Hanzhu asked angryly, Cheng Yu kissed her, she ignored him in anger, and Cheng Yu kissed her too. Anyway, as long as she was not as good as his wish, he would kiss her.

In the end, Hanzhu's lips hurt a little, and she became angry and bit him in her heart.

After biting, Hanzhu regretted it when he looked at the blood on Cheng Yu's lips.

She was not afraid of his pain, he deserved it, but was seen...

"It's okay, I just said I was too greedy for the walnut cake you made. I just bit it out when I was anxious when I ate it." Cheng Yu's eyes were full of smiles.

He was not serious yet, but Hanzhu didn't want to make trouble with him anymore. In the end, she suffered a loss. Looking at his left arm, Hanzhu said worriedly: "Is this really okay?"

Cheng Yu tightened her shoulders and asked her to sit on his lap. Hanzhu had long been bullied by him and lost her resistance. She blushed and followed his mercy. She was so obedient, Cheng Yu's heart seemed to be soaked in warm water, and said to the truth: "It hurts a little bit, but with you here, I don't care if I feel any pain."

Hanzhu's ears were hot, and he looked down at his chest.

Cheng Yu pressed against her forehead and looked at her eyes and said, "I didn't mean it just now. I haven't seen you for so long. It's so uncomfortable. If I don't send it out, I'm so blocked. I will never be so unruly in the future."

Han Zhuxin was strange and turned his head and asked, "Then are you stuck now?"

Cheng Yu smiled and blew on her face with the smell of walnut cake, "I won't be blocked, but I can't bear to leave it."

Hanzhu knew that if he wanted to be honest, he could find a bunch of excuses.

Cheng Yu kissed her face near her, without desire, just like, "When we first met, did we think of today?" He never dared to think about it in his dream.

He was embarrassed to mention it, Hanzhu pursed her lips and said sarcastically: "No, I thought God would bless me to survive."

Cheng Yu smiled softly and blew her neck, "I'm pretty, fortunately I didn't hurt you."

Hanzhu's heart trembled when he was blown, and she begged softly: "Let's go find A Xun? You, please leave me some face."

Cheng Yu understood that what she was talking about was Chen Shuo, and he didn't care. "All of them are loyal, you don't have to pay attention to it. They will only be happy for us."

Hanzhu shook her head and said a little aggrievedly: "I don't like it." She is not as thick-skinned as him.

She was so delicate that Cheng Yu couldn't bear to let her down, so he hugged her and said, "Let's kiss you again, and we'll go find A Xun."

There was an undeniable brilliance floating in his gentle black eyes. Hanzhu opened his eyes and closed his eyes shyly.

My heart was pounding and waiting for a while, he pressed it up, as if he knew she had hurt before, and this time he was particularly gentle. Hanzhu was immersed in this tenderness, slowly raised his hand and climbed his shoulders, and hugged his neck. In a daze, he felt his hand wandering along her back through his clothes, wanting to go to a lower place, and wanting to move forward from his armpits, and finally he held it back.

"Sweet and fragrant." After the kiss, Cheng Yu murmured to her, "You don't need to bring any pastries in the future. You are more delicious than those."

Hanzhu leaned softly on his right shoulder, calming down with his eyes closed.

After getting tired of it for a while, the two of them returned to the main hall in a neat manner. Hanzhu walked to the door first and let the autumn wind blow away the heat from their faces.

"Let's go." Cheng Yu followed him out.

Hanzhu heard that he was talking in a bad voice. When he tilted his head, he saw him holding a piece of walnut cake in his hand and eating it while walking, and two pieces in his left hand, like a child. Hanzhu couldn't help laughing, and walked forward and scolded him, "I don't have to worry about being laughed at by others." It's true that those who liked sweet food in the past would at least hide it in front of others, but now they are completely shameless.

Cheng Yu quickly ticked the walnut cake on her lips, saying a pun, "I didn't eat enough just now."

