Beauty is sick

Jin Lingjiu smiled casually, obviously not showing too much excitement, but it made Pei Zhe's heart tense and he shuddered inexplicably.

He knew very well what kind of dog-tempered Jin Lingjiu was, and his retort was not looking for a new love, but that ambiguous description was clearly thinking in this direction.

Apart from Pei Zhe's absurdity and bewilderment, he was also a little bit delighted. It can be seen from this that the Ninth Young Master really put him in his heart.

"Remember?" Jin Lingjiu rested his chin on Pei Zhe's shoulder, breathing coolly, "That wild man you always dream about."

Pei Zhe: "..."

Leaving aside whether what Jin Lingjiu said was true or not, the seemingly bleak aura behind him made Pei Zhe's hairs stand on end, and he believed it halfway.

He tried his best not to show any abnormality, leaned against Jin Lingjiu's arms, and turned his head: "You wronged me."

Jin Lingjiu laughed softly, his chest vibrated, and the numbness spread to Pei Zhe's back: "I appreciate Pei Lang's calmness the most."

The two got close, and Pei Zhe's ears became hot from his laughter: "Don't be sly, just say what you have to say, if I really miss some wild man, will I take off my clothes and stay in your arms?"

Although he is not as powerful as the ninth son of the first floor in the world, he will not betray his body and abandon his love.

It's fun to be jealous, but Jin Lingjiu's sour words that hurt the enemy one thousand and self-harm eight hundred made him feel helpless and distressed.

Jin Lingjiu hugged him even tighter: "Hmph, you're thinking about others and still losing your temper with me. How can there be such a reason?"

Hearing the softening in his attitude, Pei Zhe breathed a sigh of relief: "I really don't remember, there are no wild men, there has always been only you, brother Jiu, did you hear wrong?"

Jin Lingjiu was silent for a while, and Pei Zhe's dream words really didn't seem like he was thinking about some wild man, but more like an unforgettable experience. He knew he was jealous, but he still couldn't control it.

This person belonged to him, regardless of body and mind, he couldn't control the jealousy and anger in his heart when he thought of calling other men from those thin lips that belonged to him.

Jin Lingjiu never knew that he was so possessive.

"That's right, you've been calling me for a long time." Jin Lingjiu muffled and rubbed against Pei Zhe's shoulder, "You never called me in a dream."

The grievance in his voice was obvious, and it sounded utterly pitiful.

Pei Zhe is soft but not hard, knowing that this person is mostly pretending, but he still can't control his heartache: "I'm really going to die wronged, what kind of wild man is it that made my ninth brother jealous like this?" ? As God bears witness, I am most reluctant to wrong you."

Jin Lingjiu opened his collar, and the hot air in his breath hit Pei Zhe's neck: "You called him 'brother'."

He moaned, and after many days, he changed back to the old Jin Jiaojiao.

In normal times, Pei Zhe would have made a good tease, but when he heard Jin Lingjiu's words just now, he froze, with a vague premonition: "What did you say? What's my name?"

Jin Lingjiu looked at the marks on his neck where he was bitten, and he managed to let go of his pent-up air: "You called 'little brother' in your dream, I thought you only had one brother Jiu, but now it seems that I am Pretending to be sentimental."

little brother...

Pei Zhe closed his eyes. From the moment he heard this title, he completely believed that Jin Lingjiu was not lying.

If it's anything else, he really can't be sure. He can't deny this title alone.

Pei Zhe couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, he touched Jin Lingjiu's face: "What else did I say?"

It is impossible to have only one "little brother", if he did say sleep talk with this title, there should be more.

There is nothing to hide about this matter, Jin Lingjiu completely recounted his dream, and asked: "It's a nightmare, right?"

Pei Zhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It counts."

Just talking about what happened in the dream without looking at the person he summoned in the dream is indeed a nightmare.

Jin Lingjiu suddenly said: "Master, are you referring to Lin Xueyuan?"

When he was in Yecheng, it was about Gu Yiqu's case. He had someone investigate Pei Zhe and found out about Lin Xueyuan's existence.

Pei Zhe was not surprised that he would know the name, and nodded: "Yes, it is him."

Those dream words seemed to hide a secret past, Jin Lingjiu never let go of any information about Pei Zhe: "Can you tell me what happened to the nightmare?"

Pei Zhe: "You want to know?"

Jin Lingjiu: "I want to know everything about you."

Pei Zhe smiled and said nothing.

Jin Lingjiu raised his head and straightened his collar: "What are you laughing at?"

