Wen Xian raised his eyebrows in surprise, then raised his eyes to look at Yu Fu and said, "Thank you, Miss Yu Fu."
Yufu bowed to her, then walked to the guqin and started playing.
Wen Xian pulled Ye Wuyou to sit at the table and poured him a cup of tea.
Ye Wuyou was not in the mood to drink tea, his watery eyes only stared at Yu Fu who was playing the piano.
Seeing Ye Wuyou staring at Yu Fu, Wen Xian suddenly felt that the tea was extremely sour.
Not noticing anything strange between the two of them, Yu Fu was stroking the strings, and from time to time she would raise her eyes to look at Wen Xian shyly, making Ye Wuyou even more angry.
"I want to drink beer."
Ye Wuyou suddenly said something angrily, making Wen Xian as confused as a monk.
"What did you say?"
Ye Wuyou glared and said word by word, "I said I wanted to drink."
"Don't mess around." Wen Xian frowned and scolded in a low voice.
Seeing Wen Xian being mean to him, Ye Wuyou felt even more aggrieved, "Whoever is messing around, I will drink."
Completely ignoring Wen Xian's dark handsome face, Ye Wuyou turned around and told Caijuan beside him, "Go get me some wine."
Caijuan secretly glanced at Yufu, saw her gently nodding, and immediately bowed in agreement.
"Master, please use it slowly."
Caijuan soon brought a jug of wine.
Seeing Caijuan actually bring the wine, Wen Xian's face instantly turned cold, and an icy air was instantly released.
Caijuan couldn't stand this, so she immediately suppressed the sweetness in her heart and hurriedly retreated.
"puff"
As soon as she left the room, Caijuan couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of old blood.
In the room, Ye Wuyou was holding a wine flask and pouring wine one cup after another, which made Wen Xian's eyebrows jump.
"What are you doing? You'll get drunk if you drink like this."
Wen Xian wanted to grab Ye Wuyou's wine glass, but was suddenly dodged.
Ye Wuyou looked at Wen Xian with drunken eyes, "Brother Xian, you are evil. Did you come here last night?"
Wen Xian took a breath and stared blankly at Ye Wuyou's blurred watery eyes.
Is he angry because of this
can you? Will he be angry because he went to a brothel? Does he really understand this
"why are you not replying?"
Ye Wuyou's nose felt sour and tears welled up in his eyes, but they didn't fall out.
Wen Xian's heart suddenly ached, and he immediately took the wine glass from Ye Wuyou's hand and coaxed, "Be good, don't make trouble, let's go back."
Wen Xian said, and was about to pull Ye Wuyou's hand, but was suddenly thrown away.
"If I don't go back, why can't I come if you can come? If you send me back, do you want to be alone with her?"
Ye Wuyou said and stared at Yu Fu with drunken eyes.
Listening to Ye Wuyou's words, Yu Fu's hand shook violently, and the originally melodious music suddenly broke.
The playing was forced to stop, but Yu Fu couldn't care about it at all. A pair of watery eyes stared at Ye Wuyou and Wen Xian in shock.
They, they really are
Wen Xian was finally sure that Ye Wuyou was indeed angry because of Yu Fu, and he was instantly overjoyed.
"Let's go back."
Suppressing the joy in her heart, Wen Xian ignored Ye Wuyou's resistance and directly picked him up and left the room.
"Master Xian"
Seeing Wen Xian hugging Ye Wuyou and leaving like this, Yu Fu finally couldn't help crying.
"Put me down, I won't go back."
Ye Wuyou kept struggling, trying to get out of Wen Xian's arms.
"No fuss."
With a dark face, Wen Xian slapped his butt "hardly".
Ye Wuyou stopped moving for a moment, only pedaling Wen Xian with tears in his eyes.
Wen Xian looked at Ye Wuyou's aggrieved appearance and felt a little distressed, but instead of putting him down, he quickened his pace.
A silver-robed man on the roof of Fengyue Tower looked at Wen Xian's retreating back with a playful smile on his lips.
"Things seem to be getting more and more interesting."
Wen Xian didn't know that he was being targeted, and his heart was completely focused on the little man in his arms.
It wasn't until Bai Xianxuan that Wen Xian let Ye Wuyou down.
"I hate you."
Ye Wuyou glared at Wen Xian with tears in his eyes, then turned to leave, but was suddenly pulled back by Wen Xian.
"Don't hate me."
Wen Xian ignored Ye Wuyou's struggle and hugged him directly.
Ye Wuyou couldn't break away from Wen Xian's embrace, and suddenly cried in grievance.
"You are bad, you are a bad person"
"Okay, okay, I'm a bad person, don't cry, okay?"
Ye Wuyou cried until Wen Xian's heart was broken. He gently held up the pear-shaped little face and lovingly kissed away the tears on his face.
Ye Wuyou turned away suddenly with a look of disgust on his face, "Don't kiss me, you're dirty!"
That word "dirty" made Wen Xian's heart feel like it was pinched by something, causing pain and a senseless anger.
Ignoring Ye Wuyou's disgust, she forcefully rubbed his face, and then kissed his pink lips fiercely.
Ye Wuyou's eyes widened, and his first reaction was to push Wen Xian away, but Wen Xian was like crazy. The more he struggled, the harder he kissed her.
Rough kisses were very jerky, and they were often bitten more than kisses, but it was such a jerky kiss that made Ye Wuyou gradually become addicted.