Hanzhu paused, and the next moment he accelerated, like a running rabbit.

Cheng Yu deliberately lagged behind and followed her, looking at her slim figure in front of her, her whole body was warm from the inside to the outside. He told her the greatest disbelief, and she didn't dislike her and was willing to live with him. So what else can he do to put on airs in front of her? Life is short, and no one can tell what will happen in the future. He must cherish every day he is with her, so that she will regret it in the future. At least he has the memories he has now to accompany him.

She will be the closest person he has in his life, and he will not pretend to show her to anyone.

~

Shortly after noon, Xie's mother and three came back. Cheng Lan led Brother Jun to say goodbye to his mother and return to their respective yards to rest.

Xie's two maids brought hot water over and served Xie's face to wash.

While combing her hair, Xie looked at herself in the mirror and asked Nuanhe behind her, "When did the Chu brothers leave?"

He didn't stop doing anything, and said softly: "I sat for about half an hour and left. The second master personally delivered it to the door."

Xie nodded, then sent the maid out and left it to the bed to rest.

I was sleeping in a daze, and I fell asleep next to me, following my familiar hand with a thin calluse.

Xie was only guilty last night, and his body tensed uncontrollably. Cheng Jingrong found out, took the person into his arms, and coaxed him softly: "Don't be afraid, I won't let you cry this time." He really liked this wife who was more than teenager than him. Knowing that she was uncomfortable, he tried his best to restrain himself, for fear of accidentally ruining her.

Men are cruel like evil spirits, gentle and considerate. The figures in the gauze tent sway, making people blush and heartbeat.

It took a while to rest.

Xie leaned in the man's broad arms and smelled the familiar bamboo fragrance on his body, and for a moment he was stunned.

If he had always been so gentle, would she fall in love with him?

Unfortunately, there is no if, she will always remember those times when life is worse than death.

"Today, Chu Han and his brother are here again," Xie said softly after calming down, and then smiled, "Chu Han's fourteenth appearance matches his penis, and he is also a cousin. Isn't the prince worried about the second master's marriage? I think they are good."

Cheng Yu doesn't want to marry her, she really doesn't care that she is being guided by someone to behave her stepmother, but Cheng Yu wants to marry her, and the other party is Chu Qing's daughter again...

Cheng Jingrong knew what she was worried about and patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I don't agree if he wants to marry me. His wife will not be higher than Wu's." The wife of the high school family has the support of her parents, and will also become the help of her son. His title is to be passed on to her younger son. How could such a strange thing be allowed to happen?

After spending a break with his wife, Cheng Jingrong went to the study room in the front yard and ordered someone to invite the second master to come before entering the house.

In Changfeng Hall, Cheng Yu was thinking about going to the Chu family to propose marriage on the 10th day. Chu Qing was restless on that day, and he happened to have a good talk with him. Cheng Yu knew that Chu Qing didn't like him, but he had Hanzhu and Axun to cooperate with him inside and outside. No matter how domineering Chu Qing, as long as Hanzhu insisted on not marrying others, Chu Qing would not force his daughter to marry. The better he was to Hanzhu now, the less he could do that.

"Second Master, please come over." Chen Shuo's voice came in.

Cheng Yu frowned.

The father has been asking him to get married as soon as possible to fulfill Xie's reputation. This time, right? He also wanted to mention something to him. No matter how cold the relationship between father and son is, his father nodded in his marriage. Three media and six recruits, and the name he presented was recorded in the jade certificate, and the father was involved in the intervention.

He changed his wealthy robe and passed by.

"Does the wound still hurt in the past two days?" Cheng Jingrong stood in front of the fish tank with his hands behind his back to admire the fish. He heard the movement and looked sideways, asking indifferently.

Cheng Yu stopped ten steps away from him, looked at the white-glazed landscape fish tank in front and replied: "It's much better. Dafa Lao is concerned, I don't know what my father is asking for me?"

