Zhou Yan

Linzhou City recently opened a Furongzhai, which has dried and candied fruit, melon and fruit snacks, roast chicken and roast goose, everything is there, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going in the shop.

The noble gentleman in a crescent-colored robe came out with cakes, Shen Xian talked for several days, Zhou Mingchao couldn't beat him, so he bought some pastries for him.

As soon as he left the house, a beautiful woman walked up to him, with slender fingers, red lips and black eyebrows. As soon as he saw Zhou Mingchao, he greeted him: "Shi..."

Zhou Ming took a step back, frowned and said, "Princess."

He nodded lightly and said hello. Zhou Mingchao walked around her and wanted to leave.

"Shizi, I want to say a few words to you." Changping chased after him.

"I'm sorry, Princess, the children are still waiting for me," Zhou Mingchao didn't mean to stop, seeing that he had actually walked a certain distance at a leisurely pace: "I don't have time today."

"Then what I told you," Princess Changping yelled on the street in spite of face, "is it about the young master?"

Zhou Mingchao paused and turned around: "What's the matter?"

If it really stopped, the princess gritted her teeth in hatred and crumpled the embroidered handkerchief in her hand.

Changping came today, made enough preparations, and was full of ambition when she went out. She caught Zhou Mingchao's weakness. When she mentioned Shen Xian, Zhou Mingchao's expression froze for a moment, and Changping became more and more proud. Sure enough, there are tricks.

She wanted to use this matter to threaten Zhou Mingchao. She had been in Zhoucheng for a while, but there was no progress. Time was running out, and she was about to return to Beijing.

"The young master of the Shen family looks really pretty." Changping leaned back on the chair, his brows and eyes triumphant: "The people of Linzhou City are simple and honest, they respect and love you, but I don't know if it's a young city master who likes them. Will they still care about the masculine son as before?"

When Chang Ping said this, Zhou Mingchao’s hand had just been placed on the teacup. The clerk was new to the store, and the cup was full of tea, almost overflowing. No sound.

"Your Majesty doesn't seem to care much about the opinions of the world, what about Young Master Shen?" Changping picked up the teacup in a leisurely manner, took a sip, and put it back on the table gently: "He seems to be ten years old this year. Six? I've met him a few times, that child was brought up pampered, he has a straightforward temper, I like it even when he smiles, he is so innocent."

Changping observed Zhou Mingchao's expression, and continued: "I just don't know, if such a delicate young master is known to be with a man, will he cry when people point at him and scold him? I think the city lord is strict with him. If he finds out that his son is with a man, will he be so angry that he will break his leg? After being abused by the world and rejected by his parents, will the young master still be willing to be with you?"

"Of course I would!"

Before Zhou Mingchao could respond to Changping's provocation, a person suddenly pressed up on his back. Shen Xian hugged him from behind, put his head on Zhou Mingchao's shoulder and looked at Changping opposite him, bending his eyes: "I am I like Brother Zhou, what do you want!"

"Why are you here?" Touching Shen Xian's fluffy head, Zhou Mingchao's expression remained unchanged, but his tone softened a lot.

"I came to look for you," Shen Xian pulled him up: "I woke up and didn't see you, so I went to the street to look for you. I didn't expect you to drink tea and chat with others, and cursed me."

Zhou Mingchao let him drag him away: "I didn't curse you."

"I didn't mention you." When he walked to the door, Shen Xian remembered something, turned his head, and said to the ashen-faced Princess Changping: "Sister, since you can see it, then we will not hide it from you, Zhou Brother is a man with a master, when the two of you meet in the future, you still have to be careful, too close, it is not good for the three of us."

"Don't you all feel disgusted?" Seeing the two of them leaving after talking, and seeing her as nothing, Changping couldn't help it. Today's makeup made her very gorgeous, and Meiyan's face became sour at this time: "Are you not afraid that I will tell your scandals and let everyone in Linzhou City watch your jokes?"

Shen Xian paused, stopped without looking back, and said in a helpless tone, "It's up to you."

After speaking, he pulled Zhou Mingchao's hand even tighter, and the two walked out of the restaurant's cubicle one after the other.

"Xianxian..." On the street, Shen Xian still held Zhou Mingchao's hand, and Zhou Mingchao made a hand in Shen Xian's palm.

Shen Xian dragged the person to his side, and the moment he opened his mouth, he was full of suppressed anger: "Is this how you are threatened by her every day?"

Zhou Mingchao was stunned: "No."

To be honest, Shen Xian thought that Zhou Mingchao was comforting him, and felt even more distressed. Shen Xian touched Zhou Mingchao's face. Poor brother Zhou, facing a princess with a demonic aura, who spent all day in hypocrisy, People looked haggard.

"Brother Zhou, let's find a place where no one is around!"

"Huh?" Zhou Ming was thinking about something in Shen Xian's little head that really didn't know much about it.

Shen Xian lowered his head, blushing, "I want to kiss you."

