After transmigrating into a cannon fodder, I married a villain

Yan Weilan looks good again!These eyebrows, these eyes, this nose, this mouth... how do these grow!

Yu Sheng knew that he missed Yan Weilan very much, but the moment he saw him, he realized that he actually missed him so much.

This is probably the pure and selfless friendship of boys, built on appearance.

Yan Weilan watched Yu Sheng's expression change from surprise to intoxication, and finally to distress, and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

"You wear so little in winter, aren't you cold?" Yu Sheng unbuttoned her fox fur, intending to put it on for Yan Weilan.

Yan Weilan took his hand, "This way you will be cold."

"I'm not cold." Yu Sheng grabbed Yan Weilan's hand and covered his flushed face, "Feel it, am I super warm?"

Yu Sheng's cheeks were warm and delicate, and they felt good to the touch.Yan Weilan couldn't help being a little dazed, obviously this hand was holding the sword just now and was almost stained with other people's blood, but now it was touching Yu Sheng's skin.Yan Weilan's eyes flickered slightly, and when he pulled his hand away, he fiddled with Yu Sheng's eyelashes intentionally or unintentionally, "Yes."

"Stop being polite to me," Yu Sheng said, "Put on the fox fur."

Yan Weilan bent the corners of her lips, "Help me."

Yu Sheng didn't expect that Yan Weilan would learn to act like a baby when she was a year older, so she hurriedly said, "Alright Weilan, it's okay Weilan."

I haven't seen him for a while, but Yan Weilan seems to have grown a lot taller, and Yu Sheng can only see his collarbone when he looks up.

In order to cooperate with Yu Sheng, Yan Weilan bent over slightly, and Yu Sheng put the fox fur on him smoothly, then fastened the belt, and patted his shoulder, "Okay, is it warm?"

Yan Weilan smiled, "I'm not cold in the first place."

Yu Sheng couldn't help worrying about the old lady, "You are young now, so of course you don't feel cold. When you get old, you will know how important it is to keep warm."

The two walked into the room, but the servants were not there, so Yan Weilan personally made a cup of hot tea for Yu Sheng.There was only one charcoal basin in the room, and Yu Sheng and Yan Weilan were sitting facing each other, holding hot tea in their hands.There was flickering light in the charcoal basin, and light snow was falling outside, and Yu Sheng suddenly felt that the years were quiet. "It would be perfect if there was wine now," he said.

Yan Weilan smiled softly, "Can you drink?"

Yu Sheng said to himself: "Of course." The alcohol concentration at this time will not be very high, and his small body should be able to withstand it.

Yan Weilan thought for a while and said, "Didn't you prepare a gift for me? If your gift makes me like it, I'll treat you to a drink."

Yu Sheng almost forgot about it, or in other words, from the moment he saw Yan Weilan, there was nothing else in his mind other than his flourishing beauty. "Confused, quickly bring something!"

Yu Sheng took the long paper box that was handed over in a daze, and handed it to Yan Weilan shyly, "The things you gave me before were all snacks made by yourself, but I can't make food, but I can draw. So ...I drew you."

Yu Sheng had painted Yan Weilan before he wore a book, and at that time his Yan Weilan was already beautiful and supple.Especially in the last scene, where he died on the dragon chair wearing a dragon robe, it was so beautiful that Yu Sheng burst into tears.But even if he used all his imagination to describe the face of this first beauty, compared with the real Yan Weilan, it is the difference between the ID photo and the beauty photo.

It's different now, Yan Weilan is no longer a paper figure to him, but a living person with flesh and blood, the tenderness in his eyes when he smiles can almost drown people.

"Draw me?" Yan Weilan opened the box with great interest, and there was indeed a framed scroll inside.He walked to the table and slowly unfolded the scroll——

In a yard full of spring, there is an apricot tree planted in the yard, and the apricot blossoms are flying. Yan Weilan is dressed in red, standing under the tree, raising his eyebrows and smiling, and the country is overwhelmed.

Seeing that Yan Weilan didn't respond for a long time, Yu Sheng said anxiously: "Is the painting not good?"

Yan Weilan looked at him with bright eyes, "Where is the place in the painting?"

"It's my yard." Yu Sheng said without thinking.

