Su An has changed a lot now. His brows and eyes seemed to have been watered, and he was beautiful and fragrant. The youth was slender, without losing his handsomeness and youthfulness. In addition to the lingering spring, he was much more silent and sad than before.
People can see that he has a lot of juvenile worries, and such a change not only makes people feel distressed, but also makes people's evil thoughts rise, so that he wants to be full of sorrows and full of sweet things, don't Think of others, think only of yourself.
He Xiran's eyes made Cheng Suan feel very frightened, and his trembling speed became much faster. After He Xiran waited for him to drink the water, he asked patiently, "Are you hungry?"
Su An was trembling, feeling that his state was not right, "I'm not hungry."
"Then let's take a shower," He Xiran circled his sleeves, and circled the left and right sides flatly up three times, "You just happened to touch other dirty things."
"?" Su An was confused.
He wanted to say that he didn't touch anything dirty, but He Xiran walked straight to the bathroom, and Su An hurriedly said, "I can do it myself."
When he sees this bathroom now, he is both in love and afraid, and he can't help but show a look of horror. One can imagine how ecstasy the first experience here was.
He Xiran has already started pouring water into the bathtub, "Come here."
Su An was stripped naked by him and placed in the bathtub. He Xiran bent over to take things. Compared with Su An, his shirt and vest were still neat, as if he could get away for a meeting at any time.
"He Xiran," the child in the bathtub hugged him shiveringly, "what are you doing?"
"You're dirty," He Xiran finally picked out a fragrant shower gel, took out Su An's arm from the water, and the creamy orange lotion was squeezed out in a long straight line, "It needs a good wash."
Su An: "???"
So where am I dirty
Dare to say I'm dirty, good man, I'll make a note for you in a small notebook.
Su An's body was covered with foam. He Xiran took it slow, careful not to miss a corner, and kneaded and slid down with his fingers. After every skin on Su An's body was washed clean, he The movements gently flush out the foam, introduce new water, and do it all over again.
The pale and elegant hands "worth ten thousand gold" showed no signs of impatience, repeating the same movement, Su An's skin became redder and redder under the hot water and scrubbing, and finally felt a little tingling.
Su An avoided his hand, "It's been washed!"
He Xiran's expression was focused, like a maintenance worker repairing machinery in a factory. If it wasn't for the bulge under him, Su An really thought that he was no longer attractive in his eyes.
He Xiran injected new water again and washed Su An for the fourth time leisurely, "No."
Cheng Suan sobbed: "You are too much," raised her slender arm in front of him, "Obviously it has been washed clean."
He Xiran: "It's still dirty."
I don't know how many times she was washed, but when Su An was carried back to the bedroom, her skin was blood red, and her breath was hot. He wrapped his arms loosely on He Xiran's back, slipped several times due to weakness, and was picked up and put away by He Xiran.
Su An unconsciously sucked the cold air from him against He Xiran. He Xiran hugged him and sat down with his hand on his back to reassure him, "Do you know what's wrong?"
Su An whimpered.
He Xiran touched the back of his neck and combed his dripping hair, "Cheng Suan, don't touch other men when you follow me."
Su An suddenly remembered the time at the door of the school's music classroom. He also easily broke the piano and told Su An to follow me. Really from the beginning to the end, the possessiveness gradually emerged.
Can't help but feel a chill, Su An buried in He Xi Ran's neck "woo" in response.
He Xiran: "Huh?"
"I didn't touch it," Su An felt aggrieved, "I didn't touch anyone else."
"You touched it," He Xiran's long fingers passed through Su An's hair, touched his forehead, and sighed, "You still don't know what's wrong."
Su An was stunned and touched his forehead. He seemed to be leaning on his classmate's back before
He Xiran's cold kiss fell on Su An's ear, "Pick up the bathrobe, uncle will teach you a lesson."
Su An: "..."
So why wear it just now
Su An lay on the bed for a whole day, living the life of a young master who was hugged when he opened his mouth to go to the toilet. When he got out of bed the next day, he saw a dozen or so tutors who came to apply for the job standing in the living room.
