This Scum Is Not Worthy Of White Washing

After the medical officer took care of his open wound, Xie Chenyang lay in bed peacefully under Fan Wenze's strict orders.

Whenever he wanted to go out of the room, he would be persuaded to go back depressed by Yan Yan from the outside saying, "My lord said, if you go out of the room, he won't see you for a month".

【Dad, am I still hurt?I'm going to rust]

You Huang: "It will be fine in two days."

【I've been lying down for almost ten days】

You Huang: "Wait another two days."

Xie Chenyang sighed.

Zhao Xiaofeng and Shen Shu were in the room together, when they heard him sigh, they looked at each other.

Zhao Xiaofeng scratched his head, but couldn't think of any good idea to relieve the lord, so he looked at Shen Shu for help.

Shen Shu said unhurriedly: "Is the lord bored? In fact, there are many things that can be entertained without going out. Is there anything the lord wants to do? I know a thing or two about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which can relieve the boredom for the lord. "

"The book...does it have a fire avoidance map?"

Shen Shu's face was reddish: "Not at all."

"Then can you draw?" Xie Chenyang looked at him with interest.

Shen Shu said with difficulty: "I have never...painted before."

"Try?"

Shen Shu struggled inwardly, but this was the master's order, he took a deep breath, and was about to agree, but Xie Chenyang said, "Forget it."

Shen Shu: "Master..."

Xie Chenyang became interested: "Go get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, I will dictate, and you write for me, write a storybook."

"Yes, my lord."

Shen Shu breathed a sigh of relief, and walked out the door.

Hearing that the lord wanted to write a storybook to relieve boredom, Yan Yanhe immediately moved to the desk and put pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it.

Youhuang: "Yangyang, what do you want to write?"

[Recently, in order to let me have a long memory, Aze has been refusing to let me get close. He insisted on waiting for my injury to recover before getting close. I will write a short article to vent it]

Shen Shu sat at the desk, writing.

Zhao Xiaofeng rubbed the ink for him clumsily, with a look of excitement and curiosity.

Yan Yan and Yu Yan moved their things and left, not daring to stay in the lord's room.

Xie Chenyang leaned on the soft pillow and cleared his throat: "There is a man named Ze. One day, he met a man named Chen... At that moment, the two people's hearts throbbed, and they fell in love with each other at first sight. It's my lover in my previous life."

Shen Shu: "..."

It seems that the adult's name is Youze, but the lord's name is Youchen?

Lord, is this going to write a story about him and your lord?

His hand holding the pen was stiff, and he wrote slowly.

When it was written that Ze turned out to be a man disguised as a woman, a drop of cold sweat ran across Shen Shu's forehead.

Is the lord just trying to get angry with you, deliberately writing him as a man?

This……

Write, he is the Lord's man.

"Chen's kiss was domineering and deep, and he gasped for breath. His energy was so strong that Ze couldn't get out of bed for three days and three nights..."

Shen Shu blushed.

Zhao Xiaofeng also quickly lowered his head to hide the scarlet color on his face, and concentrated on polishing the ink.

"Chen pressed Ze domineeringly..."

"He bowed slightly..."

Xie Chenyang's description was too graphic, Shen Shu wrote it as if he had personally experienced it, and suspiciously, he had a little reaction.

Shen Shu wiped off his sweat and continued writing.

Xie Chenyang licked his lips: "Okay, let's end this first part here, Shen Shu, you call Yanyan, sell it, remember not to let Yanyan see the content."

Shen Shu said in surprise, "My lord?"

He thought the lord just wanted to write it for himself to read for entertainment, to vent his anger.

You want to sell it? !

"Be sure to remember that if you pay for it, you will also make him sell it."

Shen Shu put down his pen trembling slightly, and said with difficulty: "Yes."

When Shen Shu went out with the manuscript in his hands, Xie Chenyang sneered and said, "Look at how brave you are, Xiaofeng, pour me a glass of water."

