Yaozun is chasing me to open the screen

As the sunrise was approaching, diners in twos and threes walked out of Fengyue Tower, and the building was quiet for a while.

The thugs who had been busy all night and the guards of the young masters were also groggy. They either drank flower wine or yawned, losing their usual vigilance.

The mist was mixed with the fragrance of rouge and gouache, and the two guards guarding outside Shuanghuaita's gate fell down unknowingly.

At the end of the corridor, the figure of Shuang Jiangnian appeared.

He walked quickly, and listened carefully by the door, his brows furrowed slightly.

Why didn't there be a sound for a long time?

Could it be that Yan Hualan really...

He pushed open the door.

There was no sound in the red gauze curtain, as if there was a figure sitting there.

Shuang Jiangnian's brows were even tighter, and just before he touched the gauze, a hand suddenly stretched out from it, pulling him into it violently.

The air in the tent was stuffy, filled with the sweet fragrance of incense sticks.The iron-like arm tightly bound his waist, regardless of his retreat, and the other palm stroked the side of his neck.

Yan Hualan pressed him on the couch, looked down at him condescendingly, and stroked his warm carotid artery with his fingers, as if threatening or flirting.

"Brother Langjun has caused me so much misery." His thin lips turned up, as red as rouge, "Is it too late to worry about me now?"

He had already shed his disguise technique. He had a sharp and handsome face, with outstanding male features, but he was three points more beautiful than that banshee, and he was extremely aggressive.

Shuang Jiangnian calmly said, "You misunderstood."

"Huh?" Yan Hualan squinted to see how he was making excuses.

"You misunderstood me, I'm not worried about you, I'm only worried about you killing him." Shuang Jiangnian smiled, "Could it be that your majesty is a monster, and you are afraid that you will fall into the hands of a young monk in the Jindan stage, and your innocence will not be guaranteed?"

"Then who knows?" Yan Hualan gritted his teeth, "No one can resist the charm of this deity. There are so many suitors. What if my heart softens and I agree?"

He no longer used the bone shrinking technique. At this time, a body of fit and firm muscles jumped out, and the fairy skirt was broken, and it was entangled between the chest and abdomen, tightening the chest and abdominal muscles.

Wearing it out, it can scare a dozen old sour scholars to death, and scare a dozen playboys to death.

Shuang Jiangnian's eyes fluttered for a moment: "It's an honor to be able to see your face...that person has really good taste."

After hearing this, Yan Hualan sniffed his own body calmly.

Is it heavy?Is it salty?How can there be.

He continued to keep a straight face: "If someone pursues me, my brother won't be jealous?"

Shuang Jiangnian only felt that the other party came closer and closer to his neck, grinding his teeth while spraying hot air, as if he couldn't get the answer he wanted, he would bite down.

"I'll tell you later." He whispered.

In short, there is no direct denial.

Yan Hualan's heart was sour and sweet, and she was concerned about her brother's unrequited love, so she didn't dare to press her.

Shuang Jiangnian pushed him: "How is Shuang Huaitai?"

"Kill it." Yan Hualan snorted.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shuang Huaitai's anxious "wow" came from the corner outside the gauze tent.

Shuang Jiangnian got out from the gap between Yan Hualan's limbs, lifted the gauze curtain, stayed on the bed, and walked in front of Shuang Huaitai.

Shuang Huaitai was tied up into a human-flesh rice dumpling, his face was bruised and his face was bruised and his face was swollen. At first glance, he also had several broken ribs and all his limbs were broken.

A big, round steamed bun was stuffed into his mouth, and another one fell beside him.

It can be regarded as fulfilling his wish - he had some "intimate" contact with the "beauty", and also ate the steamed bun that Xiao had wanted for a long time.

Yan Hualan fidgeted with his hair: "At first he wanted to kill him, but before he did, he said his surname was Shuang."

Shuang Jiangnian said casually, "I didn't act rashly, I made progress."

"It's not because I'm afraid of Shuang's family, or getting into trouble." Yan Hualan was unhappy, "It's just because he has a blood relationship with brother."

Shuang Jiangnian paused slightly.

The human flesh dumplings on the ground were even more frightened.

What demon king, what bloodline? ?

"He shouldn't know this yet," Shuang Jiangnian said.

"Did you hear that?" Yan Hualan sat on the edge of the couch, clenched his fists at Shuang Huaitai, "If you tell another person what happened today, the next day will be your death date. This small place does have some right to speak, but if my big monster clan wants to crush a Shuang family to death, it will be easy."

Shuang Huaitai burst into tears and nodded frantically.

Shuang Jiangnian tapped him unconscious with one finger.

When he turned his head, he glanced at Yan Hualan from the corner of his eye, and was stunned.

"What?" Yan Hualan's body was stuffy and he kept fanning himself with his hands, "Brother changed his mind and thought I looked good?"

Shuang Jiangnian: "...you have grass growing on your head."

Yan Hualan touched the top of his head suspiciously.

Between his black hair, there seemed to be a cluster of peacock-specific crest feathers.

