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Although the autumn day in the south of the Yangtze River is warm, the wind has already brought a slight chill. Sitting on the bank, Shen Menghan shivered slightly even though he was wearing a jacket and the breeze was blowing.

He had been sick for too long, his body was emaciated, and he was too delicate to look like a grown man.Only the cold white skin has just been soaked in the pool to reflect the warm tone, the water color is light, and it is as smooth as jade.

Xie Chenyan wiped it and got up distracted, until he felt the slight tremors under his palms, then hastily wrapped him up, carried him to the couch, took a clean cloth towel to wipe his hair, without saying a word.

Shen Menghan closed his eyes slightly, there were too many things this day, he just woke up, his mind was heavy, and tomorrow he would meet the leaders of the black-clothed Yulin, so he really didn't have much energy to think about Xie Chenyan. matter.

The boy's mind was full of wild ideas, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Maybe, I will think of going elsewhere tomorrow.

"Someone in your sect wants to kill you?" Xie Chenyan said suddenly, "The people chasing you are the same group as the men in black you saw today?"

Xie Chenyan's mind began to turn again: "Is the Yin Pavilion the main altar of the Devil's Cult?"

Shen Menghan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Xiao Yan, my master and I are not members of the Demon Cult, and the person who chased and killed me has nothing to do with the man in black you saw today. Ebony waist cards are used by many people."

Shen Menghan breathed a sigh of relief: "Besides, the man in black you saw today will be my subordinate from now on."

Xie Chenyan only grasped part of the key points: "Are they your subordinates? Are you succeeding the leader?"

Shen Menghan couldn't help helping his forehead.

He regretted that when Xie Chenyan asked him if he was a member of the Demon Cult, he nodded slightly. The child seemed to have only one tendon, and he could only think along one line. Cleared up.

Xie Chenyan said in a low voice: "Brother Menghan doesn't need to explain anymore, I understand."

Shen Menghan had to cheer up: "Xiao Yan, we really have nothing to do with the Demon Cult."

Xie Chenyan said in a deep voice: "My mother once said that people in the Demon Cult would never admit that they are the Demon Cult. The Demon Cult also likes to have nice names."

Shen Menghan was speechless.

He really believes it now, Xie Rou has a problem with his mind.

Xie Chenyan bent down beside the couch like a baby, took his arm and said, "If brother Menghan is not happy, I will not take revenge."

Shen Menghan's heart seemed to be hit hard by something, and fell heavily.

He turned his eyes and looked at Xie Chenyan inquiringly.

Xie Chenyan said in a low voice: "If brother Menghan is really a bad person, then I don't want to be a good person."

Shen Menghan turned his head abruptly, and closed his eyes fiercely.

Xie Chenyan looked at his side face, and asked strangely: "Brother Meng Han is not happy?"

Shen Menghan said warmly: "Don't worry, Xiaoyan, although I'm not a good person, I shouldn't be considered a bad person either."

I won't take you on errands.

Xie Chenyan refused to go to the room that Zhou Qian had prepared for him, and insisted on sleeping in Shen Menghan's outer room.

Shen Menghan heard him arguing with Miao Zhiguang in the room, and called out, the two were talking loudly, but they couldn't hear him.

Shen Menghan threw the teapot on the table beside the couch, and it fell on the door with a "bang".

Miao Zhiguang has been with him for many years and is familiar with his temper. After hearing this sound, he was really angry, pushed open the door, and knelt on the ground without saying a word.

Xie Chenyan stood at the door, seeing his sullen expression, he was quite surprised to see Shen Menghan lose his temper for the first time.

He was obviously not the one being reprimanded, but he didn't dare to look up for no reason.

Inherent dignity.

Shen Menghan said in a deep voice: "Young Master Xie is my benefactor, and even a guest of Yin Pavilion."

Miao Zhiguang lowered his head and didn't say a word, looking unconvinced.

From their point of view, why Shen Menghan was attacked has not been fully investigated, and Xie Chenyan can't completely get rid of it.

What's more, when Shen Menghan was in a coma, Xie Chenyan relied on his martial arts to dominate Shen Menghan. If Emperor Yan hadn't acted in time, it was uncertain whether Shen Menghan would survive.

