Chapter 138: Wang Ye's little quilt

The first worry of Yu Wenzhao is that the teenager will get sick and have a fever, and the subconscious will reach out and touch his forehead. Perhaps it was because his hand temperature was originally high, and he couldn't find any clues. He simply leaned over to the young man and put his forehead up.
Shen Yan’s physical appearance is about fifteen years old. He is a little older than Yu Wenzhao. However, regardless of his appearance or his body shape, Yu Wenqi seems to be bigger than Shen Yu, even if he is convinced. The precociousness of the ancients could not change this objective fact. So Yu Wenyi’s shadow cast by his body will instantly sink the whole person from head to toe, and there will be no gaps.
Shen Shen only felt that there was a shadow overturned on his body. The brain that had not yet been awake did not know what to do at that time. He only knew how to look at Yu Wenyu in a stupid way.
Until the two men's foreheads were attached, the four eyes were opposite, the breath was entangled, and something unclear suddenly spread in this square. In the opposite four eyes, Shen Yu’s twin-eyed cat eyes are as clear as a stream, and Yu Wen’s eyes are slightly stunned. The bottom of the skull reveals tender love and unspeakable love, such as a deep sea.
Time seemed to be stagnant for a few seconds at this moment, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, only to hear the uncontrolled heartbeat from their respective chests.
Sinking naturally has no illness and fever, and the cultivation of the demon king is placed there. The illness of ordinary people is normal to him. The focus of Yu Wenzhao’s attention at this moment is no longer his body temperature, but the close-knit gaze, which makes people more eye-catching.
Yu Wenzhao finally couldn't control the kiss on the thin eyelids of the teenager, and slowly moved to the forehead, gentle as if to pour some water. It is like cherishing the extremes of the same thing, the emotions hidden in the heart are strong and vast, but can only be expressed through the smallest and most subtle movements.
In this way, after passing the hand touch, the head and the lip touch, Yu Wenzhao finally got the result of temperature measurement: "The body temperature is good, there is no fever, it should be just an adverse reaction after drunk."
Then he raised his hand and put on his eyebrows, and massaged it carefully at the acupuncture points around the eyelids. "Hey, it’s easy to feel uncomfortable after a hangover.... Is the headache so bad? Does the stomach feel uncomfortable? The tail vertebra that fell before, still hurts now?"
With this string of questions, Shen Zhen remembered some fragmentary pieces after drunkenness last night. The roots of the ear could not help but sneak away from the quilt. They all covered their brains and then wrapped them in a quilt. Body, facing the to Yu Wenyu.
Yu Wenzhen suddenly paused, and some funny laughs and pressed the shoulders under the quilt, trying to turn people over.
After turning it over, it didn't succeed. The teenager rolled down and rolled into the innermost part of the bed. Yu Wenzhao was reluctant to use too much force. He could only ring the entire quilt from behind. "Why, I said that I was a little flower last night, and then I said that I am a little monkey. Now it has become a small turtle?"
Without a response, Yu Wenzhao continued to use the tone of the little doll to say: "Why do the little turtles shrink in the shell and don't talk? Are you angry, don't want to care, or fall asleep?"
The ‘Little Turtle’ finally spoke up, and the sound snorted because of the quilt:
...well, I am hibernating, I am already asleep.

Yu Wenzhen is really unable to control the laughter. It’s been a long time to re-speak:
It’s like this, but it’s a pity that you can’t eat anything when you hibernate. Today is the New Year’s Day, according to the custom of Da Yu Dynasty. There will be a lot of delicious foods, such as eight-treasure dish, assorted rice, various rice cakes, and chicken soup..."
As soon as I heard the food, ‘Little Turtle’ couldn’t help but move, and even turned around with the name of a dish. Yu Wenzhao suddenly stopped at this moment, and the words turned: "Hey, I feel very cold."
The sinking of the name of the dish was also followed by a stop, and my heart was a bit strange. I couldn’t help but look back at this position, and I looked at Yu Wenyu through the seam.
This time I found out that the other party said the reason for the cold, suddenly stunned.
It turned out that they both had a quilt together, Shen Yu took the quilt out of the brain, and Yu Wenzhao followed it. The winter in Kyoto was very cold. The daily temperature during the day was basically around zero, but Yu Wenxi was I only patience for him for so long when I was wearing a thin coat.
Knowing that there is a mistake, I forgot the thing just now, and then I hurriedly spread the quilt to cover Yu Wenzhao. "That, I didn't mean it..."
Yu Wenzhao is not really cold. With his physical quality, even if he didn't wear clothes and ran a few laps in the snow, it was all right, but he was pretending to be weak in this meeting, and there was a coughing two times. "Oh, I am fine." "
So Shen was even more worried, and took Yu Wenzhao’s hand and tried to help him.
As a quilt, he was originally warm, and the two were interlocking, and the long hair was entangled in an unconscious manner, making people think of a word easily.
Ear honing.
auzw.com These four words read a kind of soft feeling between the lips and teeth. Yu Wenzhao looked at the hand that he and the handed-up, and wished to extend this moment indefinitely until his life.
