Yu Juntong

It's not dark, there are only a few small vendors left on the street, and there are big red lanterns hanging from the eaves. Standing under the lantern without worry, I think of many things when I was a child. No wonder the gentlemen who hide from the world hide in quiet places. Don't see things in the world of mortals, don't think about people in the world of mortals.Wuyou once said that he would plant two rows of sycamore trees on the road in front of Bailizhuang, and after the Qingming Festival, the sycamore flowers would bloom in clusters, forming a sea of ​​purple clouds.

"The food is ready, go upstairs to eat, or go to the front?"

"Sycamore, did I say I would plant a sycamore tree for you? I have lived on the mountain for more than ten years, but I haven't planted it for you. You won't blame me, will you?" Zhongping adds calm feelings.Wutong was moved in his heart, pulled Wuyou into his arms, put his chin on Wuyou's head, and stroked his back with his hand: "Master, how could Wutong blame these things, Wutong is most fortunate to meet you in this life!"

"Yeah, I also thought, if I hadn't met you, how could I have survived the massacre of Bailizhuang? Maybe even my little life would have been buried in the loess!" Wuyou couldn't help laughing at himself. After more than ten years of stealing life, now he has finally achieved something in his studies and can finally avenge the death of his parents.Returning to the market, Wuyou's originally peaceful heart became turbulent again.

"Master, don't say that!"

"Wutong, this revenge is actually unknown, are you still willing to accompany me to revenge?"

Wutong's brows became tighter, and he hugged Wuyou even tighter, making up his mind to follow life and death, and responded in a more solemn tone: "Wutong is willing, willing to do anything!"

"Ahem, two young masters, the food is ready. Look, do you want to bring it upstairs?"

Xiao Er, who suddenly ran out to speak, was startled by Wuyou, and jumped out of Wutong's arms, looking at Xiao Er who was laughing in embarrassment, fortunately, it was dark so that he could not see Wuyou's face as red as red silk, and immediately Getting angry, "Bring up the dishes!" Then he walked upstairs quickly and threw the embarrassing situation to Wutong.

Of course, Wu Tong is a cheeky pout, hehe joke Wuyou, and turned around to tell the ignorant Xiao Er: "Take me to get the food, and I will serve it myself."

"Okay, Young Master, come with me." Xiaoer knew that he had disturbed Yaxing, suppressed a smile, and led Wutong to the front hall. There are really no surprises in this world.

Upstairs, two or three candles were lit, and the room was bright and majestic. There were several imitation vases, a pair of couplets, and the moon sent the fragrance of flowers to the small courtyard, and the wind shook the bamboo shadows to the secluded room.This shop is bold and exaggerated enough. Pushing open the window, you can see the faint lights of thousands of houses. You don’t see the moon rising up, or the wind shaking the bamboo shadows. Add to the melancholy!

"Master, let's eat!"

"Why did you serve the meal for so long?" Wuyou asked casually, and was about to blame Wutong, who knew that there was a pair of clay dolls on his tray, two male dolls with thick heads and bald heads, "You ran to buy this? "

Wu Tong smiled slightly, took the food from the tray and put it on the table, and explained in a slow tone: "Because I want to ask the young master tonight, of course I have to give the young master some favors!"

Wuyou didn't know what he was planning, so he took out his chopsticks and ate a plate of red meat on the table, while the two dolls were nearby and didn't pay attention.Wutong shook his head resentfully, and sat down to eat together.

"Wu Tong thought the young master liked it, so why don't you buy two hawthorns in syrup, maybe the young master doesn't think it's enough!"

"If you really buy it, I'll really eat it up!" Wuyou knew that Wutong was a little sour, and couldn't help teasing him. Seeing that Wutong's face darkened and he was about to get angry, Wuyou felt much more comfortable, "Why? , are you going to be angry?"

"Sycamore dare not!"

"Haha!" Wuyou found that Wutong is a very fun person. He used to rely on Wutong, but now that he has grown up, he finds that Wutong's arrogance can be compared with that of Daddy, but he has bound himself in the identity of a servant. He was so angry that he wanted to beat Wuyou up, but he had to hold back.Wuyou laughed softly, the more he laughed, the funnier he was, he clutched his stomach and laughed and fell to the ground, curled up on the ground, "Wutong, haha!"

Wutong was getting more and more angry at this worry-free smile. Seeing him laughing like this bastard, he even pursed his lips and laughed, put down the bowls and chopsticks, ran to Wuyou's side, hugged him, and threatened him. : "Master Wuyou, since you are smiling so happily that you don't even eat, why don't you eat!"

"What are you going to do again?" Wuyou remembered that the last time he had this expression, he was pulled on the bed and bullied him severely. What was he going to do again? Throw it on the bed.

