Si Nian is like a play

Qi

Su Sinian was afraid of the cold, and before it was completely winter, he put on a padded jacket, leaned on the sofa with a cup of hot tea, and listened to his own music.The babbling and babbling on the black record player are all works he is proud of.Zhou Moqin peeled an orange for him, broke off a piece and fed it into his mouth. Su Sinian rolled the orange into his mouth, and licked Zhou Moqin's fingertips with the tip of his tongue maliciously.Zhou Moqin slapped his thigh with less force, more like stroking, "Don't get yourself burned."

Su Sinian turned over, sat on Zhou Moqin's body, buried his head, and fed him the tangerine juice in his mouth. Zhou Moqin hugged his waist, tasting the gift from his lover, with sweetness on the tip of his tongue and in his heart.He pinched Si Nian's buttocks hard, and Su Si young groaned, and bit Zhou Moqin's lips.

During the kiss, Su Sinian untied the robe of his cotton pajamas, pressed his whole body tightly to Zhou Moqin's body, and said with a light smile, "It's so cold, young master, let's exercise."

He deliberately suppressed his voice, and said a word very attractively.Zhou Moqin couldn't take it anymore, he pulled out the strap of his nightgown and tied Su Sinian's hands behind his back, separated his legs and let him straddle him, licking his Adam's apple.One hand quickly serviced every inch of him under his body, and the other hand massaged his chest.Su Sinian raised his head, closed his eyes, and shouted out his voice without hesitation.

The pajamas were half-faded to the bottom of the body, covering the looming buttocks.With his hands tied behind him and unable to move, the senses in front of him became clearer. Su Sinian twisted his body unbearably, and his cries became more and more beautiful.

The living room gradually became more and more beautiful. The maid who was about to come in to inquire about dinner, just took a step, her face blushed, and she immediately backed out.I think the porridge must be prepared for the evening, but fortunately they don't have dinner for a while, so she still has time to prepare it slowly.

Having worked as a maid for this famous actor for half a year, she felt that her master was always indifferent, and she got up very early in the morning, and went to Liyuan to practice kung fu at Yinshi.After coming back at noon and having lunch, I am very sleepy in the afternoon. If there is no program that day, I can sleep until dinner time.Except when ordering her to do things, she seldom speaks, and always listens to music or reads alone, with a laziness of indifference.Only in front of Young Marshal Zhou, would he show all kinds of emotions, happy, annoying, coquettish, and seductive.She saw that the master was very dependent on Young Marshal Zhou in his heart.

Zhou Moqin naturally saw it too.From the awkwardness and reluctance of the people under him at the beginning to the active catering now, it shows that they have fully accepted themselves physically and mentally.Looking at the man with flushed face and blurred eyes, he was very moved and leaned down to kiss him deeply.

After the tenderness, the maid had already put away the bath water. Zhou Moqin carried Su Sinian to wash it. Su Sinian buried his whole body in the bathtub with only one head exposed, humming a little song leisurely.Zhou Moqin joked, "Why are you willing to sing now?"

"—From now on, go away from the Bell Tower and Buddha Hall,

Go down the mountain to find a young brother,

Because he hit me, scolded me, said me, laughed at me,

If you don't want to become a Buddha, you don't want to read Amitabha Prajna Paramita! -"

Su Sinian glanced at him indifferently, and sang to himself, Zhou Moqin grabbed his waist, pretending to be vicious, and said: "Where are you going down the mountain to find a young brother?"

"Anyway, it's not the Young Marshal's Mansion—" Su Sinian sang softly.

The two fought again for a while, and the water came out.

After dinner, Zhou Moqin was dealing with official business, while Su Sinian was reading. He never read or asked about Zhou Moqin's documents.Sometimes, the two would go out to watch a movie after dinner, and spent the whole winter like this.

When the first snow fell, it was the eve of New Year's Eve.Su Sinian gave the maid a holiday early, and packed up the New Year's goods at home alone. Zhou Moqin wanted to go home to celebrate the New Year with his father, and asked the adjutant to deliver the New Year's goods to Su's residence.Su Sinian looked at those boxes of things, thinking that he didn't need so much, so he hailed a car and took them all to Liyuan.

