I, scum gong, never adore Master

Jiang Ye: "You are right, my wife is as beautiful as a fairy."

After Jun Tong succeeded to the position of city lord, the mansion is not as strictly managed as before. There are not many soldiers in the courtyard, and it is not as cold as before. There are entertainment decorations that are very suitable for young people everywhere.

Jun Tong dragged Jiang Ye for a walk around the yard, and then dragged him up to the tower in the mansion.

The tower of the City Lord's Mansion is very high. Standing on the top floor, not only can you pick the stars with your hands, but you can caress the clouds with your palms. At least you can have a panoramic view of most of Cangwu City.

The tower can overlook the streets of the city, and people on the street can see the tower when they look up.

Jiang Ye was a little worried: "Didn't you escape because you were afraid of being assassinated by Luo Yan? Not many people know about your return, but it is still very dangerous to be so blatant."

Jun Tong lifted his lips and smiled, showing his canine teeth: "It's okay, Mr. Feng Yi said that Luo Yan had left Cangwu City a long time ago, besides... cousin, you know Luo Yan, he is going to kill me, you must protect me right?"

"That's natural."

Jiang Ye was confused: "Why on earth did he want to kill you?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Jun Tong frowned bitterly, and said a little wronged: "How do I know, I don't even know where I offended him. I haven't been out of Cang Hui Island since I left the last time." Wucheng, I want to find you, but Mr. Fengyi won't let me go out."

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows: "So, you reprimanded Wanjin and offered a reward for my body?"

Jun Tong's eyes were wet, tears were about to fall, he looked at Jiang Ye, and said sadly: "I was also at the scene that day, and I saw you lying in the arms of the Immortal Venerable, and I was out of breath, I really thought..."

This cheap cousin is really worried about him...

Jiang Ye's heart softened, he patted his little cousin on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Am I okay? Don't be afraid."

"Ok!"

The little cousin nodded, and while instructing the middle-aged man on the pagoda to cook two bowls of wontons, he invited Jiang Ye to watch the paper kites he personally made.

Leaning lazily on the recliner in front of the railing, Jiang Ye looked at the steaming cauldron of wontons, and wondered in his heart, how much my little cousin likes to eat wontons, and even invited someone to make them for him in the mansion .

"Cousin! Look quickly, is that paper kite good-looking? It's the one I drew with the most care!"

Jun Tong excitedly pointed at the brightly colored paper kites floating in the misty blue sky. I don’t know if it was an illusion. When Jun Tong said the paper kites, the middle-aged man who was cooking wontons with his head buried in silence trembled. The iron spoon he was holding almost fell into the hot pan.

Jiang Ye didn't pay attention to the reactions of others, and looked in the direction Juntong pointed, dozens of paper kites of different shapes and colors were floating in the air, and the breeze moved like beautiful and graceful beauties stepping on the auspicious clouds and twisting their waists gracefully. dance in general.

The color of the one in the middle is particularly beautiful, with green lines outlining the outline, and the bright red paint is between the almost crimson color and the color of lotus root, more like a beautiful red maple burnt on the skin-colored paper.

Under Jun Tong's expectant eyes, Jiang Ye nodded and praised.

The little cousin immediately became excited again: "Cousin wait a minute, there are still many beautiful paper kites in the warehouse, I will let them take them out and put them together, they are very beautiful!"

Jiang Ye was taken aback: "Why are you making so many paper kites?"

Thanks to the large backyard of the City Lord's Mansion, it can accommodate dozens of large and small paper kites, but Jun Tong said that there are many more than these.

Does he usually do nothing but draw paper kites?

Jun Tong served the boiled wontons, handed a bowl to Jiang Ye, sat next to him, took a sip while the middle-aged man was nervously squeezing the iron spoon, and suddenly tears dripped onto the soup. In the bowl, the man cooking wontons was so frightened that his knees gave way, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

Tears hung on Jun Tong's face, but he smiled and waved his hand: "The taste of cooking this time is very good, you go down first."

The middle-aged man felt relieved, and went downstairs as if fleeing.

Juntong said with drooping eyebrows: "When my mother was alive, she often took me to eat the wontons from that store, but since the wonton stall collapsed and killed the stall owner and his little grandson, I never tasted it again. After that taste, I invited the stall owner's son over, but he couldn't cook that taste until today, until just now, I finally tasted the old taste again."

