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It's also fortunate that the girls didn't hear this, otherwise they would all be scared crazy.
Brother Qing, who was waiting so well, actually found a prostitute.
Still a prostitute like this.
Not to mention them, even Jiang Bieyu's rare shocked mind went blank.
Seeing Shi Qing slapped and slapped all over his body so carelessly, and seemed to be more and more satisfied, the man who was slapped by him struggled to regain a little sense:
"But I'm a man."
The young master glanced at him a little strangely: "What nonsense are you talking about? The prostitutes are talking about men."
He did know that.
Jiang Bieyu: "But prostitutes are all teenagers who look like good girls."
Sometimes there are people who take boys for fun, but Jiang Bieyu, although a little cold-hearted, hates this kind of people who do such things to immature and ignorant children, so he didn't mention it.
Shi Qing looked at the man in front of him.
He is tall, and he was beaten a while ago, and he can also be beaten. His tendons are also very tough, and his face, although handsome, is not that kind of delicate beauty.
Especially those eyes, which added a bit of anger to his face.
Such a character is indeed unlikely to be called a prostitute, but more like a person in a high position.
But so what.
The young master slapped him a few times and said, "Whoever stipulates that you can't be a prostitute when you are old, not to mention that you are not very old. When I said that you are a prostitute, you are a prostitute."
Jiang Bieyu was silent.
He looked at Shi Qing in front of him, and the young master slapped him again with great interest. Although the more he slapped, the more joy appeared in those beautiful eyes, but he was sure that there was no lewdness in those eyes. color.
Said to treat him as a prostitute, but when Shiqing looked at his color, it was more like he had found a toy to show off.
Shi Qing is indeed not lewd, he is just very pure on the face, and his heart is full of 666666 to explore Jiang Bieyu.
It has to be said that Jiang Bieyu's Hu bloodline not only brought him such a pair of light-colored and good-looking eyes.
And even if you don't have enough to eat and don't wear warm clothes, you can keep a good figure.
The clothes are so easy to touch, if the clothes are taken off...
Shi Qing didn't want to.
Now is not the time, he thinks more about what he has, isn't that greedy for himself
So he seriously stretched out his hand and hugged Jiang Bieyu.
Being held by the young master's tender hands, he could still feel Jiang Bieyu, who was trying to pull himself over there: "?"
The man slightly bowed his head blankly, looking at the young master who was struggling so hard that his cheeks were flushed.
"What are you doing?"
"Let you come to my arms." Shi Qing answered quite confidently: "Don't all the prostitutes sit in the master's arms?"
Jiang Bieyu: "..."
He silently glanced at Shi Qing's delicate and tender little arms, and even though he was wearing luxurious clothes, he could still see the slender waist of the young man.
Looked, and glanced at his sturdy arms.
He can be sure that when Shi Qing's two arms are put together, they can barely be as thick as one of his arms.
Just like that, you still want to hold him in your arms
The man wanted to laugh in his heart.
I don't know if he noticed his smile, the young master was a little angry, and he pushed Jiang Bieyu, who couldn't hold him, fiercely.
The soft and waxy voice from Jiangnan was raised, but it was not sharp at all, but tender, as if complaining:
"I really don't have any eyesight. You are a prostitute, why don't you know how to take the initiative."
It was obvious that he was being treated as a prostitute, but if it were the past, Jiang Bieyu still didn't know how to hate or how to plan revenge.
But it's now...
Looking at such a young man in front of him who couldn't even hold his own "prostitution boy", the man had no expression on his face, and sat on his lap following his strength.
Shiqing: …Shit, this Nima bulldozer.
Shi Qing: "You are so heavy, come down quickly."
Hearing the urgency in his tone, Jiang Bieyu hurriedly got up again, turned around and saw that the young master's beautiful eyes were already filled with tears.
His pair of white|tender|tender, soft hands that had never suffered a bit, just trembling and pitiful, landed on his robe.
The voice also trembled, and it seemed that there was a bit of crying: "It hurts..."
The movement here was quickly discovered by the girls who were working hard.
Seeing that there were tears in the young master's eyes, one by one immediately turned pale, quickly put down his things, and rushed over with a gust of fragrant wind.
"Brother Qing, what's the matter? I'm sorry to see you crying?"
"Is it a leg? Where is it hurt?"
The girls in the room were busy again.
It happened that Mrs. Shi couldn't rest in the house because she had coaxed Master Shi, so she simply put on a thick cloak and wanted to come to the house to see her son.
As a result, as soon as he came, he ran into his son, who had tears in his eyes, clutching his leg and screaming in pain.
Immediately exclaimed, he trotted forward.
"What's wrong with my brother Qing? What's the matter? Oh poor, look, I'm crying, it's so uncomfortable."
