Shanhedu

With his thin back pressed against his warm chest, Jun He called out in a low voice.

"Brother...Brother..."

For the past month, Ling Xiao has been in a tense state both physically and mentally.

Now he is given Junhe who can talk and laugh, and a soft bed, and he fell asleep and woke up unexpectedly.

"Brother? Woo..."

The melancholy and melodious singing continued, and Xiao Lancao went straight into Ling Xiao's arms in fear.

Only then did the man feel the movement in his arms, and his bright eyes did not open.

The arm placed by his side subconsciously embraced the writhing Junhe, holding him tightly in his arms.

The fine wax on the table crackled and candles blossomed, Junhe gradually settled down in Ling Xiao's arms, and the singing from afar slowly disappeared.

The next day, Ling Xiao, who had rested all night, woke up energetically.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a little bluegrass spirit sleeping on the inside, completely curled up in his embrace.

His own arm landed on the waist of the little orchid grass spirit.

Gently withdrawing his hand from Jun He's body, his eyes focused on his peaceful sleeping face.

Jun He's long eyelashes are slightly curled and lined on the thin eyelids.

Put together with a pair of black eyebrows with curved willow leaves, it seems that their owners are very well-behaved.

Ling Xiao visited Meishan Zhenpai to learn hidden weapons when he was young, and the head of that sect was full of beautiful female disciples.

However, he didn't pay attention to any girl, and now he was fascinated by the handsome and well-behaved Jun He.

Master Ling was seriously admiring Jun He's crimson lips, but the owner had quietly opened his eyes.

The four eyes met, and Ling Xiao saw those beautiful eyes that seemed to be soaked in plum wine.

Seeing that brother Ling Xiao was silent, Xiao Lancao Jing spoke first.

"Brother, Junhe called you last night, but you didn't open your eyes to look at me."

Her voice was hoarse just after waking up, and Xiao Lancao Jing's face was filled with reproach, which made people feel softer than being coquettish.

After Ling Xiao realized that he had lost his composure, he exerted strength in his waist and abdomen, and sat up straight.

"Last night, maybe I slept too deeply last night and didn't hear it. Jun He forgive me once." He looked at Jun He seriously.

Xiaolancaojing grinned and opened her eyebrows again, the broken hair on her forehead hadn't "woke up", and it was softly stuck to her forehead.

"Jun He didn't blame brother."

"Fortunately, my brother didn't wake up, otherwise I would be scared."

"Huh?" Ling Xiao asked him heavily.

Xiao Lancao Jing pouted her lips and thought hard, then turned around on the bed and buried her face in the pillow.

The voice muffled from the pillow.

"Don't tell brother, this is a secret, it's good to have Junhe to protect brother..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, and the last half of the sentence was mumbled in Junhe's throat, but Ling Xiao didn't hear it.

His eyes fell on the back of Xiaolancaojing's neck, and he remembered something again, turned over and got out of bed, and took out a brand new baggage from the locker in the guest room.

The bamboo-green gauze gown was worn on Jun He.

The wide sleeves made Ling Xiao look a bit wrong, he tore off two slender cloth strips and tied them to Jun He's cuffs, and the open sleeves became sword sleeves.

Putting on the new clothes, Jun He opened his arms and twirled around in front of Ling Xiao twice, then grabbed one of his sleeves with a smile.

Asking for credit, he said, "It's the same as my brother!"

Ling Xiao looked at him and smiled hoarsely, and pulled Xiao Lancao Jing to sit in front of the table.

He poured a cup of tea and pushed it to his hand, asking gently.

"Does Jun He know what happened to him in the past month?"

Lancaojing shook her head obediently, and said again.

"I slept in my brother's arms for a month."

Ling Xiao lowered his head to hide his smile, and raised his head to add to him.

"Not only slept for a month, but also ate for a month."

"Huh?" Jun He looked at him with round eyes, and then smiled silly, "Jun He forgot, Jun He doesn't remember."

Ling Xiao also wanted to ask him if he felt any pain in his body, and there was a knock on the door outside, which scared Jun He into a shiver.

He stood up and sat on his elder brother Ling Xiao's lap, wrapping his arms around his neck very politely.

A familiar voice came from outside.

"Junhe, come out quickly, I know you woke up early, can I take you to the street?"

The person who spoke was Qing Shui who could communicate with Xiaolancao carefully.

"what!"

Lancaojing suddenly jumped off Ling Xiao again, and took two steps to open the door.

Qing Shui was radiant and flirtatious, standing at the door waving a folding fan.

"What do you want in the market here, do you want to see it?" After Qing Shui finished speaking, he turned his face to Ling Xiao who was sitting at the table.

"Yes!" Jun He jumped out of the door excitedly.

Qing Shui turned around with a chuckle, without waiting for Ling Xiao to answer.

Followed Qingshui's Lancao Jing down the stairs joyfully, but forgot his elder brother Ling Xiao in the guest room.

Ling Xiao, who was "left out", shook his head with a wry smile, and said to himself, "After all, I'm still a child."

Spread out the accompanying chatter and go to read a book.

After a while, there was another sound outside the guest room, and Ling Xiao felt that it was Junhe who came back.

Sure enough, the next moment, the orchid grass spirit with her hands covered in balls rushed in rashly.

Ling Xiao sat where he was, watching Jun He run straight to him with a happy face.

The two huddled together and waved in front of his eyes, asking sweetly.

"Brother, guess what's inside?"