"Today I asked the shopkeeper what to do when we get married. He told me that we should cover our head with red silk and tie our hair and tassels to be married. Young master, let's get married today!" Yes, there is no pattern on it.

"Didn't we already do that? We're not married yet. I didn't even say we'd marry a girl. Why are you messing with this?" Wuyou stepped back, this red silk was not for a woman's house, he was a man , How can you cover this silk, "Wutong, why don't you wear it!"

Unexpectedly, Wu Tong readily agreed, "Okay!" Putting the hijab on his head, his eyes were blushing, "Master, take off the hijab!"

"If I don't lift it, what will you do?" Seeing that his appearance in red silk was funny, Wuyou intentionally made fun of him.

"Master, you can try it!"

Wutong was covered with red silk on his head. He couldn't see his eyebrows and eyes clearly. He just thought it was funny. Wuyou opened his mouth and giggled. With a pinch of two fingers, the red silk hijab slipped off Wutong's head. It was probably because the gauze curtain blocked the candlelight. Wutong stopped laughing, and asked Wutong very seriously: "Wutong, you are serious. You must know that getting married is not just a joke, nor is it a brotherhood. Master-servant friendship. Can you Don't make fun of me!"

Hearing Wuyou's frightened question, Wutong suddenly felt empty, and laughed at himself, not knowing who was laughing, "Master, do you think Wutong is joking?"

Asked by him, Wuyou didn't know how to answer, could it be?

But Wutong got off the bed, went straight to the table, picked up a bronze sword, put it in front of his neck and cut off a lock of hair, "If Wutong violates the oath of life and death, he will do it like this, young master can understand Wutong heart?"

"Didn't you say that you have to tie your hair when you get married? Is it possible that I want to cut my hair." Wuyou was probably frightened by his actions, so he succumbed. Even after that, Wuyou has always suspected that his marriage with Wutong is Threatened and intimidated by him.

Sure enough, seeing Wuyou let go, Wutong placed the bronze sword on the table, with the wind blowing on his feet, he strode gracefully to Wuyou's side.A satisfied smile finally emerged from the corner of his mouth, leaving a strand of black silk behind Wuyou's right side, and tied his hair together, "Young master, this is a hair knot, you have to remember, you have tied your hair with Wutong all your life, Don't do this with anyone else!"

Wuyou really thought that he was going to cut off his hair, but he only needed to tie his hair in a knot, so of course he had no doubts in his heart, and he agreed immediately, "Okay!" He agreed with pride, and smiled foolishly at Wutong .

"Master, tonight, Wutong is willing to lie under the young master, and you can do whatever you want." Wutong actually took out another small white box with no drawing on it, pulled Wuyou around, and pulled Wuyou On the body.Wuyou didn't understand what he was thinking here, Wutong actually drove him to a desperate situation.

"Wu... Wutong, what are you doing?"

"Could it be that the young master is going to be Wutong's crotch for the first time?"

"I haven't done it before, and I haven't learned it, let me learn it first?" Wuyou Gulu rolled away from him, closed his eyes slightly, pursed his lips and smiled.

The person beside him turned over and stepped up, sitting on Wuyou's lap, looking at each other, forcing Wuyou to turn his head to one side, "What are you looking at?"

"Husbands and wives get married, and we will be together forever!" Indus murmured emotionally, and slowly untied Wuyou's green shirt with his hands. His skin was as smooth as blue and white porcelain. Fortunately, he practiced kung fu since childhood, and his skin is firm, and he looks like a willow waist , "You'er, we will be husband and wife from now on!"

Listening to his sweet words, Wuyou smiled and scolded him, "It's not big or small, I'm the young master!"

Wutong sneered, raised his hand, and put out the candle, "My good young master!"

"Well!"

The willow twigs are on the moon, and the jade bed is shaking under the tent.The ointment floats musk musk, and the porcelain bottle covers a good night.

Although he had experience in the valley, Wutong stopped and turned Wuyou over on the bed like a carp, "Your!" Wutong called Wuyou's name softly, and stood up, "Uh!" Shout out restrainedly.

"You'er, I'll take it easy, the pain will stop gradually, I'll take it easy!"

"Ok!"

The red window was open, and the moonlight came in, just like the moonlight was ambiguous that day, the sugar water melted, and a thick layer spread out, in order to help Wuyou cover her shyness, and covered the moonlight.Inside the house, she was panting again and again, short of breath, and the boy in the corner downstairs hid his face and hid in the house.

The spring night is short, and there is nothing to take care of there.Only by doing all I could, the wedding night in the bridal chamber was brought to a successful conclusion.

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The following supporting actors will all be on stage.It's a bit late, and I'm going to order a two-person world for two brats.