Xiaolin is at the foot of the mountain.

The Qian family's carriage was mighty.

Qingyan was surrounded by a group of people and got into the car.

The phoenix tortoiseshell on the head swayed and swayed.

The wind was far behind the crowd and could not squeeze in.

He is just a little disciple and does not deserve any hospitality, especially when the young master orders him, a junior disciple does not need special treatment.

Old Master Qian loves his son like his life, and the people sent to pick him up are all henchmen, and his brain is active, and the young master immediately understood what he meant when he said a word.

From the wind, it was squeezed out of the crowd.

He was completely ignored.

But he was not annoyed, he just stood not far away and waited.

Until the carriage was opened, the curtain was lifted.

Qingyan poked his head out: "Why don't you get in the car?"

Qian Yiliang squeezed his eyebrows behind her, especially disgusted with him, raised his chin from the wind, and got into the carriage proudly.

Qingyan sat in the innermost, Qian Yiliang was next to her, and she could only sit on the side from the wind.

The carriage moved slowly, and Qingyan frowned.

"Hurry up, can you get to your house in such a slow monkey year?"

Qian Yiliang specially considered her to be slow, and when he heard this, he hurriedly said outside, "Quick, go home as soon as possible." ”

He snapped, and the carriage flew out.

The horse is sweaty and bloody, that speed, leverage.

Caught off guard by the wind, he didn't stabilize for a while, and slammed into the back.

Qian Yiliang just watched him and threw himself into the master's arms.

He should have pounced on himself, how could he go to the master?

It must have been deliberate!

Lecher!

Even Master's advantage must be taken advantage of!

Qingyan herself fell backwards because of the fast speed of the car, and another one pounced on her body, and her back hurt a little against the board, which made her frown.

From the wind can react faster to avoid hitting people.

But the distance between the two suddenly narrowed, and he was bewitched by the faint fragrance on her body, and he had a crooked brain.

But he just wanted to get a little closer, but he didn't expect to be uncontrollable if he didn't control it.

The two clung to each other.

Soft, like soft hot buns.

He was a little stunned, and his neck instantly flushed, extending to the base of his ears.

The charming mind is like the splash caused by the falling stone into the water, and it spreads in circles.

Qingyan was not happy at first, but his shy appearance like a little daughter-in-law made her feel strange.

She held out her hand.

From the wind noticed that she frowned, and now she sensed that she was going to make a move.

He was ready to be beaten.

Hug and beat.

He doesn't suffer.

He closed his eyes, ready to receive the madistic love from the Master.

Suddenly, something pressed on his waist.

He opened his eyes apprehensively and found himself in her arms!

Dark eyes flashed incredulously.

His terrifying reaction made Qingyan start asking himself.

Look at what hell he looks like, do you treat him badly on weekdays?

Isn't she very nice to him?

Qian Yiliang stabilized himself first, and then he thought of pushing away Congfeng, scolding him, and teaching him a lesson as a disciple.

Before he could make a move, he saw the master hugging the person and looking at him coldly.

"He's still injured, can't he say hello before he accelerates?"

Innocent Qian Yiliang: Didn't I do what you told me?

I don't know.

My arm hurts.

He was scolded, and he didn't dare to remind them anymore.

It's almost done, the car is already stable, and you don't have to hug each other.

The young master wanted to go home early, and the coachman was speeding down the road with a carriage.

Qingyan was tossed uncomfortably and wanted to lie down.

The carriage was luxuriously furnished, but for ease and speed, it was the kind that was compact.

If she lay down, the car would be too crowded, and one of them would have to go out and stay.

This is his family's carriage, and no matter what, it is impossible for him to get out.

Qian Yiliang looked at Congfeng: You still don't leave?

Glancing at him from the wind, the corners of his mouth hooked.

This laughs...... It's kind of scary.

Qian Yiliang suddenly felt bad.

High energy ahead!

I saw him cover his heart and cough violently.

Nest grass!

Qian Yiliang: Scheming dog!

