[Rebirth] Evil brother is husband

Yan Qing sat on Yan Chong's lap, wanting to treat him like a child, being surrounded by Yan Chong in his arms and listening to him read.

Yan Chong plausibly said: "Who's elder brother has never told a story to his younger brother like this. He will do what an elder brother should do, and he will do nothing less." Yan Chong felt very sorry, "It's a pity that Yao'er has grown up, otherwise brother Play with you on your neck."

Yan Qing couldn't help but laugh, and Xia Changgeng wasn't here, the whole small courtyard was just the two of them, although they felt embarrassed, they didn't refuse Yan Chong to treat him like this, the memories before ten years old were blurred, and the memories after ten years old were full of tears. With a cold and lonely color, maybe other people don't like being treated like a child, but he is very happy that Yan Chong can treat him like this.

What Yan Chong read to him was not an ordinary book, it was the judge's book of life and death. There is no current Yanqing.

It is a book that ordinary people cannot see. To ordinary people, it is just a piece of white paper. Yan Qing can see some strange symbols. Only Yan Chong can understand what is written on it. The ending story was read to Yan Qing, even if it was a bad story, he only stopped at the most satisfactory part, and pretended that the rest did not exist.

In addition to the stories of mortals, there are actually many demons and ghosts' lives, anecdotes and strange records, many of which are wonderful and interesting. After reading too much, Yan Chong also found some problems. As a small ghost judge, he can know too much Are you ready?

Yan Chong put away the book of life and death, and said in his heart, what the hell, to be honest, he really didn't care about Yao'er except Yao'er.Not behind the scenes.He was really not interested in the scene.

"Is it over for today?" Yan Qing was still unsure.

"It's over." Yan Chong smiled, "I can only listen to stories for one hour a day, half an hour in the daytime and half an hour in the evening, I don't mind if you want to use tonight's story."

Yan Qing struggled and shook his head: "Forget it, I'll listen to it later in the evening." He complained in a low voice, "Why can't you talk more?"

Yan Chong chuckled, if Brother Xindao said that he was afraid that you would become addicted to listening to stories just like a child would become addicted to the Internet, you would not understand.

He didn't explain, holding Yanqing's hand that had become cold due to inactivity for a long time, and said domineeringly: "This is the rule set by my brother, and younger brothers must obey unconditionally." Hooking Yanqing's neck on his lips Kissed him, pinched his buttocks, and grinned as he looked at his younger brother with a face full of red clouds, "Go, go out and exercise, exercise your muscles and bones, staying indoors all day is not good for your health."

"Yeah." Yan Qing nodded obediently, as long as he was with his brother, he felt very happy and satisfied no matter what.

It has just snowed in winter, and the weather is still gloomy. The north wind is rare outside, and the snow is half a foot thick. The snow in their small courtyard has been cleaned up by the cook, and there are children laughing and laughing outside. The two brothers just stepped out of the yard when they heard a child who was building a snowman not far away screaming:

"The Great Demon King is coming, run away——"

A group of little ghosts dispersed in an instant, and Yan Chong touched his chin: "How did I become a big devil?"

Yan Qing was amused in his heart, and boldly joked: "It's not that my brother's appearance is so scary that he scared them." Let's say yesterday, a little ghost threw snow balls on their window, disturbing the brother's warm story At that time, Yan Chong opened the door with a dark face, and before he yelled "Go and play" at the troublemakers, the troublemakers ran away screaming.

He looks really bluffing when his face is downcast.

Yan Qing has long heard the children in this area secretly say "there is a fierce big devil living in this house".

"Little ghost." Yan Chong shook his head, led Yan Qing to the half-built snowman made by the children, bent down and rolled a snowball for the head, placed it on the snowman's body, and picked up two clods of hard soil as eyes , drew a mouth on its face with a finger, picked up a branch and stuck it on the snowman, and a complete and ugly snowman was freshly baked.

Yan Chong took two steps back, and said in satisfaction: "It's pretty pretty." He glanced at Yan Qing who was standing beside him, with a strange smile on his lips, and walked towards him calmly, Yan Qing seemed to feel When he was in danger, he looked at him vigilantly and blankly, Yan Chong stretched out his hand and pinched his face, "What kind of expression is this, huh?"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Qing felt a chill in his neck, his hair stood on end in shock, he bent down quickly to shake the snow from his collar, Yan Chong laughed beside him.

Yan Qing also grabbed a handful of snow, and threw it towards Yan Chong, the snow scattered halfway, and scattered bits and pieces fell on Yan Chong, his elder brother laughed louder, forming a tight snow ball, He smiled and said: "Yaoer, you can't do that, it's up to you." He threw snow balls up and down, pretending to attack Yanqing.

Yan Qing thought he was coming for real, and felt that the snow dumpling hit him must be very painful, so he turned around and ran away in fright. Yan Chong was just trying to scare him for fun, but when Yan Qing ran away, he became interested and pointed at Yan Qing viciously. Qing, hit him on the buttocks.

Naked, naked, naked flirting!Yan Qing blushed, squeezed a snowball hard and threw it at Yan Chong, Yan Chong didn't even have to dodge, the snowball missed a hundred and eight thousand miles, Yan Qing's face became even hotter, As if he was severely hit by his scumbag fighting power, he froze stupidly and looked at Yan Chong pitifully, with a frustrated expression of "I don't want to play anymore".

Yan Chong coughed, walked over cheerfully, was about to say a few words to comfort him, Yan Qing suddenly smiled at him, slapped his hands to sprinkle snow all over his head, turned around and ran two steps away, looking at him happily.

This time it was Yan Chong's turn to be dumbfounded. He flicked the snowflakes on his head and grinned grinningly, "Okay, Yao'er!" Then he moved, as fast as a leopard, and rushed towards Yan Qing. Turning pale in shock, he turned around to run away, but Yan Chong had already arrived, threw him down on the snow from behind, rolled him on the ground with him in his arms, laughed and tickled him, "Do you still dare?!"

Yan Qing struggled, out of breath from laughing, begging for mercy loudly: "Don't dare...haha...brother, stop quickly, haha..."

Yan Chong stopped, not because of Yan Qing's begging for mercy, but because he felt that someone was staring at him, he glanced at the person behind him, it was a young man with a servant, with his hands in his sleeves, squinting He squinted at them, met Shang Yanchong's gaze, and smiled at him, which was meaningful.

Except for children playing in the snow, there are basically no passers-by on this street. Yan Chong only glanced at him and then frowned. This guy's smile is really annoying, especially when he put After this person checked with the name in his memory, he didn't want to see him anymore.

A friend of the original owner.

Yan Chong picked up his younger brother from the ground, straightened his clothes and hair, patted the snow off the two of them, put his arms around Yan Qing's shoulders and said, "Let's go home."

"Brother, who is this person?" Yan Qing asked him in a low voice.

"The friend of a certain beast." Yan Chong also whispered to him, "The visitor is not kind, let's ignore him... Tsk, here you come, Yaoer you

Go back to the house, brother sent him away. "

"I said why the top-quality young lady that Young Master Yan promised to give me suddenly didn't have anything to say." The man paced up and said loudly on purpose, "So it was used by Young Master Yan Jinwu Zangjiao himself. "He snorted coldly, and his cold and presumptuous gaze wandered over Yan Qing like a poisonous snake, "Master Yan is really easy for me to find. If you take my money, do you still want to go back on your word? You count."