Cheng Jingrong pinched some fish food and sprinkled it in. Two goldfishes the size of a palm swam over. He looked quietly for a while before speaking again: "Your cousin came to see you again today? I remember you didn't seem to like her very much before."

Cheng Yu felt a little deeper in his heart, looked at him, and said calmly: "My cousin was much gentler after he was ill. I don't hide it from his father. I have been in love with her for a long time. I survived this disaster, so I decided to marry her as my wife and ask her father to make the decision for her son."

Cheng Jingrong slowly stood up straight, walked to the desk and sat down, pondered for a moment, and said, "It's rare that you finally got enlightened. I'm very pleased for your father. However, you have a close relationship with King Ding. Now that you marry Chu Qing's daughter, will the emperor think too much? And Chu Qing, he has never liked to be involved in connection with the princes, and he is afraid he won't betrothed his daughter to you."

Cheng Yu was prepared and replied one by one: "Chu Qing is my uncle. The emperor is suspicious. Even if there is no such marriage, he will be suspicious. Therefore, I will not affect my marriage to my cousin. As for Chu Qing, I will find a way to persuade him. When he agrees to me, I will ask my father to walk around for me."

Cheng Jingrong nodded, "Your words make some sense, but there is something wrong. Chu Qing despises his legitimate daughter before, and his relationship with you is very strong. It is like throwing a bowl of water from his daughter to marry you. Now he is almost everyone in the capital who loves his legitimate daughter. If he marrys his daughter, he will marry you, and it is natural and meaningful in the eyes of the emperor."

Cheng Yu vaguely understood what he meant, raised his head, and retorted for the last time: "The father is such a bad word. The emperor is wise and will never be suspicious about a marriage, otherwise the emperor would not have chosen me to be the companion of Ding Wang. Father, you have always advised me to marry. Now that my son has someone he likes, I would also like to ask my father to fulfill his wishes."

After saying that, he knelt down at the man on the chair.

Cheng Jingrong's face changed.

After the death of Dazhou, the son only begged him to tell him the cause of his mother's death when he was in a funeral, and never asked him for anything again.

If a man has gold under his knees, does he like Chu Han so much?

"Father, Father, I have done all the homework you left me yesterday!"

In the silence, Brother Jun'er's crisp voice came from outside. When he walked to the door, he was stopped by Cheng Jingrong's Changsui.

Cheng Yu looked at the ground, and her shy smile appeared in her mind. He clenched his fists secretly and said again: "Please help my father."

Cheng Jingrong sighed, "Be careful that the ship will be sailed for thousands of years. The holy intention is unpredictable. Chu Han is not a good match, so you can change someone."

Cheng Yu suddenly wanted to laugh when he heard it.

The question he had wanted to ask this man countless times, and it surged to his throat again.

He really wanted to ask, is he really his son of Cheng Jingrong? If so, why did he never regard him as a son?

But he wouldn't ask questions that he could resist when he was a child. After so many years, there was no need to ask, because no matter how he answered, it would not change the fact that father and son are not like father and son.

Without looking at him again, Cheng Yu stood up expressionlessly and turned around and walked out.

When I got outside, I saw the seven-year-old Jun brother sitting obediently on the chair of the Grand Master, peeling oranges to eat. When I saw him coming out, the boy was so scared that the oranges rolled down from his hand, fell to the ground, and rolled towards him.

Cheng Yu's eyes followed the orange, and he did not leave until the orange stopped.

The person left and disappeared, Brother Jun suddenly came to his senses, ignored the oranges, and ran inside, "Father, are you angry?"

Cheng Jingrong asked his young son with a smile, "Why do you say that?"

Brother Jun shivered, "Second brother looks so scary."

"Your second brother is born like that." Cheng Jingrong casually said, "Remember the part I taught you yesterday to my father."

Brother Jun nodded obediently, shook his head and started to recite, "Meng Yizi asked about filial piety, and he said 'no violation'..."

The childish voice was bright and spread from afar.
Chapter completed!