Master, I want to marry the eldest brother

Chapter 229
Taking a peach leaf for help, Yan Xiaotang half supported and half hugged, and moved Bo Xi to the side of the pond. Since refining Hehuang peach wood, he closed Hehuang's consciousness looking at her for the first time.

Even if it is Hehuang, Yan Xiaotang is unwilling to "share" with it. She thinks her mood is not an obsession, but some kind of chronic disease, which cannot be eradicated unless she dies.

Bo Xi leaned on her shoulder, and the hair on his forehead rubbed against her cheek. It was as cold as cold spring water. He inserted his fingers at will, and the numbness from the gap between his fingers could spread to the tip of his heart.

He took off his hair crown, untied his hair, and the other hand holding him was also wrapped in the cold spring.

Such an obedient Bo Xi doesn't have the same aura as in the past, and his already impeccable facial features are even more handsome.

His hair is extremely black, and his eyebrows and eyelashes are also black. The brushwork that is good at freehand brushwork cannot be done. It needs to be completed in one stroke, and it must not be added.

Yan Xiaotang didn't know whether it was because he had quenched his body too many times, or because the mud tires had been completely removed. The closer he looked at him, the more he became obsessed... The lying silkworms under his eyes could not be seen when he closed them, only a faint light remained. The imprint of the wine is like a wine bottle that has been filled with fine wine. You can't smell anything, but you will know it when you put it on your nose.When the fumigated hot air rolls over, it will linger, and quickly turn the ice particles on the eyelashes into water droplets. After a sway, it rolls to his lips, and then merges into water droplets at the bottom of his lower lip.

Those two thin lips were soft and soft that Luo Fumeng could never imitate, but unfortunately... only paleness remained.

Yan Xiaotang tightened her fingers, feeling that she was extremely sad, the body under her hands was icy cold, after so many days, she should have gotten used to it by now, but when she didn't expect it, there was always a trace of coldness creeping into her skin, Holding the whole body hurts.

She blinked hard a few times to hold back the tears she was hanging on to, but thin bloodshot eyes appeared in the corners of her eyes.

She didn't have time to hate, Bo Xi still needed her to take care of her, and she couldn't put the cart before the horse and make herself too regretful.

The couch next to the pool was covered with animal skins, the fur was so thick that the color of the skin underneath could not be discerned. Yan Xiaotang laid Bo Xi flat on the animal skins, first removed his shoes and socks, and then, in order to ensure that she could finish the rest , Blindfolded his eyes, so naturally he didn't dare to use his spiritual sense.

This dress was not the one Bo Xi wore when he left her side. Yan Xiaotang did not fully understand what had happened to him, such as the Chenggang chain on his wrist several feet long and the leaf vein marks on his forehead.

It is very different from the uniforms of the disciples of the Four Immortals Sect. The sleeves almost hang down to the knees. Touch it, and you can vaguely feel the animal pattern.

The outer robe is tight at the top and wide at the bottom, and the bottom is embellished with layered seal patterns. Yan Xiaotang has only seen this repeated layering method on the stone building he refined.

She definitely didn't think about the clothes deliberately, but the few places she touched under her hands all showed that the clothes were not low-grade. It looked very simple, but after careful consideration, it turned out to be luxurious everywhere.

Yan Xiaotang secretly rejoiced that even if she was distracted by clothes, it was fine.

She could hardly breathe, the sound of the slipping of the fabric, the slight sound of untying the leather belt, would hang her whole body up and whip her. Yan Xiaotang never cared about etiquette, integrity and shame. She can get mad and piss off the old gentleman. That thing was made for others to see, and she doesn't care at all.

When he was in Funan, he wanted to stay away from Boxi, lest Tong Song and the others look at him differently, but they failed.

Even a few days ago, I didn't bother to take advantage of it...

It's not for herself, she's only afraid that she will make Bo Xi suffer criticism again.

However, what is the use of her being so careful?Those who know Bo Xi naturally know how good he is. For example, Sanpin, the majestic leader of the Promise Immortal Sect, is it possible that his eyesight is poor?In just a few days, he was willing to make a special case for Bo Xi not to accept disciples.

But there are always some people in the world who are willing to look at people with their malice, even if they have never seen them before, but they can slander, slander, and slander as if they have seen it with their own eyes.

In the eyes of such a person, Bo Xi's breath must be dirty.

Why bother to wrong yourself for such a person.

Yan Xiaotang thinks about it, anyway, what he did before was not successful, and from now on, he will never hide his love for him again.

She touched Bo Xi's chin, knelt close to him, bent down and kissed him.

The lips are cold, with the sweet smell of blood, the teeth are like jade, hard and shiny, and there is a piece of softness hidden behind it, like the tenderness of Bo Xi hidden behind indifference, sticky and sweet.

She slid her fingers down the edge of the inner garment, and unbuttoned the outer and inner belts for him. Her movements were meticulous and careful, but there was a fire burning in her heart that made her heart ache. Damn, the blood and oil flowed together, and the pain was so painful that I couldn't even cry out.

She always knew how much she loved Boxi, and she didn't have the courage to love him until she lost it.

Bo Xi was restrained too much by his master, he was always meticulous, his clothes must be wrapped up to his neck, and it was rare to see his Adam's apple.

Not too many times, Yan Xiaotang deeply remembered that when he swallowed, or wanted to say something, and finally gave up, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, which was set off by the beautiful jaw line, which made people uncontrollable.

