Only senior brother is amazing

A group of people walking in the veranda, the leader among them - the old man with white hair and beard brushing is the Taoist Wuchen of Qingyun Temple, he is sixty years old, and he is the head of the Qinglong Hall of the Zhenwu League. He turned his head to Xie Juan Showing admiration, he said: "Fuyi is a good boy,

Xie Juan responded respectfully with a clear smile: "Master Wu Chen is absurd."

Another man dressed in purple and wearing a golden crown echoed Taoist Wuchen, saying: "This child in Fuyi is modest."He is Song Ming'an, the head of the Vermilion Bird Hall of the Zhenwu League, and also the lord of Songzhou City.Song Mingan was well maintained. At 45 years old, he didn't look like he was in his thirties. His handsome appearance was still there, his temperament was dignified, and there were countless gold and jade ornaments all over his body.

Song Mingan suddenly asked Lu Xingze: "Xingze, you just said that brother He's son Lang also came to Songzhou with him, why didn't you see him?"

Based on the principle of keeping his family's ugliness from being publicized, Lu Xingze concealed it, "Xiaobei is afraid of strangers, so let him play by himself first."

At this point, Song Mingan seemed to be lost in memory, and said after a while: "The last time I saw him was six years ago, he was thin and timid, but he looked very good-looking, white and tender like a little girl."

He Bei, who was eavesdropping with ears pricked up, stopped chewing meat, and looked at Song Ming'an resentfully, thinking: You are just a little girl, the little girl of your family.

The conversation of this group of people is getting closer and closer to He Bei. It was Xie Juan who first saw He Bei sitting in the gazebo and eating roast chicken leisurely. Xie Juan witnessed this scene. A cool sword shot towards He Bei.

He Bei naturally knew that the group of people he was about to meet next were all senior figures in the Zhenwu League, but he still ate the chicken without changing his face, looking at Xie Juan and smiling.

Everyone only heard Xie Juan call out to the young Pianpian who was eating chicken in the pavilion: "Hanchuan." Their expressions were all stagnant.

At this time, golden crows were falling to the west, and the warm yellow light slanted into the gazebo, spread across half of He Bei's face, reflecting a small piece of gold, and just happened to pass by his emerald-colored pupils that were different from ordinary people, casting him The tails of his eyes turned red, cold and charming.

Everyone thought the boy in the gazebo was too good-looking.

He Bei stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the long, thin and white fingers, and then smiled awkwardly and politely at the oncoming people.

This smile made the newborn flowers in spring and March around the gazebo lose their color.

In everyone's impression, He Bei was indistinguishably beautiful when he was a child, but now that he has grown up, he has added a lot of heroism.Although the blood of the Wu nationality is humble, it makes him too dazzling.Everyone thought that his mother must also be an extremely beautiful person, who could make the world's number one master of swordsmanship under her skirt regardless of the world.

He Bei took out his handkerchief and said slowly, wiped his fingertips again, then got up and saluted respectfully: "Hello, uncles."

He Bei explained with a smile: "Oh, Xiao Bei didn't have time to eat lunch, and he was really hungry and dizzy at the moment, so he ate some roasted chicken pads and stuffed his stomach, and I'll clean up right now." After finishing speaking, he began to pretend He pretended to pick up the chicken bones littered on the stone table.

Although it was somewhat disrespectful to openly eat chicken in someone else's gazebo, but He Bei pretended to be obedient and stupid, and people didn't think there was anything wrong with him for a moment. They only thought that the young man was bright and beautiful, and he was just hungry.

Lu Xingze and Xie Juan knew He Bei's face best, he couldn't fool them, and they didn't like him.

Lu Xingze didn't want to say anything to him on the spot, but he seemed to "lightly" squeeze He Bei's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "Clean up well, you are a greedy cat! I can't stand it for a while when I'm hungry, others treat me like a sword Zhuang raised a rice bucket."

He Bei scratched the tip of his nose, and said obediently: "Understood, Master, Xiao Bei will clean up now!"

Song Ming'an smiled kindly: "No need, no need, how can I use Xiaobei! The most important thing in my city lord's mansion is servants. If the child is hungry, he can eat as soon as he wants. It's better to blame me for not entertaining him well, and starving the child to death."

Lu Xingze apologized: "He is just spoiled."

Song Mingan waved his hand: "Hey! It's such a big deal, don't blame him anymore." After finishing speaking, he ordered a group of attendants to come forward to clean up.

He Bei obediently walked between Xie Juan and Lu Xingze.Xie Juan pointed to the mask on half of his head, and whispered, "How old are you, and you still buy these children's things."

The look in Xie Juan's eyes is actually doting.He Bei turned his head slightly to one side, and whispered softly in Xie Juan's ear: "Brother, do you want to buy one too, we will make a pair."

Xie Juan bumped He Bei with his shoulder, and resolutely refused: "No."

He Bei chuckled, and couldn't help but raised his hand to straighten Xie Juan's headband that had wandered off.

Xie Juan tilted his head to look at him, thinking, when will the most caring junior begin to pay attention to these details.