Seeing Mrs. Shi coming, Shi Qing covered her legs even more vigorously, glanced at Jiang Bieyu, who was still standing there, unaware that he was likely to be in a disaster soon, and kicked him unhappily.
Unhappy return unhappy, the cover still has to help cover.
He pouted and gave a random reason: "I bumped into the couch."
"How did you take care of you, to make Brother Qing hit so hard!" Madam Shi was anxious and distressed, scolded a few girls, and urged: "What are you still doing, don't hurry up? Go to the doctor."
After scolding, he whispered softly to Shi Qing again: "Mother's brother Qing, come and let my mother take a look. Fortunately, our family has a lot of good medicine, so it won't hurt if you put it on."
Speaking of which, she was about to lift Shiqing's clothes with a distressed face, which made Shiqing unable to even pretend to be pitiful, and hurriedly rolled onto the couch.
"Mother, what are you doing, I am a man and you are a woman, how can you lift my clothes."
Mrs. Shi was stunned for a moment, then she was amused, put the handkerchief to her mouth, and smiled coquettishly: "My brother Qing still knows how embarrassed, what are you afraid of for such an older child, you are not married yet."
Yes, although he was sixteen years old this year, and in ancient times he was a family that could marry a wife, but in Mrs. Shi's view, her son was clearly a child.
The child Shiqing still didn't agree, grabbing onto his clothes and hiding on the innermost side of the couch: "No, men and women don't kiss each other."
"Hey, you child, you crawled out of your mother's belly, what are you taboo with your mother?"
Because of his embarrassed attitude, Mrs. Shi's anxiety was dissipated, and she pointed to a girl with a smile: "Okay, my mother won't give you medicine, let someone in your house give you, really, and also with my mother. Pay attention."
"I don't want it. Aren't all women in my house? They gave me medicine, wouldn't they ruin my reputation?"
What is the reputation but not the reputation, that is, the rules here in Hecheng are big, and even a woman on the street has to point and tell when she sets up a stall to sell things. In the south of the Yangtze River, if a girl comes out to sell things, as long as it is a legitimate business, there is absolutely no way. People look down on it.
Although she thought so, she couldn't beat her son, so Madam Shi could only obey him: "Okay, okay, mother will find you a servant, will you be satisfied?"
It just so happened that the girl who was sent to get the medicine came back, Shi Qing's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he kicked Jiang Bieyu's leg again.
"Go get it and give me medicine."
Jiang Bieyu was a little surprised that the young master just didn't confess him, and he was even more surprised that he could still ask him to take medicine without holding any grudges.
But he still obediently stepped forward and picked up this small and delicate bottle from the tray.
At first glance, this bottle was fired from a good kiln. The whole body is jade white, exquisitely carved, and there are beautiful paintings on the bottle. Such a bottle might sell for at least ten taels outside.
But here in Shiqing, it's just a bottle for medicine.
He took the medicine, turned around and came to the side of the couch. It would be distasteful for his slender long hand to fall on the hem of his clothes, but his icy hand was held back by a pair of soft little hands.
The owner of the soft and tender hand is holding his hand while raising his eyes, a delicate and beautiful face, full of embarrassment and arrogance:
"I'm taking medicine, you women, don't watch here."
The more Mrs. Shi looked, the more she thought her son was funny, and couldn't help laughing: "Can't you just put the curtain down? We won't open the curtain to see."
"That doesn't work, that's different. What if any of you really open the curtain to see me."
His life and death to maintain his "innocence" really made Mrs. Shi's heart soften, thinking that her son was funny and funny.
She has always been doting again, and now she asks: "Okay, then let's go behind the screen and not see my brother clearly."
"No, isn't it still the room behind the screen?"
Shi Qing still didn't agree, and asked very confidently: "You guys get out of the house."
If this was someone else's house, it would be strange if the son asked his mother to wait outside, and he wasn't scolded to death.
But unfortunately, this is Shijia.
Mrs. Shi is also a mother who has always followed her son unconditionally.
She didn't think it was her son's disobedience at all, and agreed with a smile: "Okay, I'll take them outside."
It's really a big child, and I'm ashamed of my mother.
Mrs. Shi smiled and took the girls out.
For a while, only Shi Qing and Jiang Bieyu were left in the room.
Jiang Bieyu carefully put the medicine bottle aside, because of his previous idea, the hem of his clothes should not be raised. Although he was only applying medicine, he was a little unclear in his heart, and his face was still expressionless. It looked like he reached out his hand to lift Shiqing's clothes, but was opened by the young master.
He raised his eyes, just in time to meet the young master's round eyes: "What are you doing?"
Jiang Bieyu picked up the small medicine bottle and showed it to him: "Apply the medicine."
"What kind of medicine was given, or it was just sitting for a while, and it was painful for a while."
When Shi Qing got up, he kicked him again, and squeamishly accused him: "Look at you, you are also a shrewd person. If my leg really hurts like that, how can I still kick you."
