My lord, you have to be good

The two chattered and went to the Liang Mansion. Li Zhouwen carried Shen Xing to the bed in the guest room with a wheeze. Thinner, next time I come to see him, if the feel of his butt is not so good, you will wait for me."

Liang Zizhan spread his hands, "The food expenses will be paid first, and this month's salary is almost gone, so I will buy roast duck."

"Then you can feed him roast duck. It's fat but not greasy, and it can grow meat." Li Zhouwen walked towards the door while talking, and when he finished speaking, the person disappeared.

"..." Liang Zizhan glanced back at Shen Xing's butt, without even the urge to touch it, "It's not warped at all, how can it be as good as my family's? Congee Wen really has never seen the world!"

……

After Shen Xing settled down, Liang Zizhan was exhausted.

He yawned and walked to the bedroom.

There is a low wall stack in the southwest corner of Liang’s mansion. Liang Zizhan usually walks in from there when there is no major event. , or else you won't be able to sleep at night.

So every time he passed by that pile, he would habitually glance over there.

It's just a habitual glance, he's just out of his head.

So when he saw a person squatting there, he didn't react much, and he still yawned and walked towards the bedroom.

The man jumped off the stack and grabbed his collar, "Lord Liang." The man's voice was clear and cold, but very nice, "I'm here to see my brother."

Liang Zizhan was taken aback by his sudden attack, turned his head abruptly, and knocked the tip of his nose on the man's hand, his expression changed due to the pain, "Who are you, buddy? Breaking into a private house is breaking the law!"

The man said, "Shen Zhi'an, your former teacher."

Liang Zizhan rubbed his nose and looked up.

The man stood straight in front of him, his hair was tied up high, and a wooden hairpin was neatly inserted in the middle. His clothes were clean and spotless, and he felt extremely comfortable facing the sun.

facial features.

Every move.

Even the voice is exactly the same as Xu Yiyang.

It's just that he looks a little older, he looks like he's in his 30s, and the hair on his sideburns is a little sparse. If you look carefully, it seems to be dyed white, and when he talks, there are sudden wrinkles in the corners of his eyes.

Liang Zizhan froze in place, he was not as excited as he was when he recognized Xu Yiyang before, but instead looked at him fixedly, as if looking at a lost and found treasure.

Shen Zhi'an took two steps back, put his hands behind his back, and said in a low voice, "My brother, Master Shen Xing, it is said that you abducted him into the mansion, right?"

Liang Zizhan nodded blankly.

"What about people?"

Liang Zizhan blankly pointed in the direction of the guest room.

Shen Zhian hummed, didn't talk nonsense to him, and strode towards the guest room.

Liang Zizhan obediently followed behind him and also walked to the guest room.

After entering the guest room, Shen Zhian quickly came to Shen Xing's side, bent down to look at him seriously, and reached out to help him wipe the tears on his face, "He cried hard, didn't he?" He turned his head and asked Liang Zi Cham.

Liang Zizhan nodded, "I fell asleep crying, and I might have to cry when I wake up."

Shen Zhi'an sighed, "Sometimes, brother, he is not as mature as I am, and he is still like a child. This incident hit him too hard, and it should not be healed for a while."

With that said, Shen Zhian sat on the edge of the bed, held Shen Xing in his arms like a child, let him lean against his chest, and smoothed his frowning eyebrows.

Shen Xing whimpered softly while he was half asleep and half awake, his little appearance was extremely pitiful.

Liang Zizhan suddenly became jealous of Shen Xing in Shen Zhian's arms, and this jealousy made him ugly and ignorant.

He cleared his throat, "That... Mr. Shen."

Shen Zhian glanced at him, "Huh?"

"This bed will collapse if two people sit on it, you'd better get down."

Shen Zhian subconsciously glanced at the bed board under his buttocks, pursed his lips, "If it collapses, I will pay you back."

"No money, this is my favorite bed."

"..." Shen Zhian let go of Shen Xing expressionlessly, got off the couch, stood beside Liang Zizhan, shoulder to shoulder with him, tilted his head to look at him, and said mockingly, "Master Liang, I haven't seen you for many years, yet you still Such virtue."

