Concubine Survival Guide

Ever since he and Su got married, the time Sheng Yan spent in Suyan Hall has been greatly reduced.

Sometimes it's because you can't get out of bed, sometimes it's because you're stuck with some dog skin plaster, and sometimes... it's because you have to entertain the two idlers in front of you.

"Why are you here again?" Sheng Yan propped his chin and looked at the two people in front of him, playing with a peony flower in his hand, "You came twice last month, and you also came twice last month , this month is only the beginning of the month...why are you here again?"

Long Bisheng rolled his eyes at him, coughed lightly and said, "What's the matter, isn't Second Brother coming to see you?"

Sheng Yan squinted her eyes, glanced at Fang Ling, then at him, and smiled slyly: "That's good, but second brother, are you here to see me, or... are you coveting the ambergris Chengtian incense in my room?" Is it a pill?"

In fact, it was just a decoration.The blame must be blamed, after the battle at Su, many soldiers talked about Tianxiang's retreat from the enemy so miraculously, that now the whole world thinks that Shengyan has heavenly fragrance.

He said he didn't have one, and no one believed it, so in order to save trouble, he made a fake one and put it in the house.

It's okay to fool the layman, but how can I show it to Bisheng.

"Ahem... Sheng Yan, look at what you said, it's obvious that Gong Baifei dragged me here..." Long Bisheng raised his foot and stepped on Fang Ling's instep.

Fang Ling pursed his lips, twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Oh, that's right, I dragged him here, you know Sheng Yan, our shop wants to build two more rooms, and now the business is getting bigger, the small one in the backyard The warehouse is not enough... so the shop is in a mess now, I was afraid that your second brother would not be able to sleep at night, so I dragged him to stay with you for a few days."

"Oh, that's what happened. It's really not for my ambergris Chengtianxiang pill?" Sheng Yan stared into their eyes and smiled.

Long Bisheng nodded hurriedly, "Of course not!"

"Well, anyway, there are many guest rooms here, so you can live in whatever you want... However, the room next to the lotus pond will not let you live this time, because it just so happens that the roof of this room is leaking, and the tiles will need to be replaced in the next few days Oh." After Sheng Yan finished speaking, she got up with a smile and signaled the housekeeper to take them to another room.

Long Bisheng opened his mouth wide, and stomped his feet behind him, oops, this time he was slapped on by Xiao Shi, a mistake, a mistake.

Fang Ling held his hand helplessly, lowered his voice and said, "You can just ask Sheng Yan to take a look, why is it so complicated..."

"What do you know, I asked him for it directly, as if I was interested, how embarrassing, no way!" Bisheng pouted, frowned, and asked his hand, "Gongbai, Come on...help me think of a way."

Fang Ling usually has a lot of ghost ideas, but Sheng Yan also has a lot of eyes. If this really matches, Fang Ling can't guarantee that he will win.

But...he stretched out his hand to pinch Bisheng's earlobe and rubbed it, showing a wicked smile: "Let me think about it... Bisheng, I didn't sleep well last night."

"Didn't sleep well, did you?" Bisheng looked into his eyes, um, he seemed to be a little lethargic, "Then... after lunch, I will take a nap with you? When you wake up, you have to take out it for me. Come up with an idea."

Fang Ling raised the corners of her lips and said with a smile, "Okay, that's the deal."

Seeing the two happily entering the guest room, Sheng Yan felt strange, and muttered to himself: "Could it be that I guessed wrong?"

Feng Suyang and Sheng Yan had lunch and took a nap with their arms around him for an hour, but they chose a special place, a couch in the newly built garden of the palace.

The couch is placed in the pavilion in the center of Bixin Lake, where the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the cool breeze is blowing, and the willow branches are flying.

The best part is that there isn't a single person here who shouldn't be.

I saw a handsome and agile man on the couch, with long hair scattered, water in his eyes dripping, half-naked chest, one leg slipped from the loose purple gown, lying lazily on the couch, his fingers just twitching Flower pose, sleepy with a book.

As Feng Suyang walked in, he felt a subtle warmth on his face, the corners of his mouth and eyebrows were turned up, and there was a strange smile line.

