MTL - Court Marriage-Chapter 42 grow into
Gong Zhuoliang opened his eyes and sat up straight. He touched his hand under the quilt in his underwear again, making sure that his feeling was correct. Gong Zhuoliang turned his head to look at Qiao Yingze and squinted and smiled, that was to say no. It came out weird.
"Zhuzhuo, what's wrong with you? Did the nightmare arrive?"
Qiao Yingze was startled by Gong Zhuoliang's sudden movement and expression, and he sat up and looked at him worriedly, and touched Gong Zhuoliang's forehead and cheek, and was relieved when he felt it was not hot.
"Hey...cough, it's alright."
Gong Zhuoliang's thief laughed a little, then coughed lightly and returned to normal. He got up and got out of bed very calmly, stretched his waist and stretched his muscles and bones as usual, but he was actually facing the sun in his heart and clenching his fists like a cow in the face - my lord, I am Finally grown up!
"Oh…"
Being laughed at by Gong Zhuoliang, his heart was a little nervous. Qiao Yingze looked at his back suspiciously. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, he smiled and shook his head and walked over. He went down to the ground and took the new underwear and trousers next to him, ready to put on. .
Speaking of which, Gong Zhuoliang didn't like to wear clothes when he lived outside, and he forced himself to sleep in clothes out of caution when he was at home, but Qiao Yingze was embarrassed to be so frank.
"…"
Gong Zhuoliang saw that Qiao Yingze was changing clothes with his back to him, so he hurriedly changed, and then simply wiped the bottom with the pants he had changed, and then pressed the criminal evidence under the two sets of changed clothes, and continued to do it on his face. With indifference.
Qiao Yingze didn't suspect him, and when they both changed into their coats, he rang the bell and called the maids to come in.
On weekdays, Ye Er and Qinghua are in charge of Gong Zhuoliang's grooming, Wenshu and Yuhua are in charge of Qiao Yingze, Hanshu prepares food, and Ruolan packs the bed and clothes for them.
Because the outer clothes are usually washed by the rough maid, and Ruo Lan is responsible for the personal wear and valuables, so she is also aware of some traces, so after seeing the strangeness on Gong Zhuoliang's pants , Ruo Lan couldn't help but burst out laughing when she understood. After provoking Gong Zhuoliang's hint of blinking, Ruo Lan hurriedly restrained her expression and wrapped her clothes together, but looking back at Gong Zhuoliang, her eyes were hard to hide. Joke... Her little master has grown up.
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Qiao Yingze didn't understand why when he saw the small movements of the two of them. He was used to his little daughter-in-law's intermittent out-of-tune. It can be done at one point, just as a gift for the big sale of the little daughter-in-law's magazine.
The 'novel' written by Gong Zhuoliang officially started serialization a year ago. There are six issues in total, and the 'sales' of each issue is growing rapidly. In addition, the 'single edition' and 'collection' are also selling very well. The sales of other types of books are also higher than that of general bookstores, um... These words are all Qiao Yingze heard Gong Zhuoliang say, he said that he is learning and using it now, in short, the business of the bookstore is very good, so Qiao Yingze wants to use the name of congratulations He gave Gong Zhuoliang the gift he had prepared for a long time, in order to make his little daughter-in-law happier.
Because Gong Zhuoliang was not used to being interrupted when he was writing, so when he officially started writing, he isolated a 'studio' for himself, just next to Qiao Yingze's study. The door is connected. He usually stays here when he writes articles, but he still accompanies Qiao Yingze in the study when he reads books and novels.
Today, Gong Zhuoliang locked himself in this studio not to write essays, but to make plans for his "sex" event.
This era is counted according to the year, that is to say, Gong Zhuoliang will be fourteen years old in another month, that is, on February 15th, and his last life was not counted as the days when he was with his hands. , it was only when he was 20 years old that he became famous and started to get in touch with the entertainment industry.
"Ugh…"
Sitting in the chair with Erlang's legs crossed in a contemplative state, Gong Zhuoliang felt that he was very aggrieved when he didn't grow up, but now that he's grown up, he's starting to be troubled again.
Everyone knows that doing that thing too early and indulging in **** are both physical and fundamental damage. Gong Zhuoliang doesn't want to grow up or fall into troubles such as inability to have **** and early sex, then his life's sexual happiness will be ruined. But who made his Xiao Xianggong so attractive? When Xiao Xiaogong hadn't grown up, he couldn't help it several times. Now Gong Zhuoliang is not confident that he can control him in this situation.
"I have to wait at least a year, how can I get the legal age?"
Gong Zhuoliang thought about it, and felt that for his long-term sexual well-being, he still had to hold back... However, although we are too restrictive, we can't do it now, can we taste the sweetness first? Or... just take advantage of my birthday this time and do some tricks?
Alas, what a growing pain!