Now that Shen Menghan is awake, Xie Chenyan still wants to pester him, they have resentment towards Xie Chenyan in their hearts, and they don't want him to be successful in everything.

Shen Menghan's face became colder, and he said in a deep voice: "Except for this matter, you are my bodyguard, you should put me first, I call you in the room, and you only care about arguing with others?"

Miao Zhiguang was a little panicked at this moment, raised his head and said, "My lord..."

Shen Meng said coldly: "Go back to the pavilion to receive the punishment, and come back in exchange for interest."

Miao Zhiguang knew that he was indeed at fault, so he stopped arguing, bowed to Shen Menghan, and withdrew.

Xie Chenyan was a little unhappy, Shen Menghan was an outsider, inside and outside.

The first person he met after he left home was Shen Menghan, and he thought he had been with him day and night for several months, treating him as the closest person in the world.

But the other party has been in a coma all the time, and in his eyes, he is just a stranger whom he has only known for a few days.

There were more men than women in their tribe, and no one of his age had ever played with him, and he had never gotten along like this with anyone except his mother.

Shen Menghan was extremely important to him in various senses.

Shen Menghan looked at his face and knew that he was not very happy.

He sighed softly and called out, "Xiao Yan, come here."

It's okay if he didn't call out, his voice was soft, and because of the shortness of breath, there was a hint of hoarseness, Xie Chenyan felt infinite grievances welling up, and tears rolled down uncontrollably.

Shen Menghan sighed softly, stretched out his bony fingers to wipe away his tears, and said softly, "Xiao Yan, what exactly do you want?"

Xie Chenyan leaned against Shen Menghan's couch in attachment, clutching his cold fingers, hanging his head, not knowing what he wanted.

He choked up and said, "Can I be your bodyguard?"

He doesn't want to be his benefactor or guest, he wants to establish a deeper bond with him.

He quarreled with Miao Zhiguang, but Shen Menghan reprimanded Miao Zhiguang first.

Shen Menghan chuckled lightly, and said softly, "You're a genius."

Xie Chenyan said with tears in his eyes, "Aren't you willing?"

Shen Menghan said: "I can't afford such a powerful guard."

Xie Chenyan said: "I'm not very good."

During the day he lost.

He didn't even take ten moves, but he took his sword with just a few lashes. He still feels ashamed when he thinks about it.

Shen Menghan said: "Xiao Yan is only 16 years old, isn't that powerful enough?"

Xie Chenyan thought of going elsewhere, sobbing and asking, "What were you like when you were 16?"

Shen Menghan closed his eyes, what was he like when he was 16 years old?

He thought about it carefully, but found that there was nothing particularly memorable, and there was not much difference between the age of 15 and 17.

It's nothing more than walking on the tip of a knife, like walking on thin ice.

He stared blankly, Xie Chenyan suddenly covered his eyes.

The fleshy palm rubbed his face indiscriminately, and whispered: "Don't think about it, I won't ask."

Under the cover of his palm, Shen Menghan adjusted his emotions, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly: "I was lackluster when I was 16, but when I was 15, I met a most beautiful person."

Xie Chenyan didn't expect that he would really speak, and couldn't recover for a while.

Shen Menghan said slowly: "It's really beautiful and cute."

Xie Chenyan was suddenly a little angry, and interrupted: "Stop talking."

Why does this person always make himself unhappy?

Shen Menghan took his hand down, half-opened and half-closed his slender eyes, and looked at him like this.

The tails of the eyes are no longer upturned as they were when they were closed tightly, but drooped slightly.

When Xie Chenyan thought that he had looked at others with such beautiful eyes, he couldn't suppress the sadness in his heart.

Xie Chenyan said without beginning or end: "I want to guard you."

Shen Menghan sighed and said, "What are you doing guarding me?"

Xie Chenyan said forcefully: "I don't allow others to serve you."

You are also not allowed to look at other people.

Shen Menghan said: "Xiao Yan, don't be willful."

Xie Chen said in a huff: "I'm just very capricious!"

His eyes were slightly red, but it wasn't just from crying.

Shen Menghan was silent for a long time.

It was so long that Xie Chenyan thought that he would not respond at all.But Shen Menghan suddenly said in a deep voice: "Yes."

Xie Chenyan was ready to argue with him—even if he didn't reason at all, but he didn't expect that he would actually agree.

