I raised a husband in ancient times

Lu Yiming felt a lump in his heart, and his heart sank slightly. Could it be that someone like him traveled from the end of the world?

That's right, since he can travel through time, it doesn't rule out that other people have this ability. It's fine if it's his friend, but if it's his enemy...

A cold light flashed in his eyes, but he said calmly: "I have never met this brother, so I don't know why brother Gu said that?"

After Gu Huan finished speaking, he denied himself, how could Lu Yiming know Wei You, one has been living in the capital and just transferred to the south, and the other has just returned from the border defense and has never been out of Jushui Town.

Should just be a coincidence.

He pointed to this equity plan and said: "To be honest, the model of Yuelai Restaurant is similar to this one. I am not running it alone. The idea proposed by an old friend of mine earlier coincided with Brother Lu, but he didn't take it into account. Brother is so detailed, the idea of ​​distributing profits to shopkeepers and employees is novel."

Lu Yiming's defenses were slightly lowered, but he still felt that this "old man" was suspected of being a time traveler. After all, words such as "model", "management", and "profit" were rarely used in this dynasty, but they are commonly used terms in business in modern times.

Know thyself, ever-victorious.

"Oh? I didn't know there was someone who thought so similarly to me. I wonder if Brother Gu can recommend one or two?"

Lu Yiming planned to meet this person for a while. If he was an enemy in the last days, he would have to find a way to kill him in the cradle before the crisis came.

Gu Huan shook his head: "This person has a special status. You are about to take the martial arts exam, so I'm afraid it's inconvenient to meet him. If you step into the court someday, it won't be too late."

Judging from this tone, this person's status is unusual. If he wants to make a move, he must kill him with one blow. Once exposed, there will be endless troubles.

Lu Yiming suppressed the hostility in his heart for the time being, but the word "Wei You" was deeply engraved in his heart.

"I agreed to the hot pot joint venture. If the store opens, it will more or less have an impact on the current Yuelai Restaurant. I want to discuss with the other owner of Yuelai Restaurant before opening it?"

He was afraid that Lu Yiming would misunderstand, and then added: "It's just the difference in opening time. We still have [-] points, [-] remains the same, and [-] may be split. How about it?"

Lu Yiming didn't pay much attention to this matter. After all, he only got dividends and didn't need to manage the right to speak. The proportion of shares had no effect on him: "Yes."

There is no need to procrastinate when working with smart people. The two draw up a contract on the spot to prevent unnecessary disputes in the future.

After a hearty meal of hot pot, several people left their New Year's gifts, and each carried a small jug of wine from Lu Yiming and left together.

However, before leaving, Gu Huan said hello to Lu Yiming in advance. He will not have much time in Jushui Town. He will stay until this summer at most. He will return to the capital before autumn. At that time, the dividends from the hot pot restaurant will be sent to the people here. The shopkeeper delivered it.

Lu Yiming had prepared earlier, and he wasn't surprised that this person wouldn't stay here for a long time, but seeing that the three of them had bad expressions when they talked about returning to the capital, he had an intuition that something might happen there.

As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat, and the only thing that can change the faces of the three of them is probably only the affairs of the emperor's family, so Lu Yiming naturally won't ask.

After they left, Lu Yiming put the remaining ingredients into the small self-made ice cellar, planning to make some Mala Tang for dinner.

When he came out, he found that the little guy disappeared in a blink of an eye. He stopped, turned his head and went upstairs to the inner room.

Gently pushing the door open, he saw the little guy he was looking for with his head turned away from him, lying on the edge of the bed, muttering something.

Lu Yiming approached him, bent over his head, and watched his little movements while listening: "Xie Cheng's little night pearl, Gu Huan's 100 taels silver note, Mr. Jiang's collection of master paintings..."

People immersed in the world of money lovers didn't even notice that someone was approaching. Lu Yiming took advantage of people's inattention and lowered his head to lightly touch the exposed skin on the back of his neck.

The muttering of the person below him stopped abruptly, his shoulders and neck shrank together, and there was a soft "huh" sound from his mouth.

A tingling sensation swept through the whole body from the top to the bottom of the spine, Pei Xing reacted and looked back, only to see her husband smiling, leaning on the bed frame and looking at him.

I didn't care about being shy, but felt a little guilty for no reason, and got caught!

"Husband," he really didn't read it so anxiously because he was greedy for money, he just felt that someone else gave a gift, and out of courtesy, he should check it earlier, "No, I'm not..."