Zhao Xiaofeng poured a glass of water and handed it to the bed, blushing and said: "My lord, won't you be angry if you write your lord as a man?"

Xie Chenyang took a sip of water calmly: "He loves me so much, how could he be angry with me."

Zhao Xiaofeng asked curiously: "Can a man and a man... be together?"

"Why not?"

"It's against yin and yang..."

"Bullshit."

Zhao Xiaofeng didn't dare to refute, took the water glass, and whispered: "My lord, my lord...is he really a man?"

Xie Chenyang raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?"

How dare Zhao Xiaofeng say it, he was going to ask Shen Shu privately.

Shen Shu is so smart, he must know.

Two days later, Xie Chenyang recovered from his injury.

That night, he forced Fan Wenze to stay in the room: "I've been sleepy for so long, and now I'm healed, why don't you stay to make up for me?"

Fan Wenze knew that he was angry during this time, so he didn't struggle. He reached out and hugged him, and said softly, "I'm doing it for your own good. With your temperament, if I don't restrict you, will your injury be okay?"

Xie Chenyang bit his shoulder, and said harshly: "You go to handle business every day, leave me alone in the room, and don't let me go out, is it too much?"

Fan Wenze patted his head: "That's also for finishing the matter of Lanzhou City as soon as possible and taking you home."

Xie Chenyang kissed his neck.

Fan Wenze raised his head slightly, felt his Adam's apple being gently bitten, and said in a low voice, "Wait until we get married..."

"I know, I won't do it," Xie Chenyang leaned forward and kissed the corner of his lips, "I just want to kiss you."

Before falling asleep, Fan Wenze whispered in his ear: "The person who will replace me should be on his way. Even if you want to regret it, it's too late."

Xie Chenyang held him in his arms, feeling sleepy: "No regrets, no regrets even if you die."

Fan Wenze smiled silently and closed his eyes.

Taking advantage of Xie Chenyang's rest period, Fan Wenze had already dealt with the matters that should be dealt with, and just waited for the people from Yao Kingdom to come over to hand over.

So, when Xie Chenyang invited him to go shopping the next day, he agreed without hesitation.

[Dad, it must have spread, right? 】

You Huang: "...En."

Xie Chenyang took Fan Wenze to a restaurant purposefully.

Fan Wenze: "The food in the mansion is not to your liking?"

Xie Chenyang: "No. It's just that my mother and father often brought me here before, and I haven't eaten for a long time."

There was pity in Fan Wenze's eyes, and he took him upstairs and sat down: "What do you want to eat? You can order it."

Yan Yan and Yu Yu, Shen Shu and Zhao Xiaofeng also followed and sat at the table beside them.

Xie Chenyang looked at the menu and randomly ordered a table of dishes, and served another jug ​​of wine.

Shen Shu and Zhao Xiaofeng were a little cautious, but Yan Yan and his expressions naturally ordered a table of dishes.

Xie Chenyang supported his head and looked at the lobby below.

They came just in time.

It seems that the storyteller went to the intermission just now, and then came up again.

The storyteller is a handsome young man with a deep and deep voice:

"Just now we mentioned that Mr. Ze saved Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen fell in love with Mr. Ze at first sight, and wanted to promise him with his body..."

At this time, a woman who just came interrupted him: "I didn't expect that the Sunset Restaurant would use this kind of nonsense story to tell a story. Let's change it to another one. It's a disgrace to the gentleman!"

The young storyteller smiled: "You can listen to what I say, and if you don't want to listen, just leave."

Other guests echoed:

"That's right, you don't listen to us."

"The love story between Mr. Chen and Mr. Ze is so touching! This relationship transcends life and death, and the difference between men and women!"

"So what if they are all men? They love each other frankly!"

"Besides, if you haven't read it, how do you know it's insulting?"

"That's it."

When the woman saw that there were also women among the people who were agreeing with her, she said angrily: "Man and woman have been compatible since ancient times, you are..."