Except for those who have already married, most of the remaining children in Liyuan are orphans without relatives or reasons. In the past, everyone gathered together to make dumplings and cut window grilles. The moment they arrived at him, the children's faces were filled with unconcealable joy. After all, with Susian around, their New Year's Eve would be much richer, even more so this year.

Only Ah Bao shrank to the side anxiously, not daring to go forward.Su Sinian hesitated for a moment, walked up to him, only to find some thin scars on his neck, wrists and cheeks, which looked like he had been beaten, he immediately understood, and turned his head to those people with a downcast face. The people around the box said: "Although I don't teach Ah Bao anymore, he is still my junior. If I see someone bullying him in the future, don't blame me for not being a fellow student."

Everyone immediately stopped making noise, and answered yes respectfully.Su Sinian sighed softly in his heart, patted A Bao's head, and said, "Go, hang up lanterns with them."

On New Year's Eve, a thick layer of snow had already accumulated. Children in new clothes were playing snowball fights in the yard, and a few older girls were cooking dumplings in the kitchen.Su Sinian stood at the entrance of the Liyuan wearing a white fox cloak of good material, watching the snowflakes falling in the palm of his hand and melting into water.Every household around is lit with lanterns, and the lights from the windows reflect smiling faces, and the warmth of home is permeated in the smoke.In the formerly bustling Liyuan, there was nothing but the laughter of children. Holding a hand stove, the white cloak and the snow scene were in one piece, looking in the direction of the Zhou residence, "I don't know what you are doing now?"

When the dumplings were out of the pot, someone called him into the house for a New Year's Eve dinner.He answered with a smile. For some reason, he always felt a little lonely after New Year's Eve like this.

After eating the dumplings, Su Sinian asked the juniors to sit in a row in front of the stove, check their homework for this year one by one, and sing a piece of his best tune. If there is progress, he will give a big red envelope.For a while, the immature voices sang one by one, each with its own strengths.Looking into their hopeful eyes, Su Sinian gave everyone a red envelope.

"Brother Yun, why don't you sing it to us." A 16-year-old boy said with a smile.

Su Sinian smiled: "If you want to listen to me sing, I wonder if you have enough money in your pockets."

The children bowed their heads and thought for a while, then handed him the lucky money they just got as if they had made up their minds.Su Sinian was amused by this innocent behavior, and retracted their hands, took a sip of hot tea, and opened his voice.The clear voice pierced through the candlelight, the stove, and the snow, and echoed over the pear garden.The footsteps that Zhou Moqin was about to step in paused when he heard the sound, then he wrapped his dark green cloak tightly, and walked in with a smile.

Seeing him coming in, the children immediately stood up. Su Sinian didn't know why, but stopped in doubt, and turned around to see the man, wearing a dark green cloak and long leather boots, standing in the snow with a smile , looking at himself tenderly.Su Sinian's heart warmed, and he couldn't help laughing: "It's Chinese New Year, why are you here?"

"How can I hear such a beautiful song if I don't come here." Zhou Moqin said as he walked over and sat beside him. A sharp-eyed child had already gone to help him take off his cloak.He distributed the prepared New Year's money to everyone, and then said to Su Sinian, "Why don't you sing?"

"It will cost you money to listen."

"I didn't bring enough today, let's owe it first, and pay it back together next time."

"I never pay on credit." Su Sinian said so, but she still sang, this time with a happy song.

It wasn't until the end of the New Year's Eve that Su Sinian told them to leave, and he and Zhou Moqin were also preparing to return to Su's residence.Yawning as soon as he walked out of the pear garden, he remembered that he forgot to take the hand stove, so he went back to get it.At the corner of the corridor, Xia Sheng and Qiu Sheng, a pair of sisters, were cleaning the yard with their backs to him. They were chatting in a low voice. When Su Sinian passed by, a sentence or two of conversation drifted into his ears.

He heard Xia Sheng say: "Marshal Zhou has arranged a marriage for the young marshal, I wonder if Brother Yun knows?"

"Which lady is it?"

"It is said that the surname is Wang, and the two families are family friends."