"Laughs, we are really a match made in heaven, we have a good heart." Pei Zhe leaned into his arms, finding a comfortable position, "I want to know everything about you, too."

Jinling Jiu is as good as he is: "That is really my honor."

Pei Zhe sneered, but didn't expose him: "It's a long story, and it's all old sesame seed and rotten grain. Do you really want to know?"

"You worshiped Lin Xueyuan as your teacher when you were young, and learned martial arts from him. Since he was mentioned in your dream, it must have happened when you were a child." Jin Lingjiu did not hide his curiosity at all, "I want to know about your past, those who I In the days when you didn't participate, what did you go through, and how did you grow into what you are now."

Pei Zhe's stomach growled twice, before he could speak, Jin Lingjiu stretched out his hand and rubbed it: "Why don't we talk about it after we finish eating?"

"It's okay, I can bear it any longer." Jin Lingjiu's words have reached that point, he really can't hide it anymore, Pei Zhe recalled it, and began to explain along the sleepwalk, "I once worshiped Lin Xueyuan as my teacher, He lived in my house for a year, and when he left, I couldn't bear him, and I yearned for the beautiful scenery he talked about, so I sneaked out of the house and left Xiaoxiang with him."

Jin Lingjiu's hand on his abdomen didn't move, and he said inexplicably, "You were only ten years old at that time, and you dared to run away from home after a man."

Pei Zhe: "..."

Listen to what this said, what is chasing a man and running away from home? He and Lin Xueyuan have an innocent master-student relationship. The age difference between the two is dozens of years. nothing.

Only now did Pei Zhe realize that Jin Jiaojiao's imagination is so rich that anyone can take a sip of jealousy.

The quilt was made of cotton, and it was very warm to cover the body. Jin Lingjiu's body temperature had not been high. Now covered by the quilt, his hands were not as cold as usual.

Pei Zhe twisted his body, and patted his hand: "Your vinegar smells too strong, it makes my stomach hurt, rub it for me quickly."

There is something in the words, half teasing and half coquettish.

Jin Lingjiu was very helpful, most of the irritability in his heart dissipated, he moved his palm up and rubbed against his abdomen lightly: "Does it still hurt?"

This is just nonsense, where does it hurt?

Knowing that Jin Lingjiu asked this question on purpose, Pei Zhe didn't feel ashamed, his face didn't blush and he didn't pant, he hummed and acted like a baby on purpose: "One more thing, rub it more, I like it when you touch me."

Jinling Nine: "..."

It was the first time Jin Jiaojiao met Pei Jiaojiao's kung fu, and he felt like he had met his opponent. He found it novel and also a little inexplicably happy.

"Like me touching you?"

Sensing that Jin Lingjiu's hands tended to go down, Pei Zhe quickly stopped his coquettish attitude: "I like it, I like it so much that I wish I could tell you the graves of the eighteen generations of ancestors."

Jinling Nine: "..."

It doesn't have to be.

The charming atmosphere dissipated, Jin Lingjiu squeezed the soft flesh around his waist angrily: "Don't change the subject, hurry up and finish talking about that wild man so we can go eat."

Pei Zhe was pinched "Hey", and he didn't even bother to refute the wild man, and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, don't pinch, I'll just say it."

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyebrows, and put his palm back on his abdomen. He didn't show it on his face, but he secretly remembered that Pei Zhe's waist was so sensitive.

Xu was afraid of his sudden attack, so Pei Zhe pressed Jin Lingjiu's hand on his abdomen: "After I left Xiaoxiang with Master, I was discovered soon. I didn't want to go home at that time, so I begged Master to take me out for a trip. On the way I met a kid who was about my age, and I kept calling him little brother, and then something bad happened, and we got separated."

He paused, and then added: "I was separated from that little brother, and I was also separated from my master. I almost died there. I was too young at the time, and it probably left a shadow, so I never forgot about it."

Jin Lingjiu heard the evasion in his words, knew what he was unwilling to say about the bad thing, and didn't continue to ask: "Call him brother, do you like him very much?"

Pei Zhe: "... Where did you come to this conclusion?"

Jinling Jiuli said confidently: "You call me 'Brother Jiu', do you call me brother whoever you like?"

Pei Zhe didn't know how to refute. He really liked the title "brother". He liked it when he was a child, and he still likes it now.

Jin Lingjiu got the answer from his silence, and began to feel sour again: "How many people have you called brother?"

