Xie Heng finally understood what it means to be careless and lose Jingzhou, the cooked duck flew away, and lose his wife and lose the army. These three famous sayings, things from the ancestors of mankind always have their value to be preserved.
"I didn't lie to you." Xie Heng's alarm clock was brainstorming, figuring out how to fool this situation.
Just when Xie Heng was ready to tell the truth at the huge risk of his own Zhouzhou being crazy and jealous of others, Jiang Bozhou suddenly let go of Xie Heng's hand, "I'll just pretend that you didn't lie to me." He knelt down and sat down with Xie Heng. In front of me, "Don't you want to come? Come on."
Xie Heng's unfinished words were completely left in his stomach. He looked at Jiang Bozhou's beautiful neck and suddenly didn't know what to say or what to do. He was stunned for a moment.
Jiang Bozhou stared at the dumbfounded Xie Heng and chuckled, "Why, are you just talking?" The joints clearly climbed up the spine exposed to the air, like a poisonous snake wrapping around his prey, just waiting for a moment Killed; the thin cocoon brushed against the delicate skin, Jiang Bozhou could imagine how delicate the roses on this canvas were.
How could it be just talk? Xie Heng hugged Jiang Bozhou, kissed him gently from the tip of his ear to his thin lips, gently opened the door, and invited the beautiful lady to dance with him.
But the beauty refused to cooperate and bit Xie Heng's lips.
"Zhou Zhou." Xie Heng pressed the corner of Ropi's mouth, feeling extremely helpless.
Jiang Bozhou licked the blood from another person remaining on his mouth and asked provocatively, "What can you do to me?"
"You know, I can't do anything to you." Xie Heng retained his usual gentleness in front of Jiang Bozhou.
Jiang Bozhou looked at Xie Heng's face and suddenly felt a bit of destructive desire. "You think, what will happen if I tear your tenderness to pieces?" His eyes were astonishingly bright. Xie Heng knew that his lover was not No kidding.
Xie Heng said nothing. He was the most upright person in the world, but all his preference, selfishness and tenderness were given to Jiang Bozhou. If Zhouzhou fails his tenderness, then - let Zhouzhou perish with him!
"Why don't you speak?" Jiang Bozhou hooked his little finger on Xie Heng's hand, feeling inexplicably nervous, "I'm just joking, don't take it seriously, and don't be angry, I just have nothing to say."
"All my tenderness has been given to Zhouzhou. If Zhouzhou doesn't want it, just throw it away. There's no need to do anything unnecessary." Xie Heng responded with a smile, as if the thoughts just now were all an illusion.
"You are the only one who can say it." Jiang Bozhou muttered, the happiness in his heart showing on his face.
Why should Luo Shang take off her clothes lightly? Last night's rain on the plantains had already blown away the outermost petals of the water lilies, and they piled up on the bank like a moonset scene; under the moon, a pair of lonely shadows attracted the chirping of cicadas and the fragrance of flowers. It's just that the players are different tonight. The sound of the rain and the rain can't cover up the excitement of the chords; the chords are not elegant music. The players follow the footsteps of the harp players and play their own splendid music in the stormy wind and rain.
Haitang is still the same. The eldest young man who was pampered and raised by a wealthy family since childhood is sweating. Deep in love, he is also careful not to hurt his sweetheart in the slightest. On the contrary, the suppressed other person is like an eagle, leaving his own mark on the lamb he captured. mark. The roses that have not yet withered can't wait to be replaced by a more delicate batch by the owner. The extremely greedy owner even can't bear to part with the batch that was planted earlier, and puts them together with the latest ones, crowded but with graffiti-like blank space, in his In the eyes of the owner, no matter how you look at it, there is a special sense of beauty.
"How are you, are you enjoying yourself?" Jiang Bozhou rubbed the soft flesh on Xie Heng's neck and asked vaguely.
Xie Heng breathed heavily and had some strange bad premonitions, "Have fun."
"Really?" Jiang Bozhou smiled heartily, making Xie Heng feel a little fuzzy.
"Now that Ah Heng has had enough fun, it's my turn."
Then Xie Heng watched helplessly as Jiang Bozhou took out a box from under the bed, which contained some props that made his heart beat red - oh no, it was red ears and heartbeat - and the old antique who had never seen the world quietly said goodbye. Face. Although these have been played with for a while in a certain world, but——
"Hey, the old scholar is shy." Jiang Bozhou was very satisfied with Xie Heng's reaction. He turned around among the various objects in the box and his eyes stayed on Xie Heng's face. "A Heng, it's difficult for me to choose. I'm sick, can you help me choose?"
Green Tea White Lotus Boat is officially launched. Xie Heng doesn't know how his Zhouzhou can switch between these weird personalities at will without getting himself dizzy.
"No." Xie Heng rejected Jiang Bozhou's request righteously.
"Oh~" Jiang Bozhou felt a little pity, "Then if Aheng is willing to give up such a good opportunity, I won't let it go - what do you think of this?"
Xie Heng had no choice. When he was handcuffed to the bed, he could only sigh softly.
"It's very beautiful." Jiang Bozhou praised. The canvas is full of his masterpieces: roses have no leaves or thorns, stretching on the white sky. As time goes by, the roses fail but still bloom.
"Thank you?" Xie Heng felt a little awkward. Although...it was still embarrassing.
"No need to thank you. It is the slave's duty to prepare a comfortable residence for the respected Lord Xie Heng." Jiang Bozhou's voice suddenly became strange.
