Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

In the main hall, a censer burns on the hollowed-out incense table, and the censer is painted with budding peonies, and the branches and leaves are twisted and twisted.The incense curled up, and a cool breeze seeped in from outside the door, and the fragrance immediately lingered in the elegant room like auspicious clouds.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an elegant room. Su Qingchi has always been particular about it. Every object in this main hall is personally selected by him, and all of them are exquisite and elegant.

The hall and the inner room are separated by a painted and embroidered flower cover. Although this flower cover only plays the role of a door frame, it is also eye-catching.

The layout of the inner room is different from that of the main hall. There are not so many cumbersome objects, only a round table is placed in the center of the room, surrounded by four round tables, a flower screen is placed on one side, and a soft table is placed inside.There is a brown bamboo bookshelf hanging on the wall, which is small and exquisite, and there is a small hollow door. Next to the bookshelf is a table with a vase of pastels on a white background.On the other side of the wall hangs a huqin.

The rain outside the window crackled against the stone floor in the courtyard, but inside the window was very quiet.

Su Qingchi, Hua Jingzhao, and Shang Chengde sat on the round pole, while Lu Qing and Xiao Baoer sat on the small stool on the other side. The two sat around a small green stove, warming the fire while boiling water.

None of the three spoke, Su Qingchi looked at Huqin on the wall, Shang Chengde looked at Su Qingchi, Hua Jingzhao held his chin with a meaningful smile on his lips.

I haven't seen him for three months, and Shang Chengde hasn't noticed any changes in Su Qingchi's body. In such a situation, I don't know whether to be happy or disappointed.

Shang Chengde was apprehensive, opened his mouth several times, but swallowed the words again.

Hua Jingzhao seemed to have lost his patience, yawned, tilted his head and rested his head on Su Qingchi's shoulder, put one arm around Su Qingchi, fondled the protrusion of Su Qingchi's chest through his clothes, behaved recklessly, without any scruples at all.

Shang Chengde's face turned pale instantly, and he stood up abruptly from his chair.

The next moment, with a slap, five red fingerprints appeared on Hua Jingzhao's face, and Su Qingchi gathered up his messy clothes, "Xiao Baoer, pour out his rice tonight and feed it to the dogs."

"Hey." Su Baoer replied, she was not surprised by such things.

Shang Chengde and Lu Qing on the side stared blankly, forgetting to move.

Hua Jingzhao rubbed his cheeks, "Qingchi, I noticed that your hands are getting stronger and stronger, look at my face, how can you sing tomorrow?"

"Take jasper ointment and rub it, and the swelling will subside tomorrow."

"Hey, it doesn't matter if it hurts, just rub it for me." Hua Jingzhao smiled playfully.

Su Qingchi glanced at Hua Jingzhao's face, it was indeed very red, and couldn't help feeling a little moved, he reached out and touched Hua Jingzhao's swollen cheek, frowned and said, "If you are honest, how could I beat you like this. "

Hua Jingzhao grabbed Su Qingchi's hand and kissed him twice, his eyes full of affection, "Qingchi..."

"However..." In the next moment, Su Qingchi's slender eyes narrowed, "If you dare to be lazy and not sing, watch your skin carefully."

Hua Jingzhao drooped his head, and sighed with his hands on his forehead, "Oh, there are fierce wives in the family, and there are fierce wives in the family."

After sending Hua Jingzhao away, Lu Qing and Su Bao'er had already tidied up the room with interest, so there were only Su Qingchi and Shang Chengde in the room.

"He..." Shang Chengde said.

Su Qingchi poured two cups of tea, knowing that Shang Chengde was referring to Hua Jingzhao, he said, "Leave him alone, he is just like this, with a face made of copper and a skin made of iron."

For some reason, hearing what Su Qingchi said, Shang Chengde felt even more uncomfortable.

Not to mention the intimacy between the two just now, Shang Chengde can hear the intimate relationship between Su Qingchi and the man even with these words now, Shang Chengde only feels that a hole has been dug out in his heart for no reason.

"Why... why are you avoiding me?"

Su Qingchi pulled the corner of his mouth, "I didn't hide from you."

"Then why haven't you contacted me for so long? If it wasn't for today...do you plan to live your whole life..." Shang Chengde suddenly became excited.

Su Qingchi glanced over, "Are you blaming me?"

"..." Shang Chengde looked aside, "That's not what I mean, I'm really happy to meet you."

"Chengde..." Su Qingchi's slender and fair hands covered Shang Chengde's.

Shang Chengde was taken aback for a moment, only feeling slightly hot on his face.

Su Qingchi sighed lightly, and put his head on Shang Chengde's shoulder, "I said I didn't hide from you, but I didn't, you don't care whether you believe it..."

"I believe."

