The cannon fodder brother of the son of luck

Cheng Liuzhi stood up and stretched.After washing up, he asked the skylark in the courtyard to bring some food back from the cafeteria, and he took good care of the bluegrass planted in his garden.

It wasn't until those delicate orchid grasses looked alive again that Cheng Liuzhi got up satisfied and washed his hands at the bamboo tube running water.

After he washed his hands, he strolled open the courtyard door, just outside the door the skylark just fell slowly.

Cheng Liuzhi took the food box, thanked him, then raised his eyes to look at the opposite door, and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"It's been ten days, and there's still no movement. As a practitioner, indulging in sexual desires is unacceptable."

After Cheng Liuzhi said this, he happened to make eye contact with other brothers who were peeping at Song Ningqing and Xiao Heng's yard, and they laughed a few times tacitly.

Some young disciples asked Cheng Liuzhi out of jealousy and curiosity.

"Senior brother Cheng, usually, is it so long? It's different from what the storybook says."

"Whether this kind of thing is long or not," Cheng Liuzhi patted his waist, "It depends on the strength of the waist."

Cheng Liuzhi suddenly heard the birds chirping, and looked at Little Sweet Potato and Fat Potato, who were drunk in the wine jar because of the wedding that day, standing on the wall and looking at the opposite door, very melancholy.

Now they can't go back to sleep in their nests in the yard, they are temporarily staying at Cheng Liuzhi's house.

"Waist strength..."

The young disciples were fascinated by it for a moment, and even the monkey boy passing by patted his waist.

"Ahem! Don't say it, lest you say that I have taught people badly."

After Cheng Liuzhi finished speaking, he went back to his yard and closed the door, no matter how loud the little disciples outside sighed.

"What can I say? I'm still a chicken myself!"

Cheng Liuzhi opened the food box angrily, calling Little Sweet Potato and Fat Potato over for breakfast.

"When do you think they will come out?"

Little Sweet Potato and Fat Potato shook their heads together, who knew, twitter!

At dusk, due to the hot weather, the peach blossoms in the peach blossom drop are all evaporated with a dense aroma.

Some disciples brought their own bench mats, Yueqin and Guzheng, cold cakes and cold noodles, and went under the tree to enjoy the shade.Some disciples gently hooked the strings of the zither, and the quiet music sounded like the wind blowing through the bamboo forest.

The sound of music can be heard all over the mountains and plains, Taohualuo disciples know the melody a lot, almost as soon as they finished playing a song at the foot of the mountain, the disciples living on the mountainside started to play the flute.

This graceful music naturally spread to the courtyard full of peach blossoms, and the door of the room with the paper-cut cranes on the cross neck still showed no signs of opening.

There was a faint sound of tsk tsk water coming from the door, and it took a long time for it to subside.

Song Ningqing lay prone on the bed, sweat profusely all over her body.On the jade-colored soft skin, there were red marks like crushed peach blossom petals.

A hand was pressed on Song Ningqing's waist, and he was so frightened that his waist jumped, but he didn't know where it was drawn, which made him frown and groan a little.

"Don't be afraid, I'll wipe you off."

Xiao Heng lifted the bed curtain. He was only wearing a pair of loose snow-white underpants, and his muscular upper body was naked. He held a soft silk scarf soaked in water in his hand. He gently wiped Song Ningqing's body. It was the traces of Meng Lang in the past few days.

"Brother, if you don't get it out, you will feel uncomfortable."

Xiao Heng called "senior brother" a few times, Song Ningqing just buried her face in the red brocade quilt, only the roots of her ears protruding from her hair were so red that they were about to bleed.

Xiao Heng half hugged and half hugged Song Ningqing, his palms slowly descending.

Song Ningqing still struggled a little, until Xiao Heng called him "Ningqing", and he stopped moving.

Song Ningqing didn't look up at Xiao Heng until all those things in her body were cleaned up.

Xiao Heng looked at Song Ningqing's slightly red eyes, and couldn't help but raise his hand to press Song Ningqing's eyes.

"Ningqing, if you look at me like that again..."

Xiao Heng didn't know what was going on, maybe his long-cherished wish was fulfilled, or maybe this dragon body caused trouble. When he first saw Song Ningqing take off his clothes, he couldn't stop.

Song Ningqing's reflex arc was also slow, he felt something was wrong and didn't know what to say, so he finally cried quietly.According to the past, how dare Xiao Heng make Song Ningqing sad.

But seeing him like this in the red tent, Xiao Heng didn't feel pity in his heart, but... even more excited.

In the end, he kissed the teardrops on Song Ningqing's face and said angrily.

"It's all brother's fault."

Song Ningqing didn't understand how it became his fault again, and he wanted to ask Xiao Heng where he learned these things.

Until two days ago, Xiao Heng was finally willing to let him rest, and today he even wiped his body.Song Ningqing thought, getting married is really hard, no wonder other cultivators are unwilling to get married.

Xiao Heng boiled the water and took Song Ningqing to take a bath.

It was only when I was bathing that I saw the sound of water flooding again, and when it was dark, Xiao Heng came out carrying Song Ningqing who was dressed, and put him in the courtyard, on the soft couch that Xiao Heng had moved out earlier.

"...We are cultivators." Song Ningqing said struggling.

"We don't practice the way of ruthlessness," Xiao Heng disapproved, "If I were a real dragon, there would be ones who have mated for a hundred years."

Hearing this, Song Ningqing couldn't help but bury her face in her palms, while Xiao Heng raised his hand to withdraw from the boundary formation, got up and walked towards the courtyard gate.

"I'll go see if there's any supper left."

Watching Xiao Heng go out, Song Ningqing tried to stay on the bed, but felt backache and leg weakness.

