Painted skin jade series

Eyes, to meet the long-lost daylight.

The bed was dirty and smelly, and Wei Linghe couldn't stay for a moment, so he hurriedly got up, except for some mobility problems, he still had no problem walking.

The embroidered bed towel of the white satin and white quilt on the wedding night is almost colorless now, because it was repeatedly stained with sweat, semen, blood, corpses, etc. Wei Linghe remembered that he was made agitated and even incontinent.

At this time, Wei Linghe put on his clothes and stood barefoot in front of the bed. Looking back, his face turned red, and he wished he could burn the house down, and even the unbearable himself in the house.

With his hands on the table, he stood there for a while.After Wei Linghe saw the burnt dragon and phoenix wax on the table, there was something special placed on it. He didn't notice it before, but it turned out to be two memorial tablets!Tablet of the dead!

Wei Linghe's name was engraved on one, and Cui Yin was engraved on the other, which must be the name of that nasty male ghost!Wei Linghe was so angry that he directly hugged the two memorial tablets and threw them on the bed, then rolled them up together with the dirty quilt, threw them into the courtyard outside the door, and set them on fire until they were completely burned, so that his chest felt better.

Then, Wei Linghe soaked in the bath for a long time, ate a full meal, and ran to another clean bed to sleep all afternoon.At dusk, he would stare and start waiting for the night in horror and fear.

He was too scared to even run away.

Sure enough, at night, even if he was not in the new house, the evil spirit could touch him smoothly.

The evil ghost dressed up like a dog, and said to Wei Linghe, are you uncomfortable?Why are you still lying down?Didn't you say it's good to see the elders at night?

Wei Linghe backed off, he didn't want his mother to see his son-in-law at all.

Wei Linghe hid in the bed and said, "I don't want to go."

The male ghost said, "Then I'll go."

"Don't go either." Wei Linghe called out unbearably.

The male ghost smiled: "What are you afraid of? In fact, when I came here just now, I met your mother. She spoke nicely. Look, she said that you were not feeling well, so she specially asked me to bring red dates and lotus seeds soup for you. You If we really don’t want to go, we won’t go.”

Wei Linghe stared at the jujube and lotus seed soup on the table, and quickly stared the bowl out of the hole.He was annoyed, it turned out that everyone was laughing at him!Would his mother also want to see him suffer?

The male ghost said, "Do you want to eat? I'll feed you!"

Wei Linghe was displeased: "No need!"

"Ha, I know you are in good health, and the more you do it, the more energetic you will become. Your mother is just worried about you." The male ghost said and sat on the bed.

"What are you doing?" Wei Linghe trembled.

"Sleep. What else can I do? Except what we have done." The male ghost touched Wei Linghe's tightly tied clothes and disappeared.

Wei Linghe screamed.

In the underground palace.

Wei Xuanxiang smiled: "Look, it's started again. Young people, they don't stop all night."

Xue Hongzhu worried: "Can I bear it? Why do I feel that he is calling for help?"

"Haha, didn't you go to see him today, did he look much better? Don't worry, children and grandchildren have their own blessings." Wei Xuanxiang giggled.

Xue Hongzhu sighed, and lay down in the sarcophagus, unable to hear, with a peaceful heart.

Wei Xuanxiang moved her fingertips slightly, and the coffin lid slowly closed.

As the saying goes, a dog will jump over a wall when it is in a hurry.

Now that he has embarked on the road of no return by absorbing essence and nourishing qi, Wei Linghe cooperates with Cui ghost dual cultivation on the surface, and secretly studies how to kill ghosts.

Fortunately, one of the ancestors of the Wei family had a strong interest in forbidden arts, and he collected many heavy-duty books, which recorded more detailed methods of practice.

After Wei Linghe participated in the research, all of them were used on Cui Gui's body, making Cui Gui love his body to death, and he didn't want to leave when he died in it.

The consequence of this is that if one of the two people who practiced dual cultivation is out of balance and ejaculates too much, the other will make rapid progress.By the time Cui Yin realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

This little human ghost, who seemed to obey him and was terribly afraid of him, actually hid black water in his stomach and closed his semen by himself, but every time he was twisted, he lost his armor and gradually became weaker.

Finally, one morning, the sun shone into Wei Linghe's bedroom on time.Wei Linghe turned over and pushed a bunch of dead bones from his body under the bed.