"I'll say it again, if you don't want to listen, you just leave,"

The storyteller gave a cold snort, and continued,

"Actually, Mr. Chen is not the kind of person who would promise himself with his body when someone saves his life, but when he saw Mr. Ze for the first time, he seemed to have met his destined lover. It seemed as if God had told him that this was his lover from his previous life. .”

upstairs.

The corners of Xie Chenyang's lips hooked slightly.

"Mr. Ze knew he was a man, and he didn't agree to bring Mr. Chen back to the mansion at first, but Mr. Chen just said lonelyly that he would be lonely and helpless in the future,"

The storyteller said with a smile,

"Mr. Ze agreed to take him back to his residence. Mr. Ze seems to be gentle, but he is actually a cold person inside, but he feels sorry for Mr. Chen. Why? Because, they must have a karma in their previous lives."

Fan Wenze: "Yan..."

Xie Chenyang pressed his hand, leaned over and said softly: "This is his restaurant, he can say whatever he wants, what do you want?"

Fan Wenze could already tell that something was wrong: "What he said is clearly..."

Even if things are similar, it's impossible for two people to happen to have the same name as them, right?

Xie Chenyang held his hand: "Don't make trouble, just listen."

"Master Chen has identified Mr. Ze as his destined person, and he wanted to get close to him as soon as he got home. At this time, Mr. Ze confessed his identity..."

"But Mr. Chen doesn't care about this..."

"The intimacy between the two seems to be innate..."

The more Fan Wenze heard it, the darker his face became. He said they were similar, but they were slightly different, just like the intimacy of those different postures, which he and Xie Chenyang had never had before!

Fan Wenze gritted his teeth and said, "It's not a short time since I took over Lanzhou City, but I didn't know that the people here are so open! In the public... Presumptuous!"

"That's right, presumptuous!" Xie Chenyang squeezed his hand, "See how I deal with him!"

You Huang: "?" Didn't you let someone do this?

For a while, he wondered why Xie Chenyang was going crazy.

Xie Chenyang stood up and looked downstairs: "You are here to tell a story, but did you get the consent of the person who wrote it?"

The young storyteller was talking excitedly, but was interrupted again, very displeased: "Why do you want him to agree?"

The storyteller in the restaurant either synthesizes the stories from hearsay; or directly follows the original story; or writes a story by himself; or borrows real people to tell the story...

As long as you know it, you can say, where does it need the consent of others?

"This is your fault," Xie Chenyang said righteously, "He worked so hard to write a story book, and you just use it for nothing. Everyone has heard it, so who will buy his book?"

Storyteller youth: "..."

"You are clearly cutting off people's wealth," Xie Chenyang snorted coldly, "It's a prostitution! You use this script to attract customers, and you can get rewards. How do you know if the person who wrote the book is angry at your prostitution?" Half dead."

"I'm not……"

"Didn't you use it to attract customers, didn't you use it to get rewards?"

"So what? Everyone..."

"Just imagine, if one day your past experience is leaked out, and someone tells you a story to get money, and your story is known to many unrelated people, will you be angry?"

That will naturally be angry.

The young storyteller calmed down: "You are not the one who wrote the book, and besides, my restaurant is not the only one talking..."

"Why am I not?" Xie Chenyang raised his chin, "I wrote it!"

Shen Shu couldn't bear to look directly, and turned his head to look at the wall.

Zhao Xiaofeng also opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Fan Wenze... There was anger in Fan Wenze's eyes.

You Huang: "Son, what are you going to do?"

[Of course it is for the welfare of those who share the same path]

The plot and memories that Xie Chenyang can receive, of course Youhuang can also.

He searched and was silent.

The author has something to say: Oh, it's past twelve o'clock.

感谢在2020-10-3018:25:12~2020-11-0101:11:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Shining; 9 bottles of Qiqi; 1 bottle of Azhu, Hey, Yaoyao Lingma;