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The next day, there was an autumn rain in Chuzhou City.

The weather suddenly turned cold, and the osmanthus trees were baptized by the night rain, and the branches were crushed with gold, and clusters were budding.

There is a white porcelain water bowl on the stone table in the inner house of the Fang family. Two swallow fishes, one blue and one purple, are playing back and forth under the green bowl of lotus, they are already out of danger.

The dumb book went to the kitchen early in the morning.

Sanbao worked with him for a while, waited for the sun to come out, ran into the house and took out a bird cage, hung it on the tree branch above the stone table, the tree branch shook and tugged with the bird cage, and fell down two times overwhelmed. Half of a yellowed green leaf fell into the water bowl and fell on the stone table.

Fu Jingxuan was still sleeping, half of him laying on Fang Zesheng's body, hugging his shoulders.

The fire last night consumed Wang Xiuhe's hard work and destroyed her ambition.In the final analysis, the matter of the manifest was just an opportunity. Wang Xiuhe had stayed in Fang's family for many years, and she had evil intentions, but at that time she still had a conscience, and knew that Fang's family was kind to her, so she shouldn't expect too much.

It's just that greed, hatred and obsession are the most difficult thing to overcome.

She slept in the snow, so she naturally didn't want to feel the cold again.She kept saying that she didn't want to leave Fang's house, just because she didn't want to leave Fang's high bed, soft pillows, and rich dresses.The more she thought about it, the more she was afraid that Fang's family would drive her away, so she simply did nothing and took advantage of that opportunity to find an excuse for herself to completely rob Fang's family.

Deep down in her heart, she may have been deliberately avoiding the truth, trying to get through that misunderstanding and cover her ugly face with a fig leaf.

Fang Zesheng opened his eyes with difficulty, only to feel a hoarse throat and pain in his eye sockets.The area around the eyes seems to be swollen.

He was in a daze for a while, pieced together the memories of last night, turned his head slightly, and quietly looked at Fu Jingxuan in his sleep.

During this period of time, they got along day and night, but he had never looked at him so undividedly. Now that there was a big stone in his heart, he wanted to take a closer look at him and see how much he had changed from when he was young?

It seems to have changed, but it seems to have not changed.

The person in front of him has only lost the childishness of his youth, and the edges and corners are more distinct.

Fang Zesheng curled his fingers, and tentatively touched the tip of Fu Jingxuan's nose. Seeing that he was still awake, he stroked his face again.

It turned out that there was a shallow scar on his smooth forehead, and his eyelashes seemed to be longer.There are two very shallow fine lines at the corners of the eyes. He loves to smile so much, if it is another few decades, there will probably be more.

By the way, what about the extremely secretive little mole under the earlobe?

Fang Zesheng touched his earlobe, saw that round brown dot was still hidden there, moved his hand to his forehead, guessed very lightly: "Did you fall?"

"No."

In his sleep, Fu Jingxuan suddenly spoke, and held Fang Zesheng's wrist in advance, letting his fingers stay on the scar.

He didn't open his eyes, and whispered like a dream: "I was scratched by an iron wire when weaving the birdcage. It didn't hurt much, but it left a scar."

Fang Zesheng was startled at first, but when he saw that his eyes had not been opened, his curled fingers stretched out again, slowly rubbing the scar for a long time, "Why do you want to weave a birdcage yourself?"

Fu Jingxuan snorted, "It's not that guy Fu Jingye, who knew he couldn't beat me, so he ran to my yard to make trouble. I just bought two Garudas that year, and they were not fresh enough, so they were killed by him." Let it go secretly, and trample on my birdcage."

Fang Zesheng breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "What happened to Fu Jingye?"

Fu Jingxuan closed his eyes and raised his eyebrows, "Shouldn't you ask me how I feel?"

Fang Zesheng said: "You are naturally in a bad mood."

"Haha." Fu Jingxuan said: "It's not just bad, I was going to be so angry at that time."

Seeing that he was talking angry, but the corners of his eyes were raised, Fang Zesheng also stretched his brows and asked, "How did you do it?"

