The fairy on the moon can't compare to the beauty under the moon, and the Chang'e in the moon can't compare to the woman beside her.

Looking at her smiling face, Liu Jian felt a lot of emotion in his heart. He is an uncle-level otaku who has lived for more than 20 years, but he has successfully cultivated after crossing over, although the two are childhood sweethearts, but that faint sense of guilt makes him a little uneasy.

The moon sky was blowing, and when Liu Jian was distracted, several figures swept past the layers of eaves under the moon. And Liu Jian only cared about admiring the little beauty sleeping lightly under the moon, and did not notice the trajectory of the rivers and lakes he was looking for.

Squeak-

The door of the house was gently pushed open, and Butterfly Dance, who was asleep on Liu Jian's lap, was awakened by the sound. Tucked away his long scattered hair, and lay back in his place and grimaced at Liu Jian.

was blocked by her pillow's blood, Liu Jian could only knead his thighs bitterly, a little numb.

"Brother Chun. "Brother Chun is good. ”

One after another, the little guys came back to say hello to Liu Jian, these little guys are about the same age as Diewu, and they have been taken care of by Liu Jian in the past two years, and most of them have kept his feelings in mind.

To live in this green building, you have to think about it and use some scheming. They also saw that Liu Jian would become the successor of Feng Manlou in the future, and at this time, they were polite in order to take more care of them in the future, maybe there would be that dewy relationship.

This little Haruko has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a strong body, and can recite poems and paint, and she is talented. The girls and sisters all said that when he grows up, he will definitely be a first-class beautiful man, and if he can get out of Fengmanlou as soon as possible, Feihuang Tengda will not be in vain.

"Well, good. Liu Jian responded one by one, quite a bit of a child king's posture. These prospective girls smiled and untied their clothes, and the body that began to develop had a green temptation, although Liu Jian was used to it, he was still a little hot.

It seems that his body has also begun to enter puberty ahead of schedule. Probably because I have eaten well and insisted on exercising in the past two years, the average life expectancy of people in this era is worse than that of modern times, or Xiaochunko's own age is wrong.

In short, he had a bit of a normal physiological response for a man.

The rules set by Wang's mother really hit the nail on the head, and when the woman saw the red, the little girl had to live in a separate room, and she and the little mosquito were not far away.

"Brother Chun!" a six- or seven-year-old girl ran in from outside the door, her pigtails trembling slightly, and her little face was blushing and cute. "I'm back!"

"What are you doing in such a hurry. Without waiting for him to speak, Butterfly Dance stood up and scolded Shu Ge, who took off his clothes with a smile and jumped on the bed to fight with Butterfly Dance.

Liu Jian couldn't help but shake his head, Shu Ge didn't know who taught him, and there were some people who came to go crazy with the surname Xi. Stretched out his hand and grabbed Shu Ge, stuffed him into the position between him and Diewu and lay down, "Rest after a tired day, don't make trouble with your sister Diewu, she is not feeling well today." ”

"Is Sister Diewu sick?" The little girl obediently covered herself with a quilt, and touched Diewu's forehead with her little hand, "Sister let's sleep together, I won't let Brother Chun tell stories tonight." ”

"Really?" Liu Jian was about to lie down to sleep with a cheer, but he felt the fierce murderous aura around him. Turning his head, in the dim light, more than a dozen eyes carried a little cold light, which was very unkind.

"Let's go!" Liu Jian sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly, these girls are used to their own films, and every hypnotic story has become an indispensable life adjustment.

I cheered up, cleared my throat, and sat up straight against the wooden window.

"Last time, I said: Yin Pingzhi fought against Xiaolongnu, but Yang Guo was pulled by Ouyang Feng to roast field chicken. Today, I will tell you a few stories that Guo Jing, a hero of that generation, had to tell when he was undefeated in Xiangyang and Dongfang. ”

"Brother Chun?" a young girl interrupted Liu Jian's nonsense and asked in a low voice, "Isn't Dongfang Undefeated a man?"

"Uh-huh. Liu Jian was quite emotional about this matter, and sighed: "It turns out that he is a man, and he has come to the palace more times, and he has become a woman like a flower." has also mutated from a big man with a lewd face to a peerless beauty who captivates the country and the city. ”

"Then if you are ......" The girl suddenly stopped, and her mouth was covered by two companions beside her.

Liu Jian was happy, shook a strand of long hair on his forehead, and made some jokes with these little girls, but he was used to it. "Wouldn't it be a pity to cut such an excellent man as my brother. ”

There was a sudden boos around, and the old face of a certain little guy turned red, and he was about to defend his manly demeanor with righteous words, when the door on one side was slowly pushed open, and a thin figure flashed in like a thief.

"Little mosquito, why did you come back so late today?"

As the only two male surnames in the house, Liu Jianping said that he took good care of the little mosquito, but the little mosquito was born a cowardly surname, and he was usually not as strong as these little girls.

"Chun, Brother Chun. The little mosquito opened his mouth for he was at the age of changing his teeth, and he stuttered a little, but because he was usually silent. With his head down, he walked to the side of the bed, and he was about to undress and go to bed.

