Brother thinks I'm too silly, what should I do?

Luo Chen was dragged by him and forced to meet his eyes, that dark pearl was extraordinarily precious at this time, his heartbeat stopped inexplicably, and he looked away uncomfortably.

As soon as he turned his head, Fu Nanqiao's breath hit his neck, and the itch followed his neck to his heart.

Fu Nanqiao on the opposite side began to act unscrupulously because he turned his head, and the emotion in his eyes could not be hidden. Looking at the face as smooth as porcelain in front of him, he suddenly regretted that he didn't use the strength of wine to kiss him when he was drunk that night.

The two teenagers were still in such harmony, Fu Nanqiao quietly admired Mintian who was different from Huaixia with feelings that could not be expressed.

The surrounding scenery didn’t seem to have changed much, but they all knew that autumn and summer felt different. The first fallen leaves in early autumn were no longer green and almost filled the whole branch and leaves. It showed a little yellow on it, like a An unspeakable palpitation bloomed in his chest.

Fu Nanqiao gave the colored glaze stone to Mingran, and he didn't bother him. Fu Nanqiao was happy to be at leisure, but he felt like a wild crane in the clouds.

It really hurts to take out the butterfly, as if forcing the Nascent Soul out. Fu Nanqiao spent half a month on the bed before he was able to recover. The only thing that made him happy was taking out the butterfly and accidentally letting him in The stage became the mid-stage Golden Core.

In order to praise him, Luo Chen gave him a sweet-scented osmanthus flower cake. When the Nascent Soul was advanced, it was blocked. Some people didn't see the Nascent Soul for ten or eight years. Luo Chen was not in a hurry and kept calm Fu Nanqiao felt that he didn't care if he stopped here.

Fu Nanqiao lay on the bed and looked lazily at Luo Chen next to him, and smiled - for superior children like them, who have cultivated to the Golden Core at a young age, middle school children would praise geniuses, such as Luo Chen, Is it the Great God?

"Why do you keep running to my room? What's wrong with the dove occupying the magpie's nest for half a month?"

Luo Chen always had the impression of being quiet and quiet in front of his disciples. Fu Nanqiao didn't know why these days. He kept approaching him. He was so angry that he couldn't bear it. All the characters are broken.

Fu Nanqiao leaned on her arm, a little aggrieved, "Why didn't you think about decency when senior brother beat me up?"

Luo Chen choked for a moment, then reacted, and slapped him on the head, "If you don't mess with me, can I hit you?"

Fu Nanqiao hugged her head and yelled, she was so wronged.

Chu Ningxi knocked on the door and looked at them, "Is it convenient for me to come in?"

"It's inconvenient." Fu Nanqiao said solemnly, "Senior brother and I are doing sneaky things."

"..."

Luo Chen was speechless, Fu Nanqiao smiled even more happily, and looked at Chu Ningxi, "What's wrong, Senior Sister?"

Chu Ningxi bent the corners of his eyes, looked very happy, and handed over a bamboo book, "There is only the last one left in the Fuqiu Island. Fuqiu Island invites the three great immortal sects to go and kill them. Each of them sends two high-quality disciples. Master calls out senior and junior seniors to go."

Luo Chen glanced at Fu Nanqiao unobtrusively, with a blank expression on his face, "Since Xiao Zeming became the young head, the moths that have been surging for decades have left him with only one. He is really a generation of pride."

Fu Nanqiao followed suit and nodded, "Although the method is extreme, it can be regarded as Haiqingheyan. Xiao Zeming is not eager for quick success. The last one invited us to kill together. In this way, he will not be too ostentatious even if he is famous. Leading the enemy is indeed a good leader."

Luo Chen raised his eyes, "Master asked you by name, too?"

Fu Nanqiao was unhappy, "What are you talking about? I'm pretty good at first."

Chu Ningxi leaned forward slightly, and asked tentatively, "Are you going to the Gate of Ultimate Bliss?"

"Of course." Fu Nanqiao turned around and said, "Such a great opportunity, can that old man Yunan let it go?"

Chu Ningxi clapped her hands, "Then I will go too."

Fu Nanqiao was a little strange, "Doesn't Senior Sister hate Bliss Gate? Why does Senior Sister rush to follow after hearing about Bliss Gate?"

Chu Ningxi smiled meaningfully, "Experience and practice."

