Uncle Jinwu Zangyi

"Let go first." Song Yu's soft-/ was pinched, and both heels were numb.

Xiao Kan adjusted his hug posture, "I'll let go when Uncle Yi reads to me."

"..., I promise you." Song Yu's ears were already turning pink.

Only then did Xiao Kan take his hand away from the other party##, and took a volume of documents from the table, "Then, Uncle Yi, read it."

The opponent's thigh seemed to have thorns, making Song Yu fidgety, "Let it go as uncle."

"Uncle Yi called me Husband, and Jingyun will let you go." Xiao Kan patted the other person's chest with the roll of paperwork.

Song Yu raised his hand and was about to give the opponent half a move, "How old are you, and you still want to play tricks for Shutong?"

Xiao Kan grabbed the other party's upraised hand, put it to his mouth and nose, sniffed it, and shouted drunkenly, "Chongjin."

Today's Xiao Kan is no longer the Xiao Kan of the past. Song Yu can feel the oppression of the other party's power, and also feel that the other party is already a real man, and even more feel that the other party's words and deeds are tilted towards her.

In Song Yu's impression most of the time, Xiao Kan still looked like a young Lang Lang, but when he sat on the other's lap and was trapped in the other's arms, he found that he was no longer the tall and tall man between the two of them. people.

"Chongjin, read the book for me." Xiao Kan's tone seemed to be pleading, but also like an order. He put the manuscript in Song Yu's hands, "Come."

Xiao Kan's eyes were loose and full of love/lust, and his light pink lips were pressed against the back of his hand, looking at Song Yu dreamily, but Song Yu was inadvertently attracted by the appearance of the other party.

Song Yu lowered his head, opened a page at will, opened his lips after looking at it twice, and said: "The stars last night, the wind last night, the west side of the painting building and the east side of Guitang, the body has no colorful phoenix and wings..."

"It's a tacit understanding." Xiao Kan involuntarily continued.

Song Yu looked up at him, and the eyes of the two met, and there was a faint spark of enthusiasm between the four eyes.

"Hey..." Xiao Kan breathed out a short breath, then half-closed his eyes, moved his mouth and tapped the corner of Song Yu's mouth, "Continue."

Song Yu's heart trembled violently. He forced himself to recover, stared at the document in his hand, and continued to read with a voice that might tremble at any time:

"Send the hook spring wine to warm up every other seat, shoot the candles and light the red lights, and listen to the drums to answer the officials, and go to Malantai to turn around."

Xiao Kan seemed very satisfied, "Read a few more."

"..." Song Yu didn't know why his heart was soft, he turned another page casually, and happened to find Du Fu's "Happy Rain on a Spring Night".

Song Yu hesitated a little, twirling the edge of the scroll with his fingers, wondering if he should turn the page or not.

Xiao Kan seemed to see some treasure, "Read this."

"Change it." Song Yu blocked the poem with one hand.

Xiao Kan took the opponent's palm away, "This is what I want."

Song Yu bit her lower lip, and began to read in a low voice in extreme embarrassment.

"Good rain knows the season, when spring happens, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently."

Song Yu paused for a moment, and then continued to read: "The wild path is dark with clouds, but the river boat fire is bright."

When Song Yu was about to say the last sentence, Xiao Kan squeezed the other person's waist, and then said softly to himself:

"Dawn looks at the red and wet place, the official city of flowers and brocade."

It was obviously Du Zimei's chapters and sentences, but when Xiao Kan read them, it was like Xiao Kan's words of love and affection for Song Yu.

In fact, there are no poems that should be used in love. A sentence sounds full of affection, because you understand that the other party already has affection for you.

"Jingyun." Song Yu couldn't help shouting, feeling hot in his heart.

Xiao Kan seemed to have seen Song Yu who told him to carry her back to the room, and he couldn't hold back for a moment and kissed her hastily.

Song Yu was a little overwhelmed by the sudden kiss, clutching the volume of documents tightly in her hand, and struggling to accept the other party's passionate kiss.

After a long time, Xiao Kan let go, holding the other's face in his hands, looking forward to starving, "Chongjin."

"Shut up." Song Yu turned her face away and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

Xiao Kan took away the document from the other party's hand, threw it on the desk, squeezed the palm of the other party's hand and said, "Uncle Yi, Jing Yun has missed you so much these past two years, I miss you so much that I'm going crazy, sometimes I miss you so much." See you when the deserters come back."

"Don't talk about that." Song Yu really only had one heart, and he was really afraid that it would break in one day.

Xiao Kan realized that the other party was actually shy, so he had no choice but to change the subject: "Uncle Yi, tell me something else."

"What do you want to hear?" Song Yu lowered her head slightly, trying to avoid the other party's eyes.

Xiao Kan played with the other party's fingers, "Let's talk about the things in the village. Jingyun has been walking for so long, what's going on in the village, don't visit them."

"Shaoyou and Zhijie went to a foreign country together."

"Are they still in the reselling business?"

"Ah."

Xiao Kan nodded, "Then what about the others, what's changed in the village?"

"The fifth master passed away." Song Yu sighed lowly, "If you go back, go to his grave and pay your respects."

Xiao Kan's heart suddenly tugged, Liu Wuye treated him like his own child, and he had promised to send Liu Wuye to his death with Liu Zhijie in the future, but he didn't want to, now there is a separation between yin and yang.

"The living are passers-by, and the dead are returnees." Song Yu understood Xiao Kan's feelings for Liu Wuye, and also figured that the other party must be uncomfortable at this time, "Look at it."

After speaking, Song Yu patted the other party's forehead, and this pat awakened Xiao Kan's long-lost memories.

When Xiao Kan was still in his teens, he was ill. He didn't recover from the serious illness for several days and couldn't sleep well.

So Xiao Qian patted his forehead like this, coaxing Xiao Kan to fall asleep. He still remembered that Song Yu and Guan Yao were also there.

It's been so long since this incident, unexpectedly Song Yu still remembered that since that time, no one has patted his forehead like this again.

"Fifth Master was a Fulao before his death, and he must be a Fuxian after returning to the throne. Don't worry about it too much, relax." Song Yu was not very good at comforting people, and he felt very stupid no matter what he said at this time.

Xiao Kan nodded, and hugged the person in his arms tightly. Song Yu saw that the other party was really hurting, so he couldn't say anything, so he let the other party hug him for a long time.

"My lord—"

Lieutenant General Liu's voice came from outside the corner of the attic stairs.

"..." Xiao Kan's face smothered on Song Yu's shoulder could not help turning from sad to dark.

Song Yu heard Lieutenant Liu's voice, and immediately wanted to break free from the opponent's thigh.

"Come in!" Xiao Kan said, still hugging Song Yu tightly, not allowing him to go down.

As soon as Deputy General Liu came in, he saw Song Yu sitting on Xiao Kan's lap and struggling twistedly, while Xiao Kan stopped him with a look of enjoyment.

"Cough—to the Lord Marquis." Vice General Liu bowed his head while cupping his fists, regretting his untimely appearance.

Seeing Vice General Liu come in, Song Yu's reaction became more intense. Xiao Kan didn't rush, and opened his mouth and said, "If you move again, I'll kiss you in front of Vice General Liu."

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