Yaozun is chasing me to open the screen

The banshee stayed on the bed, and she walked towards Shuang Jiangnian gracefully and gracefully.

Shuang Jiangnian suddenly understood that Yan Hualan's so-called "recognizing you when you meet each other" is not a supernatural ability, but a normal reaction to someone he likes.

The monster in front of him, every word and deed is no different from a woman, but he just knows that this monster should be eight feet tall, with a tiger back and a waist, holding a folding fan, pretending to be cute every day, and calling "brother" sticky .

The banshee asked with a smile: "Your Majesty has been staring at me for so long, but because I'm good-looking, you're just dumbfounded?"

Shuang Jiangnian caught a trace of displeasure in the other party's eyes, and said to the system: "Appraise the objects on him."

The system is unknown, so: [Hairpins, fairy skirts, no lethal weapons, not assassins.Huh?What about her chest...]

"what?"

[He has two freshly steamed sourdough buns on his chest, which should have been bought in the morning market outside, and now they can be eaten with pickles, and they are still hot.Host, who is this person? ]

"It's Yan Hualan."

The system was silent and weeping.

Shuang Jiangnian's eyes unconsciously fell on the chest of the "female" monster, Yan Hualan narrowed his eyes slightly, and covered his chest with his arms, making a shy and coquettish posture.

Shuang Jiangnian: "..."

I really don't know what is so good about steamed buns that cost a penny.

He didn't break it: "Who are you?"

Yan Hualan: "Hua Lan from my slave family, the girl from Fengyue Building opposite."

Shuang Jiangnian smiled but not a smile: "Hualan?"

Yan Hualan was not guilty, and cast a sideways glance at him: "Orchid flower, orchid's orchid, sir, you can call slave Alan."

"Don't call yourself a slave, I'm not used to it." Shuang Jiangnian put on a suede fur casually, "It's still early, and the boat and car will set sail in an hour. Would you like to go outside with me?"

Yan Hualan was at a loss: "Mr. Lang didn't even ask me why I appeared here, and what did I do last night?"

"I went to Fengyue Tower and asked your master, won't I know?" Shuang Jiangnian smiled, "Why is Ah Lan's face so stiff, could it be..."

Could it be that she wasn't the girl in the building at all, and everything was exposed after this visit?

Yan Hualan patted his stiff face, and forced out a sad smile: "It's been a year, things are different, and the building has changed owners a few times, I'm afraid I won't be remembered."

"'Things are right and people are wrong'? It seems that Miss Alan really misses Fengyue Tower. Why don't you take advantage of this to revisit the old place." Shuang Jiangnian politely gave up: "Please."

It is hell-level difficulty to deceive brother.

Yan Hualan walked over with a stiff smile, with the same hands and feet, and the woman was not used to wearing the embroidered shoes, so she tripped over the threshold.

Shuang Jiangnian reached out to support him, embraced him, and made intimate contact with the two warm steamed buns.

"Miss Ah Lan, are you okay?" He smiled like a spring breeze.

His gentle smile was unprecedented in Yan Hualan's life. Yan Hualan was happy and angry at the same time, and said sourly, "Mr. Lang is so kind to me."

Shuang Jiangnian continued to smile: "After all, a one-night couple and a hundred nights of grace."

Yan Hualan couldn't hold back her smile.

This is not what he thought!

The script he imagined should be that the soft and charming demon girl molested the cold fairy in every possible way.

In this way, he can also take advantage of it, and my brother will not be tempted, and the best of both worlds.

But with the current development, it is clear that he has created an extra female love rival for himself!

Yan Hualan was full of question marks.

Could it be that he is so charming, everyone loves him, his elder brother can be straightened by him, and everyone's heart is moved?

Just as he was thinking, Shuang Jiangnian stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around him, and seemed to support his left "chest".

Yan Hualan's pupils trembled.

Shuang Jiangnian withdrew her hand without changing her face.

Without him, when he was tripped just now, the steamed bun on the left side of Yan Hualan squeezed into the

If you don't help, it's not good to scare the passers-by outside.

The two came out hand in hand, Yan Hualan laughed at Yan Yan on his face, but his heart kept shaking.

Shuang Jiangnian broke a plum blossom from the corner of the wall and stuck it in his hair: "This plum blossom is very beautiful. It is even more beautiful on Ah Lan."

hum.

Shuang Jiangnian bought a stick of candied haws and handed it to him: "A-Lan, would you like to try it? Sweet and sour, a fresh taste that the Yaozu doesn't have."

thump, thump, thump.

Shuang Jiangnian pulled him to sit down at a wonton shop on the side of the street: "A-Lan, isn't he hungry? Eat some hot food to warm up, this restaurant tastes really good."

Hit thump thump thump.

Two bowls of wontons were served, and the milky white mist was steaming, making Yan Hualan teary.

Shuang Jiangnian asked with a smile: "Why is Ah Lan so pale?"

Yan Hualan: "...frozen." Regretted.

In addition to wontons, there were two small porcelain pots on the table, I don't know what seasoning it was.He was dumbfounded, grabbed a pot and poured it in.

