Chapter 209: Restlessness

Yan Feng likes children, especially Changjun's son, he likes it from the bottom of his heart, he rarely goes out of the house, and now he can play with a child who can't even turn over all day, but it's really strange, Changjun really can't figure out the reason for this.

Since Qianyu gave birth to a child, Mr. and Mrs. Zhou left, and this bamboo cottage has regained a bit of quiet and spaciousness, not only has its appearance increased a lot, but even its average age has dropped rapidly.

In the colorful season, the fragrance of flowers overflows the bamboo forest, the breeze blows, the petals are like rain, the day of spring has begun to warm, Qianyu is preparing lunch in the house, but several big men are sitting under the tree to take care of the child, Changjun sits on the bamboo mat with a folding fan, and sits with a baby in his arms.

"Yi'er, come, laugh at one" He teased the little baby in his arms who didn't know the language, with a smug face, but unexpectedly Yan Feng on the side rolled his eyes.

"There are thousands of words in the world, but this Changjun alone gave the child a Yi character, has he not returned to the south for many years, and he has even forgotten the words?"

Changjun shook his fan, but Yan Feng shook his head.

"Don't think that if you don't speak, I don't know what you're thinking, this is my son, I can choose a name as much as I like, what? Not convinced? ”

The two looked at each other, and suddenly the fire overflowed, almost not hurting the innocent.

"Yes, he is your son, but I am still his uncle, if I am not sure or dare to recognize him, I will definitely ask you to change his name!" Not to be outdone, Yan Feng continued to roll his eyes.

"Yo, you're kicking your nose in the face!"

As soon as Qianyu came out of the house, he saw such a scene, Changjun and Yan Feng looked at each other angrily, as if they had opinions about each other, but Qianyu knew how good the relationship between the two was, so he didn't worry about whether they would fight.

"Changjun, bring Yi'er in, he should be hungry"

This is conveyed by one look, in the past two months, there is no need to say a thousand words about this kind of thing, as long as one look, Changjun will understand.

"Little naughty, are you hungry? Are you tired after a morning of playing? Qianyu turned his back to Changjun, unbuttoned his spring shirt, and began to feed the child.

Every time this happens, Changjun will sit behind her, it is a beautiful scenery, no matter how you look at it, he often thinks, if Nianru is not disfigured, what kind of appearance will it be? Because Yi'er is very likable, white-skinned, and jade-carved, it is impossible to have such a cute child without good genes.

Changjun frequently looked back at Qianyu, his eyes were blazing, and he kept wandering on her, it's over, this woman has become even more charming after giving birth to a child, mature with unintentional charm, moving and tempting, it's really hard for him to abstain from sex in October, and if it goes on like this, he will not be able to hold it.

"Changjun, why do you keep staring at me?" Qianyu didn't look back, feeling Changjun's burning gaze, she blushed, what was he thinking in his heart, how could she not know?

"It's nothing, I just think Yi'er is very happy"

Changjun jumped out of such a sentence without thinking about it, and Qianyu's originally slightly red face turned red in an instant, and he was dripping bloody, and he didn't dare to ask again.

Finally waited for Qianyu to end, but the baby in his arms was already asleep, Qianyu was motionless, afraid of waking him up, so he had to call Changjun over to help get dressed, which made Changjun's heart boil again.

Lining, closing, lacing, underwear, closing, lacing, every movement is very careful, and he has plucked up courage, just now he didn't forget to glance at the snow white and pink, gradually, his hands froze, and he resisted the impulse in his heart, afraid that one couldn't help but hold her delicate.

"I ......"

Seeing that Changjun's hand stopped, Qianyu wanted to speak, but the next second he kissed him, and the child in his arms was slowly taken away by him, the tip of his fiery tongue pried open her teeth, and rolled wildly, she knew that he would not make the next move only by holding Yi'er with both hands.

"Go, take Yi'er to rest first, I still have some things to deal with" Finally struggling from her sweetness, he cleared his hoarse throat and carried Yi'er into the house.

Qianyu followed behind him while sorting out his clothes, the ruddy on his face had not yet dissipated, Changjun suddenly turned his head, and found that her ruddy little face was a little lost, and couldn't help gritting his teeth, if he wasn't afraid that she would laugh at himself, he would have wanted to push her to it just now, after all, it had been a few months, and the child could already roll.

"I'll eat by myself today, you don't have to wait for me, I don't think I'll be back until the evening"

Changjun put Yi'er on the bed, patted him on the shoulder of his smile, lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek, got up and walked to Qianyu, and told her very seriously.

"Okay, I know, Yi'er and I will wait for you to come back" Qianyu passed by him, whispered in his ear, took out the handkerchief in his arms, raised his hand to wipe the lip red on his lips, he couldn't wait to tell others that he couldn't help but be greedy?

