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From the fingertips came the soft touch wrapped in ice silk, it was the young man's slender forearm.

Yan Chong's face was slightly condensed, and when he helped the boy up, he calmly opened the distance between the two of them.

Then, he frowned and stared at the boy who had "changed his appearance" in front of him.

At this moment, the young man no longer has half a piece of coarse cloth on his body, but is wrapped in a soft cyan gauze, which makes his already thin body even smaller, and also makes his face extraordinarily small.

There was a hint of timidity between his eyebrows and eyes, and his body trembled slightly, like a juvenile lotus swaying in the water, which made people feel a little affectionate.

Yan Chongcai found out that the boy was born pretty well.It's a pity that there are two clusters of light brown freckles on the cheeks, and a small cluster on the bridge of the nose, ruining the original fine bones.

After the two people's eyes met for a very short time, the boy became timid and fearful again.Except that he didn't turn around and run away immediately, he did all kinds of small movements out of fear.

Yan Chong looked more and more uncomfortable, his gaze shifted from the young man's slightly open skirt to his fingers gripping the shirt, he frowned and asked, "Are you afraid of me?"

In an instant, the young man was taken aback, all small movements stopped abruptly, and he shook his lowered head nervously.

"You are afraid of me." Yan Chong said firmly, with a trace of puzzlement in his low voice, "But I never bullied you, and I clearly saved you, so you shouldn't be afraid of me."

Without waiting for the boy to respond, he looked down at the boy's soft hair, and suddenly bullied him, with a cold tone: "...or do you want me to bully you?"

Hearing this, the young man swiped his head and raised his head, his clear eyes were full of surprise.

Seeing this, Yan Chong smiled with interest, and his smiling eyes made arcs of looking up and down.

"Are you scared? You're dressed like this... Seriously, don't you understand anything?"

There were no shoes on the feet, the boy's feet overlapped due to restlessness, and the hem of the long gown used to cover his body was quietly opened, and the snow-white skin inside would always be faintly exposed when the breeze swayed slowly.

Xu Shi is too thin, and her slender collarbone is particularly prominent, which makes people unable to resist touching and rubbing her.

Yan Chong really did that, gently rubbing and touching, the fragility in his hands fascinated him, dazzled and intoxicated.

It is a thousand times more wonderful than imagined.

Gradually, the boy's eyes were filled with shyness and embarrassment, his body could not hide, but he couldn't help biting his rosy lips that were painted with lip balm.

Yan Chong noticed his movement, his eyes moved slightly, and he turned to rub the young man's lips with his fingertips, wiping it from the corner of his mouth little by little: "It's too red, it's not suitable for you."

When the redness was completely gone from the boy's lips, he looked away for a moment, then purposely pinched the boy's cheek with his fingers stained with redness.

There were fingerprint-like red marks on her cheeks, as if she had been poked with an exclusive seal.

"I'm asking you, don't you really understand?" He asked again in a deep voice.

Not long after the words fell, the young man who had been keeping his eyes down, finally raised his misty eyes, and mustered up the courage to look directly at the man in front of him.

He shook his head and nodded again: "I understand. Your lord, you can."

Immediately, he took a deep breath, his eyelashes fluttered slightly and he closed his eyes, grabbed the man's sleeve, and leaned forward slightly to lean over him.

Warm fragrance in my arms.

Yan Chong remained motionless, and a string called reason was still tense in his mind.

It is clear that today I just want to see him and talk to him, how could it turn into the current situation?

The voice in his heart kept telling him:

this is not right.

He tried his best to raise his hand, trying to push the person in his arms away, but at this moment a faint night wind swept into the bedroom.

"jingle--"

With a bang, the string called reason in my heart was completely broken...

Hold a slender waist and kiss him softly...

As said earlier.

Harshly, nicely, bully him...

The red silk slowly rolled up the curtain, and that night, Yan Chong knew the boy's name.

"Xiaomo, come here." Yan Chong waved to Wen Xiaomo, who was studying the sword seriously, and glanced slightly at Teacher Luo who was teaching him carefully.

His eyes were cold, sending chills down his spine.

Luo Zhou wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and murmured: "Obviously you keep asking us to come here... Now you are protecting your calf, afraid of learning martial arts..."

