain?" Duanmu Yawang didn't blush because of being dismantled. Instead, he blinked his big eyes and said innocently: "Could it be that the pain in the abdomen spread to his face?"

Gong Yulan stopped listening, his face darkened, "stand up."

"Oh." Duanmu Yawang stood up obediently.

Gong Yulan squeezed one of her arms and reached her abdomen with the other hand, and easily found the location where she was seriously injured, and his palm was gently pressed against it.

Duanmu Ya looked for a moment, afraid that he was worried, and said: "In fact, the injury is not serious. I have taken medicine, and I am better now, don't you..."

Before she finished her words, there was a very soft and soothing aura in his palm, and that aura lingered in his palm, and it was transmitted to her skin along his palm a little bit.

Then, Duanmu Yawang felt that the place where she was injured seemed to have been coated with some medicine, and suddenly became very comfortable, and the pain suddenly eased a lot.

After a while, the pain disappeared.

It felt like she had never been hurt before.

Duanmu Yawang was startled, and was about to ask Gong Yulanzhi what was going on, but Gong Yulanzhi frowned and took off her coat, then lifted her coat, and her beautiful slender palm was pressed against her. The skin is delicate and white on the abdomen.

The heat in his palm was most directly passed on to her.

It's hot and hot.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

Duanmu Yawang finally reacted, startled, and hurriedly grabbed Gong Yulanzhi's hand, blushing like a peach: "I tell you, don't mess around, I..."

Before she could finish her words, the door banged open, and Duanmu Yawang heard Bai Xi's resignation: "By the way, Yawang, I just saw you look very ugly, did you lose weight? The hurt, you refuse to be with us..."

However, he hadn't finished speaking yet. Seeing the indoor scene, he stopped talking abruptly, turned his head hurriedly, trot out, and closed the door as he ran, "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it. I, I, I... I actually didn't see anything."

After that, she closed the door and ran away in a hurry.

Duanmu Yawang: "..."

Gong Yulan stopped twisting his eyebrows, his face was very ugly.

Duanmu Yawang was stunned for a while, and then finally reacted. She pulled out Gong Yulan's hand on her abdomen, gritted her teeth and stared at him: "Look, people must have misunderstood."

It's embarrassing to say that the male friend who was under the quilt saw that he was put into his clothes by a man...

"There is nothing to misunderstand."

Gong Yulan was calm and tight, and he didn't think this was wrong with Duanmu Yawang.

She is his anyway.

But Duanmu Yawang always felt a little embarrassed.

However, fortunately, the clothes on her body are compelling and not exposed. This situation is fine.

Duanmu Yawang didn't bother about this. Thinking of something, she asked Gong Yulan, "You have only been out for a few days, why are you back again? The matter is over?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to finish my business so quickly." Gong Yulan reached out and pinched the tip of her nose, "I was outside, and felt that the position of the Valiant Palace was filled with a hostile atmosphere, but without you and Your grandfather’s breath, and it’s been like this for several days in a row..."

Duanmu Yawang was stunned: "You should go out a long way, can you feel it like this?" Even if he is a god, this is incredible!

"I used a special induction. For the time being, you can't think of what's going on." Gong Yulan simply explained, and stopped at it, no more.

Duanmu Yawang scratched her head and didn't ask any more. After all, she really didn't understand what was going on.

At such a long distance, Gong Yulan couldn't feel it casually.

"Do you think that something happened to the Palace of Zhongyong, so you came back?"

Gong Yulan squeezed her face and tugged, but did not respond.

Although he did not answer, Duanmu Yawang was sure that he was not wrong.

She was moved in her heart, tilted her head and stretched out her hand towards him, smiling with big eyes and curled eyes: "Hug."

Gong Yulan looked at her, bent over, and reached out to hold her firmly.

Duanmu Yawang stretched out her hand to wrap his neck, resting her head on his broad shoulders, sniffing his good smell, her anxiety and anxiety these days calmed down a little bit.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.