This broken mirror is big and round

Nie Xuan finished roaring angrily, and seeing Qin Pifeng staggered several times by his palm, he just retreated to Yan Ning's side.

And Yan Ning was standing on the shore, slowly putting on his luxurious purple brocade robe, and casually tied up his hair dripping with water droplets, his gestures were dignified.

He raised his eyebrows at the seven or eight masters who were still surrounding Nie Xuan, and they all disappeared in the forest at an extremely fast speed, as if they had never appeared before.

Then he tiptoed the kettle he had just fished out, and he asked arrogantly, "Are you impatient again?"

Nie Xuan frowned. He saw Yan Ning before and clearly didn't think there was anything wrong with his face, which was very similar to his own 12 years ago, but now he was standing with Qin Banditfeng, and he found it annoying no matter how he looked at it.

However, he immediately remembered that he was He Jiangyin's deep-minded son of a bitch, so he turned his face a few times, trotted over, bowed deeply, and said very frankly: "H-hand slipped."

"..."

Qin Bandit took a tight breath.

Because when Nie Xuan lowered his head, he purposely pressed it in front of his still bare belly, and the corners of his forehead were itchyly pierced back and forth, causing his muscles to tremble.

"Nie Xuan," Qin Pifeng leaned back slightly, stroking Nie Zhen's head to make him lift it up, "The Ninth Prince has no malicious intentions, so don't be nervous."

Yan Ning rolled his eyes: "Is he nervous?"

"I'm nervous!" Nie Xuan stretched out his right hand, "I'm so nervous that I'm shaking."

"Didn't you just complain that I took a bath with him?" Unexpectedly, Yan Ning said relentlessly, "Are you jealous?"

Now Qin Bandit was stunned. He was obviously stunned by Nie Xuan's shout before, and he hadn't thought about the meaning of these words carefully.

But when he looked at Nie Zhen uncertainly, Nie Zhen replied simply: "Your Highness has good eyesight."

"I came today, and I actually have a lot of questions I want to ask him. Could Your Highness lend me a moment?"

Nie Xuan made up his mind, his eyes sparkling.

His ass is worn out, so he can't make a trip in vain.

"No."

As soon as Yan Ning finished speaking, Nie Xuan and Qin Pifeng were stunned at the same time.

Then I heard him say again: "How can I just borrow you for a moment?"

"At least an hour."

"Besides, since you like taking a bath so much, then—let's talk about it, the two of you are here, and you can't come out for an hour."

Yan Ning pointed to a stream in front of him, and Yi Ran added.

"..." Nie Xuan looked at him hesitantly, not understanding what he meant for a while.

Could this be a way of dying that he had never heard of?

"Hurry up?" Yan Ning urged again, and a few gloom flashed in his eyes, "Can I teach you how to do it myself?"

Nie Xuan thought to himself that this is really an elusive son of a bitch, and hurriedly took off his clothes with a few clicks.

His whole body was exposed—faint traces that hadn't completely faded away.

Qin Pifeng's eyes froze, and he suddenly pulled Nie Yi over to stop him from taking off his pants: "It's done."

Then calmly blocked Yan Ning's unclear sight with his body, Qin Banditfeng exerted a little force with his palm, and Nie Xuan was the first to enter the water.

Nie Xuan was already dizzy from the heat, but at this moment he was suddenly stimulated by the cool stream water, and let out a low moan of satisfaction in comfort.

When he looked up again, he saw Qin Bandit Feng calmly standing aside, looking at him silently.

On the bank, Yan Ning had already sat down against a tree, closed her eyes with her hands on her pillow, and didn't know if she was thinking about something or fell asleep.

Nie Jue sized him up for a while and then looked away. Unexpectedly, the son of a bitch really just asked them to take a bath, but suddenly didn't know what to say to Qin Banditfeng.

He obviously thought about a lot of problems along the way, many, many.

What's wrong with your mouth, can't you open it?

Nie Yu wiped his face pretending to be calm again, and looked straight at Qin Banditfeng unconvinced.

Then his ears turned red.

Speaking of which, it was the first time he faced him like this since Qin Guifeng "cured" him that night.He stared at his shining chest at close range, saw the water drops running across his beautiful waist, which was full of strength, and his mind was full of sweat rolling down from it in the haze.

"Gudong" swallowed, and Nie Xuan's whole face became hot again.

So in order to relieve the awkward atmosphere, he coughed twice artificially, and finally spoke.

"Then what, why don't I just take off my pants."

The drenched cloth stuck to his legs, which was really uncomfortable and affected his performance.

"..." Qin Guifeng saw that he was rarely at a loss, but he still looked serious and playful, a slight smile flashed in his one-eyed eyes.

But he quickly regained his composure, and said seriously, "You know everything."

Nie Xie's face froze when he heard the words.

He first looked at him suspiciously, then guessed that Yan Ning must have told him the story of that night.

Oh shit.

Dasha*.

If I don't know, how long do you want to hide it?

Can't I just let Lao Tzu die?Who the hell wants your Ziwei heart?

During those ten years when you picked up bad food at the foot of the mountain and were beaten, scolded and insulted arbitrarily, I was accompanied by beauties on the mountain who enjoyed delicious food and spicy food!

I am not moved at all!

I even think your sloppy look is so barren and funny!

——This was originally planned by Nie Xuan, so he scolded him to death first.

But not only did he not swear when they first met, at this moment, his hands were unconsciously stirring together under the water, but after a long while, he raised his head and only stammered slightly.

"Give Ziwei Xin to me with your own hands... and it doesn't hurt at all?"

As he said that, Nie Xuan frowned, his eyes fell on Qin Banditfeng's heart, and he reached out to touch it lightly.

That was the place imprinted in memory, but right now, there is only a hideous scar left after he was stabbed by Shen Xi.

Bandit Qin's calm, one-eyed eyes suddenly set off waves.

Nie Xuan sighed, and said in a low voice: "I was only robbed of Qishajue before, and I was in pain for three days, and I lost my soul. The Ziwei heart that you gave up all that year has fused with your life long ago. , You said you, how can you do it? You don’t like me that much either——uh!”

Before he could finish speaking, Nie Zhen was suddenly kissed by Qin Banditfeng.

This kiss was cloudless and rainy, bubbling and gurgling, but without the slightest lust. It was the sky that suddenly broke through the Qin bandit's silence for more than ten years, and it was also what he lost and regained without regret.

When he let go of Nie Zhen, he said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't know... how to like you before."

Nie Xuan stared at him blankly, and the pile of questions he had listed when he came was completely forgotten.

While thinking about it, a bold idea secretly rubbed the probe.

He blinked twice, followed Qin Pifeng's words, and asked expectantly: "Then you understand now?"

Qin Bandit looked at him fixedly and nodded.

"I'm willing to do everything," but Qin Banditfeng said slowly into Nie Yu's shining eyes, "So you don't have to feel indebted."

"..."

As if he didn't notice Nie Xuan's frozen face, Qin Pifeng said to himself: "I've been keeping it from you, but I don't want you to forgive me for this matter."

"I won't force you, Nie Zhen."

The bold idea that Nie Xuan poked his head out was instantly crushed to death.