After the fireworks were set off and supper was eaten, Shen Qingxuan returned to his courtyard. Yi Mo was in the room, standing by the window, looking up at the fireworks that kept rising and falling in the night. Shen Qingxuan also went over to watch with him, until the fireworks near and far cleared up, and the smell of gunpowder flowed in the air.
This New Year's Eve finally calmed down.
Shen Qingxuan rubbed his forehead, and said, "I drank too much tonight, how about we go to the hot spring?"
Yi Mo turned his head, "The wine is still strong, soaking in the hot spring will only make you more drunk."
"Drunk is drunk," Shen Qingxuan said, "I just want to get drunk."
Yi Mo didn't say anything else, picked him up by the waist, wrapped him in his arms, and the two went to the hot spring. Along the way, Shen Qingxuan could only feel the wind howling in his ears, because at night, he couldn't see anything else clearly, thinking in his heart that flying through the clouds and fog like this would be meaningless, it would be better to walk slowly so as to enjoy the scenery.
The hot spring arrived in the blink of an eye. When soaking in the water, Shen Qingxuan felt dizzy, his face was red and his heart was pounding, his breath was disordered, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white veil, and he couldn't see clearly. Sure enough, the hot water was stirred up after drinking, and he was really drunk.
Lying on the warm rock, Shen Qingxuan tried his best to stay awake, and said in a low voice: "Yi Mo, come and hug me. I'm almost out of breath."
Seeing this, Yi Mo stretched out his arms and pulled him into his arms, skin to skin, texture to texture, cold body pressed against hot body, both of them sighed at the same time. That kind of comfort cannot be described in words.
Shen Qingxuan only felt that his fiery body was extremely comfortable at this moment, and the burning feeling in his heart disappeared instantly along with the collision of his skin, and couldn't help leaning on his shoulder, muttering: "When summer arrives, I will just stay here every day. I don't know how comfortable it would be to just stick to your body like this; in winter, you will stick to my body and I will hold you, what do you think is okay?"
Yi Mo said: "The idea is not bad, but you dare to do this in front of others?"
Shen Qingxuan was probably really drunk, so he said without even thinking about it: "It's nothing, if someone comes, you will turn into a snake and hide in my clothes."
Yi Mo didn't think too much, and said, "Why don't I transform into a snake now."
Shen Qingxuan chuckled and agreed.
Maybe they all drank too much. Yi Mo got his response, and really transformed into a snake, and instantly turned into a cold-blooded animal covered with tiny scales. Under the moonlight, the scales all over his body glistened, and the long and thick snake body clung to Shen Qing like a pillar. Xuan's body, the triangular snake head stood up in the air, and spit out the scarlet snake letter.
Shen Qingxuan's drunken eyes were dim, and he stared blankly at him. The snake's head was getting closer and closer, and he didn't know how to hide, so he just stared blankly, then tilted his head, and commented: "It's not too ugly."
After finishing speaking, he put his arms around the body of the snake, and his tilted head completely tilted down, resting on his body, almost falling asleep.
Seeing this, Yi Mo had no choice but to change into a human form again, holding the man in his arms with one hand, twisting his waist with the other, warning: "Don't sleep!"
Shen Qingxuan closed his eyes, and hummed to explain, "I didn't sleep, it was just too comfortable."
Yi Mo said: "There are more comfortable things."
Shen Qingxuan raised his head reluctantly, squinted his eyes at him for a while, and smiled suddenly, "I remember." He hugged him tightly again, leaned forward and bit his lips, biting the tip of his tongue that smelled of wine after a while. So he slipped in and found Yi Mo's tongue, lingering endlessly.
Yi Mo caressed his back, rubbed his palm along the waist, and gradually slid down the bone of the tailbone, his fingers teased there. Shen Qingxuan began to moan, and the kiss became more fervent, and with the buoyancy in the water, his waist swung in the water, holding his fingers tightly. After a while, Shen Qingxuan couldn't take it anymore, parted his lips and leaned on his shoulder, panting while pleading, "Come in... come in, I miss you."
Yi Mo parted his legs, pushed himself into the open hole washed by the hot water in one go.
Leaning against the rock, Shen Qingxuan felt a little pain from being pinched on his back, and a stinging pain from being stretched by the fat-free ointment on his lower body. The combination of these pains satisfied him inexplicably. Pain should be the only pain on the body. The stronger you are, the more comfortable you feel. It should be painful, the pain is because he is greedy, the pain is because he is bad, the pain deserves it!
Grabbing the long hair scattered on Yi Mo's back, Shen Qingxuan said in a hoarse voice: "Deeper...deeper... um..." Seemingly able to understand his thoughts, Yi Mo's hair was more and more ruthless, completely Withdraw, then push in deeply, as if to pin him down, the entrance without grease is not greasy, on the contrary, it is astringent because of the hot spring water. The more Shen Qingxuan was in pain, the more he bit him tighter, and he shrunk down fiercely, no matter whether he came in or went out, he never relaxed. The obviously abnormal situation made Yi Mo feel uncomfortable, but it wasn't that uncomfortable place. It's just that I can't tell where it's uncomfortable. But he knew that this discomfort was brought to him by the person in his arms, and his body became more and more ruthless. Every time he entered fiercely, Shen Qingxuan would groan, and the sound lingered in his ears, obviously the pain was greater than the pain. Happy, but kept letting him get deeper and faster.
