Chapter 219: Fan Wai Jiu · Spring Breeze Crosses You

Ye Fusheng took a pill newly developed by Ghost Doctor today, which tastes like jujube.
He pouted, and sincerely suggested to Sun Minfeng: "Would you like to switch back to the last Huaihua honey taste? This is too sweet."
"The last time I hanged you up, this time it was qi and blood, can it be the same?" Sun Minfeng gave him a blank look while meddling with medicine. "Anyway, what's so sweet about this great Chinese New Year? Yes. Leaning on you? "
Ye Fusheng thought for a while and said, "It's a bit. After all, I have a sweet life this day, so I don't have to bother Mr. Sun to add sugar."
"Ye Fusheng, do you know? The most admiration in the next time is never your martial arts, but ..."
"Skinskin." Ye Fusheng blinked at him with both hands on his cheeks. The man in his thirties deliberately behaved so well that he didn't have much sense of disobedience. "I started to work the 'two-skin face' magic at the age of eight. Envy? "
"roll!"
Shaoyuan's ending was naturally driven out of Yaolu, Ye Fusheng smoothed the folds of the corners of his clothes, and when he turned around, he saw a figure flashing on the tree, and immediately a little figure came out of his feet, holding the man firmly in his hand.
"Well, you monkey, climbing the tree on the wall is going to make trouble in Tiangong Temple?" Ye Fusheng carried Xie Li back to the tree. The 13-year-old boy grew up very fast. Now he has a high chest and a face The baby fat has also receded a lot, and the outlines have appeared angular.
Xie Li was caught by him, but he did not panic, and a red satin silk knot in his hand came out. He said, "Uncle Ye, I am helping to hang the red color without peeping."
New Year's Eve is approaching, the mountains and rivers are red, and Ye Fufu returned from the North a few days before his birth. All along the way were decorated with lanterns, preparing for his resignation. In Zhongdu, because of the vast territory and the people ’s well-being, the lights of the Wanjia family have been endless nights since the 5th day. Even if it was lonely, such as the gate of a hundred ghosts, they were slightly relieved by Chu Xi, allowing everyone to follow Indulge a little inside, and be happy.
When Ye Fusheng got up from the bed early in the morning, Chu Xiwei had left Dongming Valley, and he was really bored by himself. Then he came to Yaolu to make trouble for Sun Mingfeng. After all, this person will leave for Xichuan to find Yingxiu. It took a long time before I missed this one to play him.
Ye Fusheng said: "Let's pretend to be in front of me. Your kid looks white and is actually black. Who will treat you as an honest person in the future?"
Xie Li lightly coughed and smiled, "Yes Shu taught you how to be good."
"Yeah, it's all my credit, what are you talking about?"
"..."
Tang Yi'an, the cat painting the lantern in the grass, couldn't hold back. He rushed out and put the lantern in Ye Fusheng's hand. He kept Xie Li behind, and looked up: "Uncle Ye, good for the New Year."
"Aru is so good." Ye Fusheng touched her head, then looked at the lamp in her hand, and raised her eyebrows, "Lianlizhi and Biji?"
"Gifts to Uncle Ye and Master, I wish you all old age."
The girl's family was very attentive, and even an old fox like Ye Fusheng was scratched by her sentence, so she decided to let the two cubs off and happily accepted the lantern: "Thank you, I will give you both money tomorrow."
Tang Yian's eyes turned around and said, "When Master went out this morning, he said he would bring Uncle Ye's ingenious New Year's Eve tonight."
Ye Fusheng narrowed his eyes: "Huh?"
Xie Li poked his head from behind Tang Yi'an and said, "We were practicing in the martial arts field at that time, and Uncle Chu didn't say much, but Uncle Ye gave him ..."
The rest of the words were swallowed back into his stomach. Ye Fusheng stooped and put a red date pill into the mouth of the two little ghosts, and said with a smile: "For your age, you really know too much, and it is easy for cranky children. Long crooked, you know? "
The two cubs looked at each other, and they finally knew that the current person was Junjie, and fled quickly.
Ye Fusheng didn't chase. He walked slowly across the mountain path with the lantern, and Ren Weihan's spring breeze came. Now that the holiday season is approaching, Qin Lanshang bids farewell to Lu Mingyuan and rushes back to accompany Shen Wuduan for the Chinese New Year. He is playing tricks in the small building, and the rest of them have their own things to do. Affairs, rarely hang out.
He walked in a leisurely way like this, and when he walked back into the wind, the sky was completely dark. There are no lanterns outside in Dongming Valley, but there is also a place where you can look back. From here, you can see that the flickering flames are scattered under the night mountain forest, as if the stars in the sky have fallen on the earth.
Liufeng was empty, and there was no one in the usual guard. At this time, no one could see it. Only a lantern was hanging under the eaves in front of the door, and the lotus flower was painted on it. Its clumsy painting skills and confused colors were obviously from Qin Da. Miss's handwriting.
