Our leader can't be so funny

Chapter 96 Senior Brother and Junior Brother

Feng Ling looked at Ye Shaoqin inexplicably.

Ye Shaoqin said: "You haven't told me your name yet."

"Feng Ling." Feng Ling put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "You must have heard about my relationship with Ye Fuyi."

Ye Shaoqin was taken aback, and then chuckled: "I've heard of it, but I never thought that senior brother would be so bad-tempered that someone actually..."

"He has a bad temper?" Feng Ling interrupted him.

"Yes, he never allows himself to make mistakes, nor does he allow others to make mistakes. As long as the mistakes are in his hands, there is almost no room for turning around."

"Not like him."

Ye Shaoqin didn't know what he thought of, and the corner of his mouth turned up: "You've only known him for a long time, and I grew up with him, so I naturally know him very well. Do you know that my surname is not Ye, and the master was afraid that I would be lonely, so he let me With the surname of my senior, we ate and lived together since childhood. The master didn’t like to be in charge. It was the brother who taught me martial arts and reading. Later, when I got older, he began to teach me about herbs and took me to run all over the mountains. I also went hunting and catching fish together. I prefer poisonous art to saving lives. My brother secretly taught me some poisonous art without telling the master. At that time, we were together every day, like a whole, really happy .”

"Really?" Feng Ling said lightly, "But he never mentioned these things."

Ye Shaoqin's face paled slightly, and then he smiled again: "This is the temperament of senior brother."

Feng Ling's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Ye Shaoqin raised his head, his face froze.

In the rain, a man came with a green bamboo umbrella and fluttered his sleeves. The white robe, jet-black hair, and handsome eyebrows, combined with the sky-blue background behind him, really looked like a painting.

Ye Fuyi saw Feng Ling from a distance, but unexpectedly met the eyes of the people around him. In an instant, Ye Fuyi's figure paused, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

But not long after, he regained his indifferent expression, and waved to Feng Ling: "Ling'er, come here."

Feng Ling walked towards him, and as soon as he approached, he wrapped his arms around his waist and brought a belt to her side. She raised her hand to wipe off the drops of water in his hair, and said harshly, "Why are you so confused, you don't remember when you go out?" Bring an umbrella."

Feng Ling said in a low voice: "Isn't there you?"

A doting smile appeared on Ye Fuyi's face, which made Ye Shaoqin's pupils shrink slightly.Ye Fuyi wiped off the water drops for Feng Ling before looking up at Ye Shaoqin, and said expressionlessly, "Junior Brother, you are still alive."

Ye Shaoqin gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Yes, I'm still alive. Are you going to kill me?"

"You go, I don't want to see you." Ye Fuyi turned around and left with Feng Ling in his arms.

Unexpectedly, Ye Shaoqin suddenly burst into laughter: "Ye Fuyi, you coward, you were reluctant to kill me four years ago, and you are still reluctant to kill me four years later."

Ye Fuyi said without looking back: "To reiterate, I was not reluctant to kill you four years ago, you jumped off the cliff before I cleaned up the house, and the reason why I didn't kill you four years later was because you didn't want to kill you." It's worth doing it myself. Ye Shaoqin, I don't care who saved you, you should do it yourself."

Ye Shaoqin's face instantly became extremely ugly: "Ye Fuyi, you really hate me so much, you don't even want to look at me more!"

Ye Fuyi paused for a moment, then walked away.

Ye Shaoqin's eyes were about to burst, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Ye Fuyi, you will regret it if you treat me like this today!"

Ye Fuyi held Feng Ling's hand, and felt that his palm was a little cold, and asked in a low voice, "Cold?"

Feng Ling sniffed: "A little bit."

"Let's go home quickly." Ye Fuyi hugged him tightly, and the figure of the two cuddling tightly together was particularly glaring in Ye Shaoqin's eyes.

Back in the mansion, Ye Fuyi immediately boiled ginger soup, and ordered his servants to boil hot water and send it to the house for Feng Ling to bathe.Feng Ling sat in the hot water, knocking on the edge of the wooden barrel unconsciously with her fingers, fixed her eyes on a certain place, and fell into deep thought.

It wasn't until Ye Fuyi opened the door and came in that Feng Ling came back to his senses, and found that the water was a little cold, and couldn't help shivering.

Ye Fuyi immediately brought a big blanket, picked him up from the water, wrapped him in the blanket, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Why did you stay in the water for so long, be careful of catching a cold, come, drink this bowl of ginger soup first."

Feng Ling's hand gently held the somewhat hot bottom of the bowl, and let Ye Fuyi wipe his hair with a cloth towel. They were silent for a moment, and Ye Fuyi suddenly said, "Ling'er, why don't you talk?"

"What?" Feng Ling was a little at a loss.

Ye Fuyi sighed softly, leaned over to look at his face, and reached out to touch his eyebrows: "Ling'er, you seem to me to be more and more illusory recently, and this feeling seems to be that you are still with me. Right now, but I have already lost you."

"What nonsense?" Feng Ling took a sip of ginger soup, choked on it, put down the bowl, and said a little waywardly: "I don't want to drink anymore, I want to eat meat."

"Already let the kitchen do it."

