I don't read sage books

Lin Qingyu and Chu Yan feasted in Chunfenglou, and they ate for nearly an hour before heading back to Lin's mansion.

He drank some sake, Lin Jingyun was strict with him, he didn't dare to be greedy, he just tasted it, even so, Lin Qingyu, who was too strong to drink, was still smeared with wine, he was floating on his feet and was helped by Yuan Bao to the carriage Going up, I opened the curtain to see Chu Yan who was standing in crescent white under the light, shook his head and asked, "You really don't need me to take you home?"

Chu Yan also drank wine, but was still clear and bright, "Qingyu is drunk, go home earlier, I will wait for the servants to pick me up."

Lin Qingyu was no longer attached, rolled into the soft couch, lay down and fell asleep wearily.

The carriage rattled forward on the brightly lit street. Chu Yan watched Lin Qingyu's carriage disappear around the corner, but he was not in a hurry to leave.

He went straight to a wing room on the third floor, opened the door and entered.

The black figure inside respectfully called out to the master.

The deliberately muffled conversation was cut off by the noise.

Lin Qingyu fell asleep on the carriage, and when he arrived at Lin's mansion, the coachman was about to take the horse away, and he had already reached the gate, when he suddenly remembered something, coughed twice, "Yuan Bao, memorize the book to the I'm going to the yard."

Yuan Bao scratched his head, "That's not your son's, what are you doing with it?"

The blush on Lin Qingyu's face was intensified by the lights, he said awkwardly, "If it was accidentally lost in the carriage, how can I explain to my classmates."

Yuan Bao came to his senses immediately, and hurriedly recited the book.

Lin Qingyu was guilty of being a thief, and ran to her courtyard without looking back.

He still smelled of alcohol, and he was afraid of being caught by Lin Jingyun, so he dared to lie comfortably on the bed and read the storybook after taking a bath, but today he was a little absent-minded, and every word in the storybook was so wobbly that it was difficult to truly understand it. Seeing his eyes, he pretended to yawn, and when sister Xu saw it, she got up and went to close the window.

"Young master, if you are sleepy, you should rest earlier."

Lin Qingyu naturally didn't rest so early on weekdays, but it was reasonable for him to be sleepy when he came back today with the smell of alcohol on his body.

Lin Qingyu put the script on the low table beside the bed, opened his mouth and yawned again, looking as if he was really sleepy, buried his head in the quilt, and responded muffledly.

Sister Xu went to put down the curtain for him, and went to blow out the lanterns in the house, leaving only a floor glazed lantern to watch the night, and then went out lightly.

Lin Qingyu listened to sister Xu and Yuan Bao whispering outside, and when the sound of their footsteps got farther and farther away, he poked his head out of the quilt, struggled mentally, and whispered softly like a mouse stealing oil. Climbed out of bed and walked to the side of the book.

I have no opinion today. The erotic pictures had too much impact on Lin Qingyu. Just a quick glance made him obsessed. He really couldn't hold back his inner curiosity. He stretched out his hand and retracted it, and finally whispered to himself, "Just look at it. Just look at it, and God knows what I know."

He quickly took out the book with a blue cover from the book collection, and tiptoed to the glazed lamp, like a thief, his heart beating extremely fast.

Borrowing the faint light of the glass lamp, Lin Qingyu took a deep breath, opened the book, and took a breath. At first, he was ashamed to look at it, first glanced at it and then moved away, but he was the only one in the room, and gradually Only when you are courageous, you dare to look carefully at the content on the picture.

Every painting is obscene, and it is the first time Lin Qingyu has seen such a picture so straightforwardly after living for nearly seventeen years. They were all trembling slightly.

In addition to being surprised, Lin Qingyu inexplicably felt a little self-disgust, but he couldn't really put down the book. Gradually, his whole body was hot and dry, and his throat was dry. In the cool autumn night, his collar was sweating a little.

Lin Qingyu was surprised by the changes in her body, and was a little panicked. He thought he had seen something wrong with him by peeking at the erotic pictures, and was so frightened that he was sweating profusely. With Lin Jingyun's clear voice, "Qingyu stopped so early?"

Lin Qingyu shivered in fright, suddenly felt that the underwear was wet, he froze in place, almost unable to grasp the erotic picture, his face was red and white, he wanted to find a place to get in.