They are all pushing each other unconsciously, making each other more uncomfortable.
Finally, he finally stopped. After such a toss, Shen Qingxuan was more than half awake from the wine. He opened his eyes and looked at him, the two of them were relatively speechless.
It seems that there are thousands of words, but they go back and forth a thousand times. In the end, those wandering thoughts and unstructured words all hit a dead end - they can't end well.
This is the feeling of knowing that there is hopelessness but being unable to stop hoping. Shen Qingxuan only felt pain in the root of his tongue.
Finally buried himself in that familiar embrace, Shen Qingxuan murmured, but still said the same sentence: "If there is an afterlife, don't look for me. I don't recognize you, never!" The last two words were clearly gritted teeth. oath.
Yi Mo hugged him, thinking clearly in his heart, of course I won't look for you. But he couldn't help it, and a sigh came out of nowhere.
Back in the room, Shen Qingxuan was lying on the bed, candles were burning on the candlestick beside the bed, and the inside of the curtain was bright. He took the ointment from the dark cabinet, parted his legs, and carefully applied it on under Yi Mo's gaze. , the place was already a little red and swollen, and after applying the grease, there was a layer of luster, the bright color was very eye-catching, and he deliberately shrunk, so that the place that looked wet was tightly closed in Yi Mo's sight, It blooms slowly again.
Although he drank alcohol, the fact was that he was too lewd. He was forced by Yi Mo last time, but this time he did it willingly. Moreover, this time was even worse than last time. Shen Qingxuan originally planned to pretend to be drunk, But in the end, the wine couldn't cover his face, his face was flushed, and his long wet hair was scattered on the bed, revealing a charming style under the orange candlelight.
Yi Mo watched, but did not move for a long time.
Shen Qingxuan felt ashamed from seeing him, couldn't help propping himself up on his elbows, tugged at his sleeves, and whispered: "Don't you want it?"
The person who lit the fire was immediately pressed under him, without any extra words, he inserted it vigorously. It had been developed enough before, and now there is grease moistening outside, Shen Qingxuan hardly felt any pain, only the joy of being full, couldn't help but hug Yi Mo tightly, calling it very indulgent.
Apart from teasing him on the bed, Yi Mo hardly made any sound, but tonight he felt a little bit uncontrollable the pleasure of being twisted at the root, he let out a low gasp, the movements of his waist were extremely intense, and Shen Qingxuan was knocked out of his wits. , moaning repeatedly, hugging him, I don't know whether to make him lighter or heavier.
"... Is it comfortable?" Yi Mo asked in a low voice, and couldn't help lowering her head to bite and suck on the white neck that was shaking in front of her eyes, creating a large bluish red mark, watery and radiant.
"Hmm... comfortable... more, deeper..." Shen Qingxuan answered honestly.
Yi Mo raised his legs, put them on her shoulders, and then bent down, Shen Qingxuan's knees touched his chest, and his waist was bent almost in half. This posture made his hips high, and Yi Mo swooped down fiercely. The pounding was extremely deep, Shen Qingxuan screamed "Ah", teardrops slipped from the corners of his red eyes instantly, Yi Mo raised his waist and sank again, "Is it deep enough?"
"Enough... enough..." Shen Qingxuan cried and shook his head while grabbing his shoulders, it was too deep, so deep that it almost gave him the illusion of being pierced, but the intestinal wall locked the huge body in his body like crazy, It seemed that he was not satisfied, and it seemed that he wanted to tie that thing tightly so that he had nowhere to escape.
Yi Mo only felt waves of sweet pleasure coming from the tightly bound part, which radiated to the limbs and bones, and even the brain was infected and became dull. He only knew to bury himself deeper, Go deeper. In the turbulent joy, there is a sense of tranquility. Every time he goes deeper, the tranquility becomes stronger. He keeps burying his roots deep in it, and sometimes he even stays motionless in the soft and damp, as if in his mind. Seeing himself in that dark and hidden place, the dark and warm place tightly wrapped around his roots, like the roots of a forest sinking deep into the rich soil, like a wanderer returning home.
The fast taste is like a disaster, almost wiped out.
Shen Qingxuan who caused the fire finally burned him and Yi Mo to nothingness.
It wasn't until dawn that the two fell asleep hugging each other stickily.
His side was overwhelmed by the waves until the clouds cleared and the rain stopped. He was ecstatic, but no one knew that Master Shen stayed up all night.
Master Shen is a knowledgeable person, although he has never experienced masculinity, he has heard of it, he only thought it was absurd and didn't take it seriously, but now his son is on good terms with a man, but that man is not a "human". All night, I was in a state of confusion and hesitated, not knowing how to end this matter.
Until it was slightly bright, outside the window came the rustling sound of servants cleaning the courtyard. Master Shen turned over on the bed, lay down for a while, and sat up. Someone called the old housekeeper.
