Xiao Fengyue was a furnace cauldron, and was given to the Demon Lord by his sect in exchange for benefits. He finally escaped, but was picked up by Yan Feixing and brought back to the sect.
He thought that he had just stepped out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's mouth, and would inevitably be bullied and humiliated again, but he did not expect that the whole sect would treat him like a jewel.
Spiritual stones that he couldn't save before, elixirs that he couldn't afford, and magical weapons that he had never seen were piled into his hands for free for him to choose and squander.
Yan Feixing, who is known as the best in the world, even washes his hands and makes soup for him, doing whatever he needs with his own hands.
Xiao Fengyue seemed to be in a dream. Will pie really fall from the sky? Or does Yan Feixing want him to give up Yuanyang willingly?
Xiao Fengyue tested Yan Feixing, and he climbed onto his bed, his clothes half-undressed and his eyes blurred.
When Yan Feixing saw his thin arms and legs, he thought that his body was too weak and his foundation was not solid. From now on, he would need to add one more set of physical training every day.
Xiao Fengyue intentionally or unintentionally made physical contact, bathed with Yan Feixing, and met honestly. She traced the scars on his body with her fingers and deliberately teased them.
There was no coveting for beauty in Yan Feixing's eyes, only recognition for himself. He talked enthusiastically about fighting for half his life, fighting with swords and blood, fighting against invincible opponents all over the world.
Xiao Fengyue's hint failed and she directly showed her cards: "I was born in the wind and moon. I am covered in filth. I learned to serve others with sex. What do you want from me?"
Yan Feixing pitied him for his past loneliness: "I just want to accept you as my disciple, pass on your mantle, and support you."
Later, Xiao Fengyue was reborn and became famous all over the world. He was a romantic talent admired by many people.
As he said that the old house of someone who only wanted to be a master was on fire, he didn't realize that his jealousy was fermenting into possessiveness in his chest.
Xiao Fengyue: "Master, someone proposed marriage to me."
Yan Feixing gritted his teeth: "You are not allowed to agree."
Is it possible that Xiao Fengyue did something different: "But he has already come to the door..."
Before Xiao Fengyue could finish her words, she was gagged.
Outside the door separated by a wall, the suitor was being taken to visit the courtyard. Xiao Fengyue looked at the master who was kissing him, with a small sense of pride that his plan had succeeded.
"Master, I like you the most."
Intention: There is light in the darkness, which is salvation
