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Wen Ze would only come to his senses when he was embraced by the other party, and every time he felt guilty after watching Wen Jin, Yan Jingning would come back to comfort himself.

But this time the other party must have misunderstood, Wen Ze said with some embarrassment: "Uh, actually there is good news this time, my brother has been transferred."

"Transfer?" Yan Jingning looked at Wen Ze strangely.

"Well, it is said that there is a high chance of waking up." Wen Ze smiled and said in a brisk tone.

Yan Jingning nodded: "That's good."

Although he has met Wen Jin a few times, Wen Ze is the most important thing to Yan Jingning. A cold-blooded animal like a snake will only restrain its indifference and hide its fangs towards those it cares about.

Even Wen Jin, who has almost the same appearance as Wen Ze, is just an outsider to Yan Jingning, at most he is only someone Wen Ze cares about, so he pays a little attention.

"Come home with me." Yan Jingning straightened Wen Ze's coat and said.

"Well, okay." Wen Ze nodded, and continued: "Then I will go back to my mother's house with you, Ning Ning."

"My mother's family?" Yan Jingning looked at the dark-eyed young man with raised eyebrows, and said slowly, "That's your husband's family."

"You!" Wen Ze glared at the other party.

Yan Jingning chuckled and rubbed the young man's soft hair: "Whether it's your mother's family or your husband's family, it's your other family anyway. Let's go."

The home Yan Jingning mentioned was actually the Yan family's ancestral home in City A.

He was taken abroad to live since he was a child, and rarely returned to his ancestral home here.

Only after getting to know Wen Ze, Yan Jingning would follow him back to City A every year when the other party went back to Wen's house for summer vacation.

The dark blue walls and gray tiles of the Yan family's ancestral house stand in the dark night, giving an inexplicable and eerie feeling.

Wen Ze looked at the big red lantern next to the gate of the old-fashioned building, and couldn't help but tease: "Ningning, your company doesn't need to rent an old house to make ghost films in the future, and you can use it without decoration."

"I remember when you came here for the first time when you were a child, you were so scared that you almost cried." Yan Jingning also mercilessly told what happened when he was a child.

"That's because you scared me on purpose." Wen Ze stared angrily at the other party pointing out something embarrassing.

He still remembered that he was only six years old when he followed Yan Jingning to the ancestral house for the first time.

Seeing the gloomy red lantern and the pitch-black gate, he was very frightened and nervously tightened Yan Jingning's clothes.

Yan Jingning, on the other hand, despises himself and scares himself by saying that the ancestral house is too big and there will be things like snakes crawling around in it.

"Let's go, my great director." Yan Jingning smiled, held Wen Ze's hand and walked forward.

Wen Ze looked at his grasped hand in surprise, and frowned: "The GAYs are GAY."

After finishing speaking, he broke away from Yan Jingning's hand, ran forward a few steps and pushed open the gate of the ancient house.

Yan Jingning raised the hand that was released by Wen Ze, his eyes darkened a bit, but the sound of the door being pushed open turned his attention back.

With a creak, the wooden door painted with dark red paint was slowly pushed open, revealing the unique scenery inside.

Although the old house looked a bit gloomy from the outside, it was a different feeling after entering.

Every time he comes here, Wen Ze always has the illusion of traveling through time and space.

From the gate, it seems that there is not much space inside, but when he walked in, he saw the small bridges, flowing water, and people that he only learned in books when he was a child.

The endless stream and the bamboo forests look more ethereal through the mist.

No matter how many times he has experienced these, it will still give Wen Ze a kind of visual enjoyment that shines in front of his eyes.

Wen Ze trotted to the bridge, took a deep breath and said, "It's still a familiar smell."

Yan Jingning walked slowly to the other side, raised his eyes and looked ahead: "Xiao Ze, go to my other courtyard."

Yan Jingning is the heir of the Yan family, and his father is no longer there, so Yan Jingning has always lived alone in the main courtyard located in the center of the ancestral house.

Even Yan Jingning's mother, Yin Linglie, doesn't live with her son.

This sense of strict hierarchy gave Wenze the illusion of an ancient feudal family.

And Yan Jingning's residence is very quiet, it occupies a large area and the room is very empty, and other people or servants are not allowed to approach at will.

"Let's go." The young man smiled at the handsome man, turned and walked forward.

Wen Ze knew the location without Yan Jingning leading the way, and Yan Jingning smiled behind his back and followed slowly.

At this time, a familiar crisp female voice suddenly sounded not far away: "You guys are here again!"

A figure with bumps and convexities slowly appeared from the mist, and the sound of rattling metal hitting the stone surface was getting closer and closer.

Curly chestnut hair and flamboyant red lips appeared in front of Wen Ze with a common sense of flamboyance, and she looked at Wen Ze provocatively.

Wen Ze raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "If you wear these stiletto high heels on rocky ground, you won't be afraid of falling..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the girl threw herself to the ground with a sprain.

The girl almost got up on her hands and feet, and shouted at Wen Ze angrily: "You crow's mouth!"

"I'm just telling the truth." Wen Ze looked at the girl, pointed to the corner of his eyes and said, "The eyeliner is blurry."

"Wen Ze!" The girl stared at the young man, expressing her displeasure.

"Yan Jinglin, with such heavy makeup, are you an adult?" Wen Ze continued to tease the other party.

"What right do you have to control me? You are not someone like me." Yan Jinglin raised her voice slightly.

