Only senior brother is amazing

Of course He Bei knew why Xie Juan said no.

Perhaps it was the doctor's order that A Yu said: Do not do anything during the voodoo period.However, what Xie Juan thought was completely different from what A Yu said.

The thin silk robe slipped down Xie Juan's shoulders between He Bei's tears, he tilted his head slightly, his neck was like jade, his eyes were half closed, the golden brown pupils soaked in the sunlight, like melting sweetness Maple Syrup, his long eyelashes quivered slightly, and under the several times of teasing by He Bei lying low in front of him, he let out an unbearable muffled moan from his nasal cavity.

Xie Juan scratched He Bei's shoulder hard, as if warning him that his next move would be too much.He shook his head and stopped with the remaining rationality: "No."

But He Beiquan didn't hear it.

Xie Juan's willow belt has been taken off by him.The next moment, Xie Juan's eyes darkened,

He Bei knew that Xie Juan's eyes couldn't look directly at the strong light, so when he tried to reach out to pull the gauze in front of the window, he couldn't reach it.He was too lazy to get up to pull it, fearing that Xie Juan would take the opportunity to escape, so he simply put the belt he had just taken off from Xie Juan's body in front of Xie Juan's eyes, wrapped it around the back of his head, and tied a beautiful knot casually.

This Xie Juan looks like a freshly packaged gift, which he can't wait to possess and savor.

"Have you forgotten what Ayu said?" Xie Juan said in a serious tone.

"Today I only let you come to be comfortable, I want to reward you well." He Bei chuckled angrily in Xie Juan's ear, the intentionally protracted ending sound and the hot breath made Xie Juan's earlobe red.

He Bei opened his mouth and sucked it a few times, the temperature of Xie Juan's earlobe became scorching hot, a layer of seductive crimson spread from the tip of the ear to a large area in front of the neck, as if it had been burned red by the sun.

He Bei gently placed a kiss on the red mole on the bridge of Xie Juan's nose, and caressed it carefully.Then follow the tired lips, and put in a deep kiss.

Xie Juan fell into He Bei's deep kiss as if he had captured a city, his body gradually lost support, and he leaned softly on the wooden cabinet behind him.Breathing became hasty, and his fingers were heavily inserted into He Bei's hair to relieve his trembling from being too nervous.

Xie Juan's lips look like plump red cherry blossoms that are just ripe for picking.

The teardrop oozed from the corner of his eyes slowly ran down at least the side of his cheeks through the blindfolded belt, and He Bei rubbed the teardrop hard with his fingertips, leaving a small pink fingerprint, like a snow-covered plum petal .

Under the inspiration of He Bei, Xie Juan's blank scroll was outlined by him as a messy scene.

Xie Juan gradually relaxed his tense nerves.These days, he was really tired because of He Bei's illness, so he might as well let go of his worries at this time and give himself completely to He Bei to enjoy the first love affair at the beginning of August.

He Bei bowed his head for his god.

For Xie Juan, this seemed to open the door to a new world.

He was still amazed by this a moment ago, but after a while, he was overwhelmed by the heat a hundred times stronger than the sunlight, and he was at a loss for a while.

Under the love of the young man, half restrained and half perished.

There was the sound of chirping birds, and a pair of chickadees sat side by side on the branches of a phoenix tree in front of the window, shouting about the scorching summer, vowing to compete with cicadas to see who was more noisy.

The extremely hot wind and waves swept over, and in the end, God would also slam the boat at the helm into the reef in the wave of losing his mind.

The cicada's neighing is long and long, and it is tireless in midsummer.

He Bei coughed a few times, rolled Wen Ze with the tip of his tongue, raised his head and smiled at his lover.Happiness is like him, loving and being loved.

After it was over, Xie Juan was panic-stricken.He still didn't dare to take off the belt that was covering his eyes, he didn't dare to face He Bei.This is the time when he lost control the most. He completely exposed his unbearable and worldly desires in front of the person he loves the most.

The former self was like a closed door, and he restrained himself with many morals.But He Bei pulled him and told him, don't ask about the way forward, just want to be happy now.But He Bei is not the other side of morality, he is the scorching sun, bringing countless rays of light to his life.