Shen Menghan supported the leaning table, and stood up with difficulty, Xie Chenyan hurried forward and helped him lean against the bed.

Shen Menghan's eyes were heavy, he stared into his eyes for a moment and said: "I can promise you to stay by my side and serve me, but."

Xie Chenyan's mind is not bright, but he knows that the important words are later, and his palms are sweating unconsciously.

Yuanyuan looked at him with eyes full of confusion.

Shen Menghan said softly: "Kneel down."

He is clearly a sick bone, his brows are cold, but when he puts away his smile, his whole body is like a sharp sword made of cold ice, so sharp that one dare not look directly at it.

The slender eyes are drooping down, but they are like gods holding flowers, they just want people to kneel down and worship them.

Xie Chenyan's knees involuntarily softened, he took two steps back and knelt in front of Shen Menghan's couch, his heart was pounding.

Shen Menghan said in a deep voice: "I can keep you by my side, but you have to swear that everything must follow my instructions."

He said calmly, "Can you do it?"

Xie Chenyan's eyes brightened: "Yes!"

Shen Menghan said: "You do what I want you to do even if you don't want to, and you can't do what I don't allow you to do no matter how much you want to do. Are you willing to do that too?"

Xie Chenyan nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

Shen Menghan stared at him steadfastly, not knowing for a moment whether he was doing right or wrong.

He had no idea what kind of decision he had made.

Xie Chenyan asked in a low voice: "Then can I still call you Brother Menghan?"

He had heard it all, Zhou Qian and Miao Zhiguang both called Shen Menghan "Young Master", but this title was not intimate enough.

A smile appeared on Shen Menghan's face, he beckoned him to get up, and said softly, "You can call me whatever you want."

He sighed in his heart, at a time like this, what he cared about was actually these things.

Xie Chenyan said: "Then can I sleep in a room with you?"

Shen Menghan said: "You can ask someone to add a couch on the other side of the screen."

Xie Chenyan nodded happily, and said again: "Then can I serve you in the bath?"

He added another sentence: "Don't allow others to serve you."

Shen Menghan flipped through the roster sent by the servant just now, nodded and said: "Yes."

Xie Chenyan cheered.

There was a wound on his neck, it was not deep, and when the bleeding stopped, he ignored it, Shen Menghan called him to raise his head, took the ointment, and rubbed it on him carefully.

Xie Chenyan was a little ticklish, and kept shrinking back. Shen Menghan pulled him, but he had no strength, and laughed and scolded: "What did you promise just now? You are disobedient so soon?"

Xie Chenyan obediently stretched his neck and stopped moving, Shen Menghan's fingers were slightly cold, the heat from the hot spring just now dissipated, Xie Chenyan didn't know what he thought of, so he stretched out his hand and twisted it.

Shen Menghan remained calm and let him twist, Xie Chenyan took his fingers away, and he continued to rub the medicine on him.

After finally waiting for Shen Menghan to rub the medicine on him, Xie Chenyan hurriedly rushed out to move a couch in.After Miao Zhiguang retreated, Zhou Qian came and stood at the door with a complicated look on his face.Seeing him, Xie Chenyan proudly raised his chin.

Zhou Qian came in and saluted, Shen Menghan put down the roster.

Zhou Qian said: "Master, do you really want to keep him?"

Shen Menghan said: "Yes."

He explained: "He is strong in martial arts, and he is enough to protect me if he stays."

Zhou Qian's face was complicated, and he said sharply: "Young master, this is preparing to feed a tiger with his body."

Shen Menghan looked relaxed: "Try it."

After all, what Xie Chenyan wants is too easy and too simple for him, and it is not precious. He can give it if he wants it, so it is not worth mentioning.

Zhou Qian was still waiting to persuade, but Shen Menghan said first: "Sir, I'm tired."

In fact, he is also somewhat childish, with a childish roundness when his eyes are wide open.

After the toss with Xie Chenyan just now, his middle coat was also a little messy, revealing the thin white collarbone underneath.

When he looked over like this, Zhou Qian's throat choked up, and he couldn't utter any words of persuasion.

It's been too long, too long, he hasn't shown such a mood.

It's a pity that Xie Chenyan was in a hurry to move this and that, and the sound of small and scattered footsteps resounded all over the floor, and he didn't witness this startling glimpse.