My son sleeps lightly

Five years later.

Tao Hua rushed into the room with her hands behind her back, "Hey, what time is it, don't sleep with Second Young Master!"

Ye Lan yawned, got up from the bed, put her limbs on the bed, and made the last struggle, "Where is Xiao Chong?"

"Here we come." Xiao Chong came in with a hot water basin. His growth rate was astonishing. He was a head taller than Tao Hua who grew up with him. He raised his eyes and saw what Tao Hua was carrying behind him, and smiled. Going to talk.

"Second Young Master," Tao Hua approached Ye Lan with a mysterious expression, "Guess what I brought you?"

Ye Lan's facial features are all pulled together, is he really in the mood to guess now?

"This!" Taohua showed the Chunmei in her hand, "The innocence has really warmed up!"

Ye Lan managed to open one eye, seeing Chunmei's pure white petals dyed with a circle of red, and howling to the sky, he finally made it through this winter.

He didn't put on his shoes properly either, and ran outside barefoot.

Xiao Chong couldn't stop him, so he could only sigh, "Tomorrow, tomorrow will catch the wind and cold."

Tao Hua chuckled twice, "Don't say that, you will be the one who will serve the Second Young Master then."

Xiao Chong was even more helpless, Tao Hua stood beside Xiao Chong, watching Ye Lan dancing happily in the yard, she couldn't close her mouth with a smile, "You said, our young master is about to reach the crown, why are you still like a child."

"Uh..." Xiao Chong had just finished speaking, when he opened his arms and hugged Ye Lan who was running towards him, "Second Young Master, put on your shoes."

"Xiao Chong! Flowers! Flowers!" Ye Langang broke off a branch himself,

Xiao Chong responded perfunctorily, and put the flowers in Ye Lan's hand aside, "Okay, wash up first."

Ye Lan was barefoot like this, splashing warm water on her face a few times.

Seeing that he was obedient, Xiao Chong walked to the bed by himself, gave Ye Lan two shoes and took them to the chair, waited for Ye Lan to jump over from the wash stand, and put the shoes on.

Tao Hua looked at Ye Lan with a smile, "Second Young Master, are you ready for the gift of crowning?"

"Can you not grow up if you are not ready?"

Taohua snorted, and the second young master just deliberately raised an argument, "Okay, I'll bring you breakfast too, so I'll ignore you."

Since Xiao Chong grew up, he has been fully responsible for taking care of this small courtyard, and Tao Hua only came to play with them occasionally.

Xiao Chong opened the food box that Tao Hua had just put aside, arranged the porridge and a few side dishes, and waited for Ye Lan to finish dressing.

"Hey," Ye Lan showed her head from behind the screen, "Do you have any more colorful clothes!?"

"what?"

"Didn't Liang Qiu ask me to go to the dance workshop today? Wearing this outfit, those who don't know will think I'm a filial piety."

It is to make you dress plain on purpose.

Xiao Chong said silently in his heart, but his face was innocent, "All the gorgeous clothes have been taken to the wash, you usually wear them too often, and you just don't have any today."

Ye Lan didn't say anything, and sighed, "Although what clothes I wear doesn't affect my being liked at all."

Xiao Chong rolled his eyes silently.

"Tell me, what are the girls in this dance workshop like?" Ye Lan discussed with Xiao Chong while drinking porridge.

Xiao Chong was not interested in this topic at all, "I don't know."

"Do you remember, when you were young, we saw off a dancer together?"

Xiao Chong was taken aback, he didn't tell Ye Lan the truth that Cheng Yuan told him back then.

In Ye Lan's mind, if he knew that what he did back then was not a righteous act but pushed the victim into a more dangerous fire pit, he would feel extremely guilty.

"Xiao Chong! What are you thinking?!" Seeing that Xiao Chong remained silent for a long time, Ye Lan asked aloud, "I found out that the child is really grown up. When you were young, you were more obedient. What the second young master said was what, what was asked and what was answered .”

Xiao Chong thought that he had grown up, and it wasn't that he lost his memory. He didn't know whether he was obedient or not?

But he didn't intend to argue with Ye Lan about this, and said, "Remember."

Ye Lan saw that Xiao Chong didn't pay much attention to him, so he didn't put much effort into talking, "Hey, it's fine if you don't want to follow today, you are not old enough to go to the dance hall."

"I'm going." Xiao Chong was firm.

"But I see you..." Ye Lan wanted to say more, but then changed his mind, this Xiao Chong is still a boy, how could he not be curious about girls at all, he must be shy.

But this shy look is a little permeable.

Xiao Chong saw Ye Lan looking at him wretchedly, and said indifferently, "Madam told me to always be by your side to prevent you from getting into trouble everywhere."

"I……"

"Second Young Master, the carriage is ready." The butler sent a servant over to deliver the message.

"That's it!" Ye Lan swallowed everything in her mouth, almost choked, and hit her chest twice with her fist before she calmed down, "Hurry up!"

Xiao Chong remained motionless, slowly drank all the porridge in the bowl, and then followed Ye Lan out.

Zhang Tao stood guard at the gate and lowered his head when he saw the two of them coming out.

At this time, Ye Lan no longer needed to step on the small stool to get into the carriage, and shouted to Zhang Tao, "Go to the Nuanxiang Pavilion on the long street."

Zhang Tao was stunned when he heard the name, and then looked at Xiao Chong curiously.

Xiao Chong shook his head and got into the car.

"Do you want to go to the dance workshop that much?" Xiao Chong still couldn't help asking.

Ye Lan opened the curtain of the carriage and kept looking outside, "No, my mother has always asked me to keep myself clean and not allow me to go to those fireworks places, but now this Nuanxiang Pavilion is under Liang Qiu's management. I'm visiting friends, it's not counted. Let yourself fall."

All excuses.

Xiao Chong thought to himself.