eldest brother as wife

After that, the two ate and ate very quietly.

Su Chengjin bit his lower lip, raised his eyes to look at Su Chengfeng from time to time, and then found that he was looking at him without blinking, with a smile on his mouth and peach blossoms in his eyes.

Su Chengjin could feel that his face had never had a fever from the very beginning.

【Brother, what do you mean... Can I trust you? 】

After all, Su Chengfeng is in poor health and cannot stay outside for long.Su Chengjin sent him back to Wanfeng Palace and returned to Jinxiu Palace alone.

"Send someone to the Chu Pavilion to bring Mr. Chengfeng to the Yunmeng Hall." After ordering his servants, Su Chengjin went back to the bedroom alone.

The Jinxiu Palace was written by Su Chengfeng himself.Who else is worthy of this kind of thin and crisp calligraphy with a side edge like orchids and bamboos besides his brother...

The night came as expected.

The round jade plate hangs high in the night sky, and the shadows of cypresses flicker under the moon.

The beauty under the lamp is like jade.

Su Chengjin walked into Yunmeng Hall, and saw a man in white sitting by the window.The shadow of the candle and the moonlight complement each other, making that jade-like face look like a flying fairy.

Su Chengjin was in a daze, and suddenly pulled the man under Yuexia, and threw him on the bed roughly.

"Well..." Chengfeng snorted, "Third Master..."

Su Chengjin paused for a moment, then rushed forward.

"Third Lord..." Chengfeng groaned uncomfortably, "What's wrong with you..."

Su Chengjin frowned, "Don't talk." He pressed down on Chengfeng's body, leaned down and kissed it.

The white jade-like skin made him fondle admiringly, and the eager kisses almost covered his body, the kisses made him gasp for breath again and again.Finally, looking down at Chengfeng's flushed face, he frowned and kissed the reddish lips.

Chengfeng widened his eyes slightly.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a kind of innocence in those eyes, just like... Su Chengfeng before he was ten years old...

When entering, Su Chengjin almost went crazy.

He hugged the person under him tightly, as if he wanted to embed something into his bone marrow.

Chengfeng stretched out his hands to hug Su Chengjin's back with great effort.

Su Chengjin buried his head in his neck, his voice trembling, "Is what you said true...Can I believe you..."

******

The emperor's birthday ceremony is coming soon, and all the princes and daughters are racking their brains, trying to figure out what kind of congratulatory gift they want to give their father.

Su Chengjin considered himself a general, and never bothered to bother about these matters.But you can't have a sword dance at the birthday ceremony!That's at most a fun addition, how can it be regarded as a birthday gift!

On the second day of the court that day, Su Chengjin secretly glanced at Su Chengfeng from time to time, only to find that Su Chengfeng had been staring at him closely, with a smile on his lips and a hint of frivolity in his brows.

Su Chengjin's cheeks were slightly hot, and he lowered his head.

It was the emperor who sensed something was wrong with him, and asked concerned: "Jin'er, what's wrong with you?"

Su Chengjin was taken aback, at first he wanted to say nothing, but after thinking about it, maybe he could take the opportunity to escape from the morning court, so he nodded and said: "Return to father, my son felt a little cold yesterday, and I feel a little uncomfortable this morning, but there is nothing wrong with it." Big problem."

The emperor frowned, "Since you are not feeling well, you'd better go back and rest earlier."

"My son obeys the order." Su Chengjin lowered his head, covering the smile that could not be concealed from the corner of his mouth.

"Father!" Su Chengfeng suddenly said loudly.

The emperor looked at Su Chengfeng with some surprise, "What's wrong with Feng'er?"

Su Chengfeng obediently said: "Going back to my father, my son sees that the third brother's complexion is not very good, and I am always worried. I hope that my father will allow my son to accompany my third brother back to the palace, so that it will be convenient for my son to take care of my third brother."

The emperor was overjoyed when he heard this, "It's rare that the prince has a heart, sure."

"Thank you, father." Su Chengfeng lowered his head and smiled at Su Chengjin.

Su Chengjin's face turned even redder.

As soon as Su Chengfeng came out of the palace gate, he put his arms around his shoulders, and pressed a kiss on his forehead, "Xiu'er, why are you so careless? I will feel bad."

Su Chengjin was a little taken aback. 【Distressed... Do you really feel sorry for me? 】

He broke away a little shyly.

In front of Su Chengfeng, he was always just a shy boy, even a simple intimacy would make his heart beat endlessly.

He sneaked a look at Su Chengfeng.

The whole world reflected in his gentle eyes like autumn water is just him, Su Chengjin.Su Chengjin took a deep breath.

Su Chengfeng bent his eyes, and held his hand instead, "I have something to give you, why don't you accompany me to the Hall of Ten Thousand Maples first?"

Su Chengfeng's slender palm was a little cold, but he just gently held his hand, not as strong as he remembered when he was young.It was as if the hand might slip from his at any moment.Su Chengjin couldn't help holding his hand back hard.

Su Chengfeng smiled slightly.

The gift to be given to Su Chengjin was actually prepared by him the day before yesterday.Ever since he came back from Su Chengjin's study that day, he has been studying to give him another copybook, and he just finished it the day before yesterday.

Su Chengfeng's study room is similar to Su Chengjin's, except that Su Chengjin's study room contains mostly calligraphy and paintings by famous artists, while his study room contains mostly calligraphy and painting made by himself.

The only thing that is a bit inconsistent is the roll of calligraphy and painting spread out on the table - the rice paper that I mounted on myself, the font on it is still very immature - of course, how mature can a six-year-old child's font be?

Su Chengjin looked at the scroll with some surprise, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

Su Chengfeng looked back and saw his unbelievable expression, so he laughed, "Do you remember this piece of paper?"

Su Chengjin stepped forward, caressing the paper with nostalgia, "How can I not remember... This is what I wrote to you when I was six years old..."

Su Chengfeng rolled his eyes with some nostalgia, and said softly: "Yeah, I never thought that you could already write a prose with tens of thousands of words when you were only six years old. How did you think of writing this thing?"

Su Chengjin lowered his head, "That's the homework left by my husband, so I just wrote it."

Su Chengfeng laughed lightly, his warm voice was a little hoarse, ""The Ode to the Immortal King"... Hehe, Xiu'er, why do you miss my brother?"

Su Chengjin lowered his head, "I just think... my brother fits the most beautiful vocabulary in the world."

"..." Su Chengfeng suddenly covered his chest forcefully.A warm current flows through the heart and spreads all over the body.He suddenly hugged Su Chengjin, lifted his chin almost forcefully, and kissed him.

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