Don't mess with Bai Yueguang [Quick wear]

Under the silver light, Oman's eyes are particularly deep and charming. She is very clear and clean, just like the clear spring under the moonlight, with her own beauty.

When Yan Yan saw Aman, she had already let go of her guard. She looked at Aman and was not moved by her words. She just pushed away Aman, who was very close, with her hands. She looked away and walked forward in a distant manner.

Aman jumped up and down beside her, looked at her teasingly, making Yan Wei helplessly stop, and asked, "Can you stop staring at me?"

Aman stepped forward and hooked his arm, and said with a smile: "I see what's wrong with you? You hugged me before, do you still want to admit it?"

Ripples appeared in Yan Wei's eyes, because she was so shocked, she couldn't control her expression for a while, but she soon realized that the person Aman was referring to was not her current self, Yan Wei pursed her lips, feeling very annoyed, it was so important She didn't even tell herself about it!

Didn't this guy make an agreement before?Everything that happened that day must be recorded through the water mirror!

She is flustered and confused now. What is flustered is what did her previous self do with Ningman, and what is confused is why didn't her previous self reveal how she got along with Ningman?

They have lived together peacefully for 18 years. Ever since they got the magic weapon of Shui Jing, the two parties agreed to record all the things they experienced that day by Shui Jing.

There hasn't been any mistakes in these years, why did she hide so many things after meeting Ningman?

Aman seemed to have noticed Yan Wei's hesitation, and looked up at her with his eyes up. When he saw Yan Wei's confusion that he didn't put away in time, a bold guess in his heart gradually took shape.

Her apricot eyes were curved, she stood on tiptoe and approached Yan Wei's cheek, blew lightly, and pretended to be ambiguous and said: "Auntie, don't you want to play tricks again? Last time you hugged me and said that I Her waist is very thin and soft."

Yan Wei was even more at a loss, and subconsciously retorted: "How is it possible!" How could she make such inappropriate words and deeds?

Hearing this, Aman let go of her arm and took a few steps back. She stood against the light, making her expression unclear.

Oman was silent, but she wrapped her fingertips around her hair, and the melodious bell rang, creating a sense of oppression at this moment.

She took a deep look at Yan Wei, said nothing, and was about to leave.

The look in Aman's eyes before he left made Yan Wei feel scared, as if the secret he had concealed for many years had been discovered, Yan Wei chased after him without saying a word.

"Let go of me!" O'Man broke free from Yan Wei's palm, and stared at her displeasedly.

Yan Yan put his hands on her shoulders, lowered his voice and asked Oman back, and said in a deep voice, "What did you mean just now?"

"What? I can't understand what you said."

Yan Wei narrowed his eyes slightly, and increased the strength of his fingers. She successfully made Aman frown, but when Yan Yan saw Aman's frown, his heart was also very uncomfortable, as if being held by someone fiercely, which made Yan Wei feel uncomfortable. Unable to continue to be cruel, she quickly withdrew her strength, for fear that she would really hurt Aman.

But what she didn't expect was that because of Yan Wei's own actions, Oman confirmed the guess in his heart.

It is true that Yan Yan did not hurt Oman, but there is still a faint tingling sensation on his shoulder, which makes Oman unable to ignore it.

So Oman's gaze no longer contained warmth, and she replied decisively: "You are not her." Then she pushed Yan Wei away forcefully, and looked at her with a very indifferent look.

That Yan Wei who would tease and take advantage of him would not hurt him. Although the Yan Wei in front of him had the same face as her, she was not her.

This kind of look made Yan Wei stunned, and it became very difficult to say what he wanted to say.

Yan Wei couldn't help but think of Oman's attitude towards her these days, always greeted with a smile, and looked at her with gentle eyes.

So Yan Wei thinks this is Oman's character, some people are slow-tempered, while others are naturally enthusiastic, she doesn't doubt that Oman will treat people differently.

It never occurred to her that the person she treats tenderly is not herself, but another Yan Wei.

Yan Wei subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch Aman, but what she got was her rejection. Yan Wei's eyes suddenly dimmed, and she clumsily wanted to explain, but she couldn't say a word.

