Chapter 552

Chapter 552 junior brother, you stay

After saying a few words, Hua Ruyan went to the kitchen to cook dinner, and everyone ate it happily, so they went to practice separately.

They are martial artists. The most important thing every day is to practice.

Chen Feng came to Han yu'er's practice room. After he pushed the door in, Han yu'er raised his head and looked at him, with some doubts and questions in his eyes.

Chen Feng closed the door, walked up to her, sat down slowly, stared at Han yu'er, and stopped talking. His face was very embarrassed.

Han yu'er seemed to think of something, and suddenly his face turned very white. Looking at Chen Feng, he said softly, "Chen Feng, I guess what you're going to say. This time you went to Zhenmo Valley to look for the trace of your father. After you came back, you were busy living in a large family, and you never had time to tell me..."

"Is it true that my father has been unlucky?"

Chen Feng looked heavy, nodded loudly, then took out the sword of Han Cong, handed it to Han yu'er, and said softly, "I found a skeleton in Zhenmo Valley, and there are only white bones left."

"There is nothing to mark his identity. I only found this long sword beside him. It was the sword of martial uncle in those days!"

Han yu'er took the long sword, took it in his hand, carefully rubbed it, and his eyes were full of tears.

She whispered, "yes, yes, this is my father's sword."

Say, holding the long sword, burst into tears, extremely sad.

He had already guessed that his father Han Cong might have suffered an accident, but at this time, after personally confirming the news from Chen Feng, he still felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

Chen Feng sat in front of her and held her in his arms. Han yu'er's head was close to Chen Feng's chest, and his hands tightly hugged Chen Feng's waist. It seemed that he was afraid that if he let go, Chen Feng would also leave him.

Chen Feng gently touched her hair and comforted her in a low voice.

After a while, Chen Feng felt that Han yu'er's cry in her arms was getting lower and lower, and finally slowly there was no movement.

Chen Feng looked down. In this way, Han yu'er leaned against Chen Feng's chest, his face gloomy, and he had fallen asleep.

However, her eyebrows wrinkled from time to time, and her eyelashes trembled slightly from time to time, indicating that he was still a little anxious in his heart.

Chen Feng gently breathed out, stood up gently, picked her up, put her on the bed aside, and then gently covered her quilt.

He was afraid of waking Han Yuer, and his action was extremely slight.

But when he was about to turn around and leave, Han yu'er suddenly clenched his hand.

He heard a slightly inaudible voice: "younger martial brother, will you stay with me tonight?"

Chen Feng's heart trembled slightly. He knew what Han yu'er meant by this.

Chen Feng looked at Han yu'er and saw that she was still closed her eyes, but her eyelashes were shaking rapidly. Obviously, she was very excited in her heart, and her pretty face was also slightly red, and her body became hot.

Chen Feng sighed secretly, smiled and said, "OK, elder martial sister, I'll stay with you tonight."

Then he also lay on his side on the bed. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took Han yu'er into his arms and hugged him firmly.

Han yu'er blushed with shame, and her heart fluttered. She felt Chen Feng's hand covering her back, thick, strong, powerful, full of heat and temperature.

Han yu'er just felt that she was shaking all over. She was waiting for what would happen next, and she didn't know whether it was expectation or fear.

But after a while, Chen Feng didn't make any moves, just holding her in his arms, that's all.

Han yu'er breathed softly, and she didn't know whether to be happy or lost. But at this moment, lying in Chen Feng's arms made her feel at ease.

She let out a kitten like sob in her throat, rubbed her small head in Chen Feng's arms, turned over, found a comfortable position, also held Chen Feng, and then fell asleep like this.

The next morning, a touch of sunshine poured into the house through the window lattice. The warm spring sunshine shone on people, which was very comfortable.

Han yu'er whined, opened his eyes, and then he saw that Chen Feng was looking at him gently at this time, with a slight smile on the corners of his mouth.

Chen Feng's eyes are bright, and the beauty sleeps late in spring. Such scenes are rare.

He smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "elder martial sister, you are so beautiful that you can't do anything!"

Han yu'er heard such praise from his mouth for the first time. For a moment, her heart was shocked and happy, and her mouth was filled with laughter. But thinking of the shameful thing that I actively courted last night, my face turned red again.

She covered Chen Feng's eyes with her small hands and said, "don't look, don't look."

They laughed for a while before they got up. After what happened yesterday, although they didn't have a real love affair, their feelings were deeper.

They feel very tacit understanding with each other, a feeling of blood and water blending, which seems to be the other half of their lives that cannot be abandoned.

Chen Feng took out Han Cong's long sword again. At this time, Han yu'er had adjusted her mood and eased it. There was no more sadness. She looked at Chen Feng in surprise and asked, "younger martial brother, what happened to this sword?"

In her opinion, this is a very ordinary long sword.

Chen Feng shook his head slowly and said, "this long sword is very unusual."

With that, he told the story that after his purple moon knife was shocked to fly in Zhenmo Valley, he used this long sword to block the enemy's powerful attack, but this long sword was safe and sound.