With the good-for-nothing beauty

The enchantment on the ground of the demon world became stronger and stronger, and the guardians gradually had more free time, not to mention the demon venerable.So the impatient Xu surnamed monkey fiddled around with his buttocks, fiddled with a bunch of dark dishes, after the protests of the people, he changed to fiddle with wine, and the taste was good, probably this is the gene of the Xu family.

This day Mozun invited the blind old man to open the altar, and when he opened it, the fragrance of peach blossoms was refreshing, and Zehou drank a cup, and he let out a loud wow, full of praise.

"Then you have to drink it. If it's not strong, it's just flower wine that nourishes the stomach." Mozun happily poured the wine, and took a few sips himself.

"There must be ghosts in being courteous for nothing." Zehou smacked his lips with his wine glass, "Speaking of which, what do you want to do?"

A light bulb seemed to light up on Mozun's head: "Oh, it's nothing, I just got idle recently, and I remembered an old gossip, and I wanted to ask you."

Zehou didn't take it seriously, and knew his gossip attribute clearly: "What is it?"

"You didn't go forward with Han Tian, ​​the one you like is Cheng'er, right, why is that?"

Zehou almost spit out the peach blossom wine and choked half to death: "D-Die! Why are you asking this?! Are you supposed to gossip about this!"

He looked around as if facing an enemy: "Don't shout loudly, if Han Tian finds out, he will be very unhappy!"

"Tsk tsk tsk look at your cowardly look." Xu Basui smirked, "What's the point of covering up, anyway, you bastard is still a bastard. Come on, come on, a hero should mention the courage of the past, talk about it ?”

Ze Hou was speechless, drinking his wine but resolutely refused to say, "Go cool off."

"Good guy, drinking Lao Tzu's wine, don't you know how to take advantage of people's hands and eat people's mouths?"

"What kind of politeness is there with you?" Ze Hou asked, "Isn't this good wine a tribute to your brother?"

"I'm not the only good brother." Xu Basui smiled, "Cheng'er is also a good brother, isn't he? How did you know him back then? Is it right?"

Zehou took a sip of his wine and laughed at him: "Who is better than you? He was born for you. Doesn't he know that your first protector is him?"

Xu Basui was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't know this.

Zehou on the other end gently knocked open the chatterbox with a slight hint of alcohol, and let out the luxuriant foliage inside: "The meeting I met him was also for you, he brought Treasure to me Come before me and choose me to be your protector...oh, he was shining then."

When the wind blows, ripples rise in the cup, and the aroma of the wine is like a tulle waving across a person's face, so gentle and comfortable, making people fluttering and unaware of reality and illusion.

Ze Hou fell into memory.

That was decades ago, after the night of catastrophe in the Demon Realm, the No.30 generation Demon Lord Xu Huo and his wife Wuhen died, and there were many dead who went to the Market of the Dead together with them.Since that night, many children in the dungeon like to claim that they jumped out of the cracks in the rocks.

Without him, play tricks and reduce grief.

Zehou, who is as muddy as he is, claims to be older. He has no memories of his relatives, probably because of his martial arts genes. In such a precarious demon world, the stronger the easier it is to be transferred to the front line, and the easier it is to live. Fold early.

Zehou knew that sooner or later he would be selected and transferred to the ground.He didn't feel sad either. Day by day, although the ground was dangerous, there was sunshine, rain, and fire.Most of the residents of the dungeon had a hard time going to see the violent and dangerous ground last time. Who knows when the heavens will throw fire on the sky when they are unhappy?Because of being in the ground for too long, many demon cultivators also look forward to the ground, especially the newborn calves.

In addition, he is significantly different from other children, or directly from other demons - he is born with face blindness, can't distinguish between beauty and ugliness, can't remember who, and doesn't bother to remember over time. friends and partners.The sky is big and the earth is big, he has no worries.

Not long after, on the day of his 13th birthday, his white robe had turned purple with the improvement of his cultivation, which was very conspicuous in a pile of white or gray robes.That day, a child in a light blue robe walked over with his eyes closed, holding a corgi-sized ugly and fierce beast by his hand.

The ferocious beast sniffed at him again and again, let out a cry that sounded like he was in a good mood, and drooled all over the place.