Sister Xu and Lin Jingyun talked in a low voice outside the door, but Lin Qingyu was peeking at the erotic pictures inside the house. He was so ashamed, afraid that Lin Jingyun would come in to check, he quickly climbed back to the bed on tiptoe, he just stuffed the erotic pictures into the pillow Next, the door was gently pushed open.

Lin Qingyu's hairs stood on end, fearing that Lin Jingyun would see his wet trousers, she hurriedly wrapped herself tightly with a quilt.

Lin Jingyun heard the commotion, came to the bed by the light of the glazed lamp, and said, "Sister Xu said you were asleep, I couldn't see it, what kind of bad idea are you holding back?"

As he spoke, he drew back the curtain, and Lin Qingyu had nowhere to hide. He just did something bad, and he was panting for words, "Really, I'm really sleepy."

"Why are you nervous?" Lin Jingyun bent down, saw the sweat on Lin Qingyu's face clearly through the dim light, and frowned, "If it's hot, you don't have to cover it so tightly."

Lin Qingyu was only glad that Lin Jingyun couldn't see that his face was flushed, and said against his will, "It's not hot at all."

"You're sweating so much if it's not hot." Lin Jingyun simply reached out to touch Lin Qingyu's face, and when he touched it, his hands were scorching hot, and he frowned even tighter, "Why are you so hot, but you're sick, I'll ask the doctor to come and see Look."

Lin Qingyu was already so ashamed to face others, how could he let Lin Jingyun call a doctor, he hugged Lin Jingyun's hand eagerly, shook his head vigorously, "I am, I am, a little hot, it's okay."

He was talking nonsense, Lin Jingyun noticed his abnormality, and asked, "But what is it that you are hiding from me?"

Lin Qingyu hides erotic pictures under his pillow, how dare he tell the truth, after thinking about it, he deliberately bit his lips and struggled, "If I tell, brother can't punish me."

I knew Lin Jingyun's face, "Let's hear it."

"I drank wine in the Chunfeng Building..." Lin Qingyu muttered, raising her water-colored eyes to look at Lin Jingyun, "My brother never lets me drink, I'm just afraid that my brother will be angry with me."

Lin Jingyun watched Lin Qingyu's flattering and timid expression, slightly pursed his lips, looked away, and said in a low voice, "Knowing that I will be angry, you dare to do it knowingly."

Lin Qingyu coquettishly hugged Lin Jingyun's arm even tighter. He was only wearing thin obscene clothes. At this time, the temperature from his chest was transmitted to Lin Jingyun's hand. He was a brother, so he didn't think it was wrong, so he said softly, " I won't dare to do it next time."

Every time he admits his mistakes, he admits his mistakes quickly and has a good attitude. Lin Jingyun has nothing to do with him.

Lin Jingyun pulled his arm out of Lin Qingyu's arms and put it behind his back. For some reason, his voice was not as clear as it was when he came, "Go to bed early, and I will settle the score with you tomorrow."

Lin Qingyu escaped, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, watched her brother leave, patted her chest and panted heavily.

After confirming that Lin Jingyun had left, he hurriedly put the erotic pictures back in the book, and changed the obscene pants, then lay back on the bed, touched his face, it was still hot, no wonder Lin Jingyun thought he was sick.

Lin Qingyu was exhausted after all the twists and turns tonight. Before going to bed, her mind was filled with embarrassing pictures in the erotic pictures, and gradually she felt a fire in her body.

Lin Qingyu slapped herself gently, and muttered, "Do not despise evil, do not despise evil..."

Amid repeated chanting, he finally closed his eyes and fell into a sound sleep.

The moon is on the branches, and the autumn wind is rustling.

Lin Jingyun withdrew his hands behind his back, and Furong's face was cold at this moment. He was not a young man who knew nothing about the world. When he approached Lin Qingyu, he smelled something extraordinary. With an unstoppable face, after hearing Lin Qingyu's stickier voice compared to usual, after a little thought, he also guessed seven or eight points.

It seemed that the warmth of Lin Qingyu's chest still remained on the arm, and Lin Jingyun's hanging five fingers moved slightly, shaking his head and laughing silently as if mocking himself, but also as if spitting.

Lin Qingyu was nearly seventeen, so he was at an age when he was young, and he would start a family in a few years. By then, what right did he have to control Lin Qingyu?

Lin Jingyun looked up at the pitch-black night, the bright moonlight was covered by dark clouds, just as some things in his mind were destined to be kept secret.