Zhou Yan

Recently, Shen Xian got a new chat book. At night, when no one was around, he lit the lamp and hid under the quilt to read it secretly. His little face was red and yellowish when he read it.

When he saw Zhou Mingchao the next day, something was wrong with Shen Xian.

Zhou Mingchao wanted to hold him, Shen Xian took a step back to signal that he could go, Zhou Mingchao wanted to pull him over to hug him, Shen Xian pushed him away solemnly, expressing that he was calm and an upright gentleman.

Looking at Shen Xian who was tense just because he was approaching, Zhou Mingchao wondered, what kind of evil is this.

"Xianxian," grabbed Shen Xian who was about to run away, and hugged him, Zhou Mingchao touched his face: "Are you avoiding me?"

"No, no," Shen Xian tilted his head back, dodging Zhou Mingchao who came closer: "Brother Zhou, don't talk in your ears like this, itchy."

If he struggled any longer, he was about to fall, Zhou Mingchao hugged Shen Xian's waist, and pressed him down.

There was a wall behind Shen Xian, and Zhou Mingchao was in front of him, he didn't dare to approach, pushing Zhou Mingchao, Shen Xian breathed very lightly: "It's a panic here, let me get up."

Zhou Mingchao didn't listen, instead he lowered his body a little, and Shen Xian leaned back, drawing a soft arc around his waist.

"I'll block you with my hands." Zhou Mingchao's breath sprayed on Shen Xian's ears, making him itch: "Where is the panic?"

Shen Xian bit his lip, a little annoyed, if Zhou Mingchao's hand hadn't supported him, he would have fallen to the ground, and now he asked him where he was panicking, and he knew he was bullying him.

I don't know where the strength came from, Shen Xian was about to push Zhou Mingchao away and stand up by himself, but he bent too low and got up too violently.

The ferocious Shen Xian's face changed halfway, to one in pain.

"Zhou, brother Zhou," the two hands that pushed Zhou Mingchao's shoulders changed to wrap around his neck, Shen Xian said with tears in his eyes, "Don't let go, I twisted my waist, it hurts."

……

Sighing, helplessly hugging him gently, Shen Xian sat on Zhou Mingchao's lap, clutching his waist and gasping.

Zhou Mingchao rubbed Shen Xian's waist: "Where does it hurt? Here?"

Shen Xian twisted, reached out and moved Zhou Mingchao's hand to the sore spot: "Here."

Zhou Mingchao rubbed his waist for him, looked at him, and suddenly lowered his head and kissed Shen Xian's face: "What are you doing wrinkling your face?"

How could there be so many sad faces at such a young age?

"You!" Shen Xian wanted to blow his hair again, but the soft meat was still in his hands, afraid that Zhou Mingchao's attack would not be serious, so he could only lie on Zhou Mingchao's shoulder, moaning.

"It hurts there, take it easy, don't push so hard!"

The muscle couldn't be pinched without exerting force, but Zhou Mingchao still relaxed a little and said, "Is it better?"

The tendons that would be mingled together all loosened up, and when Zhou Mingchao kneaded it again, he narrowed his eyes leisurely and comfortably: "It's better, a few more strokes to the left, um, that's it."

Zhou Mingchao rubbed him for half an hour, and Shen Xian was like a cat being brushed in the sun, the hair on his head had softened, and he sat comfortably on Zhou Mingchao's body and dozed off.

Sensing that the boy lying on his shoulders was breathing slowly, Zhou Mingchao rubbed his waist a little harder: "Does it still hurt?"

"Hmm!" Shen Xian opened his eyes, the inside was foggy, he was stunned for a while after hearing Zhou Mingchao's words, and tried to move his waist: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

After finishing speaking, Shen Xian closed his eyes limply, ready to go back to sleep.

Zhou Mingchao couldn't let him sleep, moved his legs, and Shen Xian slapped him suddenly: "Why did you run away when you saw me recently, and didn't let me touch you?"

"What, what can't be touched?" The drowsiness disappeared immediately, and the cat frowned after being poked at the sore spot: "It's broad daylight, don't say such nonsense!"

Thinking of the book he peeked at last night, Shen Xian's heart turned pale and his face turned red.

His face was red, and his lips were also red. Zhou Mingchao looked at him, this man seemed guilty rather than angry.

The expression is the same as that of Shen Xian who secretly ate snacks when he was a child and insisted that he didn't eat them.

In the past few days, she has been avoiding being touched or kissed, forced to pull her over and hugged her, and flinched. Zhou Mingchao wants to know, is it so tiring for other people's families?

"Are you feeling unwell?" Zhou Mingchao asked.

"Ah? Ah! Yes, a little bit," Shen Xian rubbed his nose, "I'm sleepy."

Zhou Mingchao wanted to see what evil things this person had done to be able to look like this, so he put him down: "Go back to the house and sleep?"

"Okay." Shen Xian thought for a while, then hesitated: "What about Brother Zhou?"

"I'm not sleepy," Zhou Mingchao had already stood up when he spoke, and Zhou Mingchao took his hand: "I'm reading."

The relationship was good, Shen Xian turned against the guest, grabbed Zhou Mingchao's hand and walked into the room: "Go! Go to sleep!."

