Ouyang Wan'er looked at the Tianxiang silk in her hand stupidly, and her two beautiful eyebrows were slightly clustered together, which made me feel pity.

After more than a thousand days and nights of waiting, she had already missed Junci to an overwhelming extent. In desperation, the girl with deep roots in love can only turn all kinds of thoughts into finger softness, and express her lovesickness through stitches and threads of embroidery.

A gust of cold wind hit, and Wan'er, who was a little weak, couldn't help coughing lightly twice, tightened the thin neon clothes on her body, and put the thin Tianxiang silk into the brocade box with both hands, and then carefully closed it, the movement was so gentle that it seemed that the brocade box was full of priceless treasures.

Stepping out of the pavilion, Wan'er slowly walked to the front yard, and it was time to clean the young master's room every day.

"I'm back. A voice that had haunted him for countless nights suddenly sounded behind him.

Hearing this voice, Wan'er's body stiffened, and she turned around in disbelief. When she saw Junci, dressed in white, take off her cloak and stand in front of the pavilion with that familiar uninhibited smile, she could no longer suppress the surprise and joy in her heart, and the milk swallow threw herself into the arms of the other party like a nest.

Junci, who was originally laughing and impermanent, was suffocated by Wan'er's actions, but when he felt the delicate body of the girl in his arms trembling like a frightened little beast, his stunned eyes became gentle, and he patted the girl's fragrant shoulder lovingly, and was silent.

"Young master, I miss you so much, I'm so afraid that I will never see you again. Wan'er leaned down on Junci's chest with teary eyes and muttered to herself, all the sorrow and grievances in her heart turned into tears, wetting Junci's white chest.

Junci's lips moved, and the words of comfort came to his lips but he couldn't say anything.

After snuggling in Junci's arms for a while, Wan'er, who calmed down emotionally, left Junci's arms a little embarrassed, took a small step back, lowered her head and remained silent, like a child who had done something wrong.

Looking at Wan'er, who still had a trace of tears in the corners of her eyes, Junci took Wan'er's little hand apologetically and walked to the pavilion and sat down.

"Have you been doing well in the past few years?" looked at Wan'er, who was like a pear blossom in the rain, and asked softly.

Wan'er helped Junci peel his favorite pear, and replied with a double purpose: "Since the young master left, I have used the silver ticket that the young master gave me to order a few shops on the East Street of the Imperial Capital, selling some rouge gouache and silk satin from the south, because the things sold in our store are of good quality, so business has been good." ”

Jun Ci nodded and said, "No one in the court is embarrassed by you, right?"

Wan'er shook her head, handed the peeled pear to Jun Ci, and smiled: "That's not true, the imperial court didn't drive us out of Tianhou Mansion, but Guo Lao came a few times and asked us what we needed, so everything was fine at home." It's just that the young master is not by his side, and we are like having no backbone, so it is inevitable that we will be a little hesitant. As she spoke, Wan'er's eyes turned red again.

Seeing Wan'er's tears coming out of her eyes, Junci hurriedly looked at him and said, "What are you going to eat tonight?" I'm a little hungry. ”

Hearing Junci crying out that she was hungry, Wan'er hurriedly stood up, cleaned up her face and said, "Young master, wait, I'll go and prepare immediately, and it will be fine soon." With that, he ran out quickly.

Junci watched Wan'er's graceful back fade away, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. I didn't expect Wan'er's reaction to be so strong, if she knew that she was just passing by, she didn't know how to end it.

At the dinner table, Junci, Wan'er, Ah Da Ah Er and the housekeeper sat together and had a hearty dinner together. The straightforward and beautiful teasing of the two brothers, the mature humor of the old housekeeper, and Wan'er's empathy made Junci find the feeling of home after a long absence.

If the Broken Void Sect is his home in the cultivation realm, then this is his home in the human world.

After eating, the considerate Wan'er brought up the Wizard of Oz that had been brewed in advance, and Junci drank hot tea while looking at the spotless bedroom that had not returned for three years. I was both moved and uneasy. I was moved by Wan'er's three years of tidying up her study and bedroom without the slightest flaw, and what was uneasy was Wan'er's deep love for herself, so that she didn't know how to face it.