"Is it him?"

There was a soft and pleasant Zhengtai sound, and Ze Hou looked up, and saw him slowly opening his eyes, which were a pair of very, very special eyes.

There are quite obvious lines of silver spiritual power flowing in the smiling eyes. If the sun on the ground is concrete, the country bumpkin Ozawa thinks it is such a shock.

He was born face-blind, but he could recognize the shape of these eyes.This was the first time he remembered a stranger's appearance and traits with a pair of eyes.

The child stretched out his hand towards him, and Zehou saw his own face reflected in his silver eyes.

"My name is Weicheng, this brother, how about you?"

"I felt as if I was holding a piece of soft warm jade." Zehou made a gesture of holding his claws, looked up at the invisible barrier above, with a very gentle expression.

Xu Basui's heart was moved, he empathized with him for a moment, and said, "The first impression is good, right?"

Zehou nodded drunkenly, and gestured: "I was in a good mood when I first saw Cheng'er. I recognized his eyes for the first time, and we lived together for half a year. How to be a good protector of your family. To be honest, the word family baffles me. I live everywhere, have no family and no friends, and can’t recognize all kinds of affection in the world. With the eyes of the city, feelings like joy and sorrow can gradually be understood..."

Xu Basui became suspicious when he listened, and when Ze Houba had finished drinking, he stroked his chin and asked him, "It's strange, you fell in love with Cheng'er because you recognized Cheng'er's eyes for the first time, so what should I say? Brother, you You can recognize my whole face, so why don't you have any bad thoughts about me?"

This time Zehou spit out a sip of wine, choked and slapped Mozun on the shoulder, unable to utter a single word.

Xu Basui teased Wan Shun Shun about his back, laughing loudly.

Zehou put the wine glass back on the table with a snap, and the boss unhappily slapped the hand of the guy who hadn't opened the door away, rubbing the back of his neck and choking silently.

The old blind man couldn't explain it.

Because when he first met the little devil, little Xu Ke was closer to a "monster" to him.

At that time, the ice prison was white, and the little demon was trapped in chains and escaped, like a big human-shaped fireball, becoming the ultimate horror in the ice and snow.The boy Zehou was already terrified at that time, but what was even more frightening was that he recognized a crumpled little face in the raging fire. The expression was so ferociously distorted and painful that it was rare in his life.

Demon Lord Xu Ke may be the most special existence in this world to him, but when he first met Demon Lord, he was his worst appearance.The young Zehou saw a dream in the world in the eyes of the little city lord in the dungeon, but he saw a nightmare in the world on the face of the little demon king on the ground.

After the nightmare was turned off, the skinny little hapless stared at him in panic and stubbornness amidst the rising heat.

Ze Hou was still drunk, squinting his eyes to look at the man in red in front of him, the sea of ​​memories was vast and quiet, and there were so many things in the past decades, it felt like flowing water.

Such a big ball of fire, year after year, from wailing mourning to laughing at Yan Yan, from a runaway firecracker that everyone respects and pities, all the way up and down to today's joy, it seems that everything has changed, and everything has changed. Unchanged.

"Who would like you." He also laughed with Mozun, "When you were young, you would cry every day. Except Weicheng, everyone else was often called by your brothers and sisters, just like a brat who hasn't been weaned. Who would like a crying bag!"

The word "crying bag" stopped Xu Basui's laughter abruptly, the guy in his family had only used these two words to describe him on the bed the night before.Mozun was like a punctured balloon, his mouth was crooked, and he moaned softly, "You're the one crying."

Zehou didn't hear it, and continued to laugh while drinking: "Brother, I like gentle and smiling people. You can cry as much as you like. When you are sober, you are still skinny, with a hippie smile and a mean face, and you look like you don't want to be beaten... "

"Okay, okay, don't mention me!" Xu Basui raised his middle finger, and quickly poured him another glass of peach blossom wine with long stamina.

"We've been together for nearly ten years at that time, Xiao Ke... I finally saw the demon world on the ground, the light of the rising sun, the night of the waning moon, but more, it was the natural disaster that made everyone breathless. Another burst of indiscriminate bombardment, as if life is at stake. You and I repaired the enchantment back to back when you were sober, you are so small, trembling and singing loudly... Ten years, Xiaoke."

