Difficult to comfort the dust

As the Dragon Boat Festival approached, everyone in the Cheng family began to prepare the necessities for the festival. Even Cheng's mother wrapped the rice dumplings with her own hands to celebrate the festival.

Jiang Chaosheng was already sweating profusely after carrying the new goods into the mansion.Before he knew it, he had been at the Cheng family for more than three months.He can endure hardships better than the servants in the mansion, and his hands and feet are also nimble, and everyone is no longer full of defense against this stranger of unknown origin.

Jiang Chaosheng and Cheng Jin walked very close, but Cheng's mother turned a blind eye.Although I don't know why this foreigner likes to be close to his youngest son, seeing Jiang Chaosheng's starry eyes and sword eyebrows, thinking about Cheng Jin's lack of playmates since childhood, it is good to have someone who can play with.

Everywhere in the huge Cheng family mansion was filled with festive joy, and Cheng Jin never had the same smile on his face as others.

"Second Young Master!" The weather was getting hotter, and Jiang Chaosheng was sweating profusely after finishing a lot of physical work, and the back of the servant uniform he was wearing was soaked in sweat.

Cheng Jin lay at the window, watching Jiang Chaosheng approaching gradually, a smile appeared on his face: "Have you finished your work?"

Jiang Chaosheng grinned: "You haven't been out of the house today, do you think it's too hot outside?"

Cheng Jin muttered: "Anyway, if you walk out of this room, there is still a door blocking the outside. What's the difference between not going out?"

Cheng Jin was watched very closely, and Cheng's mother did not allow this young son, who was weak and sick since childhood, to run out, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, he would get sick again.

"Chaosheng, how do you celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival outside?" Cheng Jin asked.

The midday sun was a bit harsh, and it made Jiang Chaosheng unable to open his eyes. He squinted his eyes and looked at Cheng Jin: "Dragon boat races, dragon and lion dances, and theater troupes will set up stages on the street to perform "The Legend of the White Snake". There is also a market at the entrance that sells delicious food!"

Cheng Jin's eyes were full of longing for the outside world, and his face was full of envy for Jiang Chaosheng who had seen the Dragon Boat Festival outside.

"It's so lively."

"Tomorrow, the old lady will allow me to rest for a day. If the second young master doesn't dislike me, why don't you come with me to see the excitement?"

Cheng Jin naturally thought: "But...they watch me so closely, I..."

"Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival. Everyone in the house is busy preparing dinner for the festival, and Madam is going to the temple to ask for a lottery. Let's sneak out in disguise, no one will find out!"

Jiang Chaosheng is like a sea monster that uses singing to confuse people. Every word he utters is using Cheng Jin's longing for the outside world to lure him into rebellion.

Cheng Jin wanted to hesitate any longer, but the moment he met Jiang Chaosheng's eyes, he dismissed it all: "Okay."

In the afternoon, Cheng Jin couldn't even read his favorite book on weekdays. Jiang Chaosheng's appearance was always flashing in his mind, and when he thought of sneaking out of the mansion with Jiang Chaosheng to watch the dragon boat race tomorrow, his imagination suddenly flowed, and he didn't know why. Thinking of something pleasant, her cheeks turned red.

Even the maid who came in to deliver the fruit noticed something was wrong with Cheng Jin, and teased, "What is the second young master doing today? Could it be that you fell in love with a lady from some family, and it made you think about it all day?"

"Chuntao!" Cheng Jin pretended to be angry, "I didn't even go out of Cheng's house, and I met a lady from another family!"

Chuntao covered her mouth and smiled: "It seems that this servant should talk to the old lady, and say that the second young master is about to start a family."

Cheng Jin's face became more and more red: "If you talk nonsense again, I will tell mother!"

"Okay, let's not bother you anymore, why didn't Jiang Chaosheng come to accompany you today?"

Hearing Jiang Chaosheng's name, Cheng Jin glanced away with some guilt: "I don't know. Maybe one of you gave him more work?"

Chuntao was not happy when she heard it: "Master, you make it sound like we are bullying him! The girls in the yard are too late to like him, so how can they be willing to oppress him!"

Cheng Jin waved his hand: "Okay, don't be poor with me, just let me read this book quietly."

Chuntao made a grimace, then backed away.

When Chuntao closed the door, the redness on Cheng Jin's face faded, but her mind drifted to other important points.

That's right, among the maids in this courtyard, which one would not blush and heartbeat when seeing Jiang Chaosheng?Even he, too.

Cheng Jin hadn't dreamed of Jiang Chaosheng in his dream for several days, but he could still vaguely remember the scene in the dream, which was really embarrassing.

Cheng Jin never dared to reveal this kind of erotic dream to others. Although the folk customs are open, the masculinity is not prevailing. —Besides, what if Jiang Chaosheng found out that he had such thoughts for him, and Jiang Chaosheng felt disgusted and alienated him, what should he do?

Thinking of this, Cheng Jin, who was still looking forward to tomorrow, suddenly lost his face, and was not in the mood to finish eating the fruit Chuntao brought, left his notebook, and hid in bed.

Jiang Chaosheng passed by Cheng Jin's house once more after dinner, but this time he was not empty-handed, but he handed Cheng Jin a set of clothes from the window while no one was paying attention.

"Second Young Master, I brought this from the clothes room. You can change it tomorrow, and then go out with me!"

Cheng Jin was still in the depression at noon, and took the clothes unhappily, and was stunned when she saw them—it was a maid's clothes.

Jiang Chaosheng was also stunned, he was afraid that people would see him if he stayed in the laundry room for too long, and it was too dark at night, so he just picked up a set from memory and slipped out, unexpectedly he took the wrong clothes.

Jiang Chaosheng blushed, he was afraid that Cheng Jin would think that he was humiliating him for being too feminine, so he quickly explained: "Second young master, I really didn't pay attention and took the wrong one, why don't I go back to the laundry room again and give you Change one?"

Cheng Jin pretended to be calm, but the tips of her ears turned red with embarrassment: "Forget it, I'll just change it up tomorrow. As long as I can go out, everything will be fine."

On the second day, Cheng Jin changed her clothes, avoided the servants and maids who were nearby, and came to the agreed place with Jiang Chaosheng.

From a distance, Jiang Chaosheng saw a man in maid costume running towards him with his body pressed down.Inexplicably, his heart was beating thumpingly as the man approached.

When Cheng Jin ran close, Jiang Chaosheng's face turned red in an instant.

Cheng Jin was not used to wearing women's clothes, so her heart was already in a mess. When she saw Jiang Chaosheng's flushed face, she was even more confused, thinking that she was embarrassed: "Chaosheng, what's wrong with you?"

"Second young master, you are so pretty." As soon as he said the words, Jiang Chaosheng just wanted to give himself a big ear, hating himself for not even thinking about these words before saying them.

Cheng Jin bit her lips, her heart beating like a drum: "Yes, is it?"

He already looks like a man and a woman, so it's not against his harmony to dress up as a woman. In order to look more like him, he specially used the rouge and gouache left by his cousin who lived in his house years ago.

"I thought it would be weird..." Cheng Jin was a little nervous and overwhelmed.

There was a smile on the corner of Jiang Chaosheng's mouth, he had already forgotten who he was playing at the moment, and stretched out his hand to wipe off a piece of rouge that was not evenly applied on Cheng Jin's face, "No." It's beautiful.

There was just a breeze blowing, and the summer wind was also intoxicating, influencing the couple.

The author has something to say: Women's Play (Dark Fog)