Fortunately, Little Sweet Potato and Fat Tudou were always watching, seeing that the boundary formation was unraveled, they flew home in a hurry and threw themselves on Song Ningqing.

... Then flapping its wings, it flew up quickly as if fleeing for its life, and landed on the stone table beside it.

"Twitter? Twitter!" What a fat thing?It's all dragon spirit!

Song Ningqing's snow-colored cheeks couldn't help but blush like rouge. He had just washed his hair, and his long satin-like hair hung down his back, and he was only wearing white pajamas. Even tits were shy when they saw this state.

"Success, marriage is probably like this."

Song Ningqing comforted herself, but he had no other reference after all, he just felt really...too tired.

After a while, Xiao Heng came back with a food box.

In the food box are beef noodles, red bean porridge, roasted kidneys, and wolfberry soft-shelled turtle soup made by Fat Master.

Xiao Heng filled the soup first, and sat on the side of the couch to feed Song Ningqing the soup.

"I drink it myself." Song Ningqing said.

"My hands were shaking just now." After feeding a bowl of soup, Xiao Heng possessed himself to lick the soup from the corner of Song Ningqing's mouth. "Master Fat said this is a hundred-year-old soft-shelled turtle, nourishing the kidney."

"what……"

The hot soup had already been eaten, even if Song Ningqing wanted to vomit, there was no chance.

Xiao Heng then cut and roasted kidneys for Song Ningqing, and finally gave him a bowl of sweet porridge. Seeing that Song Ningqing really didn't want to eat it, he ate the rest of the supper.

Song Ningqing looked at Xiao Heng's appearance, he seemed to have grown up a lot, Song Ningqing used to take care of Xiao Heng, but now Xiao Heng is taking care of Song Ningqing no matter how big or small it is.

"Better for you, let's go back to sleep alone."

Xiao Heng raised his hand to pin Song Ningqing's loose long hair behind his ears, and lightly held Song Ningqing's hand.

"I want you to see where I grew up."

Song Ningqing nodded, and heard two fat tits on the stone table beside her chirping.

"You are not allowed to go, practice in Peach Blossom Fall!"

Xiao Heng looked back at the two fat tits, and watched Little Sweet Potato and Fat Potato fly back to their nest, sobbing, and found the scriptures they had copied before, and recited them chirpingly.

"They really love to cling to senior brother."

Xiao Heng lowered his head and embraced this senior brother who was as soft as silk in his arms, as if he was holding his own rare treasure.Long has the habit of hiding treasures in his belly. When he was in the bridal chamber, he really wanted to hide Song Ningqing in his belly and never separate him.

"Brother, it's mine now." Xiao Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, Xiao Heng heard Song Ningqing ask him.

"Where did you learn that?"

Xiao Heng didn't answer, he couldn't say that he had the fairy seal on his forehead, Xiao Leiyun was afraid that he wouldn't understand, so he put some of it.

"I am smart."

Xiao Heng answered indiscriminately, and finally had to come to Song Ningqing to say "oh".

When Xiao Heng looked up again, Song Ningqing had already fallen asleep.He couldn't help laughing, picked up Song Ningqing horizontally, and sent her to the room.

Two days later, when the sun was rising, Song Ningqing and Xiao Heng dressed neatly and left the courtyard.

Song Ningqing had already changed back to his usual green shirt, while Xiao Heng was wearing his black dragon-patterned robe, and the two of them headed down the mountain gate all the way.Earlier they had sent Skylark to send a letter to Patriarch Bai, telling them to go to sleep alone.

Patriarch Bai's reply was also simple, only three words: don't lose it.

Song Ningqing and Xiao Heng got their master's permission and went down the mountain today.It's just that the brothers who met on the road often looked at Song Ningqing with loving eyes, and the brothers had written several love poems for them.

Song Ningqing took it, and because of the movement of leaning forward, a little mark on the neck was slightly exposed.

Needless to say how tyrannical the Nascent Soul's body is, there are still traces, which should be the imprint left by that person as if obsessively sucking|sucking.

The senior brother wailed that he really wanted to get married, and then staggered away.

Song Ningqing didn't know why, so Xiao Heng raised his hand and pulled Song Ningqing's collar higher, and then patted Song Ningqing's shoulder with satisfaction.

"Let's go."

Fairy Mountain·Lonely Lying, in the southeast of Peach Blossom Fall.

In the past, when Baichuan Lord Xiao Leiyun was around, there were many mortals and cultivators who attached to him and built cities and lived in groups under that secluded solitude.

It's just that after Lord Baichuan's death, within a few decades, other mortal countries or cultivators wanted to occupy this place because they were lying alone and without a master.Fortunately, the servants of the Xiao family are very loyal, and there are other people who are grateful for the kindness of Lord Baichuan, who help You Duwo.

Therefore, although Youduwo has declined somewhat, it has not become someone else's property after all.

Today, everyone from the Xiao family gathered in the main hall, looking at the letter they received earlier.

"The prince will return."

Everyone congratulated each other, looking at the throne above the hall, they couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

"I don't know that child... what does he look like now, does he resemble Mr. Baichuan?"

A burst of lightning and thunder was suddenly heard in the air, and everyone in the Xiao family walked out of the hall, and saw a man in black clothes with dragon pattern, with a red fairy seal on his forehead, with a graceful appearance and a condensed aura, landed on the lonely bed.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the members of the Xiao family, and saw that they were stunned for a while, and then bowed down one after another, calling "Prince".

Xiao Heng turned sideways, stretched out his right hand, and pulled Song Ningqing who was floating in midair.

"This is where you lie alone, where I grew up."