On how abusive essays become sweet essays

In the morning of the next day, the servants of the mansion prepared the carriages, and the two carriages lined up in front and back, with many guards standing beside them.

The door is closed in the room, behind the bead curtain, the bed has been made up, one person bends down and rummages through the room in obscene clothes, and one person sits behind the table, wearing a dark blue moiré headband with half a bunch of long hair.

"I'll wear this today." Su Bianyi found a plain white dress from the cabinet, turned around and asked.

Yan Man: "This body is too clean."

Su Bian was about to say something when there was a knock on the door.

"City Master, something has been delivered."

Yan Man got up, stepped over the bead curtain, opened the door, and didn't let the servants in, just took the tray from the servants' hands, turned around and came back.

There was a crisp sound when the bead curtains collided, and Yan Man put the tray brought by the servants on the table. On it was a suit of blue and white clothes with a layer of light gauze outside, which looked light and extraordinarily beautiful.

"Try it." Yan Man said, "I made it earlier, and it's just right to wear it today."

Su Bianyi stroked the clothes with his fingertips, his movements were very light, as if he was afraid of damaging the clothes, he glanced at Yan Man, and pursed his lips, this man has taken care of everything, so careful, ordinary men can't is hard to do.

On the wedding night, his heart was ashamed, the next day he was afraid of Yan Man, and until now, he slowly accepted him from the bottom of his heart.But being so doted on is like a dangerous building, Yan Man can withdraw at any time, but if he loses this heart, he will have nothing.

But such a delicate behavior, he thought of it everywhere, he is not that stone, how could he be untouched.

He changed into his clothes, and they fit well. The belt around his waist was tightly tied, outlining his slender waist. He was a little nervous, and asked Yan Man if he looked good.

Yan Man looked him up and down.

Usually Su Bianyi dresses plainly, but today, the clothes tailored for him are very beautiful.

Su Bianyi's fair little face was set off by the clothes like the white snow in winter, spotless, her eyes seemed to have endless words, the tails of the eyes were upturned, the black and white pupils were pure and pure, and a mole at the corner of the eye was just right and alluring.

When I asked him if he looked good, he looked like a blue butterfly.

"I don't know if it's the clothes that look good, or the person looks good." Yan Man raised his hand to hold his hand, with a smile on his lips, "I can't bear to look away."

He took out a kit from his arms, which contained a golden bell tied with a red string, "How about giving this to you?"

He shook it, and the bell made a crisp sound.

Su Bianyi was not that white paper child, hearing the sound of the bell, and seeing the smile on Yan Man's lips, he knew what he was laughing at.

Yan Man played with the bell and said, "Tie my hair for me."

"...Okay." Su Bianyi rolled his Adam's apple.

-

The servant girl in the mansion walked quickly to the courtyard, passed the courtyard gate, and saw that the servants in the courtyard were still pruning flowers and plants, she frowned and said, "Why don't you go to serve Mr. Su, and all of you are lazy outside?"

She is the big maid beside the old lady, and no one dares to disrespect her. Several maids in the yard put down what they were doing, and one maid stood up and said, "Sister Cuiming, Mr. Su is changing clothes inside, so you don't need us." serve."

Cuiming said that none of them knew how to be flexible, and Su Bianyi said that they would not go in to serve them if they were not needed.

Her haughty tone in front of these maids made them look at each other in private and curl their lips.

"Sister Cuiming trained well."

"Forget it, step aside—all come in." Cui Ming said something behind him, and led the people behind him into the yard.

Five or six servant girls carried things into the courtyard.

"Sister Cuiming, this servant will go and report to Mr. Su..."

"No need." Cuiming pushed the servant girl away, looking down on her from the bottom of her heart, "The old lady is not happy about the time delay, can you afford it?"

It's just an actor, there's nothing to report, in front of the old lady, it's not just about being a minor.

She went straight in, and the maids in the yard looked at each other, no one stopped her, watching Cui Ming lead the maids to push open the door of Su Bianyi's wing.

"Master Su, are you up yet?" Cui Ming asked loudly.