He Xiran is sitting on the sofa, his long legs are crossed, his black hair seems to be longer, the tail of his hair covers his neck, and the hair on his forehead is curly and elegant, like a thin and charming gentleman in movies and TV shows.
The tutor in front of him nervously chatted with him one by one. He Xiran nodded occasionally. Most of the time, he was critical and indifferent, and directly rejected the candidates.
It was exactly the same as when Su An first saw him.
Su An's eyes twitched, the footsteps increased, and she asked as if she didn't wake up, "Uncle, who are they?"
The people in the living room looked at him, He Xiran beckoned, Su An obediently walked to his side, and was dragged into his arms by him.
Several tutors were stunned, and their expressions stabilized in time.
"They are the teachers for you," He Xiran kissed Su An's head and said slowly, "I will teach you directly at home in the future."
Su An was stunned, knowing that resisting He Xiran would only go too far, so she said softly, "Uncle, I don't want to study at home."
Why did He Xiran have the same idea as Shen Changxiu? Do old men want to turn people into canaries when they are in love
He Xiran was more ruthless than Shen Changxiu. As if he didn't hear Su An's words, he pointed at the three of them, "You stay here and start teaching today."
The three governesses brought the materials with them, and when they heard the words, they responded, "Okay, Mr. He, we are going to prepare now."
Su An was stunned, he couldn't help pulling He Xi Ran's sleeve behind him, "Uncle."
Anxious, "I—"
He Xiran patted Su An and asked him to eat, "You still have an hour to rest."
Su An stayed for a while, "The school?"
"It's time for leave," He Xiran came from behind. "Before the college entrance examination, you just need to stay here."
Su An: "..." Smile reluctantly.
There are many rooms in the villa, and He Xiran even called in a few servants. The blackboard is clean and the sun is shining, sitting on a sofa and a large desk, with fruit and milk at hand.
The treatment was much better than in school. Su An lowered her head and clasped her fingers, responding to the teacher's interaction with silence.
The tutor He Xiran invited was not simple. Seeing that Su An ignored him, he continued to talk with a smile on his face.
In the evening, the tutor packed up, went to the studio to find He Xiran, and said euphemistically, "Mr. He, Cheng seems to be very repelled by the way of teaching at home."
He Xiran is painting a portrait, and the thumb and index finger are holding the pen diagonally from below, dealing with the most graceful and beautiful hazy feeling of the lace gauze, "He doesn't like it, then change it."
The tutor was stunned and felt that he did not understand the meaning of this sentence, "I'm sorry, what do you mean?"
He Xiran put down the pencil, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, the smoke sprayed onto the painting, and the long lace dress on the portrait was immortal, "You won't be here tomorrow."
The servant invited the governess out, and the next day changed three other teachers. Su An was surprised, and slowly sat down on his seat.
Today's three teachers are more careful and attentive than yesterday's three teachers. The lectures are very interesting. Su An's ears are pricked up, and with her strong willpower, she pretends to be "I'm uncomfortable, I'm negative, I don't want to listen to the class".
Su An was like this for several days in a row. The days when he could only be active in the villa made his beautiful eyes more and more dull, and the freshness of his flesh gradually disappeared. When he modeled for He Xiran, He Xiran held up a pen for a long time.
Until this night, He Xiran threw Su An a long lace dress and gave Su An a choice, "Put it on and take you to sketch tomorrow."
Su An's eyes lit up, "Go out?"
He Xiran: "Well."
Without any hesitation, Su An was about to take off his short sleeves. He Xiran took his hand and sighed, "Change tomorrow."
"Okay," Su An immediately nodded, then hesitated for a while, stretched out his arms around He Xi Ran's neck, rubbed his face against him, and said in a low voice, "Uncle, you are so kind."
He Xiran responded again, wrapping his arms around his waist, and a slight smile could not help showing a face that had been expressionless for several days.
The next day was sunny, He Xiran was sitting in the driver's seat, and Su An was sitting in the co-pilot wearing a lace dress.
