There are many treasures in this country

, Natural joy is boundless: "Everyone's words are very reasonable, very reasonable, devout to the Tao, no matter where you are, it is the same when you go home and meditate."

Xiao Suo was impatient, he really didn't have time to chat with him, so he sent someone to stay and watch him divide things and repair the house, and then took him away.

When Shen Yan went out, he passed by the crowd, saw one of the most handsome among them, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you Ah Qing?"

"Poverty and dust-free." The villain looks decent and bows to him, "The common name is Lu Yunqing, and my seniors often call me Ah Qing."

You kid, you have some skills. "

After finishing speaking, he jumped down the steps in one step, rushing to hug Shengsheng: "Come and give it to me, he is heavier than before now, you can't hold him when you go down the mountain."

"Don't touch me!" Xiao Dubao broke away from him angrily, and strode towards the mountain road.

Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, wondering why the fire had burned himself: "I didn't offend you, it was that cunning Taoist priest who did something good, why are you angry with me?"

"Hmph." Xiao Suo turned his face away, and carefully stepped down a step.

"Look, don't fall, it's easy to go up the mountain and hard to go down, you know that?" Shen Yan supported him salivatingly, and asked tentatively, "Should I ask the imperial physician first?"

One word reminded Xiao Suo, he stopped and turned around, and told Shen San'er: "You have time to go, go down first, don't follow me, hurry up and go to Zhuoyang to invite Wang Taiyi."

Shen San'er responded "Yes", jumped down several times like an ape, and disappeared halfway up the mountain in a moment.

"It's still thoughtful of you." Shen Yan hurriedly flattered, "Wang Youcheng was the head of the former imperial hospital, and now the head of the imperial hospital, Zhong Ming, is his apprentice, and his medical skills are naturally superb. Let's divide our troops into two groups. When we get home, San'er will probably also take him Please come."

Xiao Suo kept ignoring him, and walked down with difficulty step by step.

Shen Yan made fun of himself, rubbed his nose, and silently supported him.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, he pulled the carriage over on the eleventh morning, Xiao Suo went up with his arms in his arms, and called his name with a sad face, but the person in his arms never responded.

"He knows he's dissatisfied, so it's useless for you to shout." After Shen Yan finished speaking, he gave him a slap in the face, curled his lips and said, "I don't see you caring so much about me."

"You still say it!" Xiao Suo immediately took the bait, finally willing to talk to him, "It's all your fault, otherwise how could Disheng be like this."

Shen Yan was more wronged than Dou E, leaning on the car window and said: "How can you blame me, I didn't know it would happen, the old Taoist said it clearly, I also sent the old housekeeper to watch it, it is indeed endless. If he hadn't said that parents and relatives should not come, I would have to come and see in person to be at ease."

"That's your fault, anyway, it's your fault."

The status of the family is clear at a glance.

Shen Yan said aggrievedly: "Blame me, blame me, it's all my fault, our Dubao won't be angry anymore."

Xiao Suo rolled his eyes at him and ignored him.

Soon, the carriage arrived at the destination, and there were servants waiting in line in front of the mansion.

Xiao Suo was dragged out of the car by Shen Yan, walked into the bedroom surrounded by everyone, took off the tattered clothes that Shi Sheng was wearing, pulled back the warm quilt and stuffed him in.

Li Taiyi has already arrived at the mansion, he and Xiao Suo are old acquaintances, Shen Yan's old wounds are taken care of by him all the year round, so there is no need to greet each other when they meet.

He looked at Shisheng, and said bluntly: "If you have a fever, you should put a cold veil on your forehead, and it doesn't have to be too thick."

Xiao Suo took the handkerchief handed over by the maid, and put it on Tisheng's forehead according to his words, and said: "Please ask the imperial doctor to check his pulse quickly, to see if it's all right."

"Everyone don't have to worry." The old doctor twirled his beard with his left hand, felt his veins with his right hand, and said after a while, "It's okay, it's just typhoid fever. The young master is usually weak and full of energy and blood. Body. The cold air comes from the soles of the feet, so it is not a serious illness. If you disperse two doses of pills, you will be cured."