The quills stand up and end in fan-shaped clusters of indigo down, gathered together like a small crown or a bouquet of flowers for a mate.

The vibration of the crown feathers is similar to the vibration of the tail feathers when the tail is opened, both to attract the mate and show their sexiness and beauty.

The crown feathers appeared unconsciously in the human form, coupled with the sultry heat and abnormal irritability, it means...

Yan Hualan blushed, her eyes were confused: "It's not yet the breeding season."

Shuang Jiangnian had sharp eyes and quick hands, and the nine thorns flew out, extinguishing the incense candle.

This Fengyue building mostly provides services for monks, and the incense inside naturally has an aphrodisiac effect for monks.

He has no troubles in this aspect, and he has never stepped into Fengyue Tower. He has never studied this medicine, so he was negligent here.

Yan Hualan's gaze on him became more and more infatuated and passionate.

Just like it was at the bottom of the sea... no, it was even hotter and more out of control.

He stood up unsteadily and walked towards Shuang Jiangnian.

Shuang Jiangnian's heart skipped a beat, she stepped back step by step, suddenly pushed the door out, locked the door again, and put a simple seal to lock him inside.

"You wait for me here." He said to Yan Hualan through the door, "I'll come as soon as I go."

He asked anxiously in his heart: "System, does the incense candle have an antidote?"

[Host, the incense candle is not poisonous, and naturally there is no corresponding antidote. ]

Shuang Jiangnian called another girl in the building: "My friend smells too many incense sticks and feels unwell. Does the girl have an antidote?"

"Yes." The girl smiled beautifully, hooked her fingers to him, and motioned him to come over.

As Shuang Jiangnian approached, the girl suddenly tiptoed, leaving a rouge hickey on his cheek.

"Isn't Mr. Lang himself the antidote?"

Shuang Jiangnian frowned slightly, didn't care much, and went directly to ask the old bustard.

The old bustard's answer was pretty much the same: "Lang Jun, how dare I drug you? The fragrance in the building is not heavy, it only has a slight effect of boosting the mood, how can there be an antidote?"

The effect of the medicine is indeed very light.Shuang Jiangnian and Shuang Huaitai were also in that room, nothing unusual.

So what is Yan Hualan...

"Lang Jun's friend may have been bored for a long time, and seeing a girl he likes, he couldn't help it." The old bustard said, "The poison of love can only be cured by love medicine. May I ask which girl in the building is it? Hey, wait Don't go away..."

Shuang Jiangnian went back outside the door.

He closed his eyes and let out a breath. He was silently reciting the thoughts of Taishang Wangqing when he suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

The hand opened the door one step ahead of the brain, and as soon as he entered, a black shadow rushed towards him and hugged him tightly.

The scalding liquid splashed onto his neck, Shuang Jiang sighed young: "Why are you crying?"

Yan Hualan said sullenly: "I, I thought my brother would leave me behind again, and then find a few girls to deal with me like in the storybook..."

He choked with sobs, and the crown feathers on his head swayed slightly, like a bunch of blue dull hairs.

Crying uncomfortably because of fear of being left behind, Yan Hualan at this time was still a child who hadn't grown up.

And the person who brought him this uneasiness was Shuang Jiangnian herself.

"I have no reason to push you into other people's hands." Shuang Jiangnian blamed herself, and gently touched his trembling crown feather, "Okay, there are no other girls, only brother. Stop crying?"

Yan Hualan nodded obediently, and slightly let go.

From a little distance away, he saw Shuang Jiangnian's cheek - with a rouge lip mark shining brightly on it.

Yan Hualan's eyes dimmed.

"There are no other girls?" He smiled inexplicably, pressed his thumb on the rouge mark, and rubbed it vigorously.

Shuang Jiangnian had long forgotten about being molested by the girl from Fengyuelou.

His cheeks ached a little from being rubbed, he didn't know why Yan Hualan's movements were suddenly so rough, and he raised his eyes in bewilderment.

If it hurts next to him, even if it hurts thousands of times, he won't care.It's just that the person who caused him pain was Yan Hualan, and it was Yan Hualan who was bullying him inexplicably, so he felt a sense of grievance in his heart.

Shuang Jiangnian didn't speak, just looked up at him, there seemed to be water in his eyes, but there were no tears when he looked carefully.

Yan Hualan's heart suddenly softened into a mess.

Rubbing turned into caressing, and he felt possessive, so he dug out a box of rouge from the cabinet on the table, and daubed it on his lips indiscriminately.

Then he kissed his brother.

The incense ashes burned out the three pillars, and when the red gauze was lifted up again, Shuang Jiangnian used a talisman to clean the palms of his hands, and he still felt the heat lingering.

He got up to scoop up clear water, washed his palms with soap locusts, and washed his face carefully.

When she looked up at the bronze mirror, her face was still full of carmine.

Some rouge marks are still clear, vaguely in the shape of Yan Hualan's lips; most of them are smeared, especially the one at the corner of the lips, like a fairy who has been strangled by a lewd demon and thinned.

Yan Hualan appeared behind him with her underwear loose, touched somewhere on his cheek: "It's gone."

