Monster Bar is open

If everything starts all over again, will it still be on the original track.

Yue Chenzhou frowned tightly in his sleep.

The white horse carries the time forward, and the snowflakes are wrapped in the old fragments. The fleeting years have passed, and the dust has been washed away by the years, leaving only pieces of time that have been polished into diamonds, as if they will sink forever in the bottom of my heart.

Yue Chenzhou finally opened his eyes.

He didn't know when he fell asleep leaning against the window. The setting sun outside the window just happened to light up a large area of ​​the sky, and the afterglow cast a layer of golden light on the wooden window lattice.

He sat there for a while, and after a while, as if he had noticed something, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A hand stretched out from behind, and naturally helped him smooth out the messy collar, and then stroked it down his arm, grabbing his fingertips.

Yue Chenzhou still had a tired look on his face, and he didn't refuse, but raised his eyelids slightly, and glanced upwards along his knuckle fingers.

A handsome face that is pleasing to the eye from any angle, the youthful and youthful look has long gone, and now he is a sharp knife out of its sheath, exuding a brilliance that cannot be ignored.

Yue Han embraced Yue Chenzhou's waist, put his chin on his shoulder, and asked after a while: "What dream did senior brother have? You laughed so happily in the dream, did you dream of me?"

Before Yue Chenzhou could deny it, Yue Han's other hand pinched his chin and kissed him involuntarily.

Yue Chenzhou struggled a little, and soon relaxed, not to mention that he had dreamed about some past events, and urgently needed an intimate tenderness to ease his messy mood.

——In this kind of matter, Yue Chenzhou has always been extremely doting on Yue Han.

They had a long, long, almost drowning kiss.

When his lips and tongue were parted, Yue Chenzhou trembled slightly. He changed his posture and lay lazily on Yue Han's lap, looking from bottom to top at the man's open neckline that exuded incomparable hormones.

Yue Han lowered his head and looked down at him, with a calm expression on his face, but his breathing had not yet calmed down. He gently stroked Yue Chenzhou's moist lips with his thumb: "Brother, you haven't told me what I dreamed about yet."

Yue Chenzhou rolled his eyes, and just about to say something, his eyes suddenly focused, he turned over, and looked in the direction of the door.

"Oh," he pulled out a subtle smile, "the son is back."

The door was pushed open, and the bronze wind chime hanging on the door moved, making a mutilated rhythmic sound.

After a long time, a head poked out from the crack of the door.

Qiao Que looked around and saw Yue Chenzhou and Yue Han sitting at the wooden table by the window, both looking at him.

One was smiling, the other was expressionless.

Qiao Que finally breathed a sigh of relief, ran over with heavy steps, and stopped in front of Yue Chenzhou.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the face that did not leave the slightest trace of age, and stomped his feet angrily: "Master! How can you behave like this!"

Hearing this, Yue Chenzhou patted the table, dissatisfaction was written all over his face, and he said unreasonably: "What's wrong with me? Look at you, what kind of attitude is it, you yelled at me as soon as you came back."

"I..." Qiao Que got angry, took off his coat and sat opposite Yue Chenzhou, snorted, and said angrily, "Send me back without saying anything! Just send me back, and don't say what to do ...If I can't come back, you will lose the only successor!"

"Shhh." Yue Chenzhou tapped his fingertips on the table, blocked the words behind him with a look, stretched out a finger and pointed upwards, with a full smile, "Don't talk nonsense, you will be condemned by God."

"..." Qiao Que was speechless, and could only limping his mouth against the wall and silently turned into a puffer fish: He knew how to lie to me all day long!Now I reasonably suspect that what I said about how precious and talented I was was just lying to me!I'm about to cry just thinking about it!

"Master...you are not as gentle as you were 20 years ago...you were so kind to me back then." Qiao Que pursed his mouth and muttered in a low voice, in exchange for a blow to the back of his head.

Yue Chenzhou withdrew his hand, with a displeased expression on his face: "So unhappy? I'll pack you up and send you back to suffer hardships 20 years ago. I don't have any objections, but I'm afraid your mind is full of that kid from the Jiang family, and you won't be able to live without him." .”

Hearing that he had brought out "that kid from the Jiang family", Qiao Que touched his head, curled his lips and stopped talking.

"Okay." Yue Hanhuan put his hands aside, raised his chin at Qiao Que, and said calmly, "Don't be rude to your master."

"..."

In Qiao Que's heart, this uncle has always been more dignified than his master.Speaking of it, all his spells were taught by Yue Chenzhou and Yue Han together - Yue Chenzhou was only in charge of the extremely practical but incredible part.

…For example, how to practice to make stools not hard, how to use spiritual power to reduce pimples, how to make the Coke in your hand turn into a cold ice Coke in a second.

Compared with the unreliable master Yue Shenzhou, Qiao Que has more respect for this always calm and steady master.

"Understood..." Qiao Que murmured unconvinced, "Master, you will favor Master."

Yue Han seemed to be in a good mood, and even stood up to bring him a plate of snacks, including his favorite egg yolk shortbread and butter biscuits.

"Don't say stupid things." He looked at the boy in front of him, and felt that he had not seen him for a few days, and his spiritual power was more abundant.

A smile floated on the corner of Yue Han's lips, and after turning around, he sighed softly: "I usually see you are very clever, why don't you think about it, in this world, who is more familiar with the art of time and space than your master? If it is not absolutely sure , how could you be willing to put you in such a dangerous situation."

He paused for a moment, then turned his head and glanced at Qiao Que: "For this matter, he watched the stars for a month, and he hasn't slept well for a long time."

Qiao Que was taken aback, and stood blankly facing the wall for a while, and then, the joy in his heart gradually rose into small bubbles.

He didn't know about Yue Chenzhou and Yue Han's past, and he never asked about it.But he knew that from the day he opened his mouth to call Yue Chenzhou "Master", he embarked on a life that truly belonged to him.

"Hey..." Qiao Que laughed foolishly, and cheekily clung to Yue Chenzhou's side, "Master, the Ling Que is returned to you, you give me a new one."

"...How old are you, what do you want to do with that kid thing? With your current cultivation, you can't make it yourself?"

"I don't care! I want it! Make me an Iron Man."

"... Qiao Que, did I give you a face? Iron Man... Believe it or not, I will beat you into a tyrant."

"You are reluctant. You said it yourself 20 years ago, you will always protect me."

"You fart, I never said 'forever'."

"...Master, so you remember it all?"

"……nonsense."

Yue Han shrugged his shoulders, and it was no surprise that the combined age of these two people was over ten thousand, but the bickering was still like the way of getting along with elementary school chickens.He walked to the front of the bar with a pair of long legs and poured himself a glass of amber wine.

Suddenly, the hand holding the glass stopped, and he suddenly saw a blurry figure through the stained glass on the right - no one in the world was more familiar with that outline than he was.

His pupils shrank, and he reached out and opened the window instinctively.

A gust of wind passed through the hall, blowing a few leaves on the road outside the window.

There was no one under the tree, only a faint fragrance that seemed to be an illusion remained.

Yue Chenzhou pressed his lips and cleared his throat, without turning his head: "I'm freezing to death, hurry up and close the window."

Yue Han turned his head and looked at the back of the man in front of him, only felt that every strand of his hair was written with hard mouth and soft heart, and a hint of amusedness appeared in his eyes.

Don't worry, it's you who will spare a ray of soul to protect Qiao Que home even if you go against the sky.

"Understood, brother. It's getting late, I'm going to light the lamp."