Shuang Jiangnian hurriedly restrained his wrist: "Don't put too much vinegar....Look, the soup has turned black, this bowl can't be eaten, you can eat mine."

Yan Hualan drank a spoonful of soup in disbelief, his brows were distorted by the sourness, and tears streamed down his face.

A soup spoon was handed over, and he swallowed it in his mouth like a life-saving straw, and the sour taste faded a lot.

Shuang Jiangnian brought the second spoonful of soup with wontons in it, this time Yan Hualan had some kung fu to taste it carefully, but the real one was a bit different.

The skin is thin and tender, the stuffing is full, and the fresh pork meat is wrapped with corn kernels, and a little bit of sweet juice bursts out when you bite.The soup tastes fresh and salty, and it seems to contain many small shrimps in the mouth, and it seems to have the taste of sea breeze.

The soup is hot, but it is so fragrant that people can't bear to swallow it, just want to taste it.

"...delicious." Yan Hualan's grief shifted to curiosity, "Brother, Mr. Lang is here for the first time, how do you know the wontons here are delicious?"

"I came here when I was a child." Shuang Jiangnian took a bite himself, looking nostalgic, "At that time, the boss's great-great-great-great-grandfather was probably in charge. I didn't expect that after so many years, the shop is still open in the same place, and the taste is still the same. good."

His parents left early, and when Shuang Yuyue passed away, he was only four years old. In a family of cultivators, he was far from being able to support himself.

There is a nanny in the family who is Shuang Yuyue's nanny, who secretly helps him, and occasionally avoids the sight of others, and brings him to town to eat a bowl of wontons here.

Because of the seafood, the wontons here will always make him homesick.

Just as he was thinking, a fur coat covered him, and the warmth immediately permeated the coat and ironed it into his heart.

Shuang Jiangnian raised her eyes unexpectedly.

"You look very cold." Yan Hualan waved his hands and said, only wearing a thin fairy dress, "It's okay, I have great firepower, and I'm not afraid of running naked."

Is this what the girl can say?

Shuang Jiangnian smiled and greeted him: "Eat it quickly. It won't be cold after eating."

He was wrapped up like a polar bear, his whole body was trapped in the round and warm fur, and his heart was warm.

After the two of them ate a bowl of wonton together, some snow gradually drifted outside.

Yan Hualan was both comfortable and sour: "Why is Mr. Lang so kind to me?"

"Okay?" Shuang Jiangnian put down the wooden spoon.

Yan Hualan pursed his lips: "Okay. Take me to eat wontons." My brother has never taken him to a restaurant.

Shuang Jiangnian smiled slightly.

It's probably because... You have to eat something good when you cut your head off.

Yan Hualan quickly understood why.

They entered Fengyue Tower, and Shuang Jiangnian choked and coughed because the building was full of makeup and alcohol.

Yan Hualan opened a folding fan to cheer him up, and when he was thinking about how to make his brother ignore those beautiful girls and young men, Shuang Jiangnian pushed him in front of the old bustard.

"This is the girl who escaped from your family." Shuang Jiangnian pressed "A Lan" on the shoulder, smiling warmly, "I helped you catch it back, and exchange it for a few spirit stones."

The folding fan in Yan Hualan's hand snapped off.

He looked at his brother in disbelief: "I thought you came to redeem me!"

Shuang Jiangnian seemed sorry: "I'm poor."

The old bustard didn't know when there was such a stunning woman in his building. The woman didn't refute, she didn't want it for nothing, she even called the thugs, and escorted Yan Hualan down.

Yan Hualan even said that she was a girl from Fengyuelou, and she couldn't deny it, so she could only walk around aggrieved and shouted: "Thin and heartless! Turn your face and be ruthless! Heartbroken!"

Shuang Jiangnian laughed until she coughed.

The smell of alcohol in the air seemed to be a bit heavy, and there was noise in the ears. A group of foxes and dogs came downstairs with a rich young man dressed as a young man, and happened to meet Yan Hualan.

"Yo, this Fengyue Tower, when did such an interesting beauty come?"

The tip of Shuang Jiangnian's ears moved slightly, which seemed familiar.

The old bustard greeted her enthusiastically: "I just arrived. The young master has taken a fancy to her?"

The dandy's eyes licked Yan Hualan's body, greedy and hot.

Yan Hualan didn't understand, and only took it as a provocation.

...Is this trying to fight?

It happened that he was very angry, so it was not bad to use it to vent his anger.

He also ranted over with a stinky face.

The dandy's eyes lit up, and he licked the corners of his mouth: "He has a strong temper. I like it."

As soon as these words came out, Shuang Jiangnian remembered.

This dude's name is Shuang Huaitai, and he is also his cousin.

The Shuang family is a rich family. After Shuang Yuyue passed away, the Dafang is the current Patriarch Shuang Hongfang. Besides, there are two, three and four bedrooms...

This Shuang Huaitai is the young master of the third room, he is licentious, lustful and gambler, loves to hang out in Qinlou and Chu, and spends money lavishly.

When Shuang Jiangnian was still in her family, she was pestered by this person.

Fortunately, he had a gloomy temperament at that time, and it was rumored that he was an ominous son who restrained his father and mother. Shuang Huaitai probably felt that he was spooky and dared not get too close.