There was a crisp bell in the room, Cui Ming walked inside, opened the bead curtain and walked into the room, then froze.

The handsome man had ink hanging on his shoulders, holding a golden bell in his hand. Hearing the sound, he turned his eyes sideways, and there was a bit of inviolable coercion in his heart.

And Su Bianyi was standing beside him.

Yan Man's thin lips curled up slightly, his clothes were disheveled, and one hand was still holding Su Bianyi's fingertips to prevent him from leaving. At first glance, he thought he had done something just now, but it was just binding his hair.

"City Lord." Cui Ming staggered two steps, then hurriedly knelt down, and the servant girl behind her also knelt down.

Yan Man chuckled, "You maidservant, you have such a face that you dare to break into the master's house."

As soon as Cuiming heard his slow words, he felt that his breathing was not smooth, "I am afraid that the city lord and the old lady will wait in a hurry, so I forgot the etiquette. I hope the city lord will forgive me."

She is the person next to the old lady, and the city lord will not do anything to him. Thinking of this, she calmed down a little.

"The old lady was afraid that Mr. Su would oversleep, so she ordered the slaves to come."

A servant from outside came in, pleaded guilty and said: "Sister Cuiming just left in a hurry, and the younger one didn't have time to tell clearly that the city lord is inside."

"If you don't know the rules, you must be serving the old lady badly." Yan Man said, "It's useless to keep a maid who doesn't know how to serve others. Let's sell it."

"City Lord..."

"Shh." Yan Man raised his index finger to his lips, his handsome face exuded a terrifying aura like a ghost from hell, but his voice was deep and gentle, "Don't make noise, if you talk too much, just talk I can cut your tongue out."

Cuiming never expected this to happen, and raised his head abruptly.

She has been serving the old lady for a long time. This is not the first time she has seen Yan Man. The old lady once wanted her to serve Yan Man. She did something else at that time, and Yan Man never punished her. She thought he She was afraid of the old lady, but today she just... just broke into this room.

After Yan Man spoke, the servants acted according to the orders, Cuiming didn't even dare to beg for mercy, she only hoped that the old lady would take her back, and she winked at a servant in the courtyard.

All the servants in the room retreated, the door closed again, Yan Man raised his hand, and put the bell into Su Bianyi's hand, "Put it away—why are you so shy?"

He seemed to be completely separated from that person just now, and Su Bianyi was the closest to him, so he could feel the change of his temperament the most.

Full of malice and cruelty, but also childlike innocence, and at the moment it seems that all of them are hidden.

Su Bianyi's Adam's apple rolled.

"Why are your hands so cold?" Yan Man inadvertently grasped his hand, but Su Bianyi didn't pull it away, but just shook it back.

"Maybe the wind is blowing." He said.

"Oh..." Yan Man laughed, "I'm still worried if Bian Yi is scared."

He let go of Su Bianyi's hand and got up.

"You haven't tied your hair yet." Su Bianyi said, "Where are you going?"

Yan Man: "Call someone to tie it up, warm your hands."

Su Bianyi looked at his back as he was walking towards the door. He was alone, with a sense of loneliness, as if he was in front of his eyes, and he seemed to be separated from everyone.

Like Huang Liang in a dream, the figure of this person will disappear before his eyes in the blink of an eye. Su Bianyi thought of the dream of that night again. When the blood dripped on his face in the dream, the warm and sticky touch seemed to exist. The sense of substance, together with the angina, became real.

Hasty footsteps sounded in the room, and Su Bianyi grabbed Yan Man's wrist when he pushed aside the bead curtain.

Yan Man turned his head with surprise in his eyes.

"I..." Su Bianyi said in a low voice, "I'll tie your hair for you, and I won't hurt you. If you think my hands are cold, I'll... warm them up first."

He wanted to grasp something so that he could shake off the feeling of being unable to reach the bottom of his heart.

Yan Man remained silent for a while.

Su Bian wondered if his movements were too abrupt, and loosened his grip on his wrist.

"Okay." Yan Man said with a slight smile, "I will trouble you."