The ghost who married into the door has been sucked clean by him, leaving nothing behind.Spare bones.

After a ghost with good morals suffers death again, his soul will fly away and his bones will be turned into ashes.

Wei Linghe stretched his limbs and thought about his future life direction.First of all, he didn't want to stay in the Wei family anymore, otherwise, his aunt would marry another male ghost for him.He has had enough.

Wei Xuanxiang's inseparability from the Wei family's underground palace shows that Xue Hongzhu will not leave either.

Therefore, Wei Linghe just needs to run fast and never come back.

After thinking about it, Wei Linghe got out of bed, stepped on a stack of powdered ashes in front of the bed, packed up the land deed silver and his clothes, and prepared to run away.

As soon as the door was opened, a gust of wind blew in, and the ash on the ground floated everywhere, and there was really nothing left.

After Wei Linghe left, he hasn't returned yet.

Wei Xuanxiang and Xue Hongzhu said, don't worry about this child, he can already protect himself and knows what kind of life he should live. He will live a longer and better life than us.

Xue Hongzhu could only believe it.

Neither Wei Xuanxiang nor Xue Hongzhu expected that Wei Linghe hated the Wei family so much that he would spend money to have the Wei family razed, and then sell the remaining piece of flat land to pig farmers at a low price for people to raise pigs and kill pigs. Pigs, selling pork...

Now, Chen Yuhui said to Wei Linghe, you should go back and have a look, they are at least your relatives.

Hmph, Wei Linghe thought, Chen Yuhui didn't know how miserable he had been, no matter what happened to Chen Yuhui, he lived in peace under the protection of everyone, what troubled him was whether to love this or that, and when he died, there were escorts to bring him back of.

After being frightened by my stinky aunt's shady marriage, I no longer dared to entangle with living ghosts, and was forced to lust after dead corpses.The dead body is fresh, has yang energy, is safe, no matter what he does, it doesn't matter, he won't bully him... Slowly he can't do without the dead body.Until you meet twenty-two.Twenty-two is a ghost who is only willing to obey, Wei Linghe thought with satisfaction.

It doesn't matter if you go back, Wei Linghe thinks about it, take Er Er to go back together, scare those two old women to death, hehe...

☆, (12 fresh coins) 2.2

Enough of pestering.

Wei Linghe leaned against Er Er's arms and panted.

Wei Linghe said, "Twenty-two, I'll take you home."

Nian Eryi was taken aback, and said, "Isn't it here?"

Wei Linghe was taken aback, then said, "See my mother."

"Ah..." Twenty-two opened their mouths wide.

Wei Linghe: "If you don't want to go, forget it."

Twenty Two grabbed his thin arm and said, "No... yes... I'm afraid..."

"Afraid? What's there to be afraid of?" Wei Linghe said, "She's a ghost, you're a ghost, they're all ghosts. You're bigger than her."

"I'm ugly." Twenty-two's big head shrank back, it was too big, and shrinking was useless.

"Then you'll be even more aggressive when you go. If you're not aggressive, I won't want you anymore. I'll be happy if you make them all petrified." Wei Linghe groaned.

"They?" Twenty-two grasped the words.

"Well... there's me... my aunt." Wei Linghe said unwillingly, "You can ignore her, she's a piao who died a long time ago."

Twenty-two thought: "Is it older than me?"

Wei Linghe glanced at him and nodded.In Wei Linghe's mind, Wei Xuanxiang's face that is not old at all, but very evil, can make the descendants of the Wei family continue to ignore the female ghost who pounces on him. How gorgeous is it?

Wei Linghe did not expect that today is different from the past, is Wei Xuanxiang still the hopelessly beautiful female ghost in the past?

"When are we going?" Twenty-two subconsciously tugged at the sparse hairs on his head.

"Tomorrow." Wei Ling closed his eyes.

Wei Linghe originally wanted to talk to Er Er about how he left home, how he started to inhale the breath of corpses, and developed a corpse addiction...how he was forced, led, and coaxed by his family members to this road of no return. , the fear, fear, hatred, and decadence of self-exile.

However, Wei Linghe just thought about it and didn't say anything.

Can twenty-two turn so many turns in that big head stuffed with paste?

Besides, so what?It's all dusty past...

Wei Linghe recalled the chills he felt the first time he dug a new grave and dragged the corpse in the dead man's tomb... Now, he is so numb that he almost forgets it.