"Well, when your brother marries me, I will be your brother-in-law." Wen Ze said intentionally.

Yan Jinglin seemed to be stunned by the other party's words. She looked at Wen Ze as if she had been shocked, and then at her brother: "No, you belong to my brother..."

"Linlin!" However, Yan Jingning stopped her before she finished speaking.

The girl gritted her teeth and glared at Wen Ze, then turned around and ran away.

"What did this guy come out for?" Wen Ze looked at the back of the other party helplessly and said.

"Actually, Linlin likes you quite a bit." Yan Jingning looked at the direction in which her sister left, and continued with some deep eyes, "She will come to you for tomorrow's coming-of-age ceremony wearing a coming-of-age ceremony costume, so she probably wants to show you look."

"A coming-of-age ceremony?" Wen Ze looked at the other party curiously: "I didn't expect your family to believe this."

"Well, it's also passed down from ancient teachings." Yan Jingning said evasively.

"What's your coming-of-age ceremony like?" Wen Ze asked curiously.

"For the coming-of-age ceremony, a girl like Linlin needs to take a bath and change clothes, and then cut off the hair she has raised since she was a child and put it in, and then give it to her husband."

In fact, just like the skin shed from a snake, hair also symbolizes maturity.

But Wen Ze thought of another thing: "Did you hold a coming-of-age ceremony back then? Why didn't I know."

Yan Jingning looked at each other with gentle eyes: "For men in our family, weddings represent maturity, so the coming-of-age ceremony for men in our family is weddings."

"Strange rules." After Wen Ze clicked his tongue, his walking steps suddenly stopped: "I should go to your mother's side first."

"Are you so impatient to say hello to your mother-in-law?" Yan Jingning asked with a smile.

"Teasing me all day." Wen Ze glanced back at the other party, and said helplessly: "Yes, yes, yes, and by the way, I will serve you to bed at night."

"Wait and see." Yan Jingning chuckled in a low voice.

It's just that Wen Ze doesn't know that no matter if it's a snake or a snake like Yan Jingning's candle dragon, there is a so-called estrus period, and the bamboo horse he trusts is about to come into estrus.

And Yan Jingning, who was behind him, flashed his golden vertical pupils when he looked at Wen Ze's figure.

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After making seven turns and eight turns, Wen Ze came to the front of the familiar courtyard.

Sitting on a reclining chair in the courtyard was a woman who still had charm. When the other party saw Wen Ze appearing, the corners of her mouth curled up: "Xiao Ze, you are here."

Yan Jingning's mother, Yin Linglie, has beautiful facial features. It can be seen that Yan Jingning's appearance is almost carved out of the same mold.

It's just that Yan Jingning's facial features are more heroic, while Yin Linglie's facial features are much more feminine.

"Mother Yin." Wen Ze obediently bowed to the other party.

Yin Linglie patted his chair and said, "You're welcome, come and sit."

She likes Wen Ze very much, not because she knows that Wen Ze will be an important role in her son's awakening as a god.

Instead, she watched Wen Ze grow up, and she had a good impression of this well-behaved child.

"Don't tell me in advance when you get here, so that I can get you something delicious." Yin Linglie looked at Yan Jingning with some reproach, as if accusing the other party of his sudden arrival.

Yan Jingning touched his nose and said, "It was also a temporary idea."

Yin Linglie glared at his son, then turned around and asked, "Have you eaten yet? I asked the kitchen to prepare something for you. It happened that a few good things were delivered a few days ago, and I asked them to get them out and eat together."

She has a rather quick-tempered personality, so she got up and prepared to eat after she finished speaking.

"No need, I..." Before Wen Ze finished speaking, the other party left the courtyard.

Yan Jingning didn't care, he sat next to Wen Ze and said, "We just happen to have dinner together."

"Return dinner, it's time for supper." Wen Ze checked his phone, it showed that it was almost eleven o'clock.

"Just finished eating and going back to bed." Yan Jingning didn't care, he knew that his mother would have a lot of good things with spiritual energy here, just to nourish Wen Ze's body.

The chef of Yan's family knew Wen Ze's tone very well, and there was not a single dish on the stone table in the courtyard that was Wen Ze's favorite.

"Ozawa, eat more of these things, it's good for your health." Yin Linglie used the serving chopsticks to pick up some dishes for Wen Ze.

All the things she chooses are suitable for Wen Ze, and there is no harm in eating more.

"Enough, enough." Wen Ze looked at the dishes piled high in his bowl, and quickly responded.

"How is it enough, you are too thin." Yin Linglie glanced around Wen Ze's body, and said dissatisfied.

Her words were approved by Yan Jingning, and the man said with a low voice with a smile, "Well, it feels painful to hold."

"Then eat more." Yin Linglie continued to add food to Wen Ze.

It's just that Wen Ze felt that the atmosphere was always a bit strange, especially the gazes of Mama Yin and Yan Jingning that drifted towards him from time to time always felt like needle pricks.

After drinking and eating, Yan Jingning got up to say goodbye to his mother, and took Wen Ze back to his courtyard.

The author has something to say: Mother Yin...Yin Gengchen...Ozawa still has something wrong...

感谢在2020-10-0914:07:23~2020-10-1214:08:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: generally through the traveler Wumou. 7; ☆Autumn and Winter*~か1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: Duomang small balls, 5 bottles of Shuxing;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!