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"Three sons."

The man glanced at Si Qing and slowly pulled the corner of his clothes out of Lin Luan's hands, before speaking to Si Qing slowly.

"Well, get up."

Lin Luan raised his head and saw that man in a gentle green robe, smiling playfully at him, holding a gentleman like jade.

Lin Luan was still smiling, but in his heart he felt that this was a no-go. Zhou Yan mentioned to him that if he remembered correctly, the third son, Lin Yuezhi, was born in the royal family.

Even if this person looks like a dog, which serious son-in-law will have a good look at his wife?Isn't this a straight hit to the muzzle of the gun?

Lin Luan felt a little annoyed. If she was a little girl, he would be able to trick her into ordering something to eat.

The third son, Lin Yuezhi, saw Lin Luan raised his head and raised his eyebrows. The blood at the corner of Lin Luan's mouth had dried up and turned a dull red, which made his lips red and teeth whiter.

At this time, Lin Luan was lying on the ground very obediently, revealing a slender and graceful back of his neck. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little subtle.

Lin Yuezhi turned his head and told Si Qing who was beside him.

"Go get him some refreshments."

After finishing speaking, he left.

Lin Luan looked at the blue back, and felt a little embarrassed in his heart. Does this count as treating the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain?

He quickly put this problem behind him without any psychological burden, and waited heartlessly for Si Qing to fetch him pastries.

Si Qing lowered his head, and didn't get up until Lin Yuezhi was far away. Just when he got up, he saw Lin looking at him anxiously, pursed his lips, and wanted to laugh.

He first handed over the cloak in his hand, and was about to put it on Lin Luan's shoulders.

Lin Luan still remembered that it was Si Qing who pushed him to the ground.

Si Qing simply draped it on his shoulders, and was about to get up to fetch cakes for Lin Luan, but Lin Luan held down his hand all of a sudden.

Lin Luan's hands were white and thin, and they were three points smoother to the touch than the fine mutton fat jade.

Si Qing looked over.

Lin Luan raised his chin slightly, looked at him playfully, and every word was very clear.

"Is this how you serve people? Have you never seen a girl put a cloak on someone?"

Si Qing's eyes darkened, his Adam's apple moved, and he slowly stretched out his hand in front of his neck. Lin Luan wanted to humiliate him, but suddenly he lost interest seeing him submitting like this.

Lin Luan's clothes were messed up just now, and at this time they were still crooked, exposing most of his collarbone, Si Qing fastened very slowly, his eyes followed Lin Luan's collarbone, and his expression became more gloomy.

Lin Luan didn't care about the cloak at all at this time, and he was a little impatient to see him wearing it for a long time.

"Hurry up, I'm starving to death, hurry up and get me pastries, don't be sour, and don't be too sweet, just made, hot ones, cold ones don't taste good, you take it carefully. "

Si Qing twitched the corners of his mouth, this young man is really coquettish and easy to understand, he wouldn't care about such an idiot like Lin Luan, so he didn't say much, turned around and went to the kitchen, and asked the cook whether the dish was still warm and delicate The lotus root starch osmanthus cake.

This pastry is loved by all the ladies and aunts in the mansion. Whether you can get it or not depends on your luck. He is Mr. Lin's guard, so the people in the kitchen still have to give him some face.

I don't know when there was light snow in the sky.

Si Qing was afraid that the pastry would be cold, so he protected the steaming pastry with his chest.

Lin Luan waved at him from a distance, he walked quickly and handed the pastry to Lin Luan.

Lin Luan is a busy and delicate person. At this time, he was blown by the cold wind for most of the day, tired and hungry, already impatient in his heart, and his mouth was full of sex.

"Would you look at me? My hands haven't been washed. How can I handle this?"

Lin Luan was usually watched by a careful girl, wishing he could even chew his food before feeding it into his mouth.

However, Si Qing usually works as a guard, and he has never served these fine young ladies and masters in the mansion, and he didn't understand what Lin Luan meant, so he was at a loss at this time.

"Why are you so stupid, you slave, won't you come to feed me?"

Si Qing was stunned, thinking that the young master really had a lot of things to do, and even though he had a good temper, he was a little annoyed.

It's just a concubine, even the young masters usually have to be polite when they see him, but this one is good, he is used as a mule, and he wants to leave the plate there immediately, whether he likes to eat or not.

At this moment, Lin Luan suddenly licked his dry lips, and his bright red tongue flashed past. Si Qing remembered that Lin Luan was biting the Third Prince tightly not long ago, and it was he who put his finger into Lin Luan's mouth and tried hard to keep the third prince away. The young master let go.

Lin Luan's mouth was warm, and his tongue twirled around his fingers, soft and wet.

Inexplicably, Si Qing calmed down, and accidentally picked up a small piece of lotus root starch osmanthus cake and handed it to Lin Luan's mouth. He handed it so anxiously that he almost stabbed Lin Luan in the face.

Lin Luan stepped back abruptly to prevent Si Qing from touching his face, frowning and glaring at him, but in the end he didn't say anything, and began to eat with Si Qing's hand in small mouthfuls.

Lin Luan was really hungry, he didn't even let go of a bit of pastry in Si Qing's hand, and licked it clean.

As soon as Lin Luan's tongue touched Si Qing, Si Qing's whole body trembled. He watched Lin Luan lower his head in his hands and lick his fingers clean like a kitten begging for food. His Adam's apple twitched. , looking gloomy.

Si Qing still remembered that when Lin Luan was bullied hard, the corners of his eyes would turn slightly red, and it looked plainly gorgeous, which made people feel itchy, and couldn't help but make him cry even harder.

Si Qing's Adam's apple moved again, he lowered his eyes, moved his fingers indistinctly, and moved his fingers forward.

Lin Luan made him poke uncomfortable, and stared at him dissatisfied. Si Qing seemed to have not seen it, and moved forward again, and pressed it against Lin Luan's lips. Bite the skin, leaving a small tooth mark.

Si Qing was not angry, and took another piece of lotus root starch osmanthus cake and handed it to his lips. Lin Luan raised his brows and wanted to scold him, but when he saw him hand it over again, he didn't say anything, so he quickly lowered his head and started eating the cake.