The next night, the bright moon was in the sky.

When Wei Linghe, Twenty-two, Chen Yuhui, and Li Meijue brought Qianbao to the destination, they were all a little dazed.

Where is this where the person lives?

The farm in the back, the slaughterhouse in the middle, the pork shop in the front... Dirty, messy, and poor.

Chen Yuhui was the first to react, and asked Wei Linghe next to him, "Is this here?"

Wei Linghe couldn't answer very comfortably, so he nodded, "It wasn't like this before."

Everyone understands.Unless the Wei family is all pig demons, otherwise, of course it wasn't like this before!What kind of resentment towards the family can the prodigal son be able to deal with such cruelty!Unheard of.

Chen Yuhui was slowly digesting the scenery in front of her, studying how the group of people should get in?It seems that there is no door.

Li Meijue frowned and asked, "How long has it been since you came back?"

Wei Linghe said with great reluctance: "I haven't been back since I left. Let's not talk about it, it's been 30 or [-] years. Cough."

"A lot of pigs. Bao'er loves meat." Wei Qianbao smiled happily.

Er Er scratched his head and asked a more practical question: "How do I get down?"

Wei Linghe said solemnly: "I'll think about it."

It is necessary to think about where the gate of the underground palace is according to the original building when it was still there!

Everyone followed Wei Linghe's gaze, turned around, turned around, and finally stopped at a certain pigsty.

No way?

Li Meijue frowned.

Chen Yuhui took a deep breath.

Seeing that Er Er was about to break in, Wei Linghe held him back, "Don't make too much noise."

Twenty-two nodded vigorously.

Er Er was very excited, and Wei Linghe wanted to take him to meet his parents.

Wei Linghe is not very happy, how do you say it?Feeling close to home... Anyway, let my aunt and mother live under the pigsty for decades, this son...

Wei Linghe glanced at Chen Yuhui and Li Meijue, and said, "Let's go."

Chen Yuhui responded lightly.

Li Meijue looked at him strangely, as if he saw Wei Linghe's whole picture of Lushan Mountain just today... Wei Linghe turned his face away uncomfortably.

His aura is a little weak today.Obviously, he should go home to show off his might, and let his mother repent in her heart for what she did to her son before!To express the long-standing depression...

There is no gate to the field, and there is a high fence with thorn grass outside.A group of people are basically not human beings, and they can float over from the sky.

The underground palace, the underground palace, is at the bottom, you must get in.

A pigsty was built at the entrance of the underground palace designated by Wei Linghe, and the inside was fine, with three pigs plus a pig trough.If you want to go in to uncover the ground and see the mechanism in detail, you must first clean up all the sundries in the pigsty.

Twenty-two strikers.Wei Linghe didn't like this kind of dirtyness, so he stepped forward, but then backed away.

Seeing that Chen Yuhui was going to help, Li Meijue hurriedly pulled him back, told him to take Qianbao to stand aside, rolled up his clothes and sleeves, and went to help Er Er drive the pigs.

"He's been nice to you, huh?" Wei Ling folded his arms and swayed to Chen Yuhui's side.

Chen Yuhui smiled and looked at the eldest brother who had a strange aura today, and said, "Twenty-two is very good to big brother. It is also good to Qianbao."

Wei Linghe smiled: "You definitely don't know. When you lost your jade ring when you were young, you were haunted by ghosts, and you were unconscious all day long. He was the one who went to Chen's house to guard you and drive away other ghosts for you."

"Ah..." A gleam of light flashed in Chen Yuhui's eyes, "I don't remember." When I was young, the light and shadow were blurred, and there were a few stunned scenes left, almost from the entanglement with Wang Xu'an.

"I remember." Wei Linghe said, "When you were young, you were chubby, white and tender. When you were bullied by Er Er, you ran in front, wrapped in a white robe, like a snowball. If you stepped on the corner of your clothes and fell, you would cry loudly Loud. Much more timid than Qianbao."

How many children will be like Qianbao?Chen Yuhui looked at her child holding her hand.

Wei Qianbao was also looking up, looking at his "mother" with a smile.His expression and demeanor don't look like an ignorant child at all.He is clearly an expert who specializes in pretending to be well-behaved.

The current Chen Yuhui has a pale complexion compared to normal humans.Thin, not to mention, visible between the wrists, almost skinny.A face, even less round, has a pretty pointed chin.

