Sui Yuan didn't know what kind of psychological impact his words had on Zhao Xihe last night, making him so worried that he almost killed the protagonist Shou and the protagonist Gong together in advance, he just felt very good and refreshed!
— No matter what kind of annoying matter, just leave it to Zhao Xihe to solve it! All in all, Sui Yuan has been spoiled by Zhao Xihe.
Sui Yuan, who is in a good mood, naturally finds everything pleasing to the eye, and even the protagonist Shou, who was in a bad mood before, is much more handsome and handsome. Unprecedented, Sui Yuan gave Nangong Yi a happy smile, and the young man's hands trembled in fright, he dropped the steamed bun he had just picked up into the bowl in front of him, and the warm porridge splashed all over his face.
Sui Yuan: "..."
Nangong Yi: "... qaq"
5237: "It's hard to find someone who is even more stupid than the stupid master..."
In a hurry, he took the handkerchief Sui Yuan handed over, and wiped off the porridge on his face and clothes. Nangong Yi quietly looked at Sui Yuan's expression, and found that he had no contempt or dissatisfaction other than helplessness and pampering. , and then he breathed a sigh of relief, coughed lightly, and changed the subject to help himself: "Elder brother, are you in a good mood today?"
"Well, it's okay." Sui Yuan smiled and nodded, then watched Nangong Saonian secretly put the handkerchief into his arms after wiping the front of his clothes.
Sui Yuan: "..."
Realizing that his senior brother noticed all his subconscious actions, Nangong Yi blushed again: "That... the handkerchief is dirty, I will return it to senior brother after I wash it."
"Nonsense! This is already the third handkerchief! He hasn't returned any of it!" 5237 dismantled it unceremoniously, almost causing Sui Yuan to follow suit: "It's okay, brother can handle it by himself."
Nangong Yi seemed to be guarding his clothes, completely ignoring Sui Yuan's previous words: "Could it be that something good happened to senior brother last night? Otherwise, why are you in such a bright mood today?"
Sui Yuan: ... I think the protagonist Shou's skin seems a little thicker, is it an illusion
"It's a good thing... I probably met an old friend." Not intending to hold on to such shameful details as the handkerchief, Sui Yuan changed the topic graciously.
"Old man?" Nangong Yi was a little confused and upset, "Who is that? Do I know him?"
"You don't know him. It's an old friend of my brother's before he learned art." Sui Yuan said without blinking his eyes, "Meeting an old friend in a foreign land, the former friend is doing well now, so I'm naturally happy."
Nangong Yi nodded, and seemed to realize that Sui Yuan didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't break the casserole and asked the bottom line, but silently kept this "old friend" in his heart.
After breakfast, Nangong Yi went back to his room in desperation and changed into a clean new dress, and then he and Sui Yuan came to celebrate his birthday together with a birthday present.
Although they were old friends, their master and Shou Xing were no more than nodding acquaintances, and they had just entered the rivers and lakes and were not well-known, so they were not paid much attention to. On the table of the younger generation.
When facing people other than Sui Yuan, Nan Gongyi finally regained his cheerfulness and talkativeness, and quickly established a good relationship with the young heroes at the same table. Sui Yuan, on the other hand, only responded politely when asked, and spent most of the rest of the time focusing on taking care of Nangong Yi, remaining silent. It's just that the warm temperament around him is really annoying, and the act of taking care of the younger brother gently and properly received a lot of goodwill and praise, and it also made the cheeks of the young heroines on the table next to him flush and look sideways.
Nangong Yi: Being taken care of by senior brother makes me happy~ So many people are looking at senior brother and I feel so uncomfortable...
As the opening time approached, there was an endless stream of people who came to celebrate the birthday. The whole hall was full of voices and joy. No one could have imagined that this place would be covered in blood and flames soon.
Just when Sui Yuan poured Nangong Yi a cup of hangover tea and told him not to drink too much, he suddenly felt a needle-like gaze fixed on him. Sui Yuan's heart shuddered, he couldn't help turning his head, facing the direction of the line of sight.
Although the man's face was unfamiliar, Sui Yuan immediately recognized Zhao Xihe's aura, and subconsciously stopped the movement of pushing the teacup with his hands.
—Being gentle and considerate to others in front of Zhao Xihe, being considerate and attentive to others, the pressure is so great...
"Brother, what's the matter?" Nangong Yi, who had been watching Sui Yuan's every move from the corner of his eye, also responded immediately and asked with concern.
"Nothing." Sui Yuan tried his best to maintain the persona, shook his head and replied, but couldn't help but sit up straight, a little farther away from Nangong Yi, and his caring movements of picking up vegetables for him were also greatly reduced.
Nangong Yi frowned slightly, although he felt that his senior brother had suddenly become a little strange, but now was not the time to delve into it, so he had to suppress his doubts.
Seeing that Sui Yuan restrained his movements, although he was still not satisfied, Zhao Xihe also knew that this was the limit of the dedicated (?) Sui Yuan. With a soft "tsk", even if Zhao Xihe wanted to pull Sui Yuan to his side to dominate, and then let the plot go as far as possible, at this moment he had to hinder Sui Yuan's will, a little He softened his piercing gaze.
"Which one are you looking at? The young son of Yushu Lanzhi, or the innocent and lovely young hero?" Ning Ze shook his beauty fan, looking at Zhao Xihe, Nangong Yi, and Sui Yuan with interest. Wandering around, I especially want to know who is the person who makes my subordinate who is becoming more and more imposing, deep and restrained, think about it.