The red luan star moved, the jade ring jingled, he walked to the couch, raised his hand and took off a jade hairpin from the bun.

Sheng Yan half-closed his eyes to look at him, and his low voice brushed across Su's face like running water: "I heard that the fat drunkard master is here? You too, why didn't you tell me earlier, I also want to see your uncle of."

"Of course I can see it at dinner, what's the rush..." Su lifted up a strand of Sheng Yan's hair, and slowly rubbed it in his palm, the cloud sleeves passed by, and his cold fingertips touched Sheng Yan's collarbone.

Sheng Yan jokingly smiled, and evoked a provocative smile, gathered up his skirt and said: "Not now, you lost the bet with me last night, forgot?"

Feng Suyang poured a basin of cold water on his head, frowned slightly, and sighed: "Your second brother and Fang Ling are also strange, have you taken a fancy to the feng shui of my palace? If so, I will set aside a room for them." What about the other courtyard? The guest room by the lotus pond is facing our inner room, and it is thanks to them that they have lived there so many times..."

He bet with Sheng Yan that when Long Bisheng and Fang Ling would come again, Sheng Yan won.

"Hey, why do you say that about my brother!" Sheng Yan stretched out his foot and kicked him, his defensive temper broke out again.

Feng Suyang lowered his head, immediately grabbed the delicate white ankle, pulled it into his arms hard, and said flatly, "Try teasing me again?"

Sheng Yan touched his nose guiltily, pulled Su's arm, and said with a smile: "I guess, the second brother is thinking about my incense pill, if you can force him to back down, I will promise you... ..."

As he spoke, he lowered his eyebrows and glanced around.

Promise me to do it here once?Feng Suyang raised the corners of his mouth and nodded quickly: "Okay, you said this, don't regret it then!"

After saying that, he jumped out of the pavilion, skimmed across the lake like a dragonfly touching water, and headed towards the guest room where Long Bisheng and Fang Ling were staying this time.

Sheng Yan wanted to stop him, but it was a step too late, alas, going to find the two of them at this time, wouldn't the fire on Su's body burn even more?Probably will die of resentment.

Unavoidable to be caught later, Sheng Yan hurriedly got up, put on his clothes, and ran to Suyan Hall with his book in his arms.

He had been busy working in the incense shop until sunset, and then Sheng Yan walked back to the palace. Just when he entered the door, he ran into the fat alcoholic master who hadn't seen him for many years. He seemed to have gained weight again. Like Maitreya.

Beside him, stood a slightly dark-skinned, slender woman with an oval face, dressed in a neat bunt, with an ordinary married woman's bun on her head. Dress simply.

"This one must be Master Uncle, Master is very polite!" Sheng Yan saluted the other party carefully, but seeing her smile, although there was a bit of arrogance and coldness in her eyes, but it was also in a blink of an eye. passed away.

This person is the junior sister of the fat alcoholic master. The two finally got married a few years ago, and now they have two fat sons. They live in a small town not far from Lincheng, and they come here from time to time, or Help Su deal with some difficult matters, or come here to buy some dry goods.

The three of them went into the inner courtyard chatting and laughing, a large table was set up for dinner, Long Bisheng and Fang Ling sat beside Sheng Yan, and the fat drunkard master and uncle sat on Feng Suyang's side.

They are all people who are familiar with each other, and they are not polite at the dinner table, toasting toasting, bickering, the atmosphere is happy and harmonious.

Not long after, Fang Ling put down his chopsticks, changed the topic suddenly, and asked Sheng Yan with a smile: "This year's Qixi Festival is coming soon, Sheng Yan, we haven't fought incense for a long time... My hands are very itchy, why don't we have a competition, see Let's see who makes the most fragrant pills and sells the most on Qixi Festival, what do you think?"

Sheng Yan was taken aback for a moment, and said in his heart that he asked for Douxiang for no reason, so don't set any trap for himself to jump into.Looking back at Su, seeing him blinking at her a few times, Sheng Yan thought for a while and replied, "So what if you lose, and what if you win? Are there any rules for Douxiang?"

