I am the poor scholar

The anger in his chest was splattered, Xiao Shiqi glared at Bu Qingyun who was standing not far away: "Are you a boy with long hair?!"

Seeing that the wooden door was suddenly opened, and the person who always put "sarcasm" on his face was hit by a snowball, Bu Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and then the dimples on his cheeks became deeper.

He looked at Xiao Shiqi's handsome face that looked more gloomy because he was suppressing his anger, and he seemed to feel refreshed.

With interest, he watched Xiao Shiqi's fist tighten and loosen, and the veins on the fist protruded.

Bu Qingyun believes that if he gets closer, he may hear the slight friction of bones.

Children are the most sensitive, and Dabao can hold back, but the soft-tempered Xiaobao suddenly tightened Bu Qingyun's clothes, and said softly, "I'm afraid."

"Don't be afraid." Bu Qingyun immediately diverted his attention, knelt down and touched the heads of the two children and said, "Go to your mother first, I have something to talk to this brother."

"Brother..." Dabao seemed to be a little entangled, as if he couldn't bear to leave his big brother to the big devil, but when he met Xiao Shiqi's cold gaze, he shrank his shoulders and dragged Xiaobao away in a blink of an eye.

"Big brother, I asked my father to come and save you!"

In the eyes of a child who is not familiar with the world, Xiao Shiqi, who seems to have a murderous spirit all the time, is no different from a monster.

help me?

Bu Qingyun burst out laughing, then stopped laughing abruptly.

He casually grabbed a handful of snow, kneaded it into a ball, hid behind him, and looked at Xiao Shiqi, who was not far away with a dark face.

He calmly found something for himself: "Brother Xiao, it's just a snowball. I'll go and help Sister-in-law Yang cook."

When the sound falls, you will slip away.

Even if he had the grace of saving his life, Bu Qingyun didn't want to be in trouble at this time!

Is cold processing bad?

awesome!

Xiao Shiqi's icy voice suddenly sounded behind him: "The gentleman is far away, aren't you a scholar?"

"Hey." Bu Qingyun stopped in a serious manner, turned his head to the side and said solemnly, "Brother Xiao, this is the misunderstanding of the world."

He turned around, brushed the messy hair on his shoulders back with his white fingers, straightened his skirt and sleeves, and took out the folding fan from nowhere, without shaking it for a while.

With the snowy background, it still looks like a scholar from a distance.

However, his linen shirt is reminiscent of a hermit who retreats to the mountains.

The clear voice of the scholar echoed in the silent halfway up the mountain: "A gentleman stays away from the kitchen, and all flesh and blood can be practiced by himself."

This sentence is to teach a heart of love.

Looking at the scholar's mouth moving and wanting to say more, Xiao Shiqi impatiently interrupted him and said, "I'm not interested."

"Then..." Bu Qingyun twirled the folding fan casually, and bowed to Yao Mo in an instant, "Can I go?"

"Oh." Xiao Yang turned around and said, "No one is stopping you."

"That's the best."

Bu Qingyun turned around instantly and left quickly.

Why is this person always picking on things?

Are you having fun picking pricks?

On the other side, Xiao Shiqi stopped and held the door to look back. The scholar hurriedly walked, leaving only footprints on the snow.

Xiao Shiqi narrowed his eyes.

how to say?

Is this scholar worth recruiting?

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Tomorrow is the New Year's Eve, so Bu Qingyun will help paste Spring Festival couplets, paste paper-cuts, etc., and search for a few poems to teach to Dabao and Xiaobao.

Time flies too fast.

It's New Year's Eve.

In the deep mountains, there is only this one family, and the taste of the year is not serious, but Bu Qingyun is already satisfied.

During lunch, it was Bu Qingyun who ate meat dumplings for the first time in Yang's house.

For Bu Qingyun, who escaped from the hand of death, he was particularly fragrant.

"Mother! I want more!" Even Orion, the children in the family don't often eat meat, and the two children stretched out their bowls together.

"Okay." Sister-in-law Yang smiled softly.

He sighed in his heart, as expected of someone who has read the book, Xiaobu's food is also beautiful.

"Xiaobu." Sister-in-law Yang said while serving the rice, "Tonight is New Year's Eve, and the whole family is supposed to be reunited. When we had the New Year's Eve dinner together, I saw that Young Master Xiao's health has improved a lot these days, how about You just persuade him to let him eat with us tonight?"

"Yes!" Yang Jing immediately agreed, and put the chopsticks on the table, "Wouldn't it be too deserted to eat alone for the New Year's Eve?"

Bu Qingyun thought for a while and said with a smile, "I'll try."

Based on Bu Qingyun's brief understanding of Xiao Shiqi, that man seemed born to keep away from others, as if he didn't want to mess with me.

The face is cold and the heart is warm, but the face is cold and mean to the extreme.

The possibility of coming is very slim, even smaller than sesame mung beans.

In the Yang family, Xiao Shiqi's scope of activities was very small, only the room.

After Bu Qingyun finished his meal, he pushed Xiao Shiqi out of the room, and the corner of his mouth twitched for a moment.

Following Bu Qingyun's gaze, the man standing in front of the wooden table has completely removed the bandages, revealing his lean back and faintly protruding bones.

The lines are smooth and very toned.

Undressed.

Bu Qingyun felt a little awkward.

After all, although he is arrogant and wild in his bones, he follows the requirements of his elders and abides by the way of a gentleman outside, so as not to embarrass the Bu family.

Clean clothes are the minimum.

Close your eyes, they are all men, and they appear to be hypocritical.

Open your eyes, it's a little rude.

Bu Qingyun's spine straightened unconsciously, standing on the spot with a calm face, who knows what's going on inside.

For a long time, the battle between heaven and man in his heart died down, and Bu Qingyun stared straight at Xiao Shiqi's back without blinking.

All men.What else can't be seen?

In other words, this man has really good muscles.

It's the body I've ever wanted.

Force your eyes to wander over, the muscles are well-proportioned, the lines are smooth, and when you take off your clothes, you are exuding masculinity.

It can be seen that it has been practiced.

Thinking of this, Bu Qingyun's mind really quieted down.

"What's the matter?" In the end, it was Xiao Shiqi's voice that pulled Bu Qingyun back from his thoughts.

The man put on his outer shirt, and the man wore Yang Jing's clothes, showing his chest in a somewhat unrestrained way, his eyes still filled with the arrogance and sarcasm that has lasted for a hundred years.

Nobility and arrogance coexist.

When not talking, it is actually very attractive, regardless of gender.

Women admire.

Men worship.

Bu Qingyun's eyes caught Xiao Shiqi's face, and he smiled suddenly: "Isn't today New Year's Eve? Do you want to have a New Year's Eve dinner with the Yang family?"

"Having New Year's Eve dinner?" Xiao Yang frowned subconsciously.

"Yes." Bu Qingyun explained, "New Year's Eve dinner, family reunion, we celebrate the New Year here because the mountains are covered by snow, why not have a New Year's Eve dinner with them? I hope you will go."

The young man's smile was very warm, Xiao Yang raised his eyebrows and said firmly: "No."

He could remember that the two sons of the Yang family were afraid of him.

Xiao Yang didn't want the Yang family to be restricted for no reason.

The author has something to say: Xiaobu: Never, never, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely impossible to like a man!