He Xiran's drawing tools were placed in the trunk, and the only circled sketch was placed in the back seat. Su An opened it and saw that the golden sunlight was shining on the face of the person in the painting through the car window. Su An whispered "Ah", "This?"
The person in the painting is him, wearing a lace gauze dress sitting in the grass, smiling brightly against the background of blue sky and white clouds. The picture is very agile, at first glance like a girl, but with a flexible body and a flat chest, it is clearly a boy.
Su An grabbed the edge of her skirt, her face reddened silently.
He Xiran glanced at him sideways and narrowed his eyes, "Su An."
Su An obediently stepped forward and hugged him and kissed him on the mouth, looked at the man's expression, carefully stuck out his tongue, and slid into He Xi Ran's lips tremblingly.
With 30 seconds left at the red light, He Xiran calmly allowed Su An to take the initiative, but the inexperienced child didn't know what to do.
He Xiran's hand gently lifted the skirt, Su An's eyelids jumped, and he squeezed his hand, "Uncle, the green light is coming."
He Xiran regretted withdrawing his hand, and finally took a bite on Su An's neck vein, stepped on the accelerator and left.
When getting off the car, Su An put on a wide sun hat well, lowered his head and was led by He Xiran to the park.
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The dress on his body reached the ground, and there was a wig around his hat. He looked like a tall girl and didn't attract many people's attention.
Su An accompanied He Xiran to sketch for three hours. When it was almost noon, Su An blushed and whispered, "Uncle, I want to go to the toilet."
He Xiran raised his eyes to look at him, Su An ran over to hug him, kissed him actively, and gave him a sweet kiss, "Uncle, I'll go back quickly, it only takes ten minutes."
"Eight minutes," He Xiran raised his watch and glanced at the time, "but you only have six minutes to go back and forth."
After he finished speaking, he held down Su An's neck and kissed it dully and fiercely. For two minutes, when he let go of Su An, Su An's wig was already scattered, and the water in his eyes was alluring.
He Xiran said hoarsely, "Go."
"Okay," Su An smiled shyly at him and said softly, "Goodbye uncle."
Shen Changxiu was also wearing a black riding suit, and the tailored haute couture set off his figure like a knight under a Western European helmet. One of his slender hands rested lightly on Su An's shoulders and folded it easily, "An An," looked down at Su An with his head down, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, "Who are you looking at?"
"Look at the man who just rode," Cheng Suan smiled embarrassedly, "that man looks really good."
When facing Shen Changxiu, Su An was always nervous. The feelings Shen Changxiu and Chu He brought him were actually very different, but the occasional clues always gave Su An a deja vu feeling of depression.
That is like Chu He, but not like Chu He.
"My equestrian skills are also good," Shen Changxiu smiled, "No one is born to be able to ride a horse, An Ando just needs to practice."
Two horses were ahead, the more docile one was for Su An. With the help of the coach at the racecourse, Su An got on the horse, and the coach hurriedly said, "Hold on!" and ran to the front to lead the horse.
After being led for a few steps, Su An gradually relaxed. In the distance there was a faint greenery, and Su An asked curiously, "Is there a forest outside the racecourse?"
The coach of the racecourse explained it skillfully, "It's a forest, but it's an artificially planted forest. It's connected to the racecourse. Some guests feel that the racecourse is boring, and they can run for a couple of laps in the forest."
Su An: "That requires good riding skills, right?"
"It's good to be familiar with it," the coach of the racecourse adjusted his direction. "It may not be suitable for you to go in for the first time. It is enough to come a few more times. Basically, those who dare to run in have a certain foundation. If you are curious, I can pull it out. I'll take you in for a walk."
Su An grabbed the horse rope and shook his head, "It's good to be here."
Along the way, Su An and Shen Changxiu chatted for a few days, and Shen Changxiu was not leaking, and almost didn't let Su An get any useful information. Su An sighed that Shen Changxiu was difficult, and suddenly asked, "Brother-in-law, how did you and sister meet?"
Shen Changxiu squinted his eyes, as if he was reminiscing, and after a long time he was not sure: "It should be at a banquet."
Scumbag, you fucking forget about it.
