After marrying into a wealthy family, my little Taoism became popular

A touch of heat rose on Si Huai's face, and his palms were also faintly hot.

Like many parents in Huaguo, Yang Rou is reserved and ashamed to express her love. She will not say words like love and like all day long.

Zhang Qinzhou is the same in this regard.

In Si Huai's view, liking is not something that must be said, he can feel that certain emotion from Lu Xiuzhi's words and deeds.

But Lu Xiuzhi didn't seem to think so, or didn't feel his feelings.

Si Huai looked at Lu Xiuzhi eagerly, but Lu Xiuzhi was stunned and didn't respond.

Si Huai pushed his arm and called out, "The Great Monk."

Feeling the hot body temperature of the other party, Lu Xiuzhi's eyelashes trembled, and he recovered from Si Huai's words.

He lowered his head and looked into Si Huai's bright black eyes, his heart was so soft that it was unreasonable.

Lu Xiuzhi couldn't help hugging Si Huai, kissed his browbones and eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "I see."

Si Huai curled up her lips, as long as she said these words clearly.

After all, even if he wanted to change it, he couldn't change it for a while.

Si Huai sniffed the faint fragrance of Lu Xiuzhi's body, and said slowly: "But I don't remember when I started to like you."

I don't know when it started, he wanted to kiss Lu Xiuzhi, touch him, and have crazy sex on the bed.

Si Huai thought for a while, then touched Lu Xiuzhi's abdominal muscles: "It's probably because of love."

Touching and touching, he felt a little ready to move again: "After all, you are so good at craftsmanship."

"The waist strength is also good."

Lu Xiuzhi fell silent, realizing the true meaning of Rijiu's love.

Si Huai raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "Are you also in love with each other?"

Are you overwhelmed by his superb flower skills?

As soon as he finished speaking, a few shades of Yin Qi drifted closer.

It's night, ghost pilgrims come to offer incense.

Lu Xiuzhi glanced at them, picked up Si Huai, and walked towards the house.

His body was suspended in the air suddenly, Si Huai hooked his neck reflexively, and leaned lazily in Lu Xiuzhi's arms.

The bodies of the two were close to each other, and they could clearly feel the changes in each other's body temperature.

Lu Xiuzhi's hoarse voice sounded above Si Huai's head: "Since childhood."

Si Huai was stunned for a moment: "Monk, have you been eyeing me so early?"

Lu Xiuzhi chuckled: "Before you were born, we made a baby kiss."

Si Huai groaned, and slowly remembered that they still had a baby kiss.

He tilted his head, looked at Lu Xiuzhi's chiseled profile, trying to recall his childhood memories,

Only a few scenes of Yang Rou crying and crying flashed through my mind, but there was no Lu Xiuzhi.

"What did I call you before?"

"Brother? Brother Lu? Good brother..."

When he called out to his brother, Lu Xiuzhi's breathing became short and his steps quickened.

Kicking open the door, Lu Xiuzhi threw Si Huai onto the bed, raised his hand and untied his tie.

Si Huai pretended to be panicked: "Brother, what are you doing?"

Lu Xiu's hand paused.

Si Huai lay on the bed, squeezed his throat and shouted: "Brother Lu, why do you want to untie your tie, don't tie me up..."

Lu Xiuzhi pressed the slightly raised corners of his lips, took two steps forward, pinched Si Huai's chin, and said in a calm voice, "Call me husband."

Si Huai called obediently: "Husband."

Lu Xiuzhi's throat moved slightly, he lowered his head to kiss his lips, pried open his teeth, and teased Si Huai's wet tongue.

"Hey, my husband will feed you dinner."

.....................

In the middle of the night, Si Huai was lying on the bed in a daze, with red lips and tears in the corners of his eyes.

Lu Xiuzhi walked into the room, put the ice porridge aside, and said softly, "The porridge is ready."

Si Huai closed his eyes and murmured intermittently: "No, I won't eat, I can't eat anymore..."

Lu Xiuzhi patted his head, tucked in the quilt, and walked out of the bedroom lightly.

He walked into the study and dialed Assistant Yi's phone: "How's Zhao Guoqiang's case going?"

"They have been detained, and they are trying to clear up the relationship, but no one dares to help them, and the authentication evidence is sufficient..."

Lu Xiuzhi interrupted, "Where's Si Fangran?"

Assistant Yi didn't expect that Lu Xiuzhi would ask about Si Fangran, so he paused for a while: "I don't know..."

Lu Xiuzhi turned the lighter and lit a cigarette: "Send someone to watch her, keep an eye on her."

"Yes."

Gray smoke curled up, and Lu Xiuzhi leaned back, leaning against the back of the chair, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

The conversation between Si Hongye and Si Fangran played back in his mind.

[Si Fangran, I told you not to come to me in the future! ]

[Are you just watching your only sister go to jail!]

[You should have been fucking in there long ago! ]

Suddenly, there was a knock on the study door.

"gentlemen."

"Come in."

Lu Xiuzhi stubbed out the cigarette, and said, "Uncle Chen, what did my parents find out 12 years ago?"

Steward Chen was stunned: "Why did you suddenly ask about what happened 12 years ago?"

Lu Xiuzhi: "I met Si Fangran at the Si family today."

Steward Chen was silent for a while, then sighed: "What happened back then was all because of Miss Si."

"After Miss Si graduated from university, she met a few gangsters in the bar. She hung out with them all day long and refused to go to work. Mr. Si wanted her to sever contact with those people and reform her ways, so he took all her cards. It all stopped."

