Master Xiao thinks about those years

Memories are pure and beautiful.

Yan Chen's thoughts suddenly returned to a certain day six years ago.

He sat by the coffee table, his fingers shuttled among the various tea sets.And beside him stood a cute and pure boy.

"Master, Master, is the tea ready soon?" Fu Nian raised her head, her small face full of anticipation.

Yan Chen laughed dumbly: "Not yet, how can it be so fast."

Fu Nian grabbed the hem of Yan Chenxue's white clothes: "Master, hurry up, I want to be the first to drink the tea cooked by Master. When Meng Huan comes, I won't be the first."

Yan Chen couldn't laugh or cry, he touched the boy's head and said, "So impatient?"

The boy's face was full of determination: "Of course! I like drinking tea, and I like the tea cooked by Master the most!"

"I like the tea cooked by Master the most..."

"I like the tea cooked by Master the most..."

The immature accent was still in his ears, Yan Chen stared blankly at the talisman in front of him, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Fu Nian looked at him in a daze, thought it was because his tone was too harsh, and he was inexplicably apologetic at the moment, the sternness in his eyes faded a little, and said: "From now on, when you make tea, you don't need to put tea leaves in the teapot. gone."

"You really...don't like drinking tea?" Yan Chen clenched his palms and asked again.

Fu Nian glanced at him strangely: "Why would I like to drink such a bitter thing?"

"Then...you don't like Longjing Lvxue tea?" Yan Chen asked anxiously. In order to prevent deliberation, he deliberately added Longjing in front of Lvxue.

When the words after Longjing heard Fu Nian's ears, his body was inaudibly startled, he did not look up with a sullen face, and said, "Except for Luxue."

After finishing speaking, as if to stop Yan Chen from asking any further questions, he said with a little anger, "Okay, don't eat, you go make the bed."

Yan Chen moved his feet, but his eyes were lost.

My head was full of dizziness, and it was full of Fu Nian's angry words: "How can I drink such a bitter thing?"

"Such a bitter thing..."

It turns out that Fu Nian has always disliked drinking tea?

Yan Chen was in a daze, if he didn't like it, then the joyful expression six years ago was just pretending?

Yan Chen suddenly realized that in his previous life, he knew too little about the talisman. What he thought and what he saw was just the appearance of the talisman.

Hands touched the cold quilt, Yan Chen spread it absently.

And Fu Nian's eyes shifted from the bowl of green tea soup in front of him to the bowl of black "chicken soup" and he just felt a headache. Is this Mo Qing fancy or not?Whatever he does will fail, it will make him feel bad.

He turned around and glanced at Mo Qing with a feeling of hating iron but not steel, and saw the blood-red figure bent over and busy on the edge of the bed, watching from a distance, grasping her slender waist like a reed , it will be broken when pinched.

Fu Nian's generous palm trembled, he suppressed the impulse in his heart, and forced himself to look away.

"It's paved."

As soon as Fu Nian turned his head, he heard Mo Qing's clear voice.

"Yeah." Fu Nian got up, without looking at him, and walked boldly towards the bed.

Fu Nian sat down on the edge of the bed with a sullen face, took off his shoes and boots, and wanted to take off his coat.Seeing this, Yan Chen said, "I'm going to the side hall, come back tomorrow."

When you're done, go outside.

"Did I tell you to go?"

When the gloomy voice came, Yan Chen couldn't help but pause.

Yan Chen turned around: "It's getting late, you should go to sleep, if you need anything, you can go to the side hall and call me."

Fu Nian took off his black coat, revealing the black coat underneath, his expression remained unchanged: "The temple is too far away, I can't leave people at night."

Yan Chen frowned, when did Fu Nian develop such a bad habit?

"Come here." Fu Nian said, his tone unquestionable.

Yan Chen was startled, but finally walked over.

"The bed is also made, what else do you—"

"cold"

Fu Nian raised his eyebrows, and interrupted Yan Chen's words with a cold voice.

Yan Chen:?

"Then... want an extra quilt?" Yan Chen looked at the thick quilt on the bed and hesitated to speak.

Hearing this, Fu Nian raised his head abruptly, and gave the person in front of him a fierce look.

"What's the matter?" Yan Chen was confused, not knowing that Fu Nian was wrong again.

Immediately, he felt a little nostalgic for the pure and lovely talisman in the past.But nostalgia is nostalgia, he still stepped forward, ready to go to the side hall to get the quilt.