She even recognized that she was not that Yan Wei, so what's the point of explaining.

Aman stood quietly not far away, sighed: "I guessed it was right."

Yan Wei no longer continued to pretend, or in other words, facing Oman, who had already identified them, there was no need to pretend.

This time, she took the initiative to approach Aman, her shadow was very long, and it became taller and taller under the silver light. Yan Yan asked lightly: "Are you afraid of me because of this?"

Her voice was a little clear in the night, her eyes were condensed, her face was serious, like the frost of winter, but Oman could see the anxiety in her eyes, she was very fragile, but also strong.

Oman's anger towards her just now dissipated at this moment. Without anger, Oman naturally couldn't be tough. She kicked the stone beside her feet and said, "Why are you afraid, unless you still want to hurt me like before."

Forget it, what do I care about with her, she is a person who doesn't understand style, if I lose my temper with her because of such a trivial matter, wouldn't I be angry to death?

As she thought about it, although she was not angry anymore, she still remembered the grudge and glared at her viciously, so that the two of them were considered even.

The fierce swordsman is not gentle at all, hum, that is, he is magnanimous.

Yan Wei lowered her eyelashes apologetically, looking at the stone that was kicked by Oman, she said, "Sorry, I lost my temper just now."

She was so serious that Oman, who was not angry at all, smiled. Thinking of the tense atmosphere between the two of them just now, she scratched her cheek in embarrassment, glanced at her secretly, and whispered: "You don't have to apologize to me, actually Think about it, if I were you, if someone found out my big secret, let alone pinching her shoulders, I would probably crush her head directly. No, no, I didn't mean to let you pinch my head!"

She hastily hugged her head, leaning her back against the courtyard wall, staring at Yan Wei vigilantly, afraid that Yan Wei would really do what she said.

This mouth of mine really deserves to be slapped!If you can't speak, don't speak!Isn't it okay to find something to do for yourself?

She shrinks her head, her appearance is funny, but she is also very cute. The small bells hanging from her braids jingled, breaking the stalemate between the two of them, and Yan Wei couldn't help covering his lips with a smile. The frost that melted between the brows, like a flower blooming in spring, fully showed the beauty of her beauty.

Her smile is reserved, although it is not a cheerful smile, but this appearance of Yan Wei is really beautiful.

Aman was a little dazed, her eyes couldn't hide her astonishment. Seeing Yan Wei's smile, she murmured: "You smile very beautifully, you should smile more."

Yan Wei raised the corners of her lips, approached her silently, and said, "In 18 years, you are the first person to discover my secret, Ning Man, do you think I'm a weirdo?"

She shook her head and said: "No, the world is so big, there are so many wonders, you are not a special case, do you understand what I mean? Otherwise, why would I have guessed your secret."

"Have you ever met someone like me before?" Yan Wei couldn't help asking curiously.

Aman pointed to his head, and said with a smile: "Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, the more you read, the more you understand."

How could Yan Yan fail to hear her joke, sighed and said, "I have searched the Yan family's library, but I didn't find any way to save it. From which book did you read it?"

Aman furrowed her eyebrows tightly. It really wasn't that she was deliberately teasing Yan Wei's appetite. In fact, she couldn't even remember where she read the book. Her expression had already given Yan Wei the answer, and she pressed the center of her eyebrows. , said helplessly: "It doesn't matter, I'm used to it. It seems that if I want to become like ordinary people, I'm afraid it's my extravagant wish."

"You mean, you want to merge?"

Aman's question made Yan Wei ponder for a moment, and finally she nodded slowly, saying: "Yes, we want to merge. It's not just me, it's her idea too."

Seeing the brighter moonlight, Yan Wei also knew that this is not a place to talk, so he whispered to Oman, "I'm offended." After speaking, he hugged Oman by the waist, and left the place quickly with Oman.

Her movements were a little stiff, and it could be seen that this was the first time she was holding someone in her arms. Oman was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe, so he had to adjust his posture silently.

It has to be said that the two of them are somewhat similar, they both like to hug themselves and run around, for fear that others will not know that she is a strong swordsman.

"By the way, where are you taking me?"

"Bamboo House."