"Don't bother." Su Bianyi said with a clumsy mouth.

-

The waiting guards were ready to go. At Haishi, the sun was high, the sun was not strong, and the wind blew with a comfortable temperature. Today is a suitable day for travel.

Yan Man came out with Su Bianyi, no one dared to take a closer look at them, but with a quick glance, many people got a glimpse of Su Bianyi's true face, that face could be said to be like a peach blossom, the city lord would fall in love with him at first sight It also became reasonable.

They got into the carriage, the curtains of the carriage were lowered, and the horse drivers outside were driving the horses, the wheels of the carriage were rolling, and when passing through the downtown area, Su Bianyi raised the curtains of the carriage and looked out, his eyes were full of people.

There were people selling candied haws and candied candied fruit on the side of the road, children passing through the street, mingling with lively yelling.

The place to visit the lake is not in the busy area, the quiet forest is full of birdsong, and the bamboo leaves are fluttering, falling on the calm lake, causing layers of ripples.

The boat was parked on the shore, and there was a lotus pond around it. When a group of people boarded the boat, the boat swayed.

"Old lady, slow down." A maid in emerald green clothes helped the old lady onto the boat.

The carriage stopped by the shore, Yan Man got out of the carriage, raised his hand when Su Bianyi got off the carriage, Su Bianyi glanced at him, Yan Man raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, Su Bianyi pursed his lips and raised his lips slightly The corner of her lips, put her hand on his palm.

When he jumped out of the carriage, the sole of his shoe stepped on gravel, Yan Man pulled him forward again, and he fell directly into Yan Man's arms.

The servants around bowed their heads in silence.

The old lady who got on the boat looked back, just in time to see this scene, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Let's go wild, shameless!"

But Yan Man turned his head and looked at her just after she finished speaking, as if he had heard what she said, he smiled even more happily, but his eyes were full of meaning.

The old lady turned her face away, the earrings on her earlobes were shaking.

Cuiming made a mistake. It wasn't that Yan Man was afraid of the old lady, but that the old lady was afraid of Yan Man.

Every time the old lady saw Yan Man, she would think of that night—heavy rain, lightning and thunder, Yan Man, who was dripping with rain all over his body, stood beside her bed with a bloody sword in his hand, smiling looking at her.

From that night, Yan Man went crazy.

In the following nights, the old lady would often wake up in a dream, and still have lingering fears in her heart. It has been several years, but in her heart, it seemed like yesterday.

After everyone boarded the boat, the boat left the shore, and layers of water waved away.

"Do you like such a beautiful scenery?" Yan Man asked standing on the deck.

Su Bianyi: "I like it, of course I like it."

There was a fish swimming by in the lake, Su Bianyi looked down at the fish, Yan Man saw this, turned his head and asked the servants to fetch the fish food, after a while, the servants came over with the things.

"Want to feed the fish?" Yan Man asked.

Su Bianyi's eyes were shining brightly, he could see that he was very happy to travel today, he took the fish food from Yan Man's hand, and threw it to the side of the boat little by little. eat.

"Where's the old lady?" Su Bianyi asked.

Yan Man: "Rest inside."

"Oh." Su Bianyi saw that Yan Man didn't want to talk more, so he didn't ask any more about the old lady, but she didn't know how she got there when she said she was going to swim in the lake, but hid in the cabin instead.

"If you like it, how about I catch a few fish for you to raise?" Yan Man said.

Without thinking about it, Su Bian shook his head and said, "Forget it, the fish are comfortable in this water."

Yan Man laughed: "Are you saying that I don't give you freedom?"

Su Bianyi was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly turned her head: "No... I didn't mean that."

"Don't be afraid, say whatever you want." Yan Man said, "I won't make things difficult for you."

"Yan Lang treats you well, and he knows it, and wants to treat you well." Su Bianyi said.

The wind blew past, and the sleeves of his clothes fluttered. Su Bianyi's blue and white clothes became more and more beautiful. His face was sincere, and his words were also extremely sincere.

Yan Man: "Treat me well? How should you treat me?"

