After being dedicated to the villain

The topic changed to the interesting places in Changxi Prefecture, Song Sijin closed his ears and continued to watch the performance ahead.

At the end of the lake tour, it was already late at night, and there were not so many cabins on the boat for people to rest, so they stopped on the shore and went back to their homes.

Song Sijin clung to the porch pillar tightly, glanced at the dark water in front of him, which was as deep and boundless as the mouth of a giant beast, and felt that he was about to be drowned.

The fear of the dark comes from the depths of the soul, which is a more terrifying color than dusk.

Song Sijin stood stiffly, knowing that he should go down, but he couldn't lift his legs no matter what.

"Second Brother Song."

The familiar voice rang in his ears, which frightened Song Sijin and couldn't stop, and Duan Lingyao would have to make trouble again when he got angry.

He pinched his thigh fiercely, and was about to imitate the previous rush with closed eyes, but his eyes darkened ahead of time, and a hand came around from the back of his head, directly covering his eyes.

"Afraid of this?" Duan Lingyao covered Song Sijin's eyes with one hand, and grabbed his wrist with the other, "Let's go."

Duan Lingyao was very strong. When he led Song Sijin forward, Song Sijin could hardly slow down a step. These steps were so fast that Song Sijin almost forgot his fear of deep water.

He was still afraid of the dark, of the deep, soft and powerful water, and of the person beside him.

The eyelids touched the warm palms, as if burned by fire, uneasy, anxious, and wanted to hide.

Duan Lingyao succeeded.

He successfully brought Song Sijin to the shore, and successfully made him ignore his fear of water, because now, he is even more afraid that Duan Lingyao will suddenly kick himself down...

When standing still, the hand in front of him moved away, looking at the dim light of the lantern in front of him, Song Sijin was stunned for a while, feeling grateful that he came from behind.

It's finally safe.

Song Sijin stepped on the solid ground, hesitantly looked at his wrist, where there was still a hand that did not let go.

Song Sijin endured it, they walked two steps towards the carriage, Song Sijin endured it again, there seemed to be a little commotion behind them.

Song Sijin finally decided to be more tactful: "Little Grandpa..."

"Little Grandpa, help!"

A mournful scream interrupted Song Sijin, and a blurry white shadow came from behind like the wind. Song Sijin didn't see who it was at all, and was dragged forward by his wrist, and then he was hit by someone. , the whole body sank.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it, and when he took a closer look, he was shocked to find that it was Mr. Lan Chi who threw himself into his arms.

Different from the fluttering fairy spirit just now, Lan Chi's white clothes are disheveled and his expression is disturbed. He is staring at the boat, as if he has been persecuted by someone.

Lan Chi held Song Sijin tightly: "Help me!"

Song Sijin didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Lan Chi shrank into Song Sijin's arms in fear, and said quickly as he shrank: "Someone wants to force me, but I don't want to be with others, little father-in-law, in fact, I have always..."

Tears welled up in the beauty's eyelashes, she looked up slowly, this fragile yet strong appearance really aroused pity.

It's a pity that his head was raised, and the remaining half of the words disappeared.

Song Sijin asked worriedly: "What's been going on in your heart?"

Lan Chi let go of Song Sijin: "It's nothing."

Duan Lingyao hugged Song Sijin's arm, leaning forward and backward with a smile. Song Sijin thought that Lan Chi might have been frightened by his sudden madness, so he half-supported Duan Lingyao's forearm and said for him: "Little Lord, Lan Chi My son has something to tell you."

Lan Chi pursed her lips, her eyes were clear and perplexed.

Duan Lingyao had had enough of laughing, and then leaned on Song Sijin to stand upright: "Well, if you have something to say, say it, quickly."

In this sound, Song Sijin was keenly aware of a sense of aggressiveness, Lan Chi trembled slightly, and looked at Song Sijin with difficulty: "There are some things that I just want to say to my little father-in-law."

It was already very late at night, and Song Sijin was a little nervous being hugged by Duan Lingyao, so he quickly cooperated: "Then let me get into the carriage first, okay?"

Duan Lingyao waved his hand, and Song Sijin couldn't wait to turn around and run away. He climbed into the carriage when he came in, leaned on the window and peeked out secretly.

Because Lanchi suddenly rushed out to stop Duan Lingyao, the young masters and buddies who had dispersed separately slowed down again and turned to watch the excitement.The little boy behind Lan Chi hugged the piano and secretly wiped his tears. Lan Chi lowered his head and said a few words to Duan Lingyao slowly and quietly.

Duan Lingyao turned his back to Song Sijin, and Song Sijin couldn't see his expression.

After a few words, Lan Chi's face turned pale, and he trembled stiffly, but forced a smile on his face.Then it seemed that they had reached an agreement, Lan Chi and his Qin boy followed Duan Lingyao, walking towards the carriage step by step.

The moment Duan Lingyao turned around, Lan Chi looked at him coldly, making Song Sijin feel uneasy.

Song Sijin quickly sat down, put his hands on his knees, and pretended that he didn't peek.

Qin Tong followed the attendants outside, but Lan Chi followed Duan Lingyao into the car.

As soon as Duan Lingyao jumped into the carriage, he put his calf on Song Sijin's lap, and leaned lazily on the seat: "The legs of those who sit on that little stool on the boat are numb."

Song Sijin stretched out his hands to massage him without complaint, while Lan Chi sat opposite and watched silently.

