Jing Shaoci was not in a hurry, but said with satisfaction: "For Yanyan, of course it has to be the best."

Yin Qinghe almost laughed out of anger. At this time, Jing Fengyi and Xie Chence, who had just finished playing chess, came out.

"Chence, this is the lantern this kid made for Xiaowu."

Xie Chence looked up and said with a smile: "It took only a few days to make such a big one. It really took a lot of effort."

Jing Fengyi nodded to his son without saying anything.

"What did he build such a big pagoda for? Is he going to let Xiaowu live in it?"

Xie Chence touched Yin Qinghe's back soothingly and said, "No matter what, this is also his intention."

Yin Qinghe did not refute this sentence. After all, just by looking at the dark green under Jing Shaoci's eyes, she knew how long he had not slept for this flower lantern.

"Okay, you passed."

Jing Shaoci raised his hand and asked the bodyguard to carry the pagoda to the back of the courtyard quietly, preparing to give Yan Zixiu a surprise.

As a result, before Yan Zixiu came back, the other party gave him a surprise first.

Watching Jing Shaoci taking deep breaths while watching the live video, Xie Guanxin smiled dryly and comforted him, "Qiaobei and Xiuxiu are friends, so don't mind it too much, son."

Even though he knew that Lu Qiaobei liked that stick, Jing Shaoci's jealousy was always unforgiving.

Regardless of gender, age, or sexual orientation, anyone who sticks to the little Taoist priest is his public enemy.

After learning about Yan Zixiu's recording of the show, Li Fengzhi drove to the scene as soon as possible.

Yan Zixiu came in pajamas yesterday, so he changed into Lu Qiaobei's clothes this morning.

Fortunately, the height difference between the two is not much, otherwise Yan Zixiu would be very frustrated.

One morning, one was peeling durian with a grin on his face, another was peeling sugar cane in silence, only the fruit shop owner was smiling and simply hung the payment code around his neck.

Li Fengzhi watched Yan Zixiu holding a peeler, flipping it up and down, peeling off the extremely thin black skin, and then quickly chopping it three times, packing four pieces of sugar cane into bags for delivery.

People with good looks look good in everything they do, not to mention the people queuing to buy sugar cane, even the onlookers are pleasing to the eye.

The two were busy until noon, and the program organizer finally announced the end of this round of work.

Lu Qiaobei took the money handed over by the boss and directly gave Yan Zixiu more than half of it.

But Yan Zixiu just came to help, and after thinking seriously, he gently pushed his hand back.

"Keep it for yourself."

Lu Qiaobei was not polite and said directly: "Okay, then I'll treat you to dinner after the show is recorded."

Yan Zixiu neither nodded nor shook his head, but just looked at him speechlessly.

"Zixiu, drink some water."

Li Fengzhi quickly took the thermos cup and put a coat on him.

The program team counted the peak of the live broadcast from last night to noon today, and the director was even happier than the fruit store owner.

Not to mention that three hot searches on Weibo appeared out of nowhere, and the discussion heat was much higher than when it was just broadcast.

After the show ended, Li Fengzhi immediately drove Yan Zixiu back to the Jing family.

Yan Zixiu didn't say a word along the way, just leaning on the co-pilot seat and sleeping.

As soon as he entered the house, Yin Qinghe immediately stepped forward and said, "Xiaowu, are you hungry?"

Seeing Yan Zixiu nodded, Xie Guanxin immediately asked the chef to serve the dishes.

After finishing the meal, he bowed to the four people and said, "Master, uncle, parents, I'm going upstairs to rest first."

"Xiu Xiu, you should sleep a little longer." Xie Guanxin said.

"Thank you, mother."

Yan Zixiu didn't know that Jing Shaoci had returned at this time, so when his hand was on the door handle, he frowned instantly.

He heard another breathing sound.

Yan Zixiu suddenly pushed open the door, but was stunned the next second.

Jing Shaoci was wearing a pajamas, leaning against the head of the bed.

"Why, you don't recognize me after spending a night outside?"

Yan Zixiu rarely showed his emotions, but at this moment, his eyes reflected a little surprise.

"When did you come back? Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Jing Shaoci said coldly, "What's the point of telling you? Aren't you accompanying..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Zixiu strode over and pulled him into his arms.

The familiar aura of attack came towards him again, and Jing Shaoci quickly took the initiative and hugged Yan Zixiu.

"Did you miss me?" He asked with his eyes lowered.

Yan Zixiu leaned on his shoulder and nodded.

"So that's how you think of me, huh?"

Hearing the obvious displeasure in his tone, Yan Zixiu stood up in confusion and asked, "What happened?"

Jing Shaoci uttered three words expressionlessly, "Lu, Qiao, Bei."