Gong Zhuoliang couldn't help but smirk badly when he thought of the vulgar place. At this moment, there was a knock on the door leading to the study room. Gong Zhuoliang sat upright with a 'swish' and lifted the brush to show his concentration, and responded lightly. Qiao Yingze snorted.
"Zhuzhuo, I didn't disturb you, did I?"
Putting the big box in his hand behind him, Qiao Yingze walked in slowly with the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, looking at Gong Zhuoliang's gentle and intoxicating eyes.
"No, what did you take?"
Gong Zhuoliang put down his pen with a smile, and casually clipped the still blank rice paper into the manuscript on the side. His heart was itching because of Qiao Yingze's appearance, but his face continued to be calm, so he let himself pay attention. Turning to what Qiao Yingze was holding, he turned his head and looked behind him.
"Give it to you."
Qiao Yingze tapped Gong Zhuoliang's slanted head with his free hand, and then put the large and exquisite box on the table.
"Birthday present? Is it early?"
Looking up at Qiao Yingze who was standing beside him, Gong Zhuoliang didn't stand up either, so he started to open the box with a smile.
"No, it's to celebrate the success of your novel."
Seeing the surprise in Gong Zhuoliang's eyes when he opened the box, Qiao Yingze suddenly felt that his efforts over the past few days were not in vain.
"This is... Aren't you interested in novels?"
Gong Zhuoliang was really pleasantly surprised by this gift from Qiao Yingze. The vivid figure paintings were almost as if the characters in his book had come to the paper. Gong Zhuoliang believed that if Qiao Yingze hadn't written his novel After reading it carefully, it is impossible to draw such a picture.
Although Gong Zhuoliang said before that he wanted Qiao Yingze to read the manuscript for himself, but Gong Zhuoliang did not like others to point fingers when he wrote it, and secondly, even if he gave Qiao Yingze the manuscript, he often didn't see any comments from him. The young master Gong Zhuoliang thought that Qiao Yingze was still I didn't like to read it, so gradually I stopped talking about novels with him, and just read the finished manuscripts for him to read.
Gong Zhuoliang really didn't expect that Qiao Yingze had always looked at it very seriously, and he even drew all the main characters that appeared in the book. According to Qiao Yingze's character of being rather lacking and striving for perfection, he must have painted every picture very seriously. How long did it take to draw?
"You wrote differently."
It was rare to see Gong Zhuoliang's stunned appearance, Qiao Yingze couldn't help wrapping one hand around his shoulder from behind, then leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth... so cute.
"thanks!"
With the words "moved..." floating on his head, Gong Zhuoliang put down the painting cherished and stood up, holding Qiao Yingze's face and shoveling heavily on his lips.
Of course, Gong Zhuoliang didn't forget to wipe off the rouge from his lips first.
"I didn't read much before, and I didn't dare to disturb your thoughts. Now that I have some understanding, I should be able to help you."
In fact, Qiao Yingze has always been very interested in Gong Zhuoliang's novels, but when he saw Gong Zhuoliang before, he seemed to just talk about it casually, and it didn't seem like he really wanted to polish his pen. In addition, he was very little involved in this area, and he was afraid He doesn't know how to make jokes too much, so after Gong Zhuoliang said it, he didn't rush to give him advice, but secretly read a lot of books such as legends, and repeated Gong Zhuoliang's manuscript over and over again. After careful deliberation, he described the characters of the story according to his own understanding. Now that he was finally confident that he could help Gong Zhuoliang, he sent these paintings over. He also felt that he could help Gong Zhuoliang to read the text. .
"Of course I can, Xianggong, you are so great, I want to make these paintings into scrolls and hang them up!"
Looking at Qiao Yingze's shy appearance, Womb Zhuoliang couldn't help but heat up, so he hurriedly changed to hugging his neck and stopped looking at his face. Tears began to flow in his heart, and his willpower was shaky. How could this year be possible? Pretty good!
"Then... I want to return the gift tonight, okay?"
With his arms around Gong Zhuoliang's waist, Qiao Yingze blushed and whispered in his ear... The little daughter-in-law has not taken the initiative to get close to him for more than a month in order to manage the Chinese New Year affairs at home and manage the bookstore. No longer.
"…it is good."
The slightly low-pitched magnetic voice revealed a strong taste of temptation - at least in Gong Zhuoliang's ears, so the willpower immediately announced the strike, at most... just don't do a full set, tears.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX, the palace of the capital, Gong Zhuoxiang, who had just returned from the Hanlin Academy, heard the report of the servants, and with a solemn expression, he abducted to his study, where there were already two servants dressed as guards waiting there.
"How? Did you find any clues?"
Before Gong Zhuoxiang entered the room and waited to sit down, he opened his mouth to ask about the situation of the two of them. This was the third group of people he sent to the south to find Gong Zhuoliang's clues. Dad had already told him to be careful, so he could not No matter how many more people were sent, the previous people were unable to find out any useful news. Now, apart from the monthly correspondence with Gong Zhuoliang, he could no longer know any accurate news about him.
