Zhong Liyan quietly left Zhongli Mansion and headed north, through a long alley, to Su Mansion. I went around to the backyard and climbed the top of the Sufu wall by a tree next to the wall. "Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo" Zhong Liyan leaned on the wall, his hands trumpeted and put to his mouth. Last year, when he went home to visit his mother, he happened to meet Su Changqing, who was waiting for Su in Zhongli Mansion, and the two hit it off at first sight, and they got along very well. Su Changqing is Su Ji's adopted son, and Su has managed him very strictly, never letting him meet guests easily. Although Zhong Liyan hated Su Ji's betrayal of his mother, in the eyes of a child, this had nothing to do with the partner he had fun with. These three "cuckoos" are the joint codes of the two, but they don't seem to be working. Zhong Liyan thought, "Maybe he has forgotten." "I fell down as I slid down the wall against a tree, and my ass came into close contact with the earth. Zhongli Yan stood up with grinning teeth, patted the ash on his buttocks, looked back at Su Fu for the last time, and ran away. At this time, in a side room near the courtyard wall in the backyard of the Su Mansion, Su Changqing used his limbs together, struggling desperately, and his big black hand covered his mouth, and he could only make a "hmm" sound. "I'm sorry, young master, in order to prevent you from saying something you shouldn't say and disrupt our plan, I have wronged you. After speaking, the man behind him pressed his head with one hand, his lips squirmed, and he read silently, Su Changqing only felt that his eyes were dark and he fainted.