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The next day, Xia Yan kept his word, got up a quarter of an hour earlier, quickly finished his breakfast, sat upright in front of the desk, and prepared to study "The Book of Songs".

He has just been weak, his face is still small, and his stature is almost a head shorter than Cheng Xi, Xiao Fang, etc., coupled with the ponytail on top of his head, bangs and broken hair, and the dress of a nobleman's brocade robe, he looks only sixteen or seventeen. Sitting in front of the desk, flipping back and forth with the version carefully selected by Cheng Xi for him, blinking his eyes intently, and moving his lips lightly, full of youthful air.

Cheng Xi's face, which had been tense for several days, finally relaxed at this scene. Even when he saw Xia Yan's white feet stepping on the blanket, he only frowned slightly, and didn't say much.

Xia Yan didn't want Cheng Xi to work hard day and night to write notes anymore, after thinking about it, he raised his head and suggested: "Cheng Xi, I'll explain the meaning to you while I read it, and you can correct me if I'm wrong, I'll use my brain Remember, remember clearly like this, I don’t want to remember it if I just write it on paper.”

Standing beside the case, Cheng Xi felt that the words were reasonable, but also felt that there was something wrong. Before he could answer, Xia Yan tapped his right fist into his left palm, and said with a hammer, "That's the decision."

Then, he opened the first page of "The Book of Songs·Zhou Nan" with great interest, frowned and read it in a low voice, and then read it aloud to Cheng Xi. Cheng Xi corrected his wrong pronunciation, and then he explained sentence by sentence, expressing his opinion at will , Cheng Xi listened intently, nodded occasionally, and finally commented and added extensions.

Gradually, Cheng Xi found that Xia Yan had a lot of ideas when talking about poetry, prose and meaning. Although he was a little young, he was sincere and unique, and he was able to accommodate other people's opinions.For a person who was only literate and read miscellaneous books since he was a child, and has never received orthodox knowledge education, this performance is quite difficult, and it can be called smart and quick-witted.

The autumn is fine, and the faint agarwood is lingering in the hall. There is a gentle breeze outside the window, and the half-tree light-white osmanthus dances lightly, and the fragrance is intoxicating and intoxicating.

In front of the elegantly arranged desk in the main hall, Xia Yan and Cheng Xi held books and brushes while reading and talking. Xia Yan sometimes raised his head, sometimes Cheng Xi bowed, sometimes frowned to discuss, and sometimes made a joke.

Not long after, Xia Yan read the last chapter of "Zhou Nan", "The Toe of the Lin". After a quick glance, he knew that "Lin" used the unicorn as a metaphor for the descendants of the nobles, and intended to praise the descendants of the nobles for their honesty, benevolence, virtue and elegance.It just so happened that there was a young and handsome "unicorn" beside him, so he thought about it, looked at Cheng Xi with a sly smile, cleared his throat, and read the first sentence aloud——

"Linzhitoe, Mr. Zhenzhen, Yu Xilinxi!"

Turning her clear eyes, Xia Yan stretched out her legs from under the desk, stepped on Cheng Xi's snow-white boots with her bare feet, and tapped her toes meaningfully twice.

Cheng Xi's face flushed "swish", and subconsciously backed away, half terrified and half ashamed and angry: "What are you doing?!"

Xia Yan's heart brightened, he picked up the book and handed it to Cheng Xi, and said seriously: "Lin's toe, Lin," pointing to Cheng Xi, "toe," the toe tapped Cheng Xi's boots again.

Cheng Xi suddenly realized, his face turned redder, he put his fist to his mouth and coughed to cover up, his voice softened, and said: "Go on."

Xia Yan nodded happily, shook her head seriously, and read the second sentence——

"Lin Zhi Ding," slapped Cheng Xi's buttocks with a palm, and his voice was clear and loud, "Zhen Zhen Gong's surname, Yu Qi Lin Xi!"

Cheng Xi was stunned immediately, his face full of bewilderment and unbelievable shock at being suddenly insulted, he stared at Xia Yan with wide eyes, speechless for a while.

