Chapter 30:

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Chapter Thirty
Song Luan was dragged into bed in a confused manner. The man was reticent, pulled off her clothes, and her cool fingers clasped her waist.
Song Luan's strength is not as great as him, and he can't resist if he doesn't get a response. He hopes he can be gentler this time, but Zhao Nanyu, no matter how gentle he looks on weekdays, is completely different in bed. Some performance, rude is not like him.
And Song Luan also found his bad taste, Zhao Nanyu would never stop her without pushing her out of two tears for mercy. In the end it was really unbearable, Song Luan scratched his back with his nails and asked him to roll while weeping.
Zhao Nanyu smiled and was in a good mood. He lowered his head and kissed the teardrop on her cheek. He seemed to sigh. He asked, "Do you like me?"
Song Luan rolled up the quilt and wrapped himself tightly, without thinking, "I like it."
The words of dryness can't hear the love, Zhao Nanyu was actually amused by her straightforward and perfunctory attitude, knowing not to ask anything, he was still unwilling.
Song Luan slept so sweetly that he didn't wake up until the light of day. What is rare is that Zhao Nanyu is still in the house at this point. He doesn't talk much on weekdays, and the husband and wife often stay together when no one speaks. So Song Luan has long been accustomed to silence.
After finishing the morning meal, Mrs. Zhao San sent someone to hand over the message, and asked the two of them to have lunch together.
It was also because of good things that the third lady called Zhao Nanyu. The stepmother was not good. She had not been close to Zhao Nanyu in recent years, but she was very considerate in all aspects and kept a suitable distance.
It was Zhao Wenyan who had the honor to study in Yueshan Academy this year. The teacher of the Academy is the famous Confucian Confucian in the capital. He is only willing to recruit three or four students every year. The quota is very precious. Zhao Wenyan is still young, and now he is learning with a famous teacher. In the future, I am not afraid of failing to make a name.
This is indeed a good thing, and it is no wonder that when Song Luan arrived, Mrs. Zhao San's face was still full of smiles. After getting along several times, Song Luan found that Mrs. Zhao San's temper was soft and soft, and everyone was not bad.
Zhao Wenyan was dressed in a green dress, and her dark hair was high. The young man was majestic and stood proudly with his chin standing under the tree. When he saw Song Luan, he also snorted disdainfully. Song Luan had already been surprised. Every time the child saw her, he looked like this. He was arrogant like a peacock.
Zhao Nanyu blocked her body intentionally or unintentionally, moved her intimately, took her small hand, and the two of them walked into the room together with their fingers intertwined. Mrs. Zhao San was very pleased to see that the two of them had good feelings.
Family and everything are fine, neither child is okay, and she is less troublesome.
The maidservants had started cooking, but Grandpa Zhao had not returned. Several people sat in the house and talked. Most of the time, Mrs. San and Song Luan said that Zhao Nanyu listened silently and rarely made a sound.
After a while, Grandpa Zhao was late, and first came back to the house and changed clothes before he came out. Zhao Nanyu took the time to go outside. Zhao Wenyan was still standing under the tree, his expression was lingering, and his facial features faded a little, A lot of heroes.
He knew that Zhao Wenyan had fallen off the list, and he also knew that he would die alive later, but Zhao Nanyu had never stood up and said relief to the younger brother. It was a good thing for the boy to suffer some setbacks. Later, he also listened To say what Song Luan said to him, A Yan was actually excited.
Zhao Nanyu approached him and patted his shoulder, "Ayan."
Zhao Wenyu still stretched his face, "Second Brother."
Zhao Nanyu still loves Ayan, his younger brother. He will still protect him if something happens, he smiles gently, "You will go to the academy to study in a few days."
Zhao Wenyan nodded, "Uh."
"Keep arrogance and restlessness, follow Mr. Du to learn well, you know?"
"I know." He stopped talking and thought about it or said it out, "but I don't want to stay in the college."
Mr. Du requires that all students must live in the college.
Zhao Nanyu thought that this younger brother's innocence really followed his mother-in-law, "Then don't go."
Zhao Wenyan closed his mouth tightly and said nothing. His mother would kill him if he didn't go, and after this year's experience, he dared not be as capricious as before.
Zhao Nanyu backed his hands and looked at the fallen leaves calmly. After a long time, he suddenly asked: "A Yan, do you have a girl you like?"
Zhao Wenyan stretched all over, and his heart was tight. The hand under his sleeve wanted to be a fist. The five fingers were loosened. For a moment, he couldn’t even make a sound. It was only at that moment that his face flashed Song Luan’s face, A short moment was enough to make him uncomfortable for a long time.
He was like a catfish in his throat, bowing his head, "No."
Zhao Nanyu knew that Song Luan had hooked up with him before. When he saw his younger brother, he was also disgusted.
It was just yesterday that people told him that Zhao Wenyan seemed to be different from Song Luan. He sat with her calmly and spoke with her, and she could not bear to ridicule easily.