Yan Chong was not afraid of being tired and suffering Wen Xiaomo, but because of a strange possessive desire that he didn't want to admit.

"Forget it, Luo Zhou, your teaching is too profound and boring, and too strict. I should teach Xiao Mo myself."

If it wasn't for Yan Chong's serious words, Luo Zhou would think that his lord must be joking. He is the person with the highest attainment in swordsmanship in the entire Wuya Palace, and he has had countless disciples under his name, yet he actually said that he is not good at teaching?

Luo Zhou was so angry that he didn't dare to speak, and then he met the disgusting gaze of his lord.

ok, i'll go.

After Luo Zhou left, Yan Chong resumed his usual gentle attitude with Wen Xiaomo, his voice was low and soft: "Are you tired?"

"Not tired!" Wen Xiaomo bent his bright eyes, took the initiative to rub against Yan Chong's chest, and raised his red face from practicing martial arts, "Are you really going to teach me swordsmanship in the future? Then... lord Are you going to be strict?"

The smile on the corner of Yan Chong's mouth was even bigger, and he pinched the young man's face that was already smoother than when he first saw it, "I'm afraid it will." His fingers were a bit reluctant to part, and suddenly thought of the smoother touch in other places, he couldn't help breathing A suffocation.

It's like that in broad daylight, it's not true, let alone this morning...

Yan Chong quickly stopped his wild thoughts, controlled himself to move his obscure eyes away from the snow-white neck decorated with plum blossoms, pulled away the warm body of the two, coughed to cover up: "Let's go, I will take you Let’s go out for a walk.”

"Okay!"

Mostly with a young heart, Wen Xiaomo couldn't help raising his hands and cheering when he heard that he could go out and play.However, as soon as he raised his hand, he found that his hand was pulled tightly by the person beside him at some point, so he restrained his movements.

Turning his face away, he stuck out his tongue in embarrassment, and his smile was as bright as light.

These days, Yan Chong has raised this man's brilliance, showing a lively temperament.

Maybe after brushing away the dusty and cowardly exterior, revealing the clear and pure inside, this is his original appearance.

At the foot of the mountain where Wuya Palace is located, there is a small town. The town is not big, but it is located in an important road.

The sunshine in the afternoon of autumn is just right, spreading among the bustling crowds, shop flags are flying high on both sides of the market, and the vendors below are shouting constantly.Even if it is not a day to go to the market, it is also very lively.

"My lord, over there!" Wen Xiaomo was attracted by the applause of juggling with knives and sticks, and grabbed Yan Chong's hand to squeeze into the crowd.Yan Chong also followed him, and with his terrifying murderous aura, he forced the people around him to give way to them.

Wen Xiaomo stared dumbfounded at the big stone on the dark man's body, his black eyes were full of curiosity and concentration, and when the big hammer hit, he grabbed Yan Chong's arm and buried his face in his chest.

Although Yan Chong felt that this kind of deceptive juggling was stupid, but the experience at the moment was not bad, so he flew out a golden leaf quite generously, and accurately pierced it into the half-cracked stone.

The onlookers looked sideways at the stern-faced man in black clothes, wondering whose son it was.

Amidst the chatter and discussion, the two men who were performing boulder breaking kowtowed to the generous guest: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!"

Originally, Yan Chongzheng was enjoying the adoring gaze of Wen Xiaomo beside him very childishly, but the atmosphere was ruined by the "Master" one after another.The black eyes rolled across, and the two men immediately fell silent.

How old is he?

"It's boring, small tricks." Yan Chong pulled Wen Xiaomo to withdraw from the crowd with a cold face, and said as he walked, "I'll let Luo Zhou play it for you when I get back. It's easy to fly the eaves, walk the spine, throw pots and dance swords."

Wen Xiaomo: "...Huh?"

Luo Zhou: "...?"

After wandering around for a while, the two were a little tired, so they found a restaurant by the river bank to eat and rest.I chose the private room with the best view, where you can not only overlook the hurrying ships in the river, but also see the bustling scene of people downstairs.

"My lord, please help us...we..." The gray-haired old man opposite the restaurant knelt by the roadside, tremblingly extending his callused hands to the tourists walking through the city.

His eyes were not getting better, one was squinted, and the pupil of the other was also cloudy.Because of his poor eyesight, his outstretched hand actually grabbed the hem of a rich man in rich clothes. The man suddenly became furious and gave the old man a hard kick.

