Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

32 Fairy Che

Although He Yan's temper is much better than Liang Yaoshi's, he has never been irritated in the past two lives. Although he was born in Wulianggu in this life, although he has a bad reputation, it is something to be feared, and it adds to his arrogance.

His rebellious body was collected in Wulianggu, uh... Later, he met a debt collector surnamed Hang, and he was forced to collect it appropriately. Besides, in front of outsiders, he was naturally not stingy with anyone. I have never been afraid.

He Yan's voice was not loud at the banquet, but she made every sentence difficult, and the banquet was broken up by him.

The smirk on Ji Jiafeng Mingzun's face couldn't hold back in the end, no matter how he "take care" of the four, the banquet still broke up unhappy.

On the way back to the courtyard, He Yan cleared her mind.

I have to admit that when Hang Che interrupted him, he was more thoughtful than him.

There are some things that are too dirty to say, so it would be more refreshing to slap them in the face with actions in the future.

Before Hang Che and He Yan left the Hang family, Mr. Chun Xin called them for a secret meeting.

Although He Yan traveled every year in Wuliang Valley, there are also records in the valley for reference. After all, it is not as good as the Hang family who are at the core of the cultivation world.

At that time, he was very surprised when he heard the analysis of Chun Xinjun, uncle and grandson.

Although he had guessed some inside stories, he was not as thorough as Chun Xinjun and Hang Che.

Chun Xinjun concluded at that time: "The Ji family and the Qin family will not take action to save the four respects and one king."

Coupled with his and Hang Che's analysis afterwards, He Yan deeply agrees with Mr. Chun Xin's statement.

The Ji family was the first family to confer a new immortal after the incense burning battle.

At that time, it was not Feng Mingzun who succeeded to the position of Xianzun, but his uncle Tongquezun Ji Shi.

More than 20 years later, Ji Tang, who was full of wings, regained his father Jin Zhongzun Jizheng's immortal position from his uncle, and took control of the power of the Ji family.

There are so many dirty deals and tricks in it, such as Jin Zhongzun's sudden sudden death of Ji Shi; for example, Feng Mingzun's fiancée who was about to get married but suddenly died early; Can't confer the title of Fujun, the Ji family is the only family among the Four Great Immortals who have not been conferred as Fujun... He Yan didn't even bother to think about all these things.

How could this kind of family who would do anything for the sake of the position of the Immortal Venerable and the pleasure of centralizing power spend their lives to welcome back a former Immortal Venerable?

But it was Feng Mingzun's biological father who was trapped in Lian Tomb Island.

Why didn't the biological father see the matter of Zhang Luo going to save people a few years ago, so why didn't he mention it in the last year?

Legend has it that the Ji family has royal blood and craves power in their bones. The royal family's weak family relationship between father and son against each other may be deep into the bone marrow, and it will not be melted away for many generations.

Let's talk about the Qin family.

The Qin family is the second family that has been granted the title of Immortal Venerable after the Incense Burning Battle.

The situation of the Qin family is similar to that of the Ji family. It is also the youngest son of the trapped immortal (the future Yanmen Zun) who is not full-fledged, and the uncle who was the assistant king at the time is in power.That uncle is different from the uncle of the Ji family, and has never been promoted to the position of immortal venerable.So far, it's a good story, who knows that after the old uncle passed away, one daughter and one son were left behind, the eldest daughter died early, and the youngest son was appointed as the assistant king, but he has been living in the world all year round.

He Yan thought, that Yanmen Zun and Feng Ming Zun are not brothers, but as close as brothers, they must be working together.

Such two families, expect them to save the former Immortal Venerable?

Expect them to rescue other people's immortals?

The Hang family is the most crowded in Lianmu Island, just wait for the Hang family to get ahead in a hurry, why should their Ji family and the Qin family be strong?

Therefore, the Ji and Qin families will definitely not make a move.

Since you don't plan to make a move, why bother to propose a grand Immortal League?

It's a matter of face.

No matter how dirty the inside is, the face must be wiped clean.

They put on airs, yelled their voices, and showed their attitudes. When the big risk was publicized at the meeting, and other families retreated in fright, their eyes met.

Especially the Ji family, the Ji family has always regarded itself as the home of the first immortal, and this face project must be done in a certain way.

Therefore, He Yan especially looked down on the hypocrisy of the Ji and Qin families, and he was very kind to him for not making a fuss at the banquet.

After a while, He Yan sorted out all the problems, and when she arrived at the small courtyard, her thoughts stopped at Hang Che's "Yan'er" at the banquet.