"Tsk tsk, how did you feed Li Meijue? The big one is getting more and more fucked up, and the small one is getting a double chin." Wei Linghe shook his head.

Wei Qianbao flattened his mouth.

"He's a child." Chen Yuhui stretched out his hand to hold Wei Linghe between words.

Chen Yuhui's body temperature was low, and Wei Linghe's body temperature was not necessarily high, and his palms were even sweaty.

Chen Yuhui said: "Brother, thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know where I am now, and it would be hard to keep a ray of soul. Your mother... must be happy that you are alive, and you are alive very well."

Wei Linghe pondered for a while, then patted the back of Chen Yuhui's hand, tilted his head amusedly and said, "You... are you trying to comfort me? As long as you're alive? Living is everything?"

Chen Yuhui looked at Wei Linghe.

Wei Linghe shook his head, and said softly: "Actually, after so many years, I can't figure it out. It's just that the depression in my heart is hard to get rid of. Whether it's the destiny given by God or the way of life I chose, it's hard to care about it until now. Useless..."

Wei Linghe smiled, held Chen Yuhui's hand instead, looked at the two people struggling with the pig in the pigsty, and said, "However, if I hadn't left this damn place, how could I have met you later?"

Even in the dark night, Chen Yuhui wore a black cloak to block the light. At this time, the cap of the cloak fell off, revealing the face hidden by the long hair, which was as delicate as the lifeless portrait.But in a pair of bright autumn eyes, there are sparkles and smiles.

Wei Qianbao snuggled between the two, looking at this and that, very active.

☆, (13 fresh coins) 2.3

Raising pigs is easier to deal with than raising dogs.

There are shopkeepers living in a row of pork shops in front, so if they wake up, it will be troublesome.

The dogs would bark wildly, and the pigs would just whine and grind a few times, and then obediently be led, squeezed into the pigsty next door, found a place in the haystack, buried them, and fell asleep arched.

Empty in the pigsty, Er Er kicked away the pile of straw, Li Meijue stepped on the exposed slate floor, looking for mechanisms.

At this time, Wei Linghe, the original owner, appeared on the stage.Wei Linghe stepped left and right a few times, then frowned, kicked away a protrusion buried with pig manure, and stepped on it.

Immediately, with a rattling sound, four square stones on the ground were opened, revealing a dark hole with stone steps leading down. Because it had been closed for a long time, a strong and unpleasant smell diffused out.

Wei Qianbao hid beside Chen Yuhui, leaned over to look inside, rubbed his nose in disgust and leaned back.

Chen Yuhui put her arms around her son.

"Go down?" Li Meijue looked at Wei Linghe.

Wei Linghe nodded.Whether you are willing or not, you have come to this point and you have to keep going.He is back.

Wei Linghe took the lead, Chen Yuhui followed three, and the twenty-two hall was behind.

The stone cave door closed automatically behind them.

The stone path was pitch black.

Originally it was Chen Yuhui who was holding the hand of his son, but at this time Wei Qianbao did not know when he came to the front, and took his "mother" instead.

Chen Yuhui was taken aback, looking at the top of her son's head in a daze.

Sometimes, Chen Yuhui would have the illusion that Wei Qianbao lived in a boy with a long hair, who was obviously old and smart... This kind of thought is only fleeting.Wei Qianbao's trust in him is like a baby, why should he question it?

After walking for a while, there was a supernatural phenomenon.The stone lamps on both sides of the passage lit up one by one.

Through the light, it can be seen that there is more than one stone path in this underground palace, but only one path is lit.It's like showing the way.

They walked along the lit tunnel.

Walking closer, you can see that there is no wick and lamp oil in the stone lamp panel, only a cloud of hazy white gas is burning, and the overflowing gas is drifting away.

Under such light, the gloomy stone path is less lifeless and more unreal like a dream.

"Where is this place?" Wei Qianbao couldn't help asking, "Do you want to keep walking?"

no respond.

"It'll be there in a moment." Chen Yuhui's gentle voice.

Wei Qianbao held Chen Yuhui's hand tightly.

There was a white light in the white mist ahead, and there was a faint black shadow.

Wei Linghe stopped, startled for a moment, and quickened his pace.Just ahead, turn around the corridor, and behind the stone gate is a stone chamber with four walls and four sides.

