[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

Listening to the noise outside the house, Song Ci'an thoughtfully covered Shi Yu's ears to block out the noisy sounds.

Shi Yu arched his head deep into Song Ci'an's arms and murmured a few words without moving.

Zuo Yu knocked on the door and saw no response from the house. He resisted the urge to split open the carved wooden door with a thunderbolt kick and broke in. He just made his voice louder.

"My lord, my lord, are you in there? It's time to get up. I'm going to the palace to meet the Holy Spirit in the afternoon..." You can't sleep anymore. The carved wooden door made a rattling sound, and Song Cian suspected that if there were spiders on the roof, they would have to be moved.

With the force of Zuo Yu's knocking on the door and his trumpet-like voice this time, Song Cian couldn't even put cotton wool in Shiyu's ears.

"Who is it? Is it so noisy?" Shi Yu looked up from Song Cian's arms, his fair face flushed.

At this moment, he looked sleepy, his lips opened unconsciously, his teeth were white and his tongue was red.

My eyes haven't been fully opened yet, and I feel sleepy.

Shi Yu yawned uncontrollably, raised his hand to rub his eyes, and slumped on Song Cian's body like a little boneless snake.

Restless hands are making trouble unconsciously.

Song Ci'an suppressed the commotion on the upper part of his thigh, took his big hand, and wrapped Shi Yu's entire hand in his palm.

If Shi Yu moves his hands again, the bed will no longer be needed this morning.

Song Cian turned to look at Shi Yu, who was leaning on his shoulder with half-squinted eyes, and knew that he must not have woken up yet, and his hand must have touched here by chance.

At this moment, Shi Yu's eyes were half-squinted, but there was a hint of cunning in his eyes, and no trace of sleepiness could be seen in his eyes, and then he returned to his sleepy look.

Hmm, it feels quite valuable~

He touched Shi Yu's face, which was red from the heat because it was buried in his arms. It felt hot to the touch, "Zuo Yu, a restless little kid."

"Oh." Shi Yu reluctantly opened his eyes and glanced at Song Ci'an's face, which was close at hand. He moved his eyes downwards, slightly curved the corners of his mouth, and then kissed her with lightning speed, and they were separated by one touch.

After doing all this, Shi Yu didn't know whether he was really sleepy or pretending to be sleepy, so he closed his eyes again, as if I want to sleep, please don't disturb me.

At this moment, Zuo Yu, who was knocking on the door to wake up his son, was standing at the door.

He, why did he seem to hear the voices of other people in his young master's room? ? ! !

The two of them slept all night?

what happened? Young Master, he finally wants to add another master to the family? Or has his true nature finally been revealed?

It has been more than half a year since Song Ci'an rescued Zuo Yu who was beaten to death.

Zuo Yu had never seen his young master come into contact with a woman or his brother. His main priority was to keep himself clean.

My son is twenty-one years old and he doesn’t have a beautiful girl by his side. If it’s really not possible, my brother can do it too! There are countless young men in other families, let alone 21 years old, who have wives and concubines in their teens.

However, looking at the stoic look of his young master on weekdays, it would be even harder for him to find a wife. Unexpectedly, Zuo Yu's eyes were opened this morning.

My young master, this is just a matter of silence, and he is a blockbuster!

"Master, Master?" Zuo Yu said tremblingly, with uncontrollable curiosity in his tone, "Is there anyone in your room?"

"Yeah." Song Ci'an said.

"Okay, just wake up. I'll go get started first." Zuo Yu said through the door.

Although the words are so calm and calm, in fact, I am very curious to death!

If the identity, scene, and situation weren't wrong, Zuo Yuzhen would have wanted to break in and see what was going on inside!

The person who can climb into the bed of his own son is so beautiful, and the child he has is so beautiful!

How could he take down his own devoid of desires and love-free young master who was like an immortal!

You must take a good look at this capable person.

The sun was hanging in the sky, and the sunlight shone on the ground through the layers of leaves. Two snow-white rabbits were staying under the shade of the tree. Two pairs of ruby-like eyes stared curiously at the tall and strong white horse opposite, and the two heads followed. The horse's tail waggled and waggled.

The white horse on the side was bathed in the sunshine, chewing the green vegetables Zuo Yu bought in the morning, looking quite leisurely and contented.

"Would you like to get up?" Song Cian looked down at Shi Yu, who was leaning on him, "The sun is shining on your butt."

"Hmm~" Shi Yu stretched and looked up at the sun hanging high outside the window.

"It's noon." Song Cian followed Shi Yu's gaze.

"Get up." Shi Yu reluctantly left Song Cian's human-shaped pillow.

For lunch, I made some porridge and side dishes based on the vegetables Zuo Yu bought, and they tasted extremely delicious.

"Master, um... You should have told me if you have such cooking skills!" Zuo Yu hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth. He looked as if he had been hungry for hundreds of years. Even when he saw Shi Yu's appearance clearly, The shock was forgotten.

"Competing my cooking skills in front of you is just like showing off a big knife in front of Guan Gong." Zuo Yu chewed the vegetables in his mouth, and his words were sticky, but the meaning was probably understandable, "It's hard for you to eat enough in one day. I did it."

Compared with Zuo Yu's refugee-like eating appearance, Shi Yu and Song Ci'an's textbook elegant eating appearance were simply compared to heaven and earth.

"I have to leave after lunch." Shi Yu said, "The army is almost at the city gate. Once they enter the city gate, they have to pay homage to the Holy One. I must go with them."

Shi Yu went to find Song Ci'an in advance behind everyone's back, and now he had to go back before others found out.

Especially after entering the city gate, the people lined the streets to welcome him. Shiyu was no longer unruly and easy to make a fuss about.

"Okay." Song Ci'an said, "Be careful on the road."

……

"Master..." Zuo Yu said awkwardly, "Is your husband really General Shi?"

Looking at the figure of Shi Yu riding a tall horse away, Song Cian looked at Zuo Yu who looked like he was constipated next to him, and said in a half-smiling tone, "Why, do you still need General Shi to introduce himself to you?"

"That's not necessary!" Zuo Yu waved his hand hurriedly, and the look in his mind when Shi Yu met him when he went out appeared in his mind, and his whole body was trembling.

"I just didn't expect it." Zuo Yu sighed, "I always thought you were the reincarnation of a sitting master, or the kind with relics, and you disdain love and love!"

"I'm not a master or saint." Song Cian retracted his eyes and spoke calmly.

Zuo then knew that his young master had been sending letters to the border almost every day some time ago. He always thought it was because the young master cared about his family in the border and he rushed to Beijing alone, so he wrote letters every day to report that he was safe.

Now that I think about it, those letters should have been written to General Shi.

After all, there are no people who write letters to their homes every day, but there are quite a few who write letters to their lover every day.

I blame myself for not thinking of this!