Only senior brother is amazing

After returning to the lotus garden, He Bei took the initiative to boil hot water, and after he was done, he asked Xie Juan, "Senior brother, do you want to wash it together?"

Xie Juan paused his hand sweeping the floor, hesitated slightly: "You wash first."

"Oh."

He Bei was a little disappointed, but he was also afraid that Xie Juan would agree.After all, today is different from the past, and he is afraid that he will not be able to control himself from doing something like "deceiving his brother and destroying his ancestors".At this time, his martial arts were not as good as Xie Juan, and he estimated that he would be chopped off by Xie Juan immediately.

Xie Juan found that the copper stove in the house was burning vigorously, much warmer than before.There were two bouquets of freesia in the celadon vase on the desk table, the flowers were in full bloom, he stroked the petals lightly with his thin jade-white fingers, then bent down to sniff lightly, a faint smile formed at the corner of his mouth at some point.

"Brother, I've finished washing, you go and wash."

In less than half an hour, He Bei, who had finished his bath, appeared at the door of the bedroom. He was only wearing a robe, his chest was wide open, revealing two deep muscle lines.The wet black hair was outlined above the thin waistline, and a drop of water flowed from the tip of his hair into his chest along his neck. Xie tired eyes unintentionally followed the drop of water to look at the young man's waist, and he suddenly Feeling something was wrong, he immediately looked away.

The boy's body became stronger and stronger, and he was completely different from the thin and weak body when he was a child.

He Bei looked at the back of Xie Juan who left hastily, and couldn't help but care: "Brother, the ground is slippery. Be careful."

He Bei wiped his hair and sat in front of the copper stove to keep warm. When he looked at Xie Juan's bed, he suddenly thought of something. The room was warm, but Xie Juan's bed was still cold.

Damn mind.

When I was young, when Xie Juan returned to the dormitory after taking a bath, he found that the wax oil had burned out but no one was there to add it, and it was pitch black everywhere.He had poor night vision and groped for the bed intuitively.The quilt on the bed was scattered and gathered into a ball, and he didn't remember spreading the quilt before taking a bath.

Without thinking about it, he lifted up the quilt and sat down. His buttocks became hot, and the heating in the quilt was sufficient. When he turned around and half-lyed down, his hot body was pressed against his face.

"Who!"

Xie Juan exclaimed, he jumped up from the bed, and because the surrounding was too dark, he tripped over the censer and rolled under the bed, his forehead accidentally bumped into the sharp corner of the wooden cabinet, and there was a sharp pain.

"Senior brother! Senior brother! It's me!"

He Bei quickly reached out to grab Xie Juan under the bed, found a smooth forearm, and quickly pulled him up to him.Xie Tired's nightgown was thin, his back was pressed against someone's hot chest, such a close distance made him instinctively raise his guard, his back was stiff and erect.Regardless of the painful forehead, he twisted his body to break free from He Bei's restraint.

He Bei refused to let go.

He Bei's original intention was to fear that Xie Juan would get hurt again in the dark, but Xie Juan was like a frightened rabbit at this time, emotionally agitated.

"Brother, it's me! Don't move yet. Wait for me to light the lamp!"

Xie Juan stopped struggling, and when He Bei let him go, he quickly retracted into the bed... The belt around his waist accidentally came loose when there was a mess just now.

He Bei continued to apply wax, and the eyes of the two regained their brightness.He looked at Xie Tired, who was wrapped in a quilt, with thin red skin under his eyes, eyes staring at him as wet as a small mountain beast, biting his lips with an expression full of anger.

Xie Juan was shaking with anger: "He Bei, what are you doing in my bed!"

On the contrary, He Bei felt aggrieved: "I just want to warm the bed for senior brother, and senior brother is cold, Han Chuan wants senior brother to sleep well."

Xie Juan didn't appreciate He Bei's explanation. After a moment of silence, he said coldly, "Don't do this in the future, I don't need it."

He Bei hesitated to speak, and sat back on his bed in a proper manner, only to realize that Xie Juan's forehead was injured: "Senior brother, your forehead."