"I..." Su Bianyi couldn't say anything good or bad for a while.

Yan Man smiled and threw the fish food in his hand into the water, "Don't be burdened, I'm just asking casually."

Su Bianyi pursed her lips: "I can sing and cook food..."

He lowered his voice, and seemed to have nothing to offer.

Hearing his simple words, Yan Man chuckled lightly and said, "It's enough for you to serve me well."

The wind couldn't blow away the hotness on Su Bian's pasta, and he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

The boat was far away from the shore, and after half an hour, the old lady came out, Yan Man and Su Bianyi were inseparable, the old lady waved for Su Bianyi to go over and have a conversation with her, and Yan Man also came over.

This meaning of protecting the calf made the old lady's forehead ache.

This boat is very big, and occasionally you can see other boats in the lake.

A burst of drama suddenly spread in the lake, the old lady stopped talking, and the boat became quiet.

A boat was floating in the middle of the lake, and the people on board looked over, only to see one person wearing a costume, singing a one-man show, but the tone was sad and mellow.

After a song was sung, the man fell into the lake without noticing it for a moment.

"Help... help..."

The people in the lake were thrashing.

Yan Man sat on a stool on the deck with a table in front of him. He propped his head up and watched the people flopping about in the water.

"Quick! Save people!" The old lady stood up, lowered her voice, and looked anxious.

No one moved on the boat, they were all looking at Yan Man.

Su Bian wanted to take two steps towards the side of the boat, but was pulled back by Yan Man, "What's the matter? We know each other?"

Su Bianyi: "It seems...it's my senior brother."

"Oh!" Yan Man's face suddenly realized, and he ordered people to go down to save them, and the people on and off the boat started to move.

People were rescued, Su Fengren lay on the boat covered in water, the deck on the boat was wet, and those servants who went down to rescue people also came up, Yan Man asked them to go down and change clothes, he looked at the man in front of him, there was no makeup on his face, that one His face was handsome and pale.

"City Master..." Su Fengren raised his head, "Thank you City Master for saving your life."

"You don't need to thank me." Yan Man squeezed Su Bianyi's hand and said, "If it wasn't for Bianyi, I wouldn't be able to recognize who is in the water."

When the wind blew, Su Fengren shivered coldly. He glanced at the old lady, gritted his teeth, and said, "Fengren has nothing to repay for saving my life."

"Hmm..." Yan Man propped his chin, "Then sing a song for me, it's really nice to hear you sing in the lake."

He seemed to have forgotten the previous unpleasantness.

Su Bianyi took a look at Yan Man, from top to bottom, he could only see his high nose bridge, half-closed eyes, he seemed approachable and careless.

Su Fengren was overjoyed, and this succeeded, Yan Man really still liked him, and he was not so unfeeling.

He said: "Feng Ren is going to change his clothes now."

"No need." Yan Man said, "That's it."

Su Fengren paused, his face blank: "That's it...?"

"Sing." Yan Man picked up a pastry next to him, put it in his mouth and took a bite. This is a sugar cake he asked his servants to prepare, and it tasted not as good as the one he tasted from Su Bianyi's mouth yesterday .

Some people know that there are tigers in the mountain, but they still want to go to the tiger mountain.

Yan Man raised his head and looked at Su Fengren: "You don't want to sing anymore?"

Su Fengren pulled the corner of his lips far-fetchedly: "Sing."

He clenched his fists tightly with his hands covered in his sleeves, and lowered his eyes to hide the hatred in them.

There was an opera singing on the boat, Yan Man didn't know whether he heard it or not, he whispered to Su Bianyi from time to time, he took the sugar cake and let Su Bianyi eat it, Su Bianyi ate a few pieces, he was a bit full.

Su Fengren was wearing wet clothes, and when he saw the two of them communicating, he became more and more annoyed, and even felt that everything Su Bianyi enjoyed should belong to him, but Su Bianyi just looked at him in this situation, but didn't make a sound Plead for him.

An hour later, Su Fengren's voice was already hoarse, his body was trembling slightly, even his voice was trembling, Su Bianyi frowned.

