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

Ming Ran sat down next to him, looking in a good mood, maybe because she knew that he was her own younger brother, and somehow wanted to pat his head.

When Fu Nanqiao came back to his senses, his hands had already covered his head, Ming Ran looked at him blankly, Fu Nanqiao smiled awkwardly, "There is something on his head."

Mingran didn't take it seriously, and said, "This time Xiao Zeming became the master, you have contributed a lot."

Fu Nanqiao's eyes moved.

It seems that Mingran didn't know how strong Xiao Zeming was, nor did he know that Xin Zhuo was releasing water.

Just as he was thinking, Mingran's hand suddenly pinched his chin, and leaned very close to him, "What reward does Young Madam want?"

Fu Nanqiao stepped back, "It's the same as the beginning, don't reward."

Mingran frowned, feeling a little unhappy - she was still enthusiastic when she saw him not long ago, but now she was so absent-minded in front of him that she couldn't even touch him.

"You don't want it, I give it."

Fu Nanqiao had two magic butterflies flying in his hands, and he raised his eyes to look at Mingran.

The dim light made the room dim, and Ming Ran was like a child who gave a gift and was eagerly waiting for the other party to open it, his eyes were fixed on Fu Nanqiao's expression.

"This is?"

Ming Ran tapped Fu Nanqiao's chest with his hand, "There are a few little beauties here, why don't you recognize them?"

Fu Nanqiao blushed, "I mean, why did the young master give me this?"

"Reward, it's convenient for you to control Luo Chen."

Fu Nanqiao's hands trembled, and he pretended to take Ming Ran's butterfly calmly, "Then thank you, Young Master."

"You will do more things for me in the future, and the benefits will be indispensable to you."

Fu Nanqiao nodded, "Xie Shaojun."

Mingran smiled, seemingly satisfied, but Fu Nanqiao looked up, feeling complicated.

——This road won't give him even half of the benefits.

The morning light is twilight, the desolate disciples are resting, the green leaves of the bamboo forest in the back mountain seem to be controlled, dancing in the air, a man in white is dancing a sword among the green leaves, and his clothes are fluttering.

A pink figure is like a little rabbit, bouncing around beside it, and every time the sword passes by, it will smile with palms attached.

Fu Nanqiao was holding the Huaping screen and was just about to practice the sword when a gust of wind passed by and her neck was cold.

Luo Chen stood Yu Qi on Fu Nanqiao's neck, and the little rabbit next to him was startled, "Elder brother, this is the younger brother."

The lower ranks of the desolate worship are in groups of four, and the first wave belongs to Fu Nanqiao, who is the youngest, known as the little brother.

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows, his facial features were made three-dimensional by the light, "I know."

Fu Nanqiao looked at the little pink rabbit with an aggrieved look, "Third Senior Sister, Eldest Brother is too bully, I see you didn't bother me when you practiced swords, and you wanted to find a corner to practice swords, Eldest Brother even deliberately Come and bully me."

Chu Ningxi's ears turned red, and she tugged at the corner of Luo Chen's clothes coyly, "...Elder brother, you're going to make little brother cry."

"How could it be?" Luo Chen snorted, and withdrew his sword, "He's always thinking about it."

The sound of mourning sounded from Luo Chen's sleeve, Luo Chen frowned, and the little badger in the sleeve screamed for some reason, as if in extreme pain, Luo Chen took it out, and the purple air around the little badger skyrocketed.

"careful!"

Chu Ningxi stretched out to touch the little badger, the little badger's bristling hair, like a sharp sword, stabbed Chu Ningxi.

"hiss--"

Chu Ningxi frowned slightly, tears of pain were about to come out, Fu Nanqiao tore off the corner of her clothes and bandaged her.

"What happened to it?" Chu Ningxi asked.

There was a haze in Luo Chen's eyes, "The purple aura of the little badger can only be emitted when there is hostility in the heart."

Chu Ningxi was puzzled, "But he already recognized us as the master, how could there be hostility?"

"...It's not hostility, maybe it's the perception of the same kind."

Fu Nanqiao and Luo Chen looked at each other, and said softly, "We haven't been to Bliss Gate for three years, right?"

Luo Chen changed into a Tsing Yi, and the hairband on his head was floating casually, looking loose and lazy. There was Yu Qijian beside him. Even after wearing it for more than ten years, it was as precious as meeting him for the first time.

He raised his head and looked at the hot and sweaty young man sitting beside his desk. It was already Huaixia, and the young man was sweating like rain. He changed the heat-absorbing black clothes and wore a pine blue suit. , holding a few sheets of paper in one hand, folded them into a fan shape and fanned them. When it was too hot, he stretched out his hand and pulled the neckline, revealing the looming collarbone.

Luo Chen inexplicably felt itchy, swallowed, and looked away.

Luo Chen's room was shady, and it was the best place to escape the heat in summer. His mouth was dry for a while, and he just wanted to get up to pour himself a glass of water when Fu Nanqiao slipped in at some point and sat at his desk beside.

"Is this really your home?"

Luo Chen got up and poured a glass of water, gulped it down, Fu Nanqiao followed his voice and looked over, his gaze resting on his Adam's apple.

——Shouldn’t you be looking at plum blossoms to quench your thirst? Why does it get hotter the more you look at it?

Seeing that he didn't answer, Luo Chen poured a glass of water and put it in front of him, then turned around to adjust his hair tie.

Cold hands covered his hand holding the hair tie, and Fu Nanqiao stood behind him at some point and snatched the hair tie from his hand.

——So hot, yet so cold.

The young man brushed his half loose hair and rubbed it lightly.

All of a sudden, his scalp felt numb, and Luo Chen said uncomfortably, "...what are you doing?"