Xia Yan didn't take it seriously, pointed to the book, then pointed to Cheng Xi's butt, and said as a matter of course: "Definitely."

Cheng Xi almost collapsed, and said loudly: "That's the top! It's the forehead! It's a borrowed word!"

Xia Yan: "..."

Cheng Xi changed his calm gentleman style, grabbed the book with his hands, pointed out three sentences "the toe of the lin, the steadiness of the lin, and the horn of the lin" one after another, explaining earnestly: "First the feet, then the forehead, and finally the horns, from the bottom To the middle and then to the top!"

Xia Yan curled her lips and argued dissatisfiedly: "The toes, buttocks and horns are also from the bottom to the middle and then to the top, and the buttocks are much more than the middle of the forehead!"

Although he did not show weakness, he took back the book obediently, picked up a pen and drew a circle on the word "ding", and wrote a comment. Thinking back to just now, he found it very interesting, and smiled.

Cheng Xi looked at him and smiled helplessly.

"The forehead is the forehead." Xia Yan pushed away the chair and got up, stood in front of Cheng Xi, raised his hand to press his forehead while Cheng Xi was in a daze, and read again: "Lin Zhiding, the surname of Zhenzhen, Yu Xilinxi!"

The two stood as far as they could, and Cheng Xi's eyes widened again involuntarily.

"The horn of the lin..." Xia Yan stood on tiptoe, searched for Cheng Xi's head, and muttered to himself, "There is no horn, just find something to replace it... You should be lower." He said and grabbed Cheng Xi Arm, jumped vigorously, reached out to touch the gilt crown on the top of his head, and said excitedly, "The Horn of Lin, Zhenzhen Gongzu, Yu Xi Linxi!"

"Be careful!" Cheng Xi bowed his head as if to be touched by you, grabbed his waist with his hands, lifted him vigorously, and naturally put Xia Yan on his back.

Xia Yan was shocked for a moment, and froze while holding his arm with one hand and touching the hair crown with the other, his mind completely flew away from the book.

The four eyes met and exchanged breaths, his breathing became tight, his heart beat fast, his mind went blank, his hands touching Cheng Xi's butt and head, and his feet stepping on Cheng Xi's boots were hot!

It's too close!

In the silence, the cloth rubbed against each other, and Cheng Xi's breathing and the hands supporting his waist seemed to be trembling too!The chest ups and downs became more intense every time!

However, looking at him so closely in broad daylight, Cheng Xi's face and facial features are different from those under the dim lights last night: his eyes are deep and deep, as if containing a deep spring, which is unpredictable; The lines on his face were clear and distinct, and compared to last night's gentleness, it showed a proper sharpness.

so handsome...

When Xia Yan thought about it, she couldn't help becoming more nervous, and hurriedly stopped talking, and kept reminding herself not to look or move, as long as she looked and moved, something terrible would happen!

But so tired!

Xia Yan felt so miserable in his heart that he felt as if he was hugging the pillar by the lake again.

……

He bowed his head and held his breath for a long time.

Suddenly there was a commotion outside the courtyard, the light fragrance of scattered sweet-scented osmanthus was expelled by a strong sweet fragrance, and the sound of excited footsteps followed, and the voice of an even more excited girl shouted: "Brother Wuyang——Brother Wuyang Is it here?"

Finally, there was an opportunity, Cheng Xi let go of Xia Yan and looked out, Xia Yan looked blankly: "???!!!"

Cheng Xi, nicknamed Wuyang, nicknamed Wu'er, was the eldest son of the family.On weekdays, his two fathers and other close elders call him by his nickname, his brothers and friends call him elder brother or just by his first name, his superiors and colleagues call him an official, and in daily communication, everyone respectfully calls him Cheng Dagongzi.

Counting and calculating, the name Wu Yang is rarely called, let alone such a close brother Wu Yang, and he is still a girl!

The stupid hair on the top of Xia Yan's head stood up slightly, and an alarm sounded uncontrollably in his heart——

Who is it? !

What's happening here? !

Yes!As we all know, Cheng Xi likes ladies who are gentle and virtuous!

When Xia Yan thought about it, she was suddenly horrified.