Xu Lianlang looked at the place he covered with his hands. The tighter he covered it, the more it became clear that there was no 300 taels of silver there. Lu Jieming looked embarrassed, and when he spoke again he was pleading, "Sister, please go out first."
Xu Lianlang lowered his body slightly, tilted his head, and looked at it from a tricky angle with his almond-shaped eyes. She saw that the color of his clothes was a little darker in the areas he didn't cover. Combined with the extremely sensitive position, she understood immediately.
She couldn't help but blush. The body structure of men and women is different. It's just physiological reactions. She was quite calm and could even tease him, "How do you feel?"
With an excited look on her face, she sat down by the bed, opened the handkerchief to wipe his handsome red face, and scraped the tip of his tall nose affectionately, "Let us explain, now My son has really grown up.”
Lu Jieming's palms were wet, and he was upset because of the wetness. The scene in the dream made him even more embarrassed. He couldn't resist Xu Lianlang's closeness at this time, and leaned back, his shoulders stretched unnaturally. High.
Xu Lianlang felt empty, and suddenly thought that she should give him some time to accept and react. She put the wet handkerchief on the bedside and planned to go out first.
Just as his fingers touched the wooden door, Lu Jieming's hoarse voice sounded again, "Sister."
He hesitated to speak, the words stuck in his throat, and his eyes became red.
Xu Lianlang didn't doubt that he was there. He put his finger to his lips, said "Shhh", winked at him and said, "I'll get you some clean clothes. You change them, and I'll wash them for you immediately, quietly." Yes, I’m sure no one else will know.”
She thought he looked like this because he was shy and wanted to tell her not to tell.
Lu Jieming's lips were trembling, his tongue was frozen in his mouth, and he couldn't say anything. He remained silent for a long time, and then he said "hmm" and the door was opened and closed.
Between the two "squeaks", Xu Lianlang had already walked out. Lu Jieming's tall body slowly relaxed. He lay straight on his back. His shoulder blades hit the bed board heavily. His back hurt, but he finally Come to your senses.
He frowned, his face pressed against the pillow, and his eyes stared at the place Xu Lianlang left.
The sun has risen, and the sunlight shines into the hall from the window edges. Where Xu Lianlang originally stood, there is only a layer of dust particles, and Yaoyao is spinning and dancing in the air.
Under the sun, all dirty things and disgusting thoughts have no way to escape.
Just like the scene in his dream, as dirty and dirty as dust, he used that method and this part to infect his holy sister Bai Yueguang.
He hugged her, and Xu Lianlang in his arms became the same as when he first met her. The sixteen-year-old girl was like a peach on the branch, and Xing'er's eyes seemed to be full of moist spring water, with waves rippling in the water. The moon is crescent, and the pear dimples at the corners of the mouth are filled with sweet honey.
In the dream, she was sixteen, and he might be older, because when he held her and let her sit on his waist, he didn't use any effort at all. He just felt that she was too petite and weighed nothing in his arms.
He looks like a man, but she looks like a little girl. The reversal of age and status originally made him excited.
He sat on the edge of the bed, holding the girl in his arms tightly and pressing down. After a while, his body tensed and then suddenly relaxed, and he was extremely excited and hearty.
Everything in the dream was hazy and unreal, obviously fake, but the body's reaction was real. After being awakened by the body's impulse, the first time he saw Xu Lianlang, his restless throbbing suddenly intensified. big.
He was so angry that he moved his fingers away, saw the dark marks on his pants, and cursed.
He casually took the wet handkerchief from the bedside and took off his shirt. Only when the handkerchief touched his body did he suddenly realize where it came from.
This is the handkerchief Xu Lianlang always puts in his sleeve and often uses to wipe the corners of his mouth.
Lu Jieming's breathing suddenly became heavy again, and the secret excitement and guilty shame ran up his spine. His voice was hoarse, and his slender jade-like fingers returned to his clothes.
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Xu Lianlang waited until it was close to lunch, and Lu Jieming came out. He was dressed in black clothes, with a waistband of the same color tied around his waist. The black silk ribbon binding his hair was blown slightly by the wind. In a quagmire like Yunge, he still has the aura of a noble person.