He swaggered to the front of the cabinet, rummaged for a while in the quilt put in the quilt, found a small wooden box, and took it out.
After opening it, the neatly arranged silver coins fell into the eyes of the two of them.
Jiang Bieyu watched as Shi Qing took out the purse again, and after stuffing the money in it, he hung the purse around his waist contentedly, and put the wooden box inside.
From his careful and skilled movements, Jiang Bieyu can roughly guess that this is probably Shi Qing's "private money".
After taking the money, Shi Qing looked outside again, and saw that Mrs. Shi was leading the girls in the yard, and then came down, avoiding the window and sneaking to the other side of the room.
When he arrived, he opened the window again.
There is a bamboo forest outside. Shi's father heard that scholars like to live in the bamboo forest, so he specially found someone to plant it here, just to nurture Shiqing's talent in reading.
It's a pity that it's winter and the twelfth lunar month, and the bamboo forest looks very deserted.
Jiang Bieyu stayed where he was, watching the young master stick his head out of the window, look left and right, and then turned around and waved to himself after making sure that no one was there.
He whispered like a thief: "Come here."
Jiang Bieyu walked forward obediently.
"Shhhhhhhhh!!"
The young master's eyes widened again, and he hurriedly made several actions to stop him: "Don't go directly like this, they will see it outside, just like I did just now, hurry up!"
The man bent down silently and walked forward in this somewhat comical gesture.
It's the same sentence, if I let him walk like this before, it would be better to kill him.
But after Shi Qing first "led by example", walking like this doesn't seem to feel so humiliated.
Young Master YouQi didn't even look at how he walked. After calling him, he kept staring at the outside.
Jiang Bieyu quickly arrived at Shi Qing's side.
The laziness on the young master's face turned into excitement, pulling his sleeves and whispering the plan:
"There are no people around this bamboo forest. After passing through the bamboo forest, passing through the garden, passing through the rockery, and finally passing through a lotus pond, you can finally reach the yard, you know?"
Jiang Bieyu nodded silently.
He heard it, the young master was planning to sneak out of the house.
only…
When Shiqing left the house, why did he take him with him
The man gave a complicated look at the young master who was excited because he was about to sneak out.
At this moment, the young master is raising one leg with difficulty regardless of his image, carefully hugging the bottom of the window, and turning it out.
Outside, Mrs. Shi felt that it was almost time, and shouted loudly, "Brother Qing, are you okay? But the medicine has been changed? Mother is going in."
"not yet!!"
Shi Qing was not in a hurry or panic, and replied again: "I just wiped one leg, and there is another leg."
As he said that, he turned the other leg over and jumped lightly to the ground.
He jumped, then turned around with a smug smile and waved at Jiang Bieyu;
"What are you doing, come down quickly."
It was the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, and the bamboo forest that had a good mood outside was also a little gray, and the warm sunlight did not feel warm on people at all.
However, the young master, who was carefully and delicately raised all over his body, was just there, with a pure smile on his fair little face.
The sun shone on his face, lining his eyes with a little light.
Jiang Bieyu looked at this scene and was a little stunned.
He was struggling in the abyss, and the people he saw, whether they were in the abyss or those who looked down at him from a high place, were very unbearable.
The subordinates who stepped on the ground and held high, the concubines who did anything to win favor, and the brothers who seemed bright and beautiful in front of their elders, but in fact they went outside to spend all kinds of fun and take pleasure in the humiliation of others.
Now recalling the past, there is only Shi Qing, both outside and inside are the same pure.
Whether it's facing the elders in the family, the young masters outside, or him, it's all the same.
Pride, but wanton.
Such Shi Qing actually made Jiang Bieyu wonder if it was Jiang Liye who forced him to whip him that day.
After all, he was so kind to girls who, as servants, should be considered very despicable in the eyes of young masters.
-Snapped!
A dry lump of mud hit Jiang Bieyu.
Pulled him back from those thoughts.
In front of him was the young master with a frowning delicate brow and a sullen expression on his face. He was scolding him in a low voice that could not be softer for the people of Hecheng;
"What are you still doing, didn't you hear me letting you down? If it wasn't for the sake of you being the Jiang family, I wouldn't take you with me!"
Looking at the fierce young master in front of him, the man threw away all those thoughts with a blank expression, propped up the window sill with his right hand, and jumped out of the room very easily.
His simple and handsome action made the young master a little envious and jealous, and he kicked him again hatefully.
"There aren't any pretty women here, so I don't know who to show off to."
Jiang Bieyu pursed his lips and saw the envy in Shiqing's eyes.
He thought for a while, and replied in a hoarse voice, "I'll teach you next time."
"Am I using you as a prostitute to teach? If there is another time, you will jump over first, and then carry me down, you know?"
