The wealthy man who wears books

Looking at Qin Huai, who was soaked in water by himself, Zhong Xin was really stunned this time.

Even if she was always as calm as him, she never thought that there would be someone behind the flowers and trees in the night, and this person was actually sister-in-law.

He was still holding the big watering can in his hand, but he didn't know that the body of the watering can was crooked, and water was constantly flowing out of the spout, dripping down his coarse trousers, but he didn't know it.

The male sister-in-law in front of her was still wearing the long gown she had just entered the room. Under the moonlight, water droplets rolled on the black silk and satin, giving off a translucent light, and one could faintly see a touch of white from the middle gown.

"Sister-in-law, why are you...I'm so sorry, I was too reckless and sprayed water all over my sister-in-law."

Qin Huai was also stunned.

At this moment, he was dazed and restless, and he didn't pay attention to the small sounds made by Zhong Xin when he walked out of the room.

It wasn't until the cool water sprayed down from the sky and sprayed all over his face in an instant that he woke up like a dream.It turned out that I had unintentionally walked into the Dongkua courtyard where Zhong Xin was.

"It's none of Uncle's business. I thought the bedroom was a bit stuffy, so I went out for a walk to look at the flowers and plants in the yard. Who knows that I came to Uncle's place by accident. The scent is very special, so I couldn't help but stop and look at it more. It's such a dark day, and I'm wearing black clothes, so you won't notice it."

As he spoke, he shook the water droplets off his body.It's just that the clothes are wet from the water, and the silk is so fine that it's already wet against the body, showing a slender and tight waist.

Zhong Xin's eyes swept over his body, and then hurriedly lowered his head, only to find that his legs and abdomen had been mostly wet with water, and hastily put the watering can aside.

"Sister-in-law's body is wet, don't get wet, it's better for Lao Qi to send sister-in-law back to her room, hurry up and change into clothes."

Hearing what he said, Qin Huai subconsciously glanced at the main room, but frowned.

At this time, Fang Fang, who was freed from his eyes full of Zhong Ren's marks, really didn't want to go back to that oppressive and cramped bedroom immediately.

"It's very hot, and getting some water relieved the heat. Seeing that these flowers and plants are growing well, I want to take a look at them a few more times, but I'm not in a hurry to go back, but the gown is a bit wet , I’ll just take it off.”

As Qin Huai spoke, he stretched out his hand and unbuttoned the black gown, revealing only the white shirt and trousers inside.

He said that he didn't want to go back immediately, Zhong Xin didn't make a sound, just bowed forward, took the long gown he took off and put it on his arm.When he saw Qin Huai's white coat, he narrowed his eyes instantly.

It turned out that when he was wearing a black gown, although there were water marks on his body, they were not obvious.And this white poplin jacket, slightly wetted by the water, became more and more light. Under the moonlight, even the smooth fleshy skin on his body could be seen clearly.

Qin Huai himself didn't know that the clothes were so thin under the moonlight, he picked up a branch of a flower tree beside him, sniffed it lightly, and said to the clock:

"I just saw that the flowers and trees in this yard are different from other places. They are much more lush and lush. I was wondering in my heart. Looking at you now, I know it's your credit."

Zhong Xin kept his eyes away from his sister-in-law's body as much as possible, and said in a low voice: "Lao Qi always likes to raise flowers and trees in his spare time. It's like this when he was young, and he's used to it over the years. If he doesn't sleep a day It always feels like something is missing.”

Qin Huai looked at the flowers in front of him, nodded, and said:

"Although the grass and trees don't understand human language, they seem to know how to cherish kindness. If you treat it well, it will grow more prosperous, and even have a very strong fragrance. It can be regarded as knowing that you are such a hard-working master."

Zhong Xin raised his head slightly, took a deep look at Qin Huai's face, and seemed to feel that there was always something wrong with the male sister-in-law in front of him.

But he was clearly seen in his eyes, and he still had the well-proportioned figure, fair face and neck, and even the rouge grain on the tip of the brow was still in place, no different.

When Qin Huai and Zhong Xin were talking, seeing his bare upper body, his strong and tense muscles always inadvertently flashed into his eyes, he simply lowered his head, but unexpectedly, what he saw was Zhong Xin who was hit by the water The wet coarse trousers were sticking softly to the waist and thighs at the moment, protruding a very strange outline.

That outline reminded Qin Huai of the horrible thing he saw on Zhong Xin when he was undressed by the official in the family temple, and his face couldn't help but burn.

The more embarrassing he was in his heart, but his eyes seemed to be possessed by evil spirits, they fell on that place and couldn't move away.

