Master, he is nice and soft

Since Jiang Yan woke up, he first squatted in the snail house for a year, living an upside-down life except eating and sleeping.

Immortal Yanjiang probably returned to his place in the cold winter last year. When Jiang Yan realized this, the grass had grown and the birds were flying this year, and the spring sleepiness was severe. After running out of money, he fell into a state of chaos again.

Until the fifth day of April, after a full day's sleep, he was finally refreshed to see the flourishing herbs in the small house under the bright sun in spring, pulled off a thin quilt, and walked out of the house lukewarmly. Standing on the edge of the porch in a daze.

He fell asleep absurdly this time, and his head was inevitably still a ball of cotton, with a pair of clean round eyes, leaning against a pillar and standing under the light, lazily sorting out the things he could think of.

It has been more than 400 years since Huiqing Pavilion was established, and his brother has been the head of the house for a long time. He became an elder of Qingyun more than 200 years ago. This dwelling was built by him with the help of Yanjiang Xianjun Yes, Huiqing Pavilion is very safe right now, there is nothing to worry about...

Oh, yes, it seems that Immortal Yan Jiang accepted an apprentice for him four years ago.

Thinking of this, he paused for a moment with lowered eyes, and after a while he made a decision:

Since this is the case, then he should go and see his apprentice. After all, Xianjun Yanjiang has returned to the fairyland, and he still has to do things like discipline his disciples himself.

As soon as he stepped on the steps, he was stabbed by a fallen leaf on the wooden steps. He lost his balance and fell forward. He fell into the mud, and his cheek was scratched by the gravel on the ground. Come on with a small mouth.

If an outsider sees her, he must quickly hug this bewildered beauty into his arms and carefully comfort him, and he must immediately make a formula to wipe away the wound that destroyed the beautiful jade without a trace.

But unfortunately, apart from him and his apprentice who had never met before, there was no other person in this yard.

The sound of footsteps came from the side room, and Jiang Yan panicked all of a sudden, trying to get up with his hands on the ground, barely standing up straight at the last second before his apprentice opened the door, trying to slap off the dirt and grass leaves on his body Hands stuck in the air.

His apprentice had already opened the door to show his face and met his eyes, so he didn't let go of the hand clap, he could only stare at his side.

Seeing the young man froze in place, Jiang Yan felt an unspeakable embarrassment and grievance in his heart. He felt baffled, so he had to say good afternoon dryly.

He Xingzhang, who was less than ten years old at the time, saw his master very rarely. He had been under the elder Qing Yun's school for nearly four years, and the number of times the master and apprentice met could be counted on one hand. The last time he saw Jiang With Yan's face, it wasn't long before he started, and the other party gave him this sword to cultivate his mind.

He bowed to the master, and when it was over, he stared at Jiang Yan in a daze, wondering if he should help his master clean up the mess on his body.

This doll is still staring at him, doesn't she know how to save face for Master?Jiang Yan cursed, feeling a little angry in his heart, but he broke the jar and walked towards He Xingzhang.

Anyway, he was shameless.

Jiang Yan used the tricks to clean himself of the dirt on his body, and casually threw the thin quilt in He Xingzhang's room, and walked around in He Xingzhang's room wearing only a plain white undershirt, finally found a mirror, sat down on his butt Come down and look at the little wound on your face.

He Xingzhang didn't know what to do, so he followed behind Jiang Yan and struggled to put away the thin quilt that was as big as several of him, holding it in his arms and standing a few steps behind Jiang Yan.

Seeing his well-behaved appearance, Jiang Yan felt much refreshed. He stroked the wound with his fingers, and healed the wound in the blink of an eye. Jiang Yan himself is still charming and captivating thousands of girls.

"Hey, how have you been these few days...how have you been these few years?"

He couldn't remember his apprentice's name at all, thinking that since he was a master and apprentice, it would make no difference if he didn't call him by name.

He Xingzhang lowered his head and replied: "Apprentice has been living well these few years."

Unable to beat a fart with a stick, Jiang Yan curled his lips and turned to look at the little kid whose stature might only reach his belly.

