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Zheng Xiao returned to Fengyaxuan, jumped off the sedan chair, and rushed into the building, avoiding the romantic young man chatting and laughing with the beauties along the way, and ran across the path shaded by willows, and the pavilion of Nanxiang young man was right in front of him.

Zheng Xiao was a little out of breath when he ran. He calmed down on the spot, tidied up the unevenness of his body, and then stepped into the pavilion excitedly.

Walking through the long corridor back to the long waist, it is Mr. Nanxiang's living room. I don't know if he is in it. Since the two confessed their feelings last night, Zheng Xiao, who was shy in his heart, came to pick him up in the sedan chair of Tang Guogong's mansion early in the morning. I went to Tang Guogong's mansion, I don't know if Nanxiang will be angry

Hesitating at the door for a while, Zheng Xiao pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the movement in the room. It seemed that there was no movement.

Zheng Xiao blinked, and carefully pushed open the door. Following the creaking sound of the door, Zheng Xiao carefully put his head to the crack of the door and looked inside. There was indeed no one there.

Zheng Xiao withdrew his eyes in disappointment, and was about to close the door when a hand fell from his shoulder.

"Ah!" Turning around in surprise, it was Lord Xuanzhu, Lord Langzhu, and behind him was Mr. Nanxiang.

"What are you doing here?" Tarantula grabbed the child by the shoulder, straightened him up, and asked suspiciously to himself.

"I, I am" came to find Nanxiang.

It was the first time to face Master Xuanzhu, Zheng Xiao was so nervous that he almost forgot to breathe.

When Zheng Xiao's face was flushed and Lang Zhu's expression became more and more suspicious, Nan Xiang stepped forward with leisurely steps, and said calmly: "His name is Zheng Xiao, and he is my new servant."

Walking to Zheng Xiao's side, he took Lang Zhu's hand on Zheng Xiao's shoulder, opened the door, pushed him in, walked to the door by himself, put his hand on the doorknob, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Lang Zhu pointed at him with a distorted expression: "You want to take in a servant?" Who said that he was not used to seeing strangers, and he was the only one in Nanxiang Pavilion, one of the four major pavilions of Fengyaxuan?Get used to it now? !

"If I remember correctly, the kid is Xiao Dan who sings in the Fun Story Pavilion, you,

Nan Xiang smiled and closed the door.

Langzhu:

Desperately holding down the throbbing veins on his forehead, Lang Zhu took a deep breath and comforted himself: It's okay, his prince has always been a brat, and we don't have the same knowledge as him.

Nan Xiang closed the door, turned around and looked intently at the blushing child smiling at him with eight teeth. ,

Raising his eyebrows, Nan Xiang walked to the table and sat down, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Zheng Xiao,

"Thank you." Zheng Xiao happily took it. He ate a lot of candy in Tang Guogong's mansion, and ran all the way when he came back. He happened to be thirsty, drank a glass of water and found that Nan Xiang was sipping tea gracefully. .

Zheng Xiao leaned on his chin and said happily, "Is Nan Xiang finally going to accept me as a servant? You still remember my original request."

Nan Xiang put down the teacup, hummed softly,

Being tickled by this sound, Zheng Xiao's face was on fire, and suddenly he thought of something, he took off the white jade pendant around his waist, held it with both hands and handed it over.

"Give it to you."

Nan Xiang glanced at the white jade pendant, and found that the quality was not bad, it could be called top grade, raised his eyebrows, and took the jade pendant from the child's hand, but the child did not show any reluctance.

Nan Xiang's mood improved in an instant, and even the little resentment that the children left him early in the morning disappeared.

Playing with the jade pendant, Nan Xiang seemed to casually say: "This jade pendant is of good quality, it is considered precious, is it a reward from Tang Guofu?"

Zheng Xiao was still thirsty, so he poured himself a cup of tea. Hearing this, he said triumphantly, "I was given to me by the old lady of Tang Guofu. The old lady likes me very much, and there are many, many ladies who also like me."

"Oh?" Nan Xiang raised his eyebrows,

So Zheng Xiao told Nan Xiang about his experience in Tang Guofu with joy, Nan Xiang listened with a smile, and after a while, he remembered the characters Zheng Xiao said, and he also tried his best to understand Tang Guogong Who are the crowds in the court.

