Brother, this showman

Lu Yan was dressed in white and stood on the small bridge with his hands behind his back, looking narrowly at Ye Wenqing: "They all know the truth of the matter, how is it? Good nephew, uncle has helped you a lot."

Ye Wenqing ignored him directly, and went to the inn after a polite exchange with Guo Fugui.

Lu Yan pulled Song Jihua behind and muttered non-stop.

"Brother Song, I want to ask, did Ye Wenqing beat my junior brother unconscious?"

"Huh? How is that possible!"

"Brother Song doesn't need to hide it for him, just tell the truth."

"really not."

No matter how Song Jihua denied it, Lu Yan still didn't believe it, and said, "Brother Song just tell the truth, I won't betray you."

In the end, Song Jihua was helpless, took out his own flute and played it to vent his depression before sending Lu Yan away.

Ye Wenqing was wiping Feng Lianchen's body with a wet cloth, when he just untied his belt, he heard a bang being knocked away from the outside, Lu Yan's voice mixed with anger sounded, with an expression of indisputable anger: " You bastard! What are you going to do to your junior brother? What is your intention in undressing him!"

Ye Wenqing was so frightened that his hands trembled, and he turned his head expressionlessly: "Lu Yan, I advise you to speak up."

Lu Yan thought of what Song Jihua said to him before, and what he had just seen, an astonishing idea popped up in his mind, and he shook his head sadly: "Ye Wenqing, Ye Wenqing, you are shamelessly doing this to save your own life." Climb onto the bed of your junior brother."

"Snapped!"

Ye Wenqing threw the cloth directly on Lu Yan's face: "Are you out of your mind? Thinking about such nasty things all day long? Is this something people do?"

"What's wrong with me?" Lu Yan took away the wet cloth from his face and threw it back into the basin, "I'm concerned about my little brother, I'm afraid that he will be seduced by you, a shameless bastard. After all, he is still young, young Ignorant, simple-minded, easily deceived. Besides, are you human?"

In the end, Lu Yan was thrown out of the window by Ye Wenqing, which just happened to smash up a fruit stand, and was scolded by the boss for a long time, attracting passers-by to watch, and angrily apologized for paying money.

After Lu Yan made such a fuss, Ye Wenqing also forgot what she was going to do just now. Seeing Feng Lianchen's loose belt, she lowered her head to fasten it for him, but ended up buttoning her own hair.

Ye Wenqing had no choice but to sit on the edge of the bed and lowered his head to untie the fastened belt again.

Just when Feng Lianchen moved, Ye Wenqing thought he was about to wake up, so he got up quickly, but unexpectedly, his hair was still wrapped around his belt, and because of the swift movement, he fell directly on Feng Lianchen.

Ye Wenqing: "..."

This is the second time he fell on Feng Lianchen, the first time...

Thinking of the first time, Ye Wenqing's cheeks became hot, and he shook his head, unable to think about it.

Ye Wenqing leaned on the side of the bed with one hand, and continued to untie his belt with the other. Hearing a sleepy whine in his ear, he raised his head in surprise, and touched something soft but cold at the edge of his mouth.

Ye Wenqing was stunned, and there was a boom in his mind, it's over, this time he took advantage of Feng Lianchen again!

Ye Wenqing's eyes stayed on the lips of the two who were tightly pressed together, and he bit them lightly by accident.

It's quite soft.

"Brother." Feng Lianchen's hoarse voice sounded, with a hint of restraint.

It's over, I was caught again!

Ye Wenqing wanted to cry for a moment, but immediately struggled to get up, but his waist sank, Feng Lianchen clasped his waist, and his whole body fell limply on Feng Lianchen again.

Ye Wenqing simply closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

"Brother."

Feng Lianchen called out again, with complex eyes, he felt that the bucket he had been carrying carefully was suddenly hit by an external force, and the water sprayed out uncontrollably, moistening the long-dried grass seedlings in the ground.

"Brother just..."

"I said that I dreamed that you were drowned, and then I breathed it out for you, would you believe me?" Ye Wenqing was the first to speak out, raised his head to meet Feng Lianchen's bright eyes, and blinked sincerely.

A smile flashed across Feng Lianchen's eyes, and he pointed to his belt: "Do you still have to grab the belt when you are crossing the air?"

"Brother, I'm not three years old."

Feng Lianchen smiled lowly, raised his hand to cover the back of Ye Wenqing's head and pressed him down, raised his body slightly and kissed his thin lips, the tip of his tongue nimbly inserted into his mouth along the crack of his lips, driving the soft and playful part , swept between the lips and teeth, grabbing the sweetness.

The sound of water and stains was infinitely amplified in the ear.

Ye Wenqing's eyes widened, his face was almost ripe, and his lips were still shiny.

"Disciple is daring, pretending to think about senior brother for many years, it has been going on for a long time, and it doesn't need to grow." Feng Lianchen gently stroked Ye Wenqing's red lips with his fingertips, and couldn't help but kissed on it again, the love in his eyes I want to burst out of my eyes.

"I really can't hide it in my heart, and I hope my brother will forgive me."

"You, you, you!" Ye Wenqing's sanity, which had been wandering around nine days away, finally came back, and he immediately pushed Feng Lianchen away, his hair was still embedded in his belt, and he staggered, but fortunately, he was supported this time The edge of the bed did not fall down again.