The light warm fragrance lingered around the tip of his nose, and Shang Chengde felt his heart flutter slightly. The gloom of the past months dissipated at this moment, leaving only the warmth in his heart, Shang Chengde couldn't help raising his hand.

"Qing~Chi~" Hua Jingzhao appeared like a ghost, with a big head appearing at the window, which startled Shang Chengde.

The ambiguity that surged between the two was instantly blown away by the cold wind that poured in. Su Qingchi glared at him fiercely, "Are there maggots growing in your mouth? Wouldn't it be fun if you didn't cry?"

Hua Jingzhao had an aggrieved expression on his face, and he barely shook the small handkerchief, "Qingchi, why are you so fierce?"

Although Shang Chengde didn't have a good impression of Hua Jingzhao, at this moment his mind was tied to Su Qingchi's body. Under the cover of his clothes, Shang Chengde gently held Su Qingchi's hand.Su Qingchi glanced over, and then retracted without a trace, but he didn't mean to refuse. Shang Chengde felt joy in his heart, and couldn't help but hold his hand even tighter.

Since Hua Jingzhao is an actor, his eyes are so natural, how could he not see the strange aura floating between Su Qingchi and Shang Chengde?

Hua Jingzhao curled up the corner of his mouth, the meaning was unclear.

Seemingly unintentionally, Shang Chengde stayed at Su Qingchi's place that night.

In Su Qingchi's small courtyard, except for the sheds for feeding chickens and ducks and the left and right kitchens and toilets, there is only one main room and two wing rooms. Needless to say, the main room belongs to Su Qingchi, and there are two wing rooms left. Su Baoer shares a room with Hua Jingzhao.

In the evening, Lu Qing shared a room with Su Baoer. Although Shang Chengde wanted to be alone with Su Qingchi, but Su Qingchi didn't open his mouth, he could only share a room with Hua Jingzhao.

This night, there was not much rest. Shang Chengde paid special attention to Hua Jingzhao and Su Qingchi because of the intimacy between him during the day. After nightfall, Hua Jingzhao went to the latrine and never came back. Shang Chengde Uneasy in my heart, I put on my clothes and got up.

The light in Su Qingchi's room was still on, but when Shang Chengde approached to knock on the door, the light went out suddenly, but there were rustling sounds in the dark room, mixed with a few laughs.

Shang Chengde paced back and forth in front of the room, restless and restless, not even a little sleepy.

In the room, Hua Jingzhao was lying on the floor, "Hey, it looks like he plans to stay outside overnight?"

With his back turned to him, Su Qingchi remained silent, as if he had fallen asleep.

Hua Jingzhao smiled, got up and touched the bed again, lay down next to Su Qingchi, and rubbed Su Qingchi's shoulder and arm back and forth with one hand, "Qingchi, why don't we do something? For example..."

Hua Jingzhao pushed the hard object under his crotch behind Su Qingchi, and smiled even more, "Huh?"

Snapped--

A shoe sole flew over.

Hua Jingzhao only felt that the front door hurt, two wet things flew out, the tip of Hua Jingzhao's nose was sore, tears flowed down, the pain was so painful that he squatted on the ground covering his nose, unable to get up, and groaned countless times in pain.

Outside the door, the blood on Shang Chengde's face was wiped clean, and he stood in front of the door in a daze, as if frozen.

Although he has never had sex with men and women, and he has never been touched by men, but there are some things that do not mean that he does not understand. It is precisely because he understands that he feels that his mind is blank at this time.

Just when Shang Chengde was thinking wildly, the door opened with a sound of "squeak".

Under the light moonlight, Su Qingchi's complexion was as usual, and his clothes were not in any disorder, "Come in, and help me throw him out."

Carved moon cave bed, silver and white silk curtains.

Looking at the bed curtain above his head, Shang Chengde felt his mouth dry, and turned his head to look at the man beside him, only then was he sure that he was not dreaming.

Su Qingchi turned his back to him, leaving him with a thin and slender back. Under the satin obscene clothes, the even and slender body lines were unreservedly presented, with broad shoulders and thin waist, and narrow hips under the quilt.

Between thoughts, Shang Chengde couldn't help stretching out his hand, hesitating several times, and finally stopped when it touched the flimsy obscene clothes.

Shang Chengde never knew what lust was. Even the spermatorrhea at the age of 14 had no distracting thoughts, but this night, just because of the strange fragrance around the tip of his nose, his body was like a spark, and an unspeakable desire was born. It came suddenly, forcing him to be at a loss what to do, but he couldn't suppress it, and it made him sleepless all night, until he stayed up until almost dawn, and then fell asleep.

The next day, when Shang Chengde woke up, it was broad daylight, probably because he didn't sleep well last night, Shang Chengde only felt a sudden pain in his head, he sat up while holding his forehead, and heard someone knocking on the door.