"Distressed?" Yan Man asked him.

Su Bianyi turned around, "No."

"Then why are you frowning?" Yan Man asked.

Su Bianyi was startled, and then realized that she was frowning unconsciously, "I..."

At this time, the maid beside the old lady came over and said that the old lady was not feeling well and wanted to go back.

"Boring." Yan Man got up, and pulled Su Bianyi into the cabin, "The wind is a bit strong, let's go back."

Su Bianyi looked back at Su Fengren, after all the years of friendship, he did that kind of thing, but Su Bian felt that he was so downcast, and he was not happy in his heart.

But today it is far-fetched to say it is a coincidence, even he can see one or two, let alone Yan Man.

-

After returning from the lake tour, Yan Man's "evil act" of forcing the actors to sing on the boat quickly spread. The rumors spread so fast that everyone was there, even Su Bianyi heard about it.

To everyone, it was not surprising that the perverse Yan Man would make such a move, but it was just another insignificant addition to his notoriety, and even Yan Man never cared about it.

In the dimly lit room, filled with sandalwood, the old lady worshiped the Buddha in the room, turning the beads in her hands. After a long time, she sighed and said, "Oh, this child Yanman has a surly temper. If it goes on like this for a long time...it will be hard for you." .”

"Bianyi is not bitter." Su Bianyi stood at the door.

The old lady stood up and turned her head: "Don't be afraid, the old man is in charge of you, your senior brother was once his favorite, but now he is acting cold-blooded..."

In her hands, Su Fengren is just a pawn, but Su Fengren thought that he was reused by the old lady. When he was self-righteous, the old lady had already set her sights on Su Bianyi.

Compared with the two, Su Bianyi is much easier to control, and he is not as stupid as Su Fengren, who is good at making decisions.

……

"Today, the old lady called Mr. Su over again. I heard that it was about Buddhist scriptures. The old lady ordered Mr. Su to copy the scriptures. Mr. Su brought a letter to the master..." The servant reported and put the letter paper on the table .

Yan Man took it and opened the letter paper, there was only one line of writing on it.

——At Xu time tonight, Bian Yi waits for Yan Lang in the small garden in the south.

There is also a decoration on the bottom, which is the head of the opera singer.

As night fell, Yan Man accepted Su Bianyi's invitation.

The night was thick, the moon was full tonight, and the stars beside the moon were covered in brilliance. Yan Man entered the courtyard, and heard a melodious and melodious voice.

All the servants in the courtyard retreated, only one person sang opera in the courtyard, his body was swaying, he did not wear a head mask, but put on theater makeup, his eyes were slender and upturned, heavy makeup, red lips and pink face, unique style.

The bright moonlight fell on him, Yan Man sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, with wine prepared on it, he drank the wine and listened to him finish singing.

"Yan Lang." Su Bianyi stood in front of Yan Man.

Yan Man stretched out his hand: "Come here."

Su Bianyi walked up to him and was embraced by him.

"Did you put incense powder on your body?" Yan Man smelled a burst of fragrance on his body.

Su Bianyi shook her head shyly.

"Why is it so fragrant?" Yan Man put his arms around his waist, sniffed his neck, and breathed on it.

Su Bianyi changed the subject: "You like to listen to operas, so I'll sing for you."

"Is it okay to sing every day or every night?" Yan Man asked.

Su Bianyi put his hand on his shoulder and said, "As long as Yan Lang wants to hear it, I will sing."

"But I don't want to listen to the show anymore." Yan Man said, holding the wine glass to Su Bianyi's lips, "This wine tastes really good."

This is obviously the drunkard's intention is not in the wine, and everyone gets drunk if the wine is not intoxicating.

Su Bianyi lowered her head and drank the glass of wine with his hand, her lips were moist and red with a layer of moisture.

Yan Man clasped the back of his neck and kissed him, Su Bianyi clasped his shoulders, stabilized his figure, and passively endured it. An exclamation that didn't overflow was swallowed into his belly, his Adam's apple rolled and was pressed by Yan Man Kissed over and over again, his breath was in his mouth.