Lu Yiming saw that he was anxious to defend himself, so he didn't continue to tease him, but handed the Ye Mingzhu on the bed and the 100 taels of silver bills to him: "My housekeeper husband, please hide these well."

The clear eyes always look at him with admiration, Lu Yiming's heart is itchy, and he can't help but want to record it.

Lu Yiming thought about it and said, "I want to make a painting for you."

After the winter solstice, he transplanted a few red plums in the empty backyard. Before that, he accidentally discovered through the kitchen window that the red plums, which were originally just buds, quietly bloomed in twos and threes against the wind and snow last night. It is very beautiful, and it is tempting to appreciate it at the moment.

"May I ask Fulang to go for a walk in the backyard with me?"

Seeing that her husband wasn't angry, Pei Xing naturally wouldn't worry too much about it. Instead, he was painting. It was the first time he received such an invitation, and he was a little surprised and at a loss: "Husband wants to paint for me?"

"Yes, I want to make a picture for you, but we just walked around, I will find inspiration and then go back to my room to draw."

Pei Xing frowned. It's not that he hasn't seen people painting before. There are many poor scholars in the town who set up street stalls to write poems and paintings to subsidize their families. He also saw them when he passed by. The person being painted should be drawn in front of him in more detail.

Husband probably said that because he was afraid that he would freeze.

"Then why not take the drawing paper and go down together?"

Lu Yiming's handwriting is okay, and Chinese painting is really average. Of course it would be better if there is a person in the picture, but he doesn't want this person to suffer from the cold.

After getting along for so long, Pei Xing naturally understood his hesitation, took out the cloak made of fur that Mr. Jiang gave from the closet, and said, "With this, you won't be afraid of the cold, husband, would you like to enjoy the snow scene with me?"

It was the first time he took the initiative to ask her husband out, and Pei Xing was still a little nervous. In the past, he would never have dared to do so, but now he is more courageous. Not only is he satisfied with being taken care of by his husband, but he also wants to be considerate of him.

Lu Yiming nodded helplessly under the gaze of these eyes, put on a fur cloak, took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and led him to the cold outside of the courtyard.

"Do you feel cold?" Although I brought a hand stove for the other party, I was still afraid that this person would feel cold.

Pei Xing raised the stove in his hand, pointed to the warm clothes on his body, and said with a smile, "How come? Husband doesn't need to see me as vulnerable, I'm actually quite cold-resistant."

This was said lightly, but Lu Yiming thought of the thin clothes when he saw this person for the first time, and the brand new quilt they covered now, seeing the happy smile of this person today, but it felt like a choke in his throat.

How to be cold-resistant?Has this person used to curl up into a ball with cold hands and feet to keep out the cold?

This person hides all suffering in his heart, but reveals his soft belly in front of him.

Lu Yiming felt a little distressed, if he had come earlier, this person would not have suffered so much.

Amid Pei Xing's confusion, Lu Yiming put down the brush in his hand, wrapped the person in his arms, and said nothing for a long time.

"Husband?" Pei Xing didn't know why, he just thought that Lu Yiming thought he was cold, he stretched out a hand and pulled a big palm behind his back, using his body temperature to prove, "I'm not cold, look at this hand, it's warm. "

The hands of the hand stove that had just left were warm. Lu Yiming felt the temperature in his palms carefully, and he felt better: "Well, put it back, it's time to freeze your hands after being blown by the cold wind."

Lu Yiming let go of the other party, looked at the people shuttling among the plum branches for a while, picked up the brush and began to paint.

When appreciating ancient poems, I couldn’t empathize with the scene of "same plums dotted with Qiongzhi, and the fragrant face is half-opened and charming", but now I can truly understand it.

He is always in the heart of the beautiful red plums, with a moving smile in his clear eyes, and it is difficult to hide his youthful posture in his gestures.

This is the first time he has painted for a person, and it is also the first time that the person in the painting has been painted by someone.

Nervous, youthful, and delicate, his eyes are full of this person, no matter what his posture is, he always looks the most beautiful in his eyes.

Although the current husband is a little cautious, he no longer looks like he was timid and afraid to look up to others. His husband is getting better and better, and he is relieved and at the same time has a sense of crisis.

You can't let people take advantage of it, especially Li Dashan who is still eyeing him, his husband is his.

"The painting is finished, Fu Lang will come and see if he is satisfied."

After finishing the paper, Lu Yiming greeted someone who was full of playfulness and attracted him from the snowdrift.

He himself picked up another piece of paper, looking for the inspiration in his mind to continue painting, while Pei Xing, who heard her husband's voice, approached the stone table of the gazebo, and picked up the first painting that the other party placed aside.

