My lord, the princess is a man!

On the day they left, a group of grandpa and the others came to Zhuangkou to see them off, which made Lin Hanjiang feel such a strong sense of home for the first time.

The unreliable aunt also gave him a very strong cloth bag, which is similar to the feeling of carrying a basket in the south, but the cloth is lighter and more convenient.

The little guy didn't know where he was going, he poked his head out from the mouth of the bag and looked at the group of people outside.

Lin Hanjiang turned his head to look at the person next to him and said, "Will we come whenever we have time?"

"Like this?"

"Ah."

"Okay, we can come if you want, anyway, there will always be a place for us to live here."

With the addition of an innocent and lovely guy, he didn't seem so boring on the way back, and it still feels good to tease and touch him from time to time.

Before Wang Duan left, he left a lot of stalls for Rong Song to deal with. Now that he is back, Rong Song can finally relax.

Chu Mo sat on a chair in the study room and listened to Rong Song's report on what had happened these days, and finally waved his hand and said, "This king already knows, it's none of your business now, let's all go down! By the way, I'll give you a day Fake, I'm exhausted these days, let's take a rest!"

Rong Bin took a sneak peek at Rong Song excitedly, but as a result, all of Mu Mu's eyes fell on the ground, and he didn't show any joy at all.

After the two of them bowed their hands in unison, they withdrew.

As soon as he went out, Rong Bin wrapped another person's waist, and said: "I haven't seen you these days, I really think about it, anyway, it's nothing for us now, let's go back to the room!"

"You're right, why do you have to pull me on?" Rong Song twisted his fingers, trying to get out of his arms, but the fingers clasped even tighter.

"Brother, don't you want to be with me..." Rong Bin gave him a meaningful blank, and it took a long time before he continued, "You and I are both in our prime, holding back is not good for our health."

"I've never held back, let go!" Rong Song twisted his body impatiently, but the more he struggled, the tighter he hugged.

Rong Bin stuck out his tongue and licked the back of his ear, and said stubbornly: "Don't let it go. Brother said he would never hold back. Did he blaspheme himself behind my back, or did he go out to find a man?"

"You..." Rong Song bit his lips angrily, blushing unconsciously.

"Okay, don't be awkward. You see, the master and the prince are as good as one person now. Why can't we? Do you know? It's okay in Yulin. The master and the prince have less contact. When I was there, the two of them completely pretended that I didn’t exist, and kissed and hugged in front of me, you don’t know how sad it is.” Rong Bin rubbed his head on his neck as if seeking comfort, and easily won his sympathy .

Rong Song touched the "sad" person's head and said guiltily: "Then... that's all, we'll talk about the rest when we go back!"

"Ah."

It's a pity that Rong Song only heard his sad and wronged voice, but didn't see his proud face.

When Lin Hanjiang came back, he took Mao Mao and started to recognize his family. The little guy followed behind him, afraid that he would get lost.

The people in Duanwang's Mansion saw their master came back, and they came to say hello one by one. One or two Lin Hanjiang still had the energy to take care of them, but when there were too many people, they became a little impatient, picked up Mao Mao and ran towards the study, and waited until the door. Sure enough, no one followed.

I should learn from Chu Mo, and face them every day, so that they feel that they are not easy to mess with, and they will not rush to come to me, let alone make demands on themselves.

Why do you want my plush to be hugged? You can't even see how cute it is!

"What are you doing standing at the door, if you want to come in, come in."

Chu Mo saw the figure at the door a long time ago, and wanted to wait for him to come in, but the man seemed to be frozen there, just staring at the door in a daze.

Hearing the shouts from inside, Lin Hanjiang immediately pushed open the door, ran to the small soft place inside, put Mao Mao on it, took off his shoes and sat there cross-legged, "Just keep doing what you do and leave me alone. "

"Didn't you come looking for me?"

Lin Hanjiang shook his head honestly, "All the women in the mansion want to come and touch it, so I ran to you if I didn't want to."

Regarding his honesty, Chu Mo really didn't know what to say, so he chose to give him a trick, "You just refuse them, you are the master, you don't let them touch them."

"I know, but... I really can't refuse them. If a group of women treat you like a baby and let you go, can you bear it?"

"It's a bit unbearable. A group of ducks quacking at you is annoying enough. I'll ask the housekeeper to talk about them later."

For Chu Mo's metaphor of comparing them to ducks, Lin Hanjiang didn't make any comments, shrugged indifferently and said: "Just talk, don't deduct money from others."

"Okay, how can you manage this group of servants well with your heart."

Lin Hanjiang didn't like to hear these words, shifted his gaze from Mao Mao to Chu Mo, and asked coldly: "What's the matter, do you want to find a mistress to take care of?"

"How dare you."

"It's almost there."

"Hey, Jiang'er, let me ask you a question." Chu Mo suddenly raised an eyebrow at him mysteriously, with a look on his face that I wanted to do something bad.

Lin Hanjiang looked at him vigilantly and said, "What's the problem?"

"Just now I heard Rong Bin's conversation at the door, and I suddenly wanted to ask you, but let's talk calmly first."

"Why, you still don't make me angry by asking me questions." It's blatantly unfair, okay!

"Let's do this! As long as you don't get angry and you mention one thing, I will definitely agree to you without blinking."

Make a request?It seems that this matter can be considered. As for what request to make, Lin Hanjiang has already thought about it: hurry up!Lay down for the uncle, the uncle wants to fuck you.

"Go ahead." Lin Hanjiang quietly waited for him to ask questions.

"Then I said it," Chu Mo organized his words and said, "Have you ever thought about me... self-blasphemy, or nocturnal emission?"

"What!" Lin Hanjiang thought he had heard it wrong, raised his hand and plucked his ear and asked again, but got exactly the same question, only this time the tone was firmer.

Raising his hand, he picked up the collapsed pillow and threw it over, cursing: "You must be out of your mind! Get out, I don't want to see you, get out! Get out!"

Maomao clearly felt the emotional fluctuations of his master, and accompanied him to bark at Chu Mo.

"It's agreed that I won't be angry." Chu Mo hugged the pillow he threw over wrongly, as funny as he could be.

"The prerequisite for me not to be angry is that you promised me one thing. Now I don't want to mention it. Do you hear me clearly? Get out, get out!" The prince who made his own way was kicked out of the study room by one person and one dog.