love yourself again

Ling Junwu pushed open the door and entered the courtyard. In the front yard, he saw only one of Yan Ying with a gloomy face: "Hey! What's the matter, who made you angry again? Tell the master, I will avenge you."

"Eldest son!" Xiaolan and Xiaomei exclaimed, and then realized that this should be the second son!However, although the third son said that the eldest son and the second son are twin brothers, they look too much alike!It was almost carved out of the same mold, and it was impossible to tell who was who between the two.

"It's the Second Young Master! Second Young Master, hurry back to the house, it's cold in the yard, why are you wearing such thin clothes!"

Yan Yingshang looked Ling Junwu up and down, walked over and dragged someone into the yard: "Come here, do me a favor."

"What do you need my help with?" Ling Junwu was puzzled.

Xiaolan tugged at Xiaomei and said, "Second Young Master and Yingzhi... No, Fifth Young Master seems to have a good relationship. That Fifth Young Master has an extraordinary bearing, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible for him to be a male favourite. Third Young Master must be joking."

Xiaomei suddenly grabbed Xiaolan's hand: "God must have blessed us, otherwise how could we have the opportunity to serve such god-like figures."

Ling Junwu was dragged to a place where no one was around. Yan Yingzhi took out a white fox fur cloak, unfolded it with a shake in his hand, put it on Ling Junwu, fastened the belt, and took two steps back to look carefully, from time to time He nodded and said, "Not bad, not bad!"

Ling Junwu pinched the hem of the clothes with two fingers and tugged at them, looked at Yan Yingzhi strangely and asked, "Is this for me?"

"Give it to you?" Yan Yingzhi glanced, "It's beautiful, I'm going to give this to senior."

"Give it to my brother?" Ling Junwu frowned, touched the clothes with his hands, and said in surprise, "Is this your fox fur?"

"It's Tianhu!" Yan Yingzhi took the clothes and put them away carefully, "But, it is indeed my hair."

"You..." Ling Junwu burst out laughing, "Hurry up! Change back to your original form and let me see what a bald fox looks like."

"Ling Junwu!" Yan Yingzhi turned his head and left, "You can laugh enough here alone!"

Ling Junwu couldn't help laughing no matter what, and stepped forward to hold Yan Yingzhi: "Don't go, don't be angry! Is your hair really bald? Let me take a look, and I promise not to tell anyone else."

Yan Yingzhi shook his hand, but the guy behind him was holding on too tightly, and he couldn't shake it off for a while: "Let me go!"

"You guys are..." Wu Xiao suddenly came out from the other side, looking at the situation between the two, he was shocked. No matter how you look at this scene, it looks like Ling Junwu is pestering Yan Yingzhi, "This...you guys What happened to the two of them?"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Ling Junwu waved his hand.

Yan Yingzhi pulled his wrist away from Ling Junwu's hand, and said while moving, "Don't worry, he's just having a convulsion."

Wu Xiao stepped aside, watched Yan Yingzhi walk away, and then asked Ling Junwu, "Didn't you...cough! Did you do something frivolous to him?"

"Wu Xiao, I never knew when you became like this..." Ling Junwu squeezed his chin, looked at people from head to toe, and said with a smile, "Like to spy on men's romance with men? "

Wu Xiao felt uncomfortable all over: "Where is it, Junior Brother Ling is joking, I will go first."

Ling Junwu put down his hands and sighed: "It's boring, go to my brother first, and leave me alone in the inn, how can I ask my brother for something sweet?"

"Brother, I'm coming back." Ling Junwu pushed open the door of his brother's room and walked in.

Ling Huisheng was sitting in the chair in front of the bed, looking at the cold wind outside, lost in thought by himself.

"Why is brother ignoring me?" Ling Junwu walked over and hugged his brother from behind, lowered his head and kissed his ear.

"Come to the front."

Ling Junwu got up and went around to the front, and slipped into his brother's arms: "Brother, why do I feel that you are so cold to me?"

"Indifferent?" Ling Huisheng smiled and patted his younger brother's waist and hips, "If this is considered indifferent, then Jun Wu told brother what is considered enthusiasm, huh?"

"Well..." Ling Junwu pulled his elder brother's belt and slowly loosened it, raised his eyes and said, "This way!"

"Lust, lust, love, the heart of a gentleman, is it so shallow?" Ling Huisheng held down the hand that opened his robe, and raised it ambiguously, interlocking his fingers.

"So, does brother like me like this?"

"I like it, of course I like it." Ling Huisheng grabbed Ling Junwu's waist and held him in his arms, and kissed the smiling man.

Ling Junwu used his other hand to walk around and fumble with his elder brother, and when he was about to fall into a state of confusion, he murmured, "Brother, has your cultivation level improved again?"

Ling Huisheng picked him up by the waist and walked to the back room, put him on the bed, lowered his head and said, "How did you find out?"

"It seems to be true." Ling Junwu hooked his brother's neck and pulled him down, "I can find out about my brother."

Ling Huisheng pulled out the belt on Ling Junwu's body, and took off his clothes one by one. Both of them gradually fell into lust.

Ling Junwu knew in his heart that there was a huge difference in cultivation between himself and his elder brother. When his elder brother ascended to the fairy world, he could only stay in the realm of cultivation, with no other choice.It's just that I don't want to think about the time when the two are separated now, just enjoy the days together.