Xu Lianlang had just finished taking care of Rong Bi's meal. Rong Bi's movements were much slower and her brain was moving very slowly. She pointed at Lu Jieming and said slowly and word by word, with a little urgency: "Jie Ming, have a meal. ”
Xu Lianlang poured water for her, and she comforted Concubine Rong, "My dear, don't worry, His Highness got up late today, and my servant left some food for him."
Xu Lianlang has long lost the so-called superiority of master and servant in front of Lu Jieming, but in front of Concubine Rong, she will still call herself a slave and call His Highness Lu Jieming. She is not really stupid, how can she not see that Concubine Rong is very concerned about it? their relationship.
It was Rong Bin who wanted Xu Lianlang to get close to Lu Jieming. But after the intimacy passed a certain limit, Rong Bin began to feel an eyesore again.
Even though she had been mentally depressed for the past two years, Xu Lianlang saw clearly that she didn't want to cause trouble for Concubine Rong, who was already suffering from illness to such an extent. It was just a title, and she didn't care that much.
After taking care of Concubine Rong, she went to find Lu Jieming. Lu Jieming was sitting on a small teapot. There were piles of his underwear in the wooden basin. He was holding soap locusts in his hands and rubbing them vigorously.
"Why did you wash it yourself? Come on, give it to me, and I'll wash it for you."
Are you kidding? He doesn't know how to wash clothes. She used to do it.
Lu Jieming did not move, holding the corners of his clothes with his fingers. He smiled lightly, "I can just wash it myself."
"It's a normal reaction, you don't have to be shy," Xu Lianlang squatted down, put his hands on his knees, and looked at her.
Lu Jieming couldn't stand her current gaze, so he avoided it for a moment, not daring to look at her at all, let alone make eye contact with her.
This is not normal. This is not normal. If she knew what was going on in his dream, she would definitely not be able to laugh.
Xu Lianlang knelt down to make her posture more comfortable. She touched his wet trouser legs with her hands and raised them to look at them. The traces were no longer visible. It was the first time she saw a boy like this, which was a bit strange.
Lu Jieming blushed and grabbed Xu Lianlang's hand in panic, "Sister! Stop touching it!"
Xu Lianlang responded several times, "Okay, okay," and retracted her hand obediently. She muttered, "Then I'll get my handkerchief." As she said this, she stood up and walked into his palace. .
She had just taken two steps when she was blocked by someone. Lu Jieming's body was behind her, and his arms passed through her waist, tightly surrounding her waist.
His voice was as low as a mosquito, with anxiety, and upon closer inspection, there was also sincerity, "Sister, that veil... I've soiled it, don't go and get it."
Xu Lianlang thought it was some big event, worthy of the fact that His Highness the Seventh Prince, who had always been calm and composed in their family, was so anxious. She smiled and said: "Why are you so nervous? It's just a handkerchief. If it gets dirty, it will get dirty. The handkerchief is just for getting dirty." ”
Xu Lianlang patted his hand on her waist and motioned for him to let go, "My good highness, let me go quickly. I haven't eaten breakfast. If you don't eat lunch, you will feel uncomfortable."
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Lu Jieming let go of his hand and looked at her back. The feeling of hugging her waist just now seemed to still remain on her arms. Her waist was so slender that he frowned. He sighed, and a trace of unfathomable annoyance flashed in his eyes. .
Handkerchief... Handkerchief is indeed used for dirtying, but...
He quickly washed the clothes in his hands, dried them, filled the tub with water, and turned around to enter the side hall.
Sandalwood was burned in the hall, and wisps of green smoke flowed out from the incense burner, filling the whole hall. The rich scent of sandalwood covered the rest of the sandalwood smell that shouldn't exist in the hall.
Lu Jieming was in the first place, and all the organs in his body were sensitive. Although the smell was very slight, he still felt that the smell was only in his nose.
He frowned and opened the doors and windows completely. The sultry air from outside rushed in, and he immediately broke out in sweat.