"Me, me, me." Ye Wenqing still wanted to untie his belt again, but he didn't dare. He was afraid of seeing Feng Lianchen's tender eyes, so he could only turn his back to him stiffly and stammered. Here comes the stand-up comedy.

"Senior brother." Feng Lianchen's voice sounded accompanied by the rustling of clothes.

Ye Wenqing is now like a frightened rabbit, terrified, he simply picked up Qingshuang and cut off his obstructive lock of hair, and then ran out without looking back, cursing in a low voice: "He What the hell did you do!"

Feng Lianchen's eyes followed Ye Wenqing's departure before he retracted. He rubbed the center of his eyebrows weakly. He clearly planned to proceed step by step, but he still scared people away.

However, I feel very comfortable in my heart, pretending to be nonchalant even when my sweetheart is right in front of my eyes, it's too torturous, besides...

Thinking of this, Feng Lianchen's eyes dimmed slightly, and his hands covered by the quilt were secretly clenched.

After Ye Wenqing ran out of the room in a panic, he happened to see Xiao Er going upstairs, and immediately stopped, pretending to be nonchalant, and walked slowly.

"Guest officer, why is your face so red?"

Xiaoer was idle and had nothing to do, and wanted to chat with someone, thinking that he was quite comfortable chatting with Ye Wenqing before, so he automatically stopped talking to him.

"It's hot and stuffy in the room." Ye Wenqing tugged at his collar seriously.

"So that's how it is." The little second's ending sounded very long, and then pointed to Ye Wenqing's lips, scratching his head wonderingly, "It's just that the guest officer's lips are redder than his face, aren't they..."

"No! It's nothing!" Ye Wenqing felt a little weak, interrupted him immediately, then rubbed his lips with his hands, and forcefully explained, "I just like to rub my lips for nothing, and I rubbed them red by myself. Don't overthink it."

Xiao Er smiled awkwardly: "I thought the guest officer had a fever."

Ye Wenqing: "..."

It's not me who made a fuss.

Ye Wenqing was very upset, so he went out and took a walk in the street.

There are colorful lanterns hanging on both sides of the street, and the shapes are also different. There are animals, flowers, buildings, etc., which are dazzling and dizzying.

The evening wind blows through the streets and alleys, bringing warmth and blowing out the candles.

The vendor cursed for a while, then lowered his head and lit the candle again, then continued to yell.

Ye Wenqing stopped to appreciate it, and after a while, several delicate and beautiful flowers appeared.

"This immortal teacher, are you married?"

"Master Immortal, look, Chinese New Year is coming soon, please take me home, I will save face."

"Master Immortal, I don't eat much and I don't talk much. Look, can I follow you?"

"Master Xianshi, what sect do you come from? Do you still accept female disciples?"

"Master Immortal, are you getting married? It doesn't matter if you are big or small!"

……

Ye Wenqing was caught off guard by a group of girls. Behind him, the lantern seller looked at the scene with a smile, and promptly promoted his own lanterns: "Love lanterns, let's light the lanterns with your sweetheart!"

The girls liked these special meanings, and immediately rushed to grab the lanterns from the boss.

"Boss, boss, I want ten!"

"No, ten? Are you too greedy?"

"Boss, I want twenty!"

"Boss, I take care of everything!"

The shopping ability of the girls is really amazing.

The boss happily collected the money with one hand and handed the lanterns with the other hand.

Ye Wenqing took the opportunity to run away, and the night wind rustled his robes, and his restless heart gradually calmed down.

Feng Lianchen was still young and grew up in Huamanting, and he had only been in contact with him for two or three months.And I can satisfy any request of him, and can also take care of his wishes.

Guessing that this kid confused this kind of brotherhood for love for a while, he became a little impulsive.

Ye Wenqing stroked his chin, deeply convinced of his own thoughts.

Hey, the brat is really hard to take care of, I have to change his thinking slowly.

Ye Wenqing began to envy himself, how could there be such a good brother like him in the world!He cared so much for his junior, how can his kindness be expressed in ordinary words?

Now that he had figured it out, Ye Wenqing stopped wandering aimlessly outside and walked towards the inn with his head held high.

Finally, they saw Feng Lianchen leaning against the door of the inn, and the eyes of the two met again.

Ye Wenqing glanced at his lips uncontrollably, and then quickly moved away. He is not the kind of person who puts on his pants and doesn't recognize anyone.

But Feng Lianchen seems to be this kind of person.

"Senior brother." Feng Lianchen walked forward as if nothing had happened, "Where did you go for a stroll just now? Did you see anything unusual and interesting? I heard that there is an acrobatic troupe ahead of us who will perform a boulder-breaking performance. Do you want to go and see together?"

"No...not going." Ye Wenqing turned his head stiffly, with a bit of alienation in his words, "I'm sleepy, I want to go back and rest, you can go and see for yourself if you like."

Ye Wenqing made up her mind to neglect Feng Lianchen for a few days, and let him calm down by himself.

Feng Lianchen stared at Ye Wenqing for a while, then lowered his head, smiled, and said to himself: "Forget it, let's go tomorrow. I heard that there will be fire-breathing tomorrow, so senior brother will go with me tomorrow."

"Tomorrow, let's talk tomorrow." Ye Wenqing said vaguely, stopped talking to him, and walked into the inn.