On the two stone steps of the tomb, a large sarcophagus stands out in the middle.In the corner of the cemetery stood a dark jar half the height of a person.The mouth of the cylinder head is made of yellow kraft paper, tightly tied with layers of string.

Then, in such a stone room, stood two talking women.A well-proportioned young woman with a round face was facing them, her dark eyes fell on Wei Linghe all of a sudden, and the other with her back to them was full of white hair. Knowing that the guests had arrived, she turned around slowly, yes Looks like an old woman.

Wei Linghe was startled.

Chen Yuhui and the others had seen the two of them last time from Returning to the Soul Fragrance, and now they greeted each other, and Wei Qianbao obediently called grandma and grandma to the left, and there was no problem.

"My son..." The round-faced young woman looked at Wei Linghe and yelled, then shed tears.

"...Mother..." Wei Linghe finally stepped forward to recognize each other.After [-] minutes, they re-introduced one by one: "I... that guy, my brother-in-law, my brother-in-law, my grandson..."

The chaotic titles and relationships of the characters are worthy of being a family. Xue Hongzhu didn't have a single surprise, and accepted it with a smile, until he lost his eyes.

Wei Linghe frowned and pointed to the old woman next to Xue Hongzhu whose face was wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, "Wei Xuanxiang?!"

"...Your aunt." Fearing that his son would not say anything, Xue Hongzhu hastily pulled the hand that Wei Linghe was pointing at.

"It's me." The old woman spoke, and her voice could still be heard as a graceful and beautiful woman back then.

Chen Yuhui and the others were afraid of hearing the family secrets, and were about to leave to leave space for their family to gather, but the old woman stopped her and said it was okay.

Wei Linghe didn't care either, just waiting for Wei Xuanxiang's explanation.How did the beautiful woman back then turn into a haggard and ugly old lady?

Xue Hongzhu couldn't bear it.

Wei Xuanxiang smiled at her and said, "It's okay."

The atmosphere flowing between the two is still so warm, warm and intimate.

Wei Xuanxiang said: "I am a remnant soul that the Wei family recalled from the ground. I can only return to my body with the soul-returning fragrance refined from corpse oil. But a gorgeous ghost..."

Xue Hongzhu couldn't bear Wei Xuanxiang's calm narration, and took over the conversation: "But she is willing to leave that kind of life for me. After venting her anger, she will die, return to her bones, and disappear... But, I will accompany her... ..."

Because he chose to live according to his own will, and would rather pay the price of getting old, becoming ugly, or even disappearing forever, Wei Linghe didn't know what else he had to say about the parties' feelings.

"I'm sorry..." Xue Hongzhu held his son's hand and moved his lips.

Wei Linghe's eyebrows twitched, and he said awkwardly, "It's good that you know the consequences."

Everyone smiled.

Then, the monsters in a room full of neither humans nor ghosts exchanged information about their lives and cultivation, and Chen Yuhui asked Wei Linghe to buy back the Wei family and restore it to its original state.Wei Linghe was afraid of trouble, so he was noncommittal.

Xue Hongzhu said it was unnecessary.The reason is that she and Wei Xuanxiang won't be here for long.

Wei Xuanxiang said to Wei Linghe that if I die, my bones will be wiped out, and my bones will not need to be buried.Your mother is just a ray of obsession trapped in the world, and will follow me.We have nothing left for you, just the black jar in the corner of the tomb.

Wei Linghe was suspicious, what the hell.

Wei Xuanxiang smiled, it was my corpse oil, I was dead, your ancestors soaked me in the tank, and then the meat was rotten, and the bones were fished out.The accumulated corpse oil was used to make the soul-returning incense.

The crowd fell silent.

Even Er Er, who obediently squatted his big body in the corner and played with Wei Qianbao silently, raised his head.

Wei Xuanxiang said, didn't your father pass on the method of making the soul-returning incense to you?After my soul is gone this time, if you burn incense again, you will not be able to summon me anymore.However, you can use this incense to lure little ghosts, restrain little ghosts, and catch little ghosts. You are a descendant of the Wei family's celestial masters, so you naturally know the benefits of century-old corpse oil.

Wei Linghe frowned, I don't know how to use that kind of thing.dirty……

Wei Xuanxiang smiled, I know you have always hated me for finding a pervert to force you to marry, but that ghost is considered pretty good among the crowd of ghosts.