In the small compartment of the cabinet, there was that piece of handkerchief.
The veil was already wet, but now it was even wetter, with an unspeakable white viscous liquid still remaining on it.
Lu Jieming knocked his head on the wooden board of the cabinet, making one sound after another.
It was already a sin to dream about her, but to take her personal belongings and do such a thing while fully awake.
He left Shuyun Pavilion almost as if he was running away. Xu Lianlang heated up the food in the east room and called him several times. He staggered and kept avoiding Xu Lianlang's eyes. "The master called me for something urgent. I have to go there." Once I go, my sister won’t have to wait for me for dinner.”
The young man had long legs and quickly walked out of Xu Lianlang's sight in a few steps.
Xu Lianlang could feel Lu Jieming's strangeness. The day when a boy grew up to be a man was always different. She looked at the steaming meal and took a deep breath.
She vaguely felt that it was no longer appropriate to treat Lu Jieming the way she had before. She had always regarded him as her younger brother, and there were never many boundaries between intimacy and contact, even though they had not shared a bed with him as early as two years ago. However, casual hugging and holding hands should be taken care of now.
The boy in the past really grew into a man, just in this one morning.
She looked at his middle coat hanging on the hanger and felt that she was really rough and had touched something as private as his. Naturally, he would not let her touch it again.
She felt a sense of loss for no reason.
As the children grow older, they will gradually drift away. The inconvenience caused by identity has been eliminated, but the inconvenience caused by gender gradually reveals itself.
Zhang Cheng was taking a nap. He was used to taking naps. As he got older, even if he refused to accept old age, he still felt tired in his body.
His Majesty will come to the Rehe Palace for summer vacation this year. The date has been set. For his good apprentice, it will be a fierce battle. He is worried, not because he doubts Lu Jieming's ability, but because of the palace. Will those who are watching with eager eyes give up?
His premonition was very accurate. In a fierce battle, no one could escape intact.
He was sleeping lightly, and when he heard some movement in the hall, he opened his eyes suddenly, "You are not allowed to rest today, so why are you still here?"
Lu Jieming stood awkwardly, with his hands behind his back, looking at the ground with phoenix eyes. When he heard his voice, he bit the tip of his tongue and stumbled over his words, "This morning..."
The young man's face was covered with red clouds, all the way down, and his neck was also red. He was facing Zhang Cheng, feeling panicked in Zhang Cheng's slightly hot gaze.
There are no male elders around him. What he did today was too outrageous. He couldn't understand himself, so he could only turn to others for help.
He hoped for this world-famous Imperial Master, but he didn't expect that this Imperial Master's eyes were getting more and more ambiguous. He was no longer sleepy, tired, and not tired anymore. The book of real stories was beside him. He blinked, and the frown at the corners of his eyes was opened.
"Your Highness, you are just as I expected."
Lu Jieming was at a loss. He kept rubbing the elegant bamboo on his sleeve. The bamboo was embroidered by Xu Lianlang. Every time he rubbed it, his heart became tighter.
After hearing what he said, he took a deep breath. This breath rushed through his internal organs. His beautiful pupils seemed to be covered with a thin layer of fog, making it difficult for people to see the emotions in his eyes. Similarly, he also Can't see myself clearly.
"I don't understand, how could I do this? I consider her my sister, and I have always wanted to be my brother."
Zhang Cheng stretched out his index finger in front of his eyes and shook it vigorously, "No, you don't want to be my younger brother."
"It's the first time for a man. There is no basis for anything he dreams about, but if you act like this, you can still see some clues."
Lu Jieming leaned forward slightly, which was a posture of listening carefully. Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Your dependence and attachment have long exceeded the scope of a younger brother. Let me ask you, do you really want to be her younger brother?" ?”
(End of chapter)
The author said: Ahhh! Thank you little angel in the comment section! My copywriting was pending for a long time before I started writing it. Later, when I was revising the content, I revised the detailed copywriting in the outline manuscript, but I forgot to change it. It was not twelve years, it was six years. Wow, thank you for pointing it out. Angel, thank you so much!
I've hung on to this copy for so long...it's scary...
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