The summer willows swayed gently, and the branches were covered with morning glory.
When the wind blows, my sleeves are filled with fragrance.
Su Bei looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment. Shan Wulan's snowy neck was dotted with a few dots of vermilion, and his jade arms lightly covered his body.
Only the bellyband that seemed to be made of carefully selected light silk was exposed. It was extremely light and thin, like cicada wings. Under the hazy moonlight, the delicate snow color wrapped in it was vaguely visible, just like the half-wiped white mass.
Son.
Seeing the beautiful scene in front of him, Su Bei swallowed subconsciously, stepped forward, and put his arms around Shan Wulan's waist.
Su Bei quickly shook his head, releasing the state of selflessness, trying his best to keep himself in a sober state, and opened his mouth:
"That... Lanbao'er..."
Before he finished speaking, the next moment, cold red lips blocked what Su Bei wanted to say.
An elegant fragrance poured into Su Bei's mouth.
This sudden attack made Su Bei so drunk that he was momentarily speechless and just looked at her dreamily.
Immediately, he felt a cruel thought in his heart. Who cares if Ji Bao'er is there or not? How can there be any reason to extrapolate what was delivered to the door?
It's rare for Lanbao'er to be so proactive today. How can he still be considered a man if he hesitates?
"嘤咛."
Shan Wulan was kissed by Su Bei. She supported her body with her bare hands and was held tightly in his hands.
Her eyes suddenly widened, she didn't know there were so many ways to kiss, her cool eyes seemed to overflow with shyness, she sighed at her boldness tonight, but refused to close her eyes, just looking at him.
Looking at this man who gave himself a promise.
Su Bei brought her to the bed and kissed her so deeply that she had no time to look at the inexplicable bulge on the bed.
Ji Nanjue's eyes were wide open, which was extremely obvious in the dark room. His body stiffened and he almost screamed, but he held it back for a while. His face turned pale, biting his lower lip, and looked in front of him in disbelief.
In this scene, his little hands tightly grasped the quilt covering his head.
"Su Tao Tao??"
"He's crazy!?"
He stretched out two fingers and pinched Su Bei's waist hard. His breathing was rapid, but he didn't dare to expose himself. He could only stare at Su Bei with his eyes wide open, almost pleading.
Shan Wulan turned his back to her, so that Su Bei could just see Ji Nanjue's eyes exposed outside the quilt.
But seeing that the person next to the pillow seemed unmoved, still looking immersed in it, he couldn't help but clench his teeth in anger.
"Lanbao'er..."
Su Bei lowered his head to catch her feet.
Shan Wulan subconsciously put away his jade feet. After thinking about it and knowing his little hobby, he relaxed his body.
Qiaying held the jade foot in Su Bei's hand and arched it slightly. There was only a layer of silk stockings between them. Feeling the soft and boneless jade foot in her hand, she couldn't help but squeeze it hard.
Shan Wulan's pupils shrank slightly, and suddenly she felt something moving behind her. She wanted to look back, but Su Bei pulled her over and whispered:
"Be good, don't move."
Then, in her shyness, she took off her stockings, and could vaguely see light blue blood vessels, ten jade toes, as crystal clear as pearls, extremely moist, and slender feet.
Su Bei couldn't help but reached out and held her ankle...
Shan Wulan frowned, half-squinted his eyes, and lay on the bed.
Yao's nose wrinkled again this time, and she could clearly smell the scent of another woman on Su Bei's bed that didn't belong to her.
Just as he was about to ask something, the last piece of clothing on his body came off.
"Don't be so rude..."
...
Ji Nanjue, who was leaning sideways and hiding tightly in the corner, looked at the scene in front of her with disbelief between her eyebrows. She bit her lower lip tightly, feeling that her heart had never been so shocked.
He is so shameless... How dare he do it in front of me...
Ji Nanjue's phoenix eyes were wide open, but when she saw that Su Bei didn't react at all, her cheeks were filled with shyness, and she wanted to turn around and not look at what was happening in front of her, but her body refused to obey her, and she kept glancing to the side with her peripheral vision.
.
Ji Nanjue was so angry that her teeth itched, but she didn't want to look, but she lay aside and watched everything in front of her.
After thinking about it, I really couldn't bear it.
He raised his hand and pinched Su Bei's waist hard.
"hiss--"
Su Bei took a breath of cold air.
Shan Wulan quickly stopped moving and looked at him with confusion:
"Husband...what's wrong?"
Su Bei coughed lightly and covered it up casually:
"that......******."