"Why am I in your yard?"

"Because you are at my house."

Yan Weilan smiled even more, "Since I'm at your house, why don't you appear in the painting?"

Yu Sheng thought for a while, "Because I'm drawing you."

Yan Weilan stared at him for a moment, then stroked Yu Sheng's hair, "Thank you, I like this gift very much."

Yu Sheng, who was patted and killed by the male god, lost his mind for a moment, and said, "Then, do I have some wine to drink?"

"Yeah." Yan Weilan smiled, put the fox fur on Yu Sheng, and stretched out his hand to him, "I'll take you to find wine."

Yu Sheng froze for a moment, then put his hand on Yan Weilan's palm.

Holding hands, the two stepped out of the yard on the snow and came to the Taoyuan of Yan Mansion.Yu Sheng was a little puzzled: "Will there be wine here?"

Yan Weilan nodded, "Two years ago, I hid several jars of Tusu wine under a peach tree."

Two years ago, Yan Weilan hadn't ordered a gui, and she was highly valued by her father and aunt, and her food and clothing expenses were among the best in the mansion, so she lived a very interesting life.

Yan Weilan led Yu Sheng to the innermost peach tree in the garden, and said, "This is it."

When it's snowing, go to the garden to find wine with the big beauty, ten hearts with a proper romantic index.It's just that they didn't bring tools, so are they going to dig the soil with bare hands now?

Yan Weilan seemed to have thought of the same question, and said, "You wait for me here."

Yu Sheng nodded and said yes, and built a snowman in the garden alone. Before the body of the snowman was piled up, Yan Weilan came back with a hoe in his hand.

The two took turns digging the ground, and soon dug up the jar containing Tusu wine.Yu Sheng couldn't wait to say: "Let me smell it."

Yan Weilan waved the soil off the wine jar with a wave of his sleeve, opened the lid of the jar, and brought the wine jar to Yu Sheng.Yu Sheng took a deep breath and exclaimed, "It smells so good."

Yan Weilan smiled and said, "Let's go back and drink."

When the two returned to the yard, Nineteen and Mute Nu had already returned.Nineteen cursed and said: "The manager of the bullshit gave out rewards, and he was tricked again! Hey, Second Young Master Yu, you are here!"

Yu Sheng smiled and said, "Who were you scolding just now?"

Nineteen was about to answer when he heard Yan Weilan say: "Nineteen, bring two wine glasses and prepare some snacks."

The snacks brought by Shijiu include pickled radishes, cold cucumbers and peanuts. Although they are not delicacies, they are just right for drinking.

Tusu wine is good for temperature and yang, and has the effect of dispelling wind and cold. Drinking it on New Year's Eve can prevent plague.Yu Sheng reckoned that his body was still young, so he didn't dare to drink too much, so he just sipped it in small sips. Even so, his body gradually warmed up.

"Is it good?" Yan Weilan asked.

Yu Sheng held the wine glass and nodded, "It's delicious."

"Then add a little more." Yan Weilan stood up, picked up the jug, lowered his eyes and poured the mellow wine into Yu Sheng's glass.His hands are white and slender, with well-defined joints, and they are especially beautiful when holding the jug.

In order to see the back of Yan Weilan pouring wine again, Yu Sheng raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, looking expectantly at Yan Weilan, "Add more."

I don't know if the alcohol content is too high, or if his body is too strong to drink, Yu Sheng's head began to float after drinking two cups. He looked at Yan Weilan who was sitting opposite him, and felt that his face was veiled. A layer of soft light seemed unreal, as if it was about to dissipate.

Yu Sheng hurriedly called him, "Yan Weilan!"

"I'm here."

Yu Sheng stared at him blankly, "Wei Lan."

Yan Weilan chuckled lightly, "Are you drunk?"

Yu Sheng didn't answer, but repeated his name again, "Wei Lan."

Yan Weilan stared slightly, leaned over, wiped the wine from the corner of Yu Sheng's mouth with his fingertips, "Call again, my name."

Yu Sheng smiled so brightly that his eyes were bent into crescents, "Weilan."

Yan Weilan's eyes darkened, and she said softly, "Yes, it sounds good."

