[Quick wear] The male partner always has his own ideas

Three years passed in a flash.

It is the late spring season, and the flowers are colorful, and the Hidden Flower Valley is rendered like a dreamlike and mysterious fairyland by various rare and precious flowers and trees.

Everything was quiet and peaceful, until an angry roar pierced the sky, scaring away the singing birds standing on the branches of the trees: "Luan Jiang——! All the good wine that I finally got was stolen and drunk?!"

Old man Wan felt that sooner or later he would be so angry with Luan Jiang that he couldn't get out of bed.

He was furious, but the culprit was a warm and smiling voice with a sticky ending: "Little old man, how can a good wine that no one tastes be worthy of the word peerless? You should thank me for being willing to be your guinea pig That's right, why are you still so fierce to me?"

Saying such shameless words in such a natural tone almost made Old Man Wan speechless. He took a deep breath and told himself to calm down, calm down...

Calm the fuck!

Old man Wan picked up the bamboo whip that was put aside, and ran out after him like the wind was blowing on his feet, cursing while chasing: "Stinky boy, stop for me!"

Luan Jiang, who was dressed in an embroidered bamboo green dress with fluttering sleeves, didn't stop and didn't look back, he just smiled and said, "Little old man, I'm not stupid, stop and let you hit me?"

Old Man Wan kept chasing after him, and he still didn't forget to teach others: "Did you throw all the rituals of respecting teachers that your teacher taught you to the dogs?!"

"Hmm—" Luan Jiang thought for a while, stretching the ending slightly, and then replied, "Maybe?"

It seemed that he sensed that the people behind him were speeding up. Before Old Man Wan could react, Luan Jiang, who was only three or four meters away from him, appeared several feet away in an instant.

He ran with flying steps, and his speed was unimaginable.

Old man Wan was also pissed off by his little apprentice, who had been begging so hard, so he injected four or five points of internal energy into the bamboo whip in his hand, and threw it towards Luan Jiang's back.

The bamboo whip flew extremely fast in the air, like a sharp sword that seemed to break through the air.

However, Luan Jiang ran a few minutes faster than the bamboo whip, causing the bamboo whip to fall into the air.

What made Old Man Wan most angry was that Luan Jiang, a bastard, was clearly showing off his skills to him. Whenever he took a step and was about to catch up with Luan Jiang, this bastard jumped several feet away. His physical skills can be called as ghostlike as ghost, like wind like electricity.

Even the old man Wan who was extremely accomplished and well-known in the world at that time had to say that he was ashamed of himself.

Luan Jiang's lightness kung fu talent is actually three points stronger than his kung fu in his heyday.

Qi returns to Qi, but watching Luan Jiang perform the lightness kung fu that he entrusted to him with ease, which is many times better than that silly boy Qin Xun, old man Wan still can't help feeling a sense of pride and pride feeling.

Three years ago, the disciple he recruited under his sect after stalking was really the right one.

Although this stinky brat gets mad at him every day...

Old man Wan knew that he would not be able to catch up with this stinky boy for a while, so he could only put down his harsh words to maintain his face as a master: "Stinky boy, if you have the ability, don't step into the old man's bamboo house, otherwise you will be determined by the teacher." I'm going to beat you to the bum!"

What answered him was the hoarse and clear cry of a blue game bird.

Old man Wan hated the sound of this kind of bird the most. Every time it came into his ears, it would always arouse goose bumps all over his body, and sometimes even make him shiver several times in a row.

However, Luan Jiang, a stinky boy, learned the singing of blue hunting birds so vividly and vividly, he would lie on the window sill of the medicine room from time to time, imitating the singing of birds again and again at him.

Several times, he almost caused old man Wan to blow up his beloved medicine stove.

Old Man Wan rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, thinking that there was nothing he could do to get people. He had used many methods before, but he never thought that Luan Jiang, a brat, was not afraid of anything. The way to scare him several times is really not worth the candle.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, when Qin Xun returned from going out, what he saw was the old man Wan who had his back turned to him and was pounding medicinal materials. The eye-catching and dazzling afro almost blinded Qin Xun's eyes.

Qin Xun suppressed the laughter that was about to burst out, and asked with great difficulty: "Master, what fashion trend are you following...?"

Not to mention, the explosive head is quite hot.

Hearing the voice of the big apprentice, old man Wan slowly turned around holding the pounding pot.

Old Man Wan's face is completely black as the bottom of a pot now, and the black coal is quite 'sensible' covering Old Man Wan's entire face, making the white in his eyes more "dazzling".

And the white beard that old man Wan wanted to cherish so much and was always well-groomed was blown into a mess.

Seeing old man Wan's face, Qin Xun couldn't control himself any longer, and laughed at old man Wan with a "puh!"

