White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

◎Day and night, night and night◎

Huang Yan turned his head to look at Zhu Yanfeng, then walked towards him barefoot, loosening the ties as he walked, the silk robe immediately slipped to the ground as if it had been smeared with sesame oil. In the back item, the peach blossom double petals presented a note of incense.

Zhu Yanfeng immediately supported Huang Yan's back with one hand, and Huang Yan's nape with the other, responding to this kind of intimacy with actions, and giving affectionately, secretly throwing the three-inch lilac between the four petals.

Gently stabilize the corners of his peachy eyes, the deep eye sockets, pin the messy strands of hair on his cheeks, run your fingertips through the roots of the hair, slide across the temples, hold his face, and stabilize it over and over again, after taking a breath , picked him up horizontally, and sent him to his bed, followed by him into the bed, and dropped the gauze curtain.

In the entanglement of four petals and cloves, two pairs of jade green onions drifted gently and aimlessly on the surface, slowly revealing the deep love in each other's hearts, and the robes were thrown out at will, falling to the ground at will, in the dim light, The two figures fell slowly and overlapped each other.

Huang Yan watched Zhu Yanfeng's every move in front of his eyes and at such a close distance, watched him slowly step back, saw him bury his head below, opened the jade pool, and slowly cleaned his lotus with the dew on the lilac , Immediately feel comfortable.

Lilac immediately robbed at the gate of the abyss, her cheeks and bridge of nose lightly tapped her spine, and the jade onions gently brushed over the long snow lotus root and then passed between five jade onions.

Huang Yan swayed gently in the big waves, shaking the ditch full of water, overflowing a lot of water, Huang Yan was a little tired, after a little rest, he held Zhu Yanfeng's shoulders, and whispered in his ear: "See if you can How much you pay, now it seems that you are going to lose to me."

Zhu Yanfeng lowered his head slightly, and Lilac swam over Yudou and the surrounding area. After Huang Yan shook for the second time, the second canal finally overflowed with water, irrigating the dry abyss, and flooding the abyss.

When he was about to take a rest, Huang Yan hooked his back lightly, and leaned closer, Lilac stealing a handful of incense from the petals, Huang Yan let go of the jade lotus root, and the jade onion swam across the wet spine , a little obsessed with this aftertaste.

Leaning gently on his shoulder, Huang Yan opened his lips: "Do you want to go back now, or stay with me tonight?"

Zhu Yanfeng stroked his long silver hair slowly and lightly, and simply made a decision: "I'll go back tomorrow morning."

Hearing these words, Huang Yan lowered his eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and revealed a reassuring smile.Immediately, the two turned sideways, embraced each other, and quietly closed their eyes together in the rare quiet night.

The days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Yang Xinsu had already been chopping firewood in Su's Jiushanpu for half a month, feeling sore all over, walking out of the kitchen while flexing his muscles and bones, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a familiar figure by the light of the lamp , shuffled forward, and saw Wu Yan sitting on the stool staring at the paper in his hand in a daze.

"Uncle Wuyan, why are you so devoted?" Then, driven by curiosity, Yang Xinsu leaned over to see the ink on the paper.

But Wu Yan didn't intend to let him see it, so he hurriedly folded the paper and stuffed it into his clothes to hide it.

Yang Xinsu glanced at her mouth: "This is not a treasure map, why are you so nervous..."

Wu Yan deliberately avoided his words, and only asked: "Is it closed?"

Yang Xinsu nodded, then raised his fist to beat his shoulder and back for himself, and took the opportunity to complain: "My father really doesn't love me, he can let me do a good and easy job by virtue of his relationship, but let me do this This kind of rough work requires me to step on horseback..."

Wu Yan didn't give any comfort, but just said mercilessly: "You can either go back to Yangui Island to practice martial arts, or stay here and chop firewood while riding horses."

Yang Xinsu lowered her shoulders slightly, and begged: "It's already late at night, can you stop pouring cold water..."

Wu Yan crossed his arms in front of his chest, and only urged: "Don't waste my time, hurry up and tidy up!"

Yang Xinsu immediately ran upstairs, and then ran back, with a bamboo hat in her arms, and said in a flat tone: "I have written the record of retirement, and I can go."

Wu Yan turned around and was the first to go, not waiting for Yang Xinsu at all, Yang Xinsu trotted behind him.

Yang Xinsu couldn't help shouting: "Can't you walk slower? Wu Yan!"

Wu Yan walked very easily, and only replied indifferently: "If you practice martial arts diligently, how could you not be able to keep up with me?"

Yang Xinsu couldn't refute it, it was indeed because he didn't work hard in martial arts, so that he was not as good as Ji's ordinary subordinates on Yangui Island, he was immediately dejected, and continued to trot to chase the figure in front of him.

One uncle and one nephew returned to the palace, passed through the palace gate leading to the deep palace, and just finished walking a long street, suddenly a beautiful figure slowly floated in front of the eyes, and faintly heard the subtle collision of steps swaying The two stopped at the same time, and looked closely, the person who came was actually Su Meier, who went out in the middle of the night without anyone from the palace to accompany her.

Yang Xinsu was curious, and blurted out: "Why is Princess Yongxin walking here alone?"

Su Meier walked over with a smile, only staring at Wu Yan: "It's great to meet you here. We haven't seen each other for a long time, I wonder if you are free tonight?"

Wu Yan knew what she meant, but he didn't want to waste too much energy on a woman, so he simply said: "I don't want to waste too much time."

Su Meier was not too stingy, and immediately offered a discount: "How about three cups of tea?"

Yang Xinsu really couldn't understand the conversation between the two in front of her, she looked at Su Meier in doubt, and then at Wu Yan in doubt, and asked curiously, "You guys want to stay up all night chatting?"

