On the correct way for little fairies to descend from heaven

Chapter 128 128. Hunting (23)

Yu Feng, who was reading the account book in peace of mind, suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and turned his head to see that a certain girl had already dozed off, with her head resting on his shoulder, sleeping soundly.

There was a ripple in the pair of ink pupils that were as calm as water.

Half asleep and half awake, Mingyue seemed to hear a soft sigh.

Ugh.

Who is that?
Yu Feng?

Mingyue's mind was so chaotic, she simply stopped thinking about it and continued to sleep.

So she couldn't see that there was a crack on Yu Feng's stern face.

It was probably because the glacial lake melted in the spring and the spring water was turbulent. I don’t know whether it was the green willows swaying in the wind that stirred up the water in the pool, or the green pool water stained the wicker.

That sudden tenderness can really make people intoxicated in it and never want to wake up again.

Mingyue fell asleep early and couldn't see it.

I don't know how long it took, but when Mingyue finally opened her eyes in a daze, she was frightened dumbfounded.

She, she, she... she was actually resting on Yu Feng's shoulder! ?

Mingyue woke up instantly.Then the whole person bounced up, looking at the expressionless man in front of her face with embarrassment, Mingyue twisted the corner of her clothes, bit her lower lip, struggled for a long time, and finally said softly: "Brother Yu Feng...I, I didn't mean to..."

"Yeah." Yu Feng didn't look at her, spread the account book on his bent knees, squeezed his slightly numb shoulders, "Be careful next time."

This attitude is to let Mingyue go.

Mingyue still felt that I was too sorry, so she smiled like a dog, and leaned forward: "Brother Yu Feng, I, I will help you beat your shoulders!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yu Feng to open his mouth, he had already come behind Yu Feng, and put his hand on the man's shoulder lightly.

Yu Feng didn't even have time to say anything to refuse.

Mingyue's palm is wide, even rough.

However, for some reason, in Yu Feng's view, those hands were soft and boneless, slippery like water, passing across his shoulders, with a burst of numbness that made him shudder, spreading all the way to his internal organs, It made his heart feel numb.

There is a peculiar throbbing.

It made him feel less like himself.

Yu Feng has always been self-reliant, and this makes him feel like he has a weakness.

He knew who this weakness was, and where the crux was. As the master's hidden guard, he shouldn't have exposed his weakness, but the emotions in his heart were surging like a tide, and he couldn't restrain it.

Yu Feng thought to himself, can he expect something?
If the happiness that God bestows on everyone is fair, does he also have the right to chase the moonlight?

It's only strange that Yue'er had no intention of stirring up dust that year.

Mingyue beat Yu Feng's shoulders, for some reason, she seemed to hear Yu Feng's long sigh, feeling helpless and sad.

"Brother Yufeng?" Mingyue said.

"Forget it, you stop." Yu Feng lightly brushed her hand away. Although she had direct contact, she was indifferent to the point of shame, and even those pitifully few words were full of alienation.

Mingyue is a little lost.

He didn't notice the paranoia in Yu Feng's eyes that couldn't be concealed at all.

"Oh, okay..." She withdrew her hand desolately, and as if to alleviate the awkward atmosphere, she hurriedly said haha, "Well, brother Yufeng, it's getting late, shall we go back?"

Yu Feng raised his eyes and looked at her steadily.

The pitch-black pupils concealed the turmoil.

Looking down again, Yu Feng closed the account book in his hand, and he heard his slightly indifferent voice: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)