Seductive every day

Ah Qiu had a dream, which was something he experienced when he was a child. , This matter has been in his heart for a long time, and it has gradually become a knot in his heart.

In the dream, he was four or five years old, unattended like a wild dog, and lived in a small room with the deaf-mute gardener in the Du mansion. The old man was too old to dress him up, and he messed around outside every day. Running, dirty, and annoying to watch. [-]. One day, the quiet Du mansion suddenly became lively. The beautiful flowers in the flower room were constantly cut and put in vases. The slender and beautiful maids carried them and visited every corner of the big house. , The flower house is separated from the main building of the mansion, separated by a piece of grass. , Aqiu had never gone in, and he hadn't even been close to it a few times.

That's not a world he can get close to, he's just a little thing not to starve. The beautiful and mean maids joked about him, saying that the deaf and dumb old gardener died, and he was just a stupid and dumb little gardener. , He couldn't understand the malice in other people's tone, he opened his eyes stupidly, and said, "What?"

"Oh, just like the old dumb, planting flowers, watering flowers, keeping an eye out for worms, cutting them off and sending them to the main building when they grow."

Another maid grabbed her companion, "What are you talking to a little fool about? Waste of time, hurry up, Master Tang will bring the young master of the Zeng family here soon, that child is very difficult to coax, and picky, hurry up and take a look Is everything ready?

A group of maids walked away carrying flowers, Ah Qiu squatted among the broken poles with cut flower branches, holding a flower shovel in his hand, staring blankly at the magnificent big house in the distance. , He is a child after all, he is very curious, holding a flower shovel with mud, he followed the maids step by step and walked to the back of the mansion.

The front yard was suddenly noisy with people's voices, and the sound of the engine of the car slowly stopped in front of the mansion.

Ah Qiu hid behind the bushes, watching with two bright black eyes. , In the gap between the human wall, he saw the immortal who saved him. , At that time, Du Wantang was in the weak year, with a slender figure, not yet completely faded from youthfulness, full of youth, and fiercely beautiful.

As soon as he appeared, Ah Qiu's heart was squeezed tightly by a small hand, causing his bony chest to ache. , He watched Du Wantang appear with a child older than him. The boy was carved in pink and jade, wearing overalls and shorts, shiny leather shoes, and a pair of round and deep eyes, as if he was in his small shabby house. Hanging calendar, beautiful doll. , Ah Qiu saw their hands, Lord Tang once fed him a flower petal, and rubbed his fingers against his lips, and he can still remember the shock brought by that touch. , He really wanted to touch Lord Tang's hand again, but at this moment, that hand was tightly holding another child's hand, and he gently told him while walking: "Xuanxuan, slow down, the steps are a bit high."

The child said coquettishly: "Little Fourth Uncle, I am no longer a child! I am already 11 years old!"

Master Tang smiled dotingly, and let go of his hand, "Okay, little fourth uncle has forgotten, our Xuanxuan is already an older child."

The pink and jade-carved child left Master Tang, and ran into the big house with joy.

Aqiu had difficulty breathing, and a strange feeling came from his chest, and he felt numbness. Du Wantang seemed to feel his gaze here, and at a glance, he seemed to be frozen, unable to struggle anymore. , How can there be such beautiful eyes in this world, clean, thin and cool, like the winter night sky.

He stared blankly at Master Tang withdrawing his gaze. It took a long time for his body to recover from the impact. , The front yard was already quiet, Ah Qiu heard the laughter in the big house, wishing he could get in through the tall windows. , He ran to the back door, sneaked in while no one was looking, dodged in an unfamiliar place, and then bumped into the boy he saw just now in the spotless corridor. , The boy looked him up and down like a monster, frowned in disgust, pointed at him and asked, "Who are you? Why are you so dirty! Are you a beggar?"

Aqiu stared at the child's pink fingers, Master Tang was holding the white spoon just now and rushed to the top of his head with anger, he grabbed the flower shovel and chopped at the beautiful fingertips that made him crazy. , After all, he was much younger than that child, he was kicked away, and his thin body lay on the ground in embarrassment. , A sharp child's voice sounded from above his head, scolding him: "Where did you come from a wild dog! I will let my little fourth uncle screw your head off!"

Aqiu stubbornly wanted to get up, but a small shiny leather shoe stepped on his face so hard that he couldn't move. , "Little wild dog! How dare you contradict me! You bug! Trample you to death!"

A series of pains fell on Aqiu's head, and his young body thrashed in pain.

The restlessness attracted other people. They were afraid that Master Tang would be held accountable for what made Xuanxuan angry, so they immediately picked him up from the ground, as if they were carrying a dead mouse. "What happened?" Du Wantang's voice came from behind the crowd.

The person who carried him fled immediately, and the rest smoothed things over and said: "It's nothing, nothing, some garbage was confiscated, let Master Xuanxuan see it, and dirty the eyes of the Master."

Ah Qiu tried his best, but he didn't even see Lord Tang's face, and Master Tang never asked what stained Xuanxuan's eyes, and only said indifferently: "Remember to clean up next time, Xuanxuan is afraid of getting dirty."

His heart was filled with pain, he wanted to shout, to get Master Tang's attention, to let Du Wantang know that it wasn't him who was dirty, it was Zeng Junxuan who had been slept on countless times!

He called "Master Tang", trying to scream out, but his throat seemed to be clenched tightly, and he couldn't make a sound no matter what. , He was so depressed that he almost shed tears, bit the tip of his tongue, and finally yelled out: "Master Tang __!" The dream came to an abrupt end, and he woke up from the nightmare panting heavily. The blurred vision gradually focused, and I saw the face of the person in the dream.

"I'm awake, I'm quite refreshed, it looks like there's no problem." Du Wantang looked at him coldly, dropped the hot towel in his hand, and was about to get up, when someone pulled him hard, causing him to fall back to the bed. : As soon as he lowered his head, Aqiu's bandage-wrapped hand was firmly cuffed to his wrist like an iron hoop, and because of too much force, even a tinge of blood turned out. "What are you doing?" Du Wantang asked displeasedly.

Ah Qiu was excited, could it be that Lord Tang was wiping his sweat for him just now?

Turning his head, he wanted to confirm whether it was a towel that Lord Tang dropped just now. When his neck moved, he felt dizzy and throbbing. , With a muffled grunt, he lied back to his original position weakly, supported his head, and thought to himself, no wonder he had that dream of being beaten on the head.

Du Wantang took the opportunity to withdraw her hand and stood up, her tone full of contempt: "The older you get, the more unruly you are, what kind of words are you talking about with your hands and feet!"

He was scolded as soon as he opened his eyes, combined with the unpleasant memories in the dream, he felt very uncomfortable.

Du Wantang didn't understand him, and continued to scold him: "Next time you don't have the ability to do a good job, remember to open your mouth early to support! Wings are not hard and you want to pretend to be garlic, who can you learn from?"

Ah Qiu was so scolded that he didn't dare to answer back. For some reason, he always felt that Master Tang was in a bad mood today.