Fishing succubus is good at raising fish

Shen Shaotang had been sitting in front of the bed all afternoon, Qiu Yan didn't let go at all, and used soft words to keep him.

"Ayan, it's getting late..." Shen Shaotang unconsciously withdrew his hand.

The smile on Qiu Yan's face froze, she suddenly turned her face away, and put her fist against her lips: "Ahem..."

"Ge Yan, are you tired of me? That's right, I'm a burden everywhere I am now." His expression was gloomy, his lips were white, like a terminally ill person saying his last words.

"..." Shen Shaotang choked for a moment, and couldn't help feeling a little soft-hearted.Now that Qiu Yan is still sick in bed, if he speaks a little harder, he might be able to "piss off" people.

However, no matter what they say, there is a layer of "relationship" on it, and it is necessary to avoid suspicion at ordinary times.

"I'm a little hungry too, how about coming to see you tomorrow morning?" He found a step and went down.

But Qiu Yan turned a blind eye, propping the edge of the bed with both hands, turned to call Suxue.

Then, he smiled gently at Shen Shaotang: "It's just right, you can leave after dinner."

Just at this moment, a sullen voice sounded from outside the door.

"Yan'er, don't open the door yet!" The old lady raised her voice and said.

Then, the door was pushed open, and people outside saw the situation inside at a glance, and everyone's expressions changed.

Qiu Yan's upper body leaned forward, intending to find a servant, and then turned to speak to Shen Shaotang. From another angle, it seemed that the two had kissed.

They turned their heads at the same time and saw the old lady's face full of anger. Shen Shaotang was not afraid of the shadow swaying, and his expression was quite calm, but Qiu Yan's eyes flashed a trace of panic.

"Mom, you misunderstood, listen to my explanation..."

Shen Shaotang was afraid that his description would get darker, so he said first: "Mother, Ah Yan has not recovered from his illness yet, I don't worry about letting others do it, so I came here to take care of him and talk about some interesting things that happened recently to relieve my boredom."

He glanced at Qiu Yan, who consciously shut up.

The old lady's complexion still didn't improve, "Yan'er is going to marry a wife in the future, people say it's scary... You should always avoid suspicion."

The smile in Shen Shaotang's eyes also faded, "Mother don't worry about me, I won't come here in the future."

He looked too open to be suspicious.

The old lady looked at them, not talking.She always felt a little strange, not only these two people, but also her own emotions, it seemed that there was a voice just now, which kept provoking her anger.

Those rumors are like executioners, who can cut people's hearts dripping with blood.

……

The old lady went back, and the matter came to an end.

However, when Shen Shaotang was about to go out, Qiu Yan was still reluctant to part and watched him go from the window.

In the dead of night, Qiu Yan was sleeping soundly in the room, maybe having a nightmare, he frowned, and slept on his side uncomfortably.

Suddenly, in the cold moonlight in front of the bed, a slender shadow "grows" out, the outline of the shadow is very resembling a person, his cold eyes glanced at Qiu Yan like a knife.

Then, he put a letter on the table and disappeared.

In the middle of the night, Shen Shaotang was woken up by Qiu Yan, he pushed open the door and looked at him puzzled.

"I didn't expect you to be the same as me..." Qiu Yan was a little embarrassed, lowering her eyes shyly, as if she didn't dare to look him in the eye.

"?" Shen Shaotang was even more confused.

"Come with me, I'll take you to a place."

After all, Qiu Yan thought that he was nervous, so she bravely pulled his wrist and walked in a certain direction at a faster speed.

He had great strength, and Shen Shaotang struggled very hard, "You...where are you taking me?"

Qiu Yan heard the "expectation" in his voice, and her tone was full of joy: "You will know later."

Since you and I have the same mind, why care about other people's opinions?

"Qiu Yan, you're crazy!" Shen Shaotang struggled to break free, his expression tinged with anger.

Standing under the plane tree, Qiu Yan was at a loss for what to do with the other party's anger. At this moment, the night wind also blew away some of the excitement in his heart. He took out the letter and asked hurtfully:

"Obviously you asked me out, and you said..." You want to go far away with him.

"..." Shen Shaotang just looked at him indifferently.

At this moment, domestic servants rushed up from all directions with sticks and surrounded them.

"Presumptuous, do you know what you are doing!" The old lady rushed over angrily, holding another letter in her hand.

The next day, Qiu Yan was tied up and sent to the Qiu Family Ancestral Hall.

……

Dim candlelight and white curtains, there are many spiritual tablets enshrined in the center, and the cold wind seems to penetrate everywhere, making the whole ancestral hall even more gloomy.

This is the clan ancestral hall of the Qiu family. If there is no major event, it will not be opened to the outside.

At this time, the old lady and several uncles were at the banquet. They were sitting on thick dark red wooden chairs, each of them had a serious and rigid expression on their faces.

When they were brought here, Qiu Yan felt a pain in his knee and was forced to kneel down.

"You rebellious son, raise your head and take a good look here, in front of your uncle... and your elder brother, answer honestly!" The old lady stared at him with cloudy eyes, and said with hatred.

Qiu Yan's senses were still a little numb, he slowly raised his head, and looked at the densely packed wooden signs, each with long or short words, as if a spell oppressed his heart.

