Zhou Yan

"Brother Zhou," Shen Xian opened his eyes as the moonlight came in from the window, "Are you asleep?"

"No." In the darkness, Zhou Mingchao's voice sounded a little low.

"Oh." Shen Xian closed his eyes: "Then I'm going to sleep."

after awhile.

"Brother Zhou?"

"Ah."

"Are you asleep?"

"No."

……silence……

"Brother Zhou?"

"I'm not asleep."

"Oh," Shen Xian blinked his eyes: "Let me ask you if you are thirsty, do you drink water?"

"Not thirsty."

...............

"Brother Zhou!"

"I didn't sleep, I wasn't thirsty, and I wasn't hungry," Zhou Mingchao stared at the roof of the tent, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Shen Xian said honestly: "I'm not, it's the first time I'm sleeping on the same bed with you, I'm a little nervous."

A large carved bed, lying leisurely on the inside, with his hands neatly placed on his stomach, with his smile, he looks very virtuous and virtuous. Zhou Mingchao sleeps outside, still in a rigid sleeping position. It looks much more pleasing to the eye than Shen Xian.

Shen Xian was lying on the bed, lost his sleeping face all over the place in the past. He grabbed the quilt and tried his best to breathe lightly and shallowly.

But there was no way, he was the one who asked people to come to Shen's mansion with shamelessness, and he was also the one who kept them to sleep, so he could only wrong Brother Zhou to squeeze with him.

However, Shen Xian clasped his hands, and the one who slept with him was Zhou Mingchao!How many girls in Linzhou City are looking forward to sleeping in the same bed with Zhou Mingchao, and he has preempted such a good thing.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Zhou Mingchao turned over and faced him. Although the moonlight was hazy, Shen Xian still felt that Zhou Mingchao was looking at him, and his careful gaze made Shen Xian's ears burn.

"No," Zhou Mingchao said, "This is not the first time you and I slept in the same bed."

When Shen Xian was three or four years old, he climbed tables and benches, picked flowers and grasses and refused to stop, like a wild monkey growing up on the mountain, no one could catch him.

But the three or four-year-old Xiaoshen, who was carved in jade, was really attractive. His wet eyes glanced down, and his two chubby fingers twisted together uncomfortably. People can't bear to be harsh.

But Shen Xian, who made people happy and worried, only liked Zhou Mingchao very much. Whenever King Pingnan came to Shen's mansion as a guest, the young master in Shen's mansion could stop for a while.

"Brother Mingchao!" Shen Xian plunged into the arms of Zhou Mingchao, who was a head taller than him, with his short legs, and raised his head to show his small white teeth: "It's a good time for you to bring Sen to me!" ?”

This poor child only has the correct words that Ming Dynasty's brother said.

Zhou Mingchao, who was already a teenager, patted his head, and handed him a bag of fried chestnuts just out of the pot.

Shen Xian held it in both hands, leaned his head over and smelled it: "Howling fragrance!"

Then the two children ran to the corner.

Shen Xian sat on the ground, his snow-white robe was stained with mud, Zhou Mingchao pulled him up, patted his little butt, and put a plantain leaf on him: "Sit here."

Shen Xian sat down obediently, with his fat legs crossed up, and the oiled paper bag containing chestnuts was placed on his lap, Shen Xian grabbed a chestnut with both hands, talking to Zhou Mingchao in a childish voice : "Brother Ming Dynasty, Nali, has a snail's sackcloth, and he returned it to heaven."

"Did you stab the ant nest yesterday?" Zhou Mingchao asked him. The words of the young master of the Shen family often require people to guess. Zhou Mingchao communicated with him without hindrance, probably because of their similar age...

"Yeah!" Little Luobotou nodded his big head vigorously, and shared his joy with Zhou Mingchao: "Wo Yi, let's get together and get some sackcloth."

He was small, and his hands were small. He held a chestnut in his hand, and after peeling it for a long time, it didn't peel off at all, but Shen Xian still waved his paw vigorously. Although he was not familiar with this thing, he also knew the need Peeled.

