bodhisattva is busy

When Luo Fan followed Yang Jian and drove away on the cloud, he looked back and saw that Yuanshi Tianzun was still standing on the surface of the sea. The dark blue waves rolled under his feet, which made the white clothes like snow and green silk like ink, and his deep and vast eyes were endless. The blue ocean, deep blue, faintly visible touch of black.

Looking at Yuanshi Tianzun and Master Tongtian who were silently staring at each other, Luo Fan finally couldn't help the raging fire of gossip in his heart, and whispered to Yang Jian beside him: "You said Master and Master Tongtian, they..."

Hey, stand in front of those two great gods, don't think that if you speak softly, they won't be able to hear you! !

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Yang Jian quickly covered Luo Fan's mouth and dragged him away without hesitation. He didn't let go until he was outside the boundary of Jinao Island.

Luo Fan didn't resist either, and when Yang Jian let go, he suddenly said something he hadn't said for a long time: "Nephew is so bold!"

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "That's considered bold? Uncle Master might as well save this for later, there will always be a more suitable opportunity."

What kind of trouble is this ulterior motive? !

When the two returned to Xiqi, Princess Longji's wedding had already been held, and Yang Jian's house became her wedding room directly, as if she planned to live here for a long time, so Yang Jian and Luo Fan lived together People are not forced to live together indefinitely under the circumstances that Xi Qi cannot refute.

Pulling Luo Fan into the house, Yang Jian stretched out his hand to take off his clothes, Luo Fan was surprised by his hasty action, and thought: Could it be that Yang Jian is so dissatisfied with his desires after only a few days of seeing each other?

Although...he himself misses a little...

Therefore, Luo Fan cooperatively let Yang Jian take off his clothes, took off the torn coat, and the underwear fell to his waist. Luo Fan felt that it was almost done, and consciously hooked Yang Jian's neck, looking at the handsome and gentle face of the man , suddenly felt that the throat that had just drank water began to dry up again, she couldn't help but licked her lips, and leaned over to kiss him.

As soon as he touched the corner of his lips, he suddenly felt Yang Jian's hand go around his back. With a light press, his face, which was still a little emotional, was distorted terribly: "Hiss... get your claws away!"

Yang Jian took away his paw as he said, and with the other hand held up a box of wound medicine in front of Luo Fan's eyes, and said innocently: "Isn't this going to give medicine to the uncle? If you don't treat it after soaking in sea water, it will fester." .”

As he said that, he dug out a piece of wound medicine and spread it evenly on the wound on Luo Fan's back, and a burning pain came out immediately, even more painful than when he was whipped at the beginning. Wrinkled his face into a ball.

After the initial stimulation, the pain gradually eased, and Luo Fan was relieved, and looked at Yang Jian sadly: "Nephew, how much do you really hate me!"

Yang Jian was amused by his eyes, and leaned against Luo Fan's forehead and laughed in a low voice: "This medicine has the best effect, master, please bear with it."

Having said that, Luo Fan obviously felt that the force of his attack was lighter and slower, so the pain lasted longer...

I endured it, and finally I couldn't hold it back, "Nephew, you should hurry up." Labor and management are getting old, and this little bit of sweet torture is really unbearable.

"Uncle Master, you are really difficult to serve." Yang Jian said in a low voice, which seemed to be complaining but was actually teasing, and then simply poured the whole box of wound medicine into the palm of his hand. On the wound on Luo Fan's right shoulder, he quickly slid to the bottom along the scar.

"Ah!!!" Luo Fan uttered a stern scream, and grabbed Yang Jian's clothes tightly, "The peaty ones, be gentle with labor and management!"

Yang Jian carefully walked around the wound and hugged him, comforting him: "Master, bear with it, you will feel better soon."

This wound medicine is very effective, but at the beginning there will be a tingling and burning pain, but after a while, it will soon be replaced by coolness and comfort.

Sure enough, in an instant, Luo Fan felt the pain in his back lessen, and the thin ointment was applied to the wound, which was icy cold, and the pain gradually dissipated, making him very comfortable.He narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Jian, his eyes were misty and misty due to the previous pain, as if they had no focus, at first glance, there was an illusion of stunning water, "Hmm..." A comfortable low moan overflowed from his throat, I don't know if it was agreeing with Yang Jian's previous words, or just a simple meaningless moan, indescribably ambiguous and ecstasy.

Yang Jian hugged him tightly, his smile remained gentle, but his eyes were like thick ink that had melted away, becoming darker and deeper.

Outside the door, Huang Tianhua's hand knocking on the door suddenly couldn't go down, and he stayed in the air for a moment in embarrassment, then he didn't know what to think of, and fled away in a panic with a red face.

After relieving the pain, Luo Fan returned to a lively state. While putting on the undershirt that had faded to his waist, he casually asked Yang Jian, "Who was outside just now?"

