Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

In the cold winter with wind and snow, the biting cold wind blew the branches along the window, making a crackling sound, and large snowflakes like goose feathers floated down from the sky and landed on the two people running in the snow.

"Slow down... huhu~"

The man who was originally wrapped in a red robe as blazing as fire now had a white patch all over his body and head, just like an old man.

"If you're any slower...if you're any slower, you'll have to wait to eat steamed buns."

The person standing at the door stamped his feet, shook off the snowflakes on his body and head, and pushed open the heavy door.

With a creaky sound, the door was pushed open, and the lively scene inside instantly ignited the two people, and a warm current instantly flowed through their hearts.

The two of them strode into the door, and a warm breeze blew in their faces, making them feel dizzy for a moment.

“Although it’s like this every year, I never feel like it’s enough.”

The red-haired boy stood at the door, shook off the snow on his body, and was about to take off his cloak when he heard someone muttering, "Close the door, close the door."

The red-haired boy took back his foot as soon as he stepped forward, and the smile on his face turned into a crappy constipated face.

"It's always me, I'm not your little brother"

“But you were the last one to come in.”

A voice sounded from beside the two of them. When they turned around, they saw a man with a smile on his face and curved eyes walking towards them.

"Hey~ Who are you helping? Am I still your friend?"

"No~ is~"

The man walked up to the young man in white clothes, reached out and brushed off a snowflake on his head, and said softly: "You don't even know to wear more clothes before going out, and you still think you are in great shape?"

"I......"

Before the young man could say anything, he felt himself being held tightly in arms, and a strong red light appeared in the corner of his eyes.

"Why are there three of you and I'm the only one left? That's not nice of you."

"What do you mean by leaving you alone? There was no one for you in the first place. You are just too narcissistic, Lulu~"

The young man turned his head and made a face at the red-haired man, spitting in his face.

The red-haired man slowly retracted his hand and wiped his face. The expression on his constipated face was very interesting.

"You guys are all so old and still so clingy. Are you still the same as me?"

The little girl's voice rang out in front of the three people, and just as the red-haired man was about to refute, a voice attracted the attention of several people.

"Uncle/Brother"

The sound was like a live concert in the real world, with voices one after another, and the person who was called was an old man with his hands tucked into his cloak. As always, he was followed by his serious and unsmiling man - Bei Yuan.

"Tsk tsk~"

The young man standing between the two looked like a leader inspecting everyone every year, nodding at everyone, almost waving his hand, an extremely arrogant man.

"What's that noise? Be careful, our eldest disciple is going to clean up for our peak..."

Before he could finish, the young man tilted his head with a disdainful smile on his face, and said: "Master Beifeng, you are overstepping your authority... I am not a disciple of Zixiao Peak. If you want to be honest, my generation is slightly older than your disciple, so..."

"Then I'll do it..."

The man standing in front of Bei Yuan looked the young man up and down, took his hand out of his cloak, handed the thing in his hand to Bei Yuan, strode to the three people, stretched out his hand and raised it high.

"Master... on this happy day... it shouldn't be... it really shouldn't be Master~"

The red-haired man tried to persuade them with a smile, but when he saw the man in front of him was about to fall, he shouted

But the next second, after seeing his action, she immediately seemed to roll her eyes.

The man raised his hand high, then gently stopped in front of him, and flicked his forehead with two fingers.

"Ah~ That's it, it's really boring."

This time the voice came from behind them. Everyone turned around and saw two people, one standing and one sitting, standing at the door.

This scene was just like the first sight at the beginning. No one paid much attention to it. They just told them to close the door and walked to the innermost seat.

The atmosphere around did not seem to stagnate because of this. Instead, it became more and more festive, with laughter and noise becoming louder and louder.

"Why did you two decide to come here this year instead of staying in seclusion in that cave?"

Bei Ming picked up a glass of wine and shook it. Just as he was about to drink it, he saw a hand reaching out to stop him.

"Your cold hasn't healed yet. I didn't want you to come. If you continue to be willful, come back with me."

I don't know if it's because Bei Yuan has grown older these years, but his personality has become more stable. For a moment, it felt like their identities had switched.

Bei Ming, who could have suppressed him with his seniority, did not dare to talk back to him, just like a little kid.

"What day is it today? I'll just drink a little."

She cast a wronged look at the man in black beside her, but the man didn't care at all. He raised his glass and took a sip, but said nothing.

"Oh~ How pitiful! He is being controlled so tightly, Uncle Master. Who said it so brilliantly in the beginning? Do you want me to repeat it again?"

The young man sitting opposite Bei Ming looked at him with a look of anticipation, while Bei Ming was so angry that his teeth itched, but he did not dare to...

"That's right. Although I also want to hear how Master says it in front of outsiders, I think it's better to hear it from Master himself. Master's voice is so pleasant to the ears, especially on the bed... Ah~ Sorry, I think I said too much. Will I get bitten? Master, you have to protect your disciple."

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man.

"You...If I don't bite you...who should I bite?"

The young man in white seemed to have locked onto Bei Yuan's eyes as he spoke, and he ran up to him in one swift step. Just as he was about to take a bite, he was stopped by Bei Yuan's one-finger Zen. The girl who was happily eating the braised pork nearby, with her mouth full of oil, raised her head in satisfaction. Just as she was about to say something, she felt a handkerchief stretched over her mouth.

She turned around and saw a smiling face. "It's late, Senior Sister, eat less, or drink some of the flower tea I prepared to relieve the greasiness."

As he said this, he pushed the cup in front of him towards her. Just as he was about to raise the cup to drink, he was stopped by the red-haired young man. He smiled and said, "Senior Sister, may I have the honor of trying what Junior Sister Qili prepared?"

Instantly, there was silence all around, and the young man looked at the two of them with a meaningful look on his face. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the girl holding the teacup and intending to hand it to him. Just as the red-haired man was about to take it, he saw her making a face, taking the teacup back and drinking it all, and by the way, she gave him a smug look.

"Senior sister~"