Ye Fusheng remembered passing by Xiaozhu Xiaozhu when he came back, and saw Qin Lanshang wrap her buns with different looks, so this lamp could only be sent by her.
"Ayao, you are back." Ye Fusheng hung the lamp in his hand on the other side of the eaves, then pushed the door in, and unexpectedly saw Chu Xiwei sitting under the osmanthus tree in the courtyard.
The big clover of the master of the ghosts was set aside, and there was still frost and snow on it, which can be seen as he hurried back, and he was lighting a red clay stove to prepare wine, and a four-layer mahogany food box was placed on the table.
Chu Xiwei said, "Yeah," Ye Fusheng sat across from him and said, "When I came back, I bumped into Aru and Xie Li. Seeing the two of them, are you bullying again?"
"The black kid should eat a bamboo shoot fried meat."
Chu Xiwei chuckled and said, "Have you teased people, I only need to glance at you to know, why should someone talk more?"
"Yes, I can't conceal you from anything I do." Ye Fusheng leaned over and squeezed him. "Honestly, where did you go today, did you come back so late?"
He was earlier than the sticky age of his sons and daughters, and Chu Xiwei was also an independent sect master. Even though the two became married, they both took care of each other ’s responsibilities. However, these days were calm and calm on the rivers and lakes. Lian Xinying is also rarely seen circling in Dongming Valley. Ye Fusheng didn't hear about any major incidents around him that required the troubled master to run by himself, or left without even a message.
Chu Xiwei was not dodged by his chin and asked, "Are you angry?"
"Stupid, it's vinegar for the teacher." Ye Fusheng replied without any stubbornness. "After all, this year's season, the talented ladies and beautiful ladies are everywhere in the streets. You are so eager to show your head outside, leave me alone to guard the vacancy, even if you know you may be afraid Even the eyes are stingy and charitable, and they will be as troublesome as the tycoons. "
Ye Fusheng's mouth was upturned during his speech, and his eyes were full of smiles. He gave Chu Xi a whisper of ears filled with ears. He was already very drunk when the wine was not hot.
He said seriously: "I didn't look at anyone, just thinking about you."
Ye Fusheng's stomach is full of bad water, and he can talk for three days and three nights without heavy samples. There have been countless times in the play where there is no disadvantage, but he always loses a simple and sincere heart to Chu Xiwei.
He took Chu Xiwei's face and kissed him hard before letting go. His smile was brighter and brighter than the lights in the courtyard, and almost shook Chu Xiwei's eyes.
The wine, which was hot in the hot water of the red furnace, had exuded a fragrant aroma, and it smelled mild.
Ye Fusheng sucked his nose and his eyes lit up: "Good wine."
"The chef of Baiwei Pavilion in Huadeng Town was originally a Tianjing man. His father used to be an imperial cook, but he made a mistake and was expelled from the palace gate. It ’s hard to taste the taste of 'spring style' when people drink it and don't sell it.
"The wine name 'Spring Demeanor'?" Ye Fusheng smiled when he saw Chu Xi slightly nodding, "Good name. But since he doesn't sell it, how did you get it?"
Chu Xi said faintly: "Baiweige is the business of Baiguimen, I am the master of Baiguimen."
Ye Fusheng laughed at the table.
"Let the Master Hundred Ghosts use their power for personal gains. This pot of wine won't change, and Yemou was lucky." He finished his laugh and raised his hip flask to pour the two of them, and then squeezed his eyes toward Chuxi, Come to have a cup? "
Chu Xiwei was expressionless, but his ears were red, and his movements were not slow at all.
The two got up, their arms were intertwined, and they drank a glass of wine. They did n’t know whether the atmosphere was too good, or whether the wine was really mellow, but they only felt soft at the entrance, but then returned to the pot, but did not feel uncomfortable. It heats up inside and out.
Ye Fusheng's first reaction was that the cub was not honest, and he was prepared to do bad things in the wine. As a result, he looked up and dispelled his doubts.
Chu Xiwei not to mention his face, his neck was red.
In the past ten years, the amount of booze that has been pulled up is not as good as that of the old fox who had soaked in this way when he was young. The bottom leaf of a glass of wine just felt hot. Chu Xiwei even saw sweat on his forehead, and his eyes were forced out by the spirit of drinking. Fresh water light, if people are still sitting upright, Ye Fusheng almost doubts that he is pouring.
"A Yao, so disappointed?" Ye Fusheng felt amused and reached out and touched his face. "Oh, it's still hot, do you want to go in and rest?"
"No, you don't have to ..." Chu Xi opened his mischievous hand slightly, "I'm not drunk, just a little ..."
Ye Fusheng continued at the right time: "You are not the upper body, but the upper body."
