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"Nizi, kneel down!" Wen Guangting was furious, this unfilial son only caused trouble for him, and the woman next to him was relentless and vowed to seek justice.

"Come on, take this rebellious son down, and reflect on yourself in the ancestral hall!" A group of servants responded and went forward to tie the young man's hands behind his back. Mercilessly, like real guns and swords, nailed a group of servants to the ground, sweating coldly, not daring to look at them.The servant secretly groaned in his heart, yes, Du Ershao's bearing is not something ordinary people can have, this is really a fight between dragon kings, and the shrimp soldiers suffered.

"Don't worry about the Patriarch of the Wen family. I, Du Xiaoqian, have legs and feet. Naturally, I will go out on my own. I can't compare to someone's hypocrisy!" The sarcasm on his face was undisguised, which made Wen Guangting's face turn even darker, you little brat!

A certain "hypocrisy" eldest lady has an extremely good-looking complexion, like a palette, green for a while, the handkerchief in her hand is tightly twisted, and she looks at her husband with a guilty conscience. The couple has been married for 20 years. , but she has never understood him, and has never walked into his heart. This is an unbearable torture for every woman.

"That's enough, that's enough, let the sage be offended, the lowly servant girl is ignorant, and I will lose my face." After finishing speaking, Zhuang Master Wen withdrew himself and watched Du Xiaoqian go away, very much like that woman , Thinking about it, my heart became sad.

Looking at Meng Lang with an apologetic smile, Meng Lang smoothed things over, he could see that being the head of the family was inappropriate, not to mention the sadness in Wen Guangting's eyes did not seem fake.

"The owner's food is really sweet and delicious. Let's eat it quickly. The food is getting cold!" Meng Lang picked up a piece of food from the bowl and smiled on his face, but he was secretly thinking about it, and he didn't know what that guy was doing. That's it.

At the end of the day, the host and the guest mingled with each other, and Meng Lang cleverly avoided any questions about the Meng family in Yangzhou. Meng Lang secretly thought that Wen Guangting was indeed an old fox. It's been four weeks.

Here, Wen Guangting did not get angry after repeated trials and failed. In his opinion, it would be a blessing from God if any family has such talents. Now he can't help but envy the Meng family for cultivating such excellent people.

In the evening, the host and the guest were in peace, and the discussion was very happy. It was only on the moon that Liu Shao Wen Guangting laughed: "Surely, the holy hand is also very knowledgeable in other aspects. It is also a blessing for me to be able to talk with you today. It's getting late. Please ask the holy hand early How about taking some rest and making plans tomorrow?"

Meng Lang clasped his fists back, his eyes were burning, although he was a little tired but his eyes were clear, "Talking with the owner of the villa is better than reading for ten years. The boy is tired, so he went back first."

After saying that, he bowed again, which touched Wen Guangting's heart. The "Jade-faced Master" may not be as important as himself in the Jianghu, but he is also one of the best figures in the Jianghu. He can be commensurate with his peers, but he chose to be a "boy". I am very satisfied in my heart after saving my face.Such a humble junior doesn't know which one will be cheaper in the end?Thinking in this way, Wen Guangting laughed at his ignorance, and at the same time laughed at himself: Anyway, it's not my own home.

Either he underestimated his daughter, or he was just short-sighted. Isn't the poisonous heart of a snake and scorpion something that aristocratic families can't avoid?However, looking at Meng Lang's broad shoulders, slender figure, and handsome body, he couldn't stop the sigh in his heart.

In the ancestral hall, Du Xiaoqian behaved like the second youngest of Wen's family. He glanced around inadvertently, disdainful in his heart. He was still the same as before. Even the ranking on the table had not changed, which showed that he was not in the two Wen's families. In [-], the development of the Wen family was good.

An hour later, Du Xiaoqian began to swear in his heart, from Ma Huilan's stinky mother-in-law to his unreliable father, and then to that bastard man, kneeling on the cold floor, the night chill gradually invaded his legs, and his legs began to It became numb and his knees began to hurt. At this time, Du Xiaoqian regretted for a while. If he had chosen to learn internal skills, he would not have been caught by Meng Lang, and he would not have been bullied all the way, let alone come here. Being wronged by this, at this time he felt that he had suffered a great loss and suffered a great wrong, so he decided not to wrong himself so much.

When the man was wearing night clothes and fascinated everyone quietly, he saw such a dumbfounding scene: in the solemn ancestral hall, Mr. Jia, dressed in brocade clothes and expensive clothes, lay down on the table and fell asleep without any image. Sleeping very hard, the rankings were pulled aside, it was really unscrupulous, Meng Lang shook his head and smiled.

"Dinner is ready!" A seductive voice echoed in his ears, Du Xiaoqian vaguely felt that his feet were numb, his hands were numb, and that vague voice was so familiar, it was a man's voice, and it flashed in his mind Meng Lang's excellent craftsmanship along the way made his thoughts clear all of a sudden. Du Xiaoqian rolled up like a carp and jumped off the table, but the corners of his mouth could not help but upturned, and his beautiful eyes rolled up, "What about food? Keep what you eat, you can go now."