He Yan asked threateningly: "Sometimes you call me Xiaoyan, and sometimes you call me Yan... Kekeer, I don't expect you to call me Xiaotian properly, but you are like my senior sister and brother. Let me, Ah Yan! Don't bark, it sounds weird."

Hang Che asked, "Why is it so strange?"

He Yan almost replied "Itching, numbness", and when the words came to her lips, she suddenly felt that there was a trick here, so she choked up a sigh of relief, and glared at Hang Che bitterly.

But Hang Che said seriously: "Compared between Yan'er and Madam, which one do you like?"

He Yan was speechless: "You did it on purpose, right?"

Hang Che: "Yes. It is a husband's right to call his wife affectionately."

He Yan: "Aren't you afraid of driving me into a hurry?"

Hang Che: "You won't."

He Yan: "..."

It was really confirmed by Hang Che, he was really not too angry, except that he felt numb all over, he didn't feel very uncomfortable.Even though he was called in public, those other people were nothing in the eyes of Mr. He, and he didn't mind what others thought of him at all.

He Yan gritted her teeth and thought: "Who dares to tell me four, the third grandpa summons the soul together and makes him have nightmares!"

Thinking of this sentence, I suddenly felt a clue that blessed my soul - that Fang Zhuangyuan Fang Qingchen, did he use spiritualism as a means of revenge?

At the banquet, they saw a few people who were uncomfortable, and they drank too much alcohol. He Yan walked around the room a few times, looking at the only big bed, her eyes hurting.

Hang Che stayed where he was watching He Yan circling in distress, but he was calm. He didn't see He Yan stop for a long time, he said: "There are many good springs in the clouds, twenty miles away, there is a secret spring, you don't like the Ji family I don’t think I like the smell of alcohol, so why don’t I go to the bath?”

Young Master He Yan's enjoyment nerves were aroused immediately: "Secret spring? What special curative effect?"

Hang Che: "There are vanilla beside the spring, the water is warm and the sulfur smell is light, it is a rare good spring."

Young Master Liang's enjoyment nerves were instantly aroused, and He Yan's eyes lit up instantly.

"Go! Go! Go."

Walking to the door, suddenly feeling the meaning, He Yan asked slyly, "Are you dating me again?"

Hang Che: "Yes."

He Yan smiled and said: "Mr. Zhuoyu, congratulations, this kind of pleasure-seeking agreement won the heart of the third master."

Twenty miles away naturally requires a sword.

Last time, He Yan didn't see clearly how Hang Che shook off the frost. This time, he deliberately opened his eyes wide and waited.

I saw Hang Che pressed his hand on his waist, and suddenly there was a cold fragrance all over his body like frost falling. The bright spot of the sword reflected Hang Che's skin whiter than snow, and his eyes like cold stars.

He suddenly understood why Chunxin told him not to let Hang Che draw his sword in front of others, and also understood why Lou Lang chased after Kongshanjun when he saw him draw his sword.

The cold light, the cold fragrance, the frost, and the white dew seem to have their own halo, uh... Judging from Young Master Liang's aesthetics, Hang Che's transformation into a beautiful girl with a sword is even more gorgeous.

If Hang Che was a woman, he, Mr. He, would probably turn into a wolf immediately and snatch her home.

Miquan is located on the top of a mountain, and there is more than one spring on the top of the mountain, but only a circle of vanilla grows around the Miquan. He Yan compared the water quality, and sure enough, the water in this spring is much softer, without the unpleasant pungent sulfur smell.

What He Yan wanted was this kind of high-quality hot spring.

He was about to start enjoying it, so he gave Hang Che a few winks, but Hang Che remained unmoved.

I had no choice but to chase people away: "This eye spring belongs to me, you can go elsewhere."

Hang Che said, "Together."

He Yan: "Why bother to squeeze together?"

Hang Che: "Not crowded."

Yes, the secret spring is quite big, let alone two people, even ten people will not be crowded.

He Yan didn't mind taking a bath together, they were both men, and their body structure was the same, so there was nothing to be curious about.

But when he thought of Hang Che's wet palms when he held his wrist during the day, and the way Hang Che lowered his head slightly to untie his clothes before stopping his hands, he suddenly understood—not only men and women have defenses, but also the relationship between men and women. It is also defensive.

As a result, just as he believed that Hang Che was finally shy once in a while, he saw Hang Che untie a belt.

He Yan thought that Hang Che would at least take off in the grass or dive into the spring as fast as lightning, but Hang Che started to undress one by one in front of his face.

First put down Liushuang, and then remove the coat.

Pull out the hairpin, take off the plain jade crown, and spread it like a waterfall of black hair.

From this scene, He Yan rolled her Adam's apple for the first time.

Her long hair hung down to her waist, and partly hung down to her chest, blocking half of her profile face.