Shen Xian's face was flushed, he didn't know whether it was from holding back or from being angry, Zhou Mingchao stretched out his hand to him: "I'll peel it off for you."

Little Luobo, who always liked to be independent, immediately put the chestnut in Zhou Mingchao's palm: "Okay."

Zhou Mingchao pinched it with both hands, exerted a little force, and the chestnut shell was separated, and Zhou Mingchao took out the chestnut meat that was smelling inside.

"Wow!" Shen Xianyuan's eyes widened and he opened his mouth: "Ah~"

Zhou Mingchao fed the pulp into Shen Xian's mouth.

The cheeks of the little radish were bulging, and he was very happy. After eating a chestnut, Shen Xian handed the chestnut on his lap to Zhou Mingchao: "Brother Mingchao, here you are!"

Zhou Mingchao peeled chestnuts to feed him, while Shen Xian ate and babbled: "Wo Latian, when I saw Ah Huang, it screamed fiercely."

Ah Huang is what Shen Xian calls dogs, butterflies are called Xiao Fei, and bees are called Ai Hei, because Shen Xian was almost stung by a bee once, and every time he sees a bee, he has to sullenly say Ai Hei, thinking that he is just like this. Can scare away bees.

Little Zhou Mingchao poked Little Carrot's chubby face: "Did Ah Huang bite you?"

"It's bad." Xiao Shen smiled smugly, and his small face looked rounder: "Wo, I'm throwing trouble."

"Well," Xiao Zhou Mingchao wiped off the chestnut residue on Xiao Shenxian's face. He was obviously still a child, and his preaching tone was exactly the same as that of an adult: "You should run away next time you see it, you know? It will bite you."

"Hmm." Shen Xian nodded his head again.

The two children played until dusk, and it was time for them to go to bed after eating. Xiao Shenxian grabbed Zhou Mingchao's clothes and did not let go.

"Wo, Wo wants brother Mingchao," Shen Xian couldn't tell whether it was snot or tears on his small face, and Shen Xian, who had been obedient for a day, finally started crying when he was sleeping at night: "Wo wants to drink brother Mingchao, break sleep. "

"You have to put on the quilt at night, what should you do if your Ming Dynasty brother catches a cold? Be obedient and sleep by yourself." Madam reasoned with him patiently.

"Wo no invitation!" The child didn't understand this, he felt that Zhou Mingchao was leaving, he cried even harder, and hiccupped: "Wo invites brother Mingchao."

Little Zhou Mingchao didn't speak, just wiped away the tears from the child's face, and pressed his lips tightly together.

"Xian'er, be obedient, mother..."

"Aunt," Xiao Zhou Mingchao looked up at the mayor's wife and said seriously, "I don't kick the quilt at night, so I will take good care of him."

There was no other way but to let Shen Xian, a "toothless man" who didn't even have all his teeth, succeed.

"Hey!" Xiao Shen Xian took a bath, rolled on the bed white and clean in his little coat, he could drink Ming Chao brother and go to bed.

Little Zhou Mingchao covered him with a quilt, and the little doll only showed a pair of dark eyes.

"Be good when you sleep at night," Zhou Mingchao patted him, "Do you know that you can't kick the quilt?"

The child's eyes were wide open, and he put his little feet together obediently, and put his two little hands on his stomach, and his voice came through the quilt in a muffled voice: "You look, what is your shape?"

Shen Xian now is exactly the same as when he was three or four years old sleeping with him, obedient and not noisy, Zhou Mingchao said to close his eyes to sleep, he closed them quietly, and fell asleep after a while, Breathe evenly.

Zhou Mingchao looked at Shen Xian who was still uneasy a quarter of an hour ago and now he was breathing long. Through the moonlight, he seemed to see the previous Baiyu Tuanzi who was crying and wanted to sleep with him again.

After watching for a long time, Zhou Mingchao stretched out his hand and patted Shen Xian's stomach lightly, just like how he coaxed Baiyu Tuanzi to sleep, silently.

Shen Xian scratched his face and fell asleep more soundly.

The author has something to say:

Reminiscing about Zhou Mingchao in the past and Shen Xian who was about to snore while sleeping, what a poor Mr. Zhou.