Reborn with the Tyrant [Cultivation]

The two stayed in the Yun family's mansion for several days.I don't go out very much, don't move around, sometimes the two just lie on the bed and can talk to each other for a whole day.

It's like a safe haven here, they are all homeless people, and they are happy to say many things to each other.Xuehuai is happy because he still has a place to stay, and puts other things aside, but Yun Cuo is only happy because Xuehuai is by his side.

There is always a dangerous and secret desire in his heart—just like this, to hide Xuehuai in the deep mansion, only he can see it, only he can talk to him.He relies on him with all his heart.

Only the matter of rebirth, neither of them mentioned much—Xuehuai didn’t understand the reason why Yun Cuo kept silent, she just felt a little embarrassed, thinking that Yun Cuo probably didn’t believe him—it’s enough to say it once, say it twice , Yun Cuo probably thought he was a little out of order.

On the second day after moving in, Xuehuai announced: "From now on, I will hang out with you."

Yun Cuo looked depressed.Xuehuai saw it, and after interrogating him for a long time, Yun Cuo revealed the reason for his unhappiness: "Xuehuai, I abducted you in front of your family, so there will be no chance for them to agree to my marriage in the future. is you?"

Xuehuai was still a little depressed about what happened after she came back this time, but she almost died laughing at his words——

He corrected him seriously: "It's not abduction."

Yun Cuo stared at him blankly, with a little eagerness and grievance in his eyes, as if this was something big.

Xue Huai leaned over and kissed him on the cheek: "It's elopement, Immortal Master Yun."

Yuncuo woke up this day and found that Xuehuai had been up for a long time and was clumsily making breakfast for him.

He didn't know when he went out, bought a lot of ingredients and pots and pans, and piled them together in a corner - he even lit a fire himself, waiting for the water to boil, and prepared to cut one side into seven pieces Blanch the shattered meat.

Seeing him coming, Xuehuai explained with some embarrassment: "Your house... your house is too big. I searched for a while, but I couldn't find the kitchen stove or the balcony, so I only had to cook here. I'll clean up. I'll make a chicken soup cake, do you want to eat it?"

Yuncuo looked at him and couldn't help smiling.

His little Xianlang was sitting on an ivory stool with his sleeves rolled up, staring longingly at the water in the pot.Because Xuehuai was doing something, he casually folded a section of pear blossoms and tied up his hair, which is refreshing and beautiful. Compared with his usual cold and indifferent appearance, he is a little more cute that people want to get close to.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xue looked at him suspiciously: "?"

Yun wrongly said: "Eat."

He walked over with a smile and couldn't help rubbing Xuehuai's face.Xuehuai kissed his hand by the way, and then continued to stare at his pot of water without changing expression.

Yun Cuo also moved a stool and sat down beside him, and told him softly: "My kitchen stove is underground, as are the woodshed, stables and spring pond, ten feet down, no wonder you can't find it. "

Xuehuai asked him: "Why do you want to build it underground?"

Yun Cuo smiled quietly: "My mother used to live in a palace, and she was served in everything. She had never seen such places as woodsheds, latrines, and kitchen stoves. When she bought this place, she scared away a hundred and eighty carpenters and Mason, because she insisted on not wanting these furnishings, she felt that they were cheating money. Later, a descendant of Luban released her and suggested that these places be built underground. My mother listened to him, and then she was in Dongzhou settle down."

Xuehuai vaguely heard some other meaning from it, and just about to ask, she shut up again.

Yun Cuo started to knead the dough for him——while kneading, he said: "The descendant of Lu Ban fell in love with her, and later asked me what I meant, and told her how I felt, but my mother didn't accept him. Then the man left gone."

Xuehuai turned her head to look at him.

Yun wrongly said: "At that time, I actually hoped that she could be with him. That man was very nice and made me a little Trojan horse."

In fact, that man didn't even speak to him back then.

He is autistic and gloomy, hiding in dark corners from time to time.When the descendant of Luban was discussing the details of the house, he wrote him a letter full of childishness: "Little Highness, do you want a toy room? Every highness should have a separate toy room with wooden Swords, glazed horses and crystal tokens, when you become an adult, they will become real for you to drive and protect your family and people."

He understands the paranoid side of Yun Cuo's mother, who is almost insane - she always fantasizes that she can be recognized by Yun Cuo's biological father, the current lord of Nine Immortals, Yun Zhang, and that her child is not allowed to call her mother, but must be called mother queen; The servants at home must salute her and call her "Niangniang".

In the eyes of others, they may be a farce-like family.But the man actually built him a dollhouse and made him a little wooden horse.

Yun Cuo's mother passed away when he was ten years old, and it was then that he left home.Before that, his mother asked him to study and study hard at home. In order to show her loyalty, she never hired a man as a servant.