Su An: "Did brother-in-law fall in love with sister at first sight?"
Shen Changxiu smiled without saying a word.
Cheng Suan blinked, "Brother-in-law?"
"Su Qing is very beautiful," Shen Changxiu said slowly, "many people will treat her favorably because of her looks."
Just a bit of a bad character.
Stupid, greedy, selfish. But Shen Changxiu didn't seem to be doing anything wrong. The more Cheng Suqing was like this, the easier it was to be obedient.
He changed the subject: "An An, can you run twice?"
Su An accompanied Shen Changxiu around twice, and kept bringing the topic to Cheng Suqing and his ex-wife. Not much was found. He was dry and sweaty from the sun.
In the end, I couldn't hold it anymore, so I dismounted and ran into the lounge to replenish water and rest.
After a while, the door of the lounge was pushed open, Su An looked up, and someone else came in.
The man was still steaming with steam, and his steps were hurried. He took off his gloves and unbuttoned his clothes with no expression on his face. The blood-red tattoo on his pale neck spread upward, and it looked like a living thing after being stained with sweat.
Why is He Xiran again.
Su An stepped back, hiding behind the staff.
He Xiran sweated a lot, and her hair was wet with sweat. It can be seen that He Xiran is not a vampire. Where can a vampire come here to cool down like a stove
Suddenly a cautious thought appeared, could it be a mutant in vampires
The staff hurriedly brought ice water and towels. Su An had enough rest. He didn't really want to see He Xiran when he was unprepared. His eyes lit up and he said loudly, "Little classmate Cheng Suan?"
He Xiran heard the words and immediately looked at Su An with a burst of heat. The gray-green in his eyes was evaporated by a thin mist, and he accurately captured Su An in the crowd.
"Hello, Mr. He," Su An walked out from behind the staff, smiling awkwardly but politely, "Hello assistant uncle."
"Hello, little classmate," the assistant looked at him up and down in surprise, "I didn't expect to meet you here. The little classmate looks really good after wearing the riding suit, right boss?"
Su An smiled embarrassedly, and out of the corner of his eye glanced at He Xiran.
He Xiran closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa, "Go get me a pack of cigarettes."
The assistant shrugged and left, and the staff in the lounge followed. In a blink of an eye, there were only two of them left in the lounge.
In the quiet room, He Xiran's breathing sounded slightly heavier than usual. Su An paused, walked to He Xiran, bent down, and softened her voice, "Mr. He, did you and my brother-in-law wrap the entire racecourse?"
There were only He Xiran and Shen Changxiu in the entire racecourse. In addition, He Xiran called Shen Changxiu yesterday, and Shen Changxiu's face was slightly gloomy. Su An felt that there was a high probability that He Xiran had used some means to force Shen Changxiu to accept him. on the same horse farm.
He Xiran is a painter and Shen Changxiu is a businessman, but He Xiran is more than a simple painter now.
He Xi Ran still closed his eyes and hummed casually.
Su An's voice was mixed with honey, each word was sweeter than the other, "The tone of voice I spoke to you yesterday was not good, Mr. He, don't be angry."
He Xiran's chest rose and fell quietly, if it wasn't still alive, he would have thought it was a corpse.
Su An continued to speak, her eyes trembled, and she looked a little uneasy, "After you said something like that to me on the rooftop, I was a little scared... This kind of thing is unusual, and my brother-in-law is usually gentle, not like you said that Is there any misunderstanding between the two of you?"
He Xiran said lightly, "He told you that I am sick."
"..." Su An was speechless. Shen Changxiu said something like this, and he was suspected of lying, but, "Mr. He, take the liberty to ask, what kind of medicine did you take in the studio earlier?"
He Xiran raised her eyes, her eyelids fluttered, "You don't believe me."
Cheng Suan closed his mouth.
You are an unfamiliar outsider, why ask others to listen to you instead of listening to your brother-in-law
The assistant knocked on the door and came in with a pack of cigarettes. He Xiran calmly took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. The smoke was sprayed on Su An's face. Su An was choked and coughed softly, sniffled, and took a step back.