The last revivalist demon clan hid in Fengyin Mountain, where it was lonely for a hundred years and was barren for several miles.

The few people agreed to meet in a small town at the foot of the mountain. Fu Nanqiao was very happy, and walked in front of the courtyard. Luo Chen looked sullen and glanced at the people in front of him—when he saw Xiao Zeming, he would not even gossip. Don't tell yourself.

Xiao Zeming got out from an inn, followed by Xin Zhuo, Fu Nanqiao ran over to hook him up, and the two senior brothers stood side by side with sullen faces.

Chu Ningxi looked at the two of them and shuddered, while Song Boyao hurried over, "Is Junior Sister cold?"

Chu Ningxi shook her head, then looked up into the inn.

The eyes of Song Boyao next to him sank, not knowing what he was thinking.

Dressed in a red dress, she came out of the inn. Chu Ningxi was very happy, but Chu Ningxi felt unfamiliar with the gestures of the visitor, and even the orchid finger almost suffocated her. He learned some sorcery, he is neither male nor female."

Chu Ningxi's expression was displeased, "You don't talk about people's right and wrong behind your back."

Song Boyao was deflated and stopped talking.

Zhang Yichen came over with a strange expression, "Cangliang Mountain is really interesting. Each faction can send up to two disciples. You have four at once, and you are paying too much attention to this siege."

Fu Nanqiao had a cold face, but he didn't hate him abnormally, Xiao Zeming didn't like to see others bullying his brother, and said, "Yeah, it's not like you only come to the Bliss Gate, I don't know if you look down on Wei Sha too much, Still think too highly of myself."

Zhang Yichen pointed at Xiao Zeming with a distorted face, "You you you!"

Chu Ningxi looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, and even suspected that Fu Ling was Zhang Yichen's twin brother, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be alone anyway.

A few people sat down at the inn, Xiao Zeming arranged the food early, and then ordered an osmanthus cake and handed it to Fu Nanqiao, "Come, come, brother, eat, don't be angry with the little girl."

Chu Ningxi sat down, looked up at Zhang Yichen who was following outside.

Zhang Yichen didn't know which muscle was wrong, and he actually sat between Fu Nanqiao and Luo Chen, Xiao Zeming frowned, "Mr. Zhang, what are you doing sitting there?"

Zhang Yichen looked at Xiao Zeming innocently, "Eat."

Xiao Zeming has never liked Bliss Gate, no matter what his status is, he has not concealed his dislike for Bliss Gate, "My eldest brother wants to sit with his senior brother."

Zhang Yichen looked back at Luo Chen, "Brother Luo Chen, can I sit next to you?"

Chu Ningxi on the opposite side was stunned.

Luo Chen met Zhang Yichen's eyes and smiled, "Yes."

For some reason, Fu Nanqiao picked up the wine glass, as if she just saw Zhang Yichen, "Oh, brother Zhang! I miss you so much, hurry up, let's have a drink!"

"..."

Chu Ningxi was even more stunned.

Xiao Zeming next to him stared, and pulled Fu Nanqiao back, "Since when did you know him so well?"

"just."

"..."

Zhang Yichen sighed, and rubbed his ears at Fu Nanqiao, "How annoying is Zhang Yichen?"

Fu Nanqiao couldn't help laughing, "It's so annoying that I know you are Fu Ling, but seeing your face, I still want to beat you up."

Xiao Zeming grabbed his neck, separated the two people who were whispering, and whispered slightly dissatisfied, "I'm annoying him, don't talk to him all the time."

Zhang Yichen laughed, turned around to drink with Luo Chen, Fu Nanqiao looked at the two people smiling, feeling inexplicably in a bad mood, and wanted to step in, but Xiao Zeming, who was next to him, was grabbing his neck tightly .

Chu Ningxi looked at Zhang Yichen, and lowered her eyes to eat.

Several people played their own harmony to end the meal, Xiaoer saw this and came over, and said with a sneer, "A few guest officials staying here?"

Fu Nanqiao's eyes lit up, and he glanced at Luo Chen from the corner of his eye.

Just as Xiao Zeming was about to speak, Fu Nanqiao blocked his mouth, "There are so many people asking for rooms, the small shop must not be able to accommodate them, alas——then I'll be wronged and wronged to sleep with my senior brother."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yichen gave him a meaningful look, "Young Master Fu is truly selfless."