Shan Wulan's face instantly turned red, and he raised his hand and hit Su Bei on the back.
I know Northern Jiangsu best, so I just feel that there must be a lot of strangeness in it.
It seemed that Su Bei had been acting a little unnatural since he came to the door, but for a while he didn't know what was going on.
Ji Nanjue's eyes were watery as she looked at the two people in front of her. She didn't know how to resist Su Bei's extravagant advances. It seemed that a big hand had touched her calf unknowingly.
I can only close my eyes and lean back slightly.
But he didn't dare to say a word, for fear that Shan Wulan would hear him.
Covering the corners of his mouth tightly with one hand, he forced himself to turn his back and ignore Su Duodun's annoying movements.
It's quiet at night.
The room was dark, with only the light from the bright moon in the sky.
Shan Wulan's cheeks were dripping with sweat and wet with peach blossom rouge.
It was a rouge developed from the finest peach blossoms in Taocheng. The scent of peach blossoms spread out in the room, making it quiet and confusing, and heart-warming.
Shan Wulan's white hair was somewhat scattered on the pillow, his face was flushed, and his body was lying weakly on the quilt.
The bellyband fell to the ground, and beside him there was a pair of pure white socks.
Maybe because he didn't have much strength, he put his arms around Su Bei's neck and muttered:
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"Well, Lanbaoer is the most fragrant."
"Um......"
"..."
"Ah sneeze——"
An irrepressible sneeze instantly woke up the sleeping room.
Ji Nanjue wiped her nose and looked at the two people who were looking towards her with tears in her eyes.
Su Bei: "..."
Shan Wulan: "(⊙?⊙)"
Ji Nanjue: “(⊙﹏⊙)”
There was silence in the room.
Su Bei was a little embarrassed, scratched his head, subconsciously looked at the moonlight outside the window, and recited a poem seriously:
"It smells so good, the peach blossoms are shining brightly..."
"Um?"
Shan Wulan's eyebrows were condensed and she glanced at him slightly, full of doubts.
Then his eyes passed through the layer of shadows and saw Ji Nanjue, who had her eyes closed tightly, but her eyelashes were still trembling, leaning in the corner and dozing.
For a moment, Shan Wulan's eyes were full of shock and embarrassment. He was obviously frightened. He looked at everything in front of him and leaned down again, looking at himself without a trace. For a moment, he was confused and ashamed, and he clenched his teeth tightly.
Lower lip, I want to say something, but...
"You and I......"
When Ji Nanjue saw that the matter was revealed, she wrapped the brocade quilt covering her body tightly around herself and looked at Shan Wulan with rapid breathing.
"Just... did you see everything?"
Shan Wulan's mind was in confusion, and he quickly picked up his clothes from the ground and put them on.
I couldn't help but come to Su Bei in the middle of the night, could I still encounter this person?
"You...why don't you leave? You've been watching here the whole time!"
Shan Wulan's expression changed, and he glanced at Su Bei, who looked innocent, and then looked at Ji Nanjue, who was also covering his face and making it difficult to see anyone.
"Shall I leave?"
Ji Nanjue was originally a little ashamed. After all, she had witnessed a big show with her own eyes. Not to mention the unbearable physical reaction, she was actually accused in person?
How about you come first?
"I just watched what happened?"
"And I was the one who came first, sister."
“I don’t know who was calling ‘good brother, Wulan is a good ****?’?”
Shan Wulan gritted her teeth tightly, all the embarrassing things she had just done were seen by this dead woman in front of her. Even if she was unwilling to accept it in every possible way, what could she do?
But now the problem is losing face. When she asked this question, her temper suddenly rose. Anyway, the most embarrassing thing was seen, so she simply threw the jar and threw her clothes on the ground, crossing her arms.
Waist, his tone became aggressive:
"You are shameless! It was obviously you who told no one to come at night."
"I didn't promise you. What happened when I came?"
"Don't you scream like a piece of wood?"
"Also, what is that thing behind you?"
Ji Nanjue's eyes were full of annoyance. Was it all her fault?
When he heard the thing behind him, his face instantly turned red with embarrassment, he picked it up and stuffed it into the storage ring.
After the initial panic, Ji Nanjue's thoughts gradually returned to calm.
Feng Mu stared at Shan Wulan in front of her, and said coldly:
"Su Bei is my husband. To find a husband in the middle of the night, do I need your permission?"
"What? You are only allowed to light the lamp, but I am not allowed to set fire to it?"
"What's the point?"
Su Bei's expression was weird, he was lighting a lamp and setting fire to it...
