Zhou Yan

The days passed quickly, after the new year, the days of saltiness and ease were broken, and every household began to be busy again, shops on the street opened one after another, and many young men started the journey of the new year with their burdens on their backs.

The old lady of the Liu family didn't get angry with Xu Chen because of his recklessness. The two families sat down to discuss the marriage. Liu Dongzang was still young, so they just made an engagement first and remarried in two years.

As soon as the new year is over, Xu Chen has to go to the capital to take office. Yang Liu Yiyi and Liu Dong hid him at the intersection outside the pass. Riding on the horse, Xu Chen stared at the young girl's delicate face for a long time, then leaned over to straighten her hairpin : "Go back, it's windy here, wait for me to come back."

Liu Dongzang nodded, and took two steps back, watching Xu Chenyang whip his horse and disappear at the end of the road.

Li Wei was also going to the capital to take the exam, seeing Liu Yuexu with a big belly and checking his luggage, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Moon catkins..."

"Have you brought all your things?" Under the lamp, Liu Yuexu raised her head and asked him. She didn't feel that she was going to give birth soon and her husband was not at home, and she didn't complain at all. The kind that comes back at night.

"Take it, take it all"

"Have you brought your winter clothes?" Liu Yuexu opened the cage for the clothes: "I heard that the Gongyuan is very cold, so you should wear more clothes outside."

"Well, I know," Li Wei pulled Liu Yuexu and warmed her hands: "You, you too."

"You don't have to worry about me." Liu Yuexu looked at him with warmth: "Young Master Shen heard that you are leaving in a few days, did you see the big gift I gave you?"

"What a big gift?" You can't send him an article so that he can go straight to high school.

"The ten or so servants standing at the gate of our courtyard are."

No wonder he came back today and saw a large group of people at the door of his house, and he thought it was a new long-term worker hired by the house.

"What did he send our servant?"

"Let you take it to Beijing for the exam."

In this way, there is no need to worry about being hit with a black stick on the road.

For Li Wei's rush for the exam this time, Shen Xian can be said to have broken his heart. He thought about it for several days on the bed, and asked Honghu to find a few bodyguards. , Most people dare not provoke him.

"Young Master Shen is really," Li Wei's mouth twitched, "It's hard to think about him."

Anyway, after a year, most of the acquaintances in Linzhou City have left, and they have nothing to do, either sneaking down to the lotus pond to dig his father's lotus root, or urging Honghu to steal sweet potatoes from the cafeteria lady to roast. how much.

When Zhou Mingchao came, Shen Xian was lying on the railing in the small garden in a daze.

The weather is getting warmer, the branches are green, and Shen Xian leans against the back of the railing, which is also full of greenery. There are scattered small pink flowers in the green grass, shaking their small petals softly in the spring breeze.

Shen Xian turned his back to him, resting his head on the railing, facing the dead wood sprouting, a hundred flowers showing pistils.

Approaching the pavilion, Zhou Mingchao turned around and walked around the railing, and came to the grass and trees facing Shen Xian.

Shen Xian's eyes were closed, his eyelashes were thick, his breathing was long, his fair and tender face was pressed against his hands and pouted, his moist lips were slightly parted, revealing some white teeth.

The pavilion built in the small garden was not high, Shen Xian sat in the pavilion, Zhou Mingchao stood outside the pavilion, slightly taller than Shen Xian.

Zhou Mingchao's eyes flickered, he leaned over slightly, and kissed Shen Xian's lips.

Soft, slippery, the young man's lips still had some fruity fragrance, Zhou Mingchao's breath trembled slightly, he thought, secretly eating candy again leisurely.

"No~"

It wasn't that someone drugged her, and she didn't know that someone secretly kissed her in her small garden. Shen Xian opened her eyes, her face was flushed, she didn't know whether she was asleep or ashamed.

Shen Xian put his arms around the shoulders of Zhou Mingchao who wanted to run away, his eyes were bright: "You just secretly kissed me!"

"I..." I couldn't even speak, Shen Xian still hugged him, Zhou Mingchao lowered his eyes, and sat down to take advantage of others: "It's me."

The beauty is shy and timid. Zhou Mingchao lowered his eyelashes and looked down, but he dared not look at him. The more Shen Xian looked at him, the more he liked him.

He pulled down Zhou Mingchao's head, raised his head, and obediently put his own on it: "I'll kiss you, you don't need to be sneaky."

This time, we can't stop at nothing like we did just now.

The hand that was originally on the railing gradually moved up, from Shen Xian's arm to his shoulder, Shen Xian's face was flushed, his hands and feet were weak and he wanted to retreat, Zhou Mingchao pressed his head, and pulled him back again.

"Xianxian," Zhou Mingchao murmured in a low voice, "Don't hide."

As the breeze blew, the tender green on the treetops swayed with the wind, and the pink petals floated from nowhere and landed on the hem of the clothes where the two were overlapping.

In the end, when Zhou Mingchao stood up and let go of his leisure, a bunch of petals fell from his sleeves, and he didn't know how long it took him to gather so many petals.

Shen Xian leaned against the pillar and panted slightly, but fortunately, he was sitting on the railing so that he would not fall to the ground.

"Leisure."

Zhou Mingchao leaned over slightly, and wanted to approach him again.

"What are you doing?" Shen Xian stepped back vigilantly, covering his mouth with his hands and making an inarticulate voice: "Don't come here, stay away from me."

Zhou Mingchao laughed softly, raised his hand and took a petal from Shen Xian's hair: "There are flowers on your head."