Fang Ling smiled enchantingly, and said softly: "What's the rule, as long as the incense balls are made by ourselves, but we can't ask others to help when selling the incense balls. We set up three tables in front of the crisp smoke hall, How about a one-hour limit? If you win, you can make a request, and the other party must fulfill it. If you can't do it..."

Long Bisheng answered at this time: "If he can't do it, he will be punished and cannot go out for a month. Remember, it is the door of the inner room."

Sheng Yan knew that they were coming for him, but he didn't think too much about it. He thought that Dou Xiang had never been timid before, so he was afraid that they would fail?Instantly nodding in agreement, the three of them split up to make preparations as soon as dinner was over. All kinds of spices and so on were readily available in the tobacco shop.

During the Qixi Festival, there is a Qixi Lantern Festival in Lincheng, and the whole street is very lively. Naturally, there are many handsome men and women passing by the door of the Suyan Hall in Shengyan.

Satisfied, he placed the osmanthus white lotus scented pills that he had made, and Sheng Yan stood at the table waiting for the guests to come to the door, but half a moment later, he suddenly discovered that Bisheng and Fang Ling's scented pills had been sold separately. Ten boxes went out.But here, I only sold two boxes.

How is this going?

Feng Suyang wandered over from the palace in plain clothes, seeing the situation, he also felt strange, stood there for a long time with Bi Sheng and Fang Ling, and suddenly realized.It turned out that the two of them made half heart-shaped incense pills, and only when combined with the other half can a complete heart be formed.Many couples walked by and thought it was very interesting and the meaning was good, so naturally they all bought it with money.

When Sheng Yan heard this, he was furious. It must be too late for him to redo Xiangwan, so should he wait to lose?

Feng Suyang patted his shoulder to signal him not to worry, rolled his eyes, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "I have a solution."

what way?Sheng Yan was really a little discouraged, and it was his own mistake. He forgot that there were many lovers coming out during the Qixi Festival. This gimmick should be grasped. What's the use of working hard on the fragrance of Xiangwan?

He heard Feng Suyang continue to whisper in his ear: "You just need to listen to me, I guarantee that there will be a lot of people coming to buy incense pills later."

Sheng Yan looked at him suspiciously—really?

Feng Suyang evoked a gentle smile, stretched out his hand to brush his hair and smoothed it behind his ears, then moved closer, stretched out his hand, and helped his arm to get the incense pills on the table.

Sheng Yan frowned uncomfortably, the public, although they were married, most of them didn't know that he was Princess Su, so that's not good.

Feng Suyang saw his awkwardness and said: "Be obedient, do you still want to win?"

Sheng Yan had no choice but to let him go.

However, just as Feng Suyang said, not long after, two little girls came over, pointed at Xiangwan and said they wanted to buy it, but they kept looking at the two of them.

Sheng Yan thought it was a bit weird, but seeing that Xiang Wan had really sold, he forgot about it in an instant.

Then, every once in a while, Feng Suyang whispered some innocuous words in his ear, or stared deeply at him, and even tilted his head to help him straighten the brocade bag at his waist.

These small actions that Su Su used to take for granted are often done at home on weekdays, but not as frequently as today. Sheng Yan was puzzled, but he was surprised to find that Xiang Wan sold a lot of them at once during this period, and quickly caught up with them. Surpassed Bi Sheng and Fang Ling.

Bi Sheng and Fang Ling stared at them with itchy teeth, staring at them and shouting, "I told you, you are not allowed to help!"

Feng Suyang blinked innocently, spread his hands to them and said, "I didn't even say a word, I didn't even touch Xiangwan, how can I help you?"

This smiling black fox!Bi Sheng scratched his head, why didn't he guard against him - what a dirty trick, he actually sells rot in the street!

Reluctantly, he and Fang Ling couldn't leave their respective tables. This was the rule that was set at the beginning. As a result, after an hour passed, Sheng Yan successfully sold 78 boxes of incense pills, and Bi Sheng and Fang Ling each sold five boxes. ten boxes.

Sheng Yan stood in front of them in desperation, and said, "How about it, I won!"

"I'm willing to gamble and admit defeat, you can make a request." Bi Sheng was so angry.

