Can the villain be coaxed today?

Shi Bantang squatted at the door of the kitchen, watching Shen Yan pull the sweet potatoes out of the stove intently.

The sweet potatoes were round and exuding a sweet smell. He was overjoyed and stepped forward to grab them. Shen Yan vigilantly opened him sideways, put two dark sweet potatoes on a round plate, and walked outside to the water flow. Clean up the ashes.

Shi Wantang stuck beside him impatiently, trying to save the sweet potato, "Shen Yan! The water is so cold, once you rinse the sweet potato, it won't be hot. I want to eat the steaming one! You wash yours, and the other one is for you." Can I eat it? I must peel it clean, and I will never eat that...that dirty thing."

Shen Yan shook his head resolutely: "No."

"Shen Yan!" Shi Wantang was a little angry.

Shen Yan ignored it, and continued to rinse the sweet potatoes seriously, wiping off the black dirt bit by bit with his fingers. The cold water splashed on his hands violently. The water on Xuelin Peak should be extremely cold. Yes, the red marks gradually froze.

Shi Wantang noticed his gradually frozen hands, hesitantly said: "...Don't wash it."

"It'll be fine soon."

The anger that had been raised with great difficulty was suddenly pierced by this light and fluffy sentence.Shen Yan rolled up his sleeves, his side face was serious and focused, and he didn't notice his rich mental activities, but suddenly, the cat that was yelling just now came down, and he turned his head strangely to see that Shi Bantang was biting lips, staring at his hands with a subtle and complex look.

Shen Yan looked down and saw nothing unusual, "...what's wrong?"

Shi Wantang lowered his eyelashes, opened his hand towards him, and said in a low voice, "Hug."

Shen Yan smiled, put down the sweet potato, and embraced him kindly, caressing his soft long hair a little bit, "Master Bantang, are you a cat? You have fried hair every day, and you are delicate and clingy." , what's the matter? Did I wrong you?"

Shi Wantang buried in his arms, shook his head slowly, and said, "Shen Yan, let's go in. It's so cold outside."

Shen Yan said: "You go first, I'll come after I've processed the sweet potatoes."

Shi Wantang opened his arms inadvertently, and put his hand into his bosom, "Don't eat, Shen Yan, we don't want to eat."

"..." Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, finally realizing why his emotions came from.

His heart warmed up, he kissed Master Bantang's forehead, and said softly: "Okay, don't eat, let's go."

As soon as he entered the room, Shi Bantang persistently pressed his hand over the brazier to roast. It was rare for Shen Yan to see him so soft, so naturally he let him toss.

"Is it cold?" He asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Shen Yan looked at his hand belatedly, "Oh, it's okay."

Shi Bantang didn't say a word, moved the stool closer, and breathed out slowly while holding his hand.

As for Lord Ghost King, at first glance, he is a character who doesn't know how to take care of people. Shen Yan lets him breathe, but his eyes are fixed on the brazier below, thinking, why do you breathe when there is a brazier?

This idea just came up, and Shi Wantang probably realized how stupid this behavior was, so he put his hand on the top of the brazier with a wooden face, and roasted it persistently for a while without turning it over.After waiting for a while, the corners of Shen Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and finally reminded: "If you continue to bake, I should be cooked."

Shi Wantang glared at him, as if blaming him for being puzzled.

Shen Yan shook his head slightly, and opened his hands towards him with a smile, "Come, hug."

Shi Wantang threw herself into his arms.

The two were lying on the soft couch overlapping each other. Shen Yan stroked his hair slowly. The sky outside was bright and the lilacs on the windowsill were full of flowers. Everyone should relax.

Shi Wantang lay in his arms, scratched his palm, and said in a chatty manner, "Shen Yan, the matter here is over, do you want to go back to the Ghost King Hall with me?"

Shen Yan looked at the snow-white light outside the window with gentle eyes, "...don't."

Shi Bantang sat up straight, "Isn't it?! What else are you doing!" At this point, he suddenly remembered how this guy was silent and determined to leave before, and suddenly became angry, "Okay Well, well, sure enough, the two of us are not the same people, we are good brothers! How can brothers hug each other? Get up, this is my bed."

"..." Shen Yan was pulled up by him, his face was blank, "No, I didn't mean that..."

Lord Ghost King got angry and couldn't be coaxed, so he kicked him down with a cold face and pointed his buttocks at him.

Shen Yan started to have a headache.

He softened his voice and pulled Shi Wantang's wrist, "...Shi Wantang, I'm not... I want to take you to Fengzhou together, I don't want to leave. Turn around, look at me .”

"Get out, why are you going to Fengzhou?! If I don't go, I will go back to the Ghost King Palace!" Shi Wantang angrily shook off his hand.

Shen Yan watched his expression, saw that he did not resist, squeezed onto the soft couch, hugged him from behind, and said in a low voice: "Listen to me, okay?"

Fengzhou is not a state, but a treasure land with rich products in the domain of the human race. It is located in countless sects, with abundant sunshine, rich products and abundant spiritual power. Therefore, countless elixir and spiritual things have been born. The outside world jokingly calls it five steps and one treasure. It's true, the myth that the monks achieved great luck relying on foreign objects and inheritance to reach the sky in one step began there. In short, it was a region full of hope and miracles.