"Young master, the little people are incompetent, and they still haven't been able to find the location of Young Master Liang, but the little people found this thing in Bocheng, and there is an article by Young Master Liang on it."
When the two guards saw that their young master's face was not good, they hurriedly took out a few magazines in their luggage and handed them over, and couldn't help crying in their hearts.
They were unfamiliar in the south, and the young master was not allowed to disturb the Gong family and the Qiao family. Just relying on what the young master and the good young master knew in the correspondence, let them run all the way to find it. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack. Easy to find.
"Liang Ze Bookstore? Liang Ze... Liang... Ze?"
Gong Zhuoxiang flipped through the article written by Gong Zhuoliang and stroked his name with his fingers. From the name of the bookstore, he thought that Gong Zhuoliang asked Qiao Yingze to help buy property, and even the letter to himself had to be handed over by him, right? …
"Where are the Qiao family and the Gong family?"
Suppressing the tumultuous emotions in his heart because of this speculation, Gong Zhuoxiang comforted himself in his heart that his good son would not change his mind, let alone a person who would hook up with his brother-in-law and become an adulterer. There must be some reason for this!
"Brothers have been paying attention, and I have never seen Young Master Liang appear. The Gong family is still the same, Qiao family... I heard that the prefect's wife is mean and unkind, and because the eldest son is sick and the eldest daughter-in-law has a low family background, she hates her eldest son. , and the young lady and her family have hardly had any contact in the past year, but I heard that the way of doing business is very unusual. Liangze Bookstore was run by the young lady of the Qiao family, and now even our Beijing has this bookstore..."
The guard saw that Gong Zhuoxiang's face became more severe, and resisted the urge to wipe his sweat and replied more carefully, thinking that he had not seen him for a few months, and the majesty of the young master is becoming more and more like the old master.
"Well, go down and collect the reward, and take a few days to continue to check."
After listening to the news of the servant's inquiries, Gong Zhuoxiang sent them out in a cold voice, with a lot of thoughts for a while, and he was more and more unable to let go of this matter. Xindao has no choice but to have no choice but to leave Beijing now that he has entered an official career, and he will have to wait until May at the earliest...
Gong Zhuoxiang and the others who stayed in Hanlin in this period can only be sent out to practice for a year, and then they can officially return to the capital or be sent out to Renzhi County, so Gong Zhuoxiang can only go to Bocheng again while he is practicing. .
"Liang'er, since you can't come to the capital to find me, then I will go to Bocheng to find you again."
Suppressing all the doubts in his heart, Gong Zhuoxiang focused his attention on Gong Zhuoliang's article, thinking that he should really follow the script and everyone should study it. He didn't even start writing it himself. His sister and brother-in-law did not advise him to study hard...
From then on, Gong Zhuoxiang's desk would always have a magazine from the latest issue of Liang Zeshufang until he left Beijing for Bocheng again.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX "Ruo Lan, have you got anything?"
Taking advantage of Qiao Yingze's time to take a shower, Gong Zhuoliang called Ruo Lan into the room and extended his hand to her with flickering eyes.
"Young master, you just... this is not good."
Ruolan blushed and took out a bottle from her sleeve. Hesitantly, she didn't want to give it to Gong Zhuoliang. It contained medicated oil specially prepared for men's love. Ruolan knew that her young master had just become an adult. Intercourse can hurt.
As for how Ruolan, a girl who has not left the court, got this thing, ahem, where is the palace, and if you want any messy things, you can't get it, Ruolan naturally has her own channels.
"I know, I'm measured, don't worry Ruo Lan, this is a spare, a spare."
Gong Zhuoliang took the bottle and patted Ruolan on the shoulder soothingly, then closed the door and ran into the inner room to hide things by himself.
He really intends to put this away for emergencies. Who knows when he can't help but move the real thing, what if he can't find anything suitable and hurt his family's Xiaoxianggong? But he will try his best not to make the last step.
"Xiang Gong, do you want me to wipe your back for you?"
He happily floated to the bathroom door, Gong Zhuoliang leaned in with a smile, and saw Qiao Yingze, who was sitting in the tub, turning back to look at him.
"Let's wash together."
Qiao Yingze's face was red, and he didn't know if it was hot or steamed. He stopped his hand to spread his hair, pursed his lips and smiled and looked at Gong Zhuoliang.
"OK."
Gong Zhuoliang was almost jumped by his smile. He was just about to take off his clothes when Wen Shu suddenly called out from outside the door, saying that the old lady asked the young master and young lady to go to her yard. It was Jingshu who was about to give birth soon.
"…"
Gong Zhuoliang and Qiao Yingze looked at each other subconsciously, Qiao Yingze hurriedly got up and got out of the tub to change his clothes, Gong Zhuoliang also reacted and went to help him tidy up. Born sooner rather than later, but born at this time, really he #￥＾*#%…