Yan Zixiu was helpless and had to simply explain the cause and effect.

"He asked me for help in the middle of the night, and I couldn't refuse."

Jing Shaoci still exuded coldness and sneered, "Then you two can sleep in the same bed, and he dared to say that you smell good?"

Yan Zixiu pinched his fingers and said soothingly, "I have also slept in the same bed with my third senior brother since I was a child, but it's just a break, so why bother about it."

As a result, this remark not only did not calm Jing Shaoci down, but it made him even more angry.

"Why did you sleep separately from me at the beginning? You would rather curl up on the sofa than sleep with me, right?"

Yan Zixiu looked at him, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "At the beginning, you kept saying that I was plotting against you, and whenever I touched you, it was as if I had a tiger's heart."

Divorced, I didn't know Yan Yanxiang, and mistook the master for a sex offender.

Jing Shaoci felt guilty after hearing this, and he didn't dare to lose his temper anymore.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yan Zixiu took the initiative to say, "Damn sweet potato, I didn't sleep well last night, you can stay with me."

Jing Shaoci didn't disagree, and immediately pulled him to the bed.

Yan Zixiu did not go up, but put his phone on the bedside and said, "I'll go take a shower and change clothes first."

But just as he turned to walk towards the bathroom, Jing Shaoci suddenly said, "Wait!"

"What's the matter?"

Jing Shaoci narrowed his black eyes slightly, looked at him and said, "Where did you get this clothes?"

Yan Zixiu coughed slightly and whispered, "Lu Qiaobei's."

Jing Shaoci's face suddenly darkened, "Take it off."

"Okay, I'll change it when I go in."

Jing Shaoci was unwilling to give in, "No, take it off here."

Yan Zixiu exhaled, then turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Jing Shaoci got off the bed directly and immediately attacked him when he caught up.

"Little bitter melon!" Yan Zixiu immediately became serious in the face of his unreasonable behavior.

"Yan Zixiu, if I went out late at night to sleep with someone and came back wearing that person's clothes, you would have beaten me up a long time ago!"

Yan Zixiu paused, and after a while, he let go of his hand as if to compromise.

"Take it off."

Jing Shaoci's big hand grabbed the hem of his clothes, pulled it up, and then threw Lu Qiaobei's sweater to the ground fiercely.

The belt on the waist of the pants was also quickly pulled open, but when it fell to his knees, Jing Shaoci did not make the next move.

Yan Zixiu kept his eyes closed throughout the whole process. After feeling that he stopped, he opened his eyes in confusion and said, "Why don't you continue?"

Jing Shaoci's Adam's apple slid up and down, and he couldn't even speak.

The body lines of the little Taoist priest were too beautiful. Not only were his muscles well-defined, but there were also smooth curves from his back to his waist and hips. The curves were breathtaking in the right places, not to mention his long and straight legs. His

abdominal muscles and waist muscles were perfectly symmetrical, and every detail was just right. Even the whiteness of his skin was just right for his aesthetic taste.

Jing Shaoci felt as if he had torn open a gift that was extremely beautifully packaged, and inside was the thing he wanted most in the world.

"Jing Shaoci?" Yan Zixiu raised his hand and waved it in front of him.

Jing Shaoci's whole body shook, and the moment he raised his eyes, his eyes swept across two places on Yan Zixiu's chest.

The next second, warm liquid fell directly from his nose and dripped onto the back of his hand.

"You have a nosebleed."

Yan Zixiu immediately pressed the Kongzui acupoint on his arm, raised his right hand, and the tissue box placed not far away flew directly over.

After pressing the acupoints for a while, he held Jing Shaoci's arm and led him into the bathroom.

He used his fingers to scoop up cold water and patted it on the other's forehead. When he was about to wash away the blood from his nose, Jing Shaoci said, "I'll do it myself."

Nosebleeds are embarrassing enough. If he lets Yan Zixiu wash his face again, he might as well quit.

After washing his face, Jing Shaoci walked out of the bathroom silently, fearing that another look would be another "bloody disaster." After

taking a shower, Yan Zixiu lay on the bed with Jing Shaoci.

"It's been hot recently, so you should eat less hot food."

He still didn't know why Jing Shaoci had a nosebleed, and thought it was a physical problem.

Jing Shaoci suddenly remembered what he said before, turned over and said, "You said that you have slept in the same bed with your third senior brother since you were a child, so has he ever been attracted to you?"

Yan Zixiu was a little helpless about his idea that he thought everyone in the world liked someone just because he liked someone, so he said, "My third senior brother likes my second senior brother."

Jing Shaoci was stunned for a moment, then said, "Do you find your partners in the Taoist temple based on internal digestion?"