She put her palm there, imagining how it would feel when it moved. After a long time, she moved her hand elsewhere.

Even if there is no beating, the full chest muscles can hold up her palms, the abdominal muscles are thin and firm as iron, and the angle and strength are perfect every time the sword is drawn. I have not seen it thousands of times with my own eyes, and I can't imagine it. one.

Quiet as bamboo, moving like thunder...

Without removing all the clothes from Bo Xi's body, Yan Xiaotang supported him from behind and let him slide into the water slowly. In a moment of negligence, Bo Xi leaned forward, knowing that he would not choke on the water, but Yan Xiaotang was so frightened that he tore off his eyes. The brocade belt rolled into the water, causing a big splash, before he rushed to support him with his shoulders.

Bo Xi's face did not touch the surface of the water, and the water splashed by her splashed wet hair and stuck a few strands on his face.

Yan Xiaotang freed her hand, wanting to straighten these few strands of hair first, then raised her hand, her own hair was loose too, entangled with Bo Xi's hair, the hand was too light to pull it apart, and it was too heavy for her to pull. It doesn't matter, I'm just afraid of tearing off a few of his hairs.

Just a few pulls, the water was too hot, the steam was too thick, and she was so stuffy that her mind was almost turned into a paste. When she tilted her head and looked down at Bo Xi, there was a slight color of blood on her lips, a very thin, very pale color , but it was a hundred times brighter than all the spring colors Yan Xiaotang had seen in the past ten years.

Yan Xiaotang pursed her lower lip, a few wisps of smoke lingered in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the inner demon was reborn...

She thought: He is not breathing anymore, so what is he afraid of?
Tilting his shoulders, Bo Xi sank into the water, Yan Xiaotang parted the petals from the water, sank his body, caught up with him, and kissed him again.

Even the heat of the water could give her a false illusion that it was him who had the body temperature.She hugged Bo Xi tightly, and the clothes on her body that were too late to take off were like blood, blooming at the bottom of the pool, like a monster flower blooming.

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As soon as Xia Ying heard the news, he rushed to wait under Fan Terrace. He thought that the Fourth Young Master would summon him immediately, because no one dared not to take Wei seriously.

But after it was time to change clothes, it was time to dress up, and he was about to turn into an ice sculpture, only then did the servant rush over and say, "Master Taoist, Fourth Young Master, please go up."

Xia Ying was furious, and looked at the boy very dissatisfied. Seeing that the boy was bent over, he didn't dare to look at him at all, so he felt a little more comfortable, and walked up.

But he walked faster and faster, without him, Wei is quite scary, but the fourth son is even more difficult to provoke, if he angers the fourth master today, he doesn't even have to care about what the guard looks like, why should he be afraid?
People who come down from the upper realm have a way to destroy the primordial spirit, and even if they become ghosts, they don't even think about running away.

When they got to the second floor, Xia Ying was like a servant, shrinking his neck and leaving.

Yan Xiaotang sat behind the upper bead curtain, wearing men's clothes. Tai Chi practitioners didn't know what she liked, so there were many styles of clothes, both men and women. She carefully selected the softest ones for Bo Xi, and when it was her turn But I don't have the spirit, just pick up a set and put it on.

She is tall and has long legs, with a slender waist and strong bones. The men's clothing has more indisputable beauty on her body, which is more attractive than that of Tai Chi men.

Yan Xiaotang crossed her legs, was holding the teacup offered by the maid, and was blowing on the noodle soup. Seeing Xia Ying walk in, she coughed and said, "Who is Wei? Whose name is just one word? What's the full name?"

Xia Ying didn't expect her to be so straightforward, her stretched neck immediately retracted, and said in a low voice, "Call, call, no, his surname is Wei, and his name is Wu Yi."

While talking, Xia Ying gestured in front of her, with ink marks on her fingertips, and wrote those words for Yan Xiaotang to read.

Yan Xiaotang tilted her head and smiled: "Then you only call it by one word?"

Xia Ying smiled apologetically, raised her head to look behind the bead curtain, saw that there was no smile in Qingyan Xiaotang's eyes, and hurriedly said seriously: "Wei is the most taboo for others to mention his name, no one knows why."

Yan Xiaotang flicked the wall of the cup with her fingers and let out a soft sound.

"Does anyone know his origin?"

Xia Ying was extremely careful: "I don't know anything about the one who fell from the upper realm. This person is a demon cultivator, so..." He didn't dare to inquire.

Yan Xiaotang thought about it, the magic cultivator came from the upper realm.

"Have you heard of the Haowu Immortal Sect?"

Xia Ying shuddered and knelt down.

Yan Xiaotang then understood that it was indeed Tong Song and Wei Yang who were talking about it. Zhan Ji's first apprentice, after being enchanted, was erased by Zhan Ji. No one could remember his name, including Bo Xi. No wonder it is taboo for others to mention his name, and the fate of fate is also erased, but he doesn't know whether he is a poor or a hateful guy.

Bo Xi met him when he was a teenager, so he should be much older than Bo Xi. His current cultivation is either Yuanying or Huashen. Baby, but if you are a cultivator at the stage of transforming gods, you have to be careful.

She changed the subject and asked, "Where's Hao Xu?"

Xia Ying's heart was still going back and forth between the two people from the upper realm, both startled and terrified, she couldn't remember who Hao Xu was.

(End of this chapter)