"Thank you, Imperial Physician, I will trouble you to grab the medicine yourself." Disheng was weak since he was a child, and the medicinal materials always kept at home were the best ones Shen Yan sent people to sell from all over the world. Most of them are in their own homes.

Physician Wang waved his hand: "My lord, you don't need to be polite," and brought someone down to grab the medicine.

Shen Yan met him at the door, greeted him with a smile, entered the door and said, "Go and rest, I'll watch over him."

"No, I have been watching over Disheng's illness since he was a child, so I don't want to go." Xiao Suo rubbed his eyes wearily, seeing that it was getting dark outside, he told him: "You send someone Fei Ge to Zhuoyang, and tell the old housekeeper to look after him. Huaiyu, tell her not to come back these few days, lest she get sick."

"Does it need to be said, I have sent Shen San'er to go already, so don't worry about it, go to dinner."

Xiao Suo nodded, leaned into his arms, said: "I can't eat, and I don't know when he woke up, it's all my fault, I shouldn't let him go to the Taoist temple."

As soon as the words fell, Eleven held the tray and brought the medicine in.

Shen Yan took the bowl, lifted the villain's head, and let Xiao Suo feed him down spoon by spoon.

After taking the medicine, Disheng fell asleep even more deeply, and a layer of sweat slowly appeared on his body, which wet the little Yuebai coat.

Xiao Suo changed his clothes, slept on the imperial concubine chair that Shen Yan ordered someone to carry over, and stayed there all night.

In the afternoon of the next day, Di Shengfang woke up groggy, opened his eyes and saw a familiar face, and cried out with a "Hang".

Shen Yan took care of the business and hadn't come back yet. There were only Xiao Suo and the two children in the room. He picked him up, sneaked a few tears, and coaxed: "Be good, let's go home. Daddy is here." .”

"Father...Father." Di Sheng called him tenderly, "Where's Ah Qing?"

"Ah Qing?" Xiao Suo was startled, then remembered the little radish head on the mountain, and said clearly: "Ah Qing is still watching, don't worry about him, he is fine, but you, risk your life to save others I almost passed away, you know?"

Disheng blinked his eyes, pouted and said: "Although his family is a wealthy family, but in Meng'anzhou, Lideyi... nothing, no one to take care of him, it is very hard. I am a senior brother, didn't daddy say... Do you want to respect the old and love the young?"

"You are always the reason, you are really a little person." Xiao Suo nodded his forehead affectionately, and asked softly: "After sleeping for so long, are you hungry? Tell daddy what you want to eat, your daddy will go to Yunzhong Inn to ask for it." You love pickled fresh meat, they cook it the most authentic, better than our cooks, do you want to get up and eat some?"

"Yes." Di Sheng smiled and lowered his head, allowing him to dress himself up, and was carried down by Xiao Suo.

When Shen Yan came back, he saw one big and one young having dinner in the house, and two large braziers with three-legged elephant trunks were burning on the ground, burning warmly, as if they were in a spring day.

The sky outside was gloomy, he brushed off the floating snow on his body, and said with a smile: "At least I woke up, but I was scared to death by your father Baoer!"

Xiao Suo stared at him, seeing that his face turned red, and he said with a smile: "Father made fun of the child."

"Don't make fun of me, Dad is telling the truth." Shen Yan took off his coat and washed his hands, grabbed the steamed buns and stuffed them into his mouth, "Because of your illness, he ignored me, you said your holy father is suffering?" bitter,"

"You're talking nonsense again." Xiao Suo wiped the corners of Sisheng's mouth, and put a bowl of soup in front of him, "Eat quickly, stop talking nonsense."

Shen Yan picked up the bowl and took a sip, praised: "Mmm - sweet, our Dubaosheng's soup is sweet. Now that Xiao Disheng has recovered, can Mr. Dubao come to my humble house tonight and sleep with me?"

When Di Sheng heard this, he laughed.

Xiao Suo became annoyed, patted him on the back and said, "What nonsense are you talking about in front of the body."