Fu Nian was wearing a black jacket, barefoot, sitting on the edge of the bed with a gloomy face. He lowered his head and waited for Mo Qing in front of him to open his mind. .

It's worth it!

Fu Nian was angry, got up quickly, strode up to Mo Qing, then pulled his hand, and said in a cold voice: "You sleep here."

Yan Chen turned his head and looked around: "Sleeping here? Isn't there only one bed?"

Fu Nian let go of his hand angrily, and said: "You sleep on the couch!" After speaking, with a wave of his hand, a red restriction barrier fell on the door, Yan Chen looked at the long red light at the door, and sighed in his heart Tone, knowing that I can't go back.

He was stunned for a while, then finally turned around and walked slowly towards Tan Mutao.

Fu Nian rushed back to the bed and lay down angrily. He stared at the top of the bed, but he noticed Mo Qing's every move from the corner of his eye.He watched him slowly get on the bed, slowly made the bed, then blew out the candles, dropped his coat, and lay down...

Really just... lie down.

Without saying a word, I just lay down...

Fu Nian's eyes were gloomy, this Mo Qing is really an idiot!

Thinking of this, Fu Nian felt that the figure on the couch in the dark night was becoming more and more disturbing, so he turned over and fell asleep inward.

The so-called out of sight, out of mind mind, but the talisman can't be seen, but my heart is still very depressed.

He stared at the darkness in front of him with his eyes open, and his thoughts were chaotic.

In the past, Mo Qing would rather die than surrender to him, the more he wanted to conquer him, he wished to tear the arrogance and self-esteem from him, and then ruthlessly trampled him.

But later, Mo Qing suddenly softened towards him.He thought he had finally weighed the pros and cons, recognized his identity, and decided to serve him by his side like bamboo dye.

After all, it was Mo Qing who said she would stay with him in the future.

Although he didn't believe it, he had expectations after all.

But what is going on now?Not to mention that he cooks bad food and makes bad tea, but he was told to make the bed, wouldn't he recommend himself a pillow mat?

Fu Nian was annoyed, she was also a prostitute, and Zhuran had a set of methods, why did Mo Qing act like an idiot?Although Mo Qing is a young lady, he is definitely not as familiar as Zhu Ran, but after living in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, some things should have been familiar to him long ago?

To a large extent, Fu Nian may not necessarily fall in love with this Moqing, after all, he is too much like a master.

But he just wanted to watch Mo Qing show his favor to him.

Thinking about it this way, Fu Nian really didn't know if Mo Qing was really dumb or just pretending.

Fu Nian recalled Mo Qing's words and deeds in his heart, always trying to find some clues to expose Mo Qing's false face, but after thinking about it for a long time, he found nothing.

On the contrary, sleepiness became more and more violent, and he felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he gradually fell asleep without knowing it.

Yan Chen was lying on the wooden floor less than two meters away from the Fu Nian, lying flat with his hands folded, and slowly fell asleep with his eyes closed, he was very tired.

After living a new life, Fu Nian has become moody. He really can't figure out what Fu Nian is thinking, but he tries his best to accommodate him. Such accommodating is tiring, not only physically but also mentally.

Falling into a drowsy sleep, and always falling into some bizarre dreams, the past life overlaps with the present life, and I don't know whether the dream is reality or not.

An hour later, Yan Chen woke up from the dream.

It was another six years ago, in the Nine Cold Palace, where blood was flowing, the young Fu Nian knelt at his feet, stretched out his hand to hold his snow-white clothes, stubbornly raised his face, and begged him not to leave.

When Yan Chen woke up, he sat up suddenly from the bed. His chest heaved violently. After sitting for a while, he realized that the inside of his clothes was cold. He subconsciously touched his forehead, which was covered with dense sweat.

His Adam's apple rolled, he collected himself, and casually glanced at the opposite bed.

Fu Nian fell asleep face-out, the quilt slipped from his chest, and half of it fell to the ground.

Yan Chen sighed, shook his head, finally got up from the couch lightly, and walked to Fu Nian's bedside.He was wearing a moon white tunic, and in order to prevent making noise, he didn't wear shoes. His porcelain white feet stepped on the cold floor, and the coolness spread from the soles of his feet to his heart.

"For a person of this age, he still sleeps dishonestly."

