Yangou's me and the beautiful snake

When Xie Yu saw Mr. Lan Sheng, he reassured him first, saying that Xie Heng was fine, and he would probably wake up after sleeping for a while.Mr. Lan Sheng, whose breath was as frosty as snow, gave a hum, and walked towards Xie Heng.

Seeing this, Xie Yu muttered in his heart, this Mr. Lan Sheng's strength has greatly increased, and his personality feels much colder.

How could Mr. Lan Sheng care about what Xie Yu was thinking at this time? His fingers lightly touched Xie Heng's slightly white lips, and his thumb rubbed against the softness, as if feeling this kind of touch for the first time. With a few traces of novelty.

The winking Xie Yu left quickly, not being a blind light bulb.

Lan Shengjun's eyes traced Xie Heng inch by inch, and finally stopped at Xie Heng's fingertips.How did such a weak and cold finger condense such unusual strength?Thinking of this, he took Xie Heng's hand, interlocked his fingers skillfully, and finally looked at the overlapping hands of the two with some surprise.

Carefully walking the strength around Xie Heng's body, he really didn't find anything different about Xie Heng from ordinary people, it was ordinary flesh and blood growing on ordinary bones.

"So is it your soul that is special?" He asked softly, Xie Heng, who was lying on the bed unconsciously, of course had no way to give him an answer.

Lan Shengjun himself had no intention of asking for an answer, so he was silent for a moment, but just took out a jade pendant without patterns, and tied it around Xie Heng's waist.

He glanced at the window, then left without a word.

Cangshui was behind the window, his obscure pupils narrowed.

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In one second Xie Heng was surrounded by a sense of weightlessness, in the next moment Xie Heng suddenly opened his eyes wide, and then met Xie Yu who was holding a duster in his hand.

Xie Yu was stunned, the dust raised by the duster was still flying in the sun, but the old crow looked at Xie Heng as if he saw a sow climbing a tree.

Xie Heng: The child doesn't live up to expectations, even his father doesn't recognize him.

Here, Xie Yu lightly put down the duster, tentatively grabbed Xie Heng's face, for fear that he might accidentally shatter this beautiful dream.

"What's wrong with you? You finally got presbyopia at a young age?"

Xie Yu didn't refute him as usual, but slowly withdrew his hand, and then pinched his face.

Xie Heng:?

"Are you really awake?" Xie Yu asked lightly.

"Hi, isn't that right?" Xie Heng answered with raised eyebrows.

Xie Yu slapped Xie Heng's leg hard, and then continued to hit him with a set of boxing punches: "You old bastard, you finally woke up, even the fucking sows have learned how to climb trees. Like a dead person in bed, you know that I am afraid every day that you will be out of breath when I come with a duster the next day!!!!"

Xie Heng: "Cough cough cough cough cough."

In the end, Xie Yu took the fruit and put it in front of Grandpa Heng's bed, and carefully told him about the past few years.

"It's nothing. After you were brought back, everyone said you were fine. Your brothers took turns to visit you like visiting a grave. Cang Shui grew up and went out to buy vegetables yesterday, and you probably seemed to be abandoned. , Mr. Lan Sheng is now the veritable No.1, and he still bears the fate of mending the sky."

Xie Heng:?

Leaning against the head of the bed, Xie Heng gnawed on an orange, his hands full of sticky orange juice: "Lan Sheng?"

Xie Yu rolled his eyes unbearably, and handed him a handkerchief to wipe his hands: "Yes, I came here for the first time. I think you were abandoned. After Mr. Lan Sheng's strength rose greatly, Shuang Xuezhu Body, without a trace of popularity, very cold."

Swallowing the slightly sour orange in his mouth, Xie Heng lowered his head and wiped his fingers clean one by one. Feeling that the marks had been erased long ago, he smiled.

"It's just a Lan Shengjun, how can it be worth my trouble?"

The old crow gave him a sip: "Now can you tell me what you did?"

The golden paper crane flew out of the window with his hands raised, Xie Heng smiled wantonly: "Go and have fun, from today onwards, we are no longer the thorn in the eyes of God."

Xie Yu sized him up nervously, with a clear expression on his face: "I'll just say, there will be problems after sleeping for so many years, so why are you disabled?"

"I don't know if I'm disabled or not." Xie Heng slowly raised his hand: "I know you're going to be disabled."

Xie Yu's ghostly cries could be heard ten feet away.

Above the clouds in the nine heavens, everyone in the hall was toasting and pushing cups to exchange cups. Mr. Lan Sheng looked at the paper crane by his hand with no expression on his face.

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This time everyone was really gathered together, Shi Chunfeng took Long Yi's hand and laughed wildly: "I'm sorry everyone, I want a double bed in my room."

Zhuo Shanhua followed closely: "Then we want a three-person bed."

"Stupid," Yan Yinshou scolded him: "He's showing off his wife, why don't you make a three-person bed and sleep with your stone? Why don't you kill you?"

"Ah?" Zhuo Shanhua nodded: "It turns out that's the case, so let's stay the same."

"Stupid," Hui Zhou poked him on the back, "Yan Yinshou scolded you Stupid!"

"Ah!" After being reminded, Zhuoshanhua turned around and was about to hammer Yan Yinshou, who hid beside him and shouted: "I said it by returning to the boat, Huizhou, you are a bitch!"