Shen Yan is going there to find something, if possible, that thing may be able to solve the "disease" that Shi Bantang has been troubled for so many years.

"...The news was investigated by Yin Nan. I asked her to pay attention to it before. There are many things that can be related to your situation, but maybe there are only a few that are really effective. I'm not sure yet, so I want you to go with me. If it doesn't work , let’s change it, I’ve already made a record, and it’s still a long time, so let’s take our time.”

Shi Bantang turned his back to him and remained silent.

After a long while, he suddenly said in a muffled voice: "So if you are sure, you won't take me with you?"

Shen Yan: "..."

He grabbed Shen Yan's hand fiercely and opened his mouth to bite.

"Shen Yan, you are so fucking good, you know how to make decisions for me all day long, and you don't even care how I eat sweet potatoes..." After biting his wrist, he touched his cheek along his arm, and kissed him deeply again, The voice was vague between the lips and teeth, "You are a worrying life, you must have owed me money in your previous life..."

Shen Yan laughed, his brows and eyes frowned, and he let him vent before turning back, leaning over and pressing down, his hot tongue came out menacingly, as if he wanted to roll his mouthful of soft tofu into his mouth and swallow it in one gulp.

Shi Wantang kissed him until he was out of breath.

He turned his face, revealing his slender and white neck, his eyelashes were hanging softly, his lips were red, his whole body was like a piece of sweet and delicious snack, which he didn't notice, and spread his legs fearlessly On Shen Yan's waist.

"Shen Yan, I suddenly felt," he sighed like a little old man, "In my previous life, I might have done some great deeds to meet you. You said you were at the bank of the Black River. If I didn't stop you, you would Does it belong to someone else now?"

Shen Yan touched his thigh, and retorted calmly: "There is no such possibility, the person I want to meet will meet no matter how late."

Shi Wantang turned to look at him, his eyes were a little bright, "You mean you think we are a destined marriage?"

"No." Shen Yan lowered his head and held his lips, "I don't believe in heaven, I don't believe in fate, I only believe in myself—in this world, I'm only interested in you alone. In fact, no matter how it develops at that time, I have Didn't save you, whether you knocked me out or not, the result is the same, I will definitely approach you in various ways."

People have the tendency to become familiar, and they will instinctively approach the person they know best in an unfamiliar environment. It has nothing to do with whether that person is good or bad, whether they like it or not. The biography of the characters on the page has already decided their fate.

Shi Wantang thought about it silently, squinted his eyes and said: "So you...had ulterior motives for me a long time ago?!"

Shen Yan unbuttoned his belt, raised his eyebrows flamboyantly, "It can be understood in this way."

Shi Wantang also imitated him, raising his eyebrows, "Then you are really scheming and scheming... Hiss, your hands are so cold." He looked down, a little surprised, "Why are you untying my clothes?"

Shen Yan's fingers were swimming restlessly, but his face was full of integrity, "I see you have been alive and kicking these few days, I think your injuries are almost healed, and you can go about your business."

Shi Wantang was usually very arrogant, but at this moment, he was stunned for more than half a minute, and then watched Shen Yan's hands nimbly undoing his inner shirt, which gradually fell down.

"call……"

He suddenly got excited, widened his eyes, and looked at Shen Yan.

The latter hooked his lips and moved them maliciously, "What? I'm scared."

...Don't say it, Lord Ghost King is really a little scared.

But when he was in a panic, um... Shen Yan's hand seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, and a layer of fire was set up wherever he rubbed it, which made his heart itchy, so he couldn't help but straighten his waist and send it towards the heat source. past.

Shen Yan felt that some people really did not shed tears when they saw the coffin.

He pinched the skin of the slender and firm waist, and warned in a low voice: "Don't move, save your strength, and you will twist your waist later."

There was another layer of snow outside the house, gradually turning from snow grains to heavy snow. The sycamore trees in the courtyard were covered with frost and snow, listening silently to the panting and breathing one after another.

Ru Hua spent the day outside as usual.

When he came back, the door of Xuelin Peak was closed tightly, and the plane tree stood alone in the wind. His dear father did not stand at the door to welcome it as usual. But when he went to the window, it remembered that Shen Yan would get used to leaving a little gap in the window for ventilation every time.

However, it was disappointed. Today, there is no window slit, and it has become a homeless child.

Ruhua stood blankly on the window sill.

Gradually, there was a sound from inside.

"What's the sound... It seems that someone is knocking on the door..." The tone of the speaker was a bit like its dear father, but the voice was much hoarse than usual, as if it had been shouting for a long time, Ruhua didn't dare to recognize it, and scratched the window hesitantly .

"paw……

Is Ruhua back? "

At this time, another voice sounded, accompanied by a strange crashing sound, the person who spoke suppressed his panting, and the voice seemed to be Shen Yan, "Don't worry about it, there is no place for it at home today."