The night was very quiet, with snowflakes floating in the sky.

In the early morning, Xiaomei opened the door of the room, and the dazzling light and cold air rushed towards her face. I don't know how long it snowed last night, and the ground was already white.

With an excited smile on her face, Xiaomei turned her head and said to her partner in the house, "It's snowing!"

"Is it snowing?" Xiaolan pinned a flower on her head, looked left and right in the mirror, nodded with a satisfied smile, rubbed her hands and ran to the door, "Let me see, ah! It's really snowing No wonder it was so cold last night."

"Come out quickly, in case the masters have any orders, it will be terrible if we can't find us."

"Okay, wait for me a little longer, I'll go and put on the veil."

Xiaomei gently pushed Xiaolan, and said angrily: "You girl, you have so many things to do, go!"

Wu Xiao got up early, and after wandering around the yard for a while, he came to Yun Ruohan's room, knocked on the door a few times and said, "Are you up?"

Yun Ruohan in the room moved his finger, and the door opened, and the person who was watching the door asked, "What's the matter?"

Wu Xiao looked at his friend half lying on the couch, holding an ancient book in his hand, looking extremely relaxed.

"It's time for breakfast." Wu Xiao stepped into the room, "What book are you reading, something from the mortal world?"

"That's right, it's an art of war book, quite interesting." Yun Ruohan put the book on the small table at hand, and looked up at Wu Xiao, "Is it time for ordinary people to eat?"

Wu Xiao nodded: "Let's go!"

"Senior and others?"

"I called you first, the others should still be in the room."

The window was opened, and Ling Junwu, who was still lying on the bed, turned over, looked at Ling Huisheng and asked, "Brother, what level has your cultivation reached now?"

"what happened?"

"Brother told me the truth, I have to be mentally prepared." Ling Junwu propped his head sideways, and smiled, "I still think about grabbing brother, taking off his clothes, binding his hands, and holding him Lay back on the bed and enjoy it."

Ling Huisheng burst out laughing, watching Ling Junwu look at him presumptuously and ambiguously, and slowly restrained the expression on his face: "The Nascent Soul stage is complete, probably, it is not far from the recovery stage."

"Really? Congratulations brother."

Ling Huisheng walked to the bed, bent down and lifted Ling Junwu's chin to kiss it.

"elder brother?"

"This is for you, just, promise me, you can't use it lightly."

Ling Junwu reached out and took it: "Boundary breaking key, brother, I can't guarantee that I will be able to resist using it."

Ling Huisheng pretended to snatch it over: "Then let's put it here for the time being!"

"Don't! Why don't I listen to my brother." Ling Junwu quickly hid his hands behind his back, "Don't worry, brother, I won't use it casually." But, I am afraid that when my brother is not by my side, I will also control it. Can't help myself!

On the first day of the official life of mortals, several people finally got together at the same dining table. The breakfast was very rich, but for the few cultivators who no longer had to eat whole grains, these foods were not as attractive as they were for mortals. them.

Ling Junwu saw that Yan Yingzhi was about to sit down on the other side of his brother, grabbed the few green onions that Xiaolan had just ordered and threw them over.

Yan Yingzhi stared at the onion on the chair, then looked at Ling Junwu: "What does this mean?"

Ling Junwu picked up the porridge bowl and took a sip, then glanced at Yan Yingzhi and said, "I heard that foxes hate green onions."

Yan Yingzhi was speechless, picked up the onion and stuffed it into Xiaolan's arms: "Go and send it to Second Young Master, he likes to eat it better."

Xiaolan looked at the masters, what should I do?Reluctantly cast a look of help at Xiaomei.

"You two go down!" Wu Xiao who was sitting opposite ordered.

"Yes, Fourth Young Master." The two girls hurriedly left here as if they were amnesty.

After breakfast, Ling Junwu dragged Ling Huisheng to avoid Yan Yingzhi, and the two went to the street together.

Perhaps because of the heavy snow, there were not many pedestrians on the street.

Ling Junwu looked sideways at Ling Huisheng, and suddenly said, "Brother, let me buy you a dress!"

"Huh?" Ling Huisheng turned his head, and saw a cloth shop by the roadside. At this time, several young women were choosing cloth.

"Let's go! I'll make a suit of clothes for my brother myself." Ling Junwu led his brother towards the cloth village.

As soon as he entered the cloth house, Ling Junwu's eyes were attracted by a bright red: "Brother, how about that red? It must be very suitable for you."

Ling Huisheng pulled down his younger brother's hand amusedly: "That's the color for marriage."

The person from the cloth shop looked at the two of them and said, "This young man looks beautiful no matter what he wears. How about trying this color?" He said, and took out a piece of lavender brocade embroidered with exquisite patterns.

Ling Junwu took a closer look at some of them, and was very satisfied: "That's all, and also, wrap the red one too."

"Are you sure about that color?" Ling Huisheng watched as the shopkeeper wrapped up two pieces of cloth and handed them over, "It's not that red is unwearable, but it's a little too gaudy."

Ling Junwu bought silk threads of various colors, holding the cloth in one hand, and wrapped his brother's waist in the other, and said as he walked out, "Then brother will only wear it for me to see."

Ling Huisheng just smiled and said nothing, but looking at it like this, he might not refuse his beloved brother's request.