In order to resolve this shame, Qin Huai forced himself to turn his head, pointed at the flower tree beside him and said:

"By the way, uncle, I just looked at these flowers and plants, and this one in front of me is really different. I have stood for so long, but I still feel that this flower is very special. It seems to change from time to time. I want to decide. It was my illusion."

Zhong Xin turned around, faced the flower tree beside him that was as tall as a person, bowed and said:

"My sister-in-law really has good eyesight. Even if this flower is in the whole garden, I am a little surprised."

He straightened up a little, stretched out his hand and pulled down a flower branch, looked at it carefully for a while, then gently picked two flowers and put them in Qin Huai's hands.

"This flower is called Four Seasons Brocade. It is very rare here. It was originally transported from the south when the garden was built. Sister-in-law, take a closer look at these two flowers. They are obviously the same tree and the same branch. Each is different, there are single petals and double petals, which is nothing, the strange thing is that this flower will change into four different colors in one day and one night, the petals are light red in the morning, and white at noon. It was pinkish-purple until about three o'clock in the afternoon, but now this scene has turned into this rose color. My sister-in-law just felt that it seemed to be changing, and it was the scene when it changed from purple to this rose color."

Qin Huai was taken aback by what he said, so he looked at the two rose-colored buds in his hand and smiled, "No wonder it's called Four Seasons Brocade, so that's what it means, this flower has such an ability to change, it's actually a strange flower. "

Zhong Xin nodded, "Sister-in-law is right. The four-season brocade flower-shaped fragrance is top-grade and the most wonderful, but it is the ability to change four times a day. I heard that in the big families in the south, their daughters like to accompany their daughters when they get married. After arriving at the husband's house, they will be raised in the back house, the closer to the bride, the better."

Qin Huai wondered, "What is this for?"

Zhong Xin suddenly gave Qin Huai a strange look, his gaze stayed on his face for a little longer, and he said in a low voice:

"Probably, I hope that the bride can follow the times and trends in her husband's house like this Four Seasons Brocade, and be more flexible when things happen."

Qin Huai seemed to see the strangeness in his eyes, and without raising his eyes, he just put the two flowers on the tip of his nose, and slowly sniffed, "It's certainly a good idea, but people are not plants, and things like this change every day." This ability is not available to everyone.”

Zhong Xin didn't look at him, but turned to look in the direction of the front yard.

There, just now, Dafang’s grandma was sitting on a huanghuali high chair, with a serious face under the bright light, as if she was still in front of her eyes.

There was a big difference between the him at that moment and the gentle and gentle him now under the moon.

"What my sister-in-law said is very true. Even though the Four Seasons brocade has such a nature, if it is not well-raised the day after tomorrow and lacks fertilizer and water, sometimes it will not be able to bloom those kinds of flowers. If you think about it, if you change to an adult, you will not be able to bloom. That’s the case. No matter how organic changes are, if there is no one to secretly support and raise them, it’s easy to be alone.”

Under the moonlight, the four-season brocade that was full of trees had all turned rose-colored at this moment, but Qin Huai, who heard Zhong Xin's words, chose to nod his head slightly and did not say a word.

Zhong Xin looked at the moonlight in the sky, and said in a low voice: "It's getting late now, and my sister-in-law is still a little wet, why don't Lao Qi send my sister back first, and go to bed earlier."

He had just uttered these words, before Qin Huai had time to say anything, he could only hear a muffled "bang" sound from the side room.

Although the noise was not loud, it could still be heard clearly in the silent night.

Zhong Xin frowned, and glanced at Qin Huai, "Oops, I just made something on the fire, and now it's probably burned to dryness."

Qin Huai couldn't help laughing and said: "It seems that the things in the big and small kitchens of Bo Chunyuan are not to Uncle's appetite, so you want to open a small stove by yourself? That sound sounds like something is exploding on the fire, it's not It's a small matter, let's hurry over and have a look, and don't leave the water."

He was a little apprehensive about going back to the bedroom, but at the same time he was a little curious about what was burning at that time, so he thought of going in to have a look.

Zhong Xin understood what his sister-in-law said, and his body froze for a moment, but he didn't know how to say no, so he had to go to the door of his room first, and pushed the door open.

An extremely strange but inexplicably familiar smell wafted out and entered Qin Huai's breath, making his heart beat faster suddenly.

This is the first time since Qin Huai passed through the book, he can clearly feel his shadow in real life in the Zhong family.

Because he was in the air and smelled something that he would only smell in the laboratory every day.

He took a deep breath, followed Zhong Xin into the door.

Although the side building where Zhong Xin lives is not big, there are two small rooms inside after passing through a narrow corridor.

The door of the inner room was half open, and there was nothing else but a simple wooden bed and wooden table and table.