"Hahahahahaha—Master, you, hahahaha—" Qin Xun laughed so hard that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"Qin, Xun." Old Man Wan gritted his teeth, his right hand was already proficiently on the way to the bamboo whip.

Seeing this, Qin Xun immediately stopped laughing. Although old man Wan has become a little old man now, he can still afford to say that he is not old. Old man Wan caught up, and the consequences would not be a matter of being beaten up.

The most important thing is that he will be tied up by the old man to try the poisons he has refined in various shapes, flavors, and effects.

This is simply the shadow of Qin Xun's childhood, the kind that would come again from time to time every year.

The beloved fluffy white beard was turned into this ghostly look by that stinky boy Luan Jiang with a self-made explosive pill that was surprisingly effective. Old man Wan wanted to kill this traitor. Now seeing Qin Xun even more No matter how it looked, it was not pleasing to the eye, his figure flickered, and old man Wan appeared in front of Qin Xun in the blink of an eye, and then hit Qin Xun's calf with a bamboo whip.

"Ow—!"

Qin Xun howled, and covered his calf very skillfully.

"Get off!" old man Wan scolded angrily, he raised his bamboo whip and was about to give Qin Xun another blow.

When Qin Xun saw this, the soles of his feet seemed to be oiled, and he ran away all of a sudden.

The bamboo curtain leading to the inner room was slowly lifted from the inside. It was a pair of slender hands like catkins, white as fat.

"It's just that Jiang Jiang's kid is a little naughty, why are you so angry?" Her gentle voice calmed most of the anger in Old Man Wan's heart.

The owner of the voice is also extremely beautiful, with snow-like white skin, light blood-colored lips, and light golden eyes, like a thin layer of morning mist, which seems to cover the delicate outline. Misty water gauze.

Seeing someone coming out, old man Wan rushed up to meet her, held her hand, and looked very worried: "Shushu, you are not fully recovered yet, don't blow the cold wind, go in and warm yourself."

Rao Shu tugged at his shaggy white beard, and smiled: "Ah Xu, I know exactly what my body is like. You don't have to regard me as a fragile porcelain doll anymore."

"Shushu, I... I'm just inexplicably uneasy." Old man Wan took Rao Shu's hand and put it on his side face as they did when they were lingering in love back then, rubbing it gently. He forcibly borrowed it from God After so many years, Shushu will be taken back one day.

Rao Shu was silent for a short while, until old man Wan didn't notice, she coaxed people: "I'll be fine. A Xu, don't worry."

How wonderful it would be if such a lie could come true...

One is old, the other is still young, they are clearly a couple who would never find a good match no matter how you look at them, but because of the almost identical deep affection in their eyes, there is no sense of discord.

Hearing this, old man Wan suddenly looked at Rao Shu seriously, "Shu Shu, if one day / you can't hold on anymore, I will leave with you."

He didn't have much nostalgia for the world, if Shushu was not still around, and that trouble-loving little apprentice would need him to protect him for a while, old man Wan would have already entered the road of hell.

Rao Shu pulled his beard hard and reprimanded, "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"Okay, okay. I won't talk anymore, I won't talk anymore." The old man Wan hugged her, kissed the top of her hair affectionately, and murmured, "Shu Shu, Shu Shu, my Shu Shu... .”

Rao Shu nestled obediently in his arms, where old man Wan couldn't see, her eyes were stained with sadness.

A Xu, the effect of the medicine has long been useless, and I know that my time is numbered.

But I can't bear to leave you alone; how can I be willing to let you accompany me into the underworld.

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Deep in the peach forest.

On a peach tree with an extremely beautiful shape, plump flowers, and a color as rich as blood, Luan Jiang was holding it and half leaning on the branch.

It is late spring now, logically speaking, there should have been only bare trunks and branches left in this peach forest.

However, Luan Jiang's teacher's wife, Rao Shu, is very good at raising flowers. This scarlet peach grove, which takes up less than half of the Hidden Flower Valley and is invincible in four seasons, is the result of Rao Shu's meticulous care and cultivation.

When Luan Jiang is free, his favorite thing is to sit on a peach tree and drink.

Ever since he found out that Qin Xun was not the person he was looking for three years ago, Luan Jiang became lazy and tired. He thought that if he couldn't find it, then he couldn't find it. After all, he would never love anyone again.

At this moment, a pure blue bird with a letter in its beak flew by not far away.

It crashed into Luan Jiang's arms, put down the letter, and barked several times with joy.

When it passed into Luan Jiang's ear, it became: [Host, host, do you miss me? 】

Luan Jiang threw 0748 out, and then opened the letter, only to see a sentence written on it——

Xiaoqi, it's time to go home.