The Rise of Phoenixes

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Chun Yumeng didn’t matter. He laughed and squeezed to Feng Zhiwei, saying, "Let's open up, listen to the head of the hospital!"

A group of people with different expressions were escorted to the backyard quiet room. The strange thing was that Gu Nanyi, the culprit, had no one to bother him. As if the person did not exist, he would forget him.

But Gu Nanyi himself will not forget-seeing Feng Zhiwei taken away, he immediately floated out, Feng Zhiwei glanced at the uncle prostitute-at a glance, Gu Nanyi could only outsmart Compete against the enemy, God and man!

There is a courtyard at the back of the academy, which is specially used to confine the students who make mistakes. The small room of a square foot is divided into seven or eight rooms. There are only a few beds in it. The windows are small and still high.

Feng Zhi counts, and his heart is just right, one person per room.

She pushed into a small room and heard a sentence before closing: "Think about it! Seven days!"

Seven days.

Feng Zhiwei looked back, seeing Xin Ziyan standing hand in hand while he was busy, his entire face was smiling, but his eyes were not smiling.

Okay, seven days... Feng Zhi smiled and waited until the seven days of confinement sat down, maybe everything had passed.

The small room was very quiet. She sat with her eyes closed and thought, taking advantage of this opportunity to appreciate some of the martial arts recorded in that booklet. She always felt that there was a method of practicing Qi in the booklet. Every time she tried to practice, she made She is very comfortable.

Even if you can’t practice martial arts, it’s better to level out that weird heat flow in your body. How can you say goodbye to this wonderful river and mountain and beautiful world?

Suddenly there was movement on the top of her head. She looked up and saw Gu Nanyi sitting high above the small window, holding a pillow in his left hand-his special one, and a quilt in his right hand-Feng Zhiwei.

The sky will be dark, the moonlight will gradually rise, and the people who are more serene and clear than the moonlight will be dimly behind the veil in the height. It looks really beautiful, but the pillow in his arm is too killing the scenery.

Seeing Fengzhi looking at him slightly, Gu Nanyi flatly fell down and was very used to sleeping in the small bed.

Feng Zhi sighed softly and tried to persuade: "Master, do you sleep next to me? That's close too."

Gu Nanyi's answer was to throw the quilt Feng Zhiwei on the table.

Okay...Master asked her to sleep on the table.

Feng Zhi sighed slightly at the moon with sorrow, then went to the table mournfully, climbed halfway, and heard the man's dry words: "That's delicious, take it again."

Feng Zhiwei turned back-"How?"

Then I saw Gu Young Master seemed to miss it very much, finger gently touched his lips.

There is no light in the room, only a line of moonlight spreads like a roll, silver and white like frost, the man's veil is half up, like the jade skin's upper lip color is like spring, thin and soft and luminous, and the jade-like white slender fingertips are put aside Light, lined with that light red color, like a hundred thousand feet of snowfield blooming deep red snow lotus, instantly struck all the cardamom building dream.

Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and the apricot blossoms of the Ming Dynasty opened in Livor.

Feng Zhi missed a few beats in his heartbeat.

The most extreme temptation in the world is the unintentional temptation, because of the ignorance and the natural charm.

Gu Nanyi didn't know the beauty and temptation at that moment. He just thought of the unintended taste a while ago and missed the strong and agitated taste that never belonged to his condensed life.

"No wine now..." Feng Zhiwei retrieved her voice for a long time, and couldn't help but remember how he "drinked" the wine that night, and his face was red again.

However, after the red was over, she was angry again-why didn't he blush? Does he really think that Master Gu drank the wine on a piece of wood!

"Drink." Someone never cares what she expresses, just what she wants to express.

"No!" Feng Zhiwei was rude.

"Have!"

The sound from the corner of the wall made Feng Zhiwei startled. Upon closer inspection, there was a hole under the bed. The sound was pure and fierce, and it sounded triumphant: "Any wine! Have a superb daughter red or a deserted glass." drunk?"

Feng Zhi was slightly silent-it seemed that Jun Yu's classmates were often confined in confinement, so that even the confinement cell had been dug through him, and he also stored a lot of good wine.

A pot of wine was stuffed, and Feng Zhiwei was about to pick it up, and he reached over with one hand and took it without hesitation.

Then Feng Zhiwei was stunned to see that Master Gu lifted his veil, poured out a few drops of wine, rubbed it on the corners of his lips, and then gently licked...

"..."

Feng Zhiwei collapsed...

Did the child appear to drive the madman?

Her blush went white and white and red and then went through countless reincarnations... Seeing that he actually dripped, wiped and licked and tasted like this, it seemed that drinking was the most flavorful way. The face is also dizzy like moonlight in the dark, and the completely unconscious temptation of the natural action, and the replay of the related associations caused by the repetition of this action, which is very lethal and directly collapsed Feng. Zhiwei's calmness and reason.

Finally Feng Zhiwei couldn't bear it. A forward, who was not afraid of death, snatched back the jug of wine from Master Gu. Before Master Gu flared, he shouted: "Wine is drunk like this!"

Then she tilted her head upwards and grunted and poured half a pot down, thinking of drinking and drinking, drunk dead, how can I live this day...

Gu Nanyi said, "Oh," he seemed to be very happy to find out how to drink the wine. He had been impatient for a long time now. Why didn't he have the special taste that day?

He sat there, looked up, vaguely remembered that this was wine, and remembered who seemed to have said that he could only taste a little, but it didn't matter, he was just him, others were others.

Twenty-one years of his world, strange and condensed, like freshness, he wanted to know.

Stretching out his hand, there was something to learn, and the second half of the pot drank with pleasure.

Half a pot under the pot, the aroma of the wine on the four sides became stronger, rich and cool, the taste of the green grass in the faint running water was more distinct, and it was combined with the aroma of the wine, and the person was drunk.

Feng Zhi shook his head slightly, felt a little dizzy, surprised in her heart, she was a mass, she seemed to drink gracefully, but in fact, the more she drank the brighter, what is happening today?