In Fengyue Tower, Shuang Jiangnian picked up the folding fan that Yan Hualan had dropped, and walked towards his "good cousin".

Shuang Huaitai was obsessed with color, and stretched out her hand, about to touch Yan Hualan's face.

Before he touched it, a folding fan suddenly hit his wrist, causing him to retract his hand with a "hiss" in pain.

I don't know what kind of key it hit, but this light knock made Shuang Huaitai dizzy and in severe pain like needle pricks all over his body.

He burst into tears and snot immediately, sat slumped on the ground, crying and cursing: "You don't have long eyes... thing, do you know who this young master is!? Do you know how much medical money you have to pay for! "

"What is the meaning of the third young master?" Shuang Jiangnian said innocently, "I just stopped him lightly, why did the third young master play tricks on me, a humble person like Shengdou?"

His cronies and Fengyuelou's thugs also looked at each other in blank dismay.

That's right, the sick man coughed badly as soon as he entered the building, but he didn't show any strength, and he didn't even have any spiritual energy fluctuations.The third young master is a monk at the Golden Core stage, what's the trouble?

Shuang Huaitai also felt that his behavior was a little embarrassing to the Shuang family. With the support of his friends, he got up, pointed at Shuang Jiangnian's nose, and cursed: "I don't want to fight here, because I am afraid of ruining this Fengyue Tower." , don't treat me as a sick cat!"

"It's serious." Shuang Jiangnian smiled faintly, "How dare I fight with the third young master? It's just that I can't understand the third young master's behavior of flirting with women at will."

"Folk girl?" Shuang Huaitai pointed at Yan Hualan and laughed, "She looks so charming, just to seduce people! She's still happy when I touch her!"

Yan Hualan was startled: "Seduce you? Ugh."

He is clearly here to seduce brother!

Shuang Jiangnian: "Look, he clearly doesn't want to."

"I don't want to? I'm afraid I'm playing hard to get!" Shuang Huaitai sneered with her hips on her hips, "The girl in this building, as long as I give an order, she will lie on my bed! Whether she wants it or not!"

Shuang Jiangnian sighed: "It's a pity that I brought Miss Alan. Before my mother bought me a human spirit stone, she is still mine."

Shuang Huaitai threw a small pouch to the old bustard with arrogance: "Redemption for her!"

There are five high-grade spirit stones inside, which is enough to redeem the lives of a hundred brothel girls.

"Five high-grade spirit stones?" Shuang Jiangnian sneered, "It's missing. I won't sell it."

Yan Hualan looked at him moved.

Look, my brother sent him to Fengyue Tower to scare him on purpose. In fact, he is a priceless treasure in my brother's heart!

But I heard Shuang Jiangnian change the subject: "I will sell top-grade spirit stones for 1000 yuan."

Yan Hua choked.

"A mere 1000 yuan of high-grade spirit stones." Shuang Huaitai disdainfully said, "I tell you, my cousin will be married to the Demon King's Palace at the latest in spring. The dowry is already on the way, and the dowry alone is enough to have a hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones." Shi! When my cousin becomes the demon princess, let alone 1000 yuan, I can afford even 1 yuan!"

Yan Hualan:? ? ?

What, when is he going to marry this man's cousin?Why doesn't he know!

He doesn't want to marry a cat or a dog!

Brother must refute!

Shuang Jiangnian smiled: "Then let's sell it for 1 yuan. The price will not be changed."

As soon as he said this, the system reminded him that Yan Hualan's blackening value was soaring.

"Ten thousand is ten thousand. It's a deal!" Shuang Huaitai let out a bad breath, "Mom, sign and make a deposit now, so that he won't deny it!"

Ten thousand high-grade spirit stones, what kind of sky-high price is this?Not to mention a Fengyue building, even a small sect can afford it.

The old bustard was sweating profusely, and persuaded: "Third young master, the one hundred thousand dowry gift has not yet been received, and it is for young master Huaimu, you still..."

Shuang Huaitai thought she was being silly, so he grabbed the IOU with his hands, wrote it like a snake, bit his finger and pressed it.

Shuang Jiangnian also signed and pledged, but unfortunately the other party was too arrogant and impatient to look at the name he wrote on it. It was clearly the words "Shuang Jiangnian".

Shuang Huaitai saw that "Girl Alan" was full of tears, her eyes were red, especially her breasts were big and well-proportioned, her heart was even hotter.

He pointed at the thugs one by one: "Send her to my room. Now, immediately, immediately!"

"Yes! Third young master!"

When passing by Shuang Jiangnian, Shuang Huaitai raised the corners of his lips contemptuously.

Shuang Jiangnian was not angry, and even reminded him "kindly": "I stopped you just now to save you. Third Young Master, don't regret it."

"Regret?" Shuang Huaitai raised his eyebrows, "Only a poor and weak dog like you can regret it."

After finishing speaking, he staggered into the room surrounded by his friends.

Shuang Jiangnian sighed softly, feeling happy.

——It's a pity that the "girl" was bigger than you when she took it out.

At that time, it will not be as simple as a pain.