Xie Heng: "Cough cough cough cough cough!" Oh my god, has he mistakenly entered another small theater in Xi Jing Zhou? !
"Mr. Xie is suffering from cold, why is he coughing non-stop. A few days ago, he scolded the eunuch of the Za family in front of the Holy Lord. He has a strong body, but there is no trace of weakness. Why did he feel unwell in the hands of the Za family?" Jiang Bozhou smiled. Yes, he abides by his duties and maintains his character, "Would you like a glass of water to moisten your throat, sir?"
"No need." Sir Xie Heng finally figured out the persona. He offended the eunuch and fell into the hands of the eunuch * a proud eunuch who held a grudge. He knows this question well. As an imperial doctor who has watched eunuchs and courtiers compete at close range and a top scorer in the college entrance examination with perfect scores in reading comprehension, this is a question that will give him points.
It's just that his Zhouzhou played really hard.
Noticing Xie Heng's gaze, Jiang Bozhou showed a satisfied and malicious smile. He put on a seductive pose like a beautiful snake, "I guess Master Xie has also discovered the biggest secret of the Za family. I wonder how you can protect yourself? You are so powerful, you can definitely guess where the people who know this secret of the Za family have gone." "
Mr. Xie has long since lost his high-spirited attitude of standing in the Jinluan Palace and giving advice. In the imperial prison, he is just an ordinary weak scholar, who may not be able to survive even a single sentence. Director Jiang's hand was wrapped around Mr. Xie's neck. The thin white neck was so fragile that it seemed to snap into pieces with just a slight squeeze.
Superintendent Jiang quietly told Mr. Xie this huge discovery in his ear. Poor Mr. Xie was so frightened, but he didn't want to lose his pride as a scholar. He just closed his eyes and waited for the humiliation of this treacherous man who had blinded the emperor's heart. .
"Hey, Master Xie, are you crying?" Supervisor Xie's feminine voice sounded in his ears, and Master Xie felt the cold tears on his face.
After all, he was still afraid and could not compare with his predecessors who had the courage to die without hesitation after enduring torture. "What do you want me to do?" he heard himself say.
There was a teasing smile in Superintendent Jiang's narrow eyes, "It turns out Sir Xie's bones are so soft. I originally wanted to see who is harder between your bones and the torture instruments in this prison."
"Don't insult me." Master Xie glared at Superintendent Jiang.
Supervisor Jiang smiled contemptuously, "Don't be upset, Mr. Xie, this is just the beginning." Supervisor Jiang walked around Mr. Xie, "I heard that Mr. Xie is not married yet."
"Yeah." Mr. Xie's eyes dimmed. Everyone in the capital knew that the Xie family had a husband, a man of orchids and jade trees, but he had a bad fate. He lost his mother when he was young, and lost his father before he reached the crown. He won the heart of a beautiful woman when he was young, but fell silent for many years. By the time he won the first prize and paraded through the streets, the beautiful woman had already married to someone else. .
"It's such a pity that Mr. Xie has such a face." Director Jiang rubbed his hand on Mr. Xie's face, and the cold touch made Mr. Xie shiver.
"Master Xie, don't be afraid. The Zajia family is not trying to peel off your skin. The Zajia family just wants to ask you if you want to serve the Zajia family. You must serve the Zajia family well, and the Zajia family will save you from worries - and the rest of the Xie family The population - the Xie Mansion is really in disgrace, this number of people is not a fraction of the number of people who died in my hands." Supervisor Jiang said lightly.
Mr. Xie gritted his teeth and said, "Okay." Xie Mansion was his only weakness.
The above is Jiang Bozhou's idea.
"I wonder how Mr. Xie can protect himself?" Jiang Bozhou raised his eyebrows.
"How about I pledge myself to you?" Xie Heng has a perfect way to deal with it.
Jiang Bozhou was very dissatisfied with Xie Heng, who did not know how to act and had limited thinking, "Is the Zajia such a superficial person?"
Xie Heng said nothing, but his expression said everything: Yes, you are.
"You're so boring." Jiang Bozhou pouted and sat on Xie Heng's body.
Xie Heng was so comfortable that he sighed, "Zhouzhou is so energetic."
The time without the intrusion of elders and chores is very pleasant and beautiful. The days of indulgence and wildness are rare. Jiang Bozhou finally used the strange things he collected from nowhere and used them on himself.
"How about this?" Xie Heng asked.
"I've used it and it's great."
"what about this."
"Also used." Jiang Bozhou kicked the box aside in disgust.
"Then it's gone."
Jiang Bozhou pulled out the dusty mobile phone from nowhere, "Counting the time, it's time for us to leave."
"Huh? Where to go?" Xie Heng did not respond.
"What, my Xie University Master, do you still want to live here all your life?" Jiang Bozhou threw Xie Heng's mobile phone to Xie Heng, put on the clothes that he had not worn for nearly half a month, and teased, "Don't forget that you and The professor made an appointment."
Xie Heng covered his face and laughed. Because things happened in a hurry, he didn't have time to tell his Zhouzhou that he had half a month to spare. So how did Jiang Bozhou know? It's up to the wise and the benevolent.
"Also, thank you Aheng, I'm very happy." Jiang Bozhou sent a sweet kiss.
"You're welcome, I love you. That's a gift for you, just a proposal gift, how about it?"
"I'm also proposing, so it's your turn." Jiang Bozhou blushed and fled the scene, then poked his head out of the door, "Also, it's not romantic at all to give you this."
Xie Heng smiled, his Zhouzhou was so cute. Xie Heng counted the days and it was time to meet his parents.