【Rebirth】Mermaid brothers love doomed

After Yuan Yijin heard this, he pointed to his own face: "Wei Ziqi, are you blind? This son is very good-looking! How old is he?"

Wei Ziqi sneered, tugged Bei Mingwen, who was drowsy beside her, and asked, "Is he good-looking, or is I good-looking?"

Bei Mingwen frowned, and said without thinking: "You look good, no one is as good as you."

Yuan Yijin cast a sideways glance at Wei Ziqi, and asked Mu Qian: "Mu Qian! Don't scan! Who do you think looks better?"

Hearing this, Mu Qian scratched her head helplessly, feeling at a loss for a moment.

These two big men are arguing over who is more beautiful, no matter how you think about it, it's wrong...

Suddenly seeing Lin Wanjiang's figure, Mu Qian seemed to have grasped at straws, and hurriedly said, "Brother, you look good! The best!"

If it wasn't for beauty, who could compare to Lin Wanjiang among the Three Purities of Heaven and Sea?

The senior brother was stunned for a while when he heard the words, and he was praised for his appearance as soon as he entered the door, and he was a little at a loss for a while.

After thinking about it, he smiled and said, "This cloak is beautiful, and it was sewn for my master."

As soon as Yu Qingfeng entered the room, he heard the praise, with a gentle smile on his face.

Not only Lin Wanjiang, but also Yan Changan, Duan Juechen and his own, all sewn by himself.

He likes to do this, not only to calm his mind, but also to convey his concern.

Yu Qingfeng stepped forward, seeing that Bei Mingwen was listless, so he took his pulse.

After a while, he said with concern: "Go back and rest, I'm here."

Bei Mingwen shook his head, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, just get used to it."

Feeling drowsy in winter, this is a characteristic of the snake tribe, but he should be able to overcome it as a mixed race.

Seeing that he was unwell, Wei Ziqi seldom persuaded softly: "Brother, go to sleep."

Bei Mingwen raised his eyes to look at him, suddenly got up and hugged Wei Ziqi, before waiting for anyone to shout and scold him, he hurriedly said: "Then you come with me."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the presence of others, he carried the 'Madam' into the bedroom.

Seeing that the door was closed, Yuan Yijin rubbed his arms and cursed: "It's really disgusting."

He looked at Mu Qian who was still sweeping the snow: "Let it go, your master is already in! Are you still sweeping?"

Mu Qian raised her eyes in doubt, and after thinking for a while, she handed it over to Yan Chang'an, and said with a smile, "Chang'an help me clean it, I'm going to do the laundry."

Bei Mingwen was not feeling well, and this job fell on him again. Fortunately, he has the cultivation base to wash clothes in warm water.

Seeing that the fool was about to work again, Yuan Yijin pinched his waist and scolded: "Mu Qian! Are you still promising?"

"Wash for me at home, and for Wei Ziqi here! You might as well stop practicing and go to work!"

Hearing this, Mu Qian looked back at Yuan Yijin, then suddenly stepped forward and tugged at his arm.

She said soft words: "Ah Qian will bathe Master for a winter day, but brother will bathe for a lifetime."

Yuan Yijin's heart softened, finally amused by these words, he pinched Mu Qian's face, said with a smile: "I'll accompany you."

He wants to see, Wei Ziqi has saved a few clothes, if there are obscene pants, hang them on the tree, let others 'appreciate' together!

Seeing the two go away, Yu Qingfeng shook his head and smiled, feeling that Mu Qian had grown up and could please both sides.

For a while, there were only four of them left in the courtyard, Lin Wanjiang and Duan Juechen were still together.

It was rare for the senior brother to take the initiative, pinching the little beast's face for a while, and playing with the fluff on his cloak for a while.

Duan Juechen smiled all the time, looking at Lin Wanjiang's face from various angles, he felt that the senior brother looked good no matter what.

"Elder Yu, if you're cold, go in."

