Brother, he doesn't understand style

Chapter 23

Looking at the back of the other party who turned to hang up his clothes, Chen Ziqing recalled that this person was really responsible for his daily necessities in those ten years. Thinking about it this way, it was a bit embarrassing for him. He was much younger than himself, but he did not do much. few.

"If you don't tell me, I never found out, brother is careless."

When Rong Yin came back from hanging up his clothes, he heard this sentence, and the corners of his mouth raised a little uncontrollably, "Senior brother is too polite to say that, you treat me like a family member, and I should do some small things to share some for senior brother. Daily practice is very hard, how can I bother you to take care of me, I should be the one to share these chores."

He has been very sensible since he entered Changqing Mountain, which is why Chen Ziqing was able to promise Master to keep him by his side, he never cried or made trouble, and never lost his temper.

It's like a mature adult who knows when to do and when not to do.

At that time, he had been cultivating in Changqing Mountain for more than ten years, and because of the good celestial roots, he cultivated faster than ordinary people. It was a common thing to go down the mountain, and he was used to eating and sleeping in the open and not caring about these external things.

Even if you don't eat or close your eyes for several days in a row, you don't think it's a big deal.

But Rong Yin firmly disagreed, not only did he take good care of it when he was on the mountain, but he also packed his luggage with extra care every time he went down the mountain, and all he brought was for his use.

He never thought about whether he would be comfortable, as long as his senior brother is good.

After such a recollection, Chen Ziqing realized that Rong Yin had never made himself feel displeased, noisy or troublesome, but more comfortable.

Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that he lost his parents since he was a child and has no relatives by his side.

he thought so.

They both entered the bed and sat down, one in front and one behind.

Chen Ziqing's hair might not be fastened tightly, but it actually slipped down halfway, and the three thousand black strands suddenly fell down and hung on the white inner garment, as if a pool of clear water was invaded by a jet of ink.

The long black hair was slightly blown by the wind, and the strands of hair on the front of the forehead also scratched its owner's forehead and nose back and forth. The peach blossom eyes like spring were tightly closed at this time, and the fair face had exquisite facial features.

I don't know if it's bored or what, but a thin layer of sweat broke out slightly.

The hands attached to Rong Yin's back are as white and tender as green onions, and they are as delicate as polished jade. The dead wood beads on the wrist of his left hand are mixed with the sweat secreted from the surface of the skin, giving off a more intense woody fragrance than usual .

It made the small room full of this smell.

Because Rong Yin stopped in time, so the injury is not a problem, a few days of recuperation is enough, death will not affect anything, at most taboo.

So it didn't take long for the injury to heal, Chen Ziqing withdrew his palm.

"If I had known about such a small injury, I would have healed it myself, so I wouldn't bother senior brother." Feeling the hands on the back leave, the person in front opened his eyes with a little disappointment, the eyes of the red phoenix were obviously more joyful, but he said so .

Chen Ziqing naturally couldn't see it, and said lightly: "It's okay, it's just a matter of raising your hands." After saying that, he folded his legs and wanted to get up.

After Rong Yin noticed it, he subconsciously turned around and wanted to hold him back, so he was so unprepared to see that his hair was all loose, and the shirt on his chest was accidentally pulled open because of getting up.

The slightly standing angle just exposed the white chest loomingly, and the clear collarbone was perfectly admirable.

Looking along the slender neck, it is the face with both hardness and softness. The hair on the temples is slightly attached to the face, and it hangs mischievously between the lips, which can make people fascinated and confused at a glance.

"Brother..."

Rong Yin quickly grabbed the opponent's arm, preventing him from getting up and leaving.

Chen Ziqing was caught, and he was a little puzzled. His hair was hanging behind his back, which made his movements a little inconvenient, and he didn't move any more. He just looked at the other party like this: "Who are you?"

"Brother."

He held the other person's hand without moving, and stared at the person in front of him with undisguised scorching eyes. This was the first time that Rong Yin dared to show his true emotions to him so undisguisedly.

"But what else is uncomfortable?"

Chen Ziqing sat back again, and patted the back of the other party's hand on his arm. His vision was very clear, and there was nothing but the care between relatives.

The person who was questioned in this way came back to his senses for a moment, and quickly withdrew his hand after a short period of shock, his breath was slightly disturbed, and his eyes were at a loss, looking at him randomly, like a child who had done something wrong and was discovered by an adult.

"No, it's all right."

"Anyway, it's fine later, we haven't seen each other for two years, let's take this opportunity to have a heart-to-heart talk." Chen Ziqing didn't take his awkward look to heart, and decided to chat with him thinking of some doubts in his heart.

Rong Yin quickly calmed down and nodded.

"The two elders of the Rong family seem to dislike people and things in the cultivation world."

"Ah."

"After you came back from Changqing Mountain, Mrs. Rong will not let you get involved in anything related to cultivation."

"Yes."

"In the past two years, have you never touched?"

"……Yes."

The two asked and answered, the first answer was fairly quick, but the last question was hesitant. Chen Ziqing didn't go to the bottom of the question after noticing it, and then said: "Then why did you suddenly run out of Jiangling and go to Tiangang Road?" ?”

"I told my brother earlier that it was because..."

"Hidden."

The extremely serious voice froze Rong Yin's face, and immediately raised his lowered eyes to look at the person sitting opposite him.

Chen Ziqing still looked calm, but his eyes were unprecedentedly serious.

He swallowed his saliva, clenched his fists and thought for a while, and finally said in a low voice: "Because I guessed that senior brother would definitely go too, so I went."

Chen Ziqing didn't expect this answer, frowned slightly, and asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

"I……"

He was stared straight at him by the other party, Rong Yin took a look at him, then lowered his head, then took another look, then lowered his head again.

After repeating this many times, he finally gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and threw himself into the opponent's arms, buried his face in the socket of his shoulder, and said in a muffled voice.

"Because I want to see my brother..."

After the low buzzing of a mosquito ended, there was a moment of silence in the room. Chen Ziqing, who was caught, was a little stunned. He didn't know whether to withdraw his raised hand or land on the back of the person in his arms.