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After burning the incense, the three of them followed the crowd to the Cishou Pagoda. On the narrow stairs, Kang Tianzhen took Song Wenyuan's hand and hooked his fingers into his palm. Song Wenyuan glanced at him and flirted back with his fingers. The fingers are entangled, doing unknown little tricks like cheating.

Kang Tianzhen went crazy, pinched him hard, and Song Wenyuan grabbed his fingers, unable to struggle no matter what, he raised his head, looked at Song Wenyuan's serious look, and laughed, and the two gradually turned into a ten-finger phase buckle.

"This tower is so high," said Kang Tianzhen, who lacked exercise and was out of breath after walking a few steps.

Song Wenyuan looked at him with a smile, "Then I'll carry you up?"

"Come on," Kang Tianzhen squeezed his muscles, "Hong Yang will laugh at me."

"I don't laugh at you," Hong Yang looked at him and said sincerely, "I can only say, wow, you weak chicken can't move, you're weak, you're useless, you deserve to be a little shou Oh wow ha ha ha..."

Kang Tianzhen was furious, "I'm not done with you!!!"

Hong Yang laughed loudly, and ran up the shit like hell.

Kang Tianzhen spouted fire and chased after him.

Song Wenyuan looked up with a smile, and saw the two of them laughing and passing through the tourists like a child who hadn't grown up. Naive climbed to the sixth floor and withered.

Song Wenyuan walked up leisurely, looked at Kang Tianzhen who was sitting on the steps panting, smiled and stretched out his hand, "Have you enjoyed it?"

"Withered," Kang Tianzhen grabbed his hand and stood up, and the two walked up side by side, sucking their teeth in depression, "My body lacks exercise."

Song Wenyuan nodded, "Sign up for a fitness class when you return to Nanjing, and I'll go with you."

"No, no," Kang Tianzhen's eyes flashed with strange excitement, "We can do another exercise, which is healthy and low-carbon. Hello, me too."

Song Wenyuan: "..."

Kang Tianzhen shook his arm, "Do you know what I'm talking about?"

"Of course I know," Song Wenyuan said bluntly, "Climbing a flight of stairs can make you think about that, it's really hard work."

Kang Tianzhen pecked him on the face as if no one was watching, and said innocently, "When I run, I feel tired, and when I get tired, I feel that your physical strength is really good, and then I think that your physical strength is also good in bed, and then...hehehe... "

Song Wenyuan looked around and found that no one noticed them, so he laughed, "Little thing!"

The two held hands and walked up to the top of the tower. It was the setting sun, and the river and the sky were in one color.

Song Wenyuan patted the single dog who was leaning on the railing to look into the distance, "Don't lean on the railing when climbing high."

"Are you going blind by leaning on the railing?" Hong Yang looked at them with a smile, pinched Kang Tian's face, "I really lost."

"I'm saving my strength," Kang Tianzhen snorted arrogantly.

Hong Yang ran the train with his mouth full, "Why save your energy? Are you going to counterattack Song Wenyuan at night?"

Kang Tianzhen thought for a while, then shook his head, "I prefer the feeling of being down there, it's numb and refreshing."

Song Wenyuan's face changed, "Hello..."

Hong Yang laughed loudly, "The counterattack can also be at the bottom, as long as Song Wenyuan sits up and moves by himself..."

"Get out!" Song Wenyuan scolded with a smile, and dragged Kang Tianzhen to the other side to see the scenery, half of the sky was full of blooming fire clouds, and the sunset spread over the river, like a colorful brocade of clouds.

Looking at the majestic river, Kang Tianzhen said suddenly, "I think Hong Yang has something on his mind." "Why do you say that?"

Kang Tianzhen said in a low voice, "Intuitively, I feel that he is joking and heartless a lot, but when he is alone, he feels very deep."

Song Wenyuan shook his head with a wry smile, "No one can be heartless all the time except you."

Jinshan Temple was going to be closed in the evening, they walked down the steps, Hong Yang put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked back, with an indifferent expression, Kang Tianzhen followed his line of sight, and saw a plaque hanging on the majestic main hall - Du All misery.

He looked at Hong Yang, "What are you thinking?"

"Do you think the Buddha really has such a great ability to overcome all hardships?"