Drunk Yu Sheng didn't make any noise, her eyes were shining, she kept staring at Yan Weilan, and fell asleep after watching.

Yan Weilan took the wine glass away from his hand, took off the fox fur and coat for him, picked him up and put him on the bed, and covered him with the quilt.

Yan Weilan sat by the bed, guarding the sleeping Yu Sheng, and gradually lost his mind.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a burst of noisy voices at the door, and Yan Weilan came back to her senses, put down the bed curtain, and walked out calmly, just in time to bump into Shijiu who was hurriedly walking towards her. "Master!"

"Keep down." Yan Weilan closed the door and asked, "What's wrong?"

Nineteen lowered his voice and said urgently: "Aunt Xia and Fifth Young Master brought a group of people here and said they want to see you."

Yan Weilan said indifferently: "Understood, you stay here and guard him."

Yan Weilan came to the front hall, Xia Shi and Yan Qilan had already sat down, he nodded lightly at them, "Aunt Xia, Fifth Brother."

Holding the teacup, Xia looked Yan Weilan up and down, and said leisurely: "Lao Qi, Lao Qi, you look very gentle, why are you just like a rough man, always wanting to chop people with a sword? What about the He family? What status is it, don't you have any idea?"

Yan Qilan said coldly: "Mother, why are you talking nonsense with him! If it weren't for Brother He running fast, people would have died in Yan's house today, and Lao Qi would not only seek death, but also implicate Yan's family. Let me say, this Such a serious crime is not an exaggeration to remove Lao Qi from the family tree!"

Xia looked sideways at Yan Weilan, "Old Qi, what else do you have to say?"

Yan Weilan said indifferently: "Is He Liangzhi dead?"

Yan Qilan said angrily: "If there is something wrong with Brother He, do you think you can still stand here and talk?"

"He didn't die, nor was he injured anywhere." Yan Weilan glanced at Xia's mother and son, "So, what are you here for?"

Xia was taken aback for a moment, thinking about how to answer, when he heard his son pointing at Yan Weilan and saying, "You attempted murder!"

Yan Weilan smiled, "Since Fifth Brother said so, why not report to the officials."

"Old Qi, what trick do you want to play again?!"

"Fifth brother, why did He Liangzhi appear in my yard, and why did I force him to leave with a sword, don't you understand?"

Yan Qilan's face was flushed red, and she turned to Xia Shi and said, "Mother, he wants to use nonsense to fool you again, don't let him fool you."

The Xia family also knew a little bit about what was going on.In the final analysis, it was He Liangzhi who started belittling others first, and the reputation of the Yan Mansion would also be damaged if this incident got bigger.She pondered for a moment, and said: "Now Madam is waiting for guests in the front hall, leaving everything in the backyard to me. Lao Qi, no matter what the young master of the He family has done, it is wrong for you to threaten him with a sword. If he really Bullied you, you can tell me, I will make the decision for you."

Yan Weilan watched her quietly, without saying anything.

Xia Shi felt inexplicably guilty under his gaze, she coughed lightly twice, and said: "How about this, since the young master of the He family is fine, I will punish the young master slightly and forgive the seventh young master for once. People, bring family law."

Hearing the word "family law", Yan Qilan's eyes lit up, and he volunteered: "Mother, leave this family law to me."

Mrs. Xia nodded, and put on an air of exhortation: "Then you have to take it easy, Lao Qi, who is thin-skinned and tender, may not be able to bear it if he is heavy."

Yan Qilan looked at Yan Weilan, and said with a smile: "Mother, don't worry, my son knows it well."

Yan Mansion's family law is a special long whip, about three times as long as a horse whip, which can leave bright red marks on people with a light whip, and is usually used to punish servants who have made mistakes.

Yan Qilan approached Yan Weilan with a long whip, and said with a half-smile: "Old Qi, what else do you want to say?"

Yan Weilan looked up at him, "Change to another place."

"Oh?" Yan Qilan raised his eyebrows, "Where do you want to be?"

"Anywhere, but not in my yard."

Yan Qilan rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "It's possible, but I have to add another ten whips, can it be done?"

The snow gradually increased, and it fell to the ground without any sound.

This day, Yu Sheng slept soundly.