The strongest magician

The wind and snow were raging outside the window, and the howling north wind sandwiched goose feather-sized snowflakes on the glass, rustling.

Ji Weirong stood by the window and looked into the night. The low-lying roofs and gnarled bushes in the distance looked like unknown monsters, watching the dim lights in the snowy night.

There was a sound of opening the door behind him, he turned his head and saw Zhou Yu coming in with two cups of hot tea.

"How is it, Xiao Qi and Xiao Liang are both asleep?" He took the green tea and took a sip, letting the mellow aroma wrap his tongue.

Zhou Yu leaned over to kiss him, sucked the tip of his tongue and said, "Well, they are all asleep. So now the time belongs to us."

Ji Weirong chuckled, and let him unbutton his nightgown, warm palms touched his body, across his skin, causing waves of shudders.

"A Rong, do you want to be on top today?" Zhou Yu asked thoughtfully after kissing his ear.

Ji Weirong chuckled lightly: "No, you come."

"Okay." Zhou Yu rolled his tongue over his ears, heard his suppressed low panting, hugged him and fell on the bed.

It was cold outside the window, but hot in the room.Ji Weirong hugged his lover's strong shoulders, felt his fierce collision in his body, and panted with his rhythm emotionally.

The night gradually deepened, but Ji Weirong tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Zhou Yu sat up and pressed his forehead against him: "What's the matter, Ah Rong? You seem to have something on your mind today?"

Ji Weirong got out of bed, stared at the snowflakes piled up by the window, sighed, and said, "I think of Qingyang. The day Qingyang left, there was also such a heavy snow..."

The flying snow in the sky can almost drown the whole world...

22 years of chastity

The Fang family, which was originally wealthy, gradually declined.

The Fang family used to have ten brothers, but after Fang Yanliang's death, there were only six brothers left.After the old Liu Fang Yanrui became the head of the family, he followed Fang Yanyu's advice and restrained his sharpness. The Fang family, which was originally one of the four major families in Haizhou, gradually became the family of ordinary wealthy businessmen.

Although the family business is prosperous, the son of the Fang family has gradually withered.First, the old Bafang Yan Shuo died of a serious illness when he was not as young as Ruoguan. At that time, Fang Yanyu and Ayang were far away and did not know the news. When he came back, he only had time to bury his brother.

In a few years, the old Qifang Yanqi also got involved in disputes in the Jianghu, and was robbed for his apprentice, leaving his wife Chisu to die alone.

However, Qingyang, Ji Weirong and Fang Yanyu's adopted daughter, grew up with Xiaojiufang Yanzi and Xiaoshifang Yanbai as childhood sweethearts, but fell into a triangle relationship after they became adults.

Both Fang Yanzi and Fang Yanbai are in love with Ji Qingyang bitterly, but Ji Qingyang loves Fang Yanzi alone.

Xiaojiu and Xiaoshi have a deep brotherly love, Fang Yanzi couldn't bear to compete with his younger brother for his lover, so he abandoned his pen and joined the army and went to the border.

However, Fang Yanbai knew very well that it was his elder brother who quit, Qingyang didn't have him in his heart, and he said that he and Qingyang were uncles and nephews in name, and there was no way they could be together. After a long sigh, he left home alone and traveled, never coming back again .

Fang Yanrui guarded a family business alone, waiting quietly in Haizhou, hoping that the day when the brothers would be reunited.

Fang Yanyu and Ayang have been away all the year round looking for news of the alchemist admonishing his family, and he and Ji Weirong spend less time together. When Ji Weirong is free, he often goes to Fang's house to take care of him, and occasionally has a long chat with Fang Yanrui over wine.

The snow fell very early and heavily that year.

Ji Weirong went to Fang's house again that day, and saw Fang Yanrui sitting alone by the lamp drinking wine, so he also sat down and had a drink with him, and seeing that he was depressed because he missed his family, he said a few words of comfort, and when he returned home She was covered in snowflakes, and her eyelashes were covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

When he walked to the door of the house, he saw Ji Qingyang standing in the snow leading a horse. He didn't know how long he had been waiting. His waist-length hair fluttered in the wind, and his scarlet cloak was covered with a thick layer of white flakes. It looks coquettish and bleak.

"Father." Ji Qingyang raised his head when he heard the creaking sound of stepping on the snow, his hair messed up and his expression lost.