Although Shen Xian babbled, he deliberately stayed away from Zhou Mingchao these few days, but at this moment, he couldn't help pulling Zhou Mingchao and leaning towards him, wishing to hang on Zhou Mingchao's hand and let him carry him away.

Behind them, a gorgeous hem of clothes ran across the gravel-paved road. Princess Changping looked up at Shen Xian and said something. Zhou Mingchao didn't speak, but he held his arm with an expression of indescribable indulgence.

Thinking of Zhou Mingchao who shunned her for a long time and had such a soft side to others, Changping's beautiful eyebrows frowned. She thought that this young master of the Shen family had heard a lot from the servants of Zhou's mansion. Come for lunch, don't get too sweet dishes, the apricot tree in the son's yard was chosen by young master Shen, the son is very precious, the young master came to our house yesterday, and rested in the house at night, the next day I went out with my son.

Changping also thought that when she was sitting opposite Shen Xian and Zhou Mingchao when they were having a banquet at Li's house, Shen Xian secretly put the dishes he didn't like into Zhou Mingchao's bowl, Zhou Mingchao saw it, and just ate Shen Xian. He didn't say anything about the things in his bowl.

The veil in his hand was torn, and Changping keenly sensed that something was wrong between these two people.

"Come, come, brother Zhou," Shen Xian generously brought Zhou Mingchao to the bookshelf, and said generously, "Look!"

Zhou Mingchao stood by the window, the sun came in and hit him: "Okay."

Shen Xian was delighted, thinking how this person is so good, such a good person is still his, the more he wanted to see Zhou Mingchao and Shen Xian liked him so much.

The itchy Shen Xian leaned over and gave Zhou Mingchao a kiss on the cheek, but he still didn't forget the books he read at night with the lights on all those years, and quickly backed away before Zhou Mingchao put his arms around his waist.

"Brother Zhou, read the book, I'll go to sleep." Shen Xian spread the quilt on the side of the soft couch, "I have everything in this book, you can do whatever you want..."

The reading, following Shen Xian's movement of lifting the quilt, exposed a corner of the book on the bed, then stopped abruptly and disappeared into the wind.

It is broad daylight now, the sun is still very bright outside the house, everything in the house is very bright, and all dirty things can't hide, so the book with the blue cover on the bed is on the light green sheet, what kind of mystery is it? The three words in the picture are clear, especially the male word below. Although no one spoke to the two people present, that word was deafening in their minds!Next to it was a page that fell out of the book. It must have been torn off because the viewer was too shocked to pay attention.

Well, sure enough, there are all kinds of books.

"Brother Zhou," at this moment all the words and actions were so feeble, Shen Xian still asked in vain: "What did you see?"

From the book to Shen Xian's face, Zhou Mingchao glanced at the pages that fell out, and paused for a moment: "I have seen everything that should be seen."

……

Shen Xian, caught up in the bright spring day of apricot blossoms.

Although there were only a small part of the pages that fell out, it was still easy to think of the posture inside. Zhou Mingchao's face was also a little red: "Xianxian, what kind of books are you reading?"

With a buzzing sound, all of Shen Xian's strong skin was shattered because of this sentence.

"I just have nothing to do, I just cough cough cough,"

He was vague for a long time, and Shen Xian didn't know what he was talking about. In the end, he only knew that he had read a book and was caught by Zhou Mingchao.

What's wrong with reading!Shen Xian suddenly became angry: "What's wrong with reading! I can't study!"

When a person is in a desperate situation, he will jump over the wall in a hurry.

He said study!With Shen Xian being so frank, Zhou Mingchao's eyes were rarely wider than usual, and blood spread behind his ears.

Two people, one secretly looked at Xiao Potu with confidence, while the other became shy and helpless.

"Ask you!" Zhou Mingchao didn't speak for a long time, and Shen Xian, whose mind was already hot and confused, slapped him on the shoulder: "Can I study?"

"Cough cough cough," Zhou Mingchao looked at the ground and whispered, "Yes."

"Humph!"

The foolish ghost was satisfied, and walked around Zhou Mingchao in the room with his hands behind his back, making himself even more dizzy. He stood there with his head up and thought for a while, what was he going to do?

ah!Shen Xian tapped his palm: "I'm going to sleep!"

Zhou Mingchao was startled by his sudden loud voice: "Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No, no need," Shen Xian seemed to regain some sense, took off his shoes like a fish put back into the water, and slipped onto the bed in an instant, covered his head with the quilt, and a quilt monster appeared on the bed.

"Xianxian," Zhou Mingchao patted the lump outside: "You're wearing a robe, it's too thick, take it off to sleep."

The quilt monster was very obedient, and after shaking around on the bed, Shen Xian's robe was thrown out.

"idle……"

"You are not allowed to speak," a threatening voice came from under the quilt: "Otherwise I will smother myself to death."

It was such a lethal threat, Zhou Mingchao picked up Shen Xian's clothes and hung them on the shelf beside the bed, and when he turned his head, he saw the book.

Shen Xian snatched away all the quilts, and lay quietly on the book while still stepping on it.

After reading the book silently for a few seconds, Zhou Mingchao just raised his hand, and the quilt monster suddenly groped a few times, left and right, touched the tail of the book, and put it under the quilt with a squeak .

Zhou Mingchao: "..."

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I'm back!I'm home!Do you think about me, the recent epidemic is really horrible, raging and rampant, everyone must pay attention to protection.