Everyone knows that Yan Tianmu is a good customer, as long as you can give him what he wants, he will never spare money.

The Gu family has no sons. There are no good-looking guests. There are no lovely and handsome servants. Yan Tianmu listened to the revelations one after another with interest, and the housekeeper and the subordinates next to him spontaneously formed an assembly line: invite people in, pay, and send off guests.

Based on his understanding of Yan Tianmu, the housekeeper who watched him grow up was sure that so far, the young master had not gotten the news he wanted. But looking at his expression, it didn't reach the point of exploding.

Yan Tianmu was indeed not angry, but very happy, where could he find such a fun guy? Cat and mouse are more flavorful.

He recalled over and over again the feeling of holding that youth, soft and fragrant, and the smell of his body was so attractive. At this age, it is difficult to distinguish between male and female. What about the daughter of the Gu family? Legend has it that she looks mediocre. Mediocre intelligence. and the maid around me stayed in the boudoir for many years. The servants of the Gu family were all slow to react. In short, there is no useful information.

He was at Gu's house. Yan Tianmu was not in a hurry. The boy was not wearing ordinary clothes, and the straps that bound his hair looked simple but exquisitely made. Moreover, it is no coincidence that we can meet in the same place after four years. He wouldn't be stupid enough to think that the Gu family would let the private back garden of the family come and go. It's no wonder that Master Gu is a low-key person, and if he changes himself, there is such a wonderful person in the family, and he will definitely lock the door and close the door, or send it directly to the mountains. The beauty of the world is not something that anyone can touch or afford.

He couldn't help but laugh at the thought of the little one's red face and red ears and the fire on his head, no matter what he was doing.

At nightfall, tossing and turning, he took the little one into a dream, and in the dream he loved him in every way. When I woke up, I found that there was only myself in the brocade, and my heart was doubly dazed.

Yan Tianmu painted one stroke at a time, tracing the young man in his memory on the paper, under his pen, the demeanor of the young man is complete, anyone who sees it, must sigh, a man can give birth to such feelings, it is really rare in the world. He first hung the painting on the side of the bed, gazed at it day by day, and then collected it in a close place, which was very cherished.

As the only son of the Yan family, he has a lot to do besides feelings.

A while ago, in the martial arts champion selection examination held by the imperial court, he defeated the heroes and won the championship in one fell swoop.

While he was still planning how to find this wonderful man, a decree was issued for him to set out as soon as possible.

Hurriedly bidding farewell to everyone, he rushed to the border with his unfulfilled wish and the painting in his hand.

Yan Tianmu didn't intend to entrust the matter of finding someone to anyone, if he happened to attract the covetousness of others, he would not be able to reach it when the time came, and it would be too late to regret it. Moreover, the crowd is looking for his feeling of a thousand degrees, and he wants to taste it alone.

Xiyan lazily lay on the bench in front of the window, and in the summer afternoon, he didn't even have the strength to move. On the table in the room, there was a piece of paper with writing thrown horizontally, and although he was already a teenager, he still couldn't escape the fate of being punished.

"Well, I'm tired. She muttered to herself.

Since Lei Yao left, my sister has fallen into a long longing for long. I wish to be the southwest wind and pass away into the arms of the king, which is more appropriate to describe her infatuation. My sister's current conversation revolves around her future husband, and even in her dreams, she is his shadow.

Sister can find happiness, she is happy, but after hearing too much, even she has inexplicable expectations for him, a man who is so gentle and delicate and not lacking in blood, how many women can resist? And she must not talk to her sister about such expectations and feelings. As a result, Xiyan spent most of the time in his room, although he was stuffy, but his heart was simple.

Lei Yao had a hard journey, but the task was completed very successfully, providing timely and powerful support for the offensive of the army. In the above table of the general, Lei Yao's contribution was highly praised.

Lei Xiao was very satisfied. Ankoku's territory was expanded by this campaign, and his younger brother, as a courtier, seemed to have fully understood his future role.