Xiaobaihua's character can't be collapsed

Song Han didn't expect that the first time he came to Renxue Pavilion, he went straight into the master room where Li Hanchuan lives. The man pushed him down on the chair, turned around to look for medicine, leaving him blushing, looking around cautiously and curiously. .

The inner room burned with earth dragons is as warm as spring, and the golden gauze curtain is rolled away by golden hooks to reveal the luxurious and solemn inner hall.Song Han's gaze swept over the calligraphy, paintings and long swords hanging on the wall, the ancient shelf with many rare treasures at the corner, the small gold-plated copper furnace with animal ears that swallowed clouds and mist, and finally landed on the In the bedroom separated by bead curtains, there is a luxurious eight-poster carved bed inlaid with gold and jade, and the floor is covered with thick plush carpets, which makes people have the urge to roll on it, or do something. anything else...

A rush of blood rushed straight to his forehead, Song Han hurriedly averted his eyes, suppressing the inappropriate thoughts in his heart.

Footsteps sounded, and a small and exquisite porcelain box was opened and placed on the table. Li Hanchuan took Song Han's burnt left hand, dug out a small piece of milky white plaster and applied it to the wound.

The man's fingertips were warm, and he quickly rubbed the plaster away.The delicate and cool plaster exudes a very special fragrance. Song Han secretly raised his eyes and just happened to look into a pool of deep and gentle black water.

"This plaster can reduce inflammation and relieve pain, and it can also remove scars. You will take it back later." Li Hanchuan looked into his eyes and said, "Be careful in the future, it won't look good if a boy has scars."

Song Han didn't nod, but blurted out: "It doesn't look good, so you still let yourself have so many scars?"

These words reminded Li Hanchuan of the days when the two of them took refuge in the cave. First, he was seriously injured and comatose, and the feverish boy wiped his body with rice wine to cool him down.

...the two of them looked at each other from top to bottom.

Song Han also thought of this after saying this, and blushed.

Li Hanchuan's eyes darkened, "I'm a man, I don't need to look good."

Song Han retorted with reason, "But I will continue to grow, and when I grow up, I will become a tall and strong man like you."

The corner of Li Hanchuan's mouth curled up, and he pinched lightly with his big palm on his waist, "Are you sure you will grow as tall as me?"

"Hmm..." Song Han suddenly let out a soft snort, and his whole body softened.

Li Hanchuan was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly put his arms around him.He noticed that the young man's fair cheeks were smeared with a bright pink, and his black and bright deer eyes were full of water vapor, like a flower bone peeking out from the cup of a flower, green and immature, implicitly beautiful, alluring for no reason.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and Li Hanchuan's fingers twirled the soft flesh in his lower back. He couldn't feel anything through the clothes, but Li Hanchuan remembered that the boy was hot all over that day, and his porcelain white smooth skin revealed a large area of ​​scorching heat. The heat of the young man's skin spread from his fingertips all the way to his heart.

Song Han's face turned red, and he pressed his small hands on Li Hanchuan's broad and hard chest helplessly, his heart beating like a drum.

The scent on the back of the hand lingered between the two of them, combined with his turbulent breathing and the man's dimming eyes, creating an ambiguous relationship.

"Han, Hanchuan..." Song Han whispered with a trembling voice.

"Huh?" Li Hanchuan looked down at him.

The two were so close that he could count the boy's long curled eyelashes, and so close that he could kiss the boy's fluttering red lips as long as he lowered his head.

The man's scorching breath hit his face lightly, and the back of his waist felt numb. Song Han's thin white fingers grabbed the hem of Li Hanchuan's shirt, the color on his face curled up to the collar, "I, I'm going back."

"After walking such a long way, don't you want to see where I live?" Li Hanchuan asked in a hoarse voice.

Song Han didn't make a sound, his eyes flickered and he didn't dare to look at him.

Covering the top of his head with a big palm and rubbing it, Li Hanchuan let him go, "Take you for a walk."

Fresh air rushed over, and the cool and pleasant warm fragrance from the censer washed away the sweet fragrance from the back of Song Han's hands. Song Han's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he followed behind Li Hanchuan with a blushing face.

"Want to see the bedroom?"

Song Han froze for a moment, then shook his head desperately, blushing almost to the point of bleeding.

"Don't look? There seems to be nothing special about other places." Li Hanchuan smiled lightly, and took Song Han for a walk around Renxue Pavilion.

"This is the study room."

"This is the yard where I practice martial arts."

"This is a guest room, no one has ever lived in it."

"This is the kitchen, and it is rare to open fire. I usually eat with Qin Yue and the others."

When it comes to eating, Song Han asked along the way: "Do you have any favorite food?"

Li Hanchuan raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to do it for me?"

"Make it together," Song Han turned his face away, a little embarrassed, "If you eat it together, you won't be able to tell that I prepared it for someone specially."

Li Hanchuan frowned lightly, "He's just kidding you, don't take it seriously."

"But I promised him," Song Han said with a serious expression, "and it was indeed thanks to him for picking me up that day, I haven't thanked him yet."

Li Hanchuan was noncommittal.

"I like to cook." Song Han looked at Li Hanchuan with a hint of pleading in his deer eyes, "I'd be quite happy if they all found it delicious after eating it."

