Senior Brother, the medicine cannot be stopped!

Shui Xin feels that his bigu technique has made rapid progress recently.

He used to be so hungry when he was near the house that he had to slip out of bed to get something to eat from the kitchen stove, and sometimes he had to wake up the water so that he could make himself some hot noodles.

But in the last two days, maybe it started the day before yesterday. Shui Xin felt like throwing up when he saw everything, even if Shui Jian made egg noodles with chopped green onion, which he used to be the best, he couldn't help it. Live disgusting.

"Do you feel this way?" Shui Xin asked Shui Jian.

Shui Jian looked at him, with an indescribably strange brilliance in his eyes, which made him a little embarrassed.

"No." Shui Jian replied, holding his hand.

Shui Xin coughed: "It seems that you are not diligent enough in cultivation."

Shui gradually nodded: "We will have less sex/house/things in the future."

Shui Xin let out a "hmm", and then felt strange: "Why? What does this have to do with that matter? Aren't we dual cultivation to make our skills more refined?"

Shui gradually stared at him, with a look of joy on his face: "I want to tell you something."

Shui Xin was puzzled: "Have you got it?"

The water gradually choked on him.

Shui Xin laughed loudly, slapped his thighs straight, smelled the smell of green onion after laughing, couldn't help but vomited again: "No, I don't know if you are pregnant or not, I seem to be pregnant, I I have to go to the latrine!" After speaking, he unfolded his lightness kung fu and disappeared with a whoosh.

Shui Jian: "..."

That night, Shui Xin was lying on the head of the bed with his feet up, holding a book in his hand.

Shui gradually cleaned up the flowers and plants in the yard, and came in with his hands behind his back (←someone who entered the old age ahead of time). Seeing Shui Xin's comfortable appearance, he knew that he was much better, so he felt relieved.

Sooner or later we have to talk about the small pill, and it is better to say it sooner than later.

Shui Jian already had the consciousness of being bitten by Shui Xin after he finished speaking.

While meditating, he came to the bed, Shui gradually lit up the candle, thought for a while, and looked at Shui Xin.

But the person on the bed was turned sideways, with the obscene clothes hanging loosely on his shoulders, revealing a smooth back of the neck.Holding the book in his hand, he looked at it quietly, with a very beautiful profile.The only thing that is a little discordant is the trembling feet...

"What book are you reading?" Shui Jian asked with a smile. He was also a little curious. Shui Xin was the most impatient to read. He was able to fall asleep halfway through the peerless martial art "Heavenly Demon Art", which is enough proof.

Shui Xin smiled "hehe", turned over, and threw the book to Shui Jian: "Of course it's a good book."

Shui Jian looked down, there were not many words in the book, it was full of big pictures, and most of them were fruit men entangled in twos and threes, it was very unsightly.

Shui gradually frowned: "Where did this come from? Who gave it to you?"

Huanhuatian's small house is surrounded by hundreds of miles and there is no one inhabited, and the medical fairy has not come recently, so it can only be...

"I got it from the Hongfen Building. By the way, the Hongfen Building will have an oiran election in two days. Both men and women can participate. Let's go and have a look!"

Shui Jian: "..."

Shui Xin grabbed his belt.

Shui Jian: "?"

The two went up and down, their eyes met, and the candlelight on one side cast an ambiguous color.

……

Shui Jian always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something important.

On the day of the election of the oiran, Shui Xin packed his bags early and walked out energetically.

"What are you doing with so many clothes?" Shui gradually frowned, his face was covered with a thick layer of disguise, and it became difficult to habitually frown.

Shui Xin looked at him with a smile, both of them were pretending to be ordinary-looking passers-by, but Shui Jian's dignified and upright temperament couldn't be washed away, no matter how ridiculous he looked with that square face that was obviously strong and laborious .

"Come back to sleep at night, don't sleep there." Shui Jian continued to babble, "After all, the bedding there is not as clean as at home, and the food, clothing and daily life are not very reassuring."

Shui Xin stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes, the back of his hand inadvertently touched his neck, and the water gradually stopped.

"It's really impossible to bring a pair of quilts by yourself." Shui Jian said.

Shui Xin smiled "hehe" and said, "Don't worry, the little raccoon cleaned up the cleanest house for us, not to mention that the girls in the building are all performers now, and only those who are voluntary will sell themselves. And the girls are not afraid, you are an old man who cultivates immortals What are you afraid of?"

Shui gradually sighed: "I'm afraid of becoming an old man."

Shui Xin smiled: "Not old, not old, you are not old at all. It's just that you are not very good at that."

Shui Jian: "..." That's not because of the tricks!It's a pity he can't say it!Wait, it seems that he should reveal some news step by step, right?

Outside the Hongfen Building, the willows are swaying, and the blue waves flow under the white marble bridge, creating a scene full of spring.

Inside the building, in the VIP box facing the high platform, Shui Xin was lazily lying on the soft couch, his morning energy was gone.

Just because he just threw up again.

"If I knew the technique of bigu is so troublesome, I might as well not practice it." Shui Xin complained.

"Shui Xin, I have something to tell you." A trace of guilt flashed in Shui Jian's eyes, he straightened his voice, and said solemnly.

Just at this time, the sound of silk and bamboo sounded, and Shui Xin sat up excitedly: "Come here, let's start!"

So Shui gradually lost the opportunity to speak again.