"This is," he couldn't believe it, "me?"

Although the painting has only a few strokes of black ink and red ink, its posture and expression are not bad at all.

In the painting, the young man’s face is like powder, and his figure is as bright as a jade tree. The clothes fluttering in the wind are extremely elegant against the backdrop of red plums, and the pregnancy moles dotted around his ears are even more captivating. The people in this painting are not like real people. It looks like a fox that came out of nowhere to seduce people.

This is him in the eyes of the husband?

Why is this... Pei Xing's ears turned red, and he couldn't find a shameful word to say.

He put down the painting that hadn't dried completely, and approached Lu Yiming to see the content of another painting.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it will kill you if you look at it.

"Husband!"

Pei Xing's eyes widened in astonishment, his breathing was short and hot, he was speechless, and after a long time, he pointed at the picture with a blushing face and was extremely ashamed.

The paper under Lu Yiming's pen is divided into four grids, and the villains in the three frames are all half-dressed, and the person dotted with red moles is raising his head, and the charm in his eyes can be seen at a glance. I have read the album and practiced with my husband. He is no longer a brother who doesn't understand anything, and he can tell what he is doing just by looking at it.

Even so, he was still terrified by the painting.

This, this...is this person him?It's even more exaggerated than the painting just now!

How can my husband move the matter of the boudoir to elegant drawing paper!What should I do if my father and mother saw it? !

He rushed forward to snatch the pen from the opponent's hand, but he didn't want to lose his whole body. Instead, he threw himself into the trap, pressing his hands on the opponent's shoulders, looking like a bully bowing hard.

Doesn't this overlap with the scene in the picture? !

He got up in a hurry, but someone grabbed his hands and feet and sat down on the opponent's lap.

Lu Yiming's face and fingers approached a little bit, Pei Xing's hand on his shoulder pushed back slightly, but his eyes closed unwillingly.

The slightly cool fingertips brushed his face lightly, and a doting voice sounded in front of him: "Xiaohuamao."

Pei Xing opened his eyes and looked at the person. The distance between the two of them widened again. He glanced to the side and saw black ink stained on the other's thumb. Thinking of the touch on his cheek just now, his cheeks flushed as if A cooked crab.

He thought her husband was going to kiss him.

Lu Yiming let out a muffled laugh, seeing the person's lowered and blushing face, he put his index finger against his chin, forcing the person to look at him.

His face moved closer, and under the gaze of the other party, he kissed this small mouth little by little, and conquered the city.

It was the first time for Pei Xing to open his eyes and see her husband kissing him. In the past, he would close his eyes tightly and dare not look at her husband, or he could not see people's facial expressions clearly in the dark light.

Now I can clearly see it, but I am very frightened. My husband's eyes are not inferior to the gentleness and deepness when looking at him normally, but with the desire of possession and aggression, as if he wants to swallow him into his stomach. The expression made his heart tremble, but he was even more trapped in it.

It turned out that the husband never treated him as a child, but hid it very deeply.

The soft lips moved away, and a hoarse and low voice sounded in his ears: "See?"

Pei Xing was so kissed that he didn't know where to go, so he could only lean on Lu Yiming's shoulder for support. After a while, he replied softly: "Yeah."

The person next to the ear continued to whisper: "Then let's take this painting back and hide it?"

Pei Xing hadn't turned his head around yet, and was bewitched by the devil again, so he naturally wouldn't refuse: "Okay."

Lu Yiming struck while the iron was hot, the hue he sacrificed just now was not just for a kiss: "Then how about practicing with your good husband next time?"

Seduced by the beauty, Pei Xing nodded, the corners of his mouth were slightly swollen, the mist in his eyes hadn't dissipated, and he looked pitiful.

Having got what Lu Yiming wanted, he let him go and got up to fill in the last box.

And Pei Xing also came back to his senses at this moment, and was shocked to realize what he had promised!

After finishing the painting, the two rolled up the paintings, and one of them was tightly held by the young husband in his arms, fearing that someone would look at it.

Lu Yiming shook his head, it seems that there is no silver 300 taels here.

However, thinking of the oranges he had abducted, I still have some expectations.

What day do you want to eat?

The author has something to say: Wei You: I'm so miserable. It's obviously just a background board. It only appeared in two or three chapters, but I need to be threatened with my life. Stupid author, you have no heart.

(ps: Wei You will not appear positively in this article, it is only verbal, involving very little)

I didn't really write below the neck, I ask the reviewer to raise your hand...

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