Very good, seeing that he finished drinking tea, Nan Xiang took the white jade pendant and put it in Zheng Xiao's palm, and said, "Tie it on for me."

Zheng Xiao laughed at that time, Nan Xiang liked his jade pendant, he was more than happy about anything.

Touching Nan Xiang's belt with both hands, under Nan Xiang's gentle gaze, he felt a little nervous.

The muscles under his hands are warm and flexible, exuding the unique fragrance of orchids in Nanxiang. Zheng Xiao blushed, untied his belt, and tied a white jade pendant on it. is good looking.

This jade pendant is a mark, indicating that this person is his, Zheng Xiao couldn't restrain Fei Yang's mood,

Raising his head, Nan Xiang was also smiling, as if he was bewildered, he stood up and kissed the thin raised lips.

Here it comes again, Nan Xiang cheers up, if this little wolf cub dares to bite him again, he will definitely,

Will definitely eat it back.

No matter how elegant and elegant Nanxiang is, he is still a first-time brother who only has one kiss experience.

However, being born in Fengyaxuan, I know what I should know and what I shouldn't know.

Zheng Xiao obsessively felt Nan Xiang's thin and soft lips, keen to change it into the shape he wanted, and when he touched the soft tongue, both of them were surprised.

Tremblingly probing, followed by a frenzied exchange.

Before I knew it, I came to the bedside, under the blue gauze curtain, two figures, one big and one small, intertwined into one, their clothes were thrown out continuously,

First, Nanxiang's precious brocade, then Zheng Xiao's ordinary cotton coat, and then, the two's white trousers.

After the kiss, Zheng Xiao looked at Nan Xiang above with moist eyes, feeling the temperature of his body, his heart was about to explode.

Panting slightly, Nan Xiang took the brocade handkerchief beside the pillow, and gently covered Zheng Xiao's face, wiping off the dark yellow chestnut rice flour, revealing that stunning face.

Zheng Xiao opened his eyes, both of them were stunned by the other's face.

Nan Xiang caressed Zheng Xiao's face obsessively, and gently kissed her tender lips,

Zheng Xiao was short of breath, grasping the sphenoid bone on his back with both hands,

At the last moment, Nan Xiang's hand froze slightly, and Zheng Xiao gasped and asked, "What's wrong?"

"There is no grease, it will hurt you." Nan Xiang wanted to get up and look for it.

Then, being pulled down by the hands around the neck, Zheng Xiao turned over and pressed Nan Xiang, and said boldly: "No, come directly, I can't bear it anymore."

Nan Xiang, who was below, was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed softly. Zheng Xiao looked at his smiling face obsessively, as if hearing the sound of flowers blooming.

There is a difference between doing it and not doing it. Zheng Xiao lay in the tub, lazily enjoying Nanxiang washing him.

"A Xiao, are you comfortable?" Nan Xiang asked with a smile.

"Yeah, it's so comfortable," Zheng Xiao came back to his senses, threw himself into his arms, and met his thin lips.

After grooming and washing, the two wore long black hair with moisture, and Zheng Xiao came to the gazebo in a white silk robe from Nanxiang. On the stone table was a guqin with auspicious clouds pattern.

Nan Xiang pulled Zheng Xiao into his arms and sat down, wrapped his arms around him, rested his chin on his long black hair, and said with a smile: "Ah Xiao has heard me play the piano."

"En." Zheng Xiao responded, he used to peep at Nan Xiang a lot, and every time he listened to him playing the piano was a rare enjoyment.

However, Zheng Xiao asked suspiciously: "A'nan, where is the plum blossom on your piano? Why is it missing?"

Nan Xiang paused, narrowed his eyes, and asked, "Ah Xiao,"

"Huh?" Zheng Xiao tilted his head to look at him.

"How do you know there are plum blossoms on my zither?"

"Hey, this," Zheng Xiao's forehead was sweating, I saw it when I was peeping.

Nan Xiang hugged his arm tightly, Zheng Xiao took a deep breath and sat up straight, "Be honest."

Zheng Xiao wanted to cry but had no tears, this big mouth made him miserable.

After learning about Zheng Xiao's idiot's voyeurism, Nan Xiang expressed with a complex expression that he wanted to take a look at that mysterious hut where he could see his back garden.