Daoist Wuchen cast his eyes on He Bei, looked at him and said, "Xiaobei is a handsome boy, he has a bit of his father's demeanor. Practice hard! When you surpass your father in the future, you can take over your father's heavy responsibility."

He Bei pretended to be modest and said: "Xiaobei is dull by nature, it is impossible to surpass daddy. Xiaobei only wants to be able to be worthy of the teachings of senior brothers, teachers and uncles in the future, that's all."

These words sounded normal, but in fact, everyone could hear some clues.He wanted himself to be worthy of his brothers, masters and uncles, but he didn't mention being worthy of his father.Thinking about it carefully, when He An brought him back from Wujiang, he didn't put him by his side to take good care of him to make up for the father's love that he had lost for many years, but sent him to Fengyu Jianzhuang to learn martial arts and raise him.He An stayed in Ningku City in the southwest all the year round. The father and son saw each other less often, and heard that their relationship was not very good and there was a big estrangement, and they were often noisy.

In this way, Song Ming'an and Taoist Wu Chen looked at He Bei with more complicated eyes.

Naturally, He Bei didn't want to win anyone's sympathy by saying this, he just didn't want to hide his dissatisfaction and disgust for He An, that's all.

Song Ming'an said to He Bei: "Xiaobei, you don't go down the mountain often, so stay in Songzhou City for a few days, and uncle is here, so you can eat and drink as you like."

He Bei responded with a smile: "Thank you Uncle Song."

Lu Xingze's expression sank, and he immediately poured cold water on him: "Brother Song, don't spoil him. I'm thankful that he didn't cause trouble." Lu Xingze knew that He Bei was like a timed fire bomb. Looks good, don't know when it will explode.

Song Mingan said relievedly: "Brother Lu, who is not mischievous at this age? I think we did a lot of bad things back then!"

Lu Xingze suddenly smiled.

He laughed that Song Ming'an still didn't know He Bei well enough.If only it were as simple as going to the house to reveal the tiles.

A group of people chatted and laughed in the pavilion until it was completely dark before turning to the banquet hall.He Bei couldn't stand this for a long time, and leaned on Xie Juan's shoulder halfway, and almost fell asleep.He was really hungry too, so he groaned twice on the spot, reminding Song Mingan that it was time for dinner.

Tonight is just a small welcome banquet, and tomorrow night will be the highlight.

Tomorrow night, his dear father He An will suddenly visit the City Lord's Mansion, and Song Ming'an will hold a big banquet for He An, and at this dinner party, the precious fragments of Hetu Luoshu will be mysteriously lost.

At the reception banquet, Xie Juan was asked by the elders to dance the sword on the spot, and his Luochen swordsmanship has been practiced to perfection.The Luochen sword technique is one of the top sword techniques of Fengyu Sword Village. Xie Juan has practiced it since he was a child, and now it has become a show for the banquet.

Xie Juan is dressed in a smoky blue body-cultivating garment, and dances his sword as if splashing ink. Jincut jade is generally flexible and strong.

Who wouldn't be fascinated by such a brother.

While drinking, He Bei stared at Xie Juan, his brows and eyes were full of hotness that couldn't be concealed, he didn't restrain himself deliberately, he was clearly drunk but his heart was already drunk.

Xie Juan returned to his seat after the dance, and was praised by the elders in turn.

He Bei praised him with the few poems he had memorized: "The whale has not swallowed the sea, but the sword energy has already passed."

Song Ming'an, who was [-]% drunk, suddenly laughed and said, "Xiaobei, do you want to dance a few times too, so that everyone can see the demeanor of the son of the Southwest Sword Master!"

He Bei's leisurely and comfortable life was broken, he was unwilling to do so.I had no choice but to pretend to be drunk, staggered around with blushing cheeks and started talking nonsense: "Can Xiaobei dance for everyone? Sword practice is so boring!"

As soon as this remark came out, the hall burst into laughter, and everyone was ready to see how he planned to make a fool of himself.

Lu Xingze was really afraid that He Bei would dance on the spot, so he pinched his thighs a few times: "Don't be embarrassing here." Then he hurriedly tried to smooth things over for everyone: "This kid can't drink enough, he started talking nonsense."

Song Ming'an drank a cup and said loudly: "Xiao Bei is a much more interesting kid than his father. Brother He is just such an old-fashioned old man. I don't know why he has such an interesting son!"

"Okay, stop drinking."

Xie Juan's tone was a little harsh, he snatched the wine glass from He Bei's hand, and He Bei took advantage of the situation to throw himself into Xie Juan's arms shamelessly, raised a pair of drunken eyes that seemed to be watery, and said pitifully: "Senior Brother, Ah Ning is so dizzy."

Xie Juan knew that He Bei liked to drink, but he usually drank behind his back. He didn't know his true drinking capacity, so he thought he was drunk at this moment.He began to chatter in a low voice: "There is no sense in doing things. Think this is Lanzhu. In Lanzhu, drunk and messing around is a joke for your family. Get up and look around. There are all respectable elders. Pass it back to you. You will inevitably be criticized in Dad's ears, so don't come to me and cry."

He Beishuo looked at Xie Juan drunkenly in Xie Juan's arms and said casually: "I don't care."

