Dawn Star Lone Island - Chapter 108

The two had a ridiculous noon, and Chu Fei was in great interest while taking a bath, and tossed Jun Shuying again. After Chu Feiyang had cleaned up the greasiness on the two of them, Jun Shuying wrapped herself tightly from head to toe with a thin quilt, and fell on the bed facing the wall, leaving only her long, uncooked hair exposed. Outside.

Chu Feiyang packed up the things for bathing and saw this scene when he went to the room. He liked and felt funny in his heart. He sat down on the bed and patted Jun Shuying: “Hey, don’t sleep. Lin’er afternoon I’m coming back soon, are you going to see him like this.”

“Fuck.” Jun Shuying’s voice became hoarse because of overuse.

“Get up, I will help you dry your hair.” Chu Feiyang stretched out his arm to pull his quilt.

The thin silk brocade was torn apart, and Jun Shuying’s body in a single coat was exposed in front of Chu Feiyang. I saw that there were some big bruises all over the neck that exposed the shirt, even the inner side of the calf, the bright marks reflected the white complexion, which showed the atrocities of Chu Daxia on the ground.

“How do you see outsiders like this?” Jun Shuying touched her neck with her hand, a anger surging in her heart.

Chu Feiyang waved his hand indifferently: “What’s the matter? Just wear high clothes and cover them.”

“Hot.” Jun Shuying said in an angry manner.

“Then don’t cover it, I don’t care anyway.” Chu Feiyang moved his eyebrows.

Jun Shuying was itchy by his anger, but there was nothing he could do, and even the angry scolding felt poor: “You…you…”

Chu Feiyang shook Jun Shuying’s hand and smiled, “Don’t be angry. Then I’ll look for it if you want high-collar clothes.”

Jun Shuying was silent and nodded: “Yes.”

Chu Feiyang turned over and over again. Jun Shuying sat by the side of the room and looked at Chu Feiyang, who was submerged in a sea of ​​clothes, and said in surprise, “We actually have so many clothes.”

Chu Feiyang lifted his head from the pile of clothes and sighed, “You really don’t care about everything. Forget it, even people who can’t figure out where their rice jars are.”

Jun Shuying snorted: “Gentleman…”

“It’s far from the kitchen. I don’t even know where the rice jar is. It’s far enough for a gentleman.” Chu Feiyang teased him with a smile, while throwing a few pieces of clothing over Jun Shuying’s head.

“Just wear these.” Chu Feiyang walked over. Jun Shuying tore the clothes off his head, and Chu Feiyang was already close.

“Aren’t you packing up that pile of clothes?” Jun Shuying pointed to the open boxes behind Chu Feiyang and reminded him.

Chu Feiyang grinds his teeth: “Let’s just let it go. Sooner or later, it’s my business, so the gentleman should bother with these little things.”

Jun Shuying nodded extremely calmly, then bowed his head to deal with those clothes.

After finishing their outfits, the two of them walked up the mountain one after another. When passing by that piece of grass, Xiao Shitou was still playing with a few friends next door, Jun Shuying’s finger hooked: “Stone, come here.”

Little Stone bid farewell to several friends, and ran over with shining eyes.

“Little Stone, let’s go up the mountain to pick up your brother.” Chu Feiyang touched Little Stone’s head and said.

Xiao Shitou’s eyes lit up, and he turned back and waved at a little boy: “Brother Yueyue, you are amazing!” The child also waved his hands from a distance, and Xiao Shitou turned around and took Jun Shuying’s cuffs: “Daddy, Daddy, Hug~”

Jun Shuying hadn’t moved yet, but Chu Feiyang stretched out his long arms and picked up the small stone, letting him ride on his neck with his legs apart.

Little Stone yelled a few times in excitement, and the milky childish voice sounded particularly heartwarming. With a smile on Jun Shuying’s face, he walked along the mountain path in early autumn with Chu Feiyang.

Chu Feiyang took two people, one large and one small, into the Qingfeng Sword Sect, and Xiao Shitou was carried out by several seniors to play. Xinbai saw Chu Feiyang and Jun Shuying in the study, still looking uncomfortable.

After a few gossips about the holidays, Xinbai mentioned Xiao Shitou and Lin’er again: “After all, Lin’er should be nearly six years old, and Xiao Shiou is almost eight years old. Time flies…”

Chu Feiyang responded, seeing that Xinbai had other things to say, but he couldn’t figure out the true meaning of what he said.

Xin Bai glanced at Jun Shuying vainly. Jun Shuying had been sitting quietly on one side, if it wasn’t for the impatience in his eyes, Xinbai would have thought he had changed his temper.

