Brilliant thorn

Chufeng and Tang Yun exchanged glances tacitly, and retreated one after another, leaving Xiao Jue space to be alone.

Xiao Jue sat behind the small table, staring at the small bamboo house that could be seen at a glance, unable to regain consciousness for a long time.

In the evening, the light in the room dimmed, and a voice woke Xiao Jue who was lying on the table.

"are you asleep?"

Xiao Jue raised his head, and the tall man was leaning against the narrow doorway, almost blocking the afterglow of the setting sun behind him, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

But he was sure that the other party's eyes were curved, the corners of his mouth were raised, and even the tip of his eyebrows must be gentle.

He asked "Why" abruptly, his voice hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Fu Shaoyu leaned against the door frame without moving a muscle, and only sighed softly: "That's why I don't want to tell you, do you know how painful your expression is now?"

Xiao Jue lowered his eyes, stared at the poems on the paper, and said in a muffled voice, "Answer the question carefully."

Fu Shaoyu walked in front of him, lifted his chin, and touched the corners of his eyes, which were wet.

"Why didn't I realize that you love to cry so much before? This is the first time you shed tears for me, have you counted it yourself?"

Xiao Jue tilted his head to avoid his hand, but he was held by the collar and stood into the man's generous arms.

"Why else?" Fu Shaoyu grabbed the back of his neck and looked straight into Xiao Jue's eyes, "I was only 17 years old back then, when I fell in love with someone, I wanted to give him the best in the world , is it hard to understand?"

The love of young people is sincere, passionate, reckless and delusional.

"Then why me?" Xiao Jue rolled his Adam's apple, "I'm not worth it..."

"Hush——" Fu Shaoyu pressed his lips, and said with a smile: "Whether you are worth it or not, it doesn't matter if you say it, I say it."

Xiao Jue lowered his eyes, staring at the finger that was close at hand.

"What's more, you are my only little apprentice. Isn't it reasonable for me to love and protect you?" Fu Shaoyu lightly scraped his lips, and cupped Xiao Jue's face with both hands. The eyes of the people meet again. "Remember, you are worth it all, and I don't like you belittle yourself."

Xiao Jue closed his eyes, took the initiative to kiss Fu Shaoyu's lips, and asked vaguely: "Isn't it difficult to live here for five years?"

"Then tell me first," Fu Shaoyu rubbed the tip of his nose, "Do you admit that you shed tears because you love me?"

"...Well, my heart hurts." Xiao Jue wrapped his arms around his neck, and pressed kisses on his cheeks, like a puppy pleasing its master.

Fu Shaoyu put his arms around his thin waist, absently reminiscing about the past.

"I was locked up here at first, and I only wanted to escape. After repeated failures, I knew that there was no hope of going down the mountain, so I complained to the public."

Xiao Jue licked and kissed more gently.

"Every time he comes to see me, I wish I could make him so angry." Fu Shaoyu rubbed Xiao Jue's back, "It's been so noisy, it's been three years in a flash."

Xiao Jue said: "Then you still dare to bring me in front of Grandpa."

"You are beautiful and sensible. Grandpa naturally likes you. He is angry with me." Fu Shaoyu sighed, "After all, he has painstakingly cultivated me all these years, but I ignored the overall situation and only wanted to go down the mountain. It hurt his old man."

Especially the sentence "You just use me as a tool of revenge" that blurted out back then stabbed Fu Zhanfeng severely in the heart.

At that time, he regretted it when he said it. After seeing his grandfather fainted, Fu Shaoyu was even more annoyed. He knelt in front of Fu Zhanfeng's hospital bed and slapped himself several times.

"That's why you punished yourself and faced the wall here for another two years?"

"Ah."

Seeing him showing sad eyes again, Fu Shaoyu's heart softened completely.

He smiled and kissed Xiao Jue's brow: "Actually, living here is not as hard as you think, but it has brought me a lot of benefits."

Xiao Jue only thought that he was comforting himself, what is the difference between living in this kind of place and an ascetic monk?

"Really, I won't lie to you," Fu Shaoyu said, "In order to prevent me from escaping, the guards my grandfather hired were first-class masters. Thanks to them, my martial arts improved by leaps and bounds during that time."

Only then did Xiao Jue show a hint of a smile.

"Later, I received all kinds of news about you from Tang Jun, knowing that you had become the top killer of Taxian Pavilion, I thought, my little mute has become powerful, how can I fall? So I went If you study your inner skills here, you will be able to achieve a small amount of success when you leave the customs. But..."

Fu Shaoyu changed the topic, and the smile on his face also restrained.

Xiao Jue bit his chin lightly, raised his eyes to meet his lowered gaze, and waited for his next words.

"However, the only thing I regret is that I didn't know that Cui Yushu would abuse you." Fu Shaoyu put one hand into Xiao Jue's open skirt, stroking his smooth chest and abdomen, his eyes darkened.

"If I had known about this, I would have tried to pick you up from Taxian Pavilion as soon as I left the customs. You have suffered a lot for no reason."

"You don't need to say too much," Xiao Jue's heart became hot, and he hugged him even tighter, "I understand everything, I am content with this now."

Fu Shaoyu hugged him and shook him lightly, holding his ears, and asked coquettishly, "Is that little mute still angry with little master?"

The hot air was blown into the ears, and the hairs all over his body stood up from scratching.

Xiao Jue buried his head in his chest and whispered, "I'm not angry anymore."

"Huh?" Fu Shaoyu deliberately teased him: "Speak louder, I didn't hear you."

Xiao Jue bit his nipple, the tip of his tongue quickly wetted the thin summer clothes, and the darker part became faintly visible.