Wei Linghe's face turned green, and he followed Wei Xuanxiang's gaze, Twenty-two... That pervert is indeed much better looking than Twenty-two, but... the pervert can transform when excited, its skin and flesh will fall off, and it will rot. The filth will flow, Wei Lingheyi thought of the terrible feeling of being ground by a sharp bone in his back acupoint, and felt cold sweat.

... So, after Wei Linghe left home, he looked for fresh and undecomposed corpses, not old ghosts who had cultivated to become fine... Twenty-two was an exception.

Of course, your current one is also good, with a unique taste.Wei Xuanxiang commented.There are many good uses of the soul-returning incense, you will know it later.

Do not want to know.Wei Linghe twitched the corner of his mouth unbearably.

Hehehe.Wei Xuanxiang smiled.

After Wei Linghe and the others left, they agreed to go home and visit often when they had time.

The reality is that Wei Ling did not go back several times during the merger, but Wei Qianbao often came to steal a few sticks of incense during festivals and invited a couple of female relatives from the underground palace to come out to play.

Then one day later, in broad daylight, a demon fire burned down the pig farm, and the piglets that the farm owner had no time to take away all turned into roast suckling pigs.

The scorched black ground covered up everything in the past.

Wei Linghe said, they left.

On the eve of the fire, a large black urn appeared out of thin air in Wei Linghe's hut, along with a notebook handed down by the heads of the Wei family, which contained many secret techniques that were almost lost.

One of them is about the incense of returning souls.

After the original owner of the soul-returning incense is gone, lighting the soul-returning incense will not attract the ghosts.However, because of the strong fragrance, it can not only repel mosquitoes and flies, but also can be used as an aphrodisiac to increase the fun of double cultivation in the boudoir.

Wei Linghe gave Chen Yuhui a dozen.

Chen Yuhui is inseparable from life and death.

Chen Yuhui didn't know that Wei Qianbao secretly hid the dozen incense sticks afterwards.

Wave goodbye to old grudges, the cold wind blows the clouds away, swaying in the world of mortals, and drink a glass of wine.

Extra Story Four Ruo Yeqing [Wang Sheng/A Yu]

☆, (9 fresh coins) 1.1

During the rainy season, the weather is hot and humid.

There was a thunderstorm at noon, and there were basically no pedestrians on the street at this time.

Step on it with one foot and splash a puddle.

Wang Xuan hurried on the road with an umbrella in one hand and a large bag of things wrapped in oiled paper in the other.

He looked very embarrassed. When he came out, it happened to be raining heavily. Although he held up an umbrella, his whole body was basically soaked, and he could feel the water soaking under his cotton boots.

Wang Xu'an smiled slightly.

He wasn't ugly in the first place, but at this moment, even though he was embarrassed and had a smile on his lips, he still looked like a son.The little girl who was familiar with him in the rouge shop next to him waved to him.

Wang Xu'an loves rouge, loves giving rouge to girls he likes, and loves adding rouge to paints for painting.

However, he hadn't entered the rouge shop for a long time, so long that he missed the sweet fragrance of rouge.

Wang Xuan stopped in his tracks.

The girl in the rouge shop is called Xiao Rouge.

Little Yanzhi saw Wang Xuan shake off the water on the umbrella, leaned the umbrella by the door, and entered the rouge shop, still holding the oil paper bag in his hand, so she teased: "Which girl gave you the treasure in the arms of Mr. Wang? Are you so worried?"

Wang Xu'an smiled and said, "My wife is sick, so I'll go out and buy medicine for him."

The little girl shouted: "When did the prince get married? I haven't even heard of it."

Wang Xu'an thought for a while and said, "It's been less than half a year."

"No wonder you seldom see the son to take care of business." The little girl said, "Do you want to buy some makeup for my wife?"

Wang Xuan touched the pink box opened by Xiao Yanzhi with his fingertips, smelled it, and said, "Don't use these to send me away, the love made by Hongxiu Zhai is gone?"

"Yes, yes." Little Rouge wondered, "The remaining three boxes have been taken, and the deposit has been paid in advance."

Wang Xu'an said with a smile: "Rouge is not a snack, three boxes is too much. Tell the buyer, let me have one box, and I will pay double the price, okay?"

Little Rouge was distressed at first, but when she heard about the double price, she immediately laughed, took something into a box, and handed it to Wang Xu'an.

"Young Master is so kind to Madam." Little Rouge couldn't help but say.