He has been here three times, the first time was when his father died of illness when he was six years old, the second time was when his elder brother died unexpectedly, and today is the third time.

Heh... This little thing can trap so many souls.

"Qiu Yan, Uncle will ask you again, and you will be safe and sound if you tell the truth." An older man with a mustache said:

"Where did you want to take him last night?" He pointed to Shen Shaotang.

Shen Shaotang looked at Qiu Yan and sweated for him.

"Take him out of here." Qiu Yan lowered his head, his voice was very soft and erratic.

"Why did you take him away?" The man with the mustache leaned forward, with one hand resting on the armrest, his eyes narrowed, and a sharp light burst out.

"..." Qiu Yan's hand hanging by his side gradually clenched into a fist, trembling slightly.

"I like him."

As soon as the words fell, the quiet needle drop could be heard in the ancestral hall.

From this point of view, as the only male in the family, Qiu Yan not only has other thoughts about his eldest brother's "wife", but also plans to take her away.

This kind of thing almost subverts the conservative concept of everyone. It seems to violate ethics and morality and is completely deviant. How can it be tolerated by the world?

For a moment, there was silence during the banquet, and none of them recovered from the shock.

With a "slap", Qiu Yan's head was tilted, and a slap was clearly visible on his face.

The old lady was furious, "Sinister! I shouldn't have given birth to you!"

"Come here, the patriarchal clan will serve you!"

"mother……"

Before Shen Shaotang could plead for mercy, the uncle next to him pulled him and motioned him to silence.

Someone brought up a plate and a thick whip.

The old lady picked up the whip and slapped Qiu Yan heavily. The whip was made of a special material, and the pain on the flesh was comparable to that of Ling Chi.

Qiu Yan forcefully resisted the first whip, the veins on his fist were bulging, and blood was already bleeding from his lower lip.

"How can you be sorry for your elder brother!"

"..."

"If He'er finds out about it, how can he rest in peace?"

"..."

"If you don't repent and go your own way, you will have nothing to do with the Qiu family from now on!"

Qiu Yan's neck was flushed purple, and his nerves were on the verge of collapse. Big beads of sweat fell from his forehead, but he just pressed his lips tightly until he couldn't bear it any longer. His body became unsteady and fell to the ground, spitting out blood with a wow .

The whip didn't fall anymore, and his vision gradually blurred. He wanted to look for the figure of the man, but he could only see the black spiritual tablet.

On it was his eldest brother's name.

Suddenly, he saw a black shadow appearing in front of the spirit card.

"If you mess around, I'll make you give up." A cold voice rang in his ears.

Then, the black shadow turned into a wisp of green smoke and got into the spirit card.

Qiu Yan's eyes widened, looking at the empty tablet, she murmured to herself in horror: "Brother..."

He looked a little delirious, and if everyone understood and continued the fight, Qiu Yan might die.

The old lady was furious, as if she wanted to sever relations with Qiu Yan, no one dared to step forward to stop her.

In this room, Shen Shaotang looked at the door from time to time.

He had just seen that something was wrong, and he had asked Jinqiu to find the old man of the Yuan family. The old man had a close friendship with the old lady when he was young, and now he is the only one who can talk.

However, to Shen Shaotang's surprise, Jinqiu not only failed to find Mr. Yuan, but even brought back an explosive news.

People gathered at the gate of the ancestral hall at some point, most of them were neighbors in the same neighborhood, and they heard the news and came to watch the excitement.

Shen Shaotang clenched the hem of his clothes with his fingers, and when he was in a state of anxiety, he heard someone barge in at the door, it seemed to be Jinqiu.

No one followed Jinqiu, and he didn't even look at him when he came in.

"Old madam... Eldest young master...he's back!"

"..." Shen Shaotang suspected that he had heard wrong.

I saw Jinqiu, who has always been prudent, ran in from the door and knelt in front of the old lady with an anxious expression.

"Who did you say came back?" The whip was still bleeding, and the old lady turned her head in astonishment.

"It's Master He, he came back alive!"

The old lady frowned in displeasure, "Jinqiu, what are you talking nonsense, He'er already..."

Qiu Yan, who was covered in welts, moved her lips, and couldn't hide her shock at this moment. This... is absolutely impossible...

I only heard the bustling outside the door, filled with various voices of surprise and greetings, as if something major had happened and the chaos had turned into a mess.

Shen Shaotang couldn't believe it, how could this be possible?resurrection...

A slender man walked in from outside the door. He was wearing a black gown with dark cloud patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs.

The man glanced around the room, and paused for a while on Shen Shaotang, with a wicked smile on his lips.

"During the time I was not at home, such a big change has taken place." His voice fell on Shen Shaotang's ears like broken jade, but it was somewhat familiar.

Looking at the hand extended by the other party, Shen Shaotang was stunned for a while, the slender and beautiful fingers were as perfect as carefully carved by God.

This man feels very dangerous to him, but he looks a lot like Yin Yuye... In short, it is absolutely impossible to be his "husband".

In the eyes of the man, apart from the depth of love like the sea, there are also obscure feelings that he can't see clearly, and he said softly:

"Give me your hand."

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The author has something to say:

The boss of the Qiu family was reincarnated a long time ago, this is Yin Yuye's disguise qwq