Bound Shark Wife

The morning wind was still chilly, Luo Changyun came early, unexpectedly, just after entering the bookstore, someone came earlier than him.

Except for the head of the bookstore, even the servants would never step in easily, and the people inside made Luo Changyun slightly stagnant.

Shark soaked in the lotus pond all night, happy in his heart, so he didn't sleep much. At this moment, he dozed off little by little with his chin resting on his elbows. Doze off more often.

The movement in front of him disturbed the sleepy Shame, his blue eyes glanced away, and the ignorant and sleepy eyes met the visitor.

Luo Changyun frowned: "Why are you here?"

Shark curled up her lips, her eyes were smiling.

Before he could make a sound, the Zong Zhang also arrived.

Luo Changyun bowed to salute, Xiaoyu stood up straight with flick of his sleeves, and made a salute to the Zongzhang who was painting a gourd, and his sleeves distorted the pen and ink by the way.

Shame hurriedly stretched out his hand to straighten it, his eyes fixed on Zongzhang's face.

Luo Changyun caught a glimpse of his undisguised gaze, and made a serious face, ready to reprimand him, when he saw those blue eyes withdraw shyly.

Xiaosha straightened her veil, and when she sat back in her seat, her eyes were bright and she conveyed a message to Zong Zhang.

I will be obedient.

Pu Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked Luo Changyun to go in and wait.He assigned Xiaosha the task of writing, and when he lowered his head, he bumped into a pair of sparkling blue eyes.

During the days when he was hiding, Xiaoyu would peek at every corner of the Zongyuan, but now that the Zongchang let go, he had even more reason to look at it openly.

Pu Yuan withdrew his gaze: "Let's write."

Shark pursed her raised lips and nodded, "Yeah!"

A screen away, Luo Changyun distractedly glanced at the shadowy blue figure outside, only now did he realize that he had misunderstood the other party's identity.

The blue-eyed boy is not a foreign slave at all, and has an unusual relationship with the patriarch.

It's just that the blue-eyed boy looks really young and immature. In the eyes of Luo Changyun, a closed disciple, the Zongzhang is someone they have respected and feared since they were young, so they didn't make the relationship between the boy and the Zongzhang anything inappropriate. side to conceive.

In the hot afternoon, sharks licked their lips more and more frequently.

He peeked behind the screen several times. The head of the sect and the closed disciples did not talk all the time, they talked occasionally, and then continued to put their minds on the bamboo scrolls stacked on the table, hardly stopping the action of dipping the brush in ink.

A screen away, the two people inside were concentrated and focused, so Xiao Shar dared not make any noise, for fear of disturbing the Zong Zhang.

Liu Songzi brought some food into the house, delicate and sweet millet cakes, served with iced and delicious sour plum juice, just for Xiaosha.

Xiaosha silently sipped the plum juice, and the dryness on the corners of her lips was relieved.

Shark water is afraid of heat, and the hottest summer is also the time when he is most tired.

The Zongzhang has always been rigorous in teaching, Luo Changyun always treats it with [-] points of energy, and from the corner of his eyes, he catches a glimpse of the person lying on the table sleeping swaying, and the brows of the upright closed door disciples form a river.

Looking at the head of the sect again, it seems that he has no intention of pursuing it.

The next day, the Zongzhang and Luo Changyun were conducting an assessment of clan affairs in the pavilion. Under another small pavilion not too far away, there was a blue figure crouching.

The pavilion is facing the water, surrounded by thick trees, the cool breeze is blowing on the face, the head of the shark is tilted, and the veiled face is pressed in front of the rice paper, and the ink slowly smudges on the veil.

The Zongzhang went out with his disciples, and when Luo Changyun came back, he saw that the boy in blue was still sleeping on his stomach under the pavilion, not even changing his posture.After hesitating for a moment, Luo Changyun approached the pavilion, trying to wake him up.

Xiao Shar was in a drowsy sleep, when he heard someone calling him, his misty blue eyes widened and looked at the visitor, seeing that it was a young man somewhat similar to Zong Zhang, with crooked eyes, he said vaguely: " It is you."

Luo Changyun: "..."