Wu Yan didn't pay attention to Yang Xinsu at this time, and only said to Su Meier: "You can't go back on the three cups of tea you said."

Su Meier smiled: "I never cheated on you." Turning around and walking back, Wu Yan followed her and left, leaving Yang Xinsu alone.

Yang Xinsu couldn't help muttering to herself: "These two people are very mysterious, and they don't take care of me once or twice." Looking around, lowering the bamboo hat slightly, he walked forward, never meeting Li Zhen along the way, and returned to the palace to relax. With a sigh of relief, An An took a bath of fragrant petals with peace of mind, and then got into the bed and slept like a dead pig.

In a boudoir in the small building, the lights had just been turned on, and the door was closed, only two silhouettes were reflected on the window paper, one was Wu Yan, and the other was Su Meier.Wu Yan's voice sounded: "If you have anything else to say, just say it."

Su Meier's voice sounded in the room: "I have already sent someone to inquire about the Xiyutai matter for you. I can't guarantee whether I can find him this time." Close your eyes, fasten your belt, and turn to face Wu Yan.

Not long after, the door opened, and Wu Yan came out from the room, wiped his cheeks with the back of his hand, turned his head and glanced at the closed door again, the light went out right in front of his eyes, he didn't miss it, turned around and walked down. upstairs.

The first ray of sunlight in the early morning shone in the corridor, making the guardrail warm and warm. In the dormitory of the small building on the north side of the Jinyun Building, Zhu Yanfeng picked up a peach wood comb with a smooth handle, and slowly and gently passed the comb teeth through. Passing through a bunch of silver-white long hair, he combed it and said, "I'm not busy this morning, so I can take you to Jinling Pavilion."

Huang Yan was in a good mood, turned his head slightly, and smiled with a smile on his lips: "Then you should have breakfast with me when you are free?"

Zhu Yanfeng combed his hair into a bun, and replied: "Okay."

The two left Jinyun Building together, and walked halfway, Zhu Yanfeng went to the dining room alone, Huang Yan sat on the cool stone steps on the arch bridge that was not exposed to sunlight and waited quietly.

After a while, Zhu Yanfeng came back with a bamboo basket, sat beside Huang Yan, and at the same time put the bamboo basket by his side, lifted the lid and placed it on the edge of the basket, picked up a small stewing pot and handed it to Huang Yan. past.

Huang Yan just received it in his hand, opened the lid, smelled a scent, looked inside the tableware, lotus seed lily, yam and red bean porridge came into view, caught the porcelain spoon Zhu Yanfeng handed over, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, ready to eat .

"Eat in such a hurry, what should I do if my mouth burns?"

After Zhu Yanfeng finished speaking, he gently blew on the porcelain spoon for him to dissipate half of the heat before letting him speak.

The two of them ate such a bowl of bean porridge at the same time, Zhu Yanfeng took away the stew pot and porcelain spoon in his hands, put both stew pots and porcelain spoons into the basket, and took out a plate of fried sesame seeds piled up high. bag, picked up the first one, and stuffed it in his mouth.

Unprepared, Huang Yan turned his head slightly to look at Zhu Yanfeng who hadn't let go of his fingers. He wanted to speak, but his mouth was blocked by the steamed stuffed bun, so he couldn't speak.

Zhu Yanfeng followed suit and said: "The buddy said, this time the pan-fried buns are very delicious!"

Huang Yan moved his mouth to chew, and then Zhu Yanfeng withdrew his hand, picked up the second one and put it to his mouth.

There were fourteen pan-fried buns in total, Huang Yan ate four by himself, Zhu Yanfeng stuffed five into his mouth, and Zhu Yanfeng wrapped the remaining five by himself.Huang Yan secretly planned in his heart: no need to ask for lunch at noon, just drink tea...

Zhu Yanfeng packed several table utensils, covered them, picked up the basket, looked at his mouth when he stood up, took out a small towel from his arms, and wiped off the greasy on his mouth and two or three grains around his mouth. White sesame.

The two walked together to the gate of Jinling Pavilion. Zhu Yanfeng stopped with a basket in one hand and watched Huang Yan walk towards the main gate.Huang Yan gently pushed open the door, looked back at Zhu Yanfeng for a few moments, and then entered the Jinling Pavilion.

Zhu Yanfeng received his affectionate gaze and watched his back pass through the courtyard and into the main house. The cuffs and hem of his wide-sleeved gown swayed gently, fully revealing his vigor and chic. In this scene, Zhu Yanfeng With everything in his eyes, he just smiled reassuringly.

Ten years ago, why did he return to vulgarity, and why after returning to Qingluan City, he could only be the teacher of the Imperial College of the Palace?Zhu Yanfeng never told Huang Yan the truth, nor did he tell him that his freedom was limited to Guozijian and Qingluan City. If the two went to other places, Zhu Yanfeng could only report their whereabouts to the Elder Pavilion or the city lord according to the order.

After taking off the duty of protecting the law, he can no longer open the Magic World Mirror, and the only way to determine his whereabouts is the most common report.In order to protect Huang Yan, he could only do this.

On that day ten years ago, Su Zhongming and Li Xuan came to the monastery where he stayed. He still remembers the conversation that day.

"Return to Qingluan City and be a hostage of Qingluan City! This is the only way you can keep Huang Yan! If Master Qing refuses, then Qingluan City can only act impartially and execute Huang Yan to death!"

A kiss after a hundred years broke a string of Buddhist beads. He knew that all of this could not be turned back. He hoped that this treasure in the bottom of his heart could live in style and ease. No complaints or regrets.