"What's the matter? Dad and dad have a good relationship, isn't it a good thing?" Shen Yan became more and more carried away, "Baji" kissed Du Bao on the cheek, "Don't eat, I'll take you to eat something delicious."

"What are you eating?" Xiao Suo was pulled up by him in a panic, and while walking outside, he told Eleven: "You take care of Mo Sheng, wrap him up tightly, don't—!"

Shen Yan picked up the man, pressed his throbbing arm, and strode towards the main room in stride.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Suo thumped his shoulder feebly, and said out of embarrassment, "Put me down, I'm going to be angry."

"You have a good temper. You used to talk to me like that." Shen Yan slapped him on the buttocks, and said sternly: "Look at how I teach you today, and give you a good boost."

Xiao Suo's arrogance suddenly weakened, and after thinking about it, he retorted unwillingly: "I am the husband, and if I want to cheer up, I should... I should cheer up."

"Ambition is not small. I'll talk about it when I get down on the bed. It's best not to talk back." Shen Yan walked through the verandah, walked to the warm main hall, kicked open the felt curtain behind the door, and slipped in.

"Sit down for me, don't move around." He put Xiao Suo down, walked to the bookshelf to search, and muttered, "It's weird, where did you go?"

Xiao Suo obediently sat by the bed, holding his little white face in both hands, poking his head and asking, "What are you looking for?"

"Book, where did your "University" go?" Shen Yan asked seriously.

"I don't want to play that," Xiao Suo reacted immediately, he has been thinking about it for the past two years, and all he can bear and think about is "University".

Of course he couldn't agree with such an insult to Mr. Wen: "I will definitely not fool around with you."

The addiction in Shen Yan's heart has been aroused, how can he listen to him, he has been extremely restrained in matters of love these years.

The other things are okay, but "University" is of extraordinary significance to him. It is the two days and nights that he used to be with him but was out of reach. , is the trace of melancholy that cannot be grasped after every dream dissipates.

Xiao Suo's heart gradually softened, Nuo Nuo said: "I put it away in the top box."

Shen Yan had no time to guess why he put it away, jumped onto the window sill, lifted a huge wooden box down with one hand, and found the dusty "University" inside.

"It's hidden so secretly, it's so guarded against me." He shook the ashes on the pages of the book, walked to his side, and ordered: "Hold it, don't let it be robbed."

Xiao Suo obeyed the command of the great general, held the book piously, stood up and asked, "Then who will undress me?"

"Of course it's me." Shen Yan blew out the candles outside, put down the crimson-purple curtain, lightly untied the belt, came slowly, pulled the jade hairpin from the back of his head, and said to the long hair scattered all over his shoulders: "I The Dubao is fragrant and soft, far more beautiful and lovely."

"It's all sweet talk." Xiao Suo pursed his lips and lowered his head.

There is the fragrance of daffodils in the room, and the people in front of you are more beautiful than flowers.Shen Yan slowed down his movements narrowly, peeling off his clothes layer by layer, revealing the scenery in the brocade clothes under the lamp.

His complexion is still white, and he has been nourished for a long time in winter, so that his skin is delicate and moist, smooth as fat, crystal clear like jade, shining pink in the streamer.

Shen Yan brushed up his crow-feather-like long hair, stretched out his tongue and licked the back of his neck, gently, coolly, with tiny sparks, enough to make one shiver.

There is a fire in his hand, wherever he touches it, the edges will be scalded, the salt water will be melted, and it will become soft into mud.

Xiao Suo couldn't help being teased like this, his hands and feet were trembling, and he said with a trembling voice: "Go to bed, bed... okay?"

"Okay." Shen Yan's low voice covered the mist, as if it came from a hazy dream, "Dubao go up by himself, hold the book and don't drop it!"

"Myself...well, myself." As if to cheer himself up, Xiao Suo knelt down in the bucket, bent his neck and looked back, seeking his gaze, "You...won't you come?"

Shen Yan lingered on his Bai Shengsheng's buttocks with one hand, and sank his ten fingers into the plump fleshy mound all over his body, patting and saying: "I'm coming, Dubao asked me to come, how can I not come?" ?”

