Chapter 222 Farming: Can't Put It Down

So there is this bet.

Feng Xuanyi bet that Su Bei would not hurt him no matter what, but the emperor thought so.

No, no, only not enough chips.

If the emperor loses this gamble, then he will not interfere with Feng Xuanyi and agree to leave with Su Bei.

And if Feng Xuanyi loses, then he will have to serve the country in his lifetime.

In fact, Feng Xuanyi's memory recovered, he would rather not recover, he was tired of the days of going to the battlefield.

When Feng Xuanyi returned to the mansion, Su Bei was basking in the sun.

He approached Su Bei and asked, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Su Bei shook his head, "No."

Feng Xuanyi held Su Bei's hand, his eyes were so dark that no light could penetrate, "Then do you have something to tell me?"

Su Bei tilted his head, "I'm hungry."

Feng Xuanyi chuckled, "I've ordered the kitchen to make it, it's all your favorite food."

Su Bei looked at his hands that had grown a lot of flesh, and complained, "Do you think I will become a big fat man?"

Feng Xuanyi kissed Su Bei's fingertips, "No matter what you become, I like it."

Su Bei said bluntly: "But I don't like you when you become ugly."

Feng Xuanyi looked at Su Bei's round fingertips, and kissed them again, "There won't be that day."

Su Bei didn't ask him if he said that there would be no day when he would become ugly or that there would be no day when he would not like him, who knows?

Gradually, the air became a little scorching hot, and Feng Xuanyi kissed Su Bei's fingertips delicately, like a pervert.

No, he is a pervert.

Su Bei pulled out his hand a few times, but he still didn't pull it out, so he let Feng Xuanyi go.

Feng Xuanyi is like a dog, not letting go of every finger of Su Bei.

Su Bei finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Do you think my hands are bones?"

Feng Xuanyi's voice became hoarse, "Su Bei, I want you."

Su Bei, "Oh."

Feng Xuanyi looked at Su Bei, who was expressionless, and felt irritable in his heart for no reason.

He has never been able to figure out Su Bei's mind, just like now.

He looked at Su Bei stubbornly, and said over and over again: "Su Bei, I want you."

Su Bei got annoyed and said angrily, "Can I beat you?"

A hot light suddenly flashed in Feng Xuanyi's eyes, he leaned close to Su Bei, and kissed the corner of his lips like a jewel, "Is it okay?"

Su Bei said disgustedly: "Why are you so ink-stained!"

Then Su Bei's lips were blocked.

Like a puppy gnawing on a bone, Feng Xuanyi kissed every inch of Su Bei's skin, leaving eye-catching marks.

Not long after, most of the clothes of the two of them had loosened, and most of Su Bei's fair shoulders were covered with red marks that could not be ignored.

There is no one else in the yard except them.

In the silence, only the heavy breathing of the two could be heard.

The two nestled on the chaise longue, which looked a little cramped.

Feng Xuanyi held Su Bei in his arms, loving him so much.

Su Bei was carried into the bathing pool in a daze, and was soaked in the warm water.

Suddenly, he shivered and became more sober, trying to break free from Feng Xuanyi's embrace.

He said, "I'm hungry." Really hungry.

Feng Xuanyi pressed Su Bei against the wall of the pool, and his hot skin burned Su Bei.

He leaned into Su Bei's ear and said, "Are you still full? It's okay..."

The unfinished words were scattered in the ripples of the bath.

Su Bei's voice trembled slightly, "You bastard!"

Feng Xuanyi repressedly replied: "Yes, I'm a bastard, your own bastard."