"Then... I'll punish you... Well, what can I do!" Sheng Yanjie smiled: "Why don't you let Brother Fang Ling go back and ask Second Brother to stay in the palace for an extra month?"

Fang Ling immediately raised her thin eyebrows and objected: "Sheng Yan, you are too cruel, let us live apart for a month! No matter what you say!"

Sheng Yan curled her lips and said: "If you can't do it, it's easy... You are not allowed to leave the door of that guest room for a month."

Bisheng's face was full of sorrow at the moment, almost petrified, staying in the house every day, Congbai couldn't wish more, do you still want to straighten your waist?Moreover, he still can't see the Ambergris Chengtian Fragrant Pill! !

Feng Suyang walked over shaking his folding fan, and said to them: "Sheng Yan, after all, it's your second brother and second brother-in-law, why don't you change them."

Fang Ling heard this very pleasantly, and hurriedly said, "Yeah, let's change it."

Sheng Yan hesitated for a while, then nodded: "Okay, let's shorten the time, how about not being allowed to leave the room for ten days...By the way, Brother Ling, I will give this to you."

As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized booklet from his shirt and threw it to him.

Fang Ling stretched out his hand to catch it, and his eyes widened instantly——XXXX one hundred and eight moves?His eyes fluttered, and he stuffed it into the skirt of his clothes immediately, and smiled at the curious Bisheng: "Oh, it's nothing, it's my business."

Bi Sheng stared at him suspiciously, "It's really business, so why are you hiding it?"

Feng Suyang's smile froze on his face, tugged at Sheng Yan's sleeves, and said in a cautious and soft voice: "Sheng Yan, you...where did you find it?"

"Huh, you dare to hide this kind of thing under the mattress..." Sheng Yan raised his neck, looked into his eyes and sneered, "I dare you to find the fat alcoholic master for this business, haha, tonight... ...you can't even get in the door!"

After all, he threw off his sleeves and left.

Feng Suyang looked at the other end again, but Fang Ling simply didn't explain, picked up Bisheng and took him back to the room.He looked up at the sky in distress, then opened the corners of his mouth again, chanted poems with his hands behind his back, walked forward unhurriedly, and muttered: "It doesn't matter if you don't open the door. Is it my strong point to open the windows, hahaha!"

The author has something to say: Husband X asks 20

Interviewer: Pear Blossom

Interviewed guests: Long Shishao and Su Wang; Long Ershao and Fang Sishao.

Pear Blossom: Do you know why the names are ranked in this order?

Sheng Yan: Hmm...

Feng Suyang: ... dare not say.

Long Bisheng: Even if you have eyesight, you know that we are the ones who attack.

Fang Ling (lowering her voice): This illusion is really good~~

Sheng Yan and Bi Sheng stared at each other, what a strong low pressure, Lihua was frozen stiff_.

Ewha: Did you have a good impression of each other when you met for the first time?

Sheng Yan: I didn't see clearly at that time.

Feng Suyang: A stupid kid~~~~ Hehe, of course that is before you understand.

Long Bisheng: Very bad!

Fang Ling: -_-|||Love first, lose first is indeed the truth.

Lihua: Keke, when was the first time you held hands?

Sheng Yan (thoughtful): We often held hands when we were young.

Feng Suyang: The first time, it was actually picking flowers.

Sheng Yan blinked: Really, you remember all this?

Feng Suyang: O(∩_∩)O~ I remember everything about you.

Long Bisheng (thinking hard): I don’t remember.

Fang Ling: Does it count when you hold each other during a fight?

Long Bisheng (staring): Sure enough, you planned it!

Ewha: Do you know each other's characters?

Sheng Yan: Well, it's called... He never told me.

Feng Suyang: Sheng Yan's character is Shi Tianye, and mine is Mo Yan.

Sheng Yan: (⊙o⊙) Mo Yan~~

Feng Suyang: Tianye╭(╯3╰)╮~~~

Long Bisheng: Can you stop being so nasty, Fang Ling's handwriting is sloppy, everyone knows this.

Fang Ling: Bisheng's character is Xiyun, Baiyun Liushui, a natural couple!