He looked nervously at Master.

Sure enough, I saw her frowning and looking at herself.

Qian Yiliang sighed in his heart, and stood up tremblingly.

I'll go, I'll go.

He was stumbling and reluctant.

Looking forward to it, looking forward to it, the master spoke out to keep him.

But until he hunched over and went outside, no one said a word to him.

When the carriage door closed, Qingyan turned his head to look at Congfeng.

"Still coughing?"

I don't cough anymore from the wind, and I don't press my heart anymore.

She had a sharp mind, and he didn't think that such a little trick could fool her.

He spread out a blanket and sat down in the inner corner to make as much space as possible, then patted her little baggage.

"Lie down."

Although Qingyan knew that he was bullying Yiliang, he was very satisfied with his arrangement, and lay down without saying anything.

After a while, she fell asleep.

The man in the corner moved and moved to the middle.

In the evening, they settled down at a large inn.

The next day, without pretending to be sick from the wind, Qian Yiliang took the initiative to share the carriage with them.

He doesn't want to sit on his butt so much, he wants to lie down too.

Isn't it fragrant to lie down and go home?

The Qian family is located in the north of the Five Immortals Academy, in a triangle with the academy and the Peilan Kingdom.

ran non-stop for four or five days, and finally arrived at the palatial Qian family.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and Master Qian learned from the letter that the elders were coming, so he asked people to line up at the city gate early to welcome them.

The battle was so big that the people in the city thought that the emperor's relatives were coming.

The Qian family is big, and there are only Qian Yiliang and his string of sisters.

There are many collateral and branches, and there are countless of them, all of which depend on the descendants.

Master Qian set up a banquet, and it was a big event that they could go with a light on their faces, and no one dared to slack off.

Everyone is looking forward to seeing what kind of person can be praised by the lord as a guest.

The curtain of the car opened, and Qian Yiliang got out of the car and walked over.

He's important, but everybody knows him and has seen him.

At the moment, he is not too important.

They glanced at him, welcomed him meaningfully, and looked at the carriage again.

Under the watchful eye, a man got out of the carriage.

The man is slender and straight, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, wearing a white robe, and a jade tree in the wind.

Whose beautiful man is this?

The men who stood in front of the Qian family to welcome were inevitably a little inferior.

Sure enough, it was a distinguished guest invited by the master, and the atmosphere was lofty and extraordinary.

The women of the Qian family, whether old or young, were fascinated by men.

Such a fairy is simply a dream lover-like existence.

They are obsessed, addicted.

I can't just look at it like this for the rest of my life.

Until......

An embroidered shoe sticks out from behind the curtain.

The embroidered shoe kicked the beautiful man hard.

The man staggered away.

Oh my God, be careful!

The women's families exclaimed.

It was as if the men had bumped into each other, and their little hearts would shatter to the ground.

The curtain shook, and a young girl walked out.

The appearance of the girl at the age of eighteen or nineteen, looking forward to Shenfei, her appearance is extremely beautiful, and she is truly stunning!

It was she who kicked the beautiful man away.

Who is she?

The demeanor between the eyebrows and eyes is shining and moving, and at first glance it is a nobleman.

Qian Yiliang rushed over, pushed the wind away, and helped Qingyan get out of the car.

"Daddy, Master is here."

Master Qian and Mrs. Qian regard Qingyan as a living bodhisattva.

Not only did she save the life of their precious son, but she also made their rebellious son mature and stable.

In order to show respect, Master Qian bowed solemnly, "Great Elder, you have worked hard all the way. ”

As soon as he was old, Qingyan was embarrassed to accept such a gift, and she hurriedly helped the person up.

After a few pleasantries, the group walked inside.

The Qian family held a feast to celebrate the wind.

Qingyan was tired of driving and driving, and he had no appetite, and when he saw that Master Qian's belly was so big and he was eating so greasy, he frowned even more.

She suddenly stood up and walked over to the person who was raising her glass to toast her.