Zehou shook his head, stretched out his hand to pat the Demon Lord's shoulder, feeling inexplicably sad, and burped out the truth: "You are my younger brother and my lord, the only one I recognize in this world. A face, by fate, I am destined to be your guardian...but I am not competent."

Xu Basui's shoulders hurt from being patted, but he was immediately moved when he heard the words, so he patted back vigorously: "No, it's too good! What you said, alas..."

Ze Hou suddenly felt as if his shoulder had been hit by a Thor's hammer, and the guilt that he was full of hesitant to say disappeared immediately, and he grinned and broke off the claw: "My shoulder is going to be broken! Okay, okay, have you finished gossiping? Shit, I'm going back!"

Xu Basui hurriedly poured him another glass: "Don't! Wait a little longer, Brother Ze, what a great atmosphere, let's continue chatting?"

Zehou rubbed his shoulders and lost his temper: "Do you still want to gossip with a hammer?"

I saw the devil over there rubbing his hands like a debt collector, his eyes sparkling: "Brother, you only talked about the white moonlight when you were young, and you didn't mention the cinnabar mole on the hot kang's head now. Eh, it doesn't mean that cold weather occasionally Will he lose his temper at you? You, you, how do you coax your daughter-in-law?"

Ze Hou was stunned for a while, then he turned his head and understood.He took pleasure in others' misfortune: "Oh~ I said why did you come here to be courteous, have you lost your temper with the people in the room?"

Xu Basui opened his mouth to make up a few words, but finally nodded resentfully, hesitant to speak, and just kept rubbing the pair of claws.

Zehou immediately patted his thigh and laughed loudly, showing no sympathy, and even boasted: "Han Tiantian will not be as narrow-minded as that one, he is clinging to me, from body to heart, he just can't bear it." Why are you having a temper tantrum with me..."

"Conceited." Xu Basui rolled his eyes, "That's the way a villain is successful."

The more Ze Hou thought about it, the more amusing he became. After drinking, he became even more amused: "It must be, my daughter-in-law likes me first, we have a strong relationship, how can we be like you—"

"What about us?"

Zhou Baiyuan's thunderous voice rang coldly behind Mozun.

Xu Basui was frightened and delighted at the same time, just about to jump up, he asked him to hold down his shoulder: "I didn't see the demon king after going out, so I came here to drink flower wine."

Xu Basui: "..."

Why does it sound weird.

As soon as Zehou raised his eyes, he saw the blurred beauty of Zhou, he let out a yow, and drank the wine brewed by Xu Basui provocatively, and said in a strange way: "It's nothing, just twists and turns, ups and downs, ups and downs, ups and downs It's like that. It's a matter of course for others to marry a wife, but my younger brother didn't take the usual path, and turned [-] corners..."

Zhou Baiyuan smiled gently: "Brother Ze is modest when it comes to the past. I remember that when the new courtyard was renovated, there was a wooden board in the warehouse of Han Tian's house, which was clearly engraved with so-and-so and so-and-so not allowed to enter... I heard that Han Tian also put this A meaningful board to keep?"

Zehou put down his wine glass, rolled up his sleeves and stood up. The two were about the same height, and Xu Basui, who was sitting in the middle with his head up and looking left and right, seemed to be stuck between two mountains.

Fortunately, the other party also arrived, although the way of coming was very different - a well-fed and strong Taotie Tiaobao came rushing along with the scent of peach blossom wine, with a length of silver whip wrapped around his body, He stumbled the excrement shovel officer who was dragging it behind him: "Taibao, run slowly!"

The fat Taotie, who was as tall as Alaska, howled happily, and rushed towards the peach blossom wine placed on the stone table like an overwhelming sea.

Seeing this situation, the two confronting strong attackers retreated, one bent down and scooped up Mozun, and carried the Mozun into his arms lightly, while the other fanned out the fan and knocked on the drooling Taotie, and immediately carried Han Tian away. on the shoulders.

After having a good time, the Taotie jumped onto the stone table, collapsed the stone table with one butt, and pawed at the wine jar to drink tons of wine.