Ewha: What do you like most about your partner?

Sheng Yan: Never find my faults.

Feng Suyang: You know me very well.

Long Bisheng: It's kind of... dedicated.

Fang Ling: Hard-spoken and soft-hearted.

Ewha: What token of love did you give the other party?

Sheng Yan: Uh, he gave me a lot.

Feng Suyang: Jade card, Wuming's fragrance, ambergris sachet, Xiaosi...

Long Bisheng: Not long after he gave me the incense ball, he abducted me.

Fang Ling: (*^__^*) Xiyun gave me a fist in the first night.

Ewha: Who will admit their mistakes first when they quarrel with each other?

Sheng Yan: They hardly quarrel.

Feng Suyang: Hmm.

Long Bisheng: Congbai admits his mistake.

Fang Ling: If you admit your mistakes, you will lose a piece of meat... My wife is always right.

Long Bisheng: (╰_╯)#Who is your wife!

Ewha: Have you ever tasted each other's jealousy?

Sheng Yan (pouts): I've eaten it, King Su is so popular, and he's still a great hero in the hearts of women in Quan Tian Xiang Dynasty.

Feng Suyang (dog-leg shape): Any creature within three feet of Sheng Yan can make me jealous.

Sheng Yan (looking up and down): No wonder, you really shaved Xiao Si and Xiao Jiu's hair, right?

Long Bisheng (looking sideways at Fang Ling): You want me to eat it?

Fang Ling: You are always the only one within three feet of me.

Ewha: Who confessed first?

Sheng Yan (blushing): Looks like it was the same day.

Feng Suyang (laughs): On the day of the reunion in the carriage, I took the initiative first, and Sheng Yan acquiesced by action.

Long Bisheng: Uh, it’s not me anyway.

Fang Ling: Me!

Ewha: Are you each other's first night?

Sheng Yan: This question is about privacy.

Feng Suyang: Is this enough to ask?

Long Bisheng (frowned): You are very courageous!

Fang Ling: You can know this kind of thing if you think about it with your toes.

Ewha: Which part of your partner's body do you like the most?

Sheng Yan: Cough...more privacy.

Feng Suyang: As long as Sheng Yan doesn't mind, I can tell you for a day and a night.

Long Bisheng: The eyes, because they are very beautiful.

Fang Ling: Finger, because... the technique is very good.

Long Bisheng (face flushed): Hmph, don't use your hands next time.

Lihua: What does the other party do to make his heart beat faster?

Sheng Yan: That's quite a lot... especially when Su didn't say anything and just looked at me for a moment.

Feng Suyang: As soon as I get close, my heart beats faster.

Long Bisheng: I don't want to admit that there is such a thing.

Fang Ling: Hehe, when he took the initiative to take off his clothes...

Ewha: What kind of life do you most want to give to your partner?

Sheng Yan: Happy and safe.

Feng Suyang: Sexy...

Long Bisheng: Calm.

Fang Ling: Don't worry about getting up early tomorrow.

Lihua: Will you kill someone for the other party?

Sheng Yan: If he will hurt Su.

Feng Suyang: That boy Anxi Hou was killed by my elder brother.I put an herb in his birthday gift, told him it would increase the staying power of something, and he would be fine if he didn't use it.Didn't the eldest brother put a few small kits on the sister-in-law's embroidery? There is a spice in it, which is poisonous when combined with this herb.

Long Bisheng: Probably.

Fang Ling: Of course!

Ewha: When did you feel that he troubled you?

Shengyan: When asking for excessive.

Feng Suyang: When crying and yelling for me to stop, but holding me immobile.

Long Bisheng: Every time I write a letter, I feel jealous of my brother.

Fang Ling: When what you say is duplicity.

Ewha: Where is the first H?

Sheng Yan: ...you pervert!

Feng Suyang: Hehe, it's on the carriage.

Long Bisheng (turning his head away): I have passed this question!

Fang Ling: On a small boat we rented.

Long Bisheng (blushing ears): You still say it!If I hadn't caught a cold that time...

Fang Ling: So, you recovered from your illness the next day.

Pear Blossom: The duration is...