Jiang Ye froze for a moment.

The information seemed a little difficult to digest. The little cousin obviously lacked love. It had nothing to do with the taste of the wonton, but only with the mentality of the person involved.

Jun Tong's eyes were full of tears, but he still smiled and showed his canine teeth and said to Jiang Ye: "Cousin, it's good to have you, I really want you to stay with me all the time."

Jiang Ye: "..."

Is the little cousin treating him as a meal replacement for the deceased mother?

Frightened at night, no no no!Don't want a male mother, help!

He was a little embarrassed. At this time, the servants under the tower had already found all the paper kites. The breeze floated, and beautiful paper kites were floating in the air.

Jiang Ye stared at those paper kites for a while and felt a little disgusted, as if an indescribable pungent smell wafted over.

Jun Tong said: "It has a certain smell. The material and paint of these paper kites are not easy to preserve. They are usually soaked in a special potion, but they are really beautiful, aren't they, cousin?"

"Uh...yes." No matter how much Jiang Ye disliked those paper kites, it was impossible not to give face to his little cousin.

After chatting for a while, Jun Tong said again: "I thought you, cousin..."

Jiang Ye said frankly: "Yes, I have died."

"I'm so sad, that's why I offered a reward of ten thousand gold to find your body, not to mention ten thousand gold, I'm willing to get out of the entire Cangwu City."

Jiang Ye was stunned, his little cousin was really kind to him, but he was a little too willful.

He sighed and said, "Don't do such stupid things in the future. If a person dies, there will only be a corpse left. It's meaningless."

"No!" Jun Tong's eyes were red, and he looked at Jiang Ye excitedly and said, "Why is it meaningless? As long as my cousin's soul is not scattered, I can find a way to make you a corpse, and then use a special The potion to keep the corpse from decaying, so that it can be the same as alive!"

"Uh..." Jiang Ye was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and he couldn't bear to hit his cousin, but his mind was full of: Listen to me, thank you, fortunately I didn't die completely, fortunately you didn't find me Fortunately, I was revived by Master again.

otherwise……

Thinking of being made into a zombie, Jiang Ye felt a chill in his heart.

Looking at the innocent cousin with innocent eyes, Jiang Ye felt a little uncomfortable.

The cousin sitting next to him was very close to him, and he couldn't help but subconsciously moved to the side, subconsciously making subtle movements, but the sensitive Jun Tong had a panoramic view.

He panicked: "Cousin, you... don't you like me doing that? I actually..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"Is it enough to talk about the old days?"

The voice is Lingling, like cold jade, with a hidden sense of oppression.

Jiang Ye turned his head and saw that his master had his hands behind his back, stepped up the tower step by step, walked towards him, and pulled him to stand up, widening the distance between him and Juntong.

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows, and inadvertently revealed the sour taste in his eyes: "Have you finished talking about the secrets that are not enough for outsiders?"

His master said "Yes", hugged him as if no one else was there, and whispered in his ear, "I will take you to the night market in Cangwu City tonight."

Except for the night in the town at the foot of Yunmiao Mountain, when Yun Jian rushed to "catch the adulterer", he has never been with Jiang Ye to enjoy the fireworks in the world. This urgent love is not limited to the fusion of body and soul. Even though Yun Jian doesn't like excitement, if Jiang Ye likes it, he is willing to accompany him.

Juntong's throat choked, and he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you."

Possessiveness is buried deep in my heart like a demon seed, growing in darkness.

Jun Tong really wanted to occupy Jiang Ye by himself, but after spending some time alone, Yun Jian rushed over and snatched his cousin away from him.

There were endless grievances and resentments in his heart, and when he saw Jiang Ye's attachment to Yun Jian, he felt extremely sad.

But what can he do?

The only thing he cares about, the only cousin he cares about, is that he likes Yun Jian, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are full of love, and he keeps letting go, even at the moment Yun Jian appears, Jiang Ye's eyes can no longer tolerate others, let alone see Jun Tong The grievance in the eyes.

As night fell, the lights came on.

The three of them walked together on the shining and bustling long street.

Along the way, there are hawkers yelling at the stalls, dazzling all kinds of worldly gadgets, sugar blowers, dough kneaders, sweet and fragrant baked pastries gushing out of the steamer, everything They are definitely not what Shenyin Peak or Demon Realm should have.