But in the small room outside, which looks like a hall, it is strangely full of bottles and jars and all kinds of sundries.Qin Huai took a quick glance and saw all kinds of dried flowers and fruits inside.

And on a copper stove in front of the window, there was indeed a fire burning.There was a pottery on the stove that was cooking something, and the lid on it was lifted to the ground on one side. Obviously, the muffled sound just now was made when it fell.

Zhong Xin walked over quickly, stretched out his head to take a look at the pottery, sniffed it lightly, and shook his head very unobtrusively.

"What did uncle cook? Is the bottom of the pot dry?"

Ever since Qin Huai smelled the smell in the room, and saw the household items, flowers and fruits, he had an answer in his heart that was vague, but vaguely revealed.

But at this moment, he still wanted to see what Zhong Xin would say.

"I boiled some sweet-scented osmanthus and lily water. I was very tired in the family temple these days, and I mixed a little rice wine in it. I wanted to drink it before going to bed to relieve my fatigue. I forgot about it now. It really is. Boiled the bottom of the pot."

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Qin Huai's mouth, and he quickly covered it up.

"Oh, it turns out that uncle still has the ability to maintain his health. No wonder he got all these bottles and jars, and these fragrant flowers and fruits, which are no worse than that small kitchen."

Zhong Xin smiled awkwardly, wondering if it was because the room was too cramped, and the stove was lit again, thin beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and fell straight onto his firm chest.

Qin Huai knew in his heart that with his personality and personality, he would never say anything more to him at this moment.And there are some things that I don't need to talk about for the time being.

It's just that people are always curious, seeing these things in the outer room, Qin Huai had the idea of ​​wanting to see Zhong Xin's inner bedroom again.

After all, I managed to get to the private place of the most insidious and black-bellied person in the Zhong family. If I didn't see clearly in one breath, I would definitely regret it after I went back.

Since he thought so, he turned around naturally and walked slowly to the door of the inner bedroom.

"Uncle, this bed is very narrow. How can you sleep comfortably with such a big body? Why don't I call the girl tomorrow and find someone to change it."

Qin Huai naturally looked at the utensils in the lower room at the door, and while talking about the bed, he lifted himself up and walked in.

Zhong Xin saw that the male sister-in-law not only had no intention of leaving, but instead walked into his bedroom, he suddenly remembered something, and his face turned red all of a sudden.He hurriedly followed and walked in, trying to block his body in front of the desk.

It's just that Qin Huai took a step ahead, and the bedroom was small, so he just turned around and went to the desk first.

Qin Huai's eyes widened instantly.

There was an open picture album spread out on top of the desk. With Qin Huai's keen eyes, he could tell at a glance that it was the erotic book that Zhong Ren had let him read.

On the opened picture page, there is an extremely eclectic, even a little different picture.

A young man in a white gauze jacket was sitting obliquely on a rattan chair, shaking a cattail fan in his hand, his eyes were half-closed, as if he was drowsy, and he seemed to be looking at a bend in the sky crescent.And under the rattan chair, another young man with a bare upper body was leaning over the feet of the boy in white, holding the boy's slender legs and ankles with both hands, his face was full of bewildered eyes.

Although the two people in this painting did not show any flesh and blood, and they were not as unobstructed as many erotic palaces, but all rely on the painter's superb brushwork to capture the beautiful body of the youth in the hot summer night. And the uncontrollable lust of the two is vividly described in those two pairs of blurred eyes.

Qin Huai could only feel his heart pounding when he saw it, and felt that his earlobes were burning uncontrollably.

And under that picture page, there is another piece of snow-white snow wave paper, with a tracing brush placed beside it. Obviously, someone is tracing this picture.

Qin Huai leaned forward a little and looked at the paper, but unexpectedly, he was even more surprised than when he saw the beautiful picture just now, he almost blurted out.

It turned out that on the drawing paper, the face of the boy in white on the rattan chair had been drawn according to the original picture, but if Qin Huai read it correctly, this face was not very similar to the face of the person in the painting above.Although both of them have painted a pair of blurred eyes like a begonia sleeping in spring, but if the boy above is as soft as a pool of spring water, then the boy Zhong Xin painted has a sense of mystery and contradiction in his eyes.

However, these are not the reasons that Qin Huai could almost blurt out. What made him feel terrified and a little at a loss was that there was a little bit more rouge on the brows of this young man.

Must be a typo.

Qin Huai suddenly felt that Zhong Xin's breathing beside him was obviously a little nervous and heavy.

He didn't want to let himself see that after Zhong Ren's death, without anyone forcing him, he was still secretly painting erotic palaces.Still don't want to let myself see that specious carmine?

Outside the door, there were suddenly two hasty knocks on the door, which surprised the two uncles and sisters in the room.

This time, who will it be?