Sheng Yan (fried hair): How can I remember this!

Feng Suyang: About an hour.

Sheng Yan (staring): You, you, you...you beast!

Long Bisheng (holding the forehead): ...

Fang Ling: I don't remember, but at least two hours.

Sheng Yan and Long Bisheng (rolling up their sleeves): (#‵′) convex, no entry tonight! 17

Pear Blossom: How much pleasure can you get from the other party?

Sheng Yan (face is always red): O__O "Why should I tell you!

Feng Suyang: Hehehe, in heaven and earth, only this moment is the most beautiful~~~~~~

Sheng Yan (reaching out to push his face away): Dead face!

Long Bisheng: Barely enough.

Fang Ling: You mean...not satisfied enough?OK, I'll do my best tonight!

Ewha: How long does it usually take to be satisfied? (Looking for tissues to wipe nosebleeds~)

Sheng Yan: Twice a week is enough.

Feng Suyang: No, no, at least once a day!

Long Bisheng: Look at... the situation.

Fang Ling: Well, when Bisheng is in a good mood...the number can be more.

Long Bisheng (staring at him a few times): I'm in a bad mood today! 19

Ewha: Okay, the last question... Excuse me, how much do you love each other?

Sheng Yan: This life is in his hands.

Feng Suyang: Hehehe, how do you measure this? No one in this world is worthy of my "prostration" except Sheng Yan.

Long Bisheng: A little less than his love for me.

Fang Ling: Love is endless!

Chapter 93 Fanwai 3 Emotional Entanglement

If Long Bifei is not married.

If, he has never given up on Bisheng.

Suppose, after a few years, he learned the truth from Sheng Yankou and got the whereabouts of Bisheng...

Then it is not unusual for Bisheng to open the crystal curtain today and see him appearing in front of Zhuju's gate.

However, the past has long been lost, and this feeling can only become a memory. Bisheng was surprised, and the sourness in his heart surged like a stormy sea. After returning to calm, there were only dense clusters of sparks of pain left.

They haven't seen each other for three years, and now they are close at hand, looking at each other, but separated by a layer of cool mist that can't be seen clearly, they are still far away.

Bisheng opened his mouth, trying to elicit a smile, but in the end he only sighed softly: "Brother."

Bifei just stared at him intently and absent-mindedly, frowning a little bit, trying to reach out, but only touched a piece of cold and empty air.

"I'm fine now, bro... you shouldn't have come to look for me, go back." Bisheng looked at him, feeling distressed. The parting back then was heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching, and it was hard for him to make up his mind Forgetting about him and accepting Fang Ling's affection, he didn't want to, and didn't want to bring up this buried affection again.

Those who were cut off by themselves should continue to stay in that dark place.

"Sheng'er..." It shouldn't be like this, it can't be like this!He regretted it for so long, after heart-piercing regret and torture, he came to him with joy and expectation... How can he watch his hair slip away from his hands again?Bifei felt a pain in his heart, he couldn't care about anything, and there was only one voice in his heart: don't let him go, hug him, keep him!

The weight on his back seemed to be on top of him, and the warmth in his waist seemed to have passed through the lost years, pulling Bisheng back to the Chenxiang Pavilion where love was born and love died.

"No, brother, let me go... I'm already with Congbai!" Bisheng's words, like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, split a dazzling white light in front of Bifei.

Blurred his eyes and crushed his heart.

After all... is it too late?

Bifei slowly loosened his fingers around Bisheng's waist one by one, and took a step back, "He, has he been treating you well all these years?"

Bisheng didn't say anything, just lowered his eyes and nodded heavily.

A strand of black shiny hair fluttered softly along the breeze, passing over the brows of Bifei, causing waves of trembling and heart palpitations, like endless melting snowflakes.Bifei clutched her skirt tightly, and finally turned her back, "Okay...that's good. I know that Wubai will not let you be wronged."

"Well, Congbai will be back later. It's cold in the mountains, brother...don't stand too long..." After saying that, Bisheng walked into the bamboo house with his head down.

When he lifted his foot across the threshold, he stepped on the hem of his clothes and almost staggered and fell.