"Ah--"
Shan Wulan turned his head, staring at Su Bei, breathing up and down, then turned around and looked at Ji Nanjue, and finally said coldly:
"Always like this, it's not an option."
"Today, there must be an end between you and me."
It seems that because of the frankness between the two of them, Shan Wulan's words became more confident.
"Finished?"
"Sister, I think I am more suitable to be a sister than you, no matter in terms of cultivation or age?"
"..."
The sound was a little loud and penetrated the wall.
In the middle of the moonlight, the night is like a blanket, studded with stars.
Agarwood curls and floats, creating shadows on the screen.
Shan Wulan and Ji Nanjue sat across from each other. There was only a low table in the room. The two of them lowered their eyebrows and their long eyelashes moved slowly with their fingers.
Clothes and skirts were scattered messily in every corner of the room, but it was obvious that the two women in front of them didn't care whether they were wearing clothes or not.
"that......"
Su Bei coughed slightly and wanted to express his thoughts.
However--
"Shut up!"
Two voices came from both sides at the same time.
Then Su Bei was stared at by two eyes and involuntarily lowered his head, looking at his knees silently.
"As a woman next to her husband, shouldn't she just use her age and behavior to measure her status in his heart?"
"Isn't it based on my feelings for him?"
"..."
Shan Wulan fiddled with her fingers, raised her head and stared directly at Ji Nanjue.
A slight smile appeared on the corner of Ji Nanjue's lips, her phoenix eyes narrowed, and she looked at her lightly, tapping her index finger on the low table, making a "dong-dong-dong" sound.
"Emotions? Tell me, what do you think?"
Shan Wulan raised his eyes slightly, lifted the pot of wine that Su Bei had placed on the table with his bare hands, poured three bowls on the table, then withdrew his hands and folded them on his knees, and then said lightly:
"Do you know your husband's birthday? Do you know your husband's preferences?"
"What does he like most and what does he hate the most?"
"Do you know your husband's character?"
After staying in Jianzong for hundreds of years and following Su Bei, Shan Wulan naturally knew all of Su Bei's preferences. She didn't believe that the woman in front of her could know better than herself just by staying beside him for more than a month.
More details.
Ji Nanjue's phoenix eyes narrowed, then she picked up the drink on the table and drank it provocatively:
"His favorite is Dongguo's soy sauce beef."
"I'm good at making wine, but rarely drink. I'm good at swordsmanship, but I hate practicing swordsmanship."
"I have never been very interested in anything, but I have never been very disgusted with anything."
"He treats everyone around him very gently, but when it comes to big things, his attitude is extremely tough. He always talks about not causing trouble, but when he really encounters something that needs help, he always feels like it in his heart.
A little justice remains.”
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Shan Wulan was slightly startled after hearing this and did not answer.
It seems that I have never noticed what Ji Nanjue said.
In his own memory, Su Bei loved practicing swordsmanship. He had practiced swordsmanship at Bujian Peak for at least hundreds of years, and he treated Jiandian like a son.
He does always have a smile on his lips, but his gentleness is only reserved for those around him, and it is rare to see him perform any righteous deeds.
However, in recent decades, Northern Jiangsu has indeed become somewhat different from before. What Ji Nanjue is talking about is exactly what Northern Jiangsu has been like during this period of time.
"What? You stopped talking?"
Ji Nanjue glanced at Shan Wulan and put down the wine bowl in her hand.
Shan Wulan looked at the wine in the bowl, picked up the same drink and drank it in one gulp.
"Senior brother, it's not just what you say..."
.......
Late at night!
Li Zijun tossed and turned, unable to sleep, so he jumped out of bed and looked at the moonlight in the sky silently.
"We are almost to Nandu..."
It seems that as the distance to Nandu gets closer, Li Zijun becomes more anxious.
As the day of detaining the Immortal Sect is getting closer, the day of seeing Xiao Ruoqing and Mo Li again is also getting closer.
What kind of expression should I put on when I see them again?
To protect Master, we need to untie the knot in the minds of the two senior sisters and tell them some of the reasons for this.
"It's not simple..."
Li Zijun tilted his head, raised his little hand gently, squinted his eyes and took advantage of the moonlight.
The swaying ice blue hit her cheek.
I know the personalities of the two women very well. Senior Sister Xiao Ruoqing is very easy-going, but Senior Sister Mo Li sometimes seems to be a stickler and is awkward.
"Let's get it straight. Senior Sister Xiao Ruoqing is fine, but I'm afraid that Senior Sister Mo Li..."
She sighed softly, her little hand was like a question mark, and then murmured in a low voice: