Rebirth with Love

At noon, a gust of wind blows through the hall, bringing the green fragrance of roses blooming on the courtyard wall, and taking away a lot of scorching heat.Su Xinghua sat in the room, just had lunch, and didn't feel sleepy at all.He picked up the book and pretended to read it, but his mind unconsciously thought of Zhuang Fan.Although I visited his room only yesterday, because Su Yizhi was with him, he left without talking a few words.He still didn't come out to eat today, and he didn't know if his legs were better.

Hong Luo came over with a basket of fresh lychees: "Just now, when a tenant came to pay the rent, they brought them over. The fresh ones just picked are very fresh. Come and taste them."

Su Xinghua stared at the lychees in a daze, and Hong Luo quickly peeled them open twice, and stuffed the translucent jade-like flesh into her mouth: "Sweet or not? The tenant said it was the best choice of cinnamon."

Su Xinghua chewed carefully, the sweet and delicate flesh filled his mouth with a fragrance.After throwing up, she pinched a large and plump lychee and asked suddenly: "What is Mr. Zhuang doing?"

Hong Luo was slightly surprised: "When I entered the Miss's Courtyard, I saw De Qi coming from the Study Courtyard with a rice bowl. I guess I just finished eating and was resting."

Su Xinghua thought for a while, then picked up the dustpan and went to the study courtyard.

The electric fan made a humming sound.Although these foreign gadgets can fan the wind, they are also very noisy.Su Zhen turned off the fan in agitation, and the study was stuffy again.Opening the door, he caught a glimpse of the wing room where Zhuang Fan lived on the side of the study, the door was ajar.Su Zhen walked to the door with his hands behind his back, and knocked lightly.There was no sound from the door, but a gust of wind blew the door open, and his eyes fell on the reclining chair in the middle of the room.

Zhuang Fan's chest was covered with a book, and he was lying sprawled on the recliner.Wearing a suit and bib shorts, two slender, white legs were exposed, and there was a large piece of green on the leg injured by the bicycle.Su Zhen tiptoed to the recliner to look at his sleeping face.Because of the afternoon nap, her face was pink, her forehead was profuse with sweat, and a few strands of hair were sticking to her.There were a few lashes on the eyes, Su Zhen stretched out his hand and stroked them gently, and touched the thick eyelashes, like a small brush, making his fingers itchy.Su Zhen's eyebrows twitched slightly, and his fingers touched his lips gently.Zhuang Fan's mouth is half open, his lips are as red as two soft, glutinous, ripe cherries, rich in color, soft and delicate to the touch, afraid that if he rubs them too hard, the skin will be broken and the water will be squeezed out.He swallowed his saliva, his throat still dry.Fingers traced his lips down his neck.His Adam's apple is not obvious enough, and his neck looks slender and delicate.Even lying down and sleeping, there are no unnecessary wrinkles on the neck.Further down, the chest rose and fell slightly, and the thin clothes made the two chests looming.

stunner.

Su Zhen restrained the restlessness in his heart, withdrew his hand, and looked at Zhuang Fan's face with frowning eyes.I am used to seeing Su Shunqing's face, but seeing such a face again gives me a lot of fresh feeling.I like Su Shunqing, because Su Shunqing is not only beautiful, but also not as vulgar as the young lady in the hall.But even though the entire Su Manor called Su Shunqing: Second Lord Su.In front of Su Zhen, Su Shunqing was still a slave.The cold and lonely slave still wants to please him servilely.And this child has more health than Su Shunqing, and also has an innate superior temperament that Su Shunqing does not possess.

Su Zhen let his desires keep imagining in his mind, and his body became hotter and hotter.

"Dad." Su Xinghua came in with a dustpan and lychees.Su Zhen was slightly taken aback, frowned and cleared his throat.Su Xinghua put the lychees on the table, and stretched out his head to look at Zhuang Fan who was sleeping soundly on the recliner.

"Mr. Zhuang is asleep, let's not disturb you." Su Zhen said in a low voice, and pushed Su Xinghua out with him.

