I opened a bookstore in ancient times

At the beginning of the month, the night wind blows along the water waves of the Qiongjiang River, and the stars flicker in the sky, forming a bright silver glow, reflecting the lights of thousands of households in the world.

Su Yao's heart beat like a deer.

It crashed.

His mind was blank, and when he regained consciousness slightly, his face became hot again.

Husband...husband?

The next time Su Yao thought of this word, he panicked and was at a loss.

He was dumbfounded, staring blankly at Fu Ling's dark eyes, but didn't know how to answer for a moment.

This made him panic even more.

Because he didn't refuse immediately.

According to his usual temperament, if he thinks the joke is absurd, he will just refuse it;

But this time, facing the light smile in Fu Ling's eyes, he didn't know whether he should speak...

Fu Gezi's words seemed to shatter something in his heart suddenly, Su Yao only felt a thud in his heart, apart from flustered, he was helpless.

In the night breeze, Fu Ling paused for a while, lowered his head again, and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Boss Su doesn't speak, does that mean he agrees?"

"no!"

Surprised, Su Yao subconsciously blurted out.

But after the word "no" was said, he felt... very uncomfortable.

Su Yao seemed a little regretful, but he didn't seem to be.

His heart was in a mess like a ball of twine, but his mind was blank. After he refused, he couldn't help but add: "No... no, I mean... and it's not... just... just..."

The more he opened his mouth, the more flustered he became, so he had no choice but to use his best politeness: "I... I mean, thank you Mr. Fu, please trouble Mr. Fu... There is no need to explain... Mr. Fu is joking."

Su Yao forced a smile, but Fu Ling tilted his head, took another step closer, and said in an aggrieved tone, "Boss Su wronged me, I'm not joking."

Su Yao's inner politeness was shattered with a bang.

Su Yao didn't know what to say, Fu Ling's dark and deep eyes were close at hand, and when he met him, he uncontrollably backed away.

But behind him was the fence of the painting boat, and Su Yao had no way to retreat. As soon as he leaned against the railing, Fu Ling suddenly stretched out his arms to embrace him.

Fu Ling's slender arms were wrapped around Su Yao's waist, but the whole person pressed him close.

There was no way for Su Yao to avoid it, and for a moment the whole posture seemed to be held in his arms.

The closer he was to his warm chest, the clearer the beating sound of his heart became.

Fu Ling stopped just a short distance away, then leaned closer to his ear, lowered his eyebrows and smiled, "Boss Su will fall if he hides again."

The evening wind blows across the water, blowing melodious silk and bamboo orchestras.

It seems to be the sound of singing and dancing from the boat next door.

Su Yao didn't understand, he was clearly in such a panic, but he could still clearly feel the sudden acceleration of his heartbeat.

Fu Ling's warm breath rushed to his ears, the tips of Su Yao's ears were slightly red, and even the white neck was slightly red.

The night wind was blowing, Fu Ling's eyes were deep, and he really wanted to bow his head and take a bite.

But can't.

Su Yao tonight is like a frightened little rabbit.

He looked flustered, at a loss, and the tips of his ears were red.

So cute, so alluring.

Fu Xiang was crazy, but he could only stop there.

With Su Yao's temperament, when the time comes, he can pry open at least half of it with a strong dose of medicine; but if you press too hard, it will probably backfire, so just avoid it, or run away.

Song Jin always said that Fu Xiang's progress was slow, but Fu Xiang was just reluctant.

To put it to the extreme, anyway, Su Yao has already been ignorantly moved. If he wants to, he can directly look for an opportunity to get someone, and then slowly coax him in the future, it's not impossible to coax him.

But if Fu Xiang really likes someone, he will hold that person on top of his heart.

He doesn't like to be forced.

Looking at today's appearance, Su Yao has not yet figured out what he is thinking.

And it's time to let go, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Fu Xiang had his own considerations, but Su Yao was still in a mess.

He was pressed on the railing by Fu Ling, and he was flustered for a long time before he remembered to stagger his eyes: "Fu...Mr. Fu, get up."

Amused in Fu Ling's heart, he intentionally exerted more force and hugged him tightly.

Sure enough, Su Yao's ears turned redder.

She was quite evasive: "Mr. Fu, don't..."

Fu Xiang took a good look at this moving appearance, his brows and eyes curved, and he took a step away from the fence before letting go.

Su Yao rubbed and slipped away.

Cheng An saluted with his eldest son, got a mouth-to-mouth command, and quickly chased after him.

The waves of the Qiongjiang River were slowly swaying, Fu Xiang was in a good mood, and slowly walked off the boat.

It's a night without clouds and moon, but the world is full of romance and moonlight.

Su Yao walked quickly, and Cheng An trotted all the way to catch up, hurriedly said: "It's so late, the Shang family just sent someone to deliver a message, and A Yan has been sent back first."