He was not a caring person in the past, and when he met Pei Zhe, he couldn't even share a verbal title with others.

Pei Zhe swears to the sky, sincerely: "There are only two of them. When I was young and ignorant, I called them 'little brother' a few times. When I grow up, I have my favorite brother Jiu. This title is never given to me again." over others."

Jin Lingjiu snorted: "Don't call anyone else's brother anymore, you can only have my brother."

Pei Zhe's heart was so soft that he followed Jin Lingjiu's tricks: "In the first place, you were the only brother."

"fraud."

Jin Lingjiu started acting relentlessly again, Pei Zhe knew in his heart that this person was not angry anymore, and he just wanted to coax him.

The two snuggled up on the bed, Pei Zhe turned around and put his arms around Jin Lingjiu's neck: "I'm not a liar."

There was a thin layer of red on Jin Lingjiu's face, probably from anger just now, like the most delicate flower in the peach forest, so attractive that one couldn't help but kiss her.

They had already confided their hearts to each other, and drank a lot of vinegar in the morning, which was particularly appetizing. Pei Zhe was very hungry, so naturally he couldn't bear it, and immediately pressed Jinling Jiu to kiss him: "Xiao Jiuer, close your eyes."

The few kisses were all initiated by Jin Lingjiu. Although Pei Zhe enjoyed it, he was also flustered.

Jin Lingjiu had a good appearance and a good temper, everything was according to his wishes, he wished he could hold her in his arms as soon as possible, and completely blend into one body.

Jin Lingjiu leaned against the head of the bed, supported Pei Zhe's lower back, and let him sit on his lap.

Like a big cat whose fur has been smoothed, he closed his eyelids slightly obediently, allowing Pei Zhe's lips and tongue to invade him, guessing that the time was almost up, he would open his mouth, enclose the tip of Pei Zhe's tongue, slowly sucking and teasing .

This kiss was sticky and tender, with a sense of intimacy that flowed long and thin.

When they separated, both of them were a little emotional.

Pei Zhe rubbed the corners of Jinling Jiuyan's red eyes, licked the corner of his lips, and swallowed the gouged silver thread: "I'm not a liar, the little brother I met is about the same age as you, maybe you are the wild girl." man."

Jin Lingjiu's chest heaved and he gasped violently: "Really?"

Pei Zhe pressed against his forehead, his voice hoarse: "Don't believe me, little brother."

Jin Lingjiu really didn't believe it, but that didn't stop him from teasing Pei Zhe.

He leaned forward with a smile: "So I'm your wild man?"

This posture is too dangerous, Pei Zhe twisted uneasily, trying to get off his lap: "I'm serious, if you think about it carefully, do you think I look very familiar, like you saw me when you were a child?"

Sensing his repulsion, Jin Lingjiu didn't force it, let go of his arms, and wrapped his arms around his shoulders: "Don't think about it."

Pei Zhe was dissatisfied: "Are you so sure?"

"No." Jin Lingjiu pressed his head on his shoulder, "If you and I really met, when you were seven or eight years old, I had a serious illness, and I don't remember what happened around the age of ten. .”

Pei Zhe took a breath, and suddenly clenched his fists: "Really?"

Jin Lingjiu squinted his eyes, and patted him on the back lightly: "Really."

There was a knock on the door, and chattering discussions came in from the door.

The two got off the bed in silence, except for the slightly messy clothes, there was nothing wrong with them at all.

Pei Zhe put on his clothes first, and opened the door: "It's not good to disturb people's dreams early in the morning?"

Mr. Liu looked him up and down, but he didn't find anything unusual, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "Aren't I afraid that something will happen to you?"

Jin Lingjiu walked over slowly: "What happened?"

Mr. Liu got a headache when he saw him, he laughed dryly, and dragged Pei Zhe out.

Pei Zhe didn't react, and was staggered by him: "Slow down!"

Before Mr. Liu could say anything, Jin Lingjiu took great strides to catch up, and pulled Pei Zhe back into his arms: "Mr. Liu has lived in the mountains for a long time, and he has developed some barbaric habits. , You're welcome!"

Mr. Liu: "..."

Mr. Liu knew he was in the wrong, and had no way to refute, so he turned his eyes to Pei Zhe for help: why don't you say something quickly? !

Pei Zhe shrugged: What does it have to do with me?

Mr. Liu: ...

Jin Lingjiu naturally saw the eye contact between the two, and didn't care. He took Pei Zhe out and said, "Didn't you say you were hungry? My brother will take you to eat."