"Obviously there are more." Shuang Jiangnian wiped her face.

It is where the rouge marks are the densest, and it still hurts hotly. I don't know what is special about this skin, so I provoke him.

"Next time, don't kiss other people randomly." Yan Hualan said angrily, "Once someone else kisses you, I will kiss you a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, and my brother will never let me down when he cries for love. No!"

Only then did Shuang Jiangnian remember the incident of being kidnapped by the girl, and sighed helplessly: "It was an accident. I only cared about you at that time, and didn't care, so I forgot."

Yan Hualan's bulging cheeks disappeared, and her raised eyebrows were also curved.

He squatted next to Shuang Jiangnian and looked at the bronze mirror with him.

"Brother, do I look good?"

"perhaps."

"Is it because I'm good-looking that my brother has feelings for me?"

This question is a bit wrong.

Shuang Jiangnian didn't stop him from asking questions.

Today's encounter also reminded him that holding everything in his heart will not solve any problems, but instead will explode into an uncontrollable prairie fire due to an accident.

Blocking is worse than sparse, through communication, he can also understand what Yan Hualan is thinking in his heart, and eliminate the misunderstanding and barrier between the two.

So Shuang Jiangnian replied lightly: "The face is a part of you."

Yan Hualan lay down on the table and said nothing.

After Shuang Jiangnian wiped his face clean, he raised his face and asked: "If the woman next to me is a little more beautiful than me, brother will love her?"

Shuang Jiang smiled young: "You mean girl 'Hua Lan'?"

Mentioning this, Yan Hualan's face became dark and sour.

"I pretended to be a banshee, and I just fished lightly, and my brother couldn't help but be hooked! Give her flowers, give her candied haws, and take her out to restaurants. I haven't been treated like this! If I didn't reveal my identity later, my brother was Aren't you going to tie the knot with her?"

Shuang Jiangnian smiled and said, "Why are you eating your own vinegar?"

"... Those are two identities!" Yan Hualan was serious.

"It's an identity for me." Shuang Jiangnian said, "The first time I saw that banshee, I knew it was you. All the things I did later were also because I wanted to treat you well."

Yan Hualan opened her mouth in surprise, not knowing whether to be happy or sad that her vest fell off so quickly.

"You treat me, no matter whether I am young or grown-up, a bird or a fish, male or female, whatever face I wear, you will never change. ——I am the same for you."

Shuang Jiangnian stared at him, and said solemnly: "So, don't worry anymore."

There was pain in his heart, and his eyes were firm, without any hesitation.

He wanted to give Yan Hualan this confidence.

[Your favorability towards Yan Hualan is 1]

[Current favorability: 85. ]

There was a crack in Shuang Jiangnian's impeccable expression.

He forgot about this one!

An excited voice came from the system: [Egg rewards will be distributed soon, hosts please get ready! ]

Shuang Jiangnian choked on her saliva and turned her back. Fortunately, Yan Hualan thought he had a heart attack and didn't doubt it too much.

"How to distribute it? Where will it be distributed?" Shuang Jiangnian said to the system in her heart, "Can I not receive the reward for now? Why are you still buying and selling!"

[Don't worry, host!The distribution location must be particularly conspicuous, and the host will definitely be able to spot it immediately! ]

Shuang Jiangnian covered her face.

He does not need it!

At such an emergency moment, Yan Hualan next to him was still chattering: "I'm not a banshee, so I can't give birth to my brother. Others say that there are three things that are unfilial and have no descendants. My brother is..."

"I don't care." Shuang Jiangnian pressed his shoulders, just wanting to quickly deal with the silly quail and find a place where no one is hiding, "It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, I like you, not yours." Egg."

He didn't pay attention to what he said, but Yan Hualan clearly captured the phrase "I like you".

This sentence looped endlessly in his mind.

Brother confessed to him Brother confessed to him...

Shuang Jiangnian turned around and was about to jump out of the window to escape.

As soon as one foot left the window, Yan Hualan grabbed the other ankle and dragged it back.

Yan Hualan snorted hot air: "Brother, you just said that you like me, say it a few more times, I want to hear it!"

Shuang Jiangnian struggled in every possible way, but in Yan Hualan's eyes, love was hard to say in his heart, one wanted to run away, the other wanted to stay, and the two immediately wrestled into a ball.

at this time.

A ball suddenly bulged in Shuang Jiangnian's lower abdomen, then fell down along his legs, and landed between their feet with a "bang".

A white monster egg.

The two male monsters who couldn't lay eggs looked down at the eggs, then raised their heads, and looked at each other.

[Ding dong, your reward has arrived, please check with the host!In order to achieve a simulation effect, the considerate system specially chose this special landing location! ]

For the first time in many years, Shuang Jiangnian experienced the feeling of wanting to cry without tears and all thoughts of despair.

Yan Hualan held hands with him and looked at his tearful eyes.

"It's okay, brother, I don't blame you."

A peacock with a shiny green tail, looking up at the roof at a 45-degree angle, shed two lines of tears of grief and indignation.

"—No matter who the child's mother is, I will take over."