Wild Sweet Temptation

Fu Yucheng looked at Lu Jinhuan's back with his eyes slightly narrowed, and stretched out his hand to touch her delicate body.

It's so easy to kill noisy things.

Just spare her life.

He did not expect Su Muchen's sudden arrival. When he saw him standing in his house and rummaging around casually, Fu Yucheng looked back at the window a few times.

Maybe... this reckless little girl is a blessing? If she comes again, can she bring other hopes in a few days?

"What's your name?" Su Muchen found that he had a strong learning ability. Both the teacher's feedback and the things he read written by Fu Yucheng were quite good. He was very satisfied and wanted to take him back to show his family.

If possible, Fu Yucheng can be trained as his first right-hand man.

In the Su family, no matter your background, as long as you join sincerely, you will always be a member of the Su family.

Fu Yucheng thought for a while and said calmly, "No. 58."

"Well, what kind of name is that? Well, I'll give you one, um..."

Su Muchen touched his chin and thought, while he walked out.

It was midsummer and the sunlight was extremely glaring. His eyes were burning with pain, but he still stubbornly looked up at the unobstructed light in the sky.

How many years have you not seen the sun? How many years have you not seen the light?

He had always been afraid to go out into the sun during the day, and this was the first time he wanted to go outside.

His skin had become pale and almost transparent because it had been soaked in blood for years and was hidden underground. The purple blood vessels under the skin were clearly visible because they were bulging.

Su Muchen put a pair of sunglasses on him. "You're like a sunflower, you only know how to follow the sun. Well, let's call you Sunflower. I hope you can also live facing the sun, and from now on you will no longer be that wild dog in the gutter, do you understand?"

After washing, he was put into fitted clothes. As he got older, his face was no longer childish, and even had a bit of natural enchantment.

All of this seemed very strange, but he accepted Su Muchen's arrangements completely, as if he would feel a little different here.

Su Muchen looked at Fu Yucheng for a while, thought for a while, and found a mask for him to put on.

"You're quite handsome, cover it up a bit, or I'm afraid my mother will cheat you out of your sorrow."

Su Muchen had selfish motives at that time.

He was afraid that Fu Yucheng's otherworldly appearance would be noticed by Lu Jinhuan, who would then insist on having a relationship with him.

If they really wanted to have a quarrel…the problem was that he couldn’t stop his mischievous little sister!

When they first entered the Su family's old house, Su Yueliang and Lu Jianxi were not there, so Su Muchen took him around.

Because Su Muchen's grandmother is buried on the back hill, roses are planted all year round. At this moment, the Su family's gardener is bringing in cartloads of fresh roses for transplanting.

The brilliant colors all over the mountains made Fu Yucheng a little dizzy.

"Love comes from nowhere, but it goes on forever. The living can die, and the dead can live again."

Fu Yucheng stopped to look for the sound. It was a very special singing style, which he could not understand, but he remembered it clearly.

His numb eyes began to search, he always felt that the voice was a little different.

"Xixi is practicing the song again." Su Muchen put his hands in his pockets. He was quite proud of his little sister, so he took Fu Yucheng to the pavilion in the middle.

Surrounded by roses, he saw a small figure in the distance. The figure pulled up her sleeves to reveal half of her face with stage makeup on, and sang in a melodious and clear voice.

"The most alluring spring scene is this year. There is nothing lower than the painted wall. It turns out that spring love is everywhere. It is the sleeping rose that grabs the skirt and hairpin, just like flowers are like people's hearts that are drawn to good things."

"Brother." Lu Jinhuan glanced at Su Muchen and the other two, stopped what she was doing, and flew into Su Muchen's arms like a bird. Su Muchen couldn't bear to mess up her costume, so he hugged her and patted her, and took the initiative to introduce Fu Yucheng who was standing next to her.

"A new friend. I'll bring him to mom later. His name is Aoi."

There seemed to be a galaxy flowing slowly in her almond-shaped eyes. Lu Jinhuan gave Fu Yucheng a full smile, as warm as the sunshine at that moment.

"Hello, my name is Lu Jinhuan. You can also call me Xixi, or Miss. There are no strict hierarchy concerns here, just do whatever you like."

Xixi.

He nodded, but still said nothing.

The noisy girl turned out to be Su Muchen's sister. No wonder Su Muchen came when she left. Maybe she asked Su Muchen to go?

Ajia happened to be instructing the gardener in the garden. When she saw Su Muchen, she went over and said something to him. Su Muchen turned around and asked Fu Yucheng to wait for a while and come back after he finished his work.

He stood there without moving. Lu Jinhuan pulled him into the pavilion and pressed him on the bench.

"Relax, it's just like being at home. Wait a minute."

As she spoke, she lifted up the hem of her skirt and ran into the garden. After a while, she brought out a small transparent bottle with a bunch of red roses in it. The roses were still covered with fine raindrops, and the petals looked bright and beautiful in the sunlight.

"This is for you. Welcome to the Su family." Lu Jinhuan was eight years old that year, but she was more beautiful than her peers. Her every frown and smile made everyone fall in love with her. At the same time, she was lively and cute, which was unique to her age.

Fu Yucheng took the rose, looked at it, and found that there were no thorns on it, so she put it in a small bottle and gave it to herself.

Putting the vase aside, he glanced around the pavilion and saw a libretto with the words "Peony Pavilion" written on it.

The Peony Pavilion.

I know every word, but I don't understand what they mean.

Although he was wearing a mask, Lu Jinhuan still noticed that his eyes were looking at the libretto and took it from him.

"This is the Peking Opera I was practicing just now. How is it? Did I sing it well?"

Fu Yucheng was silent for a while behind the mask. He didn't understand what he meant at all, but he nodded anyway.

He looked at Lu Jinhuan through the mask for a while. It was really hard for him to connect the short temper of that day with the bright and generous Lu Jinhuan now...

When Su Muchen took him away, she saw him holding the vase, and then looked him up and down, and asked suddenly, "Do you think Xixi sang well today?"

"...very strange." He had never heard anyone sing before, but that tune was very strange. To put it bluntly, he couldn't appreciate it.

"Humph, I told you she sang the wrong syllables. Besides, she was actually singing Kunqu opera, but she insisted on singing Peking opera. It's like studying cannons in a toilet, it's all shit."

Afterwards, Su Muchen settled him down and did not take him to the Su family for the time being. After studying and training every day, he would find time to search for Peony Pavilion and Peking Opera, and found that this kind of performance was like this.

The so-called masters all sang in such a pretentious manner, and he didn't like this kind of performance.

So it’s really hard to say whether Lu Jinhuan sang well or not. I should listen carefully next time, maybe I can give some suggestions.