Chu Xiwei: "..."
He wanted to clean up the old again.
Without waiting for Chu Xiwei to put his idea into practice, Ye Fusheng had already accepted it. He immediately sat back and said, "Aru said that you prepared a unique annual ceremony for me, is this pot of" spring style "?"
Chu Xiwei was interrupted by him, let go of his sloppy hand, and don't ignore it.
But although his face was facing the Osmanthus fragrans tree, the afterglow of his eyes could not stop glancing at the food box, how could he not be found by Ye Fusheng?
He smirked and indulged the other party's little arrogance, which was unknown to outsiders, and uncovered the lid of the food box himself, but his hands were in the air.
There are four layers in the food box. In addition to the hot water used to keep warm, there are two dishes and one soup, namely Babao Stuffed Duck, Braised Carp and Shrimp Soup.
This dish is very common, but Ye Fusheng loves it.
When he was a child, he lived with his master and his wife. The clear sense of smell was slower than others, so cooking skills can eat the dead. In order to live a life, Gu Lifang began to wash his hands and make soup. But the hand that used the sword is not this piece of material. Most of the things she made are only edible, and only three dishes are considered delicious.
Gu Xiao changed these three dishes from snacks to large, and once changed, but he always swallowed the jujube. For this, he admired the mother and daughter for ten years of chewing slowly, but later, he wanted to eat these three dishes But I can't find the old taste anymore.
He picked up the chopsticks and opened the duck belly to reveal the mushrooms, winter bamboo shoots, scallops and other ingredients, and then picked up a piece to taste.
This dish was originally salty, but Gu Lifang was born in the Southland and loves spicy flavors. He always likes to add pepper and other things to the sauce. If the restaurant outside does not specifically propose it, he will never make this taste. of.
Chu Xiwei was still secretly watching, seeing Ye Fusheng turned his head like this, warmly covering the back of his cool left hand with his palm.
"When I went to Dongling last month, I asked the director about the past, and then I wanted to make you a good meal." Chu Xiwei tried to make his tone calmer, "How do you think?"
He really can't cook. These days, he hasn't spared much time to learn from Baiweige chef, and he has to work hard to hide the traces. He went out early this morning and spent a day in the kitchen, ruined by him I do n’t know how many dishes were dumped. Even if I tasted something wrong with my own mouth, I have to start from the beginning. Not only did I feel tired, but I also almost killed the watchdogs in the restaurant.
When the chef couldn't help but want to protest against the offender, Chu Xiwei was finally reluctantly satisfied. He returned with his hands holding the food box, and waited for a while under the light of the tree shadow. His heart was beating.
Ye Fusheng didn't open his mouth, but moved his chopsticks to the braised carp. After he drank a bowl of soup, he wiped his mouth and suddenly got up and dragged Chu Xi slightly.
Chu Xi was shoved on the tree trunk unpreparedly, waiting for his words to be overwhelmed, and the perpetrators had already kissed him down.
Both of them are self-sustaining, and even love has never been indulgent, so that for the first time in two years since they became married, Ye Fusheng solicited him so fiercely for the first time.
Chu Xiwei was stunned for a moment, and then responded.
The two men were of similar height and similar body, and their limbs were intertwined when they kissed on the tree trunk, as if their limbs and bones were eager to fuse with each other in one place regardless of each other. The sweat beads on Chu Xiwei's forehead were rolled down along his face. Ye Fusheng followed this shallow mark from the side of his face to the neck fossil, and then pulled the collar of the other side with his lips.
Chu Xiwei clasped the back of his head with one hand, the five-finger dismantling belt was inserted in the blue silk, and the right hand was arbitrarily groping along the back of the neck to the spine line. The root bones rise and fall with his light or heavy strokes, and the whole person is like a trembling string.
"……I feel good."
Ye Fusheng bowed his head on his shoulders and neck, and suddenly opened his mouth, breathing thinly when he spoke, his voice trembling, and greedily kissed and bite on his neck, and finally kissed his lips.
This time there was no instantaneous touch, but he took the initiative to stick out his tongue, and after Chu Xiwei slightly opened his teeth, he drove straight in and started a long kiss, exchanging the warmest breath of each other.
For a long time, Ye Fusheng held Chu Xiwei's face with both hands, and ten fingers were trembling, like holding this world treasure.
He kissed his eyebrows softly and said softly and slowly in a near-pious tone: "For me, no one is better than you ..."
Chu Xiwei's breathing became thick, and the things under his abdomen were ready to go, and he laid on Ye Fusheng's thigh base through the clothing.
He has seen so many sensual appearances in recent years, but no one has ever let him get lost in one sentence and one kiss.
Isn't the word "love bell" the most drunk and unwilling to wake up in the world?
