Yunshenghua

Lin Yingyi knew that his legs and feet were not good, "There is no need to play, such a big move, chatting is also fine." While there was no one else around, "I heard that your family is going to marry the Tang family."

I haven't heard about Bo Yunsheng, "Who?"

"Your little sister, Xuanyu," Lin Yingyi couldn't imagine that he didn't know about it.

"Ah?" From Bo Yunsheng's point of view, his sister is still young, "I didn't know this happened." He knew about it, so he had to ask him what was going on, "Who is the man?" ?” He would know, could it be... “Could it be Tang Yunzhong?”

"Of course not." For Lin Yingyi, this matter was branded on her sweetheart, how could she just sit and wait for death, "I like him so much, even if the woman is a good friend's sister, I can't forgive him." There is a knife on the child's head, who dares to stop it.

Looking at his appearance, Bo Yunsheng wasn't joking, "Who is that?"

"The young master of the Tang family, Tang Yuanzhi," Lin Yingyi heard from others.

"Ah?" Bo Yunsheng knew that he was such a number one person, not only talented and beautiful, but also extraordinary in bearing, such a good person, that is... "He is so much older than Xuanyu, is this really good?"

"I need to ask your elders and Tang's elders what they mean." Lin Yingyi didn't know what others thought when they said it, but she could tell him her own opinion first. I knew that it was a flattery and marriage, where there is no real love in it," I didn't mean to look down on their family, "but this is something that can't be helped, the poor, the rich, the fate of their parents, they can't make their own decisions Yes," sighed, "You and I are lucky."

"It seems that I can't say anything about this matter," Bo Yunsheng didn't have anything to sigh about being able to marry such a good man.

"Actually, Tang Yuan is a good person," Lin Yingyi had dealt with that person before, "I believe that he will never treat your family Xuanyu badly."

"It's best," Boyunsheng wished her good fortune, "I hope so too," silently wishing her well.

"Okay, let's change the subject," Lin Ying smiled mischievously, "Yunsheng you..."

When Bo Yunsheng heard this, his face turned red and white, which lasted for a long time.

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Not long after lunch, Bo Xianyi came back in a hurry. In order to take care of the sick old man and hope that he would get well soon, Bo Xianyi not only worked hard, but also accompanied him to eat, even though he said he had no appetite.

"Oh, I'm back," Bo Xianyi entered the door of the pharmacy, turned around and entered the back room, panting, "I have a lot of things to do today, so I'm late, I'm sorry, I made you worry," facing him With a sunny smile, "I'm fine, don't worry."

"Last time, several siblings had swollen corners of their eyes," Bo Yunsheng asked him to lean closer so that he could see his face clearly.

"I've done things carefully, safety first," Bo Xianyi was thinking of another thing while approaching him, "It's alright."

"Still talking," Bo Yunsheng nodded his head with his finger.

According to this distance, Bo Xianyi could see his own image reflected in his pupils, it was the unspoken warm love, he leaned into him, kissed him deeply, and let his head go empty.

If love happens to be connected with each other, what else can Bo Yunsheng complain about?Feeling his body temperature, breathing, his smell, making the image of last night so imaginative, the flushed self, the heartbeat is involuntarily accelerating, "Hmm..."

"That's great." Bo Xianyi's happiness came from him, "The one I love is you."

Bo Yunsheng likes that he is close to him, "Me too."

Where Bo Xianyi sat, there were two empty bowls on the table. The only thing that ordinary people can do is, "Brother Lin, he has been here before."

"He's been free recently. A few days ago, he invited me and you to go to his house for two days." Bo Yunsheng was not very interested in his new things, "When the time comes, you go, I won't go It's gone," anyway, with him in the past, it's not easy for friends to complain about their sex over friends.

"Brother, you two have such a good relationship, what can you do if you don't go?" Bo Xianyi thought it was inappropriate.

"Yingyi is good at everything, but his preferences are a little weird." Bo Yunsheng knew his friend's thoughts too well, "I don't want to be scared by him, so as not to meet in the future, he deliberately made fun of me with such things. .”

"That's it." Bo Xianyi thought for a while, "Then I'll go by myself. If there's anything interesting, I'll tell you when I come back."

"Okay," Bo Yunsheng didn't dare to think about what would be interesting, "Come and help me grab these medicines."

"Okay," Bo Xianyi picked up the prescription he handed to him, and went to the pharmacy to get it.

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At night after taking a bath, Bo Yunsheng was dressed in unlined clothes and sat by the bed. As he was about to fall asleep, he handed over the scroll he was reading to Bo Xianyi to help put it away.

Bo Xianyi took a few small steps, raised his hand lightly, and put down the scroll in his hand on the many spotless scrolls. This repeated familiarization and engraving of new prescriptions were all caused by Bo Yunsheng's childhood care. into the habit.

In Bo Xianyi's eyes, Bo Yunsheng was the kind of frail scholar full of bookishness, even if he just sat quietly in the corner, he couldn't cover up the light on him.

"Brother, you wear your hair on one shoulder like this," Bo Xianyi smiled, "It's very beautiful," and sat back beside him, "It's so beautiful..." Looking for a comfortable angle, he lay down, "It's so dazzling."

"Really?" In private, Bo Yunsheng no longer rejected such compliments. He looked at him, laying on his lap, with the tulle material separated, and under the pressure, the pale yellow color of his skin was printed.

"Well," Bo Xianyi saw him smiling, "It's so pretty," his heart skipped an extra beat involuntarily.

"After that, when we were alone, I just let my hair down like this," Bo Yunsheng gently fiddled with his hair, and put him all on one side of his shoulder.

"Being so kind to me?" Bo Xianyi could feel his seriousness.

Bo Yunsheng thought of a saying, "Women look like those who please themselves, and men die for those who know themselves."

"Ah..." Bo Xianyi was always so poetic when he said love words, "I am doted on by you," even if he is not as fierce as a song, "I feel so happy."

Bo Yunsheng stroked his face and looked into his eyes, "Tomorrow, are you going to help Uncle Liu?"