Yang Jian shook his head, "Don't worry, I'm already gone." After a pause, he suddenly smiled and said, "Anyway, it can't be Nezha."

Luo Fan couldn't help laughing then, that's right, Nezha didn't have the patience to stand outside the door for so long, that guy would kick the door directly.

After laughing, Luo Fan continued to put on his clothes. Seeing his actions, Yang Jian quickly raised his hand to stop him: "Don't wear your clothes, be careful of scratching the wound."

It made sense for Luo Fan to think about it, so he gave up the plan to put on clothes, honestly climbed onto the bed and lay down, hugged the pillow and sighed helplessly: "Is this the only way to sleep tonight?"

Yang Jian obviously didn't have any special feelings about this sleeping position. Seeing Luo Fan's reluctance, he could only think of one reason: "Is it cold?"

The corner of Luo Fan's mouth twitched, and he replied with a dry smile: "...not cold."

It's not cold, but the bed board is too hard, and a certain part that is about to move is pressed and hurts a little.

Luo Fan has never been a person who is willing to wrong himself. He only turned his eyes back and forth between Yang Jian and the bed board, and said decisively: "Nephew, come up and lie down."

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, he didn't quite understand what Luo Fan meant, but he obeyed his orders and climbed into the bed beside Luo Fan, and then turned off the light with his sleeves.

Yang Jian's body temperature came from his side, it was warm, and in this cold and windy night, it had a special attraction to Luo Fan who could only be naked and could not cover himself with a quilt.

After hesitating for a second, he stood up decisively and moved towards Yang Jian gropingly.

"Little uncle?" Yang Jian didn't know what he was going to do, subconsciously wanted to sit up and help him.

Luo Fan pushed him down by pressing his shoulders: "Lie down."

So Yang Jian really lay flat like this, watching Luo Fan crawling up on top of him little by little, guessing what the little uncle wanted to do, the more he thought about it, the more he felt: the little uncle probably wasn't satisfied...

Luo Fan rubbed and rubbed, and finally landed on Yang Jian's body, and then found a comfortable position to lie down resolutely, just resting his chin on Yang Jian's shoulder, indescribably satisfied.

Is this over?

Yang Jian, who waited for a long time and didn't get the next step, was depressed, "Little uncle, continue."

"continue?"

Keep up the thread?Labor and management are already comfortable!

"Keep on, huh?"

Luo Fan was embarrassed at first, lying on Yang Jian's body, and hearing such provocative words, his calm heart couldn't help but flutter for a while, but——

"...I'm running out of strength."

……

Luo Fan raised his head and looked at Yang Jian with a bitter face. He had a very colorful day, fighting Shen Gongbao and swimming in the sea. All kinds of hardships were really tossed.

Yang Jian smiled helplessly, lightly pecked the corner of Luo Fan's lips, then pressed his head on his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Then go to sleep."

Early the next morning, Yang Jian and Luo Fan went to see Jiang Ziya. Yin Jiao was dead, and the four flags had been returned. Now there was no fighting in Xiqi, but there were still many people gathered in the hall, as if they were in a meeting.

The two came late, so they didn't stand in front, but just found a place near the door and stood quietly. When Jiang Ziya saw them coming in, he nodded slightly as a signal, and continued talking.

Huang Tianhua stood very close to Jiang Ziya, subconsciously followed Jiang Ziya's gaze, and saw Yang Jian and Luo Fan who had just entered the door, and then he blushed in disbelief.

Nezha was horrified, how could this thick-skinned person blush?He stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and said in his mouth, "Are you sick?"

Huang Tianhua inexplicably thought of the voice he heard at the door of Luo Fan's room last night, and for some reason, subconsciously took a step back to avoid it.

How dare you hide?Nezha was also angry, and snorted coldly: "Sure enough, I'm sick." Then he stood up with his arms folded, and didn't look at him anymore.

"I didn't..." Huang Tianhua couldn't express all kinds of sufferings, his face also turned pale in an instant, and he suffered from internal injuries.

Looking at the interaction between the two in front, Luo Fan approached Yang Jian and said in a low voice, "I guess who was at the door last night."

Yang Jian also glanced in that direction, and said calmly: "He can't hide things in his heart."

Luo Fan was surprised, and his brain circuit twitched: "You mean, we should kill people to silence?"

Yang Jian was speechless for a moment.

"I'm just kidding you." Luo Fan chuckled, then the smile faded, and he said casually, "If they know it, they know it. There's nothing shameful about it."

Yang Jian was moved in his heart, and couldn't help but hold his hand, "Uncle Master can really think about it."

Luo Fan glanced at him and smiled calmly: "Isn't there still Master standing in front of us, what are you afraid of?"

With Yuanshi Tianzun and Master Tongtian in front, who would dare to gossip?Luo Fan expressed no pressure.