The four were silent for a while, and Han Tian waved his hands to greet Xu Basui and Zhou Baiyuan: "My lord, my son, it's been peaceful recently, and I have nothing to do to sneak out for treasures, and now it seems that it is still the most difficult one... Eh, Why are you all down?"

Zehou wiped the wine from his lips, and said happily, "Bao'er, you are hanging on my shoulder."

Han Tian was taken aback for a moment, and reacted belatedly, and then beat Zehou's back angrily: "Hey, let me down! Your lord and young master are here!"

Zehou whistled, and touched his wife's waist with a salty pig's hand: "What about them? Then let's go to the place where the two light bulbs are not there."

Han Tian slapped the silver whip of his natal weapon to make him let go, and Zehou grabbed the silver whip with the other hand, and coaxed him with a smile: "Oh, how about you tie it up and go home and play again? Close the door Come and play as long as you want—”

He turned around with Han Tian on his shoulders, and waved his hands back: "Brother, you are a good crafter, we brothers can continue to drink when we have time."

The dissatisfied rice bucket Dabao happily drank the peach blossom wine brewed by the Mozun, and suddenly felt a chilly look cast over him, and was so frightened that he quickly clamped his tail and jumped three feet high to follow the two. The Guardian slipped away.So on the cracked stone table, there was an empty wine jar that was spinning around.

Zhou Baiyuan looked away from the wine jar, and fell on the face of the man in his arms: "I think about you for everything good, but you made the wine yourself, but I didn't drink the first sip, and didn't even leave the last drop. Give me."

Xu Basui met his gaze, opened his mouth, and immediately bowed and apologized in his arms: "I'm sorry daughter-in-law! I was wrong!"

Zhou Baiyuan looked down at him condescendingly, there was a kind of gloom that was about to rain and the wind filled the building, and the arms around the Demon Venerable exerted strength, confining the embrace even tighter.

He wanted to do something, but in the next second, Mozun put his arms around his neck and raised his arms, like a soft cat, smacked his lips with a big mouthful of incense.

Zhou Baiyuan was expressionless on the surface, but he was elated inside, and continued to look at him pretending to be indifferent.

Xu Maomao in his arms continued to lean forward without saying a word, and sent soft warmth until the corners of his lips were stained with water that could not breathe well.

The spring was warm, and Xu Basui separated from him a little bit, surrounded by hot air, with thin tears and a deep smile: "Have you tasted the last sip of peach blossom wine now?"

Zhou Baiyuan lowered his eyes and stared at him for a long while, finally couldn't help it, lowered his head and rubbed against him: "Oh, the taste is so-so, unless you feed me like this next time."

Xu Basui embraced him with high spirits: "It's easy to talk about it, then are you... calmed down?"

The Mozun hung on Zhou Baiyuan coquettishly, looked at his marsh-like peach blossom eyes, and thought of the quarrel with his beautiful daughter-in-law the night before.

At that time, after being newly married for a few days, Xu Basui held his back and couldn't bear it any longer. He made an hourglass by himself and put it on the bedside table. A chapter of the contract."

Zhou Baiyuan stripped off his clothes with his fingertips, and asked casually, "What's the appointment?"

"Only one round every night, and it's over when the hourglass runs out." Xu Basui protested, "I still have to rest!"

Zhou Baiyuan's movements stopped at the gesture of his clothes and hands, and he half-kneeled on the couch, blinking his eyes, with an innocent expression on his face, and looked at him aggrievedly: "Are you trying to starve me?"

Xu Basui made up his mind not to mess around any longer, pointing at the hourglass and not letting go, Zhou Baiyuan probably couldn't resist him, so he nodded in agreement.

Originally, this "reign change" went quite smoothly, and Zhou Baiyuan was much softer than usual, and it seemed that he was really following his hourglass rule.

...However, for some reason, Xu Basui blurted out "Saturday" at the moment when he was so comfortable that he couldn't die.

Then, as a matter of course, Xiao Heihua had a semen on week seven and sunday

"What do you like about my brother?"

Zhou Baiyuan asked in a cold voice while holding it.

Xu Basui was so shocked that he was about to fall apart: "No, I don't like him now..."

"I used to like it, didn't I?" Zhou Baiyuan lowered his head, trying to find a way to push himself to death, forcing Xu Basui to curl his toes and cry out.