Bifei watched from a distance, raised his arms unconsciously, and leaned forward slightly... Seeing him holding the door to stabilize his steps, his nose suddenly became sore, and he lowered his arms in a slumped manner.

When Fang Ling returned to Zhuju from the market, he felt that the house was very cold tonight, "Bi Sheng?" He put the things he bought on the table in the outer room, took off his outer shirt, and went into the inner room.

But he saw Bi Sheng lying on the soft couch beside the bed, with a book spread out on the floor under his hands hanging down, and half of the thin blanket on his body fell off.

Smiling slightly, she reached out to hold him in her arms, Fang Ling lowered her head and bit his earlobe lightly, "It's time to get up, it's getting dark..."

Bi Sheng opened his eyes, sighed inaudibly, raised his head, the corner of his mouth was raised, hugged his neck and asked, "Is the market lively today?"

"It's lively, it's a pity that you don't go. You didn't say you wanted to eat smoked sausage last time. I went to two more markets on purpose and finally bought it. By the way, the weather has been cold recently, and I also bought rabbit fur Although it is not as good as the fox fur we used to wear, it is still quite warm, Bi Sheng, feel it..." Fang Ling's slender eyebrows and eyes were curved, and there was a faint tenderness and charm in the candlelight, This man, even when he was eating and sleeping in the open, his nobility and calmness did not diminish in the slightest.

Bi Sheng opened some red and swollen eyes, got up and walked over, hugging the cloak in his arms, "Well, it's really warm."

An intimidating smile appeared on Fang Ling's lips immediately, and she pulled him into her arms, raised her eyebrows and hooked his eyes, and said in a low voice, "It's just as long as you like it, and you can eat it for dinner." What... are you hungry? If not..."

"...I'm cold." Bisheng has been with him for three years, so he can naturally see the lust that is pouring out of him unconsciously at this time, raised his head, rubbed the corner of his mouth with his lips and said: "If you are not here for a day, I will It's freezing cold."

Fang Ling's eyelashes cast a fan-like shadow, enveloping the hot gaze that suddenly flew into the air.

He hugged his waist and wanted to hug him, but Bisheng glared at him, pulled his wrist and said, "Go, I have feet myself! Why do you have to hug him every time?"

"Isn't that afraid that you will come... run away..." Fang Ling raised his chin slightly, his phoenix eyes narrowed against the heavy soft light, and the halo wave reversed, blowing away a wave of ripples.

Hmph, Bisheng couldn't help but chuckle, what a monster!

Every time this person's lust comes together, if I don't pay attention, I will be seduced by his winking eyes like silk, and I will be dragged into that chaotic world. Pulling herself together into the bright white sea of ​​desire, she can't swim, she can only float and sink at will.

Bisheng is more confused tonight than in the past, every bit of his eyes is like a patchwork of deep night sky, when he opens and blinks, the overflow is full of clear pearls, dripping down Fang Ling's eyes along the cochlea, chin and cheeks. On the neck, there were broken hisses from the depths of his throat, as if they were pulled out of his heart, and every minute was painful.

However, what Fang Ling heard was Bisheng's heavy panting: "Congbai... again, not enough, deeper! Hold me tight, don't let me go, more...deeper..."

Every time he squirted high-pitched, his nails would leave a red mark on Fang Ling's back.

After the crazy love, Fang Ling hugged the exhausted Bi Sheng and sat in the tub, gently hugging him and washing him inch by inch.Fang Ling has seen Bisheng's expression several times. Whenever he thinks of Bifei and has nightmares about Bifei in his dreams, he will become very automatic the next day. As long as he doesn't yell to stop, he won't either. stop.

It was as if he wanted to tear up the whole person and give it to himself, so desperate and ruthless.

Bisheng, do you have to be so cruel to yourself?

Do you have to be so cruel to me?

But Fang Ling couldn't be angry with Bi Sheng, he clearly knew that there was a Bi Fei in his heart, and that the seed took root too deeply...but he still took him away and took him with all his might.

"Do you love me at all..." Fang Ling stroked Bisheng's wet cheeks, remained silent for a long time, finally sighed, and took a cloth towel to wipe off the drops of water on his face.

