After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

There have been a lot of things happening in the mountains recently. Xijin has been away from Nanqishan for a long time, so he has to take some time to go back and take care of things.

He bought a house in Tianjing, but most of the time he lived in the Yuanqing Mansion. When he came back from Nanqishan, he would go to his house first.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw Yuan Qing lying in a pile of dazzling account books, with a pen in his mouth and a face filled with bitterness and hatred, and he was flipping through the poor account books.

Xijin closed the door, and Yuan Qing took the time to glance at him, hesitated, and pulled the blanket on the couch to cover his buttocks before going back to fiddle with the account books.

Xijin: “…………”

He touched his nose, found a free space behind Yuan Qing and sat down cross-legged, picked up an account book, flipped through a few pages, and asked, "Why do you suddenly think of reading this, Duanduan?"

"Check the accounts," Yuan Qing let go of the pen he was biting and drew small red circles on the accounts. He was so annoyed that he was about to get angry. "It's strange, how could I be so poor?"

"Did you become poor recently?"

"........."

One sentence asked about Yuan Qing's pain point. He turned his leg and kicked Xi Jin on the waist, knocking him away. The Zhu pen poked a hole in one of the account books.

Xi Jin spread his hands and clasped Yuan Qing's ankles, pinched his ankle bones twice, bent down to look at the notebook he was tinkering with, and asked, "Are you short of money recently?"

"Well, it's very lacking."

"How much is missing?"

Yuan Qing twisted his neck and asked, "Why do you ask this? You don't have any money to give me."

Xijin held his calf, the fingertips were slightly cold, and the tiger's mouth pressed against his raised bone, slid it twice, and said, "Tell me, what if I have it."

Yuan Qing thought Xijin was teasing him again, so he turned over impatiently, sat cross-legged and faced him, and casually made up a figure with a lion's mouth wide open.

Can't afford it? If you can't afford it, just shut up and go somewhere to cool down!

Xijin raised her lips, sighed with a half-smile, put her hands back, and said casually: "How much money did I expect to make you worry like this? How can you care for this little money?"

"This little money???"

Yuan Qing was half-convinced, and also suspected that Xijin Tuo Da had tricked him, so he hesitated and said, "You have?"

Xijin said frankly, "I have it."

"You're not bragging and lying to me, are you?"

"I lied to you and you didn't give me any money."

Yuan Qing thought about it. He was a poor man and had nothing that Xijin could deceive. He spread his hands, palms up, and hooked his fingers: "Then give me the money."

"What you think is so beautiful," Xi Jin pushed his hand back, poured a glass of water to drink, put up his legs, and asked, "Why are you borrowing this money from me?"

"borrow???"

Yuan Qing was furious: "What the hell do I have to do with you?? You asked me to borrow money????"

Xijin pretended to be dumbfounded and answered, "What's the relationship between us? Why didn't I know?"

Yuan Qing was so angry that he twisted his mouth and twisted Xijin's collar. He said angrily and unspeakably: "You shameless bastard! Why don't you say this when you fuck my ass every night?" ?!”

"I didn't. Aren't you the one who fucked me?"

Xijin was calm and composed, without blinking an eye, and retorted: "You didn't even let me move and you asked me to fuck you? Didn't you do it yourself?"

"Xijin!!!"

Yuan Qing had never met such a shameless person. A mouthful of hot blood was stuck in his throat. He blushed and cursed angrily:

"I'm going to fuck your uncle!! I'm going to fuck the eighteenth generation of your ancestors!! Xijin, you damn bastard!! I'm going to die with you right now!!"

"Oops," Xijin moved a thousand pounds, opened Yuan Qing's hand, and said directly: "Just say whether you want the money or not."

His words were like cold water in his pocket that knocked Yuan Qing's heart out, and he fell back to his original position in frustration. He was used to spending money lavishly, and Nanhuang still had to pay for it. If Xijin borrowed it, he might really have to sell his pants. .

A scholar can be killed or humiliated. If his butt is not in trouble, others will be in trouble.

Yuan Qing took a deep breath and closed his eyes. His posture was even stronger than when the prince sent Jing Ke to assassinate the King of Qin. He risked his life and regarded death as if he were going home:

"I want."

"Have you thought about it? Do you really want it?"

Yuan Qing grinded his teeth and warned: "If you dare to lie to me, I will kill you!"

"Don't worry, the money will be delivered to your courtyard early tomorrow morning."