Because of this sentence, it only took half a quarter of an hour for Zhou Mingchao to take Shen Xian from the street to Shen's residence.

Looking at Zhou Mingchao who was flying around the wall with Shen Xian in his arms, the passers-by were puzzled: "You're in such a hurry, did the young master bump his head again?"

The bystanders shook their heads: "Head bumping twice in three days."

"Brother Zhou, you, uh..."

When the door was pushed open, Shen Xian's waist was about to be strangled, Zhou Mingchao let go of him, but before he breathed a sigh of relief, Shen Xian was pressed against the closed door, and his lips were blocked again.

Shen Xian leaned against the door, Zhou Mingchao hugged him, the jaw line with his head raised was very obvious, the sun was shining outside, they were doing intimate things between lovers in the shade of the house.

Zhou Mingchao and Shen Xian had done kissing many times, and they were no longer breathless, but this time Zhou Mingchao was ruthless and anxious, and Shen Xian was so dazed by the kiss that Zhou Mingchao wanted to swallow him. The feeling of eating into the stomach.

When Zhou Mingchao let go of Shen Xian, he didn't even have the strength to take a big breath.

"Brother Zhou," Shen Xian's chest heaved, his face was flushed with suffocation, and his voice was so small that it took him a long time to say a word: "I think you want to kiss me to death."

"How come?" Zhou Mingchao laughed lowly, "Xianxian, look, the weather outside is really nice."

"Yeah," Shen Xian rolled his eyes forcefully, even though it looked a bit like cramping: "Spring is here, and the cats are in heat!"

"The apricot blossoms in my yard are blooming, do you want to go and have a look?"

"Look, you can go anytime." Shen Xian remembered that when he went to see it last time, it was still Kazuki's buds, only a few sporadically bloomed in high places.

"These days are sunny, and the rainy season will come in a few days."

"At that time, let's sleep on the bed!" Speaking of sleeping leisurely, I got a little excited.

Just like the rainy season, every spring in Linzhou City, there will always be a period of heavy rain for several days, and the tired people can't even go out.

"Why did you say that just now?" After talking for a long time, Zhou Mingchao hugged Shen Xian and sat down on the chair. Shen Xian twisted, and when he raised his head, it was Zhou Mingchao's face. Facing Zhou Mingchao, he sat down on his lap.

"Isn't that right? Girls should be kind and simple. Look at Potato Danzi. He's so cute. He eats and sleeps all day. He's stupid but easy to lie. It's not like that princess. I'll ask my dad tomorrow when she will Go, go early and clean up early."

Shen Xian just couldn't get used to it. Anyone can be domineering over Brother Zhou these days. He could tell that Zhou Mingchao didn't make a sound, and the reason for his patience all the time was for his sake.

"Brother Zhou," he was breathlessly kissed just now, and now he kisses Zhou Mingchao's face regardless of past suspicions, and he doesn't mind the movement: "You don't have to keep letting her go because of me."

Even if Changping tells about them, Shen Xian is not afraid. Such things will be told sooner or later. Even if there is no Changping, in a few years, when Madam wants to marry Shen Xian, or King Yongnan When the couple came back from the capital, they were both grown up, and there were some things that they couldn't hide.

Zhou Mingchao didn't speak, but hugged Shen Xian even tighter.

He didn't want to wrong Shen Xian, he said that he wanted to get along with Shen Xian in the street like an ordinary couple, but his time was too small, there were too many gossips outside, Zhou Mingchao hadn't Make sure that Shen Xian will not get hurt at all and get out of this unsuitable rumor.

Just now, when Princess Changping said those words, at that moment, Zhou Mingchao had the urge to knock him out and take him back to his mansion to hide. When she stopped talking nonsense, he would let him go. If Changping was stubborn, Zhou Mingchao didn't dare to think about what he would do in other matters.

Shen Xian is always so kind. When he was young, he liked to hold his fingers to sleep. When his parents left Linzhou City, he came to Zhou Mansion to eat and live with him, and he generously separated his parents. For him, Shen Xian still cared about his life and death, pretending to be crazy for many years, when he was impulsive and about to do something wrong, he came out of the door, hugged him, and said that I just like Brother Zhou, what do you want.

Zhou Mingchao touched Shen Xian's hair, as if Shen Xian was a bright and warm sun. Every time Zhou Mingchao was about to become cold and humid, he would always appear in time and shine all his sunshine on Zhou Mingchao. On Shen Xian's body was another rope, which looked thin but was very strong, pulling him, step by step out of the muddy swamp.

"Xianxian," Zhou Mingchao murmured.

Shen Xian retreated vigilantly: "I warn you! Don't kiss me, I'm about to die just now."

Zhou Mingchao hugged him, without saying a word, he lowered his head and rubbed against Shen Xian's body.

"Okay," Shen Xian's heart softened, and he turned around on Zhou Mingchao's body, facing him: "Kiss, be gentle, remember not to be aggressive."

Zhou Mingchao smiled, bowed his head and kissed him on the lips: "I like you."

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