He really didn't understand why Immortal Yanjiang wanted to help him accept this apprentice. Could it be that he looked like he could bring up such a small doll?

"Come here, I'll take your pulse."

The master of both medicine and poison is only something that can be shown to the children. Jiang Yan stretched out his hand and shook it at He Xingzhang.

He Xingzhang hesitated for a moment, and then took a few steps forward with the quilt in his arms. Jiang Yan stretched out his other hand and pulled the quilt out and threw it on the ground:

"What are you doing holding this thing, stupid."

He Xingzhang remained silent, allowing Jiang Yan to grab his right hand and find the position with ease to feel his pulse.

He had never been so close to the master, and he was a little afraid to meet those eyes, and he was too tense to raise his head. He could only sense the existence of the person in front of him by the cool and soft touch on his wrist.

"Very good, very healthy!" Jiang Yan came to the answer in satisfaction, and threw away He Xingzhang's hand casually, scaring the child so much that he annoyed the master for himself, and when he was about to kneel down to apologize, Jiang Yan turned around Go and toss the black hair on that head.

"It's pretty good, and the cultivation is not bad, as for the aptitude, that's really good..."

Jiang Yan raised his hand and fiddled with the hair on his forehead from left to right, reporting his thoughts from time to time, and a little bit of distress slowly appeared on his face.

He doesn't know how to tie his hair much.

He Xingzhang, who had just come back from the ghost gate, only felt that his master's boredom was caused by him, and he became more and more trembling, he didn't dare to breathe, and just nailed to the spot.

Jiang Yan tossed and tossed for a long time, but finally gave up on the technique, and let his long hair hang casually, only hanging on the chair to cover his buttocks, and outlined a thin waistline.

He stood up and rubbed the little baby's head when he walked past He Xingzhang, completely ignoring what happened at noon in spring.

……

Regarding this incident, Jiang Yanwo remembered it when he was sleepy in He Xingzhang's arms in the first spring after becoming a Taoist couple. He felt that he had no conscience at that time, so he turned his head to find He Xingzhang and kissed him on the mouth. .

"what happened?"

He Xingzhang pinched the soft flesh on his stomach and asked him.

"I just remembered something about the past again, and I feel sorry for you, apprentice."

Jiang Yan answered frankly, and pinched the back of He Xingzhang's hand that pinched his fat by the way, "I gain weight quite fast."

"It's okay again." He Xingzhang put his palm on his stomach without changing his mind. The soft touch under his hand is really good, "Which old thing do you think of?"

Jiang Yan said everything in detail, and at the end asked him how many more cases he had.

"Actually, not many. After all, you lacked a human soul at that time, and you were very sleepy. I rarely saw you."

He Xingzhang pinched Jiang Yan's earlobe, pulled out the thin quilt that was thrown in his house by Jiang Yan who had lost his soul, wrapped the man in his arms, rubbed the tip of Jiang Yan's ear, and hugged Jiang Yan tighter .

Ying Jiangyan wanted to enjoy life, so he added a small pergola to the courtyard of the snail house, with a soft couch under it, and He Xingzhang had to tie a wooden plank to make a swing in early June. , but also bossy.

At this moment, the two were lying on the rattan chair under the spring light, which was a suitable atmosphere for chatting and sleeping while Jiang Yan talked to him about trivial things, while constantly feeling sleepy, the whole person was soft and waxy, He Xingzhang wished he could It hurts to rub people into the flesh and blood.

"The dwelling at that time was similar to today..." Jiang Yan murmured, "Fortunately..."

He Xingzhang gently kneaded Jiang Yan's waist and abdomen, making him more and more confused, and fell asleep on his body after a while, his soft and long hair scattered on his chest obediently, he gently stroked Jiang Yan's hair, He said in an inaudible voice: "Yeah, it's okay."

This nap lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon. When Jiang Yan opened his eyes, he saw that He Xingzhang was still sleeping with his eyes closed. He was very surprised. He and He Xingzhang had shared the same bed for so long, and this was the first time he woke up earlier than He Xingzhang.