"No—" Liang Zizhan understood the expression on Shen Zhi'an's face very well, every time Xu Yiyang showed that calm and indifferent appearance, he would get angry.

Liang Zizhan immediately faltered, he stretched out his hand to pull Shen Zhian, "I didn't mean that, um... just sit down, just don't push and pull."

Shen Zhi'an avoided his hand indiscriminately, raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "Sit down, I still need to deal with father's funeral."

"Mr. Shen, sit down, I promise not to say a word."

"Don't sit down."

"Sit down, sit down, break it down."

"Do not."

"Please sit down, I won't talk nonsense anymore."

"They said they wouldn't sit down."

"..." Sure enough, jealousy makes people ugly, Liang Zizhan can't wait to slap himself now.

Liang Zizhan bent down recklessly, grabbed Shen Zhian's two long legs, dragged him, and forced him down on the couch. brought to the couch.

The two of them happened to be on Shen Xing's body.

Shen Xing couldn't extricate himself from the pain, he didn't dream anymore, he opened his tearful eyes and shouted, "Father, I might have to go down to accompany you."

Shen Zhian was terrified, he pushed Liang Zizhan who was on top of him hard, "Get down quickly, my brother is going to die."

Liang Zizhan also wanted to go on, but now he was lying face up on Shen Zhian's body like an overturned tortoise. With his own strength, he couldn't move it freely at all. He frowned, gasped and said, "That ...I can't, the bed is too narrow, and I can't move."

Shen Xing cried from below, "Zhi'an, can you eat less? Shen died."

"..." Shen Zhi'an got a headache from the trouble, "Stop talking, you've been standing in the school all day, are you hungry? Do you eat when you're hungry?"

Liang Zizhan smiled inappropriately, "I don't think Mr. Shen is fat, but rather well-proportioned."

Shen Zhian frowned, "It's not for you to talk, since you can't get up, then slide down."

Upon hearing this, Liang Zizhan thought it was a good idea.

After putting it into action, I feel that this idea is even better!

He slowly rubbed off Shen Zhian's body bit by bit, took the opportunity to put his hand against Shen Zhian, and touched him all over without politeness.

He has a good figure and is comparable to Xu Yiyang.

Until he got off the couch, Liang Zizhan still reluctantly licked the corners of his mouth, hugged Shen Zhian's trousers and did not let go.

With a dark face, Shen Zhian prepared to rub off Shen Xing's body in the same way. Seeing this, Liang Zizhan hurriedly staggered forward, hugged Shen Zhian's waist, and pulled him up.

Shen Xing breathed a sigh of relief, "Lord Liang...I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep in your bed, it's too scary."

"Then you have to sleep here for a few days." Shen Zhian pushed Liang Zizhan away, and said in an unquestionable tone, "You can go back to the house after father's funeral."

"Then how can I do it!" Shen Xing panicked, "I am the eldest son, so the funeral affairs should naturally be in my hands."

"There is no need to discuss." Shen Zhi'an pulled the quilt on the side forcefully and threw it on Shen Xing, "If you do it, you can scare people to death with those red and swollen eyes."

Shen Xing was wrapped in a small quilt and stared at Shen Zhi'an, trembling, "Then... Zhi'an, you must handle it well."

Shen Zhi'an nodded, "Don't worry, I can do it well."

……

Liang Zizhan sent Shen Zhian to the door.

"Pay attention to rest, don't make yourself too tired." Liang Zizhan instructed.

Shen Zhian looked at Liang Zizhan with a complicated expression, "Yes, I know."

"If you can't stand it any longer, I can help you with Mr. Shen's funeral."

"No need." Shen Zhian bit his lips, "It's better for us not to have any contact. On the day of the funeral, I will ask Li Zhouwen to pick him up."

After Shen Zhi'an finished speaking, he turned around conveniently, straightened his back and walked out.

Liang Zizhan panicked, "Mr. Shen." He called him, "On the day of the funeral, I will send Mr. Shen there."

"It's up to you." Shen Zhi'an said lightly, "Anyway, I will never come to your Liang residence again."