"Go away!" The fat filled with fat trembled with the man's domineering movements, "You beggar! Go away!"

The old man's face was haggard, and his cheeks were deeply sunken.The man in the fancy dress swaggered away, but I didn't dare to pursue it, and lay down on the side panting, or sighing.

Even in times of peace and prosperity, there are always poor people living in hardships and hardships. People passing by take a sympathetic look, but they just take a look.On the contrary, he was more curious about the stupid boy who was also kneeling next to the old man, and his eyes stayed there.

"Wen'er, poor child...cough cough..." The old man covered his mouth and coughed with one hand, while holding the silly boy's hand with the other.

Take a closer look, the clothes of the old man and the young man are not as shabby as ordinary beggars, except that the fabric is a bit faded and old, it is actually just the clothes of ordinary farmers.

"If grandpa is gone, how will you live?" The old man held Chi'er's hand and wept endlessly.Amidst Xu Xu's constant mournful cries, the stupid boy finally reacted a bit. He turned his head in a daze, and his voice was also full of foolishness: "Grandpa, don't cry."

"Pa—" At such a tender moment, a piece of silver suddenly fell to the old man's leg.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and immediately burst out with the potential of returning to the past. He didn't care to look at the money on the ground, and hugged the well-wisher's leg.

"Well-meaning son, please help us young and old...Although this kid is a bit stupid, he is very obedient and able to work. Take him to be a servant in your house, as long as he has something to eat, I beg you!"

Such an old man was able to speak such a series of words without panting, which confused the well-dressed man above him.It took him a while to understand what the old man meant. He frowned and looked at the silly young man, and said helplessly, "I have no home and no house, and I don't need a servant."

The old man made up his mind and never let go.

"Then I will be a cow and a horse for you, and I just ask you to give this stupid child a bite to eat. I don't live for a few days, and I am afraid that this child will have nothing to do. I beg you, take pity on us young and old."

The crowd of onlookers gradually increased, and the man in strong attire didn't like being watched. Seeing that the old man was about to kowtow to the hard stone floor, he hurriedly grabbed the old man's arm: "Then... I think about it?"

In fact, he has always been short of someone to help him. Seeing that this young man is so stupid, then there is no need to worry about him stealing Lu's secret method of making swords.

After thinking about it for a while, his eyes on the young man softened a lot.

"Then, let's do it."

At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted, "Yes...it's the Sky Blue Sword! He is the swordsmith Lu Tai! My God, I have to go back to my house and inform my young master!"

The rest of the people didn't know what treasure the Sky Blue Sword was, but they all stared at the small hilt of the sword protruding from Lu Tai's back and talked about it.

Lu Tai cursed secretly, quickly helped the old man up, and grabbed the silly boy's arm: "Let's go! It's really not clean!"

"...Lu Tai?" Wen Xiaomo in the private room of the restaurant leaned on the railing, turned his face back in a murmur, "Who is Lu Tai? Is he very powerful?"

The corner of Yan Chong's mouth twitched: "So-so, I heard that the skill of casting swords is good, but the martial arts are not good."

"Oh." Wen Xiaomo swayed his legs to play, pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "When it comes to martial arts, the Lord must be the most powerful! Number one in the world!"

"..." Yan Chong is always conceited and conceited, but now he couldn't hold back Wen Xiaomo's adoring eyes, he coughed, and pretended to be serious: "Come and eat!"

Wen Xiaomo wrinkled his face when he heard it, looked at the braised duck leg with soy sauce that appeared in his bowl at some time, and simply turned around and sat next to Yan Chong, close to him.

Pulling his hand and putting it on his belly, Wen Xiaomo pouted aggrievedly: "Why did the lord secretly pick up food for me again! Look, my belly is so round, I really can't eat any more."

Yan Chong's big hand was forced to touch his belly, it was really bulging.At the same time, a strange feeling lingered in my mind, and some strange pictures followed in my mind.

"If you don't eat, then don't eat." Yan Chong withdrew his hand suddenly, his eyes fell into the void, and his voice was cold: "Sit back and sit opposite."

His tone was a bit harsh, and his temper was too moody.

It's better than him being a beast here!

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