Fu Nanqiao was complacent, and Xiao Er dismantled his desk meanly, "Oh, don't worry, guest officer, we have plenty of rooms."

"..."

I go to grandpa's legs.

Xiaoer was trembling from Fu Nanqiao's cold eyes. He looked away and bowed to several immortals, "I'll go and prepare the rooms for you guys first."

Fu Nanqiao pursed her lips, and looked back at Luo Chen. Zhang Yichen stood in front of Luo Chen and smiled meaningfully at him.

Fu Nanqiao smiled back and got up to leave.

Xiao Zeming stuffed a few pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth, and said, "Brother, wait for me."

Luo Chen lowered his eyes, got up and left.

Song Boyao, Chu Ningxi and Zhang Yichen were left behind with wide-eyed stares.

Just as Chu Ningxi was about to speak, she was pulled up by Song Boyao, "It's too humid here, I'll dry my junior sister's quilt!"

"Hey--"

As Song Boyao said, he dragged Chu Ningxi away. Chu Ningxi glanced back at Zhang Yichen, turned and left reluctantly.

The phoenix was silent all the year round, the cicadas were chilly, and there was heavy rain every three days. As soon as Fu Nanqiao lay down, there was a strong wind howling outside, and the sudden rain was dim. This also made them relax their vigilance.

They didn't come to besiege with great fanfare, so the demon disciples didn't know they would come, so they relaxed their vigilance, and nothing will happen tonight.

Fu Nanqiao stood up and looked out the window, curling the corners of her lips.

Luo Chen was taking off his clothes, and the scene of Xiao Zeming and Fu Nanqiao crossing their shoulders frequently appeared in his mind. The inexplicable irritability made him forget Wenya, casually rubbed up his clothes, turned around and went to bed.

The strong wind was raging outside, which seemed to set off Feng Yin's treacherous atmosphere. When the wind passed the window lattice, it could be faintly heard like crying.

Suddenly something broke through the window, and before he could react, the little thing had already crawled into his bed, holding his arm tightly and not letting go.

Shanxi's dark fragrance broke into his nostrils.

Every year, Song Boyao would plant a lot of peach blossoms in the back mountain to please Chu Ningxi. Fu Nanqiao is not active in practicing martial arts, but he likes to groom himself. He always sneaks to Song Boyao's Yingtao field to steal a few peach blossoms. Once or twice is fine. After a long time, the Yingtao field will be very bleak and there will be only a few sporadic flowers left. Song Boyao was angry several times because of this, but he couldn't produce any evidence that Fu Nanqiao stole the flowers, so the two competed secretly, and he secretly reflected the peach blossom Later, Song Boyao caught him in front of Luochen's room and sued him for stealing the evidence of Xiaoguanguan.

Luo Chen smelled the familiar fragrance and said helplessly, "What are you doing?"

Fu Nanqiao poked his head out from under the quilt, and said nonsense, "I'm afraid of thunder."

Luo Chen snorted coldly, "Usually thunderstorms on cloudy days didn't stop you from stealing flowers and irrigation. What, is it because there's nothing to steal in thunderstorms this time?"

"..."

Fu Nanqiao suddenly wanted to beat Luo Chen into amnesia, and then get to know him again—what kind of image is he in his heart now?

Fu Nanqiao's eyes shone brightly, and he raised his head to look at Luo Chen, "Then senior brother, I won't steal from now on, can I sleep with you when there's thunder?"

"What does it matter to me whether you steal or not?" Luo Chen's eyes moved. "Besides... what does stealing have to do with sleeping!"

Fu Nanqiao echoed, "Yes, yes, yes, it doesn't matter, you can sleep together without stealing."

"What sleep!" Luo Chen couldn't bear it anymore, got up and pushed him, "...you go back to the house quickly."

There was a sudden thunder, and Fu Nanqiao climbed up to Luo Chen in a jerk, "Oh my god, I'm afraid, brother."

Luo Chen was directly pressed back by Fu Nanqiao, "Fu Nanqiao!"

"Brother, I'm really scared~"

"What are you crazy about?" Luo Chen wanted to push the person on him away, and the latter clung to him like a dog's skin plaster. "How old are you? Are you a child? Hurry up and get up, do you hear me?"

"Thunder is too loud to hear!"

"..."

Why is this little bastard so clingy recently!