His eyes fell on the boy's ink-stained veil, the words of reprimand stopped on his lips, and he said in a stiff voice: "The veil is dirty."

Shark reacted a few beats slower, his mind was filled with tiredness.

He followed Luo Changyun's words and touched the veil, his fingers were dirty.

"...!" Xiaoya loves beauty, she hastily pulled off her veil, picked up the teacup next to her, and looked at his face with the tea.

A clean handkerchief was handed over to him, and he took it and wiped his face without raising his head. His face was rubbed white and red, remembering that there was such a big man standing beside him, and Luo Changyun was still the disciple of the head of the sect. Xiaoyu's attitude towards this man became better. When she smiled without pursing her lips, she would reveal two small and white teeth, which were cute and playful.

"That's right... Did the Zongchang call you over?"

Luo Changyun looked down at the young man after taking off his veil, a little lost in thought.

Xiaosha had to shake five fingers in front of him.

Although the young man acted upright, he was still too young, and at Luo Changyun's age he couldn't hide his throbbing.

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The servant delivered the tea to the Book Pavilion, and caught a glimpse of the Zongzhang standing by the side of the empty window. His gaze should be looking towards the side courtyard enjoying the shade, his face was expressionless, as if he was in a bad mood.

The servant cautiously asked: "Zongzhang?"

Pu Yuan closed his gaze, but there was no big disturbance in his heart.

In fact, this is normal, the shark is still too young, and he has already moved towards the age of no doubt, no one who sees them will guess the relationship between them one step further.

Xiaoyu will meet more people, and more outstanding people will fall in love with him.

The servant left the bookstore and took a last peek inside the room. He always felt that the Zongzhang looked sad for no reason, and a gloom shrouded his whole body.

A quarter of an hour later, I went down to help the Zongzhang deliver the message.

After listening to Pu Chuan's words, Xiaoying awkwardly grabbed the rice paper at hand.

"I-I haven't written it yet, so why is it going to be checked all of a sudden?"

Ah Yuan didn't mention checking his handwriting yesterday.

Luo Changyun under another pavilion cast his eyes in the direction of the two of them, and the servant raised his hand to clear his throat: "Young Master Yu, hurry up to the Book Pavilion, Zong Zhang is waiting for you."

Shark groaned, grabbed the rice paper he used to write on, and briskly ran upstairs.

A few scattered leaves were brought in from outside the corridor, and Xiao Jiao stepped on the leaves and turned around twice, grabbed the rice paper and poked his head out from the door, and looked directly at Shang Puyuan's eyes.

During the hot season, a slight movement can make people sweat all over, Xiaosha couldn't help sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick the sweat dripping from the tip of his nose, his cheeks were hot.

"Ah Yuan, I'm coming in."

Shame shyly handed the crumpled rice paper to the other party, and said flatteringly, "Shame's handwriting is still ugly, but there are no typos anymore."

Pu Yuan reviewed all the words written by Xiao Jiao, and didn't let anyone go directly after reading.

As a matter of course, Xiaoying sat down beside her, with her legs crossed and crossed on the mat, the handsome face reflected in her eyes never left.

Gradually, Xiaoying licked his dry lips back and forth, and at this time the servant brought delicious and sweet fruit stuffing.

Shark took a sip of the fruit wine, staring longingly at the Zongzhang.

The Zongzhang was still dealing with business, so he called Xiaoyu into the room and only asked him to sit beside him, without asking him to write or read.

After a while, Pu Yuan's gaze moved away from the bamboo scroll, and landed on the face of the shark sleeping soundly lying on the desk with his eyes closed.

He pulled down the curtain of the empty window with light movements, and his vision was completely dark.

Pu Yuan looked at Shark calmly, seeing fine beads of sweat oozing from the tip of his small and straight nose.

Xiaosha lifted up her black and slender eyelashes, as if she had discovered some terrible secret.He squinted his crooked eyes and looked at Pu Yuan with a dazed expression for a moment.

"A Yuan peeps at the shark."

The author has something to say:

No, it's still a stuck day, woohoo!

Said to let go but still quietly jealous Zongzhang is too difficult to write Liao.

If I'm jealous, I just don't say it, I just put people by my side and watch.