Quick Wear: His Highness Qing Leng is about to be stuck again

"Then what?" Zhang Shuli looked at Shen Si in confusion, his face full of curiosity.

Shen Si seemed to not know what to say, his fingers unconsciously rolled up his robe.

Circle after circle.

"He also has a... friend."

"How should I put it? He recently feels that he values ​​this friend a little too much." Shen Si's speech speeds up.

"Why do you value it?" Zhang Shuli moved his face closer.

Shen Si pushed his face away irritably, "Stay away from me!"

Zhang Shuli really couldn't understand why he was so unwelcome in front of Shen Si, even to the point of being annoying.

Although he was full of doubts, he still obediently took a few steps back and kept a certain distance from Shen Si.

"I just value his opinion more and want him to praise me, um..."

Then he thought of something else.

"By the way, he was originally very wary of his current friend."

Zhang Shuli thought it sounded okay, "So what do you want to ask?"

"Is this normal?"

"That's quite normal. It means you may consider him as a close friend. There is a spiritual attraction between you."

"And if you add to that, he doesn't like his friend to get in touch with other people, and he would feel upset if he can't see him normally."

"I want him to be in front of me all the time."

Zhang Shuli supported his chin with his fingers and shook his head, pretending to be profound.

"This... is a bit difficult."

"Speak!" Shen Si's voice seemed to be filled with murderous intent.

"Is that person a man or a woman?"

Shen Si felt a little regretful. He felt that Zhang Shuli was quite unreliable.

They all relate to this issue.

"male."

"It's even more difficult. If it's a girl, maybe your friend likes her, but if it's a boy..."

His voice was deliberately drawn out.

It turns out that scholars just like to keep people in suspense.

His fingers snapped.

Zhang Shuli also felt that Shen Si was not funny at all.

"Then he might also like you as a friend. He is..."

This time he didn't dare to keep people in suspense.

Then he continued.

"Broken sleeves."

Shen Si's expression instantly became complicated, making it difficult to figure out his true thoughts.

The face that was originally as calm as water now seemed to be swept by a sudden storm, leaving behind an uncertain look.

A hint of surprise, confusion and uneasiness flashed in his eyes, but was quickly covered up by deep contemplation.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.

Zhang Shuli thought he was scared, "Don't be afraid, liking men and liking women are the same, they are all human beings anyway."

"Is there any other possibility?" he asked with a frown in disapproval.

On the contrary, Zhang Shuli relaxed a lot. "What else could it be? He didn't like it at first, but later he didn't object to it anymore and didn't want him to look at other people."

"Only the word true love..."

"If you don't believe me, go ask your friend if he gets excited when his friend suddenly gets close to him."

"But don't make a fuss about it. It's normal. Who says men have to be with women?" He crossed his legs.

Looking at the sunset in the distance.

"We only have one life, and we still have to follow the rules in other people's eyes."

“Who knows after death?”

After saying that, he looked up at the sky.

Looking at his appearance of a hermit, Shen Si was speechless.

He didn't want to say anything more to him.

It was a wrong decision for me to talk to him this afternoon.

"Ask whatever you want, just let me know in advance. I don't know much about you, sir."

"Hey, hey, hey, there's no need to say so much. Everyone likes Mr. Yun very much. We all want to do something for him and cater to his preferences."

Mr. Yun was too mysterious, and he was curious about him. He knew very little about Mr. Yun.

Mr. Yun is not as easy to investigate as the remaining eleven gentlemen in the academy.

Shen Si felt like his bones were about to crack again.

He suppressed his anger and said, "Speak."

"What does Mr. Yun like to do on a daily basis?"

"He likes all kinds of elegant things." Shen Si did not admit that he had selfish motives and was a little vague in his words. This was how it was.

"Can you be more specific?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Shuli took out a piece of paper and a pen and started writing.

"Let's enjoy the flowers and drink." Shen Si recalled the time he spent with his husband.

There was a softness in his eyes.

Zhang Shuli's pen was still moving quickly and he had no time to look up.

He then asked, "Have you ever played chess with Mr. Yun? What is Mr. Yun's chess style like?"

Shen Si doesn't know how to play chess, but he has seen Yun Qingyan play chess.

He usually plays games with himself.

At that time, the gentleman seemed sacred, wise, and everything seemed to be in his hands.

He shook his head honestly, "No, I don't know how to play chess."

Zhang Shuli's hand stopped as he was about to write, and he couldn't help but say, "What? You can't?"

“You…you…you…”

He didn't say anything.

Shen Si didn't care at all at this time, "I can't help it. I didn't want to learn at that time, and I didn't learn it very well. It's not much different from not learning it at all."

But when he said this, the corners of his mouth curled up rarely.

"That's all. Next, what kind of tea do you usually like to drink, sir?"

Shen Si recalled some of the tea he drank at his master's place.

He couldn't even pronounce any name.

"I don't know. It's all brewed by my husband. I can't taste anything."

But they are all surprisingly refreshing and delicious.

No one else has.

Zhang Shuli paused again.

Can't taste it?

As far as he knew, Shen Si's status was not lowly either.

He couldn't taste...

Either it is too expensive, or it is just coarse country tea.

He just wrote two strokes and started asking again.

"Mr. Yun, do you have any favorite books?"

"No, sir, he likes all kinds of books, regardless of genre. He basically reads everything."

"it is good."

Zhang Shuli had no doubts, nor did he believe that the teacher was the kind of person who only read books of sages.

If you only read the books of sages, you won't talk about mountains and rivers, about the great love of the world, or about ghosts and strange things when you teach...

Mr. Yun seems to know everything.

"Mr. Yun, do you have any favorite snacks?"

Only then did Shen Si realize that he had never seen his master eat those cakes, snacks, and fruits before.

"No."

"Does Mr. Yun have any favorite dishes?"

Hearing this, Shen Si recalled the first day when he ate the meal prepared by his teacher. He really didn't expect it.

The contrast is so strong.

He couldn't help the laugh that escaped his throat.

He wanted to say that his husband liked the food he cooked, but that aroused suspicion.

He also wanted this matter to be a secret between him and his husband.

No one else knows.

"No."

"Okay, then..." Zhang Shuli wanted to ask next, but then he saw Shen Si stand up.

"It's getting late, and I'm tired today, so let's stop here."

Zhang Shuli looked at what he had recorded and thought it was okay.

He folded the paper carefully with satisfaction and put it into his sleeve.

"Okay, thank you Brother Shen for today. If you have any questions, you can always come to me."