He Bei held Xie Juan in his arms and cleaned up for him.Then, he said to him: "I already know how to make taro soup, why don't you come to appraise my craft today?"

Xie Juan nodded, he lazily sat on the folded brocade quilt, stretched out his hand, and said, "I want to drink tea, cold, silver tip tea."

"Okay, but let's call Mr. Xiang first?" He Bei was willing to meet all Xie Juan's demands,

In the previous life, Qingjia Mountain, he was the king who stretched out his hands for clothes and opened his mouth for food in Suli Palace.Now, he is willing to do any trivial things for the man in front of him.

There is still time to enjoy the heart.

Xie Juan said calmly with a cool look that he had already rested, "Then I won't drink."

He Bei said disappointedly: "I have to call sooner or later, can't I get acquainted with it in advance?"

"I won't bark in the future." Xie Juan smiled slightly.

He Bei did not admit defeat: "I will find a way to let you call in the future."

Xie Juan snorted, lowered his head and tied his belt.Although I'm too lazy to move now, I remembered that the herbs in the backyard should be harvested.

He Bei pushed open the door, ready to fetch some well water first.Unexpectedly, the moment he opened the door, he froze in place.

Never been so speechless in my life.

In the middle of the yard, there was a person standing tall and straight, with a simple copper-colored broad sword on his back. Just standing there, he had the aura of standing between heaven and earth.Black clothes and black hats, a black veil covering his face, and wearing black in the hot summer, He Bei felt that he was going to be burned to smoke.

In fact, the man was literally on the verge of smoking.

He Bei scratched his furrowed eyebrows, his face full of embarrassment.After quickly sorting out his mood, he propped up one and smiled, saying, "Father, I'm not mistaken."

"Come in and sit down, when did you come?" For a moment, He Bei didn't know how to get along with his father whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

He An didn't bother to say it, he couldn't say it: He came when he heard He Bei's words "Call me, Mr. Listen".He was a gentleman, he didn't move his hands or speak, he strode forward with big strides, raised his palm and slapped He Bei hard on the face.

Even though He Bei had predicted that he was going to be slapped, he didn't hide.Because he knew that He An was suffocating, if he didn't let it out, he would definitely suffer more later.

Xie Juan heard the movements in the courtyard.Quickly jumped out of bed, walked out the door and came to He Bei's side.He was surprised at any time, still pretending to be calm on the surface, bowed his waist very respectfully, saluted He An, and respectfully said: "Master He, long time no see, juniors are polite."

"Father, come and sit here, it's cool here." After being slapped, He Bei swallowed the blood in his mouth, and motioned He An to sit in the gazebo on the side.

He An snorted coldly, and the two ignored each other.Go straight to the gazebo.

On the stone table in the gazebo was the herbal tea that had been brewed in the morning. He An poured himself a cup, then removed the black gauze, with a livid face, took two sips.

Maybe he felt that it was not enough to quench his thirst, so He An directly picked up the teapot and drank it.

"Fake death? You've got skills. If Feng Manlou hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known you were still alive. You're really getting more and more promising, you bastard!" He An became more and more angry as he spoke, and slapped the stone table heavily.The originally clean and flawless stone tabletop was suddenly cracked with more than a dozen small cracks, it can be seen that He An still restrained himself, otherwise the stone table would have been smashed to pieces and turned into a pile of waste rocks.

"Father, is it hot?" He Bei didn't respond to He An's words directly, but walked forward with a flattering smile, intending to take off the hat for He An.

He An knocked He Beigang's hand off his hat, and raised his eyebrows: "I'll do it myself."

He An took off the Ruo Li, and swung the Ruo Li like a fan vigorously.

He Bei stood there in shock.

He An is 45 years old, and it is normal to have gray hair.When I saw him a year ago, his hair was still mixed with black and white, but now, He An has silver hair, not a single strand of black hair exists.

He Bei greeted with a heartless sentence: "Father, don't you also have Wujiang blood?"

He An glared at He Bei angrily, and kicked He Bei's thigh.

His gray hair was not because he was of Wujiang blood, but because he heard in the southwest that He Bei had a black butterfly arrow in his body and fell off Strelitz Peak.

"Father, I almost kicked my life." He Bei rubbed the sore thigh that was kicked by him.

