My lord, you have to be good

Li Zhou smiled warmly, "If you don't like it, I won't eat it. I'm not used to Mr. Liang's stink."

Shen Xing tilted his head to look at him blankly, shocked by his smile, he nodded foolishly, "En."

The two entered the noodle shop, Shen Xing embarrassedly circled his fingers to cover his swollen eyeballs from crying, and covered them all the way to the seat.

Li Zhouwen wiped the stool for him, and before Shen Xing sat down, Li Zhouwen couldn't help but secretly pinched his little one.

butt.

Shen Xing's body stiffened, he pretended to be nonchalant, ordered a bowl of noodles, lowered his head and started to eat quietly.

However, Li Zhouwen didn't know what to eat, he thought to himself, after seeing each other for a day, the hand feeling of Shen Xing's place was still so good, I dare say that this thing can't get worse because of bad food.

He thought about it, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The two had their own concerns, and ate a meal for a long time.

After the shop waiter refilled several cups of tea, Li Zhouwen stood up, "Let's go, Mr. Shen."

Shen Xing followed Li Zhouwen obediently, and Li Zhouwen sent him all the way to the gate of the Liang Mansion. Shen Xing bit his lip and called him, "Lord Li."

Li Zhouwen replied in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

"You... um..." Shen Xing blinked, "Going back to the residence?"

Li Zhouwen shook his head, "I'll send the things back to Shen's residence first, then we'll talk."

"Oh." Shen Xing lowered his head, his face twisted into a ball, "I want to go with you."

"Don't." Li Zhouwen hurriedly stopped, "My ancestor Shen, please don't cry anymore, if you continue like this until the funeral, your eyes will go blind."

"..." Shen Xing remained silent, Li Zhouwen stepped forward, held up his chin, and looked into his eyes through the crimson clouds in the sky, "Look, how many layers of eyelids are there?"

Shen Xing couldn't help holding his breath, and let him watch.

"It's ugly, isn't it?" he asked cautiously.

"It's okay." Li Zhouwen smiled at him, "But I've been in the same court with you for so many years. If it hadn't happened to me, I wouldn't have known Master Shen could cry so much."

"Then it's because I'm really uncomfortable." Shen Xing curled his lips in grievance, and after finishing these words in a hoarse voice, he seemed to start crying again. Li Zhouwen was startled, and quickly admitted his mistake, "I was wrong I was wrong, Mr. Shen, I will never owe you any more."

Shen Xing withdrew his tears, twitched the tip of his nose, but calmed down.

Li Zhouwen stretched out his hand and patted Shen Xing's little.

Reluctantly pinched his butt a few times, "Go back to bed early, I still have things to do."

Shen Xing was dumbfounded.

After taking advantage of Li Zhouwen's advantage, he turned around and was about to leave. Shen Xing felt an indescribable sadness in his heart. He suddenly grabbed Li Zhouwen's corner of his clothes, as if he was holding a bunch of precious light tightly. He didn't want to Let go again, "Lord Li..." He said pitifully, "Don't go, stay with me, okay?"

It looked like a child who couldn't get candy. Li Zhouwen just glanced at it, his heart ached, and he couldn't bear to stop.

……

Here, Liang Zizhan has been staring at Shen Zhian's sleeping face with his elbows propped up all afternoon, and he is also a little hungry.

"Mr. Shen..." Liang Zizhan leaned against his ear and blew, "Are you hungry?"

Shen Zhian woke up early, but was dizzy and didn't want to talk to the person next to him. Hearing this, he frowned, "Don't blow it, itchy."

This appearance and even the tone of this sentence overlapped with Xu Yiyang in Liang Zizhan's memory, making him dizzy. He rubbed his eyes and touched Shen Zhian's forehead with his hand, "Fortunately, there is no morning." It was hot."

Shen Zhian bit her lip, "Yes."

Liang Zizhan smiled softly, "How? Is it different to sleep with someone?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I didn't say this, it was you. Do you remember? Huh?" Liang Zizhan stared into Shen Zhian's eyes with a smile.

