Swordsman Jianghu【Rebirth】

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It has been half a month since Feng Yan and the others returned to Huashan Sword Sect.Probably because he had been away from home for too long, he stood at the mountain gate again, feeling as if he had passed away.

Feng Yan and senior brother walked in, and the Huashan disciples greeted them with smiles along the way. They had only heard about the young suzerain, and basically never saw it, and this time, it was the young suzerain who solved the demon sect and others. Everyone is honored.

"Daddy, Yan'er is back." Feng Yan looked at his father who was waiting in the lobby, stepped forward and knelt down, Su Qing also knelt beside him, and they kowtowed three times seriously.

"Get up." Feng Lie didn't expect that his son would be able to give such a big gift as soon as he came back. He felt proud and sad at the same time. He and Ruojin's son have grown up, and they can take care of themselves. They are no longer the child who needs his care. .

"Su Qing, get up too." Feng Lie reached out to help him, even though he was dissatisfied at first, but after seeing the relationship between the two children, he really had no way to refuse, he was just a father, he only wanted himself If Su Qing can do it safely and happily for the rest of his life, why should he stick to gender?

"Thank you, Sect Leader." Su Qing stood up with a calm expression on his face, but Feng Yan, who was standing next to him, felt his senior brother's good mood.

"You are also tired when you come back, go back and rest first." Feng Lie waved his hand to let them go down, then suddenly remembered something, and said, "You guys also go and have a look at that child in Yichen's room, I think the condition is not very good. "

"Understood, Daddy, let's go down first." Feng Yan dragged his senior brother step by step, and kept telling him about his past, not forgetting everything, even Su Qing who had missed Add on the side.

"Brother, let's go and see Su Rong first." Feng Yan now slowly remembered the past, and he still couldn't bear to think of that proud young man. He raised his head, "Can it be cured?"

Su Qing watched the sunlight hit his face through the leaves, adding a bit of charm to that small face. "It still depends on him."

Li Yichen knew that Feng Yan and the others were coming back today, but Su Rong's injuries hadn't completely healed, and he was still a little bored, so he didn't go out to greet him, but he didn't expect them to come over first.

"Young Sect Master, Senior Brother Su." Li Yichen had just brought the medicine from the kitchen when he saw the two figures coming together.

Feng Yan saw the medicine in his hand, pulled him under the shade of a tree, and said, "How is Su Rong?"

"It's okay, I've eaten a lot recently, but I still can't open my mouth, and I don't care about people for the time being."

"Oh, let's go in and see him."

In the room, Su Rong was lying on the bed wearing an underwear, breathing very lightly, still sleeping deeply, the two exposed wrists were very pale, and there were some scabbed scars on them, the face was completely invisible The previous appearance was very thin and pale.

Su Qing gave him his pulse, "It's okay to live, hang on with medicine first, you still have to let him want to live on his own."

"Senior brother." Feng Yan and the others walked out of the room, turned around and saw Li Yichen tucking the quilt for Su Rong, "I wouldn't be able to accept it."

"Go back and rest." Su Qing hugged him up, his voice was cold, "I'll try to see if I can refill his internal injuries another day. I can't do anything if Master isn't here."

"Oh." Feng Yan put his arms around his neck and secretly bit his earlobe. He remembered another thing, "Senior brother, what is the booklet that Ling Nian gave you? You said you would give it to me when you came back." See, you can't break your promise."

Su Qing gave him a meaningful look. That night, Feng Yan regretted that he had asked so many times. How good it was to pretend that he didn't hear him. The senior brother didn't want to tell him, and asked you to owe me!

"Ha... um..." Feng Yan was lying naked on the bed, but his eyes were covered, his hands were tied to the head of the bed by a red ribbon, his legs were also folded and tied to the sides, and his waist was padded. Putting on a pillow, the door is wide open in the back, which is a violated posture.

It has been like this for an hour since studying the contents of the booklet, and the person on his body still refuses to let him go, changing positions and manipulating him.

"Woooooo..." The red ribbon that was blindfolded was wet, Feng Yan couldn't use his hands, his legs were weak, and he was so hard that he was beaten, sobbing and crying.

Su Qing bit his Adam's apple, her voice hoarse, "Junior brother, do you still want to know the other contents of the pamphlet?"

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Crying and begging for mercy, half the night passed, Feng Yan didn't even have the strength to moan, he felt himself being turned over, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his body was filled again, the senior brother seemed to be She didn't hurt him anymore, and she didn't want to help him untie the red ribbon on his hand, every stroke inside her body was extremely ruthless.

When it was almost dawn, there were sections of red ribbons scattered under the bed. The person lying on him hugged him softly, with tear stains on his face, his eyes were slightly swollen, his lips were also a little red and swollen, and his body was even more so. It was horrible, and there were marks of different shades on the fair skin.

Su Qing hugged the man and touched his wrist. The red ribbon was soft and smooth, even if he used it for fun, it would not hurt the skin. It's just that this time he deliberately bullied the little junior because he had a hard time hitting him. A knot that cannot be broken unless he undoes it.