Also covered half of the body.

When the underwear is unbuttoned, the movement of the elbows lifts the hair, coupled with the dense water vapor of the hot spring, the picture is hazy, layer by layer, like the clouds in the sky gradually see the blurred shadow of the moon.

The snow-white skin is faintly visible in Mo's pronunciation, and the upper body can only see a small half of the side face line hidden by the hanging hair, white arms and a faint waistline at the end of the hair.

The lower body, slender and powerful long legs step on the green grass, the grass blades just hide the man's feet, as far as the eye can see, it starts from the beautiful ankle and goes up, the beautiful line extends to a full mountain, and finally ends at Neat hair edges.

Indistinct, male and female indisputable.

If He Yan hadn't known that the person in front of her was Hang Che, she would have thought she had bumped into a fairy descending to earth.

The silhouette in front of him is slim and charming.

Standing beside the hazy water, Hang Che could sometimes see his fingers picking apart the belt between his hair and sleeves, and sometimes he didn't know where the finger wandered to untie which belt.

Hang Che's movements were very slow, and in He Yan's eyes, he seemed a little shy, because Hang Che didn't turn around the whole time.

The hair covering half of the face, the herbs on the ground, the branches by the pool, the mountain peaks a little farther away, and the starry sky farther away, made Hang Che look like a period of quiet whiteness under the moonlit night.

He Yan thought of a word - quiet as a virgin.

Thinking of this word, he found his throat a little dry.

On the night of September [-]th, the bright moon in the sky is about to fill. The moon is not round enough at this time, and there is still such a slight gap, but that little shortcoming stirs up the longing for in the hearts of the people.

"I want to be consummated" - this idea popped up in his mind suddenly, and then it was as difficult to control as a black horse that had run off the rein.

He opened his lips and found that his lips were dry and chapped.

Hang Che sank into the spring water, only the part above his shoulders was exposed, his hair wetted by water snaked along the lines of his beautiful side face to his shoulders, and spread out in the water, facing He Yan's short snowy shoulders, half-hidden There is a pair of beautiful butterfly bones that have been cultivated for many years.

He Yan has never seen a more beautiful picture than this in two lifetimes.

Quietly beautiful to suffocate.

Only then did He Yan realize that he had been holding his breath for a long time.

He took a few deep breaths, but couldn't relieve it. He was a little out of breath.

"I want to be consummated" - he thought of this sentence even more strongly.

"I have struggled for two lifetimes, but in fact, I just want a home."

Inexplicable longing and pain intertwined, he was like a fish accidentally stranded, wanting water.

Different from Hang Che's slowness and calmness, He Yan's movements are fast, even impatient.

When they were all naked, he, who was familiar with flower fields, was not as frank as Hang Che.

From beginning to end, Hang Che kept a silhouette with no evil intentions, but He Yan had a shameful reaction because of something, so he had to change the angle and face the water with his back facing to hide it.

I thought the water could quench my thirst, but I didn't expect this hot spring to be seductive.

The water temperature higher than the body temperature suddenly raised a certain kind of dryness.

He Yan looked at the culprit angrily, but saw Hang Che sitting in the middle of the water with his eyelashes lowered, as if he didn't notice He Yan's existence at all.

Every time He Yan used to look for Hang Che's eyes, no matter when, Hang Che was waiting for his gaze.

He Yan's heart was inexplicably agitated - will he stop looking at me one day?

This thought made him tremble violently. I, Mr. He, have never been so worried about gains and losses!I can even think about the embarrassing thing of getting married, what else can hold me back!

He Yan practiced spiritualism, and her thoughts were pure.

When he realized that his thoughts were going astray, he immediately recited a stabilizing spell in the Spiritualist spell, and calmed down after a few sentences.

The spring water is very good, the night is very good, the moon is very good, and the virgin in front of me is very peaceful and beautiful.

After the stabilizing mantra was passed silently, He Yan fell asleep with half-closed eyes.

In the dream, I became a playboy again.

In the dream, I became a playboy again.

Breaking into the boudoir of the lady in the deep courtyard, I bumped into the lady taking a bath.

The flower picker He Yan probed to see:

The bathtub full of petals is fragrant, strange, why is this fragrance cold?

The black hair shawl on the water, the smooth arms and the looming butterfly bones are very imaginative, no, how can the lady of the boudoir get this pair of tight shoulder blades?

He approached gently behind the young lady, and the young lady sat quietly in the water without noticing him.

He skillfully put his hands into the water, hey, why is his chest flat?

The author has something to say:

[Hang Che has two lifetimes of experience with He Yan, he is familiar with Yan'er's likes and weaknesses, so he has a good hand~]