Qianyu was actually scared, she remembered the time when Changjun left before,

He also promised to come back in half a month, but he waited for more than 20 days, and the fear at that time had not yet subsided, and he still had palpitations.

Looking at the back of Changjun leaving with Yan Feng and those few people, Qianyu stood in the depths of the bamboo forest, her thin figure was so lonely, until the group disappeared at the end, and when the bamboos were all closed, she was still reluctant to put away her gaze, she still stood there, and finally returned to the house, sitting under the eaves and fiddling with the flowers in the porch.

No one knows, in the sweet little eyes of the two, there is a person who is even more reluctant, that is Yan Feng, he frequently looked back at Qianyu, and others only thought that he was reluctant to Mu Yi, after all, in the past few months, he has hugged him like a nurse and teased him, and he is not at all pressed by Changjun's father.

Changjun this time, is to send Yan Feng away, he has already got in touch with the master, and also made an appointment with the master to meet in the city today, this line, not only Yan Feng, but also several other people went together, for this matter, he did not hide, but Yan Feng's identity is still a secret, they only know that Changjun sent a person to his master.

Changjun's master has long heard of it, he is an elusive Jianghu person, and he can be recognized by Nanhou, so it can be seen that he is also a capable person, they have long wanted to see him, any of them this time is just to protect Changjun, and they don't have to worry about him escaping, after all, his wife and children are still waiting for him at home.

Out of the mountain, crossed the river, crossed the side streets, and said goodbye to the crowd, their group went directly to the main street from the remote shortcut, this formation seems to be a bit big, Changjun is very awkward, Yan Feng is used to it, after all, he has been in a dark prison, how many people guard him, and how many people follow him every day?

"After this street, a few of you will wait here first, and he and I will go up first, my master doesn't like crowds"

Out of the alley, Changjun pointed to the restaurant on the opposite street, and ordered the people behind him to wait outside.

"Let's go, Master hasn't seen you for so many years, I'm sure he will be surprised"

Changjun left a few words, and went up to the restaurant with Yan Feng, at this time there were a few guests sitting in the restaurant, and when he went up the stairs, Changjun saw his master sitting by the window at a glance, and heard the footsteps of the two, and the person did not raise his head, he was elegant, and he raised his hand to drink the tea room.

"Master!"

Changjun whispered and sat down across from him, while Yan Feng stood behind him, sensing that Changjun had brought someone, so he looked up.

"A good and delicate man, where do you seem to have met" Sikong Wuning looked at Yan Feng carefully, his silhouette, his eyebrows and eyes, and his temperament were all very similar to a person in Sikong Wuning's memory.

"Prince Yanfeng, long time no see!" Sikong Wuning suddenly remembered Yan Feng's name and his person, and smiled at him, the two had indeed not seen each other for a long time, and they had never seen each other since Yan Feng disappeared for no reason.

"Good eyesight, you can actually see who I am in such a short period of time" Yan Feng was secretly shocked in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face that did not change.

"Master is so powerful, but I didn't dare to confirm his identity until I picked him up for a long time" Changjun put down the sword in his hand and beckoned Yan Feng to sit down as well.

"You have been out and trained for so many years, and you have not learned anything, but you have picked up people back, and it is not considered to have achieved nothing" Sikong Wuning glanced at Changjun, and the teacup in his hand flew out in an instant.

Changjun didn't dodge or dodge, stretched out his hand, shook his body slightly, and easily caught the teacup, and at this moment, the embroidery needle he hid in the palm of his hand had also shot out.

A tiny embroidery needle hit the teacup, and the whole teacup shattered into powder in an instant as if it had been hit by a strong internal force.

"Master, can you change the way you play? It's this trick every time! ”

Changjun shook the tea in his hand, muttered a few words dissatisfiedly, and replaced Sikong Wuning with a new cup of tea.

Sikong Wuning: Changjun, this is what your queen mother meant, don't blame him for being a teacher.

Changjun: What?

Yan Feng secretly said in his heart: The embroidery needle just now is poisonous!

If you don't take the antidote before the poison, the poisoned person will begin to give birth to the flower of the underworld, that is, the flower of the other side, when the venom flows all over the body, the poisoned person will have no skin, and the whole body will be covered with the other side of the flower, at that time, even the gods in the sky will not be able to save you.

Changjun: Master...... You, you are on the same line as my mother? Why?

Changjun immediately sealed the acupuncture points all over his body to prevent the toxin from spreading, he looked at his wrist, which had gradually blackened, and looked up sadly.

Commonplace: Why? Changjun, have you forgotten the promise you made to be a teacher when you worshipped me as a teacher when you were a child?

Changjun: I'm ......

Sikong Wuning: It seems that you really forgot, do you want me to remind you?

Sikong Wuning slapped Changjun with a palm, knocking him to the ground.