Zhao Nanyu's instinct is keen, and he really doesn't like Song Luan talking to other men, even if the man is his younger brother, even if they are just saying that, he will be uncomfortable for a long time.
He is just jealous and knows that nothing will happen if he talks about it.
He can only talk to him, and it is best to have him in his eyes.
Zhao Nanyu closed his eyes, and a slight wind blew his cheek. He remembered her delicate and weak appearance, and remembered her water-soaked eyes. The corners of her lips rose slightly, and immediately opened her eyes. She looked at Zhao Wenyan meaningfully. Say: "You're almost too old to say that if you have a girl you like, you must tell your mother that she will surely fulfill you."
Zhao Wenyan's voice was much lower, and it was not difficult to hear the loss from inside. He didn't even dare to look up at his second brother, "Well."
"Come in, my father is back."
"it is good."
Grandpa Zhao is also in a good mood today. When he saw his disliked eldest son, he did not shake his face and face black. It was rare that he spoke with Zhao Nanyu, "Are everything done in Quzhou?"
"done."
"It's better if there is no stubble."
Song Luan squeezed chopsticks and was not very comfortable. It seemed that no one else in the family except her knew Zhao Nanyu's injury. He didn't say it himself. Now his father took the initiative to ask, and he refused to mention it and sold it badly.
Grandpa Zhao swallowed a sip of spirits, grinned, and looked at his two sons with a smile, especially the youngest son who was put on top of his heart when he was young, saying, "Both of you brothers Give me a little gas and don’t lose our Zhao’s face when I go out.
His loving gaze turned completely to Zhao Wenyan and continued:
A Yan was picked up by Du Daru this time as a student and really gave me a long face. Du Daru is in The emperor can speak in front of you, A Yan, you must seize the opportunity, you know?"
Zhao Wenyan frowned, but he didn't like his father to say this in front of his second brother, "Dad, I know what I know in my own heart. Besides, I went to study, not to stammer."
What's more, Mr. Du certainly doesn't like the snobbery that tends to become more powerful.
When Grandpa Zhao saw that his baby son didn't want to mention it, he immediately said no, "Go, go, dad won't talk."
Song Luan pretended not to hear anything, and hung his head down to devote himself to eating the dishes in front of him. Zhao Nanyu sandwiched two pieces of crystal clear meat into her bowl, "eat it."
Song Luan is a carnivist. The taste of Zhao's family really doesn't suit her taste. The broth has little water and no oil or spicy taste. I didn't expect Zhao Nanyu to be so intimate.
During the banquet, Song Luan was only concerned about eating, and the dishes were not sandwiched by her. All were replaced by Zhao Nanyu. The man seemed to be happy to do such things, and he was not impatient at all.
Without saying a word, she minimized her sense of existence. Grandpa Zhao did not like her daughter-in-law, nor did she take a straight eye to see her from beginning to end and ignored it directly.
When Zhao Wenyan was young, Zhao Sanye did not let him drink, so he let Zhao Nanyu drink two glasses with him.
When Grandpa Zhao was enjoying his drink, it was not too early, and he was finally willing to put down his glass, and the drunken man helped him down.
Zhao Nanyu didn't go much better, his ears were red, but his face was not obvious. His skin was white, Sheng Xue, his face with a stretched face and no smile was still like a high-clean inviolable fairy.
He and Song Luan did not plan to stay too much. Before leaving, Madam Zhao San stopped her suddenly and looked at her with complex eyes, worriedly opening, "A Luan, I look at your face not very well."
Song Luan subconsciously touched his cheek, "Ah? Really? I think it's okay."
Mrs. Zhao San continued: "Some haggard, too white face, I don't know that you are sick."
Song Luan smiled embarrassingly. She had no problems with her body these days, and she didn’t feel any pain or dizziness.
The third lady was still uneasy. People let her take out the tonics she had prepared and gave them to her. "You take these tonics. The woman's body can't be ruined. The brother of knowledge is waiting for you to add him. What about my brothers and sisters."
Zhao Nanyu intercepted the supplement in his own hands. After thanking the third lady, he took Song Luan's hand and left.
Song Luan thought that most of the supplements couldn't get into her stomach, and as expected, she returned to her yard. Zhao Nanyu threw the supplements in her hands to Xiao Xiao, and asked, "Throw it away."
Take a look, Zhao Nanyu's domineering expression as a male master is most vividly manifested.
Yeah, it's really annoying.
Zhao Nanyu suddenly hugged her and buried her face in her neck. The heat between her breath made her tickle. She heard him say, "I will find you what you want to eat, and don't eat it from others."
Can only eat what he gave.
Song Luan was speechless, she did not dare to touch it, OK? ?
Zhao Nanyu had a faint smell of wine. He lifted his face and flicked her fingertips across her facial features. His dark eyes looked at her deeply. He smiled a little, maybe the wine was coming up, he said: "You Do you know? A Yan likes you."
That was his brother, too simple and too young, and the thoughts hidden in the eyes of the teenager could not hide his eyes.