In order to make atonement, Zheng Xiao would not agree. Zheng Xiao took his hand and walked through the bustling flowers. Not far away, there was a window where the angle of view was not easy to detect.

Pointing to the window, Zheng Xiao said embarrassedly: "This is the one. I promise that apart from watching you play the piano in the back garden, I have done nothing wrong. You must believe me."

Nan Xiang raised his eyebrows, glanced at him, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile and a sarcasm, Zheng Xiao's heart skipped a beat, the familiar Gao Leng Fan, you appeared again, could it be that he only got a moment of warmth for offering the little chrysanthemum?

Zheng Xiao wants to cry but has no tears.

Nan Xiang hugged his waist and said, "Go up and have a look."

With a little tiptoe, the two flew up and landed on the edge of the window. Nan Xiang opened the window, covered Zheng Xiao's forehead with one hand, and entered the room through the window.

The small room can be seen at a glance, except for the bed and the cabinet, there is only a limited space left.

There is also a small stool by the window, you can imagine how a child sits in front of the window and looks at him quietly.

Zheng Xiao recovered from the shock of Nan Xiang's martial arts. Seeing Nan Xiang looking at his room, he was a little embarrassed. He always felt a little shy to bring Nan Xiang to see his room.

Nan Xiang walked to the window and looked out, just in time to see the scene in the gazebo, although he already knew that the child had been paying attention to him, but when he really saw it, there was a different feeling in his heart.

I always feel a little bit happy.

Nan Xiang pressed his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly to cover up his slightly red ears.

Zheng Xiao, who was embarrassed at first, was completely attracted by his red ears. Seeing his masked cough, he secretly laughed. Nan Xiang always wants to save face, so it's better to pretend that he doesn't know.

With their little happiness in their hearts, the two returned to Nanxiang's attic.

At night, Zheng Xiao and Nan Xiang had dinner together. After washing up, Nan Xiang took Zheng Xiao to the piano room.

There are all kinds of musical instruments in the piano room, including qin, flute and orchestra.

Zheng Xiao looked at it in amazement, and then heard Nan Xiang say: "A Xiao, although you are my servant to the outside world, but you are also a member of the Nanxiang Pavilion. People in the Nanxiang Pavilion must know musical instruments. You pick one, and I'll teach you."

There are no fewer than dozens of musical instruments in this piano room, and he actually said that he let himself choose, could it be,

"Anan, do you know all these instruments?"

The smile on the corner of Nan Xiang's mouth was light and clear, but he nodded without hesitation.

My sweetheart is a peerless genius, I'm under a lot of pressure~~~

Zheng Xiao wants to cry but has no tears.

Even though he was sad, Zheng Xiao still chose the guqin. Nanxiang plays the guqin most often. Every time he sees Nanxiang holding the qin, walking down the carriage or stairs slowly, that kind of soul-stirring and moving His posture always makes his heart beat faster and he can't control himself.

Maybe because he understood his little thoughts, Nan Xiang's long and narrow eyes hooked him, and Zheng Xiao's face turned red.

In the piano room, the two sat on the blanket after washing their hands. On the table in front of them was the lyre chosen by Zheng Xiao, and the incense burner in the corner of the table was burning with fragrant orchids.

Nan Xiang stretched out his fingertips and scratched across the strings, and the clear, round and thick sound of the piano leaked out like flowing water.

Nan Xiang said: "This is a lyre made of linden. The sound is clear and clear. It's just right for you."

Holding his hand, Nanxiang took him to feel and touch his own qin, and told him that the process of making a qin, the sound of each string is different, the qin that I liked because of Nanxiang, gradually, Zheng Akatsuki fell in love with the piano itself.

It turns out that the piano is like this. Playing the same string with different strengths will produce different sounds, as if it is talking to itself, and your inner voice is conveyed through the strings, as if you have re-recognized yourself.

No wonder Nanxiang likes the qin, Zheng Xiao closed his eyes and listened quietly to the sound of the qin.

Nan Xiang looked at Zheng Xiao in surprise, half-paid, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his A Xiao, so beautiful and intelligent,

he's mine.

Nan Xiang closed her eyes, and gently kissed Zheng Xiao's hair.