"Master, are you up yet?" It was Lu Qing's voice.

Shang Chengde responded, and Lu Qing pushed the door open and came in, holding a washbasin in his hand and a towel on the edge of the basin. After washing, Shang Chengde asked, "What's the noise outside? The house invited a theater troupe?"

"Master, are you sleepy? We're at Boss Su's house, and Boss Su and Boss Hua are playing outside." Lu Qing brought some water and went out.

Shang Chengde seemed to realize that the room he was in was not his own at this time.

It rained most of the night, but now it has stopped early, and a few wet marks and puddles can still be seen on the ground in the yard.

Su Qingchi was dressed in a multicolored opera gown, a phoenix crown and feathers, and a python tie. His movements were supple yet masculine, with the feathers in his mouth. When he turned around several times, he saw two pheasant feathers flying like threads on his head. , Shang Chengde was dazzled in a daze, holding it in his heart, for fear that he would accidentally lose his balance and fall himself.

Hua Jingzhao on the side is also in a full outfit, and they are back and forth with Su Qingchi. One of them is handsome, the other is pretty, the other is holding the flag, and the other is playing with flower guns. , people can not find a trace of flaws.

After practicing, the faces of both of them were ruddy. Hua Jingzhao handed the towel to Su Qingchi. Su Qingchi took it, wiped his face and neck, and threw the towel back. Hua Jingzhao sniffed the towel for two times. Then, he wiped his face with a towel.

Su Qingchi glanced at him, "I think you think those two dog's noses are in the way."

Hua Jingzhao grinned, and raised his chin at Su Qingchi. Su Qingchi turned his head, and only then saw Shang Chengde standing at the door of the room.

"Get up?"

Shang Chengde's eyes still stopped on the scarf in Hua Jingzhao's hand, and he nodded his head when he heard this.

"If you're not in a hurry to leave, we'll stay and have breakfast together."

Only then did Shang Chengde smile, "Okay."

Several people ate porridge with freshly fried pickled melons. After the meal, Shang Chengde held Su Qingchi at the gate of the courtyard, "Qingchi, I'll come to see you when I'm free."

"En." Su Qingchi nodded, although the smile on his face was light, no emotion could be seen.

Shang Chengde was impatient and opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't say anything else because Lu Qing was beside him.

"In short, just wait for me, I will definitely come."

Su Qingchi smiled and said, "Okay."

"Eldest young master, we can come over anytime in the future, why bother..." It was like parting from life to death.

Lu Qing was stared at by Shang Chengde, and swallowed the second half of his sentence.

"Master, you've seen Boss Su, why are you still so sad?" Lu Qing couldn't help asking on the way.

"Ah..." Shang Chengde sighed, "I was thinking, what was Qingchi thinking? Was I too abrupt yesterday? However, he didn't refuse. It stands to reason...but this morning, he was so rude. He treats me so coldly, in my heart... well, I don't know."

"What about last night and this morning, I was confused by you." After Lu Qing finished speaking, he didn't know what to think of, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Shao Shao Shao, master, you said last night...he didn't refuse, Could it be that you already..."

"Already what?"

After Shang Chengde reacted, he immediately gave Lu Qing a shudder, "What are you thinking, am I such a pervert?"

"No, no, why are you blushing?" Lu Qing rubbed his head and whispered.

Thinking of the entanglement in his thoughts last night, Shang Chengde only felt dryness on his face, but the dryness subsided after a while, not for anything else, just because he thought of living under the same roof as Su Qingchi Under the Hua Jingzhao.

"Alas..." Shang Chengde sighed again.

"Young Master, don't sigh in a hurry, Boss Hua's thoughts on Boss Su are obvious. If you want me to say, if you really have a heart for Boss Su, don't let him get close to the water, and get Boss Su first."

"I never knew."

Lu Qing chuckled suddenly, "Young Master, you finally admit that you have treated Boss Su...huh?"

Shang Chengde was embarrassed, "I..."

"Okay, okay, Lu Qing is talkative. But young master, do you really think about it?"

"What do you mean?"

"Don't forget, you and Miss Qiu..." Lu Qing stopped talking, he believed that his young master understood what he meant.

Sure enough, Shang Chengde stopped talking, and after a long time, "This matter... I understand."

Back in the mansion, Shang Chengde remembered that he had to check the accounts of the cash drawer with Shang Chengjun, so he detoured to Shang Chengjun's house.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, he suddenly heard movement in the room, one after another depressing low cries, like joy or pain, and there was a heavy physical impact, mixed with vulgar and obscene love words on the bed, Shang Chengde thought it was the third brother and himself The concubine's boudoir was funny, but after listening carefully, the voices inside were clearly two men.

Shang Chengde was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a while.