Chu Xiwei was originally thinking of drinking and tasting with him. It is a rare taste to talk about his own words at this dimly lit place. Now ... go to his mother's taste!
Ye Fusheng only felt that the thing against the base of his leg was not satisfied with rubbing, and began to stab it intentionally or unintentionally. His hand still held Chu Xiwei's face, tangled for a moment in front of the beautiful color in front of him, and finally gave up his heart. , Took a step back.
"Wait first! I have something for you!"
Chu Xiwei was unfastening his belt with one hand, and his body was unprepared. He was stunned, and he watched the man with a disheveled clothes storming into the house like a wind, and the fire burned from the abdomen to the top of his head in an instant, almost rushing up to directly The old fox who ran away after finishing the trick was on the spot.
As a result, he didn't wait for him to sacrifice the town demon tower, and the old fox had returned.
Ye Fusheng turned out to be a string of crystal clear sugar gourds.
Seeing this, Chu Xiwei hesitated for a moment between taking off immediately and waiting for a while, and finally chose the latter, saying angrily: "Just this?"
Ye Fusheng couldn't help but put the sugar gourd in his mouth: "Eat you!"
The syrup was wrapped quite thickly, and there was a strong sweet taste at the entrance. Chu Xi frowned slightly and bit the next one, but unexpectedly raised his eyebrows.
The hawthorn wrapped under icing is very sweet.
When he was young, he especially loved to eat sweets, but the mother-in-law would never allow him to taste more for her teeth. Gu Xiao's candied gourd was the biggest thought of Chu Yao when he was young. But he picked his mouth so badly that he wouldn't nibble on the sour hawthorn every time he licked the icing. He would always throw away two or three of them, but Gu Xiao took it off and ignored it.
"Rock candy is so sweet, why is hawthorn so sour?"
"Hawthorn trees grow, you protest with it."
"No matter what, I will eat sweet."
-"I'm used to your faults."
"The two of us are really insane, you want to cook for me, I want to get used to you again." Ye Fusheng watched him daze at the candied fruit and couldn't help laughing, "Come and eat, I will buy this morning A basket of hawthorns, I tasted them one by one, picked the sweetest ones for you to make, and my teeth were about to fall, and my lunch was dealt with casually. "
After a pause, he said again: "If you like it, I will make it for you in the future. Anyway, as the days grow, I will accompany you to taste it."
Wuwei Chenza is the world.
Chu Xiwei's eyes were a little hot.
He slowly chewed the sweet hawthorn in his mouth, feeling that it was sweet from the tongue to the five internal organs, and then smoothly inserted the candied fruit on the table, raised his hand around the leaf floating life, and gave him a sweet kiss.
This time Ye Fusheng didn't play tricks on him again, the two people's desires for each other were obvious, no outsiders were around, and there was no reason to hold back the disease.
Chu Xiwei's hands untied Ye Fusheng's clothes like peeling off petals. Ten fingers began to split from the thin waistline, half of them patrolling up and half sliding down.
Xi Wu's people have never allowed people to touch their backs, because it is dangerous and sensitive. When Chu Xi's slightly hot hands reached in with a cool night breeze, Ye Fusheng's back shuddered and his legs tremble a little.
His own hand descended from Chu Xiwei's well-defined chest and abdomen, protruding into the already loose waistband, holding the fiery weapon, gently buckling his finger ring, and then scratching maliciously.
Chu Xi took a cold breath and twisted his eyebrows to watch his lifeless movements. He gritted his teeth and said: "If you let it go, you will be at your own risk."
His hand landed threateningly on that sturdy part. He grabbed the whole hand hard, feeling the flesh swell from his fingers, his voice getting dumb and his eyes darker and deeper.
Slightly lowering his head from this angle, he could see the faint red milk beads under Ye Fusheng's open shirt, slightly hidden by the snowy silk satin tunic, revealing light colors, such as the dim firelight under the lantern paper.
Ye Fusheng bit his neck lightly, his voice hoarse, his tongue protruding from between his lips and teeth, licking the throat knotted up and down.
"Your jug ​​of wine today ... hey, it's time to pour it." He murmured softly, his eyes fainted with a thin red, which was even dazzling than the peach blossoms of spring.
Chu Xi held his breath slightly, bent his arm through his knee, and picked up his left leg.
"Just let me ... spring breeze, once."
As soon as Ye Fusheng's voice fell, he felt a flower in front of him, and the whole person was shoved on the tree trunk, swapping places with Chu Xiwei.
The body was cold, the cover clothing fell to the ground, the man put his left leg in the arm bend with one hand, and lifted his waist with one hand, fitting the most secret parts of the two close together in an irresistible posture.
"Floating ..."
He chanted his name in his ear, over and over.
Ye Fusheng turned his head to face his eyes, took the initiative to raise his waist and rubbed him.
The gasping laughter disappeared between the lips and teeth—
"Come."