"Sincerity leads to spirit," Kang Tianzhen thought for a while, "When I was young, my mother forced me to memorize a tome for three days, and I thought, Buddha, help me, let me memorize it all at once. "

Hong Yang laughed, "Has the Buddha appeared?"

"No," Kang Tianzhen shook his head innocently, "I'm not sincere, and I thought Buddha would help me, but I still can't control my craving for meat."

"..." Hong Yang pinched his cheeks, "Then say jb!"

Kang Tianzhen smiled and said, "I'm giving you a negative example. You can sincerely worship the Buddha and see if he can overcome all the hardships."

Hong Yang shook his head and sneered in a low voice, "Believe him, I might as well trust myself."

They ate pot noodles at a roadside noodle shop at night. When they returned to the hotel, it was still dark. Hong Yang took two decks of cards and knocked on the door of Song Wenyuan's room. ?”

Kang Tianzhen was stunned. "Stop making trouble," Song Wenyuan said, "You watch TV, go to bed early, and go to the antique market tomorrow morning."

Hong Yang looked sad and indignant, "It's only seven o'clock! You two can have sex, how will I spend this long night?"

Kang Tianzhen looked at him seriously, "You can also masturbate." "..." "Or just rub it on the bed sheet." "..." Hong Yang wiped his face, his eyes were dead, and he said dumbly, "Thank you for your advice, now, shut up, I don't want to talk to you for now."

Kang Tianzhen wrinkled his nose and shut up obediently.

Hong Yang went back to his room, Song Wenyuan smiled and pressed Kang Tianzhen against the door, the two kissed, their lips and tongues seduced each other tenderly, and lingering love flowed from the tip of their tongues.

After kissing for a while, Kang Tianzhen blushed and tore off Song Wenyuan's belt.

The door was knocked again, and Song Wenyuan quickly lifted his pants, "Who?" "You, Mr. Hong, me!" Hong Yang shouted loudly from outside, "Open the door, I have something to ask your little wife."

Kang Tianzhen opened the door depressedly, "Who is the little daughter-in-law, didn't you just leave, what's the matter?"

Hong Yang looked at the charming little beauty in front of him, with pink face full of spring, and muttered, "Who are you?" "What???" Kang Tianzhen roared. "Oh, the Lion Roars from the River East." Hong Yang jumped back exaggeratedly, covering his body with his hands, "I'm so scared."

Kang Tianzhen breathes fire.

Song Wenyuan smiled and pulled Kang Tianzhen into his arms, and looked at Hong Yang, "What do you want to ask Tianzhen?" "Oh, this," Hong Yang adjusted his expression and asked seriously, "After the Buddha won What?" "...you are paralyzed!!!" Kang Tian was furious, roaring and kicking up, throwing the slipper out.

Hong Yang succeeded in playing a prank, he laughed and closed their door, and ran away.

After locking the door again, Song Wenyuan hugged Kang Tianzhen, and the two kissed for a while, Song Wenyuan pulled up Kang Tianzhen's T-shirt, and Kang Tianzhen suddenly pushed the door hard, "Has it been locked?"

Song Wenyuan: "..."

The two started making out again. After 2 minutes, Song Wenyuan stopped and looked at him helplessly. Kang Tianzhen smiled, "Hong Yang won't make trouble again, right?"

"..." Song Wenyuan's face turned green, without saying a word, he picked up Kang Tianzhen, walked to the bed and pressed him down, kissing his neck continuously.

Kang Tianzhen lay on the bed, put his arms around his neck, and asked in a low voice, "He really won't come again?"

Song Wenyuan held a condom between his two fingers and shook it in front of him, "Do you want to do it or not? If you continue to worry about this, we don't have to do it."

"Do it, do it," Kang Tianzhen lifted his upper body abruptly, and took the condom away from his fingertips. He thought to himself that I didn't feel good after holding it in for so long. I can't help but do three hundred rounds!

The two have never had a chance to make out since they came back from Beijing, they are full of energy, and they squeeze each other's energy, as if they want to vent all the energy they have accumulated.

Kang Tianzhen put his arms around Song Wenyuan's neck, and the two kissed while doing it. He was obsessed with this kind of intimate behavior of entanglement, and he was unwilling to leave each other all the time.

The two of them went from dark to midnight, and the sheets were soaked with their liquid. Kang Tianzhen's whole body was as soft as water, panting with choked sobs, and rational tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Through his blurred vision, he looked at the man galloping on him, full of uncontrollable love.