Ruhua waited for a while, but still no one opened the door for it, only the sound of coming and going was heard inside, it pondered for a while, then pouted its buttocks and flew away to play again.

Until the night fell, the clouds in the west mountain were dyed orange, and the sound in the house gradually died down. The two of them lay together sweating profusely. , Shi Wantang grabbed Shen Yan's hand while half asleep and half awake, the man behind him seemed to be aware of his dependence, his fiery chest immediately pressed against his back, his lips pressed against his ear, and the ear and temple were rubbing together tenderly.

The two of them who had been fighting for a day fell into a deep sleep, Shi Bantang fell asleep, and woke up after a short sleep, dazedly biting the soft flesh on Shen Yan's arm, "...I'm hungry."

He snorted and said, probably because of his lack of strength, Shen Yan subconsciously pulled him into his arms, but he didn't wake up. Shi Wantang lay on his side and woke up for a while, finally gathered his strength, and kicked the beast behind him kick.

"Shen Yan! I said I was hungry."

His eyes were still closed, and his words were very aggressive. Shen Yan finally opened his sleepy eyes, "Well... okay, I'll cook, what do you want to eat?"

His voice was low and hoarse, still with a rustling texture, which was not too similar to the tone of voice that pressed his waist when he was emotional just now. Shi Wantang immediately felt the skin on his back heat up, and the dormant body underneath Something burned his scalp numb.

So he became angry and opened his mouth to bite the other person's arm.

This wasn't playfulness, he knocked down his white teeth firmly, and immediately there was a neat red mark, Shen Yan immediately woke up, and subconsciously grabbed his waist, "Master Bantang... murdered your husband?"

Shi Bantang kicked him with his heel, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't finish his sentence, "Go and cook...I don't want to see you now..."

Shen Yan was taken aback: "...What's wrong with the voice?"

He was about to step forward to check immediately, but Shi Bantang lifted his hand angrily, "I'll fuck you! Get lost..."

Shen Yan didn't care about this matter, he turned over in silence and got out of bed, poured a cup of warm tea, raised Shi Bantang and handed it to his lips.The latter gulped, coughed twice, and finally felt the dry itching in the tip of his throat subside a little.

He was so tired that he lay down after drinking. Shen Yan covered him with the quilt, put on his own clothes, kissed his tightly closed eyelashes before going out, and said hoarsely: "Sleep for a while, I will cook, I'll boil water for you later, and rest early tonight."

Shi Bantang hummed twice impatiently, and pushed his face away with a wave of his palm.

Shen Yan briefly put on two outer shirts, and went to the kitchen with a fire bag.

The sky had completely darkened, and the outside of the house was pitch black. Shen Yan lit up the lanterns under the eaves one by one, and when the last one lit up, his peripheral vision glanced at a pair of green eyes.

He became vigilant in an instant and took a closer look. He saw that it stood like a flower among the branches. Its originally brilliant feathers were covered with frost and white.Shen Yan took it down from the tree and found that the girl had been freezing outside for an unknown amount of time, and her wings were a little stiff.

"You, a fire-type Suzaku bird, can be frozen into an ice sculpture, like a flower, you are awesome."

Ruhua glanced at him resentfully, even if her IQ was not high, she knew that Shen Yan's words were not a compliment.

Shen Yan took it into the kitchen, put it on the fire and roasted it for a while, his stiff body gradually warmed up, spread his wings like a flower, flew away from the fire, and scolded him right away, Shen Yan couldn't listen He understood what it was talking about, but it didn't prevent him from understanding its meaning. After the flowery babbling, he fastened his apron and said slowly, "I'm doing business, how can I open the door for you? It's such a big bird. Learn to find a good place for yourself, there will be many days like this in the future, you have to learn to adapt."

Ruhua: "Chirp!"

The dinner is simple, porridge and side dishes, the pumpkin and millet porridge in the pot is bubbling, and the fragrant horse milk cake is steaming in the steamer next to it. Standing in front of the stove, Shen Yan throws the sliced ​​steamed buns into the pot, There was a sizzling sound of oil splashing.

In the cold night, Shi Bantang wrapped up his coat and stood beside him staring at him.

It's hard to imagine that this person who is calm and indifferent on weekdays will have such an out-of-control side. Before this morning, he dared to tease Shen Yan fearlessly, thinking that this guy has strong self-control. Can quickly pick up emotions.

However, Shen Yan spent an afternoon and half an evening educating him, if he played too wildly, he would really not be able to end the game.

Shen Yan noticed his existence, and smiled lightly: "Why did you come out?"

Shi Bantang didn't answer, he just leaned against the door frame and looked at Shen Yan intently, as if he wanted to get to know this person again, and re-scanned him from the beginning to the end, from the inside to the outside with his eyes, his eyes still With the lingering after tenderness, soft, like a hook, Shen Yan glanced at it unintentionally, immediately fell in love, turned around and opened his hands towards him: "Come here."

作者有话要说：果然，我又奋战在了解锁第一线感谢在2020-10-1616:49:19~2020-10-1717:03:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Xiaojiu is not cute;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!