Xijin patted Yuan Qing's face, lightly grazed his lips with her fingernails, her eyes darkened, her smile faded, and she said in a deep voice, "Will you listen to me tonight?"

It was clearly a questioning tone, but Yuan Qing felt a chill running down his spine, unable to resist, so he had no choice but to fight for a reduced sentence for his ass.

"...I have to go to court tomorrow, it's up to you."

"I will try my best."

"You are not done yet! Are you not tired and others are not tired either, you pervert!!"

Xijin pretended to be deaf at the critical moment and went to the pharmacy behind the screen to get something.

Yuan Qing's buttocks were aching again, and he shouted at Xijin: "What are you doing again?"

"Get something," the clear clinking sound of porcelain bottles in the pharmacy came. Xijin searched in rows for the bottle he wanted, and said perfunctorily: "Good stuff, just wait."

Yuan Qing was stunned, then became furious and said:

"Xijin!! If you dare to give me that medicine last time that made me unable to get out of bed, I'm not done with you!!!"

Chu Yitang was so upset that his good things were disturbed for no reason. He went home and hugged Lan Yu again to calm down.

After taking a bath in the evening, Lan Yu went to his small drawer and dug out a small box, and he made sure to put out the candle before he could open it.

Chu Yitang sat waiting for him in the thick ink-like night. Lan Yu gently opened the lock on the box, and with a click, the small wooden box opened.

The box is filled with flowing soft light, which is clear and crystal clear. It spreads out a large area of ​​blue light in the dark, like the vast night sky with tiny stars.

Chu Yitang carefully took the box and took out a butterfly-shaped Hanshan blue jade with his fingertips. It was finely carved, with smooth edges and warm tentacles.

There are few Hanshan jade, and Hanshan blue jade is nowhere to be found. This kind of color is already the best among Hanshan jade.

Just this one, there is no other one in the world that can compare with it. It has a price but no market.

"Do you like this?"

Lan Yu put the box on the bedside and used the light of Hanshan Jade to look at Chu Yitang's face. His eyebrows were curved and there was a faint pear dimple.

He spent countless manpower and material resources to find this jade, just to please Chu Yitang.

Chu Yitang rubbed his jade face, his eyelashes half-draped, and said softly: "What do you mean by giving me the blue jade?"

He held the butterfly jade in his hand, leaned forward to hook the side of Lanyu's neck, tilted his head and kissed him behind the ear. The slight sourness in his heart turned into a different kind of sweetness, and there was a smile in his voice: "Give yourself to me?"

The warm breath fell on the exposed skin, and Lan Yu's cheeks turned light red. The Hanshan jade was given because it was precious, and it was worthy of Ah Tang.

He hugged Chu Yitang's waist back, pursed his lips and said, "I didn't think about this when I was looking for her. I gave it to me because I thought it was very beautiful."

The butterfly design came to mind accidentally while on the bed. When Chu Yitang was in love, he seemed like a butterfly fluttering its wings, fragile and erotic. Lan Yu thought this suited him very well.

The butterfly emerges from its cocoon, visible only to him.

Chu Yitang lay on Lan Yu's shoulder, picked up the tassel of butterfly jade, looked at it closely, tilted his head, and murmured softly like a sigh: "Lan Yu, you are really good at flirting."

"……Have it?"

"Yes, you are really good at flirting, don't you think so?"

Lan Yu's cheeks turned red and he said obediently, "It would be great if Ah Tang said so."

Chu Yitang put away the butterfly jade and turned back to him. The mountain was quiet and the room was dark. He tapped the tip of Lan Yu's nose and said, "Lanyu, have I never said this to you?"

"Which sentence?"

Chu Yitang raised his fingers to hold Lan Yu's face, his eyes were gentle, and he came close to him, so close that they could hear their breathing, and he said:

"Lanyu, I really, really love you."

"I hope you can always love me, I will always belong to you, and you will always belong to me, okay?"

Lan Yu tied his hair countless times, and Chu Yitang always thought that the harmony between husband and wife should be the greatest blessing.

In the sandalwood box containing the crabapple hairpin, there was a note written by Lan Yu himself under the silk scarf.

He must have been very nervous when he wrote it, and he also scrapped many pieces.

The snow-white rice paper is neatly cut, and the handwriting is strong and clear.

book.

I wish to become husband and wife with you.

There is no doubt about love.