Xie Juan lifted He Bei from his arms and rested his head on his shoulder.Raising his sleeves, he poured some herbal tea for He Bei to hangover and personally delivered it to He Bei's mouth.

With the herbal tea in He Bei's mouth, a warm current flowed from the bottom of his heart.In this life, he became more and more attached to his tireless care.

He Bei has evil intentions.He simply pretended to be drunk to the end, put one hand on Xie Tired's waist, groped a few times, and said coquettishly: "Brother, Han Chuan wants to go back to the room to rest, can you send me?"

Xie Juan slapped He Beiyou's restless palm on his waist, and gave him a hard look.Even though Xie Juan was holding back all kinds of blame in his heart, he still had no choice but to help He Bei up, leaning his crumbling body halfway on his shoulder.

Xie Juan said apologetically to all the elders at the banquet: "Junior Brother is too drunk, so Fuyi will excuse me for a while, and send him back to his room to rest."

The elders recalled that they had a lively chat about the romantic past, and no one cared about the situation of the younger generation and let them go.

The 17-year-old He Bei is not as tall as Xie Juan, but he is stronger than Xie Juan. He staggered all the way and was extremely difficult. It was very difficult for Xie Juan to support him.

"Untold hardships" finally reached the door of the guest room, Xie Juan wanted to take care of He Bei with both hands, so he kicked open the door of the guest room, hugged He Bei's forearm, and sent him tremblingly all the way to the collapse .

He Bei slumped on the couch, using inertia to pull Xie Juan's body down, Xie Juan was caught off guard and half-lyed on He Bei's chest.He Bei's warm breath blew out on Xie Juan's neck, Xie Juan's body froze, and after realizing the reaction, he struggled, trying to break free from He Bei's shackles.

"Brother..." He Bei's voice was different from usual.It should be more deep, slightly hoarse, and the meaning is difficult to name.

Xie Juan supported the bed with both hands, his mind was confused, his face was slightly red in the darkness where the lamp was not turned on in time.

He Bei's scorching palms were firmly clamped on Xie Juan's waist from the beginning to the end, with a smile on his lips, and sly eyes with affection, he stared at Xie Juan who was so close to him by the moonlight.

Xie Juan reprimanded Shang He Bei: "Hand!"

He bit his lips tightly, and his clear brown eyes were full of panic and anger. He looked at the "drunk and messing around" man under him with some helplessness, trying to figure out how to break free.

He Bei only thought that Xie Juan was extremely cute.The mind is full: Xie Juan's lips look soft, moist, and kissable.The youth's love is like fire, and his body is even more like fire. When he couldn't help it, he twisted his waist and rubbed Xie Juan on his body. Xie Juan's expression changed, and he said, "Don't rub me."

He Bei: ...

He Bei let go of Xie Juan in an instant.After some contact just now, he had a physiological reaction, he was afraid that Xie Juan would notice, so he had to take a step back.Rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry. Once Xie Juan gets angry, he will only be beaten if he mobilizes his internal energy.

Standing in front of the collapse, Xie Juan pulled up his robe that was pulled down to his shoulders by He Bei. He looked at He Bei who had stopped making noise and suddenly became quiet for a while, opened his lips, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed. With a sigh, he leaned over and skillfully took off He Bei's shoes.

"Brother, I will do it myself!"

He Bei sat up suddenly.

When he came back drunk before, it was Xie Juan who came to take care of him personally. If he hadn't pretended to be drunk this time, he wouldn't have been able to understand how helpless Xie Juan was in the face of his past mischief.He is obviously an asshole, but the other party can still soften his heart and take such meticulous care of him.

If he was really drunk, he might be even more difficult to deal with than now.

After He Bei took off his shoes indiscriminately, he put his feet on the bed frame.He half leaned on the soft gold silk pillow and asked Xie Juan: "Senior Brother, where do you sleep?"

Xie Juan lit the lamp and said, "It's right next door to you."

He Bei let out an "oh".

When we were in Jianzhuang, Xie Juan slept in the same room with him, even though they were not in the same bed, but there was only a gap of one foot between the two beds, at least they could see each other.But tonight's He Bei didn't want to be separated from Xie Juan for a moment, even if it was separated by a wall.

"Brother, I'm very dizzy."

He Bei supported his forehead and rubbed the center of his brows. The dim light concealed his poor acting skills.

Xie Juan first reproached: "I made you drink so much." Then his tone softened: "Sleep if you feel uncomfortable."

"Brother, can you stay with me for a while before leaving?"

Because of his hot body, He Bei pulled his collar back a little, exposing half of his shaved collarbone.Under the sparse candlelight, his strange-colored pupils shone with a bewitching light, as if they could catch people's hearts.

The moment Xie Juan looked at him, he hurriedly turned his face away.There was a strange and unknown feeling in my heart.He subconsciously touched his cheek with his fingertips, it was slightly warm.

He Bei originally thought that Xie Juan would refuse, but Xie Juan said while pouring tea, "Okay."

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"The whale has not yet swallowed the sea, but the sword energy has already fallen."

From Song Dynasty Xin Qiji's "Water Tune Getou Touring Yuebo Tower with Ma Shudu"