He continued to dig in there, grinding his teeth and sucking blood against his ear: "Tell the truth."

At that time, Xu Basui was almost delirious, holding the previous chicken feathers and arrows and crying and bargaining: "Truth, truth... Farewell, Farewell... It's time..."

Zhou Baiyuan only pressed against the back of his neck, and directly freed up a hand to turn over the hourglass on the bedside table, and then penetrated deeper.But in such a fierce stir, his voice was still much more stable than Xu Basui: "It's not the time, I just arrived at the midfield."

Xu Maomao was so pitiful that he had to bite the bedding and whine.The puppet lasted for a while that week, picked him up and tore off the quilt he was holding, then leaned in front of him and said, "Since you're tired, you can hold it."

All in all, Xu Maomao was soaked through, not even a single strand of hair was let go.Zhou Muppet was probably angry, but he didn't let go of it, and he was not gentle anymore.Even if Xu Maomao was tired and closed his eyes and wanted to fall asleep, he still refused to give in. After breaking it open, he slowly buried it again.So until dawn, at dawn, Xu Maomao was limp and out of breath, and pushed him to get out, but told him to hold him down instead, and stormy came to have a good morning dessert.

Xu Basui cried sweetly at that earlier, knowing how difficult it is to coax an angry person.

Originally, he thought that after this stir-fry, it should be regarded as a loss.Unexpectedly, the next day, the daughter-in-law became abnormally angry. When Xu Basui woke up, he found that he was sleeping in the Nanke Pavilion. When he returned to his room, he found that the door of the Chaoxi Pavilion was sealed, and the beautiful daughter-in-law inside was dying. Let him in.

Even at night, Zhou Baiyuan was still facing the wall.

When it was dawn, this clingy little black flower who had been in a panic after being away from him for a long time before unexpectedly locked herself up for a day and a night!

The more Xu Basui thought about it, the worse it became. With no way to start, he rushed to the doctor in a hurry to find the previous negative case, and dug out the peach blossom wine that was tried in the altar to pry the blind brother's words... There is no way, it is estimated that the disaster will be reduced today. , as soon as the days were peaceful, man-made disasters were quietly brewing.

It's just that he hasn't been able to draw a good answer, Zhou Baiyuan guessed that he couldn't stay still, so he opened the door and came out.

"Are you still angry?" Xu Basui patted his chest, pressed against his shoulders, clutched the hem of his clothes, and began to dawdle to show his favor.

Zhou Baiyuan was pulled to lower his head, pretending to look at him indifferently: "Does the Demon Lord know what I'm angry about?"

"I'm so angry that I have to look at Shu, going from side to side?" Xu Basui quickly raised his fingers together, but blamed himself, "Blame me, blame me, blame me, I didn't know what happened at the time, and I became incoherent when my brain got hot... Daughter-in-law, just treat me as me I sneezed, and I have absolutely no intention of turning back! No matter how much the past is, my future partner and I have only you at this time, you are my beloved wife, and we made an oath on the stage—"

Zhou Baiyuan's face softened a little, he hugged him and turned back to Chaoxi Pavilion, Xu Basui saw that he seemed to have calmed down, so he breathed a sigh of relief and shut up.

Then Zhou Baiyuan looked down at him: "What are you stopping for?"

"Oh oh oh!" Xu Basui dimpled, and continued to express his affection word by word.

Zhou Damao was relieved to hear that, and all the frizzy hair went back softly.

After returning to Chaoxi Pavilion, Xu Basui lay down on the couch, glanced at the bedside table, and found that the hourglass had disappeared.

Zhou Baiyuan was possessed, his voice suppressed his smile, and he tried his best to pretend to be displeased: "What's the matter?"

Xu Maomao lowered his ears, scratched the side of his face, and after hesitating for a while, he "died heroically": "It's okay! Come on!"

Zhou Baiyuan achieved his goal, bent down to hold Maomao, and his smile spread where he couldn't see.

"That's what you said."

Later, Mozun didn't mention to put back the hourglass rule.

Therefore, Zhou Baiyuan still did what he was supposed to do.

作者有话要说：布偶：哼（诶嘿嘿）感谢在2021-01-1521:00:02~2021-01-2023:58:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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