Forget struggling, forget being angry, slowly close your eyes, like a boat on the wind and waves, swaying with the wind and rain.
Feeling that Ye Wuyou no longer struggled and resisted, Wen Xian's heart suddenly softened, and the rough kiss gradually became gentle.
Wen Xian didn't want to let go of Ye Wuyou until there was no more air in his lungs after the kiss.
Ye Wuyou blushed and slumped feebly in Wen Xian's arms, his mind going blank.
Wen Xian breathed heavily, held Ye Wuyou's little face, looked into his blurred pink eyes, and said seriously, "Listen carefully, except for you, I have never kissed anyone else. "
He is his calamity in this life, and no one else is qualified to receive his kiss except him.
Ye Wuyou raised his eyes in confusion, seeming to judge the authenticity of these words.
Seeing Ye Wuyou's confused look, Wen Xian's lips curved slightly and he took him into his arms again.
"Fool, don't think about it, everything I said is true."
Ye Wuyou blinked in confusion, suddenly thought of something, and suddenly raised his eyes, "Then why do you still go to the brothel, and often, and that girl Jade Fu?"
Speaking of Yu Fu, Ye Wuyou began to feel aggrieved again, and an unspeakable sourness instantly filled his heart.
He didn't like that Yufu girl, he didn't like her very much.
A wry smile appeared on Wen Xian's lips. It wasn't because of him that he went to the brothel.
Subduing his bitter emotions, Wen Xian explained, "I have nothing to do with her. I only went to the brothel to catch the flower picker."
"Flower picker?" Ye Wuyou raised his eyebrows suspiciously, "Are you serious?"
"Really." Wen Xian nodded firmly.
Ye Wuyou rushed into Wen Xian's arms, "Brother Xian, you are not allowed to like others."
He doesn't want him to like anyone else, not anyone.
Wen Xian's eyes flashed as he hugged Ye Wuyou tightly and rubbed the top of his hair lovingly.
"Okay, I only like Wuyou."
In this life, I only like him.
A wave of sweetness came to his heart, and Ye Wuyou raised his head happily, looking at Wen Xian with bright eyes.
"Brother Xian, when I turn fifteen, we will get married."
Hearing this, Wen Xian's heart suddenly shook.
marriage? Can they
"Brother Xian?"
When Wen Xian didn't answer, Ye Wuyou lightly frowned.
Wen Xian came back to his senses and his eyes flickered, "You are drunk. Are you dizzy? You should sleep for a while."
Without waiting for Ye Wuyou to answer, Wen Xian picked him up and walked to the bed.
Xu was really drunk and started crying again. After only walking a few steps, Ye Wuyou actually fell asleep.
Wen Xian gently put him on the bed and lovingly caressed his tear-stained face.
He didn't want to get married, but he couldn't, and he couldn't.
Ye Wuyou fell asleep and didn't wake up until the next morning.
"Brother Xian"
Looking at the empty room, Ye Wuyou suddenly woke up and got out of bed with bare feet.
In the pavilion next to the lotus pond, Wen Xian was playing the piano attentively.
The sound of the piano is melodious and graceful, but it gives people a very sad feeling.
Ye Wuyou looked at it from a distance and couldn't help but wet the corners of his eyes.
What's wrong with brother Xian? Why do you play such a sad song
After the song ended, Wen Xian saw Ye Wuyou not far away.
Seeing those bare white feet, she frowned warmly and immediately ran from the pavilion to Ye Wuyou's side.
"Why don't you wear shoes?"
He picked him up directly and went to the room.
Ye Wuyou hugged Wen Xian's neck and looked at him blankly, "Brother Xian, are you worried about something?"
Wen Xian stiffened and his eyes flickered.
"What can I worry about? Why don't you wear shoes?"
Wen Xian said as he slapped Ye Wuyou on the butt like a punishment.
Ye Wuyou stuck out his tongue coquettishly, "I forgot."
He just got up and didn't see him, so he panicked and didn't bother to put on shoes.
The big one and the small one standing at the door of Bai Xianxuan frowned at the same time as they looked at their figures.
Han Xiao frowned, and there was anger and worry in his eyes.
Chi Yu also frowned, looking confused, but there was also worry in his eyes.
Han Xiao walked straight into Bai Xianxuan with a cold face, and Chi Yu followed after hesitating for a moment.
"Brother Xiao, Xiaoliu."
Seeing Han Xiao and Chi Yu, Ye Wuyou jumped out of bed happily.
Wen Xian's face darkened instantly, "Put on shoes."
"oh."
Ye Wuyou immediately put on his shoes obediently.
Watching the interaction between the two, Han Xiao frowned even more tightly.
"Let's talk." There was a hint of anger in the cold voice.
Wen Xian was stunned for a moment, looked up at Han Xiao's dark face, and nodded doubtfully, "Okay."
Wen Xian patted Ye Wuyou's head and said, "Have fun with Xiao Liu. I'll be back soon."
"Yeah." Ye Wuyou nodded obediently.
Chi Yu looked at the two people's retreating figures with a worried look on his face.
The two of them left Baixianxuan and arrived at Moxiao Residence.
"What's going on? You have to come to Mo Xiao's residence to talk." Looking at Han Xiao's back, Wen Xian looked confused.
Han Xiao clenched her fists, turned around quickly, and punched Wen Xian's handsome face.
With a "bang", Wen Xian suddenly fell onto the ink bamboo beside him.