"I heard from my servant that the old lady asked you to copy Buddhist scriptures?"

The rouge on Su Bianyi's lips faded a little, and she tightened her grip on Yan Man's hand, not knowing whether to say it or not.

He felt that what the old lady said was not entirely true. Yan Man was not a cold-blooded person, nor did he get angry for no reason. Among those rumors and rumors, how many people had actually seen Yan Man, knew Yan Man, and how many people, Relying on one mouth, exaggerating, embellishing this matter, just to make the story exciting.

"She asked me to go and told me something..." Su Bianyi thought about it, and said, "There are bad rumors about you."

Yan Man raised his hand and wiped Su Bian's delicate lip makeup with his fingertips: "What do you say?"

"I said..." Su Bian felt a little embarrassed, and those words seemed to be asking for credit, "That's not how you are."

Yan Man tightened his arms around his waist, and said with a smile, "It's so cute."

Whatever Su Bian wanted to do, Yan Man would not stop him, but he also wanted to see what he would do.

He entered the room with Su Bianyi in his arms, had someone call hot water, removed his makeup, and saw that white face appeared in front of his eyes again, "Did you eat candy cake today?"

Su Bianyi shook his head, his long black hair fell behind him, he wiped his face with a handkerchief, turned his head and saw the smudges on Yan Man's lips, his face flushed, he pursed his lips, and reminded: "You can Want to wash up?"

"I can't see." Yan Man said, "Wipe it for me."

"Oh...oh." Su Bianyi stared at his lips and recovered, and said, "Okay."

The touch from just now still seems to remain on the lips, kissing such actions will not make him bored.

Su Bianyi held a wet handkerchief and stood in front of Yan Man. Yan Man raised his head to make it easier for him to move, and looked at Su Bianyi intently.

Su Bianyi at the moment is like a little beast in the forest cautiously testing out the beast.

He lowered his eyes to avoid Yan Man's sight, moved lightly, and wiped Yan Man's lips. The corners of Yan Man's lips were raised, so even if he didn't smile, he looked like he was smiling.

The wet veil fell on his lips, and he wiped it away. Su Bianyi could clearly feel all the details of his soft lips and warm breath. He unconsciously pursed his lips tightly, as if he was treating something precious. object.

Yan Man smiled, and stretched out his hand to grab Su Bianyi's waist. The slender waist was soft and tough even through the clothes.

The fiery red candle flickered, and a gust of wind came from nowhere, making it flickering.

There was an exclamation in the room.

Su Bianyi was pressed on the bed, the bed curtain was lowered, he grabbed the bedding with his slender hands, stepped back, and was dragged back by Yan Man's ankles by the bedside.

Yan Man's palm fell on the bed next to his face, "I'm not leaving tonight."

He touched the side of Su Bianyi's face with his fingertips, rubbed gently, and felt itchy for a while.

Su Bianyi lowered his eyelashes, trembling like black wings, a touch of red appeared on his fair face, and then turned pale in an instant, a layer of sweat floated on his forehead, he bit his lip and said nothing.

Those things hurt so much that he would turn pale when he thought about it now.

Yan Man saw his fright and narrowed his eyes.

"Don't want to?"

Su Bianyi was immersed in the previous events, did not hear Yan Man's question clearly, and looked at him with blank eyes.

"That's all." Yan Man suddenly lost interest.

He let go of him, "Let's rest earlier."

After all, he got up and left.

Yan Man was also impulsive, so he said that. How could he let another person sleep beside him? He was afraid that his paranoia would make him toss and turn.

The door closed with a "creak" in the room.

Su Bianyi regained his senses from the daze, and felt flustered for no reason. He got up and walked to the door, opened the door, and there was no sign of Yan Man in the courtyard outside.

In the study room, things to be dealt with piled up on the table. Yan Man flipped through one volume after another and threw it aside. A few days ago, a small city in the west suffered heavy losses due to the flood, and Yunzhou City would not ignore it.

"Huh? Build a stage?" The servant looked up at Yan Man in surprise.

