【Rebirth】Mermaid brothers love doomed

As soon as Yu Qingfeng finished speaking, Yan Guanshan shook his head:

"No, Junior Brother has not retreated this year."

He didn't know Yu Qingfeng's hidden feelings, he only thought that he was just like himself, with some hidden diseases.

After all, in that battle back then, the entire Tianhai Sanqing ended tragically.

The treasure was lost, the head's wife died, and the elders of all peaks were seriously injured.

Some of them are chronic illnesses that cannot be cured for a long time, and it has become normal for the elders to retreat and adjust their breathing.

Yu Qingfeng is one of them, who retreats for three months every year, and has not changed year after year.

Seeing Yan Guanshan's refusal, Yu Qingfeng thought for a while, then said:

"If there is news, let Elder Wei go and take the three of him to practice."

When Lin Wanjiang heard the words, he knew that he was talking about the master of the Chishou Peak, and this peak focuses on boxing, foot, body and body skills.

The peak owner's name is Wei Ziqi, with deep cultivation and cheerful temperament, it is indeed more suitable to take care of 'children'.

Seeing that Yu Qingfeng was no longer stubborn, Yan Guanshan readily agreed, and finding someone to follow was just for safety.

After the matter came to an end, Lin Wanjiang was still unhappy.

Yan Guanshan is assertive, Yu Qingfeng is looking forward to the harmony of the same family, but he still has to travel with this little beast.

At night, Lin Wanjiang hesitated in the courtyard.

Duan Juechen's yard is actually not far from him, and he will be there soon after passing the phoenix tree.

But he didn't want to go, and he didn't want to drug the man.

Even though the injury was done by himself, the place is hidden after all.

Where did he see Duan Juechen in his previous life, he was always eaten up by this person.

Lin Wanjiang was anxious when she suddenly saw a bright white in front of her.

Perhaps Duan Juechen was anxious to wait, but he came to him first.

"Brother."

Lin Wanjiang frowned, and walked towards Duan Juechen more and more slowly.

The young man was wearing a midi coat, a brocade with an excellent drape, lazy but not sloppy.

The black hair is long and thick, loosely scattered behind the head, the skirt is half open, and the strong chest is wrapped with gauze.

Standing like this under the moonlight, the light brown eyes are full of flowing nebula.

He is smiling, the corners of his lips are slightly raised, and he is in a good mood.

This skin is still good-looking, it has nothing to do with the clothes.

Seeing that Lin Wanjiang was unwilling to go forward, Duan Juechen came towards him with a slight smile.

The evening wind was blowing slowly, blowing the ground crimson, and the phoenix flower tree bloomed as before.

"Brother, Dust has been waiting for you for a long time."

After finishing speaking, the young man stretched out his hand, wanting to hold Lin Wanjiang.

Lin Wanjiang panicked, stepped back half a step, and said calmly:

"Come on, go to your room."

He just wanted a quick fix, closed his eyes and picked up the ointment, all in one go.

Duan Juechen wasn't in a hurry when he didn't get his hand, he just led him into the courtyard.

Lin Wanjiang often wears white, but he likes red.

The phoenix flower tree in the courtyard was planted by him since childhood.

Not long after Duan Juechen joined the teacher's school, although the courtyard was clean, it was a bit dull.

There are no flowers and plants around, only wooden exercise frames standing.

The corners of the courtyard are covered with uneven wooden piles, which should be for him to practice agility.

The ground is inlaid with bluestone slabs, illuminated by the shadow of the silvery white moon, leading all the way to the bedroom with burning candles.

The footsteps were not slow or slow, one walked to the front, and the other silently followed.

Lin Wanjiang never raised his eyes, he was unwilling.

The door of the room was pushed open, and a burst of strange fragrance spread out, and this little beast actually smoked the incense.

Can't distinguish the taste, some sweet and greasy mixed with floral fragrance.

Lin Wanjiang stepped into the room, looked up and was startled for a while.

I just feel that Duan Juechen is seriously ill, and this room is decorated like his mother's wedding room...