Yun Jian couldn't see the bustle, but he could feel it with his spiritual sense, and he could hear the lively frolic in his ears. He couldn't help feeling relieved for his decision to go shopping with Jiang Ye, but also worried for some unknown reason.

I am delighted that such excitement will bring joy to the night.

Worried about the random flowers gradually becoming charming eyes, I am afraid that after Jiang Ye has seen the prosperity, he will not be able to keep peace of mind with him.

Jiang Ye liked this kind of excitement very much. He was curious about everything, and he would stop and miss it. He was even afraid that his blind master would be bored. Every time he saw something interesting, he racked his brains to describe it to his master.

It was obvious that three people were shopping, but the dazzling market had distracted most of Ye's attention, and the rest was given to his master.

Juntong followed behind limply, unable to be happy no matter what.

In the lively atmosphere of shoulder-to-shoulder, the crowd was full of movement.

Probably because there was some juggling activity in front of him, the crowd rushed in one after another, and Yun Jian put his arms around Jiang Ye's waist and led people into another busy street.

Jiang Ye looked back: "Did we lose my cousin?"

His master said: "No problem, this is his city, are you afraid that he won't be able to find his way home?"

"But……"

"No but." His master skillfully avoided the topic, turned his consciousness slightly, and pointed to the sweet water shop not far away that was not so crowded and where he could sit without queuing: "Are you tired? Do you want something to eat? "

"Oh, that's good!"

Jiang Ye thought the same thing, he and his master went shopping like a young couple, and Jun Tong didn't feel comfortable following behind, just bring him some desserts to coax him when he goes back.

Putting aside his worries, he happily ordered iced plum stuffed plums and warm freshly baked plum cakes with his master.

One mouthful is soft and sticky, two mouthfuls are sweet, and you won’t get tired after eating three or four yuan. The chilled plum brew is particularly refreshing and refreshing. Push him the untouched one.

Jiang Ye happily scooped up a few more spoonfuls, but before he could swallow it, he muttered to his cheeks and said, "Master, don't you want some?"

How can the immortal who drinks the wind and eats the dew be greedy for human food?

But when the porcelain white spoon that Jiang Ye had tasted was handed to his lips, he still held it with his mouth open, tasting the plum soup that Jiang Ye had tasted, feeling the lively atmosphere that Jiang Ye was feeling.

The cold sugar water melted in his mouth, just like the lips of a boy who was eating, it could cool his depression and sweeten his heart.

"Is it delicious? Is it sweet or not?" The boy looked at his master expectantly with wide and round almond eyes.

The thin lips parted slightly, and the smile spread slightly: "Well, it's very sweet."

After eating the sweet pastries, they crowded to the bank of the river with the crowd.

With exclamations, Jiang Ye looked up and watched the beautiful fireworks covering the entire night sky, colorful and dazzling.

The men and women on the shore embrace each other and talk about love. It is hard not to be moved by this atmosphere.

He glanced slightly at his master with his night eyes, and felt that the skin on the waist where his master's palm was pressed was slightly hot. He followed his instinct, quickly stood on tiptoe, and quickly walked on the side that was outlined beautifully by the fireworks. A kiss on the face.

Even though Yun Jian had been intimately close to his good disciple in private, he was still a little dazed by this unexpected kiss.

The hot flow between the chest seemed to soften into sweet sugar water gurgling out.

As the fireworks bloom in clusters, it becomes bright and warm in winter.

He couldn't see it, and Jiang Ye whispered in his ear: "Just now, the fireworks were red, like red dandelions, scattered all over the sky, and the ones over there are also beautiful..."

Turning Ye Ye sideways, his eyes were fixed on the bright red petals blooming on Yun Jian's fair neck.

"The fireworks over there are as beautiful as the red plums next to Master's ears..."

The red plum brand, which has always been a symbol of shame, was called beautiful by Jiang Ye.

Yun Jian no longer rejected the flower imprinted on his skin as before, and even felt that the red plum was not so disgusting because the boy liked it very much.

There are also many vendors with wooden boxes hanging around their necks on the river bank. The boxes are full of beautiful velvet flowers and wrapped flowers, which are very similar to the moment when the fireworks bloom. They sell to young couples one by one. The price and so on, plus the hawker's cleverness and sweet words, many people eat this set.