"Young Master. Wan'er shouted as she looked at Junci, who was a little distracted.

"What's wrong?" Jun Ci raised his head and looked at Ouyang Wan in confusion.

Wan'er had a trace of sorrow on her face, and she wanted to speak and stopped: "How long can the young master stay in the imperial capital this time?"

Hearing Wan'er's question, Junci was suddenly dumbfounded, and the original plan was to leave tonight. But in this situation, if she leaves immediately, it is estimated that Wan'er will definitely be heartbroken. Junci is not a cruel person, let alone the person closest to him.

"Maybe a few days. Junci said against his will.

Wan'er didn't say anything, but said with a hint of tenderness and attachment: "Young master, tell me your story on the fairy mountain, Wan'er wants to hear it." ”

Jun Ci glanced at Wan'er with a smile, cleared his throat, and started from meeting the enlightened beast on the mountain, passing through the three levels of heaven, knowing each other with Yang Xian and others, how to encounter bottlenecks in cultivation, and finally all the experiences of his own cultivation of the general outline of supernatural powers, bit by bit, and listening to Wan'er on the side from time to time let out exclamations and laughter like silver bells.

Happy time always flies, and when Junci finishes talking about his experience in the Broken Void Sect, it is already time.

Looking at the night in the bright moon, Junci smiled and said, "Wan'er, it's not too early, you should go back to your room early to rest." ”

Wan'er, who had been laughing all night, heard this, and her face showed a strange look of incomprehensible meaning, and she saw that the second monk of Junci who was sitting on the side was puzzled.

After a while, Wan'er suddenly stood up, walked to the door of the room, closed the bedroom doors and windows, and turned back to Junci to pluck up the courage and said, "Young master, let Wan'er come to sleep tonight." As she spoke, Wan'er's hands began to undo the buttons tied around her neck.

The stunned Junci immediately reacted, quickly jumped up from the stool, grabbed Wan'er's hands and said nervously, "What are you doing here?"

Seeing Wan'er, who was so frightened that she didn't dare to move, Jun Ci lowered her voice in distress and said, "If you do this, how will you marry in the future?" There was seven points of concern and three points of reproach in his tone.

Wan'er was silent for a while, raised her head and stared at Jun Ci, her voice trembled a little, but she said very firmly: "Young Master, my heart can't accommodate others for a long time, how can I marry someone else? Wan'er doesn't have any luxury, she just wants to give her most precious thing to the young master, so that she will have no regrets." ”

Looking at the fine sweat overflowing from the tip of Wan'er's small and delicate nose due to nervousness in the faint candlelight, listening to Wan'er's desperate affectionate confession and rapid heartbeat, Junci had an urge to hold her in his arms and love her wantonly.

Trying to suppress his desires, Junci took a deep breath and said with a wry smile: "Is it worth it for you to do this?" In fact, Junci also likes Wan'er, but the path he wants to take and Wan'er's life are completely two parallel lines that will never intersect, and Junci doesn't want the people he cares about to be hurt because of him.

Wan'er looked at the broken candle on the table, her voice was cold and confused: "Since the day my wife picked me up from the side of the road, I have been with the young master, I don't know when I started, I can't help but like the young master, I like the young master's coldness and kindness, I like the young master's maturity and stability, if I can solve the loneliness and loneliness hidden under the young master's persistent heart, even if it is just a little bit, even if I am allowed to die, Wan'er is willing." ”

After listening to Wan'er's words, Junci didn't say anything more, and gently hugged Wan'er into his arms.

It's easy to find, but it's hard to find a confidant, let alone a confidant. I never thought that the person who knew me best in the world would be Wan'er. From this moment on, Junci's heart finally made room for Wan'er to belong to her. In the fragrant and quaint bedroom, two people silently hugged each other, and silence was better than sound at this time.

Once the heart was opened, Junci no longer had any scruples, and carefully felt the two softness on his chest, and a fiery desire spread from Junci's dantian, and unconsciously appeared the most basic physiological reaction of men.

Wan'er, who was happily lying in Jun Ci's arms, felt the masculinity of the young master, gently pushed away Jun Ci's arms with a flushed face, and stretched out her hands to the ribbon around her waist, she knew that Jun Ci wanted her.