Aman raised the corners of his mouth, and said that the two of them had portraits, but he didn't expect that the place he took himself to was also the same place.

She raised her eyes to look at Yan Wei's side face, her thin lips were slightly pursed, creating an illusion that the corners of her lips were raised.It wasn't until the white jade-like skin showed a faint crimson color, that Aman withdrew his gaze and held back his smile.

Soon, the two came to the bamboo building. Seeing that Oman was not surprised when he saw this bamboo building, Yan Wei guessed that she must have been here before.

It's no wonder that Ningman found something wrong with her, not because she didn't cover it up well enough, but because she exposed it on purpose.It seems that Ningman is really important to her, so important that she is willing to let Ningman know about this bamboo building.

Yan Wei looked around at the bamboo building, which contained childhood memories and was the only thing he cared about in Yan's house.

"sit down."

Yan Yan sat opposite to Aman. She sat upright, was silent for a while, and said slowly: "The two of us always show up every other day. Today you see me, and tomorrow you see her. I am good at With a sword, and she is a talisman, since she appeared a little later than mine, so Yan Wei's external temperament is shaped and decided by me."

There was not much emotion on her face, but her eyes told Oman that she was sad, and Oman felt very uncomfortable with her appearance.

Oman is used to Yan Wei who is cold and quiet, and also Yan Wei who is gentle and smiley, so when seeing her like this, Oman's heart is also depressed, as if a big stone is crushed.

The bamboo leaves outside the bamboo building made noises, bringing a bit of excitement, Aman looked at the empty table, she simply took out melon seeds from the storage bag, and asked with a smile: "Auntie, do you mind if I eat some melon seeds? "

Up to now, Yan Wei has long regarded her as one of his own, perhaps because she discovered the secret for many years, or maybe because she did not show any clues, so Yan Wei's attitude towards her has changed.

In fact, Yan Wei had paid attention to Aman a long time ago. From the time he took the medicine that night, when the two met, the fate had already begun.

It's just that she didn't notice it.

"You took it out, I can't let you take it back."

"Hey, are you eating?"

Yan Yan laughed, she was originally in a heavy mood, but when she saw Aman's appearance, she suddenly felt that she had nothing to fear, the only person who knew her was not afraid of herself, so what did she have to worry about?

Don't bother me anymore, I thought that Ningman would be afraid of herself, but now she is happily knocking on melon seeds, and nothing happened in her imagination, so does it mean that her strange disease will not be recognized by others at all? People regard it as a monster?

Yan Wei curled her lips, and she took out the spiritual fruit from the storage bag, put it in Oman's hand, and said, "Eat it, listen to me."

Aman looked at the spiritual fruit she had eaten before, and then at Yan Wei's eyes, she finally understood why the two of them were willing to merge.

She still remembers the book she read before, which recorded twin soul disease, which means that there are two souls in one body, each of them does not recognize the other, and thinks that they have individual consciousness, but at the same time they rely on the help of the same body. Just in a shell.

They behaved differently too, without any similarities, so they refused to merge.

And integration means that they no longer have a personal consciousness and will become a person.

But Yan Wei is different from them. Although they have hot and cold personalities, they recognize each other. Not only that, they are also similar, and their behavior and behavior all carry each other's habits.

Aman can't help but doubt, is a situation like Yan Wei really a twin soul disease?

I only heard Yan Yan then said: "She once told me that she has been having a dream all the time. She can't remember the story in that dream. She only remembers that there is a woman in the dream. It seems that the woman has been looking for her. On the contrary , I've never had such a dream."

Aman asked silently: "Then why are you two willing to merge together?"

Yan Wei explained: "She said that she doesn't belong here, and that she will leave after she meets that woman. I don't understand, and I don't understand."

As soon as this remark came out, Oman thought of Yan Wei's previous sentence. After Yan Wei woke up that time, she said such a thing. Did she really dream of herself?Could it be that she was not lying to herself, but really dreamed?

But why would she have such a dream?

And she is just a soul body that depends on the reader's will to survive, and it depends on the reader to come to this world, so how could she dream of it?

Oman felt dizzy in his head, these things are really incredible.