Song Wenyuan hugged him to take a bath, and did it again in the bathtub. Kang Tianzhen convulsed unconsciously, his pupils dilated. Song Wenyuan looked at his messy body, and his heart almost melted with love.

Back on the bed, even though he was very tired, Kang Tianzhen didn't want to sleep at all, he just wanted to hug and chat with Song Wenyuan, Song Wenyuan was so pestered by him that he cried and laughed, "Go to bed early, aren't you tired today?" "Tired," Kang Tianzhen hoarsely said, "But I want to talk to you."

Song Wenyuan cheered up, "Okay, what are you talking about?"

Kang Tianzhen stared at him, "...I don't know." "..." Song Wenyuan laughed, "Go to bed, we have to get up early tomorrow."

Kang Tianzhen closed her eyes in disappointment, listened to the long breathing beside her, and thought anxiously: What's wrong with me?Why can't I leave Song Wenyuan's appearance for a moment?Are you sick?Nympho?Is there any help?Why does it feel so miserable...

The more he thought about it, the more miserable he felt, as if he was suffering from a strange lovesickness, and then he fell asleep within 3 minutes in the grief of terminal illness.

Song Wenyuan turned his head, looked at his satisfied sleeping face by the moonlight, smiled lightly, and poked his baby fat cheeks, his heart was full of love that gradually fermented.

The next morning, he got up before dawn and went to the antique market after breakfast. Hong Yang shook his head while walking, "Wenzong Pavilion of Jinshan Temple was also one of the three pavilions in Jiangsu and Zhejiang back then. Why didn't a single decent ancient book remain?" Woolen cloth?"

Song Wenyuan said, "Although the Zangshu Pavilion is supposed to play an important role in storing the "Siku Quanshu", it was burned down by the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom in the third year of Xianfeng, and it has only survived for 74 years, which is too long from now."

After a morning of shopping in the antique market, I bought a few manuscripts from the Cultural Revolution period, and the three of them settled for lunch at a nearby noodle restaurant. Kang Tianzhen picked up a piece of crystal meat, "Do you know how many processes are required for this piece of meat?" ?”

Hong Yang stuffed his mouth full of hunger, and said vaguely, "I just want it to be delicious, and I don't need to know how it's made."

"Vulgar!" Kang Tianzhen reprimanded, "It's only satisfying the desire to eat, which is an insult to food... Hey, uncle, what do you do?"

A man in old work clothes greeted them with a shy smile, and asked in a low voice, "It seems that you little brothers are very good at antiques. I also have some old things at home, which are left by my ancestors. I know if you are interested in taking a look."

Kang Tianzhen and Song Wenyuan glanced at each other, and at the same time, they thought about being danced by a fairy in Hubei. Song Wenyuan cleared his throat, "Why don't you bring the things here, let's have a look."

The man hesitated for a moment, "There are too many things, and I don't know which ones are valuable and which ones are not, so I can't just pull them all out at once."

While they were talking, the noodle shop waiter passed by with a plate, saw the man, and said displeasedly, "Old Wang, why are you here again? Don't disturb our guests' dinner, your broken books are worthless! "

Song Wenyuan sensitively caught a word, "Broken books? Are you referring to books as antiques?"

"There are other things," the man said excitedly when he saw that he was interested, "there are also vases, chairs, and mahogany, which are very valuable!"

Hong Yang used an excuse to go to the bathroom, walked to the back kitchen, and grabbed the waiter, "Hey, big beauty, do you know that old man?"

"There is no one around here who doesn't know him," the waiter said angrily, "Our ancestors were officials, so there must be a lot of good things passed down. He didn't do business properly, and his family property was ruined. There are still some rotten things left. Pulling people around all day long to see, what kind of business can you do with this kind of effort without earning two dollars!"

"That's right," Hong Yang chatted with her with a smile, returned to the dining table, and gave Song Wenyuan a wink.

Song Wenyuan understood, and said gently to the man, "Since you said there are good things, let's go and have a look. It's just that the three of us young people don't have full hair, so we don't know much."

Kang Tianzhen, who had been working hard all this time, looked up, "My hair is all grown."

"..." Song Wenyuan's face darkened, "Shut up!"