He An snorted coldly: "Just kick it, and you don't plan to use it to pass on my family."

Now, Xie Juan's situation became more and more embarrassing.He silently picked up the teapot that He An drank in one gulp, ready to add some more water to it.

He An commanded He Beidao: "Take off your clothes."

He Bei obediently took off his coat, and a large area of ​​his chest was healing, but still looked horrifying in front of He An.Even though his skin and flesh regenerated faster than ordinary people, after He An saw it, his face turned black and black, and he even felt that his chest was clogged with a few balls of cotton wool, making him a little out of breath.

"Does it hurt?" He An felt that he was asking nonsense, but he didn't know what to say at this time.After all, he was the father who didn't protect his son well.

He Bei's expression was relaxed: "It doesn't hurt, Dad, it's almost healed. I spare my life. If I'm not sure, I won't use the trick of feigning death."

He An's tone gradually softened: "Well. From now on, if you still treat me as your father, don't go your own way. At that time, no one will collect your body. I will go to hell in the future, and your mother will definitely not let it go. Me." After that, he quickly glanced at the obvious scratches on He Bei's shoulders, and the emotions in his heart became complicated again.

Just now, when he entered this small courtyard, He An was really surprised.He hasn't been here for more than ten years, he didn't expect to be taken care of by He Bei and Xie Juan so... like a family.In this warm and elegant courtyard, you can meet the Jiangnan style by chance in this deep mountain.

Judging from the traces of life, the two seem to be living happily.

He An looked around, suddenly smiled, and asked He Bei: "Are you going to live here forever?"

He Bei shrugged: "Otherwise, at least be happy and free."

If according to the past, He Bei would say such "promising" remarks, He An would definitely be furious.But at this time, He An said: "Here, at least you can live in peace, let me worry less, so that I can die more slowly."

He Bei understood that for He An to say this, he must feel sorry for him.

"Nowadays in Southwest, everyone thinks that I, He An, have a good son, and I'm not considered a waste. Tell me the key information about Beifu collaborating with the enemy, otherwise the war will not end early." Lack of direct evidence, coupled with the initial trust in Beifu, has not been thoroughly investigated.Only when He Bei forwarded Jin Fang's letter to Jinsha did he realize that he was in danger of raising tigers.

As soon as the war in the southwest stabilized, He An rushed to Wujiang overnight.He Bei's whereabouts were learned only after he secretly intercepted Mu Ziyin's letter.

He Beidao: "The evils of Beifu will always be revealed to the world."

He An confided in a series of questions: "So you sneaked into Beifu by feigning death just to get this information? How did you know in advance that Beifu was collaborating with the enemy?"

He Bei suddenly glanced at Xie Juan, his eyes were gentle, and he smiled and said: "It's senior brother, but you always approach him deliberately, he accidentally discovered this secret and told me, and conspired with me to fake death. He said that the Southwest people Sacrifice cannot be in vain, and in order to prevent further sacrifices, a sacrifice of self is necessary."

Xie Juan's slender and fair fingers were grabbing tea leaves in the bamboo tube, he couldn't help but pause when he heard these words.

Obviously, He Bei was lying.He didn't know Kejun's plan at all, and He Bei had never discussed with him about He Bei's fake death. There was only one reason why He Bei said this... It was to reverse and correct his image in He An's heart at this time.

After all, there are rumors in the world now, demonizing him into an ambitious and dangerous person who wants to restore the country.Southwest holds a lot of grudges against him, if he can say a few more words for him here at He An, it is equivalent to whitewashing him in front of the whole Southwest.

He An said coldly: "I'm afraid that Fu Yi was forcibly taken off by you, right?"

Xie Juan has always been able to speak in front of his elders, but now he doesn't know how to explain it.

He Bei glanced at Xie Juan, and calmed his slightly uneasy emotions with gentle eyes.

"It's difficult for me to do these things by myself, so I can only find a smart person to cooperate with me." After He Bei finished speaking, he laughed silly. "You can't find Niannian."

He An shook his head helplessly, and said to Xie Juan: "Fuyi, can you really survive with this heartless life in our family?" In fact, He An knew in his heart that half of everything He Bei did It was for Southwest, and the other half was all for the sweetheart in front of her.

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