"Qingyang, what are you going to do?" Ji Weirong already had a vague guess in his heart, but he always hoped that she would not be so decisive.

"Father, I'm going to find Uncle Jiu," Qingyang said without any makeup on his white face, and his long hair stuck to his forehead like black ink, "I wanted to leave quietly, but I thought that Father would definitely go find him. I, when the time comes, my tired father will suffer, and I can't bear it, so I wait until my father comes home, and bid farewell to my father in person."

Ji Weirong's heart trembled, he knew that there would be no return date for her once she left, he put her in his hands and cared for her for 18 years, how could he watch her leave like this indifferently.

"Qingyang, your father hasn't returned home yet, you can wait for a few more days and discuss with him before making a decision."

Ji Qingyang smiled bitterly, the corners of her eyes were frozen with tears, she tilted her head, her long eyelashes fluttered, and her sigh melted away with the snowflakes in a blink of an eye: "Father, after Uncle Jiu went to the border, there was no news It came. He is not here, even if I dress up, no one will reward me. I know that even if he becomes famous, he may not return home. How can I be willing to sit at home and wait for his uncertain return date?"

Ji Weirong smiled wryly: "Qingyang, there are so many good men in the world, why do you only love him alone? After all, you are a devil, and you are not as short-lived as human beings, so you should get out of here as soon as possible."

"Father, you and your father are both men, and you can sing in harmony, and stay together forever. Although Uncle Jiu and I are not related, we suffer from the turmoil of fame and festivals in this world. Although we love each other, we cannot stay together forever. What's the use of this longevity?" Ji Qingyang's white teeth bit his lips so that his lips turned white, and the sorrow in his dark eyes almost overflowed his eye sockets, making Ji Weirong feel extremely painful.

Ji Qingyang took a step forward, seeing Ji Weirong's eyes full of worry and reluctance, Yingying knelt down, his knee sank into the snow, Ji Weirong quickly reached out to support it.

Ji Qingyang didn't move at all, and looked up at him: "Father, although you and your father are not my biological father, they treat me more than their own. I have wanted everything since I was a child, and the two of you I have never been bound. In the past 18 years, I have lived a very happy life. It is a pity that I am selfish and self-willed. I have decided to go this time, and I can't repay the kindness of nurturing. If I can meet my father again in the future, I will definitely be a thousandfold I will repay you twice. I won’t talk about it with my father, but you persuade him not to be sad, it’s your daughter’s unfilial piety.” With tears in her eyes, her face paled against the snowflakes, she looked even more pitiful, and kowtowed at Ji Weirong. Three heads were cut, and the long black ink hair scratched the traceless snow.

Ji Weirong knelt down and stroked her long hair: "Girl, daddy will give you whatever you wanted since childhood. Dad only hates himself for being incompetent and unable to give you people's hearts. Since you have made up your mind to go, daddy can't stop you. On your father's side, I'll tell him, it's just..."

Ji Qingyang stared at him beautifully: "Father, sooner or later you will escape from this cycle of reincarnation. You and I, father and daughter, will meet again one day. At that time, my daughter will definitely walk around your knees to fulfill my filial piety. Today, my daughter will leave like this .”

"Qingyang, whether Xiao Jiuhui doesn't respond to you, you have to take good care of yourself." Looking at her resolute face, Ji Weirong couldn't help admonishing her.

Ji Qingyang raised his face to catch the snowflakes that fell from rinsing, closed his eyes and smiled coldly: "Father, my daughter has no ambitions. She only wants to win the hearts of the one and stay together for a hundred years. If she can't..."

Ji Weirong gave a low shout: "Qingyang!"

Ji Qingyang let out a long sigh, and led the horse away. After a few steps, she turned her head to see Ji Weirong standing upright in the snow and watching her off, with a painful expression on his face.

With tears in the corners of her eyes, she walked away step by step on foot-deep snow, and her figure was gradually engulfed by the wind and snow.Taking one last lingering look at Ji Weirong, she got on the horse and said, "Father, I'm leaving, take care of yourself!" After that, without looking back, she reined in the reins and galloped away.

The horseshoes stepped on the snow and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

Ji Weirong and Fang Yanyu waited at home for two full years, and Ji Qingyang finally sent the first and only letter from home, telling them that she found Fang Yanzi at the border, married him, and gave birth to a son. daughter.