Xie Juan turned around as if wrapped in a quilt, he was so angry that he didn't care about his injury at all.

"Senior brother, why are you angry? When I was young, my senior brother and I slept in the same bed every day, why is it not working now.

There was still grievance in He Bei's tone.

Xie Juan nestled under the quilt, blushing like a haze.

Under the pressure, He Bei swayed to Xie Juan, with a worried expression on his face, he said softly, "Senior brother, apply some medicine before going to bed, okay?"

Xie Juan raised his eyes and stared at him: "I know how to paint myself."

He Bei pretended not to hear Xie Juan's words.He fumbled among his messy clothes for the wound medicine he had smeared on his buttocks in the shower.

Xie Juan just sat up after tidying up his clothes, when he suddenly felt a chill on his forehead, it turned out that He Bei was applying medicine to his forehead.The opponent's movements are gentle and extremely careful, which is seriously inconsistent with his personality.

"Okay, brother."

He Bei bent his eyes towards Xie Juan and smiled slightly, his emerald pupils were like a moor of green, floating with fragments of starlight.

Xie Juan lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

At this time, the corner of his forehead was moistened with ice and cold, and the pain eased a lot.

"it is good."

He Bei finally behaved, and went back to his own bed and got under the covers.

"Hiss... so cold."

His bed was so cold, he was more and more moved by his feat of sacrificing himself to warm the bed for his brother.

He Bei quickly fell asleep, breathing lightly.Xie Juan's mind was a little confused, the bed was full of the smell of He Bei's body, the refreshing smell of citrus.He didn't know that He Bei put Wanxiang pills in the copper stove to help him sleep, and he gradually fell asleep amidst the trivial and messy things.

He Bei got up before dawn, and Xie Juan was still awake at that time, so he washed very lightly, for fear of disturbing Xie Juan's dream.

He Bei's butt hurts like hell, yesterday Xie Juan hit him too hard, today it's all red and swollen, the blood is sticking to his pants, not to mention how sore it is when changing clothes.

When Xie Juan woke up, He Bei's bed was already empty.

When he saw a large pool of blood on He Bei's bed, he immediately froze, his eyes dimmed, and he felt guilty.He beat him to death yesterday because he was angry at He Bei's wanton behavior in the past year.It is said that an elder brother is like a father, he has dragged He Bei for so many years, and he has the responsibility to restrain him, educate him, and lead him on the right path.

He Bei is still in the punishment period.Early in the morning, I went to the Ming Academy to be on duty for the disciples of the outer sect, and then went to the back mountain to chop firewood in the middle of the afternoon.

When he came back with firewood on his back, he happened to run into Yao Jing.

That Yao Jing who was punished for breaking an arm by him.

"Yo, our young master He, who never touches the spring water with ten fingers, has actually become a coolie. It's amazing, it's amazing."

Although Yao Jing's arm was injured, he didn't speak. At this time, with a complacent villain's face, he led a group of disciples to block He Bei's way back to Lanzhu.

He Bei raised his eyes to look at Yao Jing, and said angrily, "Get out of the way."

Yao Jing didn't intend to stop there: "Young Master He, I heard that you were beaten up by Senior Brother Xie yesterday? Did you enjoy it? Senior Brother Xie didn't want to be willing to use heavy hands, and you still have the strength to chop wood today!"

He Bei's pupils of different colors were like the surface of a lake that suddenly froze, with layers of coldness floating up.The corner of his mouth slowly curled up into a smile, but his eyes were full of poisonous viciousness.The fact that the opponent has a large number of people makes him look arrogant like a lone wolf.

"Why, do you still want to lose another arm?"

Every time Yao Jing was frightened by He Bei's almost mad dog's expression, the other party was clearly a lost dog in his eyes, and he dared to bark.

"The one surnamed He, Mrs. Jinglian will leave the customs soon, and you will be the first one to clean up after leaving the customs. I advise you to be quiet, otherwise you will suffer."

Yao Jing did not forget to take a step back after provoking, and was surrounded by a group of disciples to protect him.

