Bingyan Men's Drink

Today, spring snow falls on the city of Chang'an, like catkins, like reed flowers, like dandelion fluff, blossoming frequently, white like clouds.

Ao Mei competes to bloom white, adorning the branches, like white jade pearl hairpins on black silk.

A wounded ferret accidentally broke into the backyard of the famous Qin Mansion and lay down under a plum tree with tears in his eyes.

I thought that no one would care about it, and it was dying, but suddenly there was a hint of warmth from its back.When he opened his eyes, he saw a little beauty squatting in front of him.The boy, who is only seven or eight years old, has a pair of jade-like eyes, which are bright and bright.The skin was as white as snow, evenly covered with two touches of cherry red due to the cold.The jet-black hair was stained with some white flowers, and it was even more voluptuous and refined than that Aomei.The cyan brocade clothes were covered with a plain white fur cape.

The boy stroked the soft and slippery back of the ferret with his small, tender hands that were a little red from the cold.His beautiful eyebrows were tightly furrowed, his cinnabar lips were drawn into a slit, and his big eyes were clouded with mist.

He suddenly tore off the corner of his clothes, and awkwardly bandaged the ferret's injured forelimb.

"Qing Wan!" A clear, joyful call came from a distance.

The boy raised his head and looked at the boy who was walking towards him, as if he had seen a savior, his eyes sparkled with admiration: "Brother Moran!" After seeing it, I will feel warm and want to monopolize it.

"Qingwan, what are you doing outside the house in such a cold day? Look, your hands are turning red from the cold." The boy wrapped his cold little hands up to his mouth to breathe, and rubbed them from time to time to keep the boy warm.

His appearance is somewhat similar to that of a boy, but his dark green eyes are full of frost and evil.But every time he looked at the younger brother in front of him, his eyes would become soft, affectionate, and hot.She was dressed in a luxurious purple dress, and her long black hair fluttered in the wind like a butterfly.There was an air of arrogance on the handsome face, although he was still young, he already showed the air of a general.

"Brother Moran, it's injured, please save it!" The boy grabbed the hem of the boy's clothes and dangled it coquettishly.

Mo Ran was fascinated by his younger brother's cuteness for a moment, and really wanted to bite his tender, pink face with his mouth.After a while, he finally restrained his impulse, and in a blink of an eye turned to the ferret huddled under the plum tree.

He stretched out his hand to check its injury, but the injured animal shrank back vigilantly.The boy ignored it, tore off the loosely wrapped bloody cloth, took out a bottle of medicinal powder hidden in his waist, and sprinkled it on the wound.

He knew at a glance that this ferret was unusual, and there was still a little lifelessness left on his body, but he had already escaped.The wound was not caused by an ordinary wild beast attack, but left by a monster with thousands of years of skill.

Although it heals quickly, it leaves scars.It should be extremely grateful that it can save its life after being poisoned by the demon.If Qing Wan hadn't inadvertently driven away the ghost officials of the underworld, the little Diao would have died long ago.

He loves his younger brother, but is also jealous of his ability.Who knows that what the boy wants, the boy has it all.He wanted power and power, the succession of the Qin family, and even Qing Wan's body, Qing Wan's heart, and even Qing Wan's soul.It's just that all this has become full of obstacles because of "blood relationship".

"Qingwan, look, it's all right." The ferret stood up unsteadily, took two steps with a limp, turned around to look at the boy, and suddenly ran into the grass and disappeared.

"Brother Moran is really amazing!" Qing Wan clapped her hands and applauded, but she didn't know that she saved the ferret, the boy just stopped the bleeding for it.

Indifferently, he likes to be praised and admired by boys: "Don't rush to praise, after I show you something, Qingwan will reward me~" After speaking, he took out a small paper bag and unfolded it.Inside are golden, pink, white, brocade candies of various colors.

"Wow~~Brother Moran treats me the best!" The boy's eyes sparkled with excitement, and the alluring Jintang made him drool.Since the Qin family is a famous family and Qing Wan is still young, the family never let him eat too much sweets, let alone snacks from the roadside stalls.

He picked up one of them, stuck out his lilac tongue and licked it, with a happy smile blooming on his face.Unexpectedly, his current expression and actions, in the eyes of the young man, become a snack that is a hundred times more delicious than Jintang, tempting the soul.

"Little guy, your mouth is full of sugar." Mo Ran leaned over and kissed the boy's small red lips, licking the honey-like sweetness at the corner of his mouth, coveting his pleasant fragrance, melting like snow in his mouth, igniting the hidden hunger Thirsty, nibbling on the lower lip, all the remaining jintang came over.

Qing Wan was taken aback for a moment, and then backed away: "Brother Mo Ran, mother said, Qing Wan is a boy, Qing Wan can only kiss her own wife, Qing Wan cannot kiss her elder brother."

These words immediately aroused the anger in the young man's heart, but he was quickly suppressed by him: "She lied to you! Do you believe this too? Little fool, as long as you marry me in the future, it will be the same if you kiss me now or later." of."

The boy blinked his eyes as bright as stars and moons, tilted his head, and looked at him curiously: "Is that so? Why did your mother lie to Qing Wan?"

"She said this because she was afraid that you would be abducted by outsiders." Indifferently frightened and deceived, how could a seven-year-old boy see the tricks in it?

"Then...then when Qing Wan grows up, Qing Wan will marry Brother Mo Ran. Qing Wan should not go to other places."

"Of course! It's settled, I will definitely marry you." Seeing that the scheme has succeeded, the young man smiled brightly, "Qing Wan, I want to reward you, stick out your tongue."

The boy nodded, obediently showing the tip of his tongue.Mo Ran lightly pecked her mouth, and found that it was sweeter and honey than her lips.Can't help but raise his lower jaw with one finger, lick his tongue to pick up the cloves filled with brocade sugar, absorb the pure and beautiful nectar, and melt it in the mouth instantly, overflowing and lingering.Qing Wan felt itchy, her cheeks were flushed, and her breath was a little disordered.

"What are you doing?!" A bright and melodious female voice sounded beside the two of them with obvious anger.

Qing Wan was shocked immediately, like a frightened bird, and suddenly left Moran: "Mother...Mother..." The boy blushed, but he didn't realize that his behavior just now should not have happened, but was afraid of his strict mother.

A noble and elegant woman, beautiful and proud, with a beautiful appearance, makes even an upright young girl feel eclipsed.The gorgeous red sleeves made her fair skin flawless, and the dirty black long hair flowed down like a waterfall, and a nephrite jade hairpin was sublimated beautifully.

She is so outstanding, but in Mo Ran's eyes, when Qing Wan becomes an adult, she will be more powerful than his mother, who can steal people's souls at a glance.

"Auntie, please don't blame Qingwan, we just..."

"He's your own brother!" Before the boy could finish speaking, the noble lady slapped him so hard that he leaned over, the corners of his mouth were blush like silk, his cheeks were red, swollen and bruised.But he stubbornly didn't hum, and without regret, he glared at her angrily.

"Mother, mother, don't hit Brother Mo Ran, it's Qing Wan who is not good, it is Qing Wan who is not good." The boy was anxious, his mother was always harsh, and she never showed mercy when she beat him, so Qing Wan knew very well what was wrong with him. How painful.

"Wan'er, come here! I will punish you not to leave the room for three days, and copy "Spring and Autumn"." Seeing her innocent son begging for Moran, the lady had no choice but to soften her heart, but the lesson was inevitable.He pulled the boy vigorously and dragged him into the house.

Looking at the petite figure that was fading away, the boy swore that he would never let that woman hinder him, never!