"Why don't you rest at noon?" Su Zhen looked at Su Xinghua's slightly flushed face, and frowned: "You're running around again."

"No." Su Xinghua responded lightly, pressing his heart that was beating wildly.

"Mr. Zhuang came here as a guest, but was injured because of you. You need to restrain your temper."

"Didn't you also ask him to teach me how to ride a bicycle?" Su Xinghua was a little unhappy: "What does this have to do with my temper?"

Su Zhen glared at Su Xinghua, and didn't bother to teach her a lesson.He knew exactly what kind of temper his daughter had.Even if she knew she was wrong, she would not let others teach her a lesson.

"Go back, let Mr. Zhuang take a good rest." Su Zhen walked to the study.Su Xinghua resentfully twisted her body out of the study yard.

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There was a faint aloof fragrance floating around in the study room, and it became a strange smell with the fragrance of books.Su Zhen's mind was full of Zhuang Fan's face.It's not that he has never been to a big city, and he has seen many people of all kinds.Those dandies in the entertainment venue, although they are tall and beautiful, they are just a layer of gold and silk on the cigarette paper, which will wrinkle when rubbed, and disappear when scraped off.It's just that Su Shunqing has always been his favorite.It never occurred to him that someone could shake Su Shunqing's position in his heart.And he was a child without any scheming, with a youthful face all over his face.

Su Zhen sat on the grand teacher's chair irritably, and couldn't calm down when his desire arose.He also hated to solve it by himself.He got up and went back and forth in the house for a few times, just in time Su Shunqing walked in with a bowl of sour plum soup.Seeing him, Su Zhen immediately sat on the teacher's chair and waved to him: "Come here."

Su Shunqing was startled.

"Quick." Su Zhen looked at him impatiently.Su Shunqing put down the sour plum soup and walked up to him. Su Zhen pressed him in front of him, and pulled off his pants to reveal what was sticking out inside.

"This..." Su Shunqing's gray face was slightly red: "It's daytime, Mr. Zhuang... Mr. Zhuang is next door..."

"Worry." Su Zhen pressed his head.Su Shunqing opened her mouth to hold it, skillfully sucked and bit her tongue, and inserted it deep into her throat.Su Zhen breathed out lightly, the pleasant feeling made his body extremely comfortable, and it sprayed into Su Shunqing's mouth after a while.Su Shunqing swallowed it with a mouth full of fishy smell, thinking that the matter was over, Su Zhen pulled him and asked him to sit on it.Su Shunqing was sweating slightly, put her arms around Su Zhen's neck, and sat down on him obediently.Without any preparation, the tunnel is extremely dry.It took a lot of effort to fully enter, Su Shunqing only felt the burning pain behind her, moaned in a low voice, and twisted her waist involuntarily.After all, he had some taboos, he didn't dare to make too much movement, he only dared to gently bump Su Zhen's body.

Su Zhen looked at his face, his facial features were exquisite and beautiful, but his skin color was dull.Even though he was doing such a high-spirited thing, he was also depressed.Su Zhenning frowned, supported his waist and began to push him.Su Shunqing was half in pain and half excited, gasping for breath.After all, they are people who are very familiar with each other, even if Su Shunqing is reluctant, she still knows how to make Su Zhen happy.After tossing and turning for quite a while, Su Zhen finally vented his desire and came out of Su Shunqing's body comfortably.

Su Shunqing roughly cleaned up Su Zhen's body and adjusted his clothes with legs crossed.Su Zhen pinched his chin and looked at his blue eyelids, his face was even more tired and gloomy due to the tossing just now.Like the old lime on the powder wall, it has been worn away by the years and is no longer glamorous.

"You're old." Su Zhen couldn't help frowning, with a look of disgust inadvertently tucked into his brows.

Su Shunqing glanced at him sensitively, and Su Zhen collapsed on the bamboo couch in the study and began to take a nap.

"You rest." Su Shunqing wrapped herself up and exited the study.