He Bei put the heavy firewood behind him on the ground, and moved his shoulders and shoulders: "My master will not bother you when he leaves the customs, and when will I fuck you when I am restless? You have nothing to do all day and you just want to be in front of me Hang around, concentrate on looking for a fight?"

He lived a new life, so he naturally knew what kind of bad water Yao Jing was holding back. The small road here is quiet and few people pass by. Yao Jing waited here to anger He Bei.Because it won't be long before several elders will pass by here with his father who came suddenly, and they will happen to meet him beating up several disciples by himself, his father will lose face and publicly execute him in front of all the disciples , was beaten violently, and finally was unable to participate in the Zhenwu Conference in January due to serious injuries.

Yao Jing glanced over, and several disciples began to push He Bei, while he said something that angered He Bei: "He Bei, I am really ashamed for your father, a majestic sword master gave birth to such a coward. It's so low, Master Jinglian is too embarrassed to claim that you are her true disciple? A month later, the Zhenwu Conference will not even make it to the preliminary round, right? Where is your father's face? It's no wonder you Father left you in Jianzhuang, if it were me, I wouldn't want to admit that you are my son."

He Bei never showed any anger, and there was always a smile on the corner of his mouth, a cool smile.

"My cultivation base is low, so I beat you all over the floor looking for teeth and calling you daddy. The son of a dignified waiter has also been reading poetry and books since he was a child, why did he read all of them in the stomach of a dog, and his mouth is full of shit." He Bei Looking at Yao Jing, he was dressed in crimson clothes and smiled like a spring breeze, and his thick face was more beautiful than Feng Yuhua.

Yao Jing's face darkened and he closed the folding fan forcefully with one hand, pointing at He Bei and continuing to utter evil words: "Are you a bastard with a low bloodline who dares to criticize me?"

He Bei picked his ears: "Can you change some words to curse? I'm tired of hearing it."

Yao Jing grew up with only a few lines of cursing and swearing at him.Yao Jing scolded the bastard the most, because He Bei's mother was the daughter of the Wu clan.He Bei's emerald-coloured abnormal pupil was inherited from his mother. Yao Jing scolded him nicely in the past, saying that he was a little monster or a goblin, but now he is a bastard, a bastard or something like that.

Seeing that He Bei didn't intend to get angry, Yao Jing's thoughts raced, and he said, "Forget it, why should I argue with a dead man, just in case you bully me someday."

He Bei directly supported his waist and laughed wildly: "Hey, didn't you look in the mirror before you made a hypothesis? I can't be hard with a wicked eyebrow. The little white dog at the gate of Jianzhuang is even more beautiful than you."

"you you......"

Yao Jing pointed at He Bei and was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time.

He Bei wiped the tears from the end of his eyes laughing: "Okay, make way for me, I'm busy."

"You are not allowed to leave today!"

Anxious Yao Jing stood in front of He Bei alone, and poked his hard chest with his folding fan buttocks.According to the past, He Bei had to fight back in the face of such provocations at this time.But now he is looking at Yao Jing with a smile, and the tone is calm: "Why, do you want to do something? How about this, I will let you beat me up, okay?"

Yao Jing couldn't figure out He Bei's meaning: "What kind of trick are you trying to play?"

"Are you cheap? I mean, I want you to beat me up first. How come you won't be able to handle the beatings you get used to?"

He Bei's eyes were bent like crescent moons, and there was a hint of coldness and arrogance at the end of his eyes. He stared at Yao Jing with a strong aura.

Yao Jing couldn't get used to He Bei's face of contempt for him the most, and felt ruthless in his heart. He couldn't help but raised his right palm to make a move, but he held back and froze in mid-air.

He had just found out that the elders were going to the arsenal of Jianzhuang, and the path here was a shortcut to the arsenal, and the elders would definitely pass here to save time.Based on his understanding of He Bei, he knew that he would always take this path every time he cut firewood, so he wanted to provoke He Bei here, and let him fight so many Tongzhuang disciples. Okay, according to the rules of the school, He Bei is considered a second offender, and his end will definitely not be easy.

"Okay, if you don't fight, get out of the way, you have been given a chance."

He Bei lifted the firewood on his back again.

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