Everyone knows that Wang Xu'an is famous, but he is willing to settle down and accompany someone, which is really rare.

"I think so too." Wang Xu'an saw that it was dark outside and thunder was coming, fearing that it would rain again, he hurriedly stuffed Yanzhi into his arms, took the umbrella, and said goodbye to Xiao Yanzhi.

For things like buying medicine, Wang Xu'an didn't need to go in person.

There are servants in the palace. After Chen Yuhui moved in, a few more came with him, and there were many servants.

But thinking of seeing Chen Yuhui spitting up blood this morning, he was in a hurry, so he consulted a doctor and prescribed a prescription, and he couldn't bear it if he didn't run out to pick up the medicine himself.

Chen Yuhui has been weak since she was a child, coupled with the shock of the death of her parents, tired of attending the funeral, old illnesses and heart problems, intermittently, after coming to the Wang family, she has not felt better.

When Wang Xu'an invited Chen Yuhui to come to Wang's house, he felt uneasy and didn't expect Chen Yuhui to agree.

Parents are buried, there is no coffin in the mourning hall, and the white curtains are fluttering, making it look empty.The young man stood in the middle of the mourning hall, looking very petite, silently looking at the spiritual tablet on the case.

At that time, Wang Xu'an was full of pity and wanted to love this desolate and lonely boy in front of him.

Wang Xu'an, who was 22, walked to the side of 15-year-old Chen Yuhui.The boy raised his head, his eyes were ethereal, filled with emotions that Wang Xu'an couldn't see clearly.

Wang Xu'an suddenly felt his throat dry.

Wang Xu'an coughed, held Chen Yuhui's shoulders and said, "From now on, you will be alone, and I will be alone. Will you go with me? I will treat you well and love you for the rest of my life. You will be alone when you are with me. I'll be lonely. Would you like to be... my person, not my brother, but my wife."

Wang Xu'an has never confessed his love to others like this. He has always done it before talking, or doing it while talking, or doing it without saying it.

So much so that just after he finished speaking, his boss was alone, and his face was a bit ashamed.The young man in front of him looked up at him. He said such words suddenly in the mourning hall of his parents. Moreover, he must have been dazed and impulsive when he brought him home and talked about his wife...

Just when Wang Xuan was about to regret it.

Chen Yuhui nodded, and he said yes.

Wang Xu'an was stunned.

Chen Yuhui said: "Mother said that when you get married, you have to wear wedding clothes, drink wedding wine, light red candles, beat gongs and drums, and pick you up in a sedan chair..."

"If you like it, I'll do it." Wang Xuan squatted down.

So, no appointment, no matchmaker, no guests.The son of the Chen family entered the Wang family's gate.

The wedding clothes are beautiful, the wedding team is invited, the sedan chair is borrowed, the brazier is danced, the heaven and the earth are worshiped in the wedding hall, red candles are lit in the wedding room, the dragon and phoenix red covers are lifted, and the wedding wine is drunk... the absurdity is Ridiculous, but it was their own wedding.

Chen Yuhui said: "I am not a woman, but I married you like a woman. People outside know that you are married, but they don't know which family you married. You can raise me in the house, and no one will know You married a man. Even if you know, you can't marry again..."

Wang Xu'an smiled: "I have you, how dare I marry someone else?"

Chen Yuhui's complexion was fair, covered with makeup, she was extraordinarily beautiful, against the woman's phoenix crown headdress and embroidered gauze dress, she looked like a fairy boy in the candlelight.

That night, Wang Xu'an hugged Xiantong, kissed and hugged, but he did not indulge in willfulness.

Chen Yuhui's body has been stubbornly persevering since her parents became seriously ill. Finally, she had a high fever that night and fell completely ill. She was bedridden for more than a month before she recovered her complexion.

It can be said that until now, the two have not shared a room.

This happened to Wang Xu'an, and his old fox friends might not believe him when he told it, but Wang Xu'an really had the patience to grind it slowly.

Chen Yuhui is his property, Wang Xu'an is not worried at all.

Life is too long, if you get it too early, wouldn't it be tasteless?A little more fun is enough to live a long life.This is what Wang Xuan said to himself.

He also felt that he was particularly easy to soften his heart in front of Chen Yuhui.

☆, (9 fresh coins) 1.2

When Wang Xuan entered the house, it was just in time for the second downpour of the day.He hopped through the door.