On the return trip, Duan Lingyao was much more difficult to serve than when he came here. For a while, he asked Song Sijin to pinch his legs and shoulders, and for a while he asked him to come over and play with people's hair wantonly.

There was a third person in the car. Song Sijin was very uncomfortable and didn't dare to refuse directly, so he said with his messy hair: "Little Grandpa, go back and play with your hair."

Duan Lingyao's hand stopped: "Brother Song doesn't like being played with hair? What should I do, I don't like people rejecting me either."

Song Sijin quickly shut up, but it was still too late.

Duan Lingyao thought for a while, then said happily: "Then we have to play somewhere else!"

The hand slid down the hair without rejection, pinching and kneading having fun, Song Sijin felt distressed, fearing that the consequences would be worse if he refused again, so he kept silent, and did not dare to lift his head down.

He saw that Lan Chi's toes retracted uncomfortably, and he hid his hands under his sleeves, grabbing out the folds of his trousers.

Before Duan Lingyao did anything more extreme, the car stopped in front of Beppu, and they arrived home.

Duan Lingyao withdrew his hand at once, jumped out of the car impatiently, stretched his waist and strode away: "Momochiji finally arrived, this car is too crowded, next time I will change it to a bigger one."

The attendants echoed repeatedly and surrounded him to go in.

Inside the carriage, Song Sijin calmed down for a while before raising his blushing face and standing up. He avoided Lan Chi's gaze and got out of the carriage first.

It seemed that Lan Chi was going to live in Befu. After he got off the car, an attendant led him in. Coincidentally, the room he was assigned was in the Green Courtyard where Song Sijin was currently living.

The two are next to each other on the left and right.

After the attendants left, Lan Chi asked Qin Tong to go into the room and make a bed. Under the cold moonlight, he looked at Song Sijin with a complicated expression, and he looked much gentler than when he was in front of others.

"He...has he always treated you like this?" Lan Chi gently reached out and touched the mark on Song Sijin's neck.

Song Sijin said in embarrassment: "Not all the time."

Song Sijin didn't know Lan Chi well, and today was the first time they met.

Maybe it was because of some kind of sympathy for the same sickness, Lan Chi's eyes were a little more pity: "What's your name?"

"Song Sijin."

"Are you his male favorite? No, he calls you Second Brother Song. Could it be that you are Song Tongpan's son?"

Song Sijin nodded, admiringly: "You are so smart."

Lan Chi showed a little smile and sympathy: "I heard that the Song family has a marriage contract with the young man."

"That's right." Song Sijin had nothing to hide.

"I have admired my young master for a long time, but I was almost forced by others tonight. Fortunately, my young master came to my rescue. I would like to make a promise with my body from now on, so that I can always be by his side." Lan Chi said suddenly, "I must If you don't mind staying with the young master, you might as well annul this engagement."

It's not that simple to annul a marriage contract.

Song Sijin thought about it, but unfortunately: "I don't care about this matter."

After getting this answer, Lan Chi fell silent. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure standing around the corner. He was about to say something, but the words came out of his mouth: "It's late at night, Mr. Song, let's go and rest."

"Mr. Lanchi is too, Yean."

The two of them went back to their houses. Before closing the door, Song Sijin looked at the crumpled clothes on Lan Chi's body, and Song Sijin still couldn't help asking, "Mr. Lan Chi, have you heard of the young man before?"

Lan Chi looked back slightly, his side face was pale by the moonlight: "Of course I've heard of it, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Song Sijin didn't quite understand how someone would still like Duan Lingyao despite his reputation, but Lan Chi knew this, and he wasn't deceived. It's better than knowing nothing.

The door was closed tightly, Song Sijin sighed in bewilderment, turned around and saw Da Zhuang, and couldn't care about others for a moment.

-

Ever since Mr. Lanchi entered the mansion, Duan Lingyao invited him to play the piano almost every day for fun, or to go out to play with new friends.

Song Sijin didn't see him for a few days, and he felt both lucky and guilty.

Although Da Zhuang didn't say it clearly, he always looked at him with silent eyes, as if he was urging him to do something quickly.

Song Sijin pretended to walk around outside Qixia Courtyard every day, pretending that he was trying to hook up with people. Da Zhuang had no objection to this, and Song Sijin couldn't help feeling a little proud.

It seems that I am still very thoughtful, and the technique of deceiving people is becoming more and more proficient.

I wanted to continue messing around, but Xin Yi came over that day and smiled and invited Song Sijin to the front hall to entertain guests.

Although Song Sijin is nominally the owner of this Beppu, in fact he has never entertained guests in the front as the owner.

A look of doubt appeared on his face, because Xin Yi had always treated him kindly, Song Sijin was not so afraid of him and asked, "But what's the matter?"

Xin Yi said: "Master Song came to visit and said he missed you. Seeing that his love for his son is sincere, the young master granted his request."

It turned out that, even though the excuses and words used were quite funny, Song Sijin complied obediently.

Following Xin Yi to the front hall, the familiar sound of the piano could be heard from a distance, and as soon as he approached, a rich figure appeared.Before Song Sijin had time to say hello, Master Song strode over to hold his arm with a smile on his face: "I haven't seen you for a few days, Daddy really misses you!"

Song Sijin pulled back his arms stiffly: "You're being polite."

He didn't pull out his arm, but was held tightly by Master Song, who gave him a threatening look, and Song Sijin stopped struggling.

The author says:

感谢在2022-07-1116:36:31-2022-07-1217:39:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: holowin1;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!