Shen Wei is still concerned about asking: "Is there any better?"
"Well," Yu Wenxi nodded and thought about it and said, "...holding warmth should be better."
The little quilt immediately said: "Then I will hold you warm!"
When he spoke, he reached out and took the initiative to hug Yuwen. Yu Wen’s head was back to the quilt, and he was actively embraced by the human form. His heart was inexplicably excited and soft enough. I like to be a person who likes to a certain degree. Sometimes I just don’t have a slight feeling. If I want to hug him, I will feel satisfied.
Yu Wenzhao’s current age is only one or two centimeters higher than Shen Yu’s. His clothes are dressed in indulge, so Yu Wenjun finds his own clothes and puts them one by one.
The minions of Changdeok Palace must have thought that their masters were actually behind this style of painting, and they were satisfied with waiting for another person, even the socks were personally hand-picked. The indulgent quilt was wrapped in a blue robes like Yu Wenxi. The two looked like wearing a couple's attire and wore a different temperament.
Yu Wenzhao went to practice the martial arts martial arts on this day and day, and he developed muscles on his shoulders and waist and abdomen. He was able to hold his clothes very well; and Shen Shen was long and slim, and his waist was tight. The waistline that I put away seems to have the illusion of a surplus and a grip. People can't help but want to stretch their arms to measure how thin and soft it is.
Afraid to be seen by the palace, causing unnecessary trouble, the little quilt still used stealth surgery, but he can eat now with his mouth, so when the clothes are put on, they go to the table and wait for breakfast, and the small eyes look like People hurt. The two maidens who served the dishes saw their masters look softly at the empty space opposite the table, converging all the edges of the whole body, the jade-like eyes revealing the deep and gentle gentleness, even mixed with pity and piety. .
Maybe I thought of the most important person in my life.
The slaves of the entire Changde Palace have been confiscated by Yu Wenzhao, and no one will talk about the idleness of the master, so they pretend to fall back without seeing it.
Ever since, Shen Yan has lived a comfortable life mixed with Yu Wenzhao.
On weekdays, I practiced by sunbathing and sleeping, and there was a purple-light white snorkeling wheel, and occasionally became a human form to eat a variety of food. Two years in the blink of an eye, this kind of life is not too good for a fat quilt that doesn't love moving.
Yu Wenzhao felt in his heart that he was sorry for his little quilt. The other party shouldn't have been trapped in this small Changde Palace. He can see from his words and demeanor that he used to go to many places, know a lot of knowledge, and even teach and help him in some places. The little quilt can be freely adultized and can leave at any time, but he can't let go anyway.
He knows his selfishness and despicableness, just like when he was a child, the little sparrow that had been wounded by the wing. Yuwen Zhengyang can have all kinds of beautiful and clever parrots, but for him, a common little sparrow feels happy. He wants to leave it, so after it has been able to fly, it is still in the cage, not willing to release. Birds are born to be natural, especially the wild sparrows who are unwilling to be restrained. The little bird eventually went to death without any room.
What he wants to do at the moment is no different from that of the year. He wants the little quilt to stay with him forever, even if he breaks his wings, he can't let him go.
What's more, his little quilt and the little sparrow are completely incomparable. The little sparrow is just a playful partner who was a novelty in his childhood. Shen Shen is the only lover he cares about in his life.
Life is very long, love is not the whole of life, but sinking is his whole. The other party is not only a lover, but also his friend, relatives, and savior.
So Shen has recently discovered that Yu Wenzhao’s eyes seem to be getting more and more strange. Love and desire are also faintly mixed with apologies and pity, and there are other complicated emotions that cannot be said, which makes Shen Yan’s heart inexplicably somewhat hairy.
I don’t know what Yu Wenxuan has made up in his heart, as if every world’s Han win is a brain.
In the past two years, Yu Wenzhao has successfully won the trust of the Qing Emperor, and was recommended by Wei Song to enter the DPRK when he was 15 years old. On the other hand, Yu Wen Zheng Yang, the character is still quite arrogant, and there is no real talent to learn, the aura of the scorpion in Qi Wangfu was also taken away by Yu Wenze, the nephew born by Mrs. Zheng.
However, just after the beginning of the spring, there was a big event in the church. The news that was just received this morning was suddenly erupted in the Jiangzhou government, which was 800 miles away.
The origin came from Liujia Village in Jiangzhou Prefecture. At the beginning, only a few elderly people and children were sick, and no one considered it on the plague. However, the death of the sick person is more terrible, the eyes are black, the mouth is white foam, the limbs are twisted, and there seems to be a blue vein, and the taste of the body is extremely strong. Just when the body had not been buried, a large number of people fell down. The disease was exactly the same as the previous one, and the spread was faster and harder to predict.
Even in modern society, in some relatively backward and backward places, once a certain infectious disease spreads, many people will die, not to mention the ancient conditions of medical conditions and low technological level.
The author has something to say: You have to change the map, and decided to let the little quilt show another god.