Chapter 416 On Su Bei's chest, the two women reached a consensus.
Ji Nanjue, who was sewing sleeves not far away, caught a glimpse of Su Bei heading in his direction, secretly peeking at something.
A gentle smile appeared on his cheek, he stood up and walked towards him, and said softly:
"Husband, let me check your injuries."
"..."
She sat next to him, took off his clothes, gently held the injured area and observed it for a while.
The injuries on Su Bei's body were generally completely healed, and the tender red flesh had gradually become firmer. A satisfied smile appeared on her face, and she glanced at him with her black and white eyes.
Her mature and beautiful face was red and suddenly seemed to be full of charming femininity. She raised her hand to pull up the hair at the temples.
At this moment, Shan Wique walked over with a basket in his hand.
There was a large watermelon in the basket, as well as four plates of exquisite side dishes. There was also a pot of tea on the top. The porcelain pot was wrapped in a towel with a few ice cubes stored in the kiln. There were quite a lot of things.
Green bamboo leaves are chilled, cutting melons and drinking wine, hanging willows by the stream and playing the harp, holding cups and chopsticks, surrounded by red sleeves, and all of them have pretty faces and affection for him. For a romantic scholar, isn't this the most dream life?
Su Bei raised his chopsticks and looked at it, feeling as confused as numbness in his heart.
Do we have to make up our minds to enjoy everything we have now so that we can face life more truly?
How about being reborn and making yourself and the people around you happier?
Regardless of whether it was his intention or not, after all, all of this has come to him.
Shan Wulan was sitting opposite Su Bei, eating some undercooked scallion pancakes. He was imitating Shan Wique's movements in serving dishes. Ji Nanjue rolled up her sleeves and filled the cup for Su Bei.
The wine is golden and green, with a fragrant smell.
Unbearable--
Su Bei felt uncomfortable all over.
This kind of "rotten and depraved" life that embraces both sides is simply too sinful...
Night gradually falls.
Shan Wulan wisely left a place for Su Bei and Ji Nanjue to be alone together. When he was about to leave with his sister, there was a slightly embarrassing cough behind him.
"Ahem——"
"Um, Wulan...where are you going?"
"..."
Ji Nanjue pretended not to care, turned her head away, and fidgeted with her fingers in front of the bonfire, clasping the dirt between her fingers.
Shan Wulan turned her head, leaving Su Bei with a malicious look on her face. In an instant, a blush crept onto her cheeks, but she still said so, pretending to be generous and not caring.
:
"Well, I'll make room for you and Nan Ji, and don't make too much noise at night."
"If you disturb me and my sister, I will get angry!"
"..."
The tone, at least, sounds extremely free and easy.
In fact, Su Bei didn't know what he was thinking.
Su Bei took a step forward, looked deeply into Shan Wulan's somewhat evasive eyes, and then shamelessly said the words that had been buried in his heart for a long time:
"Well, let's stay together. It's hard to meet each other - my husband wants to talk to you all night long..."
"..."
This sentence should have sounded very abrupt, even shameless.
But at this moment, it was so natural to say it in Su Bei's mouth.
After listening to his words, Shan Wulan's silver hair shone with an unusual light under the reflection of the flames. His red lips were half raised, and the corners of his eyes were curved, raising a teasing smile:
"After my husband woke up, his face became thicker and thicker."
"Even 'sleeping with a big quilt' can be said so affectionately..."
"..."
The bright bonfire reflected on the cheeks of the three women. It was obvious that the cheeks of two of them were getting redder and redder, and the only remaining one was a little at a loss.
At least to Shan Wuque, Su Bei is only his senior brother in name, and he has nothing to do with him.
The white dull hair was swaying gently - explaining the embarrassment in her heart at the moment.
Therefore, she stepped back cautiously, holding the pair of somewhat torn black silk socks on her legs with one small hand aimlessly:
"Master...senior brother."
"Well, I'm a little hungry. Let's go kill a bear."
"Maybe I won't be able to come back until tomorrow... you guys do that... ah no, you talk... Junior sister will leave first."
"..."
As he spoke, Daimao spun crazily, like the wings of a helicopter.
——She was getting more and more uneasy inside.
Covering her cheeks that were as red as the morning glow, she fled into the distance as fast as she could.
After running to a position where she thought she would not hear the sound that disturbed her heart, she stopped, hugged her knees with her hands, and sat in front of a big rock.
Xiao Zui gasped softly, patting his chest with his bare hands, constantly calming his heartbeat.
Plop——
Plop——
What kept echoing in his mind was Su Bei's now weathered face.
Hundreds of years have passed - even though the traces of time and the passage of time have passed, she has never forgotten her senior brother.
Shan Wukue lowered his head slightly and buried his little head in his arms. The stupid hair also drooped down, like an eggplant seedling beaten by frost...
After a long, long time, a voice murmured:
"There are so many places around you, why don't you look back at me?"
"It's not just Wulan."
"I miss you too."
"..."
...
In the dark cave.
After Shan Wuque ran away, only the three people from Su Bei were left.
Su Bei knew that Shan Wulan had always only been able to talk a little bit, and this woman was quite arrogant, not to mention Nan Ji, who was now submissive to him——
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! On a relatively flat stone, Su Bei hugged him from left to right, with the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms.
Nanji's waist was still as slender as a weak willow, but from the tactile sensation on her chest, a fragrant fragrance came... and there was even a strange fragrance like a phoenix.
However, there were surprisingly not many distracting thoughts in his heart. Instead, he felt unusually satisfied and had nothing to ask for.
Nan Ji was still a little nervous at first. Although she had done many ridiculous things with him, including playing poker with Shan Wulan on the big bed of the inn... But now in such a ridiculous place
Jingye Ridge, if he makes such a request again...
It's just that Shan Wulan is okay. If he gets to Zhenbeiguan, he forces his queen again...
Ji Nanjue knows Su Bei too well. He always has some perverted thoughts in his heart. Maybe he is already thinking about these things in his mind at this moment...
However - this time, Su Bei just hugged him gently, and Ji Nanjue's body gradually relaxed, leaning Zhen's head on his solid chest, listening to his pounding heartbeat.
On his chest, Nan Ji was looking at Shan Wulan's bright, expressionless eyes.
The long hair of the three people was intertwined at this moment, and their even breathing permeated the surroundings.
Ji Nanjue pursed her red lips tightly, licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, and finally made a decision in her heart.
She tentatively stretched out a small hand towards Shan Wulan.
Shan Wulan was stunned for a moment, her eyes narrowed slightly, thinking... Ji Nanjue could clearly see her confusion at this moment.
However, Ji Nanjue did not take back her hand.
finally--
After a while.
Shan Wulan also stretched out a hand, as if he finally figured it out, and let out a long breath.
this moment.
On Su Bei's chest, the two women reached a consensus.
The outstretched hands were crossed and held tightly together.