The two were finally relieved, and only hoped that after a hundred years, the family of three would have a reunion day.

Unexpectedly, two years later, a caravan from the Western Regions came to Ji's house with a coffin in hand, and handed them Ji Qingyang's soulless body and a young girl, Ji Wangxian, the daughter of Ji Qingyang and Fang Yanzi.

The two asked about the specific situation of the caravan, but no one could say clearly what happened. They only said that Ji Qingyang told them to send a message before leaving, so that the two of them would not have to look for her again. When the sun and the moon change, they can meet again See.

Of course, the two of them were not willing to give up like this. They also went to the Western Regions to investigate, but they couldn't get any clues. They took Ji Wangxian to search for a few years in the Western Regions, and they had to return to the Central Plains to raise Qingyang's orphan with peace of mind. adult.

After they came back, they found out that Fang Yanbai also had a family in Southern Xinjiang, but unfortunately died young, leaving only two orphans and widows, who came to Haizhou to recognize relatives after his death.

After all, Fang Yanrui failed to withstand the curse of the premature death of the son of the Fang family, and passed away in the 26th year of Zhenguan, leaving Fang Yanbai's posthumous son, Fang Jinchuan, to inherit the Fang mansion.

So far, there are ten brothers in the Fang family, only Fang Yanyu is left.

The vicissitudes of life have changed, and a thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye. Today, Ji Weirong and Zhou Yu stand side by side watching the snowflakes flying outside the window.

Zhou Yu looked at his lover's melancholy expression and sighed: "Ah Rong, didn't Qingyang say that when the sun and the moon change, that is when we meet again, I know you are regretting, if you didn't put Qingyang on that day If Yang leaves, maybe our family doesn’t have to be apart for so long. You were not at fault in the first place, and we still don’t know what happened to Qingyang, why should you blame yourself like this.”

Ji Weirong met his gaze, smiled wryly: "You're right." He reached out to hold Zhou Yunuan's hand, and sighed: "New Year's is coming soon..."

Zhou Yu also sighed, yes, Chinese New Year is coming soon, and it has been more than two years since they moved to Qingzhou.

In the past two years, many things have happened, but the days have passed so smoothly.

Zhou Qi is fine, and Ji Weirong's melancholy when he met Zhou Yu gradually faded away, and he regained his peaceful nature. Jin Shuyan's health finally began to improve.

Everything seems to be turning around...

Except for Zhou Liang...

Although Zhou Liang was accompanied by his family, he hadn't been out of the house for two years, and his personality gradually became withdrawn and depressed. Sometimes Zhou Yu suspected that he would return to his childhood autistic state.

Ever since the death of Ji Lingluan, who was seized by Qing Heng, they thought that Qing Heng had been completely sealed. However, a few months later, the Xiao family became active again. They suspected that Qing Heng was still alive, and took over the Xiao family again.

After hearing the news, Zhou Liang began to feel depressed. Even if Jin Shuyan came forward to appease him, he still couldn't cheer up.

From then on, Zhou Liang began to learn painting. From the very beginning to the present proficiency, he often locked himself in the studio for a whole day. Every time Zhou Yu didn't come forward to call him, he seemed to forget that he still needed to eat .

Seeing that his originally clear eyes gradually became manic, Zhou Yu became more and more worried.

"It's Chinese New Year, what gift should I give Xiao Liang?" He sighed, and began to worry about how to cheer up Zhou Liang.

Ji Weirong comforted him, bearing the sorrow with his lover.

At this time, Li Fangu was walking to the door of the house with his luggage on his back. He took out the key from his pocket and opened the door lightly.

The door light in the room was on, and Duan Jinming knew that he would be home tonight, so he left a light for him.

This small two-bedroom apartment was bought by Duan Jinming two years ago. It is very close to Zhou's house, just across a road.

Duan Yi is extremely attached to Fusu, and usually lives with him in Zhou's house.Li Fanggu and Duan Jinming moved out and lived in this small but warm house.

A year ago, Li Fangu graduated from university, but Duan Jinming just entered university and majored in economics and management. When he was free, he went to help Li Sicheng's company.On the other hand, Li Fanggu and Song Weiwei ran all over the world to solve the rotten basket poked by the arrogant Xiao family.

The day before yesterday, Li Fanggu just finished his mission and came back from Chengdu by train.

He tiptoedly put down his luggage, opened the bathroom door to wash off his exhaustion, and then walked into the bedroom with bare feet and naked body.

The bedside lamp in the room was still on, and Duan Jinming, who had already fallen asleep, immediately opened his eyes, sat up, rubbed his face, and smiled softly at him: "Are you back?"

"Yeah." Li Fanggu climbed onto the bed, leaned over to kiss him, Duan Jinming lifted the quilt, pulled him into his arms, turned over and pressed him under him, wantonly ravaging his lips and tongue.

"It seems that this time it went well, and there was no injury." Duan Jinming licked his lover's lips, seeing his fascinated expression.

Li Fanggu giggled, turned over and rode on his lower abdomen, rubbed his buttocks ambiguously a few times, reached out to lift his pajamas, and stroked his strong muscles: "Yeah, things ended smoothly, except—— Miss you."

He lowered his head, licked Duan Jinming's earlobe with his teeth, rubbed his nose affectionately against his neck, and exhaled ambiguously: "It smells so good, it smells like body wash. I just took a shower, right?"

Duan Jinming snorted, stretched out his hand to caress his smooth back, and circled his fingers ambiguously: "Yeah, I know you must be thinking about this when you go home, so you wash yourself clean and save it to feed you."

"Jin Ming, I knew you were good to me." Li Fanggu grinned, stretched out his hand to take off his pajamas, and invaded his chest with his lips, teasing his sensitive parts.

Duan Jinming obediently propped up his body, allowing him to take off his pajama pants, and the proudly erect giant popped out, Li Fanggu rubbed it a few times, then slid down and put it into his mouth.

Duan Jinming lowered his head and looked at his white scalp, his soft and damp hair was hanging down, brushing against his lower abdomen, itching and provocative.

Li Fanggu worked hard to please his lover, and when he heard the low and hoarse gasps in his throat, his whole body was agitated. He turned Duan Jinming's body over and stretched out his hand to lubricate him.

"Did you miss me at home?" He entered from behind, pressed his weight down, and fell on Duan Jinming's body, nailing himself into his lover's warm body one by one.

Duan Jinming propped up his elbows, turned his head and kissed him, and said with a sneer, "Didn't my body tell you?"

Li Fanggu pushed hard twice, opened his mouth to bite his neck, and rubbed it carefully with his teeth.

Duan Jinming gasped twice, his neck raised high, and his elegant and noble face couldn't hide his emotion.

Li Fanggu watched in fascination, twisted his waist more vigorously, lowered his head to kiss his broad back, and reached out to stroke his flexible muscles.

Duan Jinming turned his body sideways to caress his toned lower abdomen, and slid his hands along the lines of his muscles to stroke his hips up and down, feeling the sweat on his skin.

On winter nights, the sound of the bed shaking seems to be particularly aphrodisiac.This time, the two of them hadn't seen each other for almost half a month, and Li Fanggu was burning with desire, wishing he could drag Duan Jinming around all night.

The next day, the warm sunlight shone on Duan Jinming through the window. Duan Jinming lazily turned over. The side was empty. Li Fanggu heated up milk, bread and boiled two eggs in the kitchen. The aroma of the food was overwhelming. Passing through the open door to the bedroom, Duan Jinming smiled.

He got up and dressed neatly. After washing, he pulled out the chair and sat down, then got up again with a snort.

"What are you looking for?" Li Fanggu took off his apron and asked.

"The ketchup is gone, it's in the fridge."

"You wait, I'll bring it to you." Li Fangu turned around and opened the door of the refrigerator. He looked at the jam that was almost full of the refrigerator, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he took out a bag of tomato sauce.

"Jin Ming, don't you think there is too much jam in the refrigerator?" Li Fanggu sat on Duan Jinming's lap, lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth, "Jam is too sweet, it's not good to eat too much."

Duan Jinming looked at him and smiled lightly: "I know. You didn't watch me at home, and you bought too much without knowing it. It will be hard for you to accompany me to finish eating them now."

Li Fanggu sighed, squeezed ketchup on the bread for him, and handed it to his mouth.

Duan Jinming took a sip of ketchup, pulled down Li Fanggu's neck and kissed him, the tip of his nimble tongue lingered in his mouth, letting the sweet and sour ketchup stain his taste buds.

Li Fanggu muttered: "It's too sweet, I'm tired of it."

"Hmm, you're so tired, why don't you kiss me?" Duan Jinming smiled lightly and pulled away.