Red candles are burning on the wooden table, forming a pair of shadows.

The big nanmu bed is hung with red curtains, which is charming and unrestrained.

Duan Juechen looked at Lin Wanjiang, with a smile in his eyes, he explained:

"Ah Chen's place is originally a wedding room, an outer disciple who married a female cultivator from Anxiang Peak."

"Master originally wanted to make a big deal, but who knew that these two people didn't want to get married in the peak. After thanking the master, they went down the mountain to live in seclusion."

Lin Wanjiang only remembered this when he heard the words.

Yu Qingfeng has always been friendly, even if there is a difference between closeness and estrangement, the outer disciples will do their best when they have something to do.

While Lin Wanjiang was in a daze, Duan Juechen closed the door and cast a spell to tie the door.

He smiled and said, "Brother, do you want to drink?"

Hearing the word 'wine', Lin Wanjiang's Adam's apple rolled, and he was really greedy.

But he could bear it, and just said lightly: "Drinking is not allowed inside the door."

Duan Juechen sat by the desk, frowned pretending to bear the pain, and said again:

"I just asked my brother if he wanted to."

Lin Wanjiang heard this and turned to stare at him.

I just feel that this person is talking nonsense, and it may hurt not the bottom but the top.

Duan Juechen tilted his head and smiled, and suddenly took out the wine jar from under the table.

As soon as the lid was untied, the room was instantly filled with a strong fragrance.

Lin Wanjiang's heart skipped a beat when she smelled it. It was the private wine of the Duan family.

Thinking of this strong taste, I couldn't help licking my lips, and still said:

"No drinking inside the door, cover it!"

Duan Juechen remained silent, just picked up the wine jar and poured a glass for Lin Wanjiang.

He pushed the cup and signaled Lin Wanjiang to sit down and drink.

Smelling the smell of alcohol, Lin Wan's mouth was dry.

This wine is good wine, just smelling it, you can tell that it has a long history, and it must be more mellow than the one he drank in his previous life

I don't know when this man returned home, and the thing he brought was right in his arms.

"Brother, drink, this room is covered with incense, so no one will notice abnormalities if you drink as much."

I heard whispers in my ears, as if bewitched by an evil spirit.

Lin Wanjiang was addicted to alcohol, and his heart and liver were itchy.

Recalling that during pregnancy in the previous life, this person forbade him to drink alcohol, and every time he saw Duan Juechen getting drunk, he would get very hungry.

The smell of wine was like something to help love, he just smelled it and stopped resisting.

Duan Juechen is always extra excited when doing this with his pregnant belly, he must have some special hobbies.

Fortunately, this person loves his offspring, and never hurt him at all during pregnancy.

If he resisted fiercely in the middle of the night, the man raised his hand and drank a jug of wine.

Using the smell of alcohol all over his body made him addicted, and he felt weak.

Seeing Lin Wanjiang's entanglement, Duan Juechen raised his eyebrows slightly, and said calmly:

"If senior brother doesn't like it, forget it." After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to take the wine glass.

Who would have thought that this person took the first step and swallowed his breath.

The spirit entered the throat, and it was as expected full-bodied and mellow.

The five internal organs were calmed down, Lin Wanjiang couldn't stop being satisfied, and the corners of his mouth could not stop rising.

Seeing that this person liked it, Duan Juechen raised his hand and poured another glass.

Knowing his drinking capacity, Lin Wanjiang simply stopped struggling.

If you live a new life, you must enjoy yourself in time, and drink as much as you want.

Feeling warm in his stomach, Lin Wanjiang had already drank three cups.

The eyes are still bright, but the eyebrows are stained pink.

"Brother..."

Duan Juechen wanted to persuade him to drink, but this person thought he was troublesome.

"No need."

After all, Lin Wanjiang picked up the wine jar and poured it vigorously, drinking the bottom of the jar was finally relieved.

With a bang, the wine jar fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces.

Duan Juechen smiled, and just asked: "Brother, do you still want to drink?"

Lin Wanjiang raised his cuffs, wiped his mouth casually, and said lightly:

"Don't drink, you put out the candle."