From that day on, Shen Xian found out that Zhou Mingchao liked to use hands and feet, and took him into his arms when no one was around. Shen Xian's eyes were red from being tossed by him, and he looked like he was being bullied Same thing.

There is a lot of rain in Linzhou City in spring, and it lasts for several days at a time. These days have been cloudy, and there will be heavy rain in a few days.

The city lord invited Zhou Mingchao to the mansion that day, and asked him to ask him about the solution to the flood. The two closed the door in the study and discussed for a long time. Then the wife went to talk to Shen Xian. The mother and son talked for a long time. The wife felt that her son Ever since they bumped their heads, they have become more and more cute. At noon, they asked the servants to set up a meal in Shen Xian's yard. After the four of them finished eating, the city lord and Zhou Mingchao started to discuss again in Shen Xian's study.

Zhou Mingchao and the city lord pointed on the blueprints, and Shen Xian couldn't understand what ditches and waterways they were talking about, so they lay down on the table and played with inkstones, pretending to write, at first they wrote with a bit of style, but later It's a mess, and I don't even know what I wrote.

The two chattered for a while, and the city lord took the blueprint and left with satisfaction, and there were two more people left in the room.

Shen Xian dozed off with his head on the desk, Zhou Mingchao came over and sat down beside him, Shen Xian raised his head, dazedly: "Have you finished your discussion?"

Zhou Mingchao hummed, then took the man on his lap, kissed Shen Xian's ear, and dishonestly stretched his hand into Shen Xian's clothes.

"Zhou, Brother Zhou!" Pulling the hand out of the skirt with great effort, Shen Xian pressed against Zhou Mingchao's chest to prevent him from leaning in: "You, calm down."

Zhou Mingchao ignored him, tied Shen Xian's hands behind his back easily, hugged him, Zhou Mingchao lowered his head and kissed his face: "I'm very calm."

Seeing that Zhou Mingchao was about to kiss again, Shen Xian kept shrinking into his arms: "In broad daylight, you can't do this..."

Zhou Mingchao hugged him and smiled: "What, prostitution during the day?"

Shen Xian's face was hot: "Can you not use such an expression when you say something like this."

Zhou Mingchao raised his eyebrows.

Shen Xian pinched one corner of his mouth and lifted it up, teaching him: "Don't have such a serious expression when you talk nonsense, you have to be a little bit worse."

"Worse?" Zhou Mingchao lowered his head, kissed Shen Xian's lips again, and let it go after a long time, his voice hoarse: "Is this bad enough?"

Shen Xian covered his mouth, learning from the pain, he reasoned with Zhou Mingchao: "Brother Zhou, you can't kiss me again."

Zhou Mingchao shook Shen Xian in his arms, like a child: "Huh?"

"You can't kiss anymore," Shen Xian reminded, grabbing his collar, "My mouth is swollen."

Zhou Mingchao lowered his head to look, Shen Xian raised his head, stretched his neck and was about to put his face in front of him, it was no different from a lamb in the tiger's mouth, Zhou Mingchao smiled, and kissed the face that was sent over there kindly a mouthful.

"Brother Zhou!" Shen Xian covered his face, not being hugged by Zhou Mingchao, got off his lap, and glared at him.

"I won't bother you anymore," Shen Xian was really angry, Zhou Mingchao hugged Shen Xian back: "Be good, I won't bother you."

He said this, as if he asked for it, Shen Xian hit Zhou Mingchao's shoulder angrily.

It wasn't heavy, and I didn't feel anything when it hit my body. Zhou Mingchao hugged him and looked down to read a book, and took him to practice calligraphy. He dipped the inkstone that Shen Xian had just sharpened, and Shen Xian followed his movements little by little.

In fact, it's okay to follow Zhou Mingchao's movement, but this early spring day, with the stove still burning in the room, and the two of them sticking so close together, Shen Xian was sweating.

"Brother Zhou," Shen Xian looked at Zhou Mingchao's face, which was still cold and clear, without any sweat on his forehead: "Are you hot?"

Zhou Mingchao was silently writing the Book of Poems, holding Shen Xian in one hand, and could write well. He wrote the poem about a bandit gentleman, but he didn't look at Shen Xian, but raised his head in his direction: "It's not hot." .”

This tone... Just now, she was hugging and wanting to kiss, Shen Xian glanced at her mouth, and whispered: "I'm hot, why don't you put me down!"

When it was written, Zhou Mingchao raised his pen and dipped his ink: "Huh?"

Shen Xian is most afraid of Zhou Mingchao saying a word like this. Zhou Mingchao's expression is a little lacking. When he is very happy, his eyes are only faint, and people look more gentle. Therefore, when he says a word like this, he does not show his emotions. Shen Xian is not sure. What was Zhou Mingchao thinking.

Shen Xian sat in Zhou Mingchao's arms, very well-behaved: "You don't take me with you when you write, it's a bit boring to see you alone."

"Well, are you bored?"

Seeing that there was something going on, Shen Xian quickly nodded: "It's boring, it's kind of boring."

"Then let's write together."

Zhou Mingchao put the brush in Shen Xian's hand, held his hand and began to write the remaining poems.

That afternoon, Shen Xian followed Zhou Mingchao, and silently wrote most of the words and sentences in the three hundred poems. When it was getting dark outside, Zhou Mingchao let go of his hand and looked at the thick stack of rice paper next to him: "Put the rest of the poem in another day. Come out in silence too."

The author has something to say:

Tsk, what do you say about this thing!It's very bald, that is to say, our little Shen was kissed.