Why is This Little Brother

The "Emperor" is not in a hurry, but the **** Yun Ruicheng is in a hurry. He seemed to have seen the scene of Jing Yangyu mercilessly cutting off Yin Yuchen's arms.

Is the head lady's cheap so easy to take? !

Yin Yuchen was depressed for a day, and it was true that Yanchun was going to leave a little out of control. Fortunately, he recovered quickly and let go of Yan Chun's waist.

To him, Yanchun was like an overly beautiful dream, and he was reluctant to wake up every time.

But he can always find a reasonable explanation for his behavior.

"The stone is covered with moss, it's very slippery, senior sister be careful," he loosened Yan Chun's waist, but he didn't let go of her wrist.

He said to Yanchun, "I'll send Senior Sister."

Yan Chun didn't speak, his heart was still beating.

Yan Chun recalled that the last time she met Yin Yuchen, the scene by the stream was similar to that of today. Thinking that Junior Brother Yuchen must have come to pull her just because she was afraid of slipping, which was the case last time.

Yin Yuchen put down her tone again and said slowly, "Senior sister, in fact, I stayed in the dining hall for a long time before, so I can make you something to eat."

"Huh?" Yan Chun looked at him suspiciously, Yin Yuchen mentioned that he had stayed in the dining hall, and Yan Chun remembered the pair of yin and yang fish that Yin Yuchen stole in the dining hall.

Yan Chun laughed.

Yin Yuchen asked, "Do you like minced fish porridge? It is Qinghua fish with no fishy smell, which is unique to Longya Mountain. Mash the fish without adding any seasoning, because the fish itself is sweet with osmanthus flowers and boiled with milk. "Yin Yuchen said: "Boil the rice to thicken it first, wait until it blooms, and then add minced milk fish..."

Yan Chun heard his voice gurgling like a stream in his ears, his beating heart gradually sank, until it sank into his stomach, he swallowed, and really felt hungry, mainly because Yin Yuchen said it.

Junior Brother Yuchen can cook?

Yan Chun didn't have the willpower to say: "Then... is the dining hall allowed to fire at this time?"

"I'll let it go." Yin Yuchen really had a good relationship with the old masters in the dining hall who were in charge of the disciples' meals, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to steal the yin-yang fish.

Seeing that Yan Chun was shaken, he grabbed Yan Chun's wrist and pinched it, bewitchingly said: "Let's go? I cook well."

Yin Yuchen pondered and said, "Senior sister has been ill for a long time, and her health has been very good recently. It has been a long time since you have tasted food, right?"

"Well... okay." Yan Chun agreed without any resistance.

It was true that she hadn't tasted food for a long time, and the most important thing was that she said she wanted to go back, but in fact she didn't want to go back.

Where to go back? Her sense of belonging to the Corning Institute is not as good as that of Dilingchi.

She can't go back to the forbidden area in Houshan, can she? It's hard to come out.

Before, when she had nowhere to go, or when she was bored, she would always bother Jing Yangyu. No matter how busy the eldest brother was, there was always a small room next to the study with a pile of miscellaneous books, and after repeated cleaning to ensure that there were no impurities dessert.

Yanchun got into that small room, and was slumped casually, eating, and reading idle books without cultivating, her bones were all soft, she once thought that she could lie down like that for a lifetime.

But now... Yan Chun found out that except for the cold Corning Institute where his parents were not there, Yan Chun had nowhere to go.

When she was thinking wildly, Yin Yuchen dragged her across the creek slowly, avoiding all the moss-covered stones, walking steadily and slowly.

The crowd watching the lively received Yin Yuchen's warning eyes, and they had to hide in the woods again, watching the "Mrs. Sect" obediently like a little sheep caught by the back of the neck by a big bad wolf. Walking away holding hands.

Yes, Yun Ruicheng was sure that he read it right, just holding hands.

He watched Yin Yuchen's fingers on Yanchun's wrist at first, then slowly slipped after crossing the creek, and finally caught on others' hands.

shameless!

That's the future wife of the head of the sect. Don't worry about it, it's just coquettish, it's too much to really get started!

However, Yun Ruicheng saw Yin Yuchen and Yanchun leave and walked towards the dining hall, and naturally he heard Yin Yuchen rushing to say that he was going to cook for others.

Yun Ruicheng held his arm and held his chin and thought for a while, his expression was a bit exciting, he actually thought that Yin Yuchen really wanted to grab the woman in charge, but it wasn't that he had no chance of winning.

At least he's sassy.

Through such a long period of contact with Yin Yuchen, and Yun Ruicheng's investigation of Yin Yuchen's origin, Yun Ruicheng has more confidence in Yin Yuchen's words that can get a few of their buddies into the inner door, but also in Yin Yuchen This man's means are more and more admired.