That man was the first male he'd ever met—someone who was barely relatable to his imaginary "father."

Yun wrongly said, "But I don't know his name."

Xue Huai interjected, "I know."

After Yuncuo finished kneading the dough, he watched Xuehuai play with it, and began to knead the dough into various shapes——slightly hesitant and asked: "Huh?"

Xuehuai tried hard to knead the dough into a gluttonous ghost, and recalled: "There are only a few descendants of Luban, and only one has settled in Dongzhou in the past ten years. His name is Lu Huayu, and his name is Shu." Gu, used to run a shop in the south of the city, and then he got married and moved away. He is very handsome, and he especially likes children, but he doesn’t make things for others with his own hands. My family used to make sword ornaments at his place. He left and went to another house."

Yun Cuo was stunned for a moment: "So that's how it is."

Xuehuai looked at him, suddenly remembered something, and shouted: "It's over!"

Yun Cuo's attention was quickly attracted by him: "What's wrong?"

Xuehuai showed him the dough on the chopping board: "I was too busy kneading and playing with it. I originally wanted to make noodles."

Yun Cuo suggested: "Then, roll it out and cut it again?"

But Xuehuai didn't do it: "Look at this, it took me so much to make me look like a glutton, why don't we just eat steamed buns this morning?"

Yun Cuo said, "Okay."

Xuehuai was happy, so she gave him some dough and asked him to knead it.Yun Cuo's hands were not as clever as his, and he didn't know what to pinch for a while, but he just moved the thing around, without a method for a long time.

In the end, Xuehuai pinched three gluttonous ghosts and two kittens, and Yun Cuo neatly pinched out a few fat and tender dough balls.

He handed the finished product to Xuehuai with some trepidation.

Xuehuai didn't say anything - he picked up a few sweet potato sprouts, mint leaves, and beans from the vegetables he bought, and put eyes and tails on the noodle balls that Yuncuo pinched: "It's just like you pinched it." It's a rabbit."

The breakfast for the last two was steamed buns and shredded chicken soup.

After the two of them tidied up the place, Yun Cuo took him layer by layer and took Xuehuai to recognize the room.

Xuehuai gradually discovered that every room and pavilion in Yun Cuo's house was exquisite and gorgeous, but not the slightest bit popular.It is as new as if it has just been built, and the owner's temperament, preferences, and living habits cannot be seen, and some are only absolutely spotless and quiet and lonely.

In the process of going up, they also captured a few lonely ghosts living in the corner, and they packed them up and sent them to the underworld.

"Will you come back to live in the future?" Xue Huai asked Yun Cuo.

Yuncuo looked into his eyes: "Why do you ask that?"

Xuehuai winked at him: "If you come back to live, I'll dress up your place, okay? You don't have any popularity here. Look, even wild ghosts dare to come in and live here."

He glanced at Yuncuo, hummed and said, "If you haven't wanted me at that time, Immortal Master Yun."

Yun Cuo was stunned for a moment, then stammered and said: "I, I want you, I want you anytime."

Xuehuai didn't speak, but there was a faint smile in her eyes.After inspecting each room one by one, he opened the windows for him, replaced the withered potted plants and ornaments that hadn't changed for a long time, then ran downstairs to get a pen and paper, and told Yun Cuo his plan.

Yun Cuo listened carefully, and hardly said anything—he agreed with everything Xuehuai said, but hesitated when Xuehuai proposed a plan that was obviously biased towards him: for example, replacing the dark windows with red willows, Several rooms that are no longer in use have been opened up and transformed into a weapon room and a meditation hall, such as making a separate room for silly cats that cats like.

Seeing that Yuncuo has been silent, Xuehuai immediately thought of something again, and whispered: "But these are some small plans of mine... The things left by your mother should not be touched."

Yun Cuo shook his head and asked him: "No, you can move. You can change whatever you want. What about you, Xuehuai, what kind of place do you want to live in?"

Xue Huai stared at him.

Yun Cuo hesitated for a moment and asked him, "Why don't you plan a room for yourself?"

Xuehuai's face suddenly became hot: "Should I think about it now?"

Yun Cuo nodded: "If you still want me at that time."

"..." Xuehuai rubbed her face, and looked away as if covering up, "Don't use what I said, you are so annoying."

They were sitting side by side, and Yun Cuo stretched out his hand suddenly, pulling Xue Huai into his arms, and holding Xue Huai's writing hand together.He grows faster than Xuehuai, and his bones are much taller than him. Holding Xuehuai is like holding something small.

Yun Cuo lowered his head and buried it between his neck with attachment, Xuehuai's soft hair rubbed against his face: "At that time, will you still want me, Xuehuai?"

Xuehuai said perfunctorily: "If you want, I will not give up on you and Xiao Tao, although you are a bit stupid and have poor taste and often make trouble for me..."