Feng Ling snorted, and brushed her hair with her hands, Ye Fuyi said again: "Don't you have anything you want to ask me?"

"If you want to say it, you will naturally tell me. If you don't want to say it, even if I ask you, you will go around. It's better not to ask." Feng Ling glanced at him.

Ye Fuyi leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth, Feng Ling slapped him away, and said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble."

Ye Fuyi reached into the blanket dishonestly: "Ling'er, I miss you."

He speaks in this rogue tone every time he wants to.

Feng Ling also got a little annoyed at being teased by him, and after a while, she let out a low gasp, like a stream of spring water limp in his arms, looking at him with wet eyes.

"Ling'er." Ye Fuyi sighed, covered him and slowly pushed him down on the bed, raised his hand to put down the bed curtain.

A moment later, Feng Ling's soft hum came from inside the tent, with a sweet smell.

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I don't know how long it took, stretched out a plain white arm from inside the tent, pulled it randomly, and tore off the entire bed curtain. A moment later, Ye Fuyi hugged Feng Ling helplessly from a pile of messy bed curtains Zhong sat up, frantically looking for clothes to wrap around Feng Ling's body.

Feng Ling's head rested on his shoulder, her hair was a little disheveled, but if you observe carefully, you will find that there is still the aftertaste of orgasm on his face, with a faint peach blossom red, which is extremely attractive.

Ye Fuyi said: "Stay still, I'll ask someone to boil the hot water."

"I want to eat meat." Feng Ling protested dissatisfied.

"Didn't you already eat it?" Ye Fuyi pinched his nose and whispered in his ear in an evil tone.

Feng Ling patted him.

Ye Fuyi held his hand, laughed softly and said, "Okay, I won't tease you, I'll ask them to bring it here."

Only then did Feng Ling express her satisfaction.

After Ye Fuyi left, he dressed himself and ran to the dining room. Not long after, the servants came to him out of breath and brought him the long-awaited braised pork.

After eating, it was already pitch black outside the house, and it was still raining, and the raindrops made a rattling sound on the corrugated boards.Because of the rain, there was a slight chill in the air.

After Feng Ling went back, he took a hot bath again, and talked with Ye Fuyi in the bed. Ye Fuyi's body was warm, and there was a pleasant smell of medicine. Feng Ling's head was resting on his chest. On the bed, listening to his strong heartbeat, squinting his eyes and dozing off.

Ye Fuyi held a medical book in his hand, flipping through the pages one after another.The room was too quiet, but the sound of wind and rain outside the house continued, crackling the window lattice, and the only candle on the table kept dancing, reflecting half of the room into bright and half dark.

Feng Ling's eyelashes trembled slightly, forming a light black shadow around his eye sockets. After a while, he whispered: "Fu Yi, tell me about your childhood."

"Huh?" Ye Fuyi put down the book and hugged him, "You never cared about these things, why did you ask?"

"When I saw your junior brother today, he said something to me, and he felt a little emotional."

The light in Ye Fuyi's eyes flickered slightly, and there was a little coldness in his eyes, even he himself didn't notice it, he just asked in an indifferent tone: "What did he say to you?"

"He said you had a bad temper, but you were very kind to him." Feng Ling muttered.

Ye Fuyi was silent.

"I think what he said is quite right. You look gentle and easy to talk, but in fact you act arbitrarily and do not allow others to resist your will."

"... Is there?" Ye Fuyi gently stroked his long hair, "He is a junior brother who has been mischievous since childhood. As his senior brother, I naturally have to take care of him. From his point of view, maybe It's a bit autocratic."

"Your surname is Ye, why have you never mentioned your parents?" Feng Ling suddenly raised her head and said.

"My father is a doctor in the country, and my mother is just an ordinary peasant woman. When I was very young, my father was called to treat a local rich man, but the rich man was already dying of illness. Naturally, my father was helpless. I beat him to death. When my mother heard about it, she spat out a mouthful of blood, and hanged herself within two days. At that time, I became an orphan. I left the village alone and met my master. He saw me alone and helpless Yi took me in and took me to the Peach Blossom Valley to live in seclusion, and passed on all the medical skills to me."

"What about Ye Shaoqin?"

"He is different from me. He is the son of the poisonous king. Although the master promised the poisonous king to take care of him, he is always on guard against him. That child has been withdrawn and arrogant since he was a child. He doesn't like to talk to others, but he likes to make trouble behind his back. , if anyone offends him, he must pay back a hundredfold."

Feng Ling snorted lightly: "He said you spoiled him."

Ye Fuyi was helpless: "Are you jealous?"

Feng Ling pinched his waist.

Ye Fuyi put his arms around him: "From now on, I will only spoil you alone."

"What's the matter with you guys?"

"I remember telling you before that he betrayed the teacher's door. I wanted to clean up the door, but I didn't expect him to fall off the cliff. At that time, I thought he was dead."

Feng Ling hummed, her eyelids trembling, and said in a low voice, "I'm sleepy."

"Go to sleep." Ye Fuyi wrapped the quilt tightly and patted his back lightly.

Feng Ling closed her eyes, wrapped her hands around his waist, and breathed longer.

Ye Fuyi didn't feel sleepy, he put down the medical book in his hand, silently looked at the half-closed window, and listened to the sound of wind and rain.