Chapter 353

"Master... Get up..."

Carefully close to the head of the bed, yeluyan didn't dare to speak too loudly, because he knew that Yang Feng was angry to get up. If you wake him up too loudly, you will have no good fruit to eat.

However, such a small voice was not as loud as Yang Feng's snoring. Yang Feng didn't hear it at all and was still sleeping soundly.

There was no way. Yeluyan had to sneak up to him, gently pinch his nose and say, "get up, don't get up again, the sun will dry your ass."

"Stop it!"

He knocked off yeluyan's hand. Yang Feng turned over and slept again, ignoring him at all.

But he turned his eyes. Yeluyan had to climb up Yang Feng's bedside with light hands and feet, face his ears and gently call: "get up..."

"Come on!"

However, before his words were finished, Yang Feng drank loudly, hugged his body, and threw him all onto the bed. He turned over and pressed him under his body without opening his eyes. He smiled and said, "naughty, dare to disturb my dream early in the morning and see how I deal with you. Come on, kiss first, Hei hei!"

Then Yang Feng tooted his mouth and bumped into yeluyan's big mouth.

Looking at this bloody mouth rushing towards him like a meteor chasing the moon, yeluyan couldn't help but take a hard swipe on his face and screamed, "master, no, it's me!"

Uh... Why is it a male voice?

The body couldn't stop. Yang Feng's mouth suddenly stopped, and then opened his sleepy eyes. But at this moment, what I saw was not Ji Shishi's beautiful face, but yeluyan, a weak boy.

Moreover, the distance between them is very close, and the difference between their two mouths is so one millimeter that they will completely touch each other.

Even the breath that two people spit out from each other can completely pour into each other's nose.

Oh!

Suddenly, both of them felt a tumbling in their stomach, but in a moment, they all rushed to the head of the bed and vomited at the spittoon.

And as they vomited, they scrambled for the only spittoon.

"Bah, yeluyan, what do you want to do? Insult me while I'm asleep? Vomit..." Yang Feng spit red and scolded, holding the spittoon tightly in his hand.

But soon, the spittoon was grabbed by yeluyan and vomited again. Then he was out of breath and said, "master, you still have the face to say? Well, what are you doing holding me to bed? I think you want to insult me!"

"Fart, I thought poetry was coming. What we two legal couples do is not taken for granted. But you, sneaking up on my bed, what are you doing?"

"Didn't I wake you up? Your majesty has an order to let you go to the gate to meet the Chubi mission."

"What are you talking about? This is the emperor's will. Are you wrong?"

Hearing his words, Yang Feng couldn't help but pick his eyebrows and look rebellious.

Yeluyan turned his eyelids and nodded clearly, "yes, please. Your majesty, please go to the gate of the city and strengthen the national prestige of Nanzhao!"

"Well, that's pretty much the same!"

With a slight smile, Yang Feng nodded faintly, then looked at the yeluyan and said coldly, "then you wake me up and get up. You run to my bedside and blow into my ears. What are you doing so ambiguous? I thought my wife was coming!"

"Nonsense, I used to wake you up. Didn't you beat me up? Did I dare to shout?"

Yeluyan was a little wronged. Yang Feng couldn't help laughing and curling his mouth and said, "elm head, you can't wake me up loudly. You can find some beautiful women to come to my bed and gently shout me to get up."

Uh!

As soon as he pulled his cheek, yeluyan was speechless.

"Master, madam, let me bring you some face wash. Hurry... Eh!"

Suddenly, at this time, a light smile suddenly sounded. Yue'er came in with a copper washbasin and a small half of the basin of water. She was stunned to see the two big men wrapped in the quilt on the bed.

"HMM... I didn't know you had such a close relationship besides the apprenticeship relationship. Sorry to bother, I didn't see anything!"

Then the moon put down her basin and ran away.

"Moon!"

Seeing this, yeluyan couldn't help yelling: "don't get me wrong. I'm not that kind of person. I was forced by master just now... Er bah, I'm wrong. We're both innocent. Don't think about it. I'm only interested in girls. No, I'm only interested in girls like you!"

He was so frightened that yeluyan jumped out of bed and hurriedly chased him out for fear that yue'er might misunderstand him.

Yang Feng yawned long and didn't care. He just vomited so empty that he got up lazily, freshened up casually and went out for breakfast.

After breakfast, I have nothing to do anyway. I'll go to the gate to meet the mission.

Of course, on such formal diplomatic occasions, he can't dress too casually. He must wear that windy gold armor in order to highlight his dignity.

On the other hand, outside the city gate, the vast crowd has already been crowded into one.

A Guda took the city defense army to maintain order. Although the Nanzhao emperor did not come here, five royal ancestors, such as tie Zhanyi, met here with officials of the Ministry of rites.

However, there is something strange about the five royal ancestors, four of whom are majestic with gold armor.

There was only one person, wearing an ordinary Royal robe. Although it looked expensive, it couldn't match the domineering spirit of the golden armor.

Yes, he is the most respected of the Royal ancestors, iron war clothes.

"Brother Huang, I'm going to see that gandiro later. Your outfit is too inappropriate. Why don't you wear our imperial dragon soul armor? This can show the style of our iron family and won't be despised by the seventh!"

"Ah? This..."

A royal ancestor, looking at the soft material of iron war clothes, made a sound of doubt.

Tie Zhanyi smiled awkwardly: "well... I've had a rash recently. I'm flustered in heavy armor. The imperial doctor suggested that I wear cool clothes at ordinary times, ha ha!"

"Ah? Brother Huang, you've got rash? It's impossible. Your old third-order top fighter is as hard as iron. Can you get rash so easily? Let me see where it is?"

"Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

The old brothers looked at him with concern, but when they saw that he waved his hands in anger and looked gloomy, they stopped talking.

Iron war clothes didn't look at them, but they were angry secretly, but they couldn't vent, let alone mention it to others.

Did he tell others that his treasure armor was directly robbed by Yang Feng at his door?

Is that humiliating? Do you want his old face?

Alas