"Don't, you evil-hearted guy." Li Fanggu stuck to him reluctantly, biting his lips with his teeth, "buying sweets without restraint while I'm not at home, to be honest, how much did you eat this week? Sweet buns?"

Duan Jinming sneered: "Not much, I only eat one donut for each meal."

"It's so sweet, don't you get tired of it?" Li Fanggu sighed and muttered, "Where's the chocolate?"

Duan Jinming looked at him in embarrassment: "Eh, I ate three boxes of Dove..."

Li Fanggu gasped: "Three boxes?"

Duan Jinming laughed and said, "Yes, I also know that I overeat. It just so happens that you are back, and I will accompany you to the gym to consume all these calories during this period."

Li Fanggu couldn't laugh or cry, jumped to the ground, and kissed him again: "Okay, let's talk after breakfast."

The two finished their breakfast in silence, Li Fanggu threw the bowl into the sink, rolled up his sleeves and was about to wash the dishes, when Duan Jinming pulled him, "Don't worry, we've just eaten, let's exercise."

Li Fanggu was picked up by him, and he laughed and scolded: "Is it because I didn't feed you last night? Are you thinking about these things at dawn?"

Duan Jinming pressed him on the bed and narrowed his eyes: "Wrong, you are the one who is full, and I am still hungry. It should have been me yesterday, but I let you go because of your hard work outside. Now it's me."

Li Fanggu couldn't laugh or cry: "Are you okay this morning?"

"I have to push it, there is nothing more important than a good meal." Duan Jinming bit his neck, and Li Fanggu softened into a ball immediately.

Hearing the vulgar words from his noble lover, Li Fanggu was unbearably agitated, and within a few strokes, Duan Jinming knocked him down, and was fucked hard again and again.

By the time everything was packed and went out, it was past ten o'clock.

Li Fanggu went to Fusu to pick up Duan Yiyi and came over for lunch.

Fusu became obsessed with photography last year, bought a bunch of photographic equipment in a hurry, and added a group of donkey friends online, and would go out hiking with donkey friends from time to time.

Fusu said hello yesterday, he will go out for a few days, and Duan Yiyi has to go home and stay with them for a few days.

Duan Jinming drove to the company. The Chinese New Year is approaching, and the company is very busy. After two days here, they will take Duan Yiyi home and hand Duan Yiyi to Lin Yuehua. Li Fanggu also has to go to the company help.

Duan Yiyi was sent to kindergarten this summer. Of course, Huang Niao, who was spoiled by a family, just entered the kindergarten and caused countless disturbances.

On the first day of school, classmate Huang Niao beat up all the children in the kindergarten. Li Fanggu still has a headache when he thinks of that scene.

On the first day I went to kindergarten, the kindergarten was full of crying children who suddenly left their parents. Duan Yiyi had never seen so many children cry together. She stood in front of these children curiously, staring at them until they finished crying. .

No matter how sad, there is a time to stop. After the children stop crying, Duan Yiyi feels boring again. It’s so fun to cry, why don’t you stop crying?So Huang Niao followed the teachings of several parents—you have to do your own things. She stepped forward and hit the child heavily on the head, so the child who had just stopped crying continued to wail.

Duan Yiyi continued to cry when he saw the new toy, and smiled happily.

Li Fanggu was called over by the kindergarten teacher that day, and criticized for a whole afternoon. He nodded and bowed in apology, and his waist almost broke when he bowed.

When they came back at night, Li Fanggu and Duan Jinming learned from the painful experience and began to educate Duan Yiyi: You can't hit someone proactively, but you can fight back if you are beaten.

Duan Yi nodded with half understanding.

The next day, Li Fanggu was called by the kindergarten teacher again, and Duan Yiyi was accidentally hit by a child, and then she swung her chubby fist and knocked out the child's front tooth.

This time it was not an apology that could be resolved, Li Fanggu went to nod and bowed again, and offered Grandpa Mao a wad, and finally resolved the matter.

After coming back, the two of them learned from the painful experience again, and said to Duan Yiyi: "Baby, if there is a next time..."

Duan Yiyi replied seriously: "Eldest Dad, Second Dad, I won't hit anyone again next time."

Li Fanggu was surprised, why did he become sensible so quickly?

"I don't beat people, can you buy me surprise eggs?" Duan Yiyi asked seriously with big black eyes open.