The old housekeeper rushed over with a letter, and made a lot of guesses along the way, but unexpectedly, the master didn't say anything, only asked him about the recent relationship between the young master and the details of Yimo's residence. Although the housekeeper was surprised, he thought it was reasonable. After all, he is in charge of servants big and small in the mansion, which is a bit weird, and he is always the first to know.
To his master who has been serving him for decades, the old butler never hides anything from him. He has said everything in detail. From the night of the fight between Xu Mingshi and Yi Mo, Xu Mingshi kept talking about the "old monster" and the sudden death of the young master after he took a concubine. Going back to the mountain, Yimo's second appearance, the strange sleeping of the maidservants in the young master's courtyard, and the sudden appearance of a new baby, etc., are described in detail without embellishing or confusing right and wrong.
After hearing this, Master Shen didn't say a word, and stared at the teapot on the table in a daze.
The old butler coughed, and said in a low voice: "Master, Xu Mingshi is said to be a Taoist, why don't you ask him in detail after he comes back."
Master Shen came back to his senses, thought for a while, and nodded.
The old housekeeper said again: "Then...".
"Go down and do your work first, Xu Mingshi is back, you bring him to see me."
"Yes." The old housekeeper replied and stepped back respectfully.
Father Shen thought of Shen Qingxuan's voice. Back then, he had invited so many doctors, many of whom were world-renowned with superb medical skills, to see them, but they all expressed their inability to recover. There was no other reason, that voice was bad. When he was rescued from the ice cave, the eight-year-old's mouth was full of blood. It wasn't that the spleen was damaged, but the place where the voice came from was broken. Father Shen's heart aches unbearably every time he thinks about it, how much perseverance is needed, and how much fear and fear, he will keep shouting, shouting, hoarse, until he can no longer shout.
Stretching out his hands to cover his eyelids, Master Shen stabilized his emotions and finally sighed. Since Yi Mo has healed his throat, it is no problem to want to heal his leg. Based on this, not to mention that he can't do anything to that person, even if there is a way to deal with him, he still can't do it. The family style of the Shen family has always been the kindness of a drop of water, and the spring is reciprocated. It is also the most trusted and famous family in the city. Even the tenant farmers have never been too harsh, how can they repay their kindness? It's just that Master Shen couldn't figure out how to repay this kindness.
I can only wait, wait for Xu Mingshi to come back, and wait for things to be sorted out before making any fuss.
Xu Mingshi returned to Shen's mansion on the fifth day of the lunar new year. He was summoned by the butler as soon as he stepped over the threshold, and brought him to Master Shen's study. In this way, the two people who had almost only met face to face, shut up in the study, but talked for an afternoon. No one knew what Master Shen had talked with him, not even the housekeeper who was guarding the door, Xu Mingshi only came out at dinner time, with a gloomy expression on his face, but he didn't show any emotion. And Master Shen sat in the room for a long time, not allowing anyone to disturb him, just sitting, closing his eyes and meditating.
Shen Qingxuan didn't know about this, he was busy with various affairs, and once the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month was over, he got busy again. Officially taking over the affairs of the Shen family, money and land, shops and goods, various account checks, monthly profit and loss, tenant collection and lease, and even rainy weather in other places, all have to be taken care of. I was so busy that I didn't even have time to drink a cup of tea.
Fortunately, being busy was only for the first few months. After three months, Shen Qingxuan finally straightened out everything and had enough leisure time.
Said to be leisurely, but Shen Qingxuan also knew that he was no longer the person in the mountains waiting for the sunrise and watching the sunset. He wants to get up early in the morning, regardless of the weather, to greet his parents. If something happens, you can leave. If nothing else, we will have breakfast together. When I came back, I held Xiaobao in my spare time and wandered around the courtyard. After lunch, he usually goes to the shop in the afternoon, or the housekeeper brings someone to him to discuss matters, usually over disputes over the goods, or the renewal or termination of the contract of the shop. If you come back early, you can still hang out with the little guy who is getting more and more energetic, but if you come back late, the little wolf cub has already fallen asleep, ignores him at all, and sleeps very sweetly.
Yi Mo sometimes comes and sometimes doesn't come, and when he comes, he hugs and kisses each other warmly, as if he never parted.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't come, he still lives according to his own steps, as if Yi Mo has never left, and has always been by his side.
In the blink of an eye, it was summer, Shen Qingxuan changed into unlined clothes and put on a green gauze robe, when Yi Mo came this day, he hugged him warmly and did not let go.
The air was sultry and humid, Little Treasure fell asleep in the heat and rolled over. Shen Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief when he hugged Yi Mo. With such a body, he needed to hug him to enjoy the coolness in summer. It cools down as soon as you let go of your hands, but after sticking together for a long time, your body will gradually warm up.
I just want to be like this, no matter how hot or cold it is, I can hug it, and it is really in my arms. No matter it is the comfort of enjoying the coolness, or the worse of winter, I am unwilling to let go of my hand.
This is the mood to have despite everything.
Don't look forward to the afterlife, this life is enough.