Yan Man sat behind the desk, flipping through the pages in his hand, "Did you understand?"

The servant hurriedly lowered his head: "This subordinate understands, so go find the master carpenter immediately."

"It should look better." Yan Man said, "Don't lose my face."

"Yes." The servant replied, secretly startled, did the city lord really have a crush on that actor?

It is said that actors harm the country. According to the trend of the city lord, even if there is no country, sooner or later it will cause dissatisfaction among the people under him.

When he exited, another servant walked in from outside.

"Master." The boy saluted and said, "Master Su is out to see you, and brought some food for Master."

"Let him in." Yan Man said.

After a while, Su Bianyi came in with a food box.

"I heard that you haven't eaten breakfast, so I made some food." Su Bianyi said standing in the middle of the study.

Yan Man: "Come here."

He collected the things on the table and put them on the corner of the table.

Opening the food box, Su Bianyi brought out the contents, one portion was the tofu nao that he made last time, besides that, there were also pancakes, these things would not be served on Yan Man's table on weekdays.

Su Bianyi's craftsmanship is good. Yan Man ate pancakes and took a bite of tofu nao with a spoon. Two bowls of tofu nao were made, one bowl was salty and spicy, and the other bowl was sweet. Yan Man only ate one bowl, and the other bowl was let Su Bian ate it.

He gave up a seat beside him, and Su Bianyi sat beside him, watching his face quietly, took a mouthful of tofu nao, and unconsciously licked the spoon.

The protruding tongue was licking like a puppy, and that bright face was somewhat charming.

Yan Man turned his head and caught his peeping gaze: "What are you looking at me for?"

Su Bianyi licked her lips and put down the spoon: "You...were you angry last night?"

Yan Man paused, then laughed: "What do you think?"

Su Bianyi was the first person who ran up to him and asked him if he was angry.

"I can't guess." Su Bianyi whispered, "Don't let me guess, okay?"

It's really easy to soften your heart when you say it.

If it wasn't for seeing that Su Bianyi had no trace of acting, Yan Man would have doubted whether he did it on purpose, but these straightforward questions were placed on Su Bianyi, and there was no sense of disobedience.

"I won't be angry with you." Yan Man said.

won't be angry with him.

The qualifier in this sentence made Su Bian special.

Naturally, Su Bianyi could feel it. Many servants said that they had never seen Yan Man so caring for anyone.

Undisguised favoritism is easily tempting, and indulging in it is also a dangerous entrustment, but Su Bianyi's city is almost unable to hold on.

This is even worse after hearing that Yan Man built a theater for him.

Why Yan Man can be the head of the west city lord, one is that he became famous in a battle when he was young, and the other is that no one knows how much money he has. Money is the most important thing in recruiting soldiers and horses. Moreover, he also has means, which are enough Convince capable people and so on...

Everything in his hands should not be underestimated.

At the beginning, Yunzhou City was just a small city, and it became more and more prosperous until it was in his hands. Now, he has a reputation for being perverse and violent, but even so, no one dares to covet his position. Such a person cannot be moved easily .

Because of his existence, he is inextricably linked with many people.

Yan Man never hid the matter of building the theater, and word spread quickly.

The old lady also knew about this, the old lady almost didn't come up, he actually went to war for an actor, disregarding his face, the old lady was sullen, and often looked for Su Bianyi, Dao Yanman did these things for him , but it was just a whim, and told him not to indulge in it.

Every time he left, the old lady would give him some valuables, spending a lot of money, and her intention to win him over gradually surfaced.

And every time I look for him, it happens to be when Yan Man is busy.

One day, when he returned to the courtyard, he found that all the servants in the courtyard had disappeared.

Holding a mahogany box in his hand, he pushed the door and entered, and then saw Yan Man sitting in the room reading a playbook in his hand.

Su Bianyi's brows were brimming with joy, and then disappeared again.

"City Lord."

Yan Man raised his eyebrows and looked over.

He changed his words again, with a soft and hoarse voice: "Yan Lang."