Pei Zhe: "..."

Jin Lingjiu didn't lower his voice, but deliberately bit down on the word "brother".

Mr. Liu froze on the spot as if struck by lightning. Yun Wuyang and the three beside him were not surprised. They had long been used to it along the way, and silently looked away.

It wasn't until he was led out of the yard that Pei Zhe realized it, and said through gritted teeth, "Brother Jiu is so considerate!"

Jinling's nine-eyed smile revealed, "It should."

Pei Zhe: "..."

The food was already prepared, and Pei Zhe devoured it hungrily. He was so hungry that he almost ate Jinling Jiu as a snack when he was on the bed.

Jin Lingjiu used to hate other people's indecent behavior when eating, but now he felt that Pei Zhe was fine with eating like this, so he served him a bowl of soup himself: "Eat slowly, don't choke."

Pei Zhe took two sips and stopped: "Why don't you eat?"

Jinling Jiuhun didn't care: "I don't want to do anything."

Pei Zhe: "???"

Jin Lingjiu propped his chin with one hand: "I'm too jealous, and my hands are sore."

Pei Zheyi said: "Do you still know that you are too jealous?"

This guy almost flooded the nunnery with jealousy in the morning, but now he is willing to admit it.

Jin Lingjiu seemed unable to hear the sarcasm in his words, and nodded seriously: "I've always been self-aware."

Pei Zhe: "...what does it mean that your hands are sore?"

Jin Lingjiu put his hands on the table, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "It means that my hands are sore and I can't hold the chopsticks. I want Pei Lang to feed me."

Pei Zhe was half full after eating, and had already recovered most of his strength, so he was not in a hurry to continue eating, so he looked at Jinling Jiu in his spare time: "What the hell is going on?"

Jin Lingjiu sighed: "I feel a little unbalanced, and I want to make up for it."

Pei Zhe: "Unbalanced?"

There was a slight complaint in Jin Lingjiu's eyes: "In the past few days, I was tricked by you first, and I trekked long distances to come here to take care of you. A lot."

Pei Zheqi smiled: "How about I get sick again?"

Jin Lingjiu frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Pei Zhe opened his mouth to refute, caught his gaze unexpectedly, and silently swallowed all the words that came to his lips.

Jin Lingjiu quickly returned to his normal expression: "I mean, take care of me too, let me feel the feeling of being taken care of."

Pei Zhe didn't know what he was planning, and asked suspiciously, "How do you want me to take care of you?"

Jin Lingjiu smiled gently, and counted on his fingers: "Help me dress, feed me, chat with me to relieve boredom, and put me to sleep. That's all I can think of for now, and I need to add others."

Pei Zhe: "...Are you short of a servant?"

Jin Lingjiu choked: "Pei Lang is really confused or is he pretending to be confused, am I missing a servant? I am obviously missing a wife."

"No!" Pei Zhe patted the table, "You are my wife!"

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyebrows, and pointedly said: "So that's what you came up with."

Pei Zhe smiled: "I didn't expect that either, you and I want to go together."

The two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

Jin Lingjiu played with his chopsticks: "It seems that we really have a good understanding, and we have thought of it together in this regard."

As soon as the words fell, his stomach growled.

Pei Zhegang's tense momentum suddenly dissipated, and he shook his head helplessly: "Are you deliberately making yourself uncomfortable, or are you deliberately making my heart feel bad?"

He picked up the chopsticks and took a piece of snack: "Open your mouth."

A sly smile flashed across Jin Lingjiu's eyes: "Are you compromising?"

Pei Zhe fed the snack to his mouth: "Mrs. Pei, be obedient, don't lose your temper with your husband."

Jinling Nine: "..."

Pei Zhe sat a little closer, and couldn't help laughing: "Think about it for yourself, the one who loses his temper and doesn't eat, is it the wife or the husband?"

Jin Lingjiu's face darkened, and he opened his mouth to bite the pastry: "Anyway, it's you who compromised you, I want to drink soup, you feed me."

Pei Zhe couldn't help laughing, and filled a bowl of soup: "Hey, feed you, not only feed you soup, but also feed you other things in the future, okay?"

Jin Lingjiu: "...Pei Zhe!"

The warm soup was brought to his mouth, Pei Zhe restrained his thoughts of teasing him, and coaxed: "Here, drink quickly, eat well, and take care of your body, I don't want to see you in trouble."

After finishing half a bowl of soup, Jin Lingjiu pursed his lips: "Pei Zhe, can we make a deal?"