Yan Zixiu smiled and replied, "My eldest senior brother married the second daughter of the Fucheng official family."

"No." Jing Shaoci frowned, "Your master calls you Xiaowu, then why have I never heard you talk about your fourth senior brother?"

Yan Zixiu heard this and said, "There is no fourth senior brother, only fourth senior sister."

He slightly closed his eyes and whispered, "She died before she reached the age of 15."

Jing Shaoci didn't expect to evoke such a past event, and immediately hugged him tightly in his arms, "Yan Yan, I..."

Yan Zixiu interrupted him in a muffled voice and said, "Nothing, take a rest."

Feeling that he was in a bad mood, Jing Shaoci didn't take advantage of him as usual, and just hugged him and closed his eyes.

The two slept until after eight o'clock in the evening. After going downstairs and having dinner, Jing Shaoci immediately took Yan Zixiu to the back of the courtyard.

"I brought you a gift when I was on a business trip."

Jing Shaoci stood behind him and gently covered Yan Zixiu's eyes.

When the light in front of him lit up, he slowly put down his hands.

"A flower lantern, I made it myself."

The bright yellow light reflected into Yan Zixiu's eyes. He looked up at the pagoda in front of him, and his eyes instantly became red.

"Flower, lantern?"

Jing Shaoci hugged him from behind, and before he saw Yan Zixiu's expression, "Yes, it's for you." It was not

until Yan Zixiu raised his hand and touched forward that he noticed that the little Taoist's fingertips were actually trembling slightly.

His heart suddenly tensed up, and he quickly turned the person around, "Yan Yan, what's wrong with you?"

A tear just slid down from the corner of Yan Zixiu's red eyes. He looked at Jing Shaoci without blinking, and said with a sob: "I like it very much, I like the lantern very much."

Yan Zixiu didn't understand why his emotions fluctuated so much. He just felt that when he saw the lantern, he felt satisfied and wronged.

It was as if something had made up for the deepest regret in his heart, but it came too late.

At this moment, Jing Shaoci was also inexplicably heartbroken. He hugged Yan Zixiu into his arms and kissed his hair with tenderness.

"Yanyan, I'm sorry."

At this time, the four people standing on the second floor looked at the scene not far away, and a sense of regret rose in their hearts.

Xie Guanxin turned her head and looked at Yin Qinghe and said, "Xiao Ci will definitely treat Xiu well for the rest of his life."

Jing Fengyi hugged her waist and nodded solemnly to the two of them.

Yin Qinghe smiled, but the smile was a little forced.

"I hope he won't let me down."

Yan Zixiu stood in the courtyard and watched for a long time. He could even count the number of lanterns in the pagoda and the number of windows outside.

Jing Shaoci had been with him all the time. Seeing that he liked his gift so much, he was very happy.

As a result, they watched until nearly 12 o'clock. Jing Shaoci had to hug him and said, "Yan Yan, put this lantern at home. You can see it every day in the future."

Yan Zixiu looked at him with shining eyes, and suddenly remembered something Lu Qiaobei said inadvertently last night.

'Brother Yan, there seems to be a meteor shower tomorrow night. '

He looked up, then put one hand around Jing Shaoci's waist, raised his right hand and chanted the spell, "The true body of the wonderful Tao, the purple and gold auspicious appearance, the golden light covers and covers the surrounding traces——"

As soon as the voice fell, the two disappeared from the spot.

Yan Zixiu took Jing Shaoci to the sky and stood on the top of the cloud.

The rushing sea of ​​clouds under the silver light of the moon was so beautiful that it almost lost its sense of reality.

Jing Shaoci didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and his deep black eyes were filled with unimaginable brilliance.

At this time, a meteor with a blue phosphorus tail drew a long arc in the night sky.

Everything in front of you is enough to make people unforgettable forever, not to mention that two people are watching it together.

Purple-gold spells flowed all over Jing Shaoci's body, protecting him tightly. Yu. Xi. Du. Jia.

"Yan Yan..."

He tightened his grip on the other's hand, and was disturbed by the sudden romance of the little Taoist priest.

At this moment, Yan Zixiu's body changed.

The black silver dragon gauze robe slowly faded, and his hair quickly grew past his waist and fell to his knees.

Just as Jing Shaoci opened his eyes wide, the crown that Yan Zixiu used to tie his hair suddenly broke.

His silver hair was suddenly blown up by the night wind, and in this starry sky, it floated towards Jing Shaoci.

At this moment, it seemed as if all the glory in the world was only to pave the way for the endless beauty before his eyes.

At this moment, Yan Zixiu was so handsome that he was almost evil. In those clear and transparent blue eyes, there was only Jing Shaoci.