Yan Chen glanced at Fu Nian who was sleeping with his eyes closed, looked at his chest exposed in the cold night and his restless hands, and reluctantly picked up the quilt that fell on the ground.

"So much has changed, it's not necessarily going to change."

Yan Chen sighed helplessly in his heart, gently covered Fu Nian's chest with the quilt with his hands, and then sat on the side of the bed to tuck the corners of the quilt for him.

After doing everything, he got up and walked towards himself.

"boom……"

Yan Chen's feet had just touched the ground, and before the cold feeling could reach his heart, he suddenly heard a muffled cotton sound.

Stopping and looking back, I saw that the posture of Fu Nian had not changed, the quilt finally fell off again, not only fell off, but also slipped off.

Fu Nian was lying on the bed in his tunic, still sleeping peacefully.

Yan Chen stood there, a little stunned.

Why did the quilt that was just tucked in fall down again?

Yan Chen was puzzled, but turned around helplessly, and walked slowly to Fu Nian's bed, picked up the quilt, and gently covered the sleeping man with his eyes closed.

In order to prevent the quilt from falling off again, he sat inward and bent over to tuck the corner of the quilt on the inside of the bed.

Tucked from top to bottom, Yan Chen believes that this time it will never fall off.

After tucking in the quilt, Yan Chen was about to get up, and suddenly, a generous hand stretched out. Yan Chen panicked, and before he could exclaim in alarm, a black shadow pressed over him, and then his whole body was turned over by the black shadow. , fell onto the soft bed.

"Fu Nian!" Yan Chen lowered his voice and exclaimed, turning his head to look angrily, but the culprit closed his eyes and didn't seem to wake up at all, but his hands were tightly hugging him like eagle claws waist.

Yan Chen was angry and annoyed, he couldn't believe that this guy really fell asleep.Because there was a warm embrace on his lower back, and he couldn't break free no matter how hard he struggled.

Yan Chen's face darkened, it was nothing more than messing around in the past.But from now on, you must not be so nonsense again.

Yan Chen made up his mind, and spoke softly with anger: "Fu——"

"Well, it's noisy."

Yan Chen frowned, and was about to get angry when a soft raving sounded out.

Low, gentle, with a touch of tenderness, as if they were indeed unintentional words in a dream.

Yan Chen's furious heart softened unknowingly, he turned his head and bumped into a face that was sleeping peacefully.The eyelashes are thick and long, the eyebrows are soft, and the bridge of the nose is straight.

Yan Chen looked at this chiseled face, looked carefully, and really couldn't find any clues of pretense.

At that moment, the anger in his heart calmed down a little, and he turned his head to struggle carefully.

However, Fu Nian hugged him tightly, Yan Chen struggled for a long time, but he didn't even break one of his fingers.

Fu Nian sleeps so stubbornly?

Yan Chen felt helpless, and beside his ears was Fu Nianyun's long and scorching breath. He felt his whole body was wrapped by Yan Chen, and his back was scorching hot.

Yan Chen blushed slightly, his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyebrows were deeply frowned.This kind of behavior is really indecent, he tried his best to resist in his heart, but he really didn't want to wake up the symbol.

So he slept on the edge of the bed, his whole body stiffened and collapsed into a piece of paper.

In his previous life, he was Shangyu's real Qing Hui, always upright and upright, with a clear heart.

But now, Yan Chen actually felt a little bit embarrassed, obviously he didn't do anything harmful, but Yan Chen just felt that he was not as frank as before

Yan Chen was struggling violently in his heart, but behind him, the person who was sleeping next to Yan Chen slowly opened his eyes, his obsidian-like black eyes were full of cunning and pride.

Yan Chen didn't give up yet, so he tried to move carefully.

"do not move……"

A low, low and deep sound full of magnetism sounded, and then, Yan Chen felt the strength around his waist tighten again.

Yan Chen's heart beat like a drum, and his face became a little hotter.

He thought, Fu Nian is not sober now and doesn't know what he is doing, so he can't be harsh on him.

He suppressed the resistance in his heart and tried his best to tell himself that Renren passed.

Well, Fu Nian fell asleep and didn't know what he was doing.

With such thoughts in mind, Yan Chen was stiff for a long time, and finally fell asleep out of his wits.

And the vicious man holding him behind him, although his eyes are closed, there is a smile on the corner of his mouth.