Ask how the son is doing.The servant said he was asleep.

Wang Xu'an handed the medicine to Tanniang who was following Chen Yuhui, and ordered the decoction time.Pushing open the door, he saw the person on the bed sleeping soundly with his head tilted, so he closed the door and went to deal with his wet body.

After Wang Xuan took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and dried his hair hastily, he picked up a book and went to Chen Yuhui's room.

Chen Yuhui loves books, and Wang Xuan is afraid that his eyes will get tired from reading all the time, so he often reads to him when he is with him.

As soon as Wang Xu'an entered the room, the person on the bed opened his eyes.

Because at home, Wang Xu'an didn't wear a coat. Seeing that Chen Yuhui was awake, he took off his shoes and went to sit next to him.

Chen Yuhui hugged the quilt and moved inside to make room.

Chen Yuhui was afraid of the cold, her snow-white face was lined with a white satin quilt, and she was as weak as a doll.

Wang Xu'an hugged Chen Yuhui under the quilt, kissed the tip of his nose, and asked, "Is it better?"

"Hmm." Chen Yuhui stretched out her hand from under the quilt, touched Wang Xu'an's hair, and said, "It's wet."

"It's raining outside, didn't you hear the thunder?" Wang Xu'an pulled his hair aside so as not to bump into Chen Yuhui.

Chen Yuhui didn't mind, she lifted a corner of the quilt and looked at Wang Xu'an.

The boy's wide sleeves fell off, revealing the delicate knots and white and greasy arms, and even the slender fingers without a trace of blemish are so delicate and attractive... Wang Xu'an grinned, grabbed the boy's wrist, lifted the quilt, and squeezed in .

Chen Yuhui moved closer to Wang Xuan.

Chen Yuhui said, "Have you gone to buy medicine?"

Wang Xu'an rubbed Chen Yuhui's knuckles, wrists, and arms back and forth.

Chen Yuhui was used to being touched by him, but she just put her legs on Wang Xuan's waist as if she was in a temper tantrum, raised her head slightly, frowned and said, "I don't want to drink medicine. I'll be fine in the morning, and I'll be fine after I sleep."

"It's okay, why did you cough up blood?" Wang Xu'an coaxed.

"...throat is itchy." The boy whispered, "I haven't vomited blood for a long time, you can't let me take medicine."

"It's thundering and raining outside, and you don't want to take the medicine I bought so hard. It's as if I've been scooped up from the water." Wang Xu'an pretended to complain.

The young man got up, looked at him, and suddenly lowered his head and touched Wang Xu'an's lips and said, "I'll kiss you, don't let them feed me medicine."

"Not enough... Kiss again..." Wang Xu'an held the boy's waist.

Chen Yuhui remained silent, bowed her head for a while, and followed what Wang Xuan did to him every day, touched Wang Xuan's brows and eyes with her lips, and licked the tip of her tongue slightly. , was about to withdraw, but was held down by Wang Xuan.

"Woo..." Chen Yuhui struggled against Wang Xu'an, knelt half-kneeling between Wang Xu'an's legs, her cheeks, neck, and ears were all red from being kissed.

asphyxia.The body slowly softened and leaned down, the young man whimpered and rubbed against Wang Xu'an.

Wang Xu'an had enough kisses, let go.The boy curled up against Wang Xu'an's chest, panting weakly.

Wang Xuan pursed his lips, put his big hand into the boy's clothes, touched his wet back, and said, "I'm sweating."

"En." Chen Yuhui kicked the quilt, her body clinging to Wang Xu'an.

"Uncomfortable?" Wang Xu'an crawled under the boy's clothes with both hands.

Chen Yuhui panted, her opened eyes were foggy and moist.

"My Ayu is getting older, I know it's uncomfortable." Wang Xu'an smiled and took off Chen Yuhui's pants, and covered the quilt again, but kept stroking Chen Yuhui's buttocks, grooves and some hard front with his hands.

A boy with late childbearing has not even grown his hair, so he is easy to touch.

Chen Yuhui gradually lost her breath, and she was lying on the pillow as if she was drowning, her whole body was covered in pink.

Wang Xu'an got excited about playing, got into the quilt, and licked it with his mouth and tongue.

Chen Yuhui's legs trembled from being held.

Wang Xu'an got his head out of the quilt, stretched out his hand to take off his pants, stretched out his legs and squeezed between the boy's legs, two