"What's wrong with your throat?" Yan Man asked after taking a sip of tea.

He was busy these few days, so he came here most of the time at night. Although he was absurd, he could not find any problems in his position as the city lord.

Su Bianyi coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said, "Perhaps it was because we were blowing some wind just now."

Yan Man's eyes fell on the mahogany box in his hand, "What is that?"

Su Bianyi went to Yan Man's side, put the box on the table, and opened it for him to see. It was a lifelike carved lion. Yan Man raised his hand to touch it, and the cold feeling spread all over the palm of his hand.

"This is from the old lady."

Yan Man twitched the corner of his mouth, "She is willing to give up on you."

Su Bianyi squatted down in front of the outside and leaned on his lap, "Why does the old lady keep saying that you are not good?"

"Do you know that no one has ever asked me that before." Yan Man said.

It is not unreasonable to be arrogant.

Su Bianyi has completely lost his fear of Yan Man. If it was the first time they met and Yan Man asked him this, he would definitely not dare to say anything further.

He said, "I don't want to hear her say those words."

"What did she say?" Yan Man asked.

Su Bianyi pursed his lips and said nothing.

Yan Man rested his fingertips on his chin, lifted his face, stroked his lips lightly with his fingertips, and said, "Tell me about it."

Su Bian said, "I don't want to say it."

Yan Man stared at his black and white pupils for a while, Su Bianyi breathed lightly, and then only heard the other party chuckle: "You willful."

"Why are you being so nice to me?" Su Bianyi asked suddenly.

The bottom line and tolerance that Yan Man gave him are different from others, Su Bianyi has seen it with his own eyes.

"Why else." Yan Man said lightly, "I really like you."

Hearing the word "like", Su Bianyi's Adam's apple rolled, and his heart throbbed unbearably.

It seemed like a joke, but it moved him uncontrollably.

"Master Su handed over the letter, please take a look." Yan Man took out a letter from his jacket.

The sealant on the letter was still there, and there was no sign of it being torn open. The words "Bian Yi Dear Father" on the envelope were indeed written by his master.

When Su Bianyi took the letter, his eyes suddenly became hot.

He stood up, walked to one side and sat down, opened the letter, which was a greeting from his master, asking him how he was doing recently, saying that the weather was warm recently, and his favorite flower in the courtyard of the theater was blooming. If he couldn't come, Master Su put the petals in the letter.

He toppled the envelope, and as expected, two petals landed in his palm, pink and tender with bright red flowers.

The relationship between him and his master is extraordinary. It can be said that he was brought up by Master Su alone.

Counting it, he has only been here for more than a month.

"Want to go back?" Yan Man asked.

If Yan Man asked this question at first, Su Bianyi would have said it firmly in his mind, but now, he has no time to answer this question because he can't answer it.

"What was written in the letter?" Yan Man asked.

Su Bianyi rubbed his eyes and said, "Master said the flowers in the yard are blooming."

"If you want to see flowers, I have a garden here, and you can go anywhere here." Yan Man said.

"No." Su Bianyi shook his head, "It's different."

Yan Man: "Then tell me, what's different?"

Su Bianyi: "..."

He looked at Yan Man in a daze.

What's different?He didn't know, but the flowers in the pear garden were different.

He grew up there since he was a child, watching the flowers there change one after another, the flowers in the pear orchard are different from those in other places.

A sigh sounded in the room.

Su Bianyi blinked, Yan Man had already walked in front of him, raised his chin, he looked at Yan Man, and Yan Man bent down to look at him.

The red eye sockets are like flower petals, the tip of the nose is also a little red, and even the voice suppresses a bit of crying, the mole at the corner of the eye seems to make this face look like weeping, and the lips are more and more cute.

"If you want to go back, go back. Why are you crying?" Yan put his face on his hands.

Su Bianyi didn't cry, but this appearance made people want...love more than crying.

"not going back."

To Yan's surprise, Su Bianyi immediately raised his voice to refute as soon as he finished speaking.

"I... don't want to leave here." Su Bian worried that he might misunderstand like last time, and raised his hand to pull his cuff