"Aha——Wenyu!" He suddenly took a cornel in his mouth.

The warm lips and teeth were pressed together, the nimble tongue teased, and the sensitive breasts stood up in an instant, like a plum blossom in a rainstorm receiving love and destruction, but he still gnawed and teased in circles.

Xiao Suo bent into a boiled shrimp, his eyes were full of water, and two clear springs looked into his eyes with grievance: "Don't... don't touch that place,"

"Okay, don't touch that place." Shen Yan raised his head, brushed his fingers across his chest, and twisted the other nipple, "touch this place, okay? Hmm?"

"It's not good... Huh..." Xiao Suo sucked his nose, panting rapidly with his mouth open.

Before he could get used to it, Shen Yan stuck his whole body up, using both fingertips, and rubbed the two nipples at the same time, making a pair of small cherries red and swollen like pomegranate seeds: "It's hardened, Baby Du."

"Shen Yan... Wen Yu... Husband, Husband." The blood all over his body rushed to his lower abdomen, Xiao Suo lost all face, and could no longer care about others, "Don't...don't do this, please."

He had lost his helmet and armor to such an extent, but he still held the "University" upright in his hand, as if he was holding his own heart of gold.

Shen Yan carefully traced his auricles, poked the tip of her tongue a little, and got him to struggle once, then bit his ear, and got another struggle, like teasing a fragile little animal.His breathing was extraordinarily heavy, and his breath was full of flames, burning past Xiao Suo's temples and ears, and he laughed at him sullenly: "Well... I ate Xiao Dubao."

"Ah... don't," Xiao Suo closed his eyes embarrassingly, buried his head in the book and sobbed, "Hurry up and lift it, please, don't do this, okay?"

Shen Yan laughed heavily, wrapped his right hand around him and held the little treasure, jokingly said: "It's hard too, you see it is raising its head, it's really a cute treasure."

"Look," he held Gui's body tightly and rolled it up and down a few times, a few traces of crystal clear mucus appeared in the pores, "it's crying."

Xiao Suo was the one who wanted to cry but didn't want to cry, so he didn't care about being ashamed at the moment, and invited him in with his hips: "Would you like me? Okay? Wenyu... Dubao misses you so much,"

"Dubao has to be obedient." Shen Yan suppressed the urgency in his heart, pulled his neck forcibly, and kissed his begonia-colored lips, "you can only give it if you are obedient."

"Dubao has always been obedient...and has always been talkative." When he said the last sentence, he was crying.

As if someone had pinched the tip of Shen Yan's heart, he was so fond of his unique treasure, he opened the lid of the silver box and picked out a large piece of fat on the top of his finger, pulled out his two buttocks, and painted it into the slightly shivering tender red hole middle.

Xiao Suo "hummed" twice, stretched his eyebrows under the comfort of his fingers, and begged greedily: "Don't want this...I want you, I want you."

"Good boy, come to endorse now, and I'll give it to you." Shen Yan held his little hand to turn over the pages of the textbook, rubbing his knee against the place where he wanted to be dissatisfied, and forced him: "Quickly be obedient, and read to me: "The way of university, in Mingming De..."Did you hear that?"

"I... can't do it." Xiao Suo's heart was in the middle of the hurdle, and he really couldn't open his mouth, "Yes, it's insulting to the gentleman...you insult the sages!"

Shen Yan patted his acupuncture point with his already hot meat blade, and said in a moaning voice, "Do you listen? Huh? If you don't listen, you won't go in."

Xiao Suo's insides were itchy unbearably, and his whole body was already ignited by him, but a trace of clarity in his mind was still reminding him - this is "University"!

"Aren't you really going to say it?" Shen Yan pushed into a head, and the soft flesh wrapped around him from all directions in an instant, tightly twisting his extraordinarily amazing meat blade.

The killing on the battlefield decisively used between the beds, and before he could enjoy the short-term satisfaction, Shen Yan pulled it up again.

Shen Yan almost couldn't control it well, and sighed comfortably—extremely happy, his single treasure is really capable.