The young master snorted coldly, turned around and walked forward first.
Jiang Bieyu followed behind him.
But in my mind, I remembered the picture of Shiqing turning over the window just now.
He was born delicate and had no strength at all. He even kicked people gently. When he opened the window, he naturally had no strength.
So I can only lean on the window so carefully, like a little turtle, turning over to one side with difficulty, and then to the other side.
That pitiful and cute little appearance really doesn't look like the arrogant look that he threw a whip on him before.
However, he is.
Shi Qing had some pitiful scenes, but those scenes, being seen by his servant, would only make him feel embarrassed.
The young master in front took two steps to see that he was not following, turned around again, and scolded again angrily:
"Why are you so stupid, didn't I hear when I told you to follow me?"
Jiang Bieyu responded in a low voice and followed.
The young master was arrogant, and his soft tone was full of arrogance and pride: "You remember what I told you in the room just now, right? I'll go to Jiang Liye and the others later, and you are my prostitution boy. , I want you to sit on my lap after a while, you just sit, but you can't really sit on my lap."
This requirement is also somewhat self-exclusive.
Jiang Bieyu actually understood, but Shi Qing was afraid that he didn't understand, so he pulled him to cover it up; "Do you know how to squat? In those actors, martial arts masters always have to squat before they want to practice martial arts."
The man who had practiced martial arts with the martial arts master quietly at the joint couldn't help but correct his mistakes: "Zamabu."
"Yes, Zamabu, as long as you know it." The young master nodded and patted Jiang Bieyu seriously: "I want you to sit on my lap in a while, you will appear to be sitting, but in fact you are At Zamabu, you can't really sit, understand?"
Jiang Bieyu nodded.
He didn't ask why he couldn't really sit down, after all the pitiful vibrato when Shiqing sat down was still in his ears.
The young master was still muttering: "And you have to give me a hug in front of them, little bird."
Jiang Bieyu: "... Little Bird Yiren?"
Shi Qing looked at him in surprise: "You don't even know Xiaoniaoyiren? Just be nice and obedient in front of me, if I kiss you, you should be kissed by me obediently, I hug you, you Just be hugged by me."
Of course Jiang Bieyu knew what Xiaoniaoyiren meant. After all, there were many concubines of Xiaoniaoyiren in the yard of the second master of the Jiang family.
But the problem is, he also knows what he is like.
He looks like this, Xiaoniaoyiren
Seeing that he didn't seem to understand, the young master was impatient, and pulled him to try to demonstrate: "Come here and put your head in my arms."
Jiang Bieyu: "..."
The man was silent for a few seconds, and then slowly lowered his head when Shi Qing was impatient and kicked him softly.
His head finally fell on the shoulders of the young master.
The height difference is really impossible to go further down.
"Why are you so useless?"
The little young master complained angrily and irritably, and went to hold Jiang Bieyu's hand again, shaking his soft little hand: "You have to put your hand on me, and you have to show that you are very dependent on my actions, you know. "
Jiang Bieyu: "..."
He still raised his hand obediently.
In the end, the slender hand fell on Shi Qing's waist.
Just through the clothes, he pinched his slender waist.
Because of the too close movement, he could even feel the temperature coming from Shi Qing's body, and the skin under his clothes that seemed to be delicate and tender no matter where it was.
The young master was still unsatisfied while being pinched by his waist, while thinking: "No, I don't think this is close enough."
He forcibly crossed his legs between the man's legs.
Now, the two are really close.
But for Jiang Bieyu, the closeness was a bit too much.
At the age of eighteen, he was full of vitality.
Before, just watching Shi Qing eat cloud cake, he could accidentally raise his clothes.
What's more, Shi Qing said that he wanted him to be a little bird, but in fact, the young master gave him all his arms.
The man's throat was covered by the young master's clothes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes dropped slightly, and he looked at Shi Qing's slender neck.
Bai Shengsheng was tender and tender, just like any other part of his body.
Is it just a light touch.
That white piece can turn bright red with the master's panting.
Jiang Bieyu narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly approached the neck.
Shi Qing suddenly raised his head, turned his face, and pouted at the man's cold cheek.
"Chirp!"
A crisp sound.
The young master took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth, looked at the already stiff man with satisfaction, and patted his elastic again:
"Not bad, just do it like this, now you're a prostitution."
The author has something to say: Six thousand one!
In the next world, I would like to write about a straight man who is irritable and has a high force value, but the attack value is higher than the force value of the force. On the surface, the attack is the subordinate of the Shou (little brother), but at night, he has a face of unwillingness. Grumpy abs, straight guy, so what
However, Shi Xiaoqing is so rude, and it is very difficult to write him as a straight man, and according to the settings, every world attack is hated at the beginning, and they are all hated. Why do you want that, eh, It's hard to write
Some random little angels will send red envelopes, good night!
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