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Lin Ziyan didn't intend to deceive people either.When Zhao Feng asked what his name was, a fat and strong man happened to pass by and bumped into him.

He suddenly remembered that Wang Fugui who came to the house to deliver pork a few days ago was also so fat, so he couldn't help muttering: "Wang Fugui..."

"Wang Fugui?" Zhao Feng asked again, "Where is that house?"

Lin Ziyan: "...to the east of the city, a pork seller."

Zhao Feng was a little surprised, "I can't tell, you are gentle, and you still sell pork?"

Lin Ziyan: "...No, it's my father..."

Then, he became Wang Fugui, whose father was a pork seller in the east of the city.

Jiang Yuxing jumped off the wall with the sack on his shoulders and walked towards Lin Ziyan.

The sack moved and made a "woo woo woo" sound.

Lin Ziyan was startled, and couldn't help stepping back, "You, what are you doing?"

Jiang Yuxing put the sack on the ground, untied the mouth of the bag, and Lin Mo jumped out.

"Woooooooo..."

"Little Mo?!" Lin Ziyan said in surprise, "Why do you..."

Oh, it turned out to be Xiaomo, Jiang Yuxing thought, aren't they all black?

Lin Mo had a cloth stuffed in his mouth, and his hands and feet were tied.He struggled with the ropes on his hands and feet, and desperately wanted to go over to find his young master, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Lin Ziyan hurriedly thought of going over to untie the rope for him.

"Wait a minute," Jiang Yuxing said, "he's too noisy, so tie him up first."

After Lin Mo woke up, as if he wasn't tired of scolding, he scolded him for a long time. The noise made his head hurt, so he had to gag his mouth.

"You..." Lin Ziyan couldn't help being a little angry, "I don't know where he offended brother?"

Jiang Yuxing raised his hand and said, "He bit me."

"Woooooo..." Lin Mo glared at Jiang Yuxing angrily.

"Although Xiao Mo has become a little irritable, he will not cause trouble for no reason." Lin Ziyan looked at Jiang Yu and said, "Dare to ask brother, why did he bite you?"

Jiang Yuxing took a few steps forward, and said slowly: "I can't find you, and he didn't say anything."

Lin Ziyan became more and more puzzled, "Brother, you are looking for Lin... for something?"

Then, Jiang Yuxing said again: "Take off your clothes."

Lin Ziyan: "..."

"You..." Lin Ziyan's cheeks flushed with blood, and he tugged at the cuffs with his fingertips and said angrily, "I'm not masculine!"

Jiangyu Xing seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then paused again, and said with a rather unnatural expression: "But I'm so masculine."

shameless!

Lin Mo wobbled his feet to kick Jiangyu, but he lost his balance and almost smashed his face on the ground.

Lin Ziyan backed away silently, "Come here..." Before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Yuxing moved quickly, hugged someone and covered his mouth, "Mmmm..."

"Why don't you just take off your clothes, and you won't lose a piece of meat." Jiang Yuxing said while covering his hands, "What's the big deal, I'll take it off for you too?"

Lin Ziyan: "..."

Lin Mo finally struggled to spit out the cloth in his mouth, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Come here! The thief is caught!"

There was a sound of messy footsteps outside the courtyard, mixed with Lin Daniu's snarky voice, "Thief? Where did the thief come from?!"

Seeing that the situation in Jiangyuxing was not good, he picked up the sack on the ground and put it on Lin Ziyan's head.

"What are you doing..." Before Lin Ziyan finished speaking, he was picked up by someone, which made him cry out in shock.

Lin Mo watched helplessly that his young master was being carried away, and shouted anxiously: "It's not good! Young master was taken away in a sack!"

Jiang Yuxing carried Lin Ziyan on his shoulders and jumped off the wall.

The person on the shoulder moved restlessly in the sack, "Let go!"

Jiang Yuxing ignored him, listening to the noisy movement inside the wall, and ran away quickly with the people on his shoulders.

He wanted to find a random corner and knock him unconscious and strip his clothes, but he remembered that the weak scholar almost froze in the snow last time, fearing that the wind in the street would blow him ill again.

It was early in the morning and the streets were empty.Jiangyu was running, and suddenly saw an inn in front of him.

The shop clerk was dozing off beside the cabinet, and heard some noises in a daze. He opened his eyelids and saw a man walking in with a sack on his shoulders.

"This lord..." Before the waiter could finish asking, he heard the man say, "One room is up."

"Okay, upstairs, please..." The shop waiter looked at the sack curiously, feeling that it was a bit like... pretending to be a person?

He led the man upstairs, pushed open the door of a room, and the man walked straight in carrying the sack, and closed the door with a "bang".

The waiter scratched his head, confused.

Lin Ziyan was put on the bed by Jiang Yuxing, unable to move.

Just before entering the inn, Jiang Yuxing sealed his acupoints for fear of his making noise, and now he can't even speak.

"I'll just take a look," Jiang Yuxing raised his hand to touch Lin Ziyan's belt, seeing him grit his teeth with a look of humiliation, he said helplessly, "They're all men, what are you afraid of?"

Lin Ziyan was so annoyed that the tips of his ears turned red, and he stared at a pair of wet eyes.

Jiang Yuxing couldn't bear his appearance, so he pulled off his belt and covered his eyes.

Lin Ziyan's eyes went dark and he couldn't see anything.

In the darkness, he heard the sound of rubbing against the fine pieces of clothing, and the clothes seemed to be unbuttoned one by one...

Lin Ziyan held his breath, and his heart was "thumping".

He was a little scared, but he couldn't move at all. He could only let his clothes be slowly pulled down to his waist. His body felt cold, and then he seemed to have warm fingertips caressing his lower back, and rubbed them lightly.

There was an itch in the waist, subtle and unbearable, Lin Ziyan couldn't help snorting, "Um..."

The hand on the waist paused, then moved away again, and after warming up, the clothes were put back on.

The belt over his eyes was torn off, Lin Ziyan opened his eyes, saw Jiang Yuxing staring at him motionlessly, he was silent for a while, and asked, "Are all scholars so white?"

Lin Ziyan: "..." You just want to see if I'm worthless?

The author says:

Uh... why don't we perform a roast squab for everyone?