The young man behind smiled, "Senior brother can't reach it, so I can help you."

"Who told you I couldn't reach you?"

"I can tell."

"..."

Luo Chen curled his lips and didn't bother to push him away, so he sat on the table and let him manipulate him.

Luo Chen's hair fluttered like strands of a willow tree, and was as soft as cotton when he pulled it gently. Fu Nanqiao couldn't help playing with it for a while.

"Are you going to tie it?"

Fu Nanqiao gently tied the hair tie in his hand around the hair, and it was tied into a high ponytail.

Luo Chen's eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and he smiled lightly like a fairy walking out of the painting. The hair crown he usually tied up was left to be placed at this time, and his fairy-like temperament was a little more unruly. Fu Nanqiao walked over Looking down, I still feel that a ponytail is more suitable for him.

Luo Chen was a little uncomfortable being looked at by him, pushed away the person in front of him, touched the hair behind him, "Tie it up for me."

Fu Nanqiao shook his head, "Big brother looks better with a ponytail."

Fu Nanqiao seldom praised him, and spent most of his time bickering with him. Now it's nice to praise him on a whim.

The corners of Luo Chen's mouth raised uncontrollably, he stood up and walked out.

Chu Ningxi took a small fan, ran to the front of Luo Chen's room, happened to bump into Luo Chen who had just come out, at first sight she mistook it for Fu Nanqiao, but when she approached, she realized it was Luo Chen.

Chu Ningxi's footsteps faltered, and the corners of his eyes were bent, "Why is the senior brother wearing a ponytail like the junior brother?"

Fu Nanqiao followed closely behind, and said with a smile, "Are you a few years younger?"

Luo Chen looked displeased, "You mean I'm old?"

Fu Nanqiao shrugged, and hid behind Chu Ningxi, "I'm not young anyway."

Hearing this, Luo Chen's face turned dark, Yu Qi was about to move in his hands, Fu Nanqiao grabbed the corner of Chu Ningxi's clothes, and shouted aggrievedly, "Senior Sister, save me, your words are harsh, senior brother wants to kill me!"

"Don't you two quarrel for a day?" Song Boyao stood behind Fu Nanqiao at some point and pinched his ears. "You are not old or young all day, why are you so old-fashioned?"

Fu Nanqiao was in pain from being dragged, and hurriedly grabbed the senior sister next to her, and Chu Ningxi stopped between them, "Okay, okay, don't keep bullying the younger brother."

Seeing Chu Ningxi standing in the middle, Song Boyao softened his expression, "He's just used to it."

The chief's four disciples rarely get together, and they all look happy.

"Second Senior Brother, why are you here?"

The girl's eyes were like bright pearls without a trace of blemish. Song Boyao took out a pink bunny from his sleeve, with slightly flushed cheeks, and handed it to the girl who was also wearing a pink satin skirt in front of him.

The girl's eyes lit up, and she smiled happily while hugging the little rabbit.

Fu Nanqiao coughed, and said in a sour tone, "Second Senior Brother came back from the mountain for half a month, so he didn't come to see us~"

Song Boyao's face turned red when he heard what he said, and two jugs of wine appeared from his sleeves, and he handed them to Fu Nanqiao.

"Isn't this the wine sold in the small town at the foot of Cangliang Mountain?" Fu Nanqiao clicked his tongue twice, "Second Senior Brother is really perfunctory."

During the speech, Chu Ningxi took the little rabbit and handed it to Luo Chen behind him, with tenderness in his eyes, "Brother, do you think it looks like me?"

Fu Nanqiao felt that Song Boyao beside him was a little stiff, and hurried over to pull Luo Chen away, "I'm going down the mountain with senior brother, and it will be dark in a while."

Chu Ningxi quickly grabbed Luo Chen's clothes with sharp eyes, "Are you going to the Paradise Gate?"

Song Boyao's eyes were as deep as black water, and he said coldly, "Are you going to the Paradise of Paradise?"

Luo Chen nodded, "I have something to deal with."

Chu Ningxi raised her feet slightly, and nodded twice, "I want to go too."

Song Boyao heard the words and said, "I will go too."

Fu Nanqiao glanced at Luo Chen helplessly. The latter had nothing to do with him and kept his back.

Fu Nanqiao nodded, "...Okay."

Bustling in the mist, or rushing to the market, or returning home with lovesickness, or like them, come here with their own minds.

Bliss Gate is located in the center of Shangjing, the only fairy gate that is not hidden from the world. It is decorated with carved railings and jade masonry, and is magnificent, just like the second imperial palace.

If it wasn't for the Xianmen not being under the control of the Imperial City, the Bliss Gate would have been demolished long ago.

Fu Nanqiao climbed up the wall of the Bliss Gate and looked at it for a long time. Luo Chen under the wall folded his arms and closed his eyes to rest.

After a while, Luo Chen felt a breeze blowing in front of his eyes, and picked his eyelashes with both hands interestingly.

Luo Chen was slightly taken aback, and opened the hand in front of his eyes, "What do you see?"

"I can see that the eyelashes of the elder brother are really long."

"... Let me ask you what you saw at the Bliss Gate!"

Fu Nanqiao coughed lightly, "I see that the Bliss Gate is heavily guarded, so going in at this time is like a bird in a cage."

"Did you see a fart for a long time?" Luo Chen laughed angrily, "If you don't go up, I also know that the Bliss Gate is heavily guarded."

"Then senior brother, go and see for yourself."

Fu Nanqiao was so angry that she folded her arms and said nothing.

Luo Chen turned around and jumped up step by step. He had just climbed up the wall of the Bliss Gate when Fu Nanqiao who was below suddenly shouted, "Someone is going to break into the Bliss Gate!"

"..."