Yan Chang'an smiled foolishly, and after giving instructions, he really picked up the broom and started to clear the snow in the yard.

Yu Qingfeng replied, and tied a cloak for him, before going in to rest.

Suddenly heard the boy's voice: "Master! Ah Man bought a lot of meat! Let's eat!"

Lin Wanjiang looked back and saw that it really was Ah Man.

The young man was wearing a long cotton jacket, and beside him was Pu Ze who had transformed into a human being. Both of them were holding vegetable baskets in their hands.

Seeing that their hands were red from the cold, Yu Qingfeng hurried forward to take them, saying: "Next time, carry them on your back in a bamboo basket."

Pu Ze couldn't speak, but he liked the young man in white very much, and made a few random gestures.

Ah Man explained: "Pu Ze said, your cloak is really pretty."

Yu Qingfeng smiled gently, raised his hand and rubbed Pu Ze's head: "If you like it, I will make one for you next time."

Because Bei Mingwen exposed his identity, Pu Ze didn't have to hide it, and Yu Qingfeng finally wasn't afraid of the leopard anymore.

Seeing this, Lin Wanjiang also stepped forward with a smile: "Go in quickly, don't catch the cold."

Ah Man thanked him, and then he took Pu Ze to the kitchen, although Yu Qingfeng was cooking today, both of them had to help.

Until nightfall, Bei Mingwen finally woke up, and everyone gathered in the house to cook antique soup.

Only Cheng Beiming was not there, he was still in Tianhai Sanqing and Yan Guanshan reminiscing about the past, and returned early in the morning.

For fear of delaying the trip tomorrow, no one is drinking tonight, and the bowls are filled with meat and bone soup cooked by Yu Qingfeng.

Lin Wanjiang was enjoying his meal, but seeing that Duan Juechen had a poor appetite, he put down the bowl and chopsticks after eating a little.

The senior brother was a little worried, and asked in a low voice: "You are not feeling well?"

Duan Juechen shook his head, but his face was full of worry, because he didn't like this place.

Lin Wanjiang picked up a piece of meat for him, and said, "Then eat more."

Duan Juechen looked at him sideways, and suddenly leaned into his ear and asked in a low voice: "Eat more? Do you have energy at night?"

Lin Wanjiang's face turned red, and he secretly pinched the little beast, and he knew that this person was not serious.

Duan Juechen's waist hurt, but he secretly held his senior's hand, scratching his palm with his fingertips, very flirtatiously.

Lin Wanjiang felt like being struck by lightning, but he shook his hand too much and knocked over Yan Changan's bowl.

The man looked up at him with displeasure: "Brother, what are you doing? I didn't eat your food!"

Seeing this, Yu Qingfeng quickly smoothed things over: "Jiang'er didn't mean it either, you use mine."

After finishing speaking, he handed his bowl to Yan Chang'an, intending to get up and leave.

Seeing that he was eating less, Wei Ziqi stretched out her hand to stop him, and persuaded him, "Brother, eat more, you don't grow any flesh on your body."

Bei Mingwen joked: "The meat of Qingfeng may have grown on you."

After finishing speaking, she even pinched Wei Ziqi's face, it really became much rounder.

Wei Ziqi patted his hand and cursed angrily: "I became like this, it's not because of your grandson!"

He was scolded by his grandson in public again, but Bei Mingwen didn't dare to talk back, and hurriedly coaxed: "It's my fault, Aqi, eat quickly."

Seeing this, Yuan Yijin sneered and said, "Isn't it your wish? Why? Someone forced you?"

"My son advises you to eat less, or you will treat others like a fool, and my brother Beiming will find someone else!"

Hearing him addressing him like this, Mu Qian coughed lightly, then pinched him a few more pieces of meat, trying to shut his mouth.

But as soon as these words came out, Wei Ziqi would definitely fight back, and scolded: "You bastard, who are you calling Brother Beiming?"

"Be careful I told Ah Qian to clean you up! You won't be able to get out of bed for days and nights!"