Early the next morning, Xiao Ruo, who came to invite the young suzerain to have breakfast, looked at Su Qing, the prospective son-in-law, in fear, tidied up the messy room, and prepared hot water by the way.

He had a bitter face. Although the young master had been away for five years, he grew up with the young master, and now seeing the mess all over the floor, he always felt that Senior Brother Su was too fierce. right?Otherwise, why use red ribbon?

what to do?Do you want to tell the boss?

Xiao Ruo was thinking hard, when he suddenly heard the young master's voice from the inner room, it was very hoarse, and he couldn't hear what he was saying, but he vaguely heard that Senior Brother Su coaxed the young master very gently, and then carried him behind the screen to wash up.

Feng Yan sat on his senior brother's lap, with his arms around his neck, his red phoenix eyes were still slightly swollen, he couldn't help shivering as he endured the intrusion of his senior brother's fingers behind him, "Senior brother, you don't love me anymore." Yesterday Senior Brother Wan was too fierce, he felt that he was going to die on the bed, and his butt hurt too.

Su Qing hugged his slender waist and bit his lower lip upon hearing this, which did not affect his movements at all, "Didn't I hurt you last night?"

Feng Yan's eyes were almost covered with mist, Su Qing smiled lightly, and kissed his eyes, "Are you still curious now?"

Feng Yan quickly shook his head. If he knew, he would never have asked so many times, but, "Brother, but, is there really someone who can do so many tricks? Won't they die on the bed?"

Su Qing looked at him and curled his lips slightly: "What do you think, Junior Brother? Didn't you feel very comfortable last night?"

Hearing this, Feng Yan's face was also red, his ears were also red, even the fair skin on his body was slightly red.

Su Qing helped him clean up, carried him back to the bed, and came out to serve him breakfast. He was familiar with these things, and if Xiao Ruo wanted to say that he could serve the young master for breakfast, he hesitated and dared not say so.

"What's the matter?" Su Qing glanced at him, he remembered that this young man used to serve his junior brother, and his hands and feet were also nimble.

"I, I'll serve the young master for breakfast." Xiao Ruo stammered, he really couldn't understand how someone like the young master would pick such a fierce person.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Feng Yan heard a voice inside, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"It's okay." Su Qing walked in with the porridge, and Xiao Ruo secretly encouraged herself for the sake of the young master, and walked in with her little heart shaking.

In the room, Feng Yan was wearing a moon-white undershirt, and was sitting on a soft cushion. He had just taken a shower, and his face was still flushed red from the heat, which made his rabbit eyes less obtrusive. "Brother."

"Young Master, Xiao Ruo will serve you for breakfast." Xiao Ruo placed the side dishes one by one, and looked at Su Qing's face.

"It's okay, Xiao Ruo, go down, these brothers will do it." Feng Yan coughed lightly.

It's just that before I finished speaking, a disciple outside said that the head of the sect was looking for Su Qing, Feng Yan lifted the quilt and wanted to go with him, but his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand at all, so it was Su Qing who picked him up and let him go. Go back to bed.

"I'll come back as soon as I go, you have breakfast first." Su Qing kissed his forehead, and handed the bowl to Xiao Ruo, "Don't let your young master eat those strong dishes."

"Oh." Xiao Ruo replied softly, and after Su Qing left, seeing Feng Yan hesitated to speak, he didn't know where to hand the spoon.

"Xiao Ruo, what's the matter? Tell me if you have something to do." Feng Yan simply didn't want him to feed him. He just enjoyed his senior brother's thoughtfulness, and it's not like he didn't have the ability to take care of himself.

"Young master, he, Senior Brother Su, he," Xiao Ruo scratched his head impatiently, "Master, if you are wronged, you must tell Xiao Ruo, and we will tell the head."

"Huh?" Feng Yan glanced at him inexplicably, chewing the glutinous millet porridge in his mouth, the depression from last night dissipated a lot, "What can I suffer?"

"Young master, you are so easy to talk, I can see it."

"See what?"

"My lord, can we not find him? It would be better if we find a docile girl, it's better than him tying you up." Xiao Ruo's face was red and embarrassed, and she was about to cry when she said that.

"..." Feng Yan choked on a mouthful of porridge, and parted his lips, "Xiao Ruo, you misunderstood, senior brother didn't force me, so don't tell daddy about these things." If daddy found out, he would kill senior brother.

"But--"

"No but, I did it voluntarily." Feng Yan interrupted him, "Xiao Ruo, if you still don't understand, these are all voluntary, as long as that person is a senior brother, that's enough."

"Really??" Xiao Ruo looked at him worriedly.

Feng Yan nodded affirmatively, "En."

"No, doesn't it hurt? I heard that it hurts between men."

Feng Yan bit the spoon, frightened the child, and thought about his words: "He is not willing to let me hurt, even if he bullies, it is because of his interest."

"Oh."

The author has something to say:

Brother: Come on, do you want to study the booklet?

Feng Xiaoyan: Yes!

So the younger brother cried all night that night