It is the most difficult to deal with a villain who looks like a gentleman who can hold it in and let it go.

When it comes to discussing women's favor, how could Jing Yangyu's dead wood and frozen ice that grow in the immortal mountain be better than Yin Yuchen?

First of all, it is impossible for Jing Yangyu to be able to cook porridge, and it is even more impossible to take advantage of others when he seizes the opportunity? The head lady has been rumored for so many years that Jing Yang, Yu Yuan Yang is still there, anyone with a higher cultivation base can see that...

Gee.

Yun Ruicheng watched Yan Chun disappear into the forest behind Yin Yuchen, and turned back to warn the brothers behind him.

"Don't talk about this kind of thing, and...in the future, when I see Yin Yuchen pulling which female cultivator towards which corner, I will give you a hand."

No matter what he relies on, whether it is his face or his butt, he is a real hero.

The "true hero" is now rolling up his sleeves and tying his robe, washing his hands and making soup for his good sister.

In the front hall of the dining hall, there are still sparse disciples eating the leftovers from the dining hall today, and there are also gatherings in twos and threes. The food on the table is not important. They are passionately discussing the results of the first day of the big competition.

Whoever wins, who gets the spot to enter the inner door, whoever is most likely to be selected by which elder.

Most of them were random guesses, but Yan Chun, who was hiding at the entrance of the back hall of the dining hall, sounded quite interesting.

She clawed at the door, and with a "bang" behind her, Qinghua Yu was smashed to death on the desk by the back of a knife, a dead fish stared at it, Yan Chun was attracted by the voice from the conversation of the outer sect disciples. .

She looked at Yin Yuchen, the whole kitchen was brightly lit, and the ever-bright lantern in Xianshan was the simplest low-level fairy artifact made of spiritual power, and even Yanchun could make it.

It does not flicker like a candle, as long as the immortal mountain exists and the spiritual energy is endless, the Everbright Lamp will have an endless stream of energy.

Yin Yuchen stood on the edge of the desk, killing the fish very neatly and peeling the scales, the fish's stomach was hollowed out, his hands were stained with blood, but his eyes looking back at Yan Chun were soft and melted.

He asked Yanchun: "Do you like to eat roe? This fish is full of roe."

"It's all right," Yan Chun stepped forward and said, "They're discussing you, Junior Brother Yuchen, you are now famous inside and outside the door."

When Yan Chun approached, Yin Yuchen's blood-stained hands had been washed clean, plain white and slender. He lifted the washed fish onto the board, picked up a knife, and peeled it.

After scraping the scales and then peeling the skin, beheading the head and removing the tail, this whole fish, except for the thornless soft meat on the belly, is not suitable for the belly of Yanchun.

Hearing what Yan Chun said, Yin Yuchen's brows twitched without a trace, knowing that those people would not say anything nice about him at all.

His style of play is too vicious, I am afraid that tomorrow many people will find a way to play their hands and feet during the lottery and not fight against him.

Sure enough, Yan Chun said, "They said that you were too aggressive, and I'm afraid that if you entered the inner door, no elder would accept you."

Yin Yuchen didn't stop at all, glanced sideways at Yanchun's expression, and deliberately said with a bit of disappointment: "Actually, my aptitude is not good. If it wasn't for the help of senior sister, I would definitely not be able to enter the inner door this year."

"If I don't work hard, what can I do?" Yin Yuchen smiled bitterly, the corners of his mouth and shoulders drooped, and he looked a little pitiful.

Yanchun: ...she saw that Yin Yuchen was pretending!

It wasn't how smart she was, but Yin Yuchen didn't know that the reason why Yanchun cared about him so much and sent him the Entry Pill was because he had been watching him practice desperately when his soul left the body.

He is too clear about his style of play, it is more than vicious, that is to say lightly, it means that the opponent has no strength to fight back.

She didn't want him to be too extreme, and she didn't want him to really take his life to change his quota and hurt others and himself, so she secretly sent him an entry pill to Chen Cang, but the man turned his head and pretended to be pitiful to her.

Yanchun's joy of grabbing the kitten's tail quietly grew in her heart. She couldn't help but laugh, not planning to tell Yin Yuchen that she had peeped at him.

However, as she held back Yan Chun's face, her face turned red. She remembered that she was full of despair at that time. It was no exaggeration to describe how she could not survive or die.

Yan Chun couldn't look directly at Yin Yuchen immediately, thinking of the scenery she saw by sticking to his back at that time.

It really doesn't fit me...

"Is it big?" Yin Yuchen asked suddenly.

