drunk red

, Tang Ziao didn't even move his hands.

After eating two full bowls of rice, Tang Ziao suddenly realized that he couldn't eat anything.

"Okay, Jiajia eats by herself, I'm full."

"Really full?"

"Well, I'm full, eat by yourself." Tang Ziao took the last bite of the rice he fed and rubbed his hair.

Qian Jia nodded, looked at her father disappointedly, and felt that she hadn't eaten enough, wishing Tang Ziao could eat a few more bowls before finishing.He stretched out his hand, touched Tang Ziao's belly and patted it, with a serious face, he said, "I'm really full."

Tang Ziao felt a little helpless, grabbed his soft little hand and put it down.

Qian Jia didn't care, instead of changing the spoon, she just used that spoon to pick up the remaining half bowl of rice into her stomach.

After eating, they changed their clothes, and the two separated. Tang Ziao was almost completely recovered. Naturally, he would not stay in the room. After explaining a few words to Qian Jia, he went to the martial field, and Tang Qianjia went to the old doctor's place , continue to study herbal medicine.Walking on the road, he secretly muttered about the efficacy and dosage of the few herbs that the doctor prescribed to his father today.

When he arrived at the house where herbs were specially placed in the Tang Mansion, the old doctor was already waiting inside. He tremblingly pushed over a dozen kinds of herbs and asked him to write two prescriptions with these herbs, one was to strengthen the body and strengthen the body. Yes, the other one makes the blood in the body confused and delirious.

The old man taught him that even if it is the same medicinal material, different dosages and different combinations of medicinal materials will have completely different effects. Similar to arsenic, it can be a drug that poisons people, but it can also be a drug that cures diseases and saves lives.The medicinal materials and prescriptions alone are enough for him to learn for many years. Therefore, after two years of learning, Qian Jia is still playing with medicinal materials. In addition to learning to cut his own veins, the old man's and Tang Ziao's veins, he also There is no opportunity and time to practice experience.

He took the medicine handed to him by the old man, identified each one, then spread out two sheets of paper, and added medicinal materials to them separately, frowning slightly, and stretching his brows at times, repeating this many times, and flipping through a few pages in between The booklet was finally prepared, and the old gentleman was full of expectations to check it.

The old man leaned closer, opened it and checked it, finally nodded, praised a few words, and then explained to him the difference between the two medicines for different diseases, in case someone is infected with a certain serious disease, Then the effects of these two drugs may be counterproductive, and treatment should be carried out according to the specific situation.

Although Qian Jia never had the opportunity to practice with the old man, she often listened to him explain the cases he had treated, and in the teaching process, he was never asked to memorize it by rote, but to apply actual cases to let him Take it easy.So far, Qianjia has nothing that can stump him. The old man also said that there will be nothing to teach in a long time, and the rest will be consolidated by his own understanding and application.

After the medicine was dispensed, it was not too late. Qian Jia sat in the small yard with the booklet, basking in the sun while chatting with the old man, listening to him talk about his own experience, and occasionally asking a few questions about certain formulas in the booklet principles and contraindications.

Basking in the warm sun, listening to those strange illnesses and anecdotes, thinking that when I meet Liuli again in the future, there will be uncertainty about who has better medical skills, and I feel very happy.

Not many people will use him in his old age. Seeing Qianjia looking at him adoringly, and studying hard without being anxious, he is also happy to share all the experiences he has hidden in his stomach for many years, looking forward to the future. Qian Jia has also become a famous doctor praised by everyone.

When it was dark, the old man was sent home by a special person. Tang Qianjia was walking on the path back to the room with a smile on his face that he couldn't hide.There were large clouds of burning fire outside, and the house was smudged with a layer of warm orange. He pushed open the door, and Tang Ziao had just returned and was about to light a candle.Tang Qianjia stood at the door, looking at Tang Ziaoxin's tall and straight figure, cold and handsome face under the light coming in through a thin layer of window paper, his heart was pounding wildly, and he couldn't even blink his eyes one time.Under the twilight, Tang Ziao's every move has a warm color, a soft layer of yellow light, reflecting his face much softer, and the usual rigid lines seem to have eased, especially when he heard the movement and turned his head. Looking at Qian Jia's eyes with a hint of a smile, it was so intoxicating that all the light from the room was drawn in, making Qian Jia's beating heart shrink back, he walked forward unconsciously, Hugging Tang Ziao who had lit the candle, he buried his head in his chest: "Daddy." He called softly.

"Huh?" Tang Ziao only regarded him as being coquettish and surrounded him.

"Daddy, I like you so much."

Tang Ziao's body froze, and he patted him on the back without responding.