Yun Cuo moved closer and kissed gently.Xuehuai didn't finish her sentence, she accepted the kiss quietly.From shallow to deep, from superficial to lingering and tired.

After the kiss was over, Yun Cuo said in a low voice: "I can't even think about it...I think this is a dream."

Xuehuai leaned back lazily in his arms, pulled another piece of paper, and showed it to Yun Cuo: "Do you think I haven't thought about it? It's too cheap to just renovate the existing house. If you want me to live here, you have to build another courtyard for me, a gazebo with a spring, a rockery, a corridor on the lake where you can enjoy the snow in winter, the lake should not be too shallow, and you must be able to raise fish and ride boats. Four Seasons Garden, Meilan Bamboos and chrysanthemums are all needed; Martial Arts Field, Library Pavilion... that's all for now, I'll talk about the others when I think of them."

Yun wrongly said: "Okay."

Xue Huai glanced at him: "Don't think I'm too demanding, you know, I used to be the young master of the Xue family..."

He didn't go on.

The address changed, and the moment Cong Yuncuo led him away from Xuezong, it meant that he was cut off from the family.

He looked at Yun Cuo with a smile.Xuehuai naturally knew that what Yun Cuo lacked most was money.He has this kind of method to develop and win over his own forces, but he has never mentioned it to him in this life.

"It's the same now. You are Xuehuai. There are Yuncuo, gluttonous ghosts and idiots in Xuehuai's family. You are the young master of our family." Yuncuo said.

Xuehuai muttered: "Then who are you? Young Madam?"

Not much to resist this statement.

Yun Cuo himself began to struggle with this question: "Then, if I am your wife, when the time comes, both..."

Xuehuai only heard one word, then suddenly turned her head and stared at him: "Double what?"

Yun Cuo whispered: "Shuangxiu. Xuehuai, which side do you want to be?"

The luck of double cultivation, the emphasis is on the two sides penetrating into each other's cultivation during the mating, the two people are in harmony in the sky, and they share luck, using Yuanyang as the medium.Naturally, only one of the two can take over Yuanyang, so there is a difference in the cultivation position.

Xuehuai herself is fickle and ascetic, and has never been very cold about these things.But he has always refused to let people go, and he has never been in a passive position, so Yun Cuo was a little nervous.

He didn't dare to say that during the many days and nights when he fell asleep with Xuehuai, he had dreams in turn, and every time he dreamed that Xuehuai was singing softly and softly under him, with spring in his eyes.He woke up several times in the middle of the night with thirst.He was afraid that he would not be able to say well about it at that time, and Xuehuai would not accept it, and would be unhappy.

That's all he could think about.

Hearing Yuncuo mention it, Xuehuai's cheeks began to burn: "Whatever, whatever. Let's talk about it when the time comes."

"Whatever?" Yun Cuo asked him relentlessly.

"Just...whatever." The man behind him hugged him too tightly, Xue Huai twisted unnaturally, trying to struggle, but Yun Cuo's body became tighter and tighter.

He's hard again.

Nothing can be hidden now.Xuehuai felt that she was about to burn with embarrassment—it happened that his face was still watertight, pretending to be calm, and only pushed Tui Yuncuo's hand: "I'll go... I'll go and pour some water, you, you can solve it yourself .”

Yun Cuo didn't let him go for a long time, but hugged him even tighter—his voice was full of unspeakable thirst, like a beast meeting its prey, sniffing at his ear, inhaling, and then to kiss him.

Kissing his earlobe, the root of his ear, and gently sucking and nibbling on his beautiful fair cheek-this behavior is completely unconscious, as if bewitched.Yun Cuo complained sullenly: "Brother Xuehuai, you are so fragrant, why are you so fragrant?"

Xuehuai couldn't hold back any longer, he was anxious to get up from Yun Cuo's arms: "I don't know, my own sachet is exactly the same as yours."

Before taking a step, he was lifted up by Yun Cuo - not Yun Cuo's favorite way of hugging him horizontally, he picked him up directly from behind and let his feet off the ground, like Holding a tiny doll.

Yun Cuo was quite a bit taller than him, easily wrapped his arms around his waist, and fell on the bed a few steps away with him.He threw himself on him fascinated, kissed him, tasted his lips and tongue, kneaded his lovely earlobes and delicate neck repeatedly - he dared not touch other places.

If you don't let him kiss and hug him, he will die - Xuehuai clearly discovered this from his expression.

He was discouraged, and he simply gave up resisting - he is a big man, there is nothing to be ashamed of.Yun Cuo likes him, and he likes Yun Cuo, so it's done.

"You do it." Xuehuai mustered up her courage, and reached out to untie Yun Cuo's belt, the blush on her face was still there, "It's all...you."