Yan Wei rubbed his temples and said, "You can ask about other things tomorrow."

She had finished what she was supposed to say. Aman patted the melon seeds on his hands, got up and sat beside Yan Wei, and said, "Okay, then I will ask her tomorrow. But there is one more thing I need to tell you. "

She looked sideways, her eyes were restrained and gentle, "Huh?"

Aman moved the tip of his delicate nose, sniffing her body, "Did you eat anything at Yan Qinglian's?"

In the past two days, Oman could always smell a stench in the air. When she asked the maids, all she got was shaking their heads. Oman knew that only alchemists could smell this smell.

Some elixir can be identified by its smell, and generally those with a fishy smell are mostly harmful.

So Oman has been searching for the source. Until tonight, the smell became stronger and stronger, and Oman finally found out where it came from.

At first, Oman also suspected that it was Yan Qinglian's work, but her yard had no smell at all. If it wasn't for the strong smell tonight, Oman would definitely be deceived by Yan Qinglian's methods.

She was very close to Yan Wei, which made Yan Wei smell the fragrance of Oman's body more clearly. She turned her head embarrassingly, licked her dry lips, and said, "I haven't eaten anything."

She knew that Yan Qinglian was someone Aman suspected, so she paid extra attention to her these days, but there was nothing wrong with her.

"It shouldn't be! You turn around and look at me carefully." Oman held her cheeks in both hands, and turned her face away at once, and the two looked at each other.

Aman curled his lips in disgust, wondering: "Have you really never eaten anything Yan Qinglian handed you?"

She swept down from Aman's eyebrows, her straight nose, ruddy lips, and the slightly exposed tip of her tongue, all of which made the tense Yan Yan clenched his hands on his knees.

Yan Wei leaned back and said unnaturally: "I drank a cup of tea today."

Oman laughed angrily at her words, couldn't help but patted her cheek lightly, and made a clear voice, "Isn't that right! You just said that you didn't eat, are you stupid?"

It was only because Yan Yan's skin was too tender, and the cheeks that Aman had just patted left a patch of carmine. Only then did Aman realize what she had done just now, and she smiled awkwardly and said, "Auntie, don't be angry, I'll blow it to you, it will be fine soon."

She is not cowardly, this is called being able to bend and stretch. Of course, she will bow her head in front of the value of force. Who knows whether Yan Wei will directly draw the Yuhan sword to punish herself later.

But Aman didn't know that the reason why Yan Wei did what he did just now was entirely because of her, so Yan Wei's mind was in a mess, how could he remember what he drank and what he ate.

No one has ever been so close to her, Aman is the first.

Not only that, but Aman was also the first person to make her flustered so much.

"Huh? Why is it getting more and more red?"

Yan Wei stood up in embarrassment, fled to a place far away from Aman, and said, "Is there something wrong with the tea I drank?"

Oman pouted, what's the matter with this man, does he hate himself so much!She put her hands in her arms and said angrily: "You've already drank it into your stomach, how can I know what's wrong? Anyway, the tea I gave you is not a good tea. Come here, I'll give you Take your pulse."

"Ah."

Aman put his fingertips on her wrist, and closed his eyes quietly, so Aman didn't know that Yan Yan was watching her all the time.

After a while, she sneered, and said to Yan Wei: "I have long said that your good niece is a beast, and now you have to believe it if you don't believe it."

"What is it?"

"San Ling Pill, as the name suggests, disperses the elixir of your cultivation, but it only lasts for one day. The tea you drink is just an introduction, and it may turn you into an ordinary mortal tomorrow."

Aman thought about his storage bag, and he was missing a spirit herb, so he asked the silent Yan Wei.

"I have."

Oman smacked his lips and said enviously, "It's nice to be rich."

She put the spirit grass in her hand, took out a quaint alchemy furnace, hugged it in her arms, and said with nuzzled lips: "Wait for me for half an hour."

"Ningman, thank you."

She snorted softly, raised her eyes and said, "Who made us friends?"

Yan Wei thought about what she said just now, and a smile appeared on her face involuntarily. She knew that an alchemist needed a quiet environment when making alchemy, so she retreated carefully, sat cross-legged at the door, and meditated, guarding Oman inside. .

