dirty stuff

The rain that had been raining for three consecutive days finally stopped on the fourth day. The dirty world seemed to be cleaned up completely. Shen Yan always felt that the room was too stuffy. The autumn wind made Shengfeng feel extremely comfortable.

There is nothing more comforting than Xiyi Ghost King's meticulous care.

Sheng Feng would also wonder if Shen Yan used to serve people often. He thought he was a ghost king whose ten fingers did not touch Yang Chunshui, but he turned out to be a bit more efficient than Huang Rongxin in serving tea.

After eating the dumplings brought by his wife, Sheng Feng nestled on the sofa and swiped his phone. In the past three days, Ling Shi had called him countless times, and there were hundreds of unread notifications, almost all of which were looking for information on the news. He deliberated over that matter for a long time, but still sent a message to Ling Shi: I'm fine, temporarily suspended, don't worry.

Suddenly, a hand stained with water drops stretched out from behind the cell phone Sheng Feng was holding, and Shen Yan promptly put a pillow on his back for him. For this very normal move, Sheng Feng's fingers paused slightly, and Shen Yan Yan's actions made him feel extremely familiar.

It's like...it's happened countless times many years ago.

The phone vibrated, and Ling Shi replied with a message: Are you at home by yourself?I will accompany you.

Sheng Feng looked up at Shen Yan, who was lying on the dining table and cutting peaches with a knife, curled his lips, and replied: I'm not alone, Team Ling should not come to me too often, I'm afraid that Team Tang will commit assassinations.

After replying this sentence, he sat up from the sofa, grabbed Shen Yan's neck with his slippers from behind while Shen Yan wasn't paying attention, and hung his whole body on him.

Sheng Feng teased and said, "Are all the ghosts in Xiyi Realm so good at serving people?"

Subconsciously, Shen Yan tensed his body and held the handle of the fruit knife backwards, with the blade facing backwards. He realized that it was Sheng Feng before he relaxed. He let Sheng Feng hang on his back, and continued to cut the plump and juicy peaches slowly.

He squeezed a sliced ​​peach and put it where the people behind him could reach. Sheng Feng ate the peach with his hand, resting his head on Shen Yan's shoulder, staring at the uncut peach in his hand with a pair of eyes. Finished peaches.

Shen Yan patted his hand hooking her neck lightly, and reminded: "Don't be so silent in the future, I'm afraid of hurting you."

Sheng Feng dismissed it, stuck it on his back and said, "I found something myself before, and it should have something to do with that red light."

Shen Yan neatly stacked the cut peaches in a transparent glass bowl, Sheng Feng loosened his grip on his neck, held the big bowl of peaches, blinked at him, Shen Yan took a breath , pretending to be calm: "It's okay, tell me when you want to tell me."

Sheng Feng dragged him to sit on the sofa, took out his laptop, and searched out the previous browsing records to show him: "I always dreamed of the same scene before. In the latest dream, I heard their conversation, and then I I saw Su Jingran."

Shen Yan frowned slightly, he knew that Sheng Feng had never met Su Jingran, so how could he dream of a stranger he had never met before?

Sheng Feng remembered the four words Xie Bian had said to him before, and secretly figured it was better not to tell Shen Yan, so he continued: "You should know more about Su Jingran's life than I do."

Shen Yan fed him a piece of peach, and continued to say: "Su Jingran is the king of Meng Liang, a famous tyrant in history, and his mother is a famous actress in the south of the Yangtze River. With a lowly status, when he was 17 years old, he planned to eradicate the crown prince Ye, and fell in Yuchan Feng..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Shen Yan's gaze was suddenly absent for a moment. He lowered his eyelids a little dullly. He was about to say something just now, but his mind suddenly went blank even though the words had already reached his lips.

Seeing his bewildered look, Sheng Feng seemed to be able to see some clues in his heart, and slowly guided: "Shen Yan, Yuchanfeng's Master Shen Zhuyao, do you still have any impression?"

Shen Yan tried hard to recall for a while, finally shook his head, he sighed, reached out to ruffle Sheng Feng's hair, his eyes were full of tenderness: "I know you want to help me retrieve some memories of my life, even Su Jingran Since the superior started to target me, maybe I really offended him in my lifetime, but I still don't want to believe that my previous life had any connection with Su Jingran, including the Yuchanfeng and Shen Zhuyao you just mentioned, they are bloodthirsty as I don’t want to be with any of them in my previous life.”

He had a grand occasion, and everything seemed less important than before.

The other party laughed softly, understood his meaning, took away the computer on his lap, turned to look at him, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and stretched out his tender fingers to twist the few strands behind his ears that could not be coiled. With broken hair, he said: "Your hair here looks annoying, and a small braid would be appropriate."

Shen Yan leaned over and pecked lightly on his lips, clasped Sheng Feng's slender right wrist, and showed a sly smile: "Then group leader Sheng, will you braid it for me?"

The thin shimmer of light poured down from the gaps in the curtains, sprinkled freely in front of Sheng Feng's eyes, and he seemed to be immersed in an antique pavilion in an instant. .