Yan Chun's face turned red, and he looked at Yin Yuchen as if he was on fire.

Yin Yuchen held the fish bubble in her hand and handed it to Yan Chun for her to see. I don't know why this fish is just a fish bubble, so it is very big.

Yan Chun's expression was very exciting, Yin Yuchen also found something wrong with her, and asked in confusion: "Senior sister? What's wrong? Your face is so red?"

He said, walking towards Yan Chun, Yan Chun immediately took a step back, raised his hand and said, "Great! Hurry up and do it, I'm going to starve to death!"

"I'll go listen to what they have to say!"

After Yan Chun finished speaking, he hurried towards the door, Yin Yuchen didn't know why, seeing that Yan Chun just ran to the outside and stood still, without any intention of leaving, he was relieved and turned back to fish.

In fact, his hands and feet are very neat, and it is obvious that he is deliberately dawdling tonight, wanting to stay with Yanchun for a while.

Such one cooks rice, and the other waits to eat. The light of the ever-bright lamp is clear, not as warm and yellow as a mortal candle, but it does not damage the warmth at all.

The way Yanchun was standing behind him and talking to him matched one of Yin Yuchen's countless wishful dreams.

Yin Yuchen had assumed that there was no identity difference between them, and they did not experience so many twists and turns.

Maybe it doesn't matter, they were born in the mortal world, he would marry Yanchun, and he didn't care that she was much older than him, any despicable means would be fine, he always had a way to make her belong to him.

Then he is willing to cook for her, just like this, Yanchun can say some meaningless things to him, wait for him to do it well, and then pick up on it.

In the curling fireworks of the world, it doesn't matter if Yanchun grows old and dies before him, how could he be willing to take Yanchun away by himself?

Yin Yuchen neatly chopped the fish, the soaked rice was already boiled, he looked back at Yanchun who was listening to the disciples by the door, put away his crazy dreams, and poured the minced fish and milk together. inside the boiling rice pot.

The milk and fish quickly turned into milky white bubbles. When the aroma was overflowing, he neatly sautéed the caviar and made a caviar with porridge.

At this time, Yan Chun was hooked up by the fragrance, and her heart was already clear, without any evil thoughts. She had no other thoughts about Yin Yuchen, but was ashamed to think of his body.

I don't want to think about it in the future. Yanchun is a truly exquisite and transparent heart.

She walked to the edge of the pot, looked in, and asked, "It's so fragrant, how did you know this?"

To poison others.

Yin Yuchen answered in his heart, if it's not delicious, how can some poisons be used in batches silently, so that those old animals can be infected for a long time.

He learned to cook well for killing people.

Now it can be used to make something for Yanchun, Yin Yuchen smiled at Yanchun's clean eyes.

It makes sense for him to like her. Her eyes, being looked at by her like this, seemed to be purified from the filth.

"I've been wanting to be a cook for a while," Yin Yuchen replied.

It was a special kind of cook, which was similar to the puppet art of refining puppets, but it was just a corpse.

However, Yan Chun laughed when he heard Yin Yuchen's remark, heartless, "Hahahaha, if you become a cook and open a shop, I'm afraid that the big girl and the daughter-in-law from ten miles and eight villages will crush you. shop."

Yanchun's mind is clear, and there is no such thing as "a gentleman is far away from the kitchen" in the mundane thoughts of the mortal world. I don't think it is insulting for a man to cook. Open a store in the world, it is a living sign.

Yin Yuchen also made Yan Chun laugh.

Yan Chun's thoughts are always different from others. Yin Yuchen knew it for a long time, eleven years ago. Otherwise, why would you feel that the dirty boy named Gouer was special because he lived in the kennel for a long time and was loved by the dog?

"Senior sister is really clean." Yin Yuchen said with a sigh. His shaved eyes drooped slightly, and the dark tide was stirring bad thoughts.

He stirred the rice porridge in the pot, then dipped some caviar with his middle finger, brought it to Yanchun's mouth, and coaxed him, "Sister, try it?"

Because he was eating, there were still water stains on his fingers, which looked like they were carved from fine white jade.

The dark green caviar of Qinghua fish was on his fingers, and there were actually pebbles washed repeatedly under the stream water, which was moist and clear like moss.

Yan Chun didn't understand what this damp feeling was, and she didn't expect that Yin Yuchen didn't use chopsticks to give her a taste, but instead used her fingers to dip the fish roe to her lips, what was she going to do.

She was as pure as a piece of white paper. Jing Yangyu had never shown any affection towards her. Yan Chun opened her mouth ignorantly, and allowed Yin Yuchen to put her caviar-stained finger into her mouth.

Yin Yuchen's eyes narrowed into a slit, and her breath changed.