“Ah, this…Speaking of which, Gao Fang and Young Master Jun Shuying were originally from Tianyi Sect.” Xinbai said again.

As Jun Shuying listened, she glanced at Xinbai viciously, and the old man trembled with fright.

This time, even Chu Feiyang raised his eyebrows: “Yes, master, didn’t you know it a long time ago.”

Xinbai continued with some guilty conscience: “The two have been very close. Any secrets can be shared…”

Chu Feiyang glanced at Jun Shuying, motioned him to retract his two gazes that were comparable to small knives, then sighed and said to Xinbai: “Master, what do you want to say?”

Xin Bai wailed for a long time, looked at Chu Feiyang, who looked puzzled, and looked at Jun Shuying, whose face was as deep as water. After gritting his teeth, he finally made up his mind and said: “Feiyang, Master wanted to say, Jun Shuying He can…”

At this moment, the door of the study was suddenly knocked open, and Xin Yunshen ran in with a brilliant face: “Brother, Xiao Lin’er is back!”

Chu Feiyang stood up abruptly, but Jun Shuying had already ran past him. Chu Feiyang turned his head back to the somewhat sluggish Xinbai and bowed his head and said, “Master, let’s talk about what’s going on during dinner at night. I’ll go see Lin’er first.” He disappeared in a flash.

Xin Yunshen looked at the two people who ran away with a gratified expression on his face, but was startled when he turned his head back: “Father, what’s the matter with you? Why is your face so ugly.”

“You…you bastard! I’m so upset about your business, why can’t you be considerate and considerate of me, ah?!” Xinbai rolled his eyes, vomiting blood with anger, “You can’t be more stable. You just can’t come in two paces late?!”

Xin Yunshen listened to his father’s reprimand with a silly look. He originally wanted to see Xiao Lin’er and join in the fun, but at this time he could only be trapped here and be trained in confusion.

Jun Shuying hurriedly walked towards the mountain gate, but met Chu Lin and Komatsu on the large square in front of the Qingfeng Sword Sect’s main hall.

It was the short figure, but stood tall and straight at this time, even the clothes were brave, neat and capable, carrying a small baggage, accompanied by a short wooden sword, just like a little knight.

Chu Lin stood still three steps away from Jun Shuying, raised his head to look at Xiang Jun Shuying, bit his lip, and then bowed in a respectful salute: “Daddy…”

The slight unfamiliarity and restraint made Jun Shuying’s heart sore, he slowly walked to Chu Lin and knelt down, looking at his small face.

Chu Feiyang had also arrived, standing behind Jun Shuying, smiled and nodded to Xiaosong beside Chu Lin, which was regarded as greeting.

Komatsu bent down and took the small burden off Chu Lin’s body and held it in his hand. He smiled and said to Chu Lin: “Didn’t Lin’er prepare a gift for Daddy? Why didn’t you speak anymore.”

Chu Lin didn’t bother to reply. He still looked at Jun Shuying with his black and white eyes, and said for a while: “Daddy, can Lin’er have to hug…”

Komatsu was stunned by childish words that he had never heard from him. Jun Shuying felt a sharp pain from the bottom of his heart. He suddenly hugged his Lin’er into his arms, picked up like he did when he was a child, clasped his arms tightly in his arms and patted his face tightly against Lin. Er’s tender little face: “Of course you can, of course… Lin’er is Daddy’s baby, and my Lin’er can do whatever he wants…”

“Daddy, Lin’er missed you so much…” Chu Lin cried softly with his arms around Jun Shuying’s neck, finally resembling a six-year-old child.

Komatsu walked away wittily and walked to Chu Feiyang’s side. Chu Feiyang looked at Jun Shuying and his youngest son, opened the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly.

Komatsu suddenly heard a scream from behind him, and when he looked back, he saw Xiao Shi rushing towards him calling Lin’er’s name.

He turned his head, sighed and said to Chu Fei: “Brother, it’s really unfair. You will be allowed to take advantage of any good things. This has always been the case since childhood.”

When Chu Feiyang listened, he still smiled slightly.

Under the bright and lofty sky of autumn, this reunion seems to have become eternal.

And in the melancholy backyard study, Xinbai finished reprimanding his dissatisfied son, waved away Xin Yunshen, and fell back on the chair to watch his son leave. Seeing that, he was obviously indifferent to what he said, his left ear went in and his right ear came out.

Xinbai sat crookedly on the chair and sighed: “I just can’t figure out, Jun Shuying can give birth, why can’t Gao Fang give birth? Why, why on earth?!”