As if deliberately against him, the selection of the oiran was very exciting. The talented kabuki and dancers seemed to gather in the red pink building, and the dignitaries, dignitaries, scholars and celebrities downstairs came and went like flowing water. , Even during the intermission of the performance, the treasures presented by those guests are dizzying.

And so on until night.

Shui Xin lacked energy, and he became drowsy before the end of the day, his head hung by Shui Jian's shoulders, and the water gradually gathered his waist, making him lie in his arms and doze off until the little raccoon came to call them for supper.

Shui gradually asks Xiaoli to bring the supper to the house, then wakes up Shui Xin, and goes back to sleep.

After serving Shui Xin comfortably, he slumped on the bed, Shui Jian cleared his throat, and planned to confess to Shui Xin.

"I have something very important to tell you." Shui gradually held Shui Xin's hand, staring at him with dark eyes.

"Ah? Tell me." Seeing his seriousness, Shui Xin also sat up straight.

"The Immortal Doctor came here before, and I asked him for a medicine..."

"Ouch—" Shui Xin immediately pulled out his hand, covered his mouth, and pushed Shui Jian, "Quick...uh...toilet!"

The door of the room slammed open, and the water gradually helped Shui Xin out.

Xiaoli was standing by the door, startled, and watched the two of them walking towards the corridor in surprise.

"Master..." Looking at Shui Xin's back and his strange movements, Xiaoli suddenly thought of something, "Xiaohong, Yumei, go and call a doctor."

"This is..." With a surprised expression on his face, the doctor pushed the crystal lens, stared carefully at the square-faced man on the bed, and shook his half-bald head in confusion, "It shouldn't be, why? meeting……"

The little raccoon hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

Shui Xin lay on the bed, stretched out an arm, and took the doctor's pulse. His face was tired, and he lost the spirit of laughing and joking in the daytime, and said, "Doctor, just speak directly."

The doctor pondered for a moment, then said: "This is the pulse of joy, this... uncle is happy."

Despite an effort to use the proper title, the phrase was surprisingly absurd when uttered.

Xiaoli exclaimed and looked at Shuixin: "Master, this, this, this..."

Shui Xin didn't react too much, just nodded to the doctor: "Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

The doctor shook his head worryingly: "This old man has never seen such a situation. Pregnant as a man is probably not a good omen."

The little raccoon became unhappy: "Doctor, I called you here to see a doctor, not to look at Feng Shui. Can you give some useful suggestions?"

The doctor sighed, and told Shui Xin a few words, such as not to be overjoyed or sad, not to eat too much salt, not to drink alcohol, etc. He suddenly remembered: "By the way, the old man knows that there is a miracle doctor, so he lives in seclusion outside the city. How about Are you going to beg him?"

Shui Xin asked, "Who?"

The doctor said: "The medical fairy has not been out of the mountain for a long time. The place where he lives is called Huanhuatian."

Shui Xin nodded: "Thank you, I see."

After the doctor left, about half a stick of incense, the icy water gradually came back, he took out from his arms a bright lotus flower picked from the snow mountain and handed it to the little raccoon, saying: "Little raccoon girl, please use this Make a bowl of porridge, Shui Xin is greedy, just now I can’t sleep if I don’t eat.”

The little raccoon was startled, and looked at the bed: "Master, then I'm going to cook the porridge."

Shui Xin let out a "huh", eyes still closed.

After Xiaoli left, Shui gradually steamed his coat dry with internal force, and came to the bedside. He was about to mention the pills, but found that Shuixin was breathing evenly and had fallen asleep.

"Didn't it mean that if you don't eat, you can't sleep?" Shui Jian couldn't help thinking.

The next morning, before dawn, Shui Xin woke up.

He pushed Shui Jian's arm away, sat up, and put on his clothes.

Shui Jian didn't fall asleep much at first, frowned, opened his eyes, and saw Shui Xin's back dimly.

"...Why so early?" Shui gradually propped himself up, leaned close to Shui Xin's back, rested his chin on his shoulder, wrapped his arms around his waist, and kissed behind his ear.

Shui Xin had a sullen face, and tried hard to put the shoes on his feet.

"Why don't you talk?" Shui gradually noticed something strange.

"There's nothing to say," Shui Xin kicked hard, and when the shoe was torn, he realized that he was putting the shoe on his left foot on his right foot, "I'm in trouble!"

"You know?" Shui gradually turned his fist into a palm, and gently covered Shui Xin's abdomen.

Shui Xin only felt that his body was warm under his caress/touch, so he immediately grabbed his unruly hand and shook it off.

"Don't worry, you don't have to worry about anything. I have already discussed with the Immortal Doctor. He will deliver the baby. There will be no danger. Just tell me what you want to eat and what you want to do." Shui Jian's voice was very gentle.

Shui Xin shook his shoulders, his face was still filled with grievance and anger, he turned his head, and said to Shui Jian fiercely: "I want to eat you! I want to fuck you! How dare you not tell me about such a big thing?" It's decided at once, you have never regarded me as someone who needs to be respected! I am the little junior you can manipulate at will!"

Shui gradually became a little anxious, but couldn't explain it.

Shui Xin shook off him, went down to the ground in tabby socks, and walked out.

Shui Jian only felt his scalp tingling, pain from his left temple all the way to the top of his head, he didn't care about putting on his coat, and hurriedly chased him out.