Oman pinched a formula, and the spiritual fire came out from the palm of his hand. The scarlet flame had a golden glow, and the broken hair on her sideburns was blown, her eyes were bright and energetic, and the flame reflected her cheeks. The momentum of the whole person has undergone a sharp change.

She has a secret that no one tells.

That was once, she had spiritual roots.

After a long time, Yan Wei, who was meditating outside the door, heard the sound of the door being opened. Before she could raise her head, she saw Aman bent down, shook the porcelain bottle and handed it to Yan Wei.

"The pill is ready, it depends on when you want to take it."

Her jet-black hair brushed across Yan Wei's face gently, causing Yan Wei to lose his mind all of a sudden.

Yan Wei explained: "I want to wait for her to take it before taking it, and see what she wants to do."

Aman put his hands behind his back and smiled brightly, "Okay, but you have to be careful in everything, Yan Qinglian is not a simple person."

Her concern made Yan Wei clenched the porcelain bottle tightly, and the irresistible curvature of her mouth made her beautiful and charming.

However, the words that came immediately made Yan Wei fall to the bottom in an instant.

Aman said: "She is willing to deal with Yan Qinglian, what about you, are you willing?"

Yan Wei stood up with the help of the Yuhan sword, approached Aman, and said in a deep voice: "I am her, and she is also me, why can she do it, but I can't?"

"That might not be the case."

Yan Wei frowned, and said in disapproval: "Why? Am I going to let Qinglian do whatever she wants?"

Aman puffed his cheeks, and said in a strange way: "You practice sword with her tonight, much later than usual. I thought you two were inseparable, and you were reluctant to leave her yard."

She knew that Yan Qinglian had bad intentions towards Yan Wei, so she was always in fear, for fear that she would be invaded/occupied by Yan Qinglian when she entered the courtyard. She really wanted to stop Yan Wei, but she couldn't find any excuse, so she had to watch every night. Waiting for her on the side.

Yan Wei could hear her awkwardness and concern, and thinking that the person staring at her these days was Aman, Yan Wei's cold expression suddenly softened.

"I'm not reluctant, I wasted hours because of drinking tea."

"Yan Qinglian, it's not as important as you."

Oman's eyes were full of surprise and surprise, and his watery eyes looked straight at her.

Who said that people who don't understand style can't speak well?

It is clear that she is very good at it.

Yan Yan forced himself not to be shy, put the porcelain bottle in the storage bag, stretched out his hand towards Aman, and said, "I'll take you back."

Aman threw herself into her arms joyfully, and when Yan Yan Yujian was flying, she suddenly realized that she could step on the sword without being held by her.

She narrowed her almond eyes dangerously, this Yan Wei, no matter who it is, is a pervert, necrotic.

"I want Yu Jian."

"No, that's dangerous."

Aman looked at her suspiciously, "It's really just this reason, not anything else?"

Yan Wei tensed the corner of his jaw, and responded with a deep voice.

"Okay then, I'll take your word for it for now."

Under the ginkgo tree, Amao heard the sound and flicked his tail vigilantly, but seeing that it was Yan Wei and Aman, he relaxed and continued to sleep.

The Yuhan sword was hanging in the air, she put down Oman in her arms, let her step on the sword, and still held Oman's waist with one hand, fearing that she would lose her footing and fall, but through the thin fabric , could feel the unimaginable softness, and Yan Wei's eyes became deeper and more restrained.

"Go back."

"See you tomorrow then."

Yan Yan couldn't help being jealous of her tomorrow, but in front of Aman, she didn't dare to show any strangeness.

"it is good."

She walked with the sword, and her fingers were still reminiscing about the previous touch.

No wonder the other self said her waist was thin and soft, and it was.

It's just a pity that I won't see her tomorrow.

The author has something to say:

Oman: I lied to you, do you really believe it?To say that you are a pervert is really not wronging you at all.

Yan Wei: I eat my own jealousy 1/1, it has been achieved.

Let's just say, what is this called, this is called double happiness.

Did you get the answer right? Today is a game of swords, hehe.