In a daze, Bi Sheng felt Fang Ling whispering something in his ear. He slept profusely in sweat that night, and tried to open his eyes, but found that he couldn't move.

His hands and feet were numb, as if he had been tied up in a quagmire by something.He wanted to call Fang Ling, but he had to keep struggling. After breaking out in a cold sweat, his first thought was to make sure that Fang Ling was still there.

Bisheng touched the side of the bed, it was cold...but it wasn't warm at all.

"Gongbai, Gombai!" Without putting on his clothes, Bisheng threw off the quilt and jumped out of the bed, rushing out the door, but he was nowhere to be seen inside or outside Zhuju.

This is the first time, Bisheng panicked, really panicked.

"Congbai!...Congbai, are you leaving? No, no, you promised me that you would never let go of my hand. How can you break your promise! How can you stab me in the heart again? !" Bisheng walked outside the door, looking for Fang Ling hesitantly, but he could see nothing but the pale moonlight.

Bi Fei, who had been standing in the bamboo grove, looking at the faint candlelight against the cold wind, heard the voice, walked out quickly, and grabbed his hand, "What's wrong with Sheng'er?"

"Brother." Bisheng looked straight at him, the pain and bitterness that he had tried so hard to hide in the past came suddenly at this moment, and a line of muddy tears rolled down, "Why...you haven't left yet?"

Bifei hugged him heartbrokenly, even though he raised his fist and hit his back hard, he still gritted his teeth and did not let go, "I want to see you more, don't cry, don't cry... Don't be like this... Sheng'er, don't be like this, I don't want anything, I don't want the wife my parents found for me, and I don't want the family business of the Long family! I don't want anything...I just want you, only you. Sheng'er, don't push me away...I've missed you every day and night for the past three years, I love you, I love you!"

Bisheng's fist stopped in mid-air, and his stiff body became more and more cold, "Brother, why... tell me now. Why is it three years late... Do you know, Mumbai loves me too. These three years For years, he was in my ears, saying this sentence every day and night, reciting this word, guarding this person... I loved you, but now, I can't let him down."

After finishing speaking, Bisheng wiped away his tears and pulled away from Bifei's arms, and said in a low voice: "I'm going to find him, but Congbai is gone, I'm going to find him..."

"Sheng'er!" Bi Fei grabbed his hand, "At least let me stay with you for a few days, just a few days, okay? At least...until you find Wubai."

Seeing the confident and elegant elder brother looking at him with such timid and trembling eyes, the rocks in Bisheng's heart collapsed one by one.

Silence was regarded as tacit consent, Bi Fei finally had a gleam of joy on his face, followed Bi Sheng into the bamboo house, saw him put on his clothes and cape before letting him go out.

From early morning to sunrise, Bisheng still couldn't find Fang Ling.

He returned to the Zhuju in despair, fell on the bed, hugged Fang Ling's middle coat on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.After falling asleep and waking up again, he found that he was suffering from the cold. Bifei anxiously went down the mountain to invite a doctor, and when he was about to get the medicine, he found that there was a bundle of herbs on the table at some point.

I showed it to the doctor, and he said it was for the treatment of wind and cold entering the body.

Bifei immediately understood that this thing was sent by Fang Ling, and he was always nearby but couldn't bear to come out?Bifei sighed while brewing the medicine, took it in when it was finished, and half coaxed and half threatened Bisheng to drink it, then walked outside the door and walked around the bamboo forest.

When I came back, as expected, I found another bag of chestnut candies in the house.

Now, is it Bi Sheng's habit to eat chestnut candies after taking medicine?After thinking for a while, Bifei rushed to the door and yelled a few times: "Congbai, come out! Come out and let's talk. Bisheng got sick just to find you, didn't you? Come out manly!"

In the dark, Fang Ling clenched his fists, and ran into the bamboo house with one heart, but his legs hesitated uneasily, and he didn't have the courage to take a step.

What if, what if Bisheng chose to give up on himself?

He can still lie to himself if he can't hear it, Bisheng is affectionate to him, but once the showdown...he is not so free and easy