When the peddler came to Jiang Ye's side, his professional habits made him blurt out sweet words before he saw the person clearly.

"The two were created in heaven, a couple of gods and gods, the lady is as beautiful as a fairy, and the husband is as handsome..." He didn't seem to be doing anything, but when he raised his head, oh my god, this... these are two same-sex Taoist couples?

The peddler froze for a moment, his eyes rolling.

However, the words he is used to are not suitable for the two people in front of him, and his limited cultural knowledge level is not enough to support him to make up some good words to praise others on the spot.

Jiang Ye was not angry, instead he squinted his almond-shaped eyes slightly, his listless thoughts suddenly arose, and he said angrily: "You are right, my lady is as beautiful as a fairy."

Yun Jian: "..."

As he spoke, he threw away a silver ingot in exchange for a beautiful hairpin.

The peddler hesitated and was a little embarrassed: "I can't find it."

Jiang Ye said generously: "You praised my wife, this is a reward, don't look for it."

The peddler thanked him, racked his brains to spit out a lot of "good words", and took out a beautiful embroidered sachet to give to Jiang Ye before leaving.

Yun Jian was still in the midst of the messy congratulations of "I wish you two love and love, stay together for three generations, never leave, and give birth to a precious son..." and did not slow down.

His little apprentice inserted the silver hairpin and red plum into his hair bun very rebelliously.

The white beauty, with a little bit of gorgeous hairpin pinned on it, immediately made Jiang Ye lose his mind and was seduced by him.

Yun Jian reached out to touch the hairpin, but was grabbed by Jiang Ye. The boy was so anxious that he couldn't speak clearly, and said in a daze, "Miss, don't take it off, I... I gave it to you, you look good on it..."

"Uh..." Yun Jian raised his eyebrows, but he was not angry at the rebellious address of the little apprentice: "What? You still want to return the gift?"

Jiang Ye nodded shyly.

Probably because of the surrounding atmosphere, loving couples are giving gifts to each other and telling nasty love words, which makes Jiang Ye feel a faint expectation in his heart, but he also knows that his master doesn't understand these worldly romances, the only way to express love The way to do it is to toss Ye's whole body softly.

Yun Jian held his apprentice's hand, took away the beautiful brocade pouch embroidered with acacia flowers, put his arms through Jiang Ye's waist, opened the brocade pouch behind the young man, and stuffed something into it.

With a dazed expression on Jiang Ye's face, he put the kit into his arms, and his warm voice whispered to his ears: "Don't open it now, and look at it later."

It was mysterious, but it aroused Jiang Ye's curiosity.

He is a young man after all, he can't stand such a seduction, turned Ye Ye to avoid Yun Jian, and quickly opened the kit, when he saw one black and one silver-white long hair entangled together, buried deep in the beautiful kit, Jiang Ye was slightly stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted.

This... This is the hair he left when he saw Yun Jian for the first time after wearing the book.

At that time, the hair of the two people was entangled together, forming a knot that was unbreakable, Jiang Ye finally cruelly pulled out his own hair before running away.

It's just that he didn't expect that these two strands of hair were kept by Yun Jian all the time, and he even wore them close to his body...

Jiang Ye was moved and ashamed at the same time, he threw himself into Yun Jian's arms, wrapped his arms around his master's neck, his breath was within easy reach.

"I like Master's return gift very much, and I want to return another gift."

The young man recklessly pressed his lips against the young man's lips, no different from the loving men and women in this flashy world. The scorching breath flowed in the charming atmosphere of fireworks blooming, and the young man's mouth was still wrapped in sweet fudge. into each other's lips.

When the lips parted, the sweet sugar threads still showed a crystal luster, sticking to each other unceasingly.

Jiang Ye pressed his rapid breathing, his face was full of smiles, dimples bloomed: "Is it sweet? I mean sugar."

Yun Jian's voice became hoarse after being teased, he was neither cold and detached like a noble banished immortal, nor was he as shameless as when he tossed his little apprentice on the couch, unexpectedly... a faint Kind of innocent, it took a long time to spit out a word.

"sweet."

The author says:

Is it sweet?

Saying it's not sweet is going to be a knife!