The pretty boy of the landlord's house

It began to snow again, and the dark sky was covered with heavy snow. This winter seemed to be extremely cold.

The earth dragon in Du Zhou's room was so hot that he didn't feel cold even after taking a bath. He had just finished washing and put on his coat when he heard the door being pushed open. He called out, "Tweety."

Tweety didn't respond to him.

Du Zhou heard the sound of the door being closed again, he was still puzzled, and in the next second he saw a tall black shadow rushing towards him.

Du Zhou was caught off guard by him and crushed by him on the edge of the bathtub. Xu Hansheng hugged Du Zhou, while frantically undressing himself, he said, "I don't want to do that either. If you don't want to marry me, that's no good. I can only go out." This is the worst policy, if you don’t call, you will suffer less.”

Du Zhou looked at him coldly, raised his leg and kicked him on the gate of life, Xu Hansheng didn't expect him to be so tough, aren't brothers all soft and weak?

He bared his teeth in pain, Du Zhou came up again, slapped him, and said, "You bastard, you still want to take advantage of me? You didn't dare to move when you met the Li family during the day, and you still wanted to bully me." ? That’s a coward who bullies the weak and fears the tough.”

As Du Zhou spoke, he kicked him in the butt again. He is not a pampered young master. When he was a child, he followed Shen Bojun to the fields and ran around, and he was used to seeing those people fight.

"Ah..." Xu Hansheng rolled on the ground in pain.

Cui'er outside the door suddenly rushed in anxiously, and said, "Young master, what's the matter? What happened?"

Zhao Fengye also came in with her, and Zhao Fengye walked up to Du Zhou with a stride, took his clothes and put them on his shoulders, protected him in his arms, and asked, "What's going on?"

Du Zhou pulled his clothes, shook his head and said: "This apprentice came to my room, trying to plot something wrong, but I beat him."

"Damn it indeed." Zhao Fengye stared at Xu Hansheng on the ground suspiciously.

Xu Hansheng got up from the ground, pointed at Du Zhou who was hiding in Zhao Fengye's arms, and cursed: "You are a broken shoe, you have a man in your room, and you want me to marry you, who would marry a brat like you?"

"Tweety, call Xiaohu to beat this stinky thing out." Du Zhou's pretty brows frowned.

Xu Hansheng was angry and anxious, and cursed: "I will publicize your story to everyone in the village. You don't want to find a husband and son-in-law. No one will marry you except me. You just wait until you are 19 years old, the county magistrate!" Point it out to the old widower and torture you to death."

After hearing his vicious curse, Zhao Fengye kicked him a few meters away, fell into the puddle, and got wet all over.

When Xu Hansheng was beaten by Du Zhou, he only felt pain in his body, but when he was kicked by Zhao Fengye, he felt pain in his internal organs, his eyes turned black, and he almost passed out.

Xiaohu hurriedly brought two servants, dragged and dragged him out, and blasted him out of the house.

Seeing this, Uncle Wu hurriedly came to persuade him: "What's the matter, Young Master, Xu Hansheng is a good man, don't believe other people's words."

"Okay, I have my own sense of proportion. He tried to steal things from my house. His hands and feet are not clean. If he doesn't report to the police, it is the greatest dignity for him." Du Zhou said coldly.

Uncle Wu watched Zhao Fengye protecting Du Zhou all the way, and was immediately speechless. He could tell that Du Zhou didn't need others to find him a husband and son-in-law. , the last bit of benefit is not reaped.

This matter was noisy, and it took a long time for it to stop. After Du Zhou changed his clothes, he also reprimanded the people in the yard to stop talking nonsense, and then went back to his room to rest.

Du Zhou went back to his room and found that Zhao Fengye was still in his room. He couldn't help being a little puzzled, and said, "Why haven't you gone to rest yet?"

"You were frightened tonight, I will stay with you first, and then go back to your room after you fall asleep." Zhao Fengye's voice was low and sweet.

Du Zhou felt his ears itch when he heard this, and couldn't help rubbing his red earlobes. He stood where he was, not knowing what to do.

Zhao Fengye asked: "Are you still sleepy? How about we talk?"

"No, I'm going to lie down now. When I fall asleep, you can go to bed earlier." Du Zhou immediately lay down on the bed obediently.

Zhao Fengye sat beside his bed, looked down at him, Du Zhou stretched out a hand, blinked his big eyes, and asked: "Then do you want to hold me? When I was a child and couldn't sleep, my father would hold me , so I can feel at ease."

"Okay." Zhao Fengye took his hand, which was very delicate and soft. Maybe he had been outside for a long time, and his hand was still a little cold. He stared at Du Zhou's hand for a while, and said, "You little brother, let a If a man enters your room, if it spreads like this, you will marry me."

Pulled by him, Du Zhou hid half of his face under the quilt, and his voice was muffled: "Isn't I going to marry you?"

"Well." Zhao Fengye smiled, and said again, "Didn't you tell your father yet? What if he disagrees?"

Du Zhou frowned, thinking about this question seriously, and didn't speak for a long time.

Zhao Fengye couldn't laugh anymore, and asked: "Is it so hard to imagine?"

"I shouldn't disagree, after all, I can't find a more suitable person." Du Zhou wrinkled his nose and said, "Look at that Xu Hansheng, he is rich in gold and jade, and he knows people, but he doesn't know his heart. You live in my house It has been more than half a month, but he still abides by his duty, and his character must be much better than him."

Zhao Fengye smiled, and said: "Maybe I'm just scheming, trying to figure it out slowly? What I want is your wealth?"

"Then you've said it all, and you're being honest. I'm afraid of those people who don't say anything but have impure thoughts." What Du Zhou said made sense.

Zhao Fengye was amused by him, pulled his quilt up to his chin, tucked it in, and said, "Did that person bully you when he came in just now?"

"No, he's a coward. I dare to beat someone like Li Zhongju when I meet him. He can only hide in the crowd. I'm afraid of him?" Du Zhou was very proud, his eyes sparkled, and he said this, It makes people itch.

Zhao Fengye was still smiling, and commented: "You are quite capable of writing and martial arts?"

"That's right, if it wasn't for my brother who couldn't take the imperial examination, how could I be a civil and military champion." Du Zhou wrinkled his nose.

Zhao Fengye nodded and said, "Maybe my brother will be able to take the imperial examination in the future."

"I hope." Du Zhou's interest faded, his eyes dimmed a little.

Zhao Fengye said again: "The tenth day of the first lunar month is not a good day. If you want to get married, it will be on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month."

"Are you in such a hurry?" Du Zhou murmured.

"Hmm." Zhao Fengye responded.

Du Zhou stared at him for a long time, speechless, and then said: "Then I will tell my father tomorrow to hurry up and make wedding clothes."

"Okay." Zhao Fengye smiled.