The singer of the entertainment circle is not a human being

Xue Shaoqing didn't want to think about it anymore, and reached out to pinch Shen Moyan Rouyi, not only comforting him but also comforting herself: "In my heart... only you...you are my wife..."

"Master..." Shen Moyan looked at him with wet eyes, his lips trembling slightly: "Don't bother me..."

"I don't know you...fool..." Xue Shaoqing cried so much that his heart flustered, he smiled and reached out to wipe away his tears, and hugged him tightly, his eyes looked at the inner courtyard of Litang Garden, and his tone was affectionate Seriously: "I want to be with you for the rest of my life...Mo Yan...this heart has long been unable to hold others...Why don't you understand..."

"But...but I..." Shen Moyan still shook his head, his body twitched slightly, and he couldn't help crying: "I'm a man...you can't be with a man for the rest of your life..."

"Are you a man or a woman, I like you..." Xue Shaoqing helplessly held up his head, kissed his delicate lips several times, and said with nostalgia: "Don't cry, my heart hurts if I cry again." ...Trust me...I will protect you, I will never do anything to hurt you, I want to be with you for the rest of my life..."

The man's body temperature pierced Shen Moyan's nose, but the [-]th boy, Jinshi, didn't know how to resolve his worries. He just pulled the clothes in front of him, whimpering and complaining: "Don't leave me...I will be good... Will be obedient...Young master, don't want me..."

Xue Shaoqing was provoked by the villain in his arms, so he didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh. He stroked his long hair with his palm over and over again to comfort him gently: "No, no matter what happens, I won't leave you behind. Be good, don't cry."

It was so easy for the little boy to finally live in peace, his crying and swollen eyes were like two little peaches against his face, but there was a unique charm on his face. When Cao Mengruan wrote about Daiyu, his two eyebrows seemed to be frowning, but his eyebrows were frowning, and his pair was like happiness but not happiness. Happy and affectionate.Two dimples are born in the state of worry, and the disease of being delicate is attacked all over the body.Tears dripped, panting slightly.When you are quiet, you are like a beautiful flower shining in the water, and when you are in action, you are like a weak willow supporting the wind.The heart has one more opening than the stem, and the disease is like Xizi's three points.

Xue Shaoqing wanted to make up some new words to describe this sharp-hearted and lovely person, his brows were slightly frowned, he started to laugh without stopping the hand stroking the side of Shen Moyan's face, after all, rolling around in the shopping mall made people feel vulgar, and in his mind there was nothing but little The boy's beauty and beauty can't pretend to be anything else.

Putting his lips together to kiss Shen Moyan's red lips, he clearly felt the body in his arms trembling shyly, and he couldn't help breathing quickly, even wanting to let go of his previous refined and decent cultivation, he just wanted to tear this delicate creature into his stomach .

In the confusion of his thoughts, he then thought that there must be a reason for the boy today, and the atmosphere between the two of them was just right when he was confused. He didn't want to ask more, but bent down and picked up the boy, and walked to the bed.

Shen Moyan has been spoiled by him for the past two years. He is not as skinny as when he first met him, his texture and veins are glowing, and his body is even more tender and attractive. With her usual concentration, she can always get out of control and sink when she meets Shen Moyan.The panting and sobbing from below gradually drained his sanity, and he pushed harder every time, wishing that the two of them could be permanently connected in this way.

Waiting until the sweat drenched through each other's exposed skin, Shen Moyan softened into a puddle of muddy water and leaned against Xue Shaoqing's chest to pant, his long hair scattered on his neck was soaked by water.

Xue Shaoqing hugged his waist from behind, rubbing her fingers back and forth impolitely, as if she loved the tenderness at this moment very much.

In the morning, the mistress of the Xue family had already issued an ultimatum, and I am afraid that it will be the only way for him to marry a wife soon.Everyone knows that the young master of the Xue residence is proficient in everything from literary to martial arts, and a good trick has made the whole family proud.

But in the end, he couldn't even get what he wanted most.

It's not that Xue Shaoqing didn't plan to have a future with Shen Moyan, buy a courtyard, or he loves to live in Litangyuan so he will continue to live here, and he can often meet here after getting married.

The girl arranged by the mother must be a well-known lady, presumably there is no threat of heirs, and the other party will not make things difficult for Mo Yan. After giving birth to a child, he will be in a stable position, and he will fulfill his duty. At that time, he can continue to be with Mo Yan Shou.

But if the little thing knew what he was thinking, would he really be willing?Xue Shaoqing was not sure for a moment.

After thinking about it for a moment, he didn't want to think about it any further. It seemed like a bottomless abyss. The more he calculated, the more flustered he felt.

After a moment of silence, he turned over and took out something from the clothes he had taken off and handed it to Shen Moyan.

"What is this?" Shen Moyan took the thing from the man's hand, and looked carefully before realizing that it was a small fan.

It is said to be a small fan, but it is unique. The silver body is made of filigree glass and enamel. In the middle is a peacock flapping its wings, and a few agates are embellished on the handle, which is unique and delicate.

"The enamel fan from the Qianlong period was bought from a family in the capital a few years ago. It just happened to be a perfect match for your singing." Xue Shaoqing's warm breath sprayed on the back of his neck, which was slightly itchy, and his broad fingers were wrapped around his fingers. The tip brushed against the enamel fan, and there was a rare childish tone in his tone.

"It's really too precious, my house is completely occupied by the things you gave me." Probably because the warmth flowing through his heart was too strong, Shen Moyan pursed his lips but couldn't stop their upward movement.

"No, no, you are mine if you take my things. You can't welcome you into Xue's house with a big sedan chair. This thing should be our love token." Xue Shaoqing suddenly became stubborn, and he couldn't tell if it was because of guilt, but he spoke very seriously. He held the lovely person in his arms tightly so that he could not move, and rubbed his lips against his earlobe and said slowly: "Mo Yan, keep it at all times, even if I am not by your side, it will be the same as when I was here."

With the fan resting on the tip of his heart, Shen Moyan smiled lightly and replied lightly. The touch from his back was so real that he could describe the appearance of happiness in detail.

"I will always stay by my side, just like being with you forever." Small words scattered in the air, like promises and whispers.

"Fool..." Xue Shaoqing felt sour, kissed his smooth back, sniffed and smiled, but with a bit of bitterness: "No matter what happens...we will be together..."

The Huaxiang Building in Huapaifang changed owners, and even the sixth wife who had been a bustard for decades disappeared overnight, and there was a lot of talk in the teahouses in Rongcheng, but no one said anything.

Last month, the master of the Tang family was humiliated, and most of his business was lost. Although he didn't really go begging in the street, he dismissed most of the servants and concubines in the backyard.

Today, the new owner of Huaxiang Building is in control, not like the six wives who force her into prostitution, but the words reveal that the backstage is backed by Xue's family, so arrogant, but respectful to the new owner of Litang Garden on the street , do what you say.

Maybe there are strange things every year, especially this year. The three or four people gathered at the tea table waved away as soon as they started the topic. Chewing the root of the tongue indiscriminately, just wanting to be more greedy, more drunk, dreaming and dying, and listening to Huadan's haunting music is considered a blessing.

#####Spoiler spoilers, later the Republic of China will play a very important character, I am going to write a branch line about being loved~cover your face~ヾ(???)?? la la la la