Fu Shaoyu's breathing froze for a moment, and he called him a "bad guy" in a hoarse voice.

Xiao Jue raised his eyelids and stared straight at him, then slowly moved to the other side, teasing the man's nerves with the tip of his tongue.

Almost immediately, Fu Shaoyu gave him the most honest and firm response.

"Don't move around." The warning voice was low and hoarse, full of strong lust.

Xiao never listened, they hadn't made love for more than half a month, Fu Shaoyu endured it hard, and so did he.

The bamboo house was full of dust, Fu Shaoyu didn't want to have sex with Xiao Jue in this kind of place, so he gritted his teeth and lifted him on his shoulders, and walked back in big strides.

Xiao Jue giggled: "I didn't believe you when you said you were born with a clean nature, so it wasn't a lie."

Fu Shaoyu patted his ass: "Be honest, you will suffer later."

Xiao Jue hung his upper body behind his back, his long arms drooped, and dishonestly slapped the man's ass, half provocative and half flirting: "You just come, I'm looking forward to it."

Fu Shaoyu simply practiced lightness kung fu, brought the person back to Songyexuan as quickly as possible, kicked open the door of the sleeping hall, and could not help but push the arrogant person against the wall.

The two got tangled up on the table from behind the door, kissed passionately all the way, knocked down the stool, and fell into the soft couch.

Clothes were scattered all over the floor, and the azure curtain began to shake in the last ray of sunlight.

The result of Xiao Jue's random teasing was that the two indulged like crazy for a whole night, and he couldn't get out of bed the next day.

Fu Shaoyu personally served him tea and water, and no one was allowed to serve him closely.

Chu Feng seemed a little disappointed.

The last time Xiao Jue was taken away from Buzhi Peak, seeing his vivacious appearance, he once suspected that Fu Shaoyu's waist was not good, so he specially collected a few books of secret opera pictures, and went to the mountains early in the morning to catch some of them. only sparrow.

"What are you doing catching sparrows?" Fu Shaoyu was puzzled.

"Wow, drink wine, drink with dodder, solidify essence and warm yang, very useful." Chufeng smiled ambiguously, raised his eyebrows and slapped Fu Shaoyu's shoulder, "But it seems that the innocent young master has already When I grow into a mighty and strong man, I don't have to work hard."

Fu Shaoyu thought for a while and said, "It's not impossible."

Chufeng: "Huh?"

Fu Shaoyu took the erotic map in his arms, and put it in his pocket solemnly: "If you have nothing to do, just mix medicine and bubble wine, and don't look at these vulgar things."

Chufeng was taken aback for a moment, and he had already walked away.

"Hey!" He turned his head and said to Jueying, "Young Master, are you being prudish? What are you pretending to be in front of us?"

Jueying said: "The wine is too foamy, I will catch the sparrow."

Chu Feng: "?"

When he recalled it, Jueying had followed Fu Shaoyu and walked out of his field of vision.

Chufeng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the so-called "the one who is close to vermilion is red, and the one who is close to ink is black" is not unreasonable. How could a good piece of wood suddenly grow crooked?

The days in Chunshan Terrace were quite peaceful and comfortable. Apart from practicing martial arts and swords, Xiao Jue spent time with Fu Shaoyu.

Although he doesn't like to be lively, after a long time, surrounded by lively people like Chu Feng and Tang Yun, he also began to experience the fun.

Occasionally, they would push Pai Gow, fight crickets, dig out honeycombs, and hunt wild with them. Tang Jun was also happy to call him when he did something bad. They will not be punished too harshly.

Xiao Jue became fond of laughing, and when he smiled, Cen Buyu liked to paint his portrait, and then sold it to Fu Shaoyu for only five taels of silver.

In a blink of an eye, it was early autumn in September.

That day Xiao Jue was playing with Cen Buyu Shuanglu Bo in the small pavilion in the garden. Chu Feng and Tang Yun were respectively throwing dice for the two of them. Chi Xue suddenly ran out from behind the arched door with an excited expression on his face.

"Grandpa is back! He has arrived at the mountain gate!"

Tang Jun and Chufeng immediately threw the dice and jumped out like monkeys. Cen Buyu was older than them and stood up calmly, but his face could not hide his excitement.

"Let's put the chess game aside for now, and go to meet Grandpa first."

Xiao Jue nodded, and it was obvious that the few of them had deep feelings for Fu Zhanfeng, after all, they were brought up by the old man.

He also followed, and asked casually, "Grandfather often lives in Peidu, why did he come back suddenly?"

Cen Buyu was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Don't you know? Tomorrow is your son's birthday."

Xiao Jue was also stunned, he didn't know his birthday, and after being together for so long, he forgot to ask Fu Shaoyu.

"It's okay, it's not too late to know now." Cen Buyu patted him on the shoulder, "Young master is easy to coax."

Xiao Jue nodded, and when he came to the hillside in front of Chunshan Terrace, Fu Shaoyu was already standing there.

"Come here," Fu Shaoyu waved at him, "The weather is getting colder, why didn't you wear the robe I put on the bedside for you?"

"Forgot." Xiao Jue stood beside him, looked down the mountain, and saw a team of dozens of people coming up the mountain in the distance.

"Is grandpa riding a horse? It doesn't look like it." Chufeng muttered in wonder.

Tang Yun took a look and said, "Really, what's your look?"

When the horse team approached, the corners of their mouths twitched.

I saw Fu Zhanfeng dressed in a white Taoist robe, with a fairy-like demeanor, leisurely and at ease.And it was a tall camel that was carrying him hard up the hill.