Shen Zhian turned his head, "Impossible, I don't need anyone, it's been like this for decades."

Liang Zizhan didn't argue with him, but felt that Shen Zhi'an was even more awkward than Xu Yiyang.

He stayed at the bed and called the schoolboy waiting at the door, "Is there anything to eat around here?"

The schoolboy glanced at the sky, "Master, yes, but I'm afraid it's almost closed, and within an hour, there will be a curfew."

"Curfew? That means I won't be able to go back if I want to, right?"

The schoolboy nodded.

"That's great!" Liang Zizhan said excitedly, "Then there is a back kitchen here?"

"No."

"...Then I run out to buy two steamed buns and come back now, is there time?"

"It's too late."

"..." Liang Zizhan rubbed his stomach, "Then what should I do?"

"You can buy sugar cakes, right at the door." The schoolboy pointed to the small cart outside, "It's just that the ones sold at this hour are not hot and delicious."

Liang Zizhan immediately ran out of the door, and half a quarter of an hour later, he came back with sugar cakes and three bowls of warm tofu nao, and gave a portion to the elementary school children, "Didn't you eat?"

The elementary school boy took it happily, "Your Excellency is so kind, thank you."

"It's easy to do." Liang Zizhan said with a smile, "You go home, I'm fine here."

"Yeah!" The elementary school boy took a sip of tofu nao, "Then remember to boil the medicine for another time before going to bed."

Liang Zizhan wrote it down, "Don't worry, I will take good care of Mr. Shen."

After the schoolboy left, Liang Zizhan locked the door, then rubbed the sugar cake in his hands meanly, "Now that the school is so big, there are only me and my baby left."

When he walked into the bedroom where Shen Zhian was resting, Shen Zhian had already turned on the lights there, Shen Zhian leaned weakly against the head of the bed, frowning with a book in his hand, he raised his head when he heard the movement, "Why are you back again? "

Liang Zizhan narrowed his eyes, "Then I can't eat?"

"I want to eat back to your Liang Mansion, and get some food for my brother by the way, what's the matter with you staying here?"

"Shen Xing doesn't need it, he had a good time with Li Zhouwen today." Liang Zizhan held the sugar cake and handed it to Shen Zhian, "Come, take a bite."

Shen Zhian took a bite, "It's not tasty." He frowned, "Where did you buy it?"

"It's right at the door." Liang Zizhan followed suit and took a bite, covering the teeth marks that Shen Zhian had just left on the sugar cake with a very natural movement, "It's not bad, I think the sugar cake is just like this."

Shen Zhian stared at the sugar cake, with an uncomfortable expression on his face, "You said my brother is with Master Li? What are they doing together?"

"Li Zhouwen took him to deal with old Shen's affairs."

"Ah?" Shen Zhian straightened his back excitedly, and coughed violently, "How could you let my brother go? Wouldn't he cry blindly?"

"It's okay, Li Zhouwen is watching him." Liang Zizhan put down the sugar cake, and patted Shen Zhi'an's back with distress, "You drink the tofu nao, I'll make medicine for you."

"Then he doesn't know I'm sick?"

"I don't know, I didn't let Li Zhouwen say it."

Only then did Shen Zhian relax, he leaned against the bedpost again, and muttered, "That's good, that's good."

Liang Zizhan leaned over and touched Shen Zhi'an's forehead with his lips. Shen Zhi'an was suddenly feeling emotional, and was stunned by the sudden shock, "What are you doing?"

"Let's see if you have lost a little heat compared to just now." Liang Zizhan licked his lips at Shen Zhi'an cheaply, "Then I have to touch and kiss him every once in a while, otherwise I will be so worried. "

"..." Shen Zhian's head hurt even more from him, he rubbed his temples, "Liang Zizhan, you..."

"How am I?"

"you……"

"Ok?"

"you……"

"Ok?"

"You...you are presumptuous!" Shen Zhian stuttered for a long time, saying such three childish words, it really didn't match his age and his usual style.

Liang Zizhan smiled even happier, "Well, I'm presumptuous."

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