"In the end, not only did she not break off the relationship, she also left the Si family directly and lived with those people. It took about a year before she returned to the Si family. After staying for less than a week, she had a big fight with Mr. Si , and left again."

Chen Butler paused: "A few days later, Master Si Huai was lost in the mall."

"There were several other cases of child abduction and trafficking in Shangyang back then. The Si family and the police followed the clues of child abduction and trafficking. Naturally, nothing was found."

"A few days later, Mrs. Si...Master Si Huai's mother also disappeared. After a year, the Si family got news from Master Si Huai and realized that it was not child abduction but kidnapping. It was just that the phone call at that time The mother of Young Master Si Huai picked it up, she gave the ransom and left with Young Master Si Huai."

"At that time, the Si family had a problem with the company, and this kind of thing happened again at home. Mr. Si fell ill. Please, Mr. Lu, continue to investigate. After this investigation, we found a few gangsters that Miss Si knew."

Lu Xiuzhi's face turned cold.

Steward Chen continued: "At first, I felt that Miss Si was being used by them, and no one suspected her."

"I didn't expect her to repeat the old trick. When the Taoist priest was arranging the formation, someone took you away..."

"You know what happened later. After you escaped, those little bastards all went to prison. For the sake of good friends with the Si family for many years, Mr. Lu did not do anything to Miss Si. Mr. Si and Mrs. She severed ties and sent people away."

Lu Xiuzhi pursed his lips: "Those little bastards..."

Chen Butler: "After years of suffering in prison, I committed suicide."

Lu Xiuzhi cast his eyes calmly: "Let's check what happened back then."

What happened 12 years ago and what is happening now...

He tapped on the table: "There are still people helping Si Fangran."

Or take advantage of...

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Si Huai didn't take Si Fangran's matter to heart at all, and continued to live a life between the school and the Lu family.

In late September, not only did the weather not get cooler, but it got hotter.

In the short distance from the school gate to the teaching building, Si Huaire was sweating profusely.

Dong Dashan was a circle fatter than him, not only his face was covered with sweat, but also his back, and his light blue T-shirt was soaked in sweat.

"It's the autumnal equinox, why is it still so hot?"

Si Huai shook his head, and quickly walked into the classroom to blow on the air conditioner.

Dong Dashan clicked on the weather forecast and saw the sun for a whole week: "What the hell, it will be hot in the next few days."

"I really want to cool off in the next big rainstorm. It's been a long time since it rained..."

Si Huai was lying on the table, lazily reading the news. Not only was it hot in Shangyang, but the whole south was also hot, and there was even a drought in some places.

Dong Dashan asked: "Si Huai, where are you going to go on National Day?"

"I don't know, let's see when the time comes."

Si Huai swiped Weibo, and found several Weibos that forwarded and scolded the Huaguo General Daoist Association.

[So-and-so broke the news: The comment was actually closed?It seems that the relationship between Daotian Temple and the General Taoist Association is really "good" ah//@华国实道社会: Recently, President Zhang Tianjing went to...]

[Drinking Layman: Because of Si Huai's concern?I don't think Chairman Zhang is this kind of person. Who is the editor of Weibo? //@华国总道协会: Recently, President Zhang Tianjing went to...]

[Happiness every day: Can we stop chilling the hearts of ordinary believers like us? 】

…………

Si Huai frowned, and found the Weibo of the Huaguo General Daoist Association.

A look, sure enough to prohibit comments.

With a few minutes before class, he directly dialed Taoist Fang's WeChat number.

As soon as the bell rang, Taoist Fang answered it: "Hello, Master Si?"

Si Huai asked straight to the point: "Why are the Weibo comments of the Daoist Association turned off?"

Fang Daochang: "Isn't the National Day tomorrow and the day after tomorrow? Comments will be closed during this time of year, and the Weibo of the Shangyang Daoist Association will be closed soon."

"Not only Weibo, but also many video sites will prohibit comments, just in case."

"I see."

Si Huai narrowed his eyes, thinking of the sunspots on the Internet during this period, he immediately understood.

Someone is going to fuck him.

Deliberately push the matter of Guan Ping on him.

"Do you know who is in charge of the Taoist Association's Weibo?"

Fang Daozhang: "I don't know, I can ask for you."

"Thanks."

As soon as Si Huai finished speaking, his phone vibrated, and a call from an unknown number directly interrupted his WeChat call with Fang Daochang.

He pressed the answer button: "Hello?"

"Hello, is this Si Huai?"

A gentle female voice sounded from the other end of the phone.

Si Huai hummed: "Who are you?"

"I, I'm Li Ying, do you remember? We played together when we were young."

Si Huai: "I don't remember, I made a typo."

He was about to hang up the phone when he heard the woman hurriedly say, "My grandma has an orange tree, and you used to come to pick it often."

Si Huai paused, thinking of it a bit: "Is it Grandma Li from the commissary?"

"Yes," the woman breathed a sigh of relief, and explained, "I, I saw the contact information of Daotian Temple on the Internet. Grandma is very strange recently. I want to invite Uncle Zhang to take a look."

Si Huai: "He's not here."

"Then, when Uncle Zhang comes back, can you give him my contact information?"

Si Huai: "Tell me directly, what happened to Grandma Li?"

"She doesn't eat or drink, and pulls people all day long to say that she saw the mountain god, as if she was bewitched... I, I really can't help it,"

Si Huai frowned: "Mountain God?"