Xie Yu was cleaning up the fruit peel residue at the small table, Xie Heng relied on Wang Nanke to peel melon seeds in the water next to him on a whim, and Yun Ni was on the other side of Wang Nanke to sleep or not.

They got together and planned to add a few rooms to Xie Heng's yard.

"It's better to change this to Wanhe pine, it's comfortable." Yun Ni made an opinion on the side.

There was a lot of noise in the room, and Cang Shui ate the melon seeds on the plate one by one.He stretched out his hand to pour tea for Xie Heng, and then continued to stare at Xie Heng's hand peeling melon seeds.

Seeing this, he looked at Nan Ke's eyes covered with one hand, and at Xie Heng who was still teasing him without bones, and thought that this man was a big scumbag.

After finally remembering what they wanted to buy, Manager Xie Yuda got up and drove them all away.

"It's too messy, too noisy." Xie Yu wiped the table and muttered, "I didn't feel like this when I was in Wanhesong."

Patting Cang Shui's stomach, Xie Heng took away the food in front of him.Cang Shui looks fourteen or fifteen years old now, extremely tender, with big eyes that don't understand, Xie Heng likes to tease him these days.

Leaning on Cang Shui's back, Xie Heng grabbed his half-length gray hair and rubbed it back and forth, Cang Shui narrowed his eyes comfortably.

"Damn scumbag, let go of my little nephew." Xie Yu shouted angrily when he turned around and saw the scumbag rubbing the water.

Ignoring him, Xie Heng asked back: "Cang Shui is not very talkative, it's all because of your talkativeness, I think you messed with the child."

"Go to hell." Xie Yu scolded him while tidying up with his back turned.

"No." Because of Cang Shui's small size, Xie Heng leaned on his shoulder and braided his hair. From a distance, it looked like Xie Heng was holding him in his arms.

"Uncle Yu doesn't talk much, but I don't talk too much." The young man raised his soft face, a little shyly: "I can change it, but I can change it more."

Attracted by Cang Shui's bulging cheeks, Xie Heng put down the hair in his hands, rubbed Cang Shui's face instead, and muttered: "At that time, I really didn't expect to be so soft when I grew up." Hearing Cang Shui's excuse, He closed his eyes and imagined the scene, and said with a smile: "That's a good relationship. When the time comes, you and Xie Yu will talk about cross talk, a rich family."

Seeing that he was smiling all over his face, Cang Shui also smiled, and hurriedly nodded yes.

"Third uncle, your child is really good at teaching." As soon as the words fell, Xie Heng suddenly suppressed his smile, let go of the water, straightened up and shouted at Xie Yu: "Third uncle, I'm dizzy from drinking too much , go out and breathe."

"Go and go, so you don't get in the way here." Xie Yu only said that he had a lot to do, and it took a while to realize: "No, you didn't drink."

At this time, Xie Heng's cushion was completely cold.

He did go out, but not to breathe, to see his old lover.

"Lan Shengjun." Xie Heng stood up and leaned against the tree trunk: "Go in and have a seat."

The white-haired and white-clothed Mr. Lan Sheng, who looked like a fluttering moth, responded dispensably: "That's Cangshui."

Xie Heng ignored him, just looked at him with golden eyes.Mr. Lan Sheng didn't care, as if he was worried about his best friend, he quietly advised him: "Hexian, don't hug Cangshui, it's indecent."

"Indecent?" Xie Heng smiled instead of anger. He approached Mr. Lan Sheng a few steps and pinched his chin: "Then I'm afraid there is a heinous crime between you and me."

Lan Shengjun frowned, but did not push him away.

Xie Heng sneered, fingers cruising on the body he was familiar with, but his eyes were full of indifference.Seeing that the person in front of him lowered his head and showed no expression, Xie Heng reached out to untie his belt.

Lan Shengjun clasped his hand, frowned and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Xie Heng stuck out the tip of his tongue hintingly, and the wetness flashed past Lan Shengjun's Adam's apple: "Don't you know what I'm going to do?"

Without answering, Mr. Lan Sheng stood aside like a wooden stake.Seeing his appearance, Xie Heng felt bored, and he withdrew his hand and didn't have the intention to continue talking with him.

"Where are you going?" But the man was still asking, "Shouldn't you be by my side?"

These words made the veins on the corners of Xie Heng's brows twitch fiercely, his golden pupils burned like fire: "You are wrong, I should be by my little fairy."

Lan Shengjun looked at him, Xie Heng gritted his teeth and said the next sentence: "But are you my little fairy?"

He approached with a sneer, so close that he could clearly see the whites of Lan Shengjun's bloodless eyes: "Can you tell me where my little fairy is? No desire for cause and effect?"

Lan Sheng still didn't advance or retreat, but he held Xie Heng's wrist: "Indeed, I am without desire and karma, but I am still Lan Sheng."

"You fart." Xie Heng looked contemptuous: "Are you pretending to be a dick? Do you have a trace of his breath?"

"You don't know where you trapped him, and you dare to provoke me?" Xie Heng clenched his fists, "I've never been afraid of death, you should know that." At last, Xie Heng took his hand out and glanced at him. : "I'll find him sooner or later."

"You can't find him." Mr. Lan Sheng shook his empty palm and interrupted Xie Heng: "I told you before, I'm still Lan Sheng."

Xie Heng: Damn, why am I always getting into trouble?

"I'm still Lan Sheng, but it's also without desire and karma." Hearing this, Xie Heng raised his hand to form an enchantment.

"Say, tell me clearly."