Li Hanchuan watched him quietly for a while, and finally said: "It's fine if you like it, but don't work too hard."

Song Han's eyes lit up, "Then what do you like to eat?"

"I didn't pay special attention to the dishes, so I can't tell." Li Hanchuan told the truth, seeing that the light in Song Han's eyes dimmed, he added, "If you make it, I can tell you if you like it or not after I taste it."

"Yeah!" Song Han nodded heavily, with a little joy in his eyes, "Then can I call more people to cover?"

Li Hanchuan said indifferently, "As you please."

"Thank you, Hanchuan!" Song Han's smile was clear and clean.

With Li Hanchuan's permission, he is famous as a teacher, and things will be much more convenient!

"I've seen your son!"

A rough voice came, and Song Han turned around to see a scarred face.

...How did he forget the people of Blade Moon Guard?

"Commander Qin." Song Han smiled at Scarface, and quickly put him on the list of candidates for the mission.

Li Hanchuan guessed why Scarface came here, and said coldly: "Let him go."

Dao Scar's face was startled, the scars on his face wrinkled, as if he was struggling whether to speak or not.

Song Han guessed that he was talking about Shi Wuyi, and said quite sensiblely: "Hanchuan, you should be busy, I'll go back first."

Li Hanchuan looked at him for a while, "I'll take you back."

"No need, I'll just walk back slowly." Song Han's eyes showed a bit of anticipation, "I'm already well, I can walk back. As you said before, when I'm well, I'll arrange work for me!"

Li Hanchuan's eyes softened, "The butler said you've been reading and writing recently? I'll make arrangements for you when you finish practicing your calligraphy."

Song Han blinked: "It's a deal?"

"Well, it's a deal." Li Hanchuan put the porcelain box in his hand, "I'll pick you up next time."

"Okay." Song Han obediently responded, nodded slightly to Scarface, then turned and left the door.

Seeing him coming out, Mu Xiaobai hurriedly called out, "Master!"

"gone."

Song Han grasped the porcelain box in his hand, his long eyelashes covered the gloomy eyes.

The degree of favorability is 59 points, which is only 1 point away from liking, but it is only that point, Li Hanchuan will not make any further intimate behaviors towards him.

No matter in the real world or this world, Han Chuan would not casually make out with others in pursuit of pure sensory stimulation before confirming his own heart.

This man is seriously cute.

Song Han's heart was sour and astringent, and he was more happy to be treated seriously. He looked back at the Renxue Pavilion of Diaoliang Huadong, and a strong longing piled up and fermented in his chest.

One day, he will let Li Hanchuan carry him into the bedroom instead of asking him if he wants to go in and visit!

"Go and see."

Watching Song Han go away, Li Hanchuan withdrew his gaze and walked towards the water prison first.

In the dark and cold water prison, a man dressed in white with a leisurely demeanor strangles the throat of a man in gray who is short like a child but has a vicissitudes like an old man. The man in gray suffers from pain. Bright red blood dripped on the back of the man's jade-like smooth and graceful hand, red and white intertwined, glaring and coquettish.

"You have such a hard mouth, don't open your mouth to talk when you see Lord Yan Luo..."

The melodious voice is like black and white impermanence, the pupils of the man in gray gradually enlarge, and he softens under Shi Wuyi's chilling smile.

When Li Hanchuan stepped into the water prison, the person in Shi Wuyi's hand had already lost his breath.Surprisingly, the short man in gray has been elongated, and his stature is no different from that of an adult man.

And Shi Wuyi, who threw people away with a smile on his face, was holding a brocade handkerchief to wipe the scarlet spots on his clean chin.

Li Hanchuan's face darkened, and he hurriedly grabbed his wrist to feel his pulse.

The meridians are disordered, and the true energy is countercurrent...

It's poisonous!

Raising his hand to quickly seal Shi Wuyi's big acupoints, Li Hanchuan ordered in a cold voice, "Go and ask the miracle doctor Murong."

"I can't die." Shi Wuyi licked the blood on his lips, he still had the same smiling face, like a blood-stained mandala, exuding amazing beauty all over his body.

Li Hanchuan stared at his face for a while, then frowned and asked, "How many times have you been poisoned?"

Before Shi Wuyi could answer, Ming An who was behind him spoke first, "Master, this is the second time he has been poisoned!"

Shi Wuyi threw the Jinpa over, Ming An immediately shut up.

This is the end of the matter, there is no point in pursuing this.Li Hanchuan glanced at the gray-clothed man expressionlessly, "The green ghost may be nearby, and you are not afraid to startle the snake."

"If he was sure that I was here, he wouldn't send such a waste over here to scout the way." Shi Wuyi still knew the confidants of his arch-rival Bailiyan.This is Bailiyan's confidant, Qinggui's young immortal, who is good at shrinking bones and can make his appearance easy. He usually does a lot of robbing and bullying men and women.

"Be careful." Li Hanchuan warned.

Shi Wuyi's thin lips curved slightly, and his phoenix eyes glanced lightly at him, "I'll give you the same words. Those things in your backyard, be careful of raising Gu as a disaster. Han'er is so weak, she can't stand their toss."

The scene just now suddenly appeared in his mind, the young man was soft in his arms, his face was flushed, and he looked supple and willing to give and take what he wanted, Li Hanchuan twitched his fingertips, "I have my own measure."