Liu Jian, who was telling a story over there, paused, frowned and asked, "Little mosquito, what's wrong with your face?"

"No, no, nothing. The little mosquito covered the corners of his eyes with his left hand, took off his shoes and lay down with Liu Jian on his back. Liu Jian's face sank, and he grabbed the little mosquito's shoulder and lifted him up.

In the past two years, every time I insist on exercising, how can I do useless work in vain.

"Who hit it? Isn't it Wang Liu!" Looking at the little mosquito's red and swollen eyes and bruised cheeks, Liu Jian was furious for a moment, and his face was hideous, and the little mosquito trembled all over.

"Brother Chun, I fell by myself, and it has nothing to do with Wang Liu. Most of them are adults, and if they are beaten once, I'll be fine. ”

"Adults, there are a lot of people, I'm afraid of them?" Liu Jian snorted coldly, let go of the hand holding the little mosquito, and sat back under the windowsill to get angry alone. "This damn Wang Liu, sooner or later, you have to look good!"

The little girls on the side were silent, but two of them got out of bed and wrung wet towels and brought them over. Diewu pulled Liu Jian's hand and whispered: "Don't be rash, there are many people under Wang Liu, and the courtyard and those big dogs will listen to him." ”

was amused by the words of the butterfly dance, the nursing home and the big dog turned out to be the same level of existence in their eyes, which shows that in the Qinglou, it is more promising to be a turtle father. The anger came and went quickly, Liu Jian patted Butterfly Dance's wrist, and his complexion returned to normal.

"It's okay, I was just now. Little mosquito, why did Wang Liu beat you?"

He said, "Shhhhhhhh

The two little girls helped him clean the bruises in the corners of his eyes, and the pain made him gasp, and his eyes were a little moist. Liu Jian pouted, the yin qi in this place is too heavy, or what, the little mosquito's crying problem has not changed.

"Wang and Wang Liu said, as soon as the morning dawns, the two of us will move over and live in a room with them. ”

The little mosquito observed Liu Jian's face as he spoke, and finally his words became lower and lower, and the last sentence of 'convergence' was almost inaudible.

"Convergence?" Liu Jian sneered, this Wang Liu didn't dare to attack himself, so he took the little mosquito out of anger. "Remember how he mentioned you today, and we'll bring him back later. ”

"Hmm!" the little mosquito nodded heavily, with a slight light in his eyes.

"You're moving out tomorrow?" Butterfly asked suddenly. Liu Jian glanced at the little mosquito, who nodded gently in response.

"Well," Liu Jian was a little bored, and he responded helplessly, this feeling of not being able to grasp his fate made him feel a little bored in his heart.

Shu Ge, who was lying down, blinked his big bright eyes and looked at the two of them with some puzzlement. Are you leaving? Are you leaving Zi'er like your mother?

"That ......" Butterfly Dance's voice was a little longer, which made Liu Jian feel a little helpless. Let's say, even if you ask my brother to take you down tonight, you will grit your teeth and rise to the challenge.

"How about you tell us half-night stories and recite half-night poems?"

"It's up to you. Liu Jian shook his head and smiled, looking at the girl in the moonlight, but he felt a little emotionally that she was young but delicate. "Then put out the candle and tell you a new story tonight. ”

"What's the story?"

"Snow White and the Seven Little Men!"

Outside the window, the figure leaning on the branch of the tree hides itself in the shadow of the moonlight, a pot of wine in his hand, a sword at his waist, two strands of white hair hanging down on his chest, his dirty face can't hide the edges and corners of the knife, and his clothes are full of holes, and he doesn't sew them.

Listening intently, the barking and laughter of the dogs in the courtyard were filtered through his ear holes, and only the whispering sound overflowed from the window edge.

"One against seven, that's a good story. ”

In the dead of night, the children who had been tired for a day gradually fell asleep, Liu Jian sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the big house where he had lived for two years, and then skimmed over the faces of each little girl, and finally fixed on the eyes of Butterfly Dance.

"Still not sleeping?"

"I can't sleep," Butterfly whispered back, not looking at him, but quickly turned back to him. "I watched you sleep. ”

"Okay, I'll go to sleep. Liu Jian nodded, and soon after closing his eyes, there was a slight snoring.

"Elm head ......" Butterfly Dance glanced at him, turned sideways and looked at him stunned for a moment, and soon became a little tired. Blinked, and finally closed slowly, leaving the room quiet.

With a light sigh, Liu Jian slowly opened his eyes, how could he sleep.

Use your own hands to fight for what you can fight, and use a man's shoulders to carry what you should carry, so that you can be frank and honest, and you can be worthy of your heart. But Miss Suisi hasn't been there for a long time, and if I'm free tomorrow, I'll still have to go there......

Tomorrow, it will definitely be another unquiet day, I don't know what will be waiting for me in front, Wang Liu will definitely have to leave himself in trouble.

But he always believed in that sentence, things are man-made.