He knew that the business was important, so he quickly helped the man to apply the medicine, so that he could go back to sleep while getting a little drunk.

Hearing this, Duan Juechen got up and turned the incense burner to let the incense disperse faster.

Turning around to look for the room, he took out another jug ​​of wine behind the bookshelf in the room.

The exquisite white jade wine jug, with the words "Duan" outlined in silver thread, is indeed the private wine of the Duan family.

He looked at Lin Wanjiang and said with a smile: "Don't worry, brother, drink some more, otherwise it will be next month after Xiumu."

When Lin Wanjiang heard the words, he was tangled in his heart.

He just wanted to drink it, it tasted very good.

But he was afraid that he would be messy, even if he could drink well, he would not be able to hold back his courage.

If he was drunk and stabbed the little beast to death with a sword, the Duan family would definitely blow up the Qingsang Peak.

Duan Juechen put down the jug, lifted the lid to let the smell of the wine diffuse, and said lightly:

"Ah Chen, this wine was brought by the family, and it was said to be given to the master and the head."

"Who knows that there are rules in this door, even these two people are not allowed to drink alcohol."

He looked at Lin Wanjiang regretfully:

"It's a pity, Ah Chen is not good at drinking, if the senior brother doesn't drink, he can only pour it out."

After all, he really picked up the jug and wanted to walk to the courtyard.

When Lin Wanjiang saw that someone wanted to open the door, he felt violent.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Give it to me, I'll take it away!"

Although he didn't bring a Baichuan pouch, the jug is easy to carry, and it's better to drink it after taking the medicine.

Duan Juechen turned around and said softly: "No, Ah Chen just wants to get rid of it."

Lin Wanjiang was in a hurry, he knew this person did it on purpose.

No matter in the previous life or in this life, the temper of this little beast is still disgusting.

Since he wouldn't drink it if it wasn't given to him, Lin Wanjiang didn't care much about what he begged for.

He said lightly: "Then just pour it. After pouring, go to the couch by yourself and take off your obscene pants."

Hearing this, Duan Juechen paused, turned around and pinched Lin Wanjiang's cheek.

Before anyone could resist, he put the mouth of the wine to his lips, and smiled slightly: "Senior brother, drink well, don't hold back if you want to drink..."

After all, he actually helped Lin Wanjiang pour it down...

The young man's hands were extremely strong, and Lin Wanjiang's cheeks turned red when he pinched it. However, the aroma of the wine made him unexpectedly not angry, but raised his hand to take a few sips and drank it down.

There was a strange smell in the room, mixed with the smell of alcohol, which seemed to stir up a fire, Lin Wanjiang didn't care, just thought he was tired.

He asked, "Where is the medicine?"

Duan Juechen saw that the person had finished drinking, so he went to the cabinet and took out a small bottle of ointment, put it beside Lin Wanjiang, and obediently extinguished the candle.

Hearing the sound of cloth rubbing against the brocade quilt, Lin Wanjiang knew that this person was on the bed, and he said, "Do it yourself."

After all, he looked sideways at the moonlight outside the window, he didn't want to look, for fear that the sight would stain his eyes.

After a while of rustling, the young man whispered: "Brother, come here."

Hearing this, Lin Wanjiang gritted her teeth and got up and walked towards the bed. The curtain was lifted slightly, and her back suddenly stiffened.

Trembling: "You...you...what are you doing?"

Inside the red tent, the young man's clothes were half-faded, and his hair was full of black hair, covering half of the bed.

Seeing him asking himself, the young man still didn't answer, the moonlight reflected a pair of phoenix eyes full of charm, and his thin lips curved up attractively.

"Senior brother, come quickly." He hooked his slender knuckles with a charming smile.

Lin Wanjiang's eyes trembled, and she felt that this little bastard was really flirtatious...

I don't know if I read the strange book, it doesn't look like begging for medicine, but like begging...

After calming down, he said, "Very... soon..."

After finishing speaking, he put ointment on his fingertips, closed his eyes and bent down...