Then he laughed and said, "My lord didn't eat well, let's eat some outside first?"

After Su Yao left Fu Ling, his disturbed mood calmed down a bit.

It's just that I can't clean it up yet, and I'm always a little absent-minded, so I just nodded when I heard the words: "Alright."

He said again: "Fu Xian..."

As soon as he spoke, he swallowed abruptly.

He wondered whether Fu Ling had eaten dinner, but when he mentioned it now, his mood only became more turbulent.

Cheng An secretly smiled: The eldest son really knows things like a god.

Just now, the eldest son said that Boss Su definitely didn't want to see him at this time, and motioned to take Su Yao out for a stroll first.

Sure enough.

Boss Su didn't move [-]% of his heart this time, but he must have moved at least [-]% of it.

Otherwise, why are you panicking, why are you shy, and why are you hiding?

Cheng An was very happy.

Taking Su Yao to eat snacks in the West Market without hesitation, and bought a lotus from the flower seller.

The flower seller whispered softly: "Master, put this one in a porcelain vase, and it will bloom in two days."

He laughed again and said, "It's rare, it's Bing Tilian."

The night market was noisy, the lights were dancing, and Su Yao's cheeks were hot again.

Cheng An smiled blindly, and quickly took out the money: "My lady has a lot of money."

Hugging Tingting's lotus bone to catch up with Su Yao.

Su Yao's heart was a little flustered, and he could only pretend that he didn't see it.

The two walked home all the way, and Su Yao went straight into his room.

Pack it up properly, cover your head and lie down on the couch.

In the dead of night, even though Su Yao's mind was in a mess, he spent a whole day socializing, and his fatigue overwhelmed his mood for a while. He closed his eyes for a while, and fell asleep before he could figure it out.

This night, I slept very deeply.

When he got up, he had a dream.

The dream was chaotic, and Su Yao couldn't remember clearly, only remembering that the red brocade clothes were tied for ten miles and tied with lotuses.

There is also the "husband" in the mouth of the crowd.

husband.

Just as Su Yao woke up, his whole body was on fire again.

He forced himself to forget, and dally got up and put on his clothes, worried that when he opened the door, he would see Fu Gezi standing in the courtyard.

Su Yao lingered on this thought for a while, until Qi Bo couldn't help knocking on the door: "Master, are you awake?"

Qi Bo's tone was worried, Su Yao regained consciousness, and hurriedly replied: "Get up. I'm fine."

Qi Bo felt a little relieved: "Thinking of the young master's exhaustion yesterday, I went to Sun's bookstore to buy breakfast in the morning, steamed buns filled with soup, fried dough sticks, bean curd, and tea eggs. Is the young master up yet? I'll go to heat it up."

"Please Qi Bo, come out now."

Su Yao was silent, but hesitated, "Have you... all eaten?"

Qi Bo smiled: "I've eaten. I wanted to let the young master sleep for a while, so I didn't come to call."

Su Yao let out a long breath.

He also... doesn't really want to have dinner with Fu Gezi.

The sun was shining brightly, and there was no one around. Su Yao ate the steamed buns alone, silently scooped up a spoonful of bean curd, and ate the leftovers from getting up late.

Anyway, he just wasn't comfortable.

Now that I wake up and think about what I said about the boat painting last night, maybe it was just a misunderstanding.

What... Husband, maybe Mr. Fu sincerely wanted to help him, so he came up with a clear excuse.

But he... panicked like that, and... had a strange dream all night.

However, Su Yao took another bite of fresh shrimp and pork buns, but——

If it was really a misunderstanding, it was a joke, and he was just thinking about it, Su Yao couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart.

Su Yao didn't understand why he was lost.

Or, he knew it in his heart, but dared not admit it.

Su Yao remained awkward all day, only afraid of seeing the big pigeon.

But that day until he fell asleep, he didn't see Fu Ling.

Su Yao lay down awkwardly, tossing and turning all night, but the same thing remained the next day.

Not even a shadow of a pigeon was seen.

Another day, but still the same.

Su Yao's awkwardness in his heart changed somewhat.

The lights were bright, Su Yao was calculating, and when the curtain moved, he hurriedly got up.

It was Zibo.

Su Yao felt lost for a moment, sat down absent-mindedly, and only heard Qi Bo ask: "So the young master knows?"

Su Yao looked up: "Know what?"

Qi Bo smiled: "I saw that the young master seemed to be waiting for someone, and thought that the young master knew. I will go to pick up Dr. Pei tonight, and he has already arrived."

Su Yao was startled, and hurriedly got up again: "The wind and the dust are laboring, please invite Dr. Pei in."

"Old Mr. Pei is very old, why did you miss the night to come, I am really tired..."

Su Yao walked to the door of the shop, but was startled again.

The person in front of him is only about the same age, tall and straight, with a smile on his face. Where is Mr. Pei Yi?