Qian Jia didn't get a response, and he wasn't discouraged at all, he said to himself: "Daddy, I don't know why, but I just like you very much." After a pause, he continued: "I have liked you since the first time I saw you Now, I like it more and more. When I like it, I feel happy when I see you, and I feel full of energy to do everything. I used to feel tired and weak every day in Qiya Building, and I couldn’t lift my spirits. I didn’t have the strength to do anything, but It’s completely different now, as long as I think of Daddy, I’m very happy. I told Daddy what dream I had at night, and I wanted to tell Daddy when I received praise from the old man. I also wanted to tell Daddy when I saw a cloud that looked like a bunny. Daddy, besides, I ate several bowls of rice and drank several bowls of tea and wanted to tell Daddy..." Qian Jia didn't know how to describe it, but expressed her thoughts in the most honest and simple language: "Daddy, you Say, why do I like you so much? Do other people like a person like this? "

Seeing him looking up at him full of hope, Tang Ziao didn't know how to answer, resisting the violent shock in his chest, it took him a long time to calm down and shook his head to answer: "I don't know."

"Oh." Qian Jia lowered her head, buried herself in Tang Ziao's chest again, and said sullenly: "Daddy, in fact, I like you not all happy, but also uncomfortable. Sometimes, I like you so much that I feel It hurts in my heart, I'm afraid that you don't like me, I'm afraid that you're annoying, I'm afraid that you hate me, I'm afraid that you will leave me. I'm afraid of everything. I thought, if I don't like you, I don't feel afraid, but I don't understand , why do I like you so much, but I still feel uncomfortable and flustered, is there an empty space?"

"Don't be afraid, Dad won't hate you, and will be with you forever." Tang Ziao hugged him tightly, resting his chin on the top of his head, and said solemnly.

"Father, don't you hate me?"

"kindness."

"Do you like me?"

"Hi...Silly boy, Daddy's child, Daddy naturally likes it."

Although Qian Jia was dissatisfied with the answer, she didn't ask any more questions, just hugged him like this, enjoying the warmth and intimacy.

Intimate contact

Tang Ziao woke up the next day when he heard the faint crowing of a rooster outside. Looking at the sky outside, probably not long after dawn, he closed his eyes, turned over, and hugged the dishonest mess next to him. Active child, get ready for another nap.But this plan was disrupted by the child in his arms.At first, I thought that he would stop making a fuss just by turning over, but he kept kicking his legs, as if he didn't intend to calm down at all.

"Jiajia..." Tang Ziao called softly.

Tang Qianjia didn't answer, just kicked his legs randomly, and grabbed his obscene clothes tightly with both hands.Tang Ziao stepped back, and found that the child's face was reddish, his brows were tightly furrowed, he looked very uncomfortable, he occasionally hummed a few times from his nose, and kicked his legs from time to time, Tang Ziao thought it was yesterday's wind-cold infection I gave it to him, and hurriedly stretched out my hand to touch his forehead, as if it was a little hot.The other hand on his neck also felt something was wrong, Tang Ziao's palm hurriedly got into the obscene clothes, his whole upper body was hot, and there was a thin layer of sweat, making his slippery skin It became stagnant, as if it was sucked by the hand and couldn't be taken off.

Tang Zi Ao cut his pulse, nothing happened, but his blood was a little unstable, at this moment, Qian Jia let out a sweet moan, bent one leg, and began to rub against his thigh, as if the discomfort in his body was passing through it. way to alleviate.The blush on his face deepened, and the messy hair was clinging to his forehead and cheeks, soaked in thin sweat, and stuck tightly.This appearance made Tang Ziao faintly feel something, his face froze, the hands on his shoulders froze, and he slowly went down after a while.

When Tang Ziao touched it between his legs, Tang Qianjia immediately let out a satisfied sigh, and unconsciously stretched his waist forward, wanting more touches that would make him more comfortable.He hasn't woken up yet, just an instinctive obedience to the desire of his body, he moved towards Tang Ziao's body.

Under the thin underwear, the top of the sticky thing was already wet. Tang Ziao lifted the quilt, and the top of the underwear was already wet. He was trembling non-stop. Humming.

Tang Ziao felt waves of indescribable feelings, both joy and sorrow.This child is already 15 years old, and he is at the age of vigorous blood. For ordinary children, he had his first wet dream when he was 13 or 14 years old. However, Tang Zi Ao Riri ate and slept with him, so he naturally knew it. In all these years, Qianjia has never had one. Tang Ziao probably understands in his heart that Xu's body has been damaged a lot due to the training in the mansion for so many years, and few of those guests will care about the front. , even if you care