He grabbed He Xingzhang's shoulders and moved up, stretched out his hand to fiddle with He Xingzhang's eyelashes, just as he was having fun, he saw He Xingzhang opened his eyes, pinched his waist and sent him up, and took his lips.

He kissed Jiang Yan's face flushed before giving up. He Xingzhang rubbed Jiang Yan's lower lip with satisfaction, and squeezed Jiang Yan's buttocks with the other hand. Hooligans.

Relying on his whole body lying on He Xingzhang's body, Jiang Yan deliberately bumped his head against He Xingzhang's chest, shaking the rattan chairs under the two of them to creak. Every time he went to the foot of the mountain to get a chair, it was really troublesome. He hugged the man in his arms and got off the wicker chair, picked him up and walked back to the house.

Jiang Yan was pushed on the chair by him, "Elder Qingdan said that you have to be responsible for two-thirds of the elixir that will be used in the pavilion this year, so that you can compensate for the amount you stole in his elixir room before."

He spoke sternly, and regardless of Jiang Yan's drooping eyebrows, he just took out the list Song Tangyun gave him before from his sleeve, on which were written the names and total amount of a bunch of pills. Judging from the quantity, it is estimated that it would be enough for Jiang Yan. Ten days of busy work, this is only the amount of this month.

His Taoist companion is full of lazy bones, and I don't know if it is the fault left by the time when the soul was lost. He Xingzhang was not willing at the beginning to put the matter of alchemy on Jiang Yan's head, but these few According to his observation in the past month, Jiang Yan is really a bit lazy. If it is not necessary, he can not even step out of the house for half a month.

Jiang Yan sighed for a while, and stretched out his hand to ask someone to hug him. He Xingzhang, who was somewhat guilty, bent down and let Jiang Yan wrap his arms around his neck, and hugged him around his waist.

"Do you think I'm lazy too?"

Jiang Yan buried her head on He Xingzhang's shoulder, her voice muffled and aggrieved.

Jiang Yan was as thick-skinned as a city wall, and he was ashamed and skinless to an admirable level except for sex, so He Xingzhang had rarely seen him feel wronged before, so he panicked and hurried Rubbing the back of Jiang Yan's head, he explained:

"No! How come? I don't dislike you..."

"Then you and my senior brother let me make alchemy! Donkeys in the production team don't even carry such waste!" Jiang Yan interrupted recklessly, with the bitter taste of a poor wife who has been severely let down by her fickle husband for half her life.

He Xingzhang only thought that he meant to accuse him and Song Tangyun of treating people like donkeys, and explained dryly, but Jiang Yan kept crying and refused to let him finish the sentence, and in the end even tears Dropped a few drops down.

Coaxing for a long time didn't work at all. For the first time in his life, He Xingzhang knew what it was like to be speechless. Finally, he had to compromise and said: "Okay, okay, I will let Elder Qingdan practice it by himself, let's not do it, okay? Don't cry?"

He wiped a little water from the corners of Jiang Yan's eyes, kissed the corners of Jiang Yan's lips, and whispered to the bad guy who relied on him to lose sooner or later:

"I've convinced you, stop making trouble."

Jiang Yan let out a short laugh with a sense of success, and closed his eyes to cater to the complaining kiss. For a while, only the sound of water and occasional low gasps could be heard in the room. Jiang Yan pressed He Xingzhang's shoulder and gasped:

"Just kidding, this pill is nothing!"

He Xingzhang smiled wryly, and continued to kiss the man by pressing the back of Jiang Yan's neck.

After that, for five consecutive days, Jiang Yan squatted in the pharmacy to make alchemy, and He Xingzhang followed suit for five days.

Five days later, Song Tangyun was sitting in the alchemy room studying a formula for alchemy, when he heard Jiang Yan shouting from a distance: "Brother! I'm here to pay off the debt!"

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tedeng~

I can write about the four seasons of the year, and maybe some important festivals. I like the status of the two of them very much. Writing extra episodes is equivalent to having some fun for myself hehe