Fu Jingxuan said: "I sent someone to give him a few erotic pamphlets, and when he closed the door and looked at him blushing, I led my father over. Although my father can't do other things, Fu Jingye is still very good at disciplining him. Immediately, he took out his ruler and beat him up, and punished him for copying the tea scriptures a hundred times."

"Your second mother learned the truth, afraid that she will write you down again?"

"Naturally, she is eccentric."

Fang Zesheng said: "There is a difference between closeness and estrangement."

"Yes." Fu Jingxuan said: "Although I don't deal with her, I can understand what she does. Anyone who conflicts with her interests is her enemy, and she can't be said to be sinister, at most not. He's just a good person." As he spoke, he squeezed closer to Fang Zesheng, "However, half of the people in this world are like her, and so am I. If Mrs. Wang hadn't moved my sweetheart, why would I have to go all the way to pull her off her horse. "

After Fang Zesheng heard this, his face turned red, his eyes drooped, and he wanted to withdraw his hand.

Fu Jingxuan let go of him, raised his face like a blind man and asked, "Can I open my eyes?"

Fang Zesheng hesitated for a long while, then responded, and when he opened his eyelids, his eyes just met.

a long time.

Fu Jingxuan climbed up on him, sat on his knees, and asked, "You really don't feel anything in your legs?"

Fang Zesheng said calmly: "It still hurt a little before, but now it won't."

Fu Jingxuan nodded and imitated the doctor's way of stroking his legs. Fang Zesheng didn't feel it, so he let him do whatever he wanted without saying a word.

Who would have thought that the second master Fu had bad intentions, and actually got more and more involved?In the end, she wanted to touch between his legs and take off his pants? !

Fang Zesheng was startled immediately, and hurriedly covered the place with both hands, "What are you doing?!"

Second Master Fu was serious, "Of course I'm going to check it for you, to see if you can stand up here."

"can."

"Ok?"

Fang Zesheng said decisively: "If you can stand, don't bother Er Ye."

Second Master Fu was always easy to talk to, seeing that he was unwilling to let go and was not forceful, he asked in a low voice, "How do you stand?"

"..."

"Did you stand thinking of me, or standing thinking of someone else?"

"..."

"If you think about me, what did I look like at the time? With clothes on, or without clothes?"

Fang Zesheng's face was already a little flushed, but at this time it was even redder and bloodshot, and even his fair neck was also reddened. He closed his eyes, but actually thought of a few pictures, and hurriedly shook his head, thinking He wanted to raise his hands to cover his eyes, but he was also afraid that Fu Jingxuan would strip his pants if his hands left the important parts.

Left and right are not the solution, so I can only be angry and keep silent, staring at him like an angry child.

Fu Jingxuan was so amused by his expression that he laughed "haha" and almost rolled off the bed on the ground. Fang Zesheng hurriedly freed a hand to support him, and when he was steady, he covered the place with a stern face again, wishing he could Find a crack in the ground and get in there to avoid him.

At this time, Uncle Dumb hurried in from the door. He was startled when he saw this scene, and then accidentally saw Fang Zesheng covering his hands, and immediately retreated in embarrassment.

Fang Zesheng hurriedly tore off the quilt, wrapped it together with Fu Jingxuan and covered him, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Uncle Dumb wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so he had to hold back and pointed to the door twice.

Fu Jingxuan was so bored in the quilt that he struggled to squeeze his head out, just in time to see what the dumb uncle meant.

He and Fang Zesheng looked at each other for a moment, got up from the quilt, put on his shoes, went to the window, and opened a window.

In the yard outside the window, there was a man kneeling, wearing a green dress, carrying a package on his back, and holding a white silk in his hand.

It was Wang Xiuhe's personal maid, Tweety.

Fu Jingxuan only glanced at her, then raised his head to see the clear sky this morning, and said happily, "Fang Zesheng."

"Ok?"

"The weather is nice today, let's go out for a walk, how about the autumn?"