For one thing, his family's subordinates have always been strict and self-restraining, and it was the first time in the world that he could have such a strong mood swing. It would be unreasonable not to gossip! Secondly, Ning Ze had to admit that Yu Hao had made him more and more incomprehensible and threatened recently.
Ning Ze is not very attached to the position of leader of the Demon Cult, but this does not mean that he is willing to be a "former leader" who has been kicked out of the position of leader in embarrassment, has nothing, and even faces life-threatening threats at all times. He didn't want to speculate maliciously on the chief protector who had been working hard by his side all the time, but he had to be extra careful, to guard against the other party's sudden attack when his wings were full.
If Yu Hao had a weakness for him to handle, Ning Ze felt that he would be happier.
"Hey, which one is it?" Seeing that his chief guardian didn't answer, Ning Ze asked again with great interest.
"Excuse me, I have no comment." Zhao Xihe replied stiffly, but his eyes were cast on Nangong Yi uncontrollably, trying his best to conceal the softness and affection in it.
Following Zhao Xihe's gaze, Ning Ze successfully locked onto Nangong Yi. He closed his fan, pressed it against his lower lip, and narrowed his long and narrow eyes with radiance and thoughtfulness.
Zhao Xihe, who successfully diverted Ning Ze's attention, sneered twice in his heart.
After struggling in so many worlds, Ning Ze's small thoughts are like a child who just learned to lie in front of Zhao Xihe, let alone his acting skills, which is completely out of class.
In this way, it can not only ensure that Sui Yuan will not be calculated by Ning Ze, but also allow Ning Ze to focus all his attention on Nangong Yi, and urge the two people to love and kill each other as soon as possible. Ying Ying gave a thumbs up, and thought about what kind of posture he should use to ask for credit after seeing Sui Yuan next time.
—Well, the latter is the point!
Just when Ning Ze, who had no idea that he was being tricked by his chief protector, was silently thinking about how to control Nangong Yi in the palm of his hand without any trace, the birthday banquet officially kicked off. Among them, all kinds of compliments and human relations will not be repeated. Sui Yuan is caught between Zhao Xihe and Nan Gongyi, and he has never hoped that the plot can be fast-forwarded and rush to the end.
Afterwards, a series of processes such as poisoning, chaos, the appearance of a black hand behind the scenes, threats, killings, mutual accusations, internal strife, and the revelation of secret treasure clues, etc. Nangong Yi looked at the senior brother who stood in front of him with a sword with sour eyes, and never felt so upset I didn't pay attention to learning martial arts before, so tired that my senior brother had to protect himself even if he was poisoned, and his injuries added to his injuries.
Sui Yuan, who was busy with the plot, didn't pay much attention to other people's reactions. On the contrary, Zhao Xihe, who had been calmly looking at the whole situation, frowned when he found Nangong Yi's uncontrollable emotion and friendship, which made him even more angry. What is worrying is Ning Ze's gaze on Sui Yuan beside him.
Thinking of that damned aura of a heartthrob, Zhao Xihe almost turned the table over.
I don't know if beauty is in the eye of the beholder, Zhao Xihe felt that even if he didn't have any aura, his Suiyuan family should be beautiful, and it couldn't be more logical to attract a lot of people to covet it.
Sui Yuan is completely different from ordinary people due to his accumulative demeanor from various experiences and experiences. Once paired with a beautiful face, he is as dazzling as a firefly in the dark. Of course, Zhao Xihe is also the same, but he already knows how to restrain himself, while Sui Yuan is too immature, so immature that he doesn't know how to make himself stand out from everyone.
His pale face due to injury made him look like a crown of jade, with the charm of stubbornness and fragility intertwined, his slightly trembling but upright figure was like a strong grass in the wind, weak and strong, not to mention that he was once a prince and grandson The son's nobility and the immortal demeanor cultivated in the world of cultivating immortals, his every move is elegant and natural.
Zhao Xihe looked at Ning Ze's slightly obsessed eyes in amazement, and silently put "how to quickly and effectively overthrow the current leader of the Demon Cult" on the agenda.
Fortunately, Ning Ze's ability to control himself was good, and the surprise he showed was only a flash, and there was no trace, which avoided further stimulating Zhao Xihe and causing the other party to go berserk immediately.
"It seems that your little lover already has her own heart!" Ning Ze, who has experienced a lot of love, naturally also saw Nangong Yi's love for Sui Yuan, and teased with a little gloat and a little sympathy .
Zhao Xihe's complexion turned black, and he didn't need to pretend at all that he couldn't get it out of the vinegar vat.
Ning Ze coughed lightly, and had to admit that even he was overwhelmed by his chief protector—jealous men are really scary! The man who was cuckolded is really scary! The man who watched his sweetheart cheating on him was really scary! Ning Ze touched the beauty fan in his hand, and was suddenly worried that his head protector would not be able to bear it, dragging the beauty he just set eyes on to a corner and slaughtering it—that would be too violent!
"Ah Hao, what do you think of this? I'm in charge of hooking up your little lover's sweetheart. When he's moved on, you can sneak in and comfort your sweetheart. In the end, you'll get the beauty back. This method is very good." Not bad, right?" Ning Ze licked his lips and suggested happily.
"...Who do you want to hook up with?" Zhao Xihe finally managed to give Ning Ze some attention.
"Your sweetheart Nangong Ze's brother... what's his name? Shao Zhiyao, right?" Ning Ze's eyes couldn't help but glow faintly at the mention of this name.
Zhao Xihe: "..."
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0007: "Ning Ze, the leader of the Demon Cult, has been added to your blacklist. Do you want to activate the vendetta system immediately?"
Zhao Xihe: "—Open!"
Ning Ze, died.