Hearing this threat, Yuan Yijin simply stopped eating, and prepared to 'fight to the death' with Wei Ziqi!

He scolded: "You are the one who can't get on the couch! It's making people's stomachs bigger!"

Wei Ziqi countered: "That's better than you. After drinking a few ounces of yellow soup, my apprentice took him in!"

Yuan Yijin clenched his fists and said again: "That's because I was born well, your apprentice can't stand the temptation!"

"You must have forced me, Brother Beiming, to make the two of you live and cook rice. If you rely on it, you won't be able to get rid of it!"

Hearing this, Wei Ziqi squeezed Bei Mingwen's ears, and said sharply, "Say it! Did I force you?"

Beiming heard the pain, and hurriedly explained: "It's not you! I forced it! I'm shameless! I'm relying on you!"

Wei Ziqi smiled comfortably, then let go of Bei Mingwen, and looked at Yuan Yijin provocatively.

"Did you hear that? He was the one who fell in love with Lao Tzu first! Besides, my senior brother is very talented, and Lao Tzu's belly is better than yours!"

Yuan Yijin was disdainful, patted Mu Qian's chest, and said: "My Ah Qiansheng is young, and now he is in strong health, how many years can your senior brother be able to dance?"

Bei Mingwen stared suddenly, he couldn't hear those words!

Just about to fight back with Wei Ziqi, but seeing Yu Qingfeng blushing, he smiled and said: "Okay, let's eat quickly."

After finishing speaking, he took a bowl for Yu Qingfeng and told him, "Qingfeng eat more, and you are not allowed to leave until you are full."

Yu Qingfeng nodded, and then began to eat sullenly, but his cheeks were still burning.

This scolding was really Meng Lang, he had never heard of it in his life.

Because of his temperament, no one will speak nasty things to him except Yan Chang'an.

Suddenly, he looked sideways at Lin Wanjiang, only to see that his apprentice was listening to straight music, and was also having fun with his Chang'an.

Only Duan Juechen was silently eating the food in the bowl as usual.

Just as Yu Qingfeng wanted to change the subject, Ah Man brought a pot of bone soup.

The boy smiled and said, "Add some, it's almost burnt dry."

After finishing speaking, he and Pu Ze added some more soup, and the tumbling red oil on the other end also stopped.

A meal is lively, the room is surrounded by fireworks, and the cold winter feels warm.

Due to the lack of rooms, everyone had to stay in the bedroom, warming up by the fire in twos and threes or having a long talk.

Duan Juechen was still gloomy, he was preoccupied while watching, and even talking with Lin Wanjiang was tired.

Yu Qingfeng sensed something was wrong, sat beside him with a smile, and asked softly, "Ah Chen, do you have something on your mind?"

Lin Wanjiang heard the words, and also echoed: "If you have something to say, what does it look like to be coy?"

Duan Juechen's heart tightened, he actually exposed his thoughts because of being too nervous.

Still didn't know how to answer, but suddenly thought of something, the boy whispered: "My father married another house."

He didn't know this until he went back. The Duan's house was hung with red silk, and red happy words were posted everywhere.

It was his father, who was bedridden, who really married Fang Meijiao, which is extremely ironic.

He wasn't interested in seeing that little girl, nor did she go to see her damn father, she was only concentrating on taking care of the idle villa for the past three days.

Now that he can use this excuse to detour others, it means that his father did not marry in vain.

When Yu Qingfeng heard this, she didn't know how to persuade her for a moment, as if saying nothing was good.

After a long while, I asked, "Are you hungry? Let me cook a bowl of noodles for you, Master?"

Lin Wanjiang regained consciousness in a trance, and echoed: "I should be hungry, Ah Chen didn't eat much tonight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he hurriedly urged Yu Qingfeng, and the master and apprentice left the bedroom as if fleeing.

As soon as the door was closed, Lin Wanjiang asked in a low voice: "Master, how many mothers is Dust?"