The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

There was no moon that night, and the night was not bright.

Perhaps to highlight the lights in the theater, the moonlight was obscured by clouds. On the narrow path in the darkness, the figures in the distance were not very clear, and even the vague voices seemed like Xue He's imagination that was too much in his mind.

But even this little fantasy was enough to make Xue He run over.

"Young Master..." As the distance got closer, Xue He could see the person clearly in the dim night. It was the Young Master.

The heat affected his brain, making him feel a little dizzy, so he walked straight forward and hugged the person in his arms.

There was a slightly cool silk fabric under his hand. Xue He woke up for a moment, quickly let the man go, calmed himself down, and realized an important issue.

The young master was walking alone on the path, with no one to look after him. Where did everyone else go?

Reaching out and pulling the young master's shoulder, Xue He lowered his head and asked.

"Master, where is Xiao Cui? Where is Yue Niang? Are you the only one there?"

"Hold, I'm tired"

The silly young master tilted his head, as if he didn't understand why Xue He asked that, and didn't answer.

He moved closer, put his arm around the back of Xue He's neck, and raised his head, waiting to be hugged as usual.

The distance between them suddenly shortened, and their auras mixed together. The air from the other person's breath sprinkled on his chest, making Xue He's blood burn.

Originally, I didn't care about the alcohol, but now, it is particularly difficult to bear.

Xue He pulled the arm off his neck, stepped back, bent his waist, and coaxed: "Master, don't get so close... This... is against the rules."

The silly young master was not the type to be considerate of others, he had no idea about Xue He's current situation and didn't care about it at all. When he heard that the farmhand, who was always obedient, didn't agree, he became angry.

When the other party wanted to retreat, he insisted on moving forward, and emphasized the words: "I am tired."

"Master..." Xue He put his arm between the two of them, fearing that the master would find out something. He knew that the other party was going to lose his temper, but he could only coax him first: "Can you go for a while? I'll take the master back."

"No!" After being rejected twice in a row, the stupid young master felt his legs were so sore and he refused to walk.

Seeing that the farmhand didn't react, he angrily pulled the other's arm and started biting it.

The dull pain of biting flesh was not obvious, but the feeling of the teeth scraping against the skin caused numbness from top to bottom of the spine.

Xue He followed the opponent's strength as usual and waited for the young master to vent his anger.

His gaze moved down to the other person's lips that matched his dark skin, and his eyes darkened a lot.

He closed his eyes and tried hard to suppress his physiological reactions, trying his best to avoid inadvertent stimulation.

Seeing that the young master was finally willing to let go, he softened his tone and begged, "Young master, let's go back first, go home first, okay?"

The silly young master thought that after teaching the farmhand a lesson, he had become obedient and knew that he was powerful, so he stretched out his arms again and asked the other party to bend down.

Xue He sighed, bent down in compromise, allowing the young master to cling to him, picked him up horizontally, and turned to walk towards the You family's residence.

"Again, hide"

Nestled in the farmhand's arms, the silly young master felt something was wrong at the first moment. He rubbed against him, but couldn't avoid the feeling of being poked by him.

"Don't move." Xue He's whole body stiffened. He took a few quick breaths before continuing walking.

It is more difficult to control than imagined.

The farmhand sneered "fierce" and the silly young master was very unhappy. He opened his mouth and bit the other's collarbone.

[Father, your son is very patient. I asked someone to add twice as much to the wine!]

The strong chest muscles were so close to him that he couldn't help but take another bite.

[…Don’t call me, I’m still a child.] Tiandao poked his head out, squinted his eyes to make sure there was no bad scene, then he leaned forward and responded, then quickly retracted it.

As expected, the villain is very scheming. Even if Xue He avoided the tea with added ingredients by Yue Niang, he could not avoid the wine specially arranged by You Mu.

[Why are you in such a hurry? He can’t run away] Aren’t all people yours?

[You don't understand...] In Xue He's eyes, his mentality is no different from that of a child. If he doesn't give Xue He a push, wouldn't it be a long time before the business opens?

[…I’m leaving, don’t call me.] Tiandao really didn’t understand, but the current state of the two of them didn’t seem like they would wait for it to understand, so it left first.

"Young Master, don't move." Xue He held the person up and lifted him up, his voice very suppressed.

But this silly young master was quite rebellious. The more he was told not to move, the more he hesitated. He just couldn't stay still and kept rubbing his legs against the farmhand's arm.

"Xue He, hot"

The farmhand's body was burning so hot that the heat could be felt through two layers of cloth. This made the young master, who loved to stay cool, feel a little uncomfortable. He had just walked a few steps in the arms when he struggled to get off again.

He patted the farmhand's shoulder with his palm, and the other's muscles were tense. The silly young master leaned close to the other's ear and ordered him to put him down without realizing it.

The rubbing against his ear completely broke the precarious string in Xue He's heart.

He put the young master down, his feet touching the ground, lowered his head, and used his burning palm to pull the young master's hand, which was on his shoulder but had not yet been removed, and brought it to his neck.

He pinched the young master's chin with one hand to block out the dissatisfied words and angry nasal sounds.

There was no other figure on the narrow path blocked by the corn wall. On normal days, there would be villagers stopping in these fields to check on the growth of the crops.

But these few days were a time of celebration, and most of the people in this village and neighboring villages gathered near the theater, and no one else was paying attention to what was happening in the fields.

There was a rustling sound of branches and leaves, and when I looked again, the two people on the road had disappeared.

In the cornfield far away from the path, the brittle corn stalks were bent at the roots, clearing a small space.

When he was dragged into the cornfield with his mouth covered, the silly young master was still angry that the farmhand was so hungry that he even wanted to bite his mouth raw.

Before he knew it, the farmhand held him up by the scruff of his neck and pushed him down to lie on his back on a bed of corn leaves covered with coarse cloth. Prompted by the itch, he reached out to push the side of his neck, and the silly young master finally realized something was wrong.

This farmhand looked like he had been hungry for three days and three nights. Something was very wrong.

My mother never taught me how to deal with such a situation.

I was at a loss for a moment, and when I came to my senses, my wrist was pressed above my head.

At this time, the young master finally felt a little scared, but the farmhand's eyes were red and his muscles were strong, so he couldn't get away no matter what...

Xue He came to his senses a little, and looked up. The young master's eyes were wet from crying, and because his mouth was blocked, he was sobbing hard.

But the more pitiful it looks, the more it stimulates people to have evil thoughts.

While following the escort convoy, he heard a lot of vulgar language from the men and naturally knew about the things that went on between men.

After all, this kind of thing is not accepted by the public. Before coming to the You family mansion, he never thought that he would have desires for a man.

But sometimes, the more you suppress it, the more vigorously the evil fire burns.

The effect of the wine had decreased a lot, but Xue He had no way to let go. He put his hands over the young master's red eyes and lowered his head.

"Master, I'm sorry..."

A play comes to an end, with gongs, drums and erhu accompanying the actors' singing.

It was getting late, and even though there was a second show tonight, people who could not wait any longer left the theater one after another.

The cornfield was completely silent, with only one or two slight noises occasionally heard. Two villagers who were returning home together, yawning, turned their heads around, but found nothing. They thought it was some insect making the noise, and quickly left the cornfield.

A slender white hand, with its fingertips stained with mud, was struggling to grab a corn stalk that was close at hand, using the force to avoid some of the impact.

However, it was grasped by a rough hand coming from behind and taken back.

Xue He pressed his subordinate's waist, and with a dark look in his eyes, he dragged back the person who was sobbing, with red cheeks and eyes, and trying to crawl forward to avoid...