He clapped his hands unceremoniously, took out a close-fitting handkerchief and wiped his white as jade hands again and again. He knew that the roots of his nails were turning white, so he took a critical look at Meng Lang, "Aren't you going to grab food from me? Didn't you?" Do you think I am growing up as a beautiful boy?"

He looked at Meng Lang mercilessly with contemptuous eyes, but a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes. It seemed that every time he was at his worst, it was this man who stretched out his hand. In one point, he was really nice to himself. Although he said he was forcing himself on the road, he was not served with delicious food and drinks, and there were people grinding his teeth with him. He really didn't want to part with that time.

Saying so, the movement of the hand was not slow, and the cover covering the food was lifted, and a delicate fragrance entered the nose, "Crystal Songhua cake, hibiscus cake, and hey, what are these?" Seeing a Anyone who had a bowl of dark soup felt weird, "Fighting the cold and detoxifying, the master's original creation!" Meng Lang was not polite, enjoying the baptism of Du Xiaoqian's gaze happily.

"I don't want to drink such an ugly thing. God knows if I will become as ugly as it after drinking this thing!" This is a principled question involving the second young master of the Du family. .

Meng Lang's face darkened, and he poured the soup he had carefully brewed. Du Xiaoqian panicked when he saw Meng Lang's action, and quickly snatched the soup bowl from Meng Lang's hand, gulping down, regardless of his appearance. Sipping the soup, he muttered in his mouth, "For your sake, I'll take it with reluctance."

Seeing that Meng Lang vaguely understood the young man's intentions, he no longer cared about his unintentional words just now, so he could only helplessly hand over his handkerchief, "Drink slowly, drink slowly, it's delicious and I'll make it for you next time." .”

After drinking half a bowl of soup, Du Xiaoqian raised his head, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, his beautiful eyes were full of complacency, "That's what you said, if I want to drink next time, you have to make it for me. "Seeing the boy's raised neck, under the moonlight, the white jade-like slender neck is like an elegant swan, proud and invincible, the beautiful eyes are just looking at him, the smiling appearance is fascinating, the blood-red moles are bright red. , the black pupils are his own reflection, Meng Lang only felt that his heart was hot, and that strange feeling came again, which was unbearable, just like promising the young man in front of him to do something, just to make him smile. regret.

Meng Lang suddenly became flustered, what was he thinking just now?Hastily turned around in a panic, and replied indiscriminately: "Next time, let's talk about the next time. I see that you have finished eating, so I will go back." After finishing speaking, he tidied up his things neatly, cleared up some criminal evidence, and flew out of Wen Jiazu as if fleeing. In the hall, Du Xiaoqian looked at the man's distant figure speechlessly, why are you so anxious?You must know that a pack of "rosemary" for a man can make people sleep in the dark, and it can't cure the medicinal properties within three hours.

Glancing at the servant who fell down in the courtyard, he winked, thinking that he was so bored, when the evening wind came, Du Xiaoqian curled his lips in a chill, wrapped his clothes and went back to sleep on the table.

Meng Lang dodged into the room, he didn't feel a trace of air flow in his haste, and a figure also passed by the sky.

Meng Lang just felt that something was wrong in his heart, but he didn't feel that it was right. He just felt that his heartbeat had never been so fast. He checked his pulse. Although the pulse was a little faster, it showed that there was nothing wrong with his body. Meng Lang was a little flustered, not his body. The problem, that's the problem in my heart, what happened to make my heart feel astringent and unbearably hot, God knows that when I saw the young man's clear eyes, those eyes just looked at me like this, that heart didn't seem to be me Yes, it was terrible!

That night, Meng Lang had a meaningful dream. In the dream, he was lingering with a person. He smiled and said, "Are you happy?" Finally at the last moment, he suddenly heard a familiar male voice, soft and hoarse, "Just as long as you like it", Meng Lang woke up with frightened scalp numb, because that male voice seemed to belong to that Du Xiaoqian. , looked down at his lower abdomen, it really was a mess, he actually had desire for a boy!

In the following days, except for the first night when Du Xiaoqian was punished to kneel, he spent the rest of the time in the small courtyard with his lovely servants. I haven't seen Meng Lang for half a month, and I still miss his culinary skills and his thoughtfulness. I feel very happy when I'm with him. Even if I am forced to follow him, my heart is full of joy. , really like a carefree teenager, a simple little gangster.

Hearing the woman's coquettish laughter and the servant's jokes coming from Du Xiaoqian's courtyard, Meng Lang, who was separated by a wall, felt that he was inhaling a drug called "Du Xiaoqian". Laughing, I couldn't help laughing, seeing him pretending to be angry, I actually stretched out my hand into the air, as if that Mr. Jia was right in front of my eyes, and smirked at myself.He clearly ordered himself to stay in the room, but his feet always walked this way disobediently. These discoveries made him feel lost, and suddenly he was very helpless and angry at his actions, and he beat his chest angrily with his hands, and he was very angry. He scolded himself: "Meng Lang, Meng Lang, how can you think of a young man, he is really inferior to a beast."

Du Xiaoqian didn't know Meng Lang's pain. When he heard the movement outside the wall, he turned around and saw that the person had gone away, leaving only an overwhelmed lawn.