Xiao Suo is not like him, the emptiness after being temporarily satisfied is even more terrible, he is so anxious that he turns around in a daze, and no longer cares about sages, sages, or standards of etiquette.Suddenly shed two lines of clear tears, and recited: "The way of university lies in Ming Mingde, in being close to the people, in ah..."

Satisfied, Shen Yan stood up and pushed in, pinpointing the sensitive and flirtatious place he was most familiar with, and stabbed vigorously: "Well... so tight, Dubao is not afraid, continue to carry, continue."

"Wuuu..." Xiao Suo cried weakly twice, and continued to recite in a twitching voice: "Being... in the end is the ultimate good, ah... after knowing the end, there is samadhi, umm... sam, s , um...you can calm down after you calm down..."

The bedroom was as quiet as water, only the sound of a cat licking its food lingered on the beams, and Shen Yan's strong body was pressing on him, sparing no effort to whip him.

Shame and lust are entangled in his mind, and there are two sore and swelling stimuli in front of him and behind him. Xiao Suo's soul and body are suddenly separated into two people, one sinks in his caress, and the other sublimates in the stimulation of the senses.

"To know, ah... in, in Gewu... Wuge um... Wuge and then know, know, know... hum... and then Yicheng, Cheng."

Shen Yan was so excited that his two days were flushed, and his unique treasure was holding the sage book at the moment, kneeling under him, reading, begging, and shouting distractedly.

That action was too rough, so that bright red soft flesh turned out from the tiny opening, staining the slightly sour color of his cheeks.

Xiao Suo brows, his heart is tightly frowned, tears glisten, his eyes are wide open and he covers his mouth, rushing forward and backward like a galloping horse, but he can't make a sound after working hard.

The whole figure is suspended in mid-air, unable to go up or down, unable to get loose, wishing it could instantly turn into a cloud and be blown away by the wind, that's all.

Just reluctant.

Shen Yan supported his lower abdomen, propped up his avatar, and pumped the meat knife uninterruptedly, the sound of "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The temperature in the air rose to the peak, like two dry pine trees, they burned vigorously with the spark of a single spark.

Finally, after he entered and exited countless times, Xiao Suo's body froze, and his buttocks clamped him tightly and twitched.

The white turbidity was sprayed on the light gauze that had been dropped by the snow exhibition week, and it was dyed with speckled traces, just like the plum blossoms falling on the ground outside.

Exhausted, Xiao Suo leaned against the wall and fell limply.His eyes were filled with big balls of light, and the overwhelming pleasure roared and swept over again, draining all his strength.

Holding his snow-white buttocks, Shen Yan let out the torrent that was on the verge of breaking out, bent over to pick him up, and kissed the center of his brow like a dragonfly.

"Dubao is so cute."

After hastily cleaning it up, he carefully put him into his arms, patted his back, and fell asleep hugging each other in the sweetness of the room.

The night is so long.

The night is so short.

After Dizhu recovered from a serious illness, Shen Yan did not let him go back, but detained him at home on the grounds of teaching him martial arts to strengthen his body.

It was a sunny day, the sky was clear, there was no wind and no snow.

The ice hangings under the porch "tick-tick-tick" dripping water, like listening to the rain in the dark, which has a special feeling.

Xiao Suo was lying in the rocking chair, covered with the black fur that Shen Yan seized in Tu Shan country, the warm sunlight shone on his Bai Zhe's thin skin, the color was almost transparent and could be broken by blowing bullets.

Seeing that he was so comfortable, Shen Yan couldn't help feeling envious in his heart, and ordered Huaiyu and Disheng to walk up to his side, and asked, "Are you comfortable?"

"It's blocking my light." Xiao Suo squinted his eyes and tugged at his cuff, "Move."

"This is General Ben's reclining chair." He hugged the man and usurped the seat, pressed Xiao Suo lying on his body, covered him with fur and said, "This is General Ben's unique treasure."

There were two faint laughs from the yard, dissatisfied with who it was, and only heard: "Don't move, you move first!"

The glorious chimney wall moved to the tiles, and with the years, it slipped away quietly.