The delicately polished bronze mirror reflected the handsome face of a teenage boy. His eyes were full of cleanliness and purity that he should have at this age. His long hair was still loose before he was weak. Bind his hair with a wooden comb.

The young man suddenly pouted for some reason, his little face wrinkled together, he covered his face with his two light white hands, and muttered in his mouth: "Brother Ayao, I don't like this little braid, can I get rid of it in the future?" Braid it."

The man with the hair tied behind him didn't take it seriously, he fiddled with the braids hidden behind the young man's ears to his shoulders: "You can't take care of the broken hair behind your ears, it doesn't look very dignified to go out like this, besides, doesn't it look good when you braid it like this?"

The young man's head was almost buried in the ground, he held his little face depressedly, and hummed: "When I grow up, Brother Ayao won't let Brother Ayao tie my hair. I still don't want braids."

The sun shining on the body made people feel drowsy, Shen Yan looked at Sheng Feng sitting there with a blank face, hurried up and touched his forehead, and asked in a hurry: "Sheng Feng, Sheng Feng? What's the matter, are you okay?"

In an instant, Sheng Feng's consciousness was pulled back by Shen Yan. Seeing Shen Yan's angry eyes, he immediately shook his head: "I'm fine, I was distracted just now."

What is that, is it a hallucination?

Shen Yan didn't realize Sheng Feng's so-called "wandering mind", he suddenly remembered something, and looked a little serious: "There was something I wanted to give you, but I was dazed by these miscellaneous things, and almost forgot gone."

Sheng Feng looked at him suspiciously, and Shen Yan stretched out his hand to him: "Close your eyes, and take it here."

Sheng Feng didn't know what he was doing, but he closed his eyes obediently, and passed a hand over. He only felt that his hand was being held by Shen Yan, and his thumb was caught by something cold. Yes, the size is just right.

Shen Yan smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, open your eyes."

Sheng Feng slowly opened his eyes, and when he drew back his hand, he saw that he was wearing a green and transparent jade wrench on his thumb, with a layer of gold trim on the inside. He didn't know much about jade, but he could still see some good things. Yes, the best gold inlaid jade ring finger.

This is a good item that Shen Yan personally went to the black market to bid a lot of money for a few rounds.

Sheng Feng seemed a little embarrassed facing such a valuable thing, he was about to take it from his hand and return it to Shen Yan, but Shen Yan held it down with one hand: "There is no possibility of returning the things I sent out."

This strange feeling made Sheng Feng feel awkward. He always felt that after receiving this thing, he was no different from those darlings who were adopted. Thinking of this, he still took this jade finger ring with a bad face: "I have nothing to give away. Yours, I can't accept such an expensive gift from you for no reason, and I'm not your male favorite, what do you want this thing for..."

Shen Yan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then burst out laughing, put his arms around Sheng Feng's waist and put the belt in his arms, leaned closer and said: "My team leader Sheng is a celebrity in the underworld, who dares to let you be a male favourite?"

"Shengfeng, I am sincerely interested in you, and I have no other thoughts. I remember that it will be your birthday in a few days, but there have been many affairs in Xiyi Realm recently, and I was afraid that I would not be able to accompany you for too long, so I bought a I'll make an apology for you, let's say..."

Sheng Feng turned around: "What more?"

Shen Yan smiled and said, "I have something more important than life, and I put it with you."

Sheng Feng didn't remember that he had taken anything from Shen Yan, and the latter didn't want to explain too much, took his hand and brought him the wrench again, put it on his lips and kissed it.

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Su Jingran stood on the top of the city tower, looking at the group of evil spirits and slaves who were practicing in the distance, Jing Huan gave him a list of expeditions, Su Jingran flipped through the booklet, and asked casually: "The person who let you stare, how is it recently?" gone?"

Jing Huan had a joyful expression on his face: "Public opinion in the world is well guided. Sheng Feng has been expelled from Guoan at present, and the position of team leader of the Seventh Group of Guoan has changed hands. It is ridiculous that the old man surnamed Tang was used by us. If you still don't know it, you are pitiful for Sheng Feng..."

Su Jingran said flatly: "He made such a mistake in his early years. He trusted and protected those mortals too much, and his fame in his last life came to a sloppy end. I didn't expect that he still hasn't made any progress."

Jing Huan stood aside and didn't dare to agree with him. He had figured out Su Jingran's temperament in the past few days. Whenever there was a word of Sheng Feng, he scolded him vigorously, but he didn't allow others to echo or insult him. That's why the slave who was eager to get the upper hand lost his entire tongue because of this.

Su Jingran gave Jing Huan a sideways glance, and Jing Huan immediately reacted: "Shen...Shen Yan, recently Shen Yan has frequently traveled back and forth between the Xiyi Realm and the human world, and Sheng Feng seems to have...a very close personal relationship..."

Su Jingran snorted coldly: "He won't be complacent for too long, and within a few days, the good show will begin."

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