Two days have passed, Zhuang Qinghong has been under house arrest in the Yuxue Pavilion, he can't even get out of his bedroom, and he can't know any news outside, Zhuang Qinghong is anxious to get on the fire, he eats lightly, and his mouth is also foaming, he is really afraid, thinking that Zhuang Fei will be violated by some men, those men may be wine bags and rice bags, or they may be pawns of peddlers, as long as they have money...... Thinking of Zhuang Fei's mood, Zhuang Qinghong felt suffocated for a while.

Zhuang Fei ...... Why be so stupid.

"Dustless Boy...... Please have a meal. The little boy who delivered the meal helped Zhuang Qinghong up, put the small table on the bed, and presented a few small dishes, compared to the previous exquisite, the current dishes are much inferior.

The slave who can be recruited at hand, the concession kitchen, the privilege of Qiē is gone, and even, he is not even as good as a slightly more proud little man, and he is still under house arrest in the quiet Yuxue Pavilion.

He couldn't even receive the news that might have spread all over the outside.

The little boy quickly set the meal, and looked out through the window, with a little eagerness on his face.

This little boy looked like he was eleven or twelve years old, and Zhuang Qinghong tried to get words out of his mouth, but he never spoke. Zhuang Qinghong did not ignore his eagerness, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, Zhuang Qinghong seemed to open his mouth unintentionally, his words were extremely ingenious, the child did not notice for a while, and then said, "Tomorrow is the big day for the new Oiran to parade the street, Oiran promised to let the slave be his umbrella boy, I don't know if I remember." ”

Zhuang Qinghong was startled, and his words were not hurried, making people want to pour out*, and cautiously said, "Oiran-sama? This year's Oiran is not Bixi Lou......"

"You don't know yet, the Oiran and the Oiran candidate of Bixi Building seem to have been disfigured because of the tilting inside the building! Bixilou's mother tried her best to suppress the news, but there were no candidates for Oiran, so she could nominate one at random, if it wasn't beautiful, she wouldn't let everyone in Huajie die of laughter! So the day before yesterday, the mother of Bixi Building, please help our Hongli mother, this year's Oiran will be made up by our Changfeng Building! Now I forget that we know that Changfeng Lou is going to raise an Oiran, we originally had a year to launch the Oiran Lord, and now there will be no one to raise the Oiran, and Bixi Lou is counting on seeing our jokes. Hmph, I think they are destined to be disappointed, I saw Lord Oiran, he is very beautiful, and he will definitely let others see the demeanor of our Changfeng Tower! "When the little boy said this, he had a sense of pride, the Oiran of their Changfeng Building must be the most beautiful! It's more beautiful than the one in front of you!

Zhuang Qinghong turned a thousand thoughts in his heart, and his face was still silent, "That's ...... Our Oiran of Changfeng Tower......"

Suddenly, there was a cough outside, Xiao Tong immediately reacted, his face turned pale, and he didn't care that Zhuang Qinghong's rice was useless, so he hurriedly withdrew the meal and left in a hurry.

There are only two quarters of an hour to eat, and the guards outside will remind you when the time is up, not even for a second longer.

Zhuang Qinghong sat on the bed and thought about it, Hongli had made up his mind to make him an Oiran, and there was a suitable candidate for training as an Oiran, and now he was only twelve or thirteen years old, and the Oiran launched should not be this one.

After all, why are the two capable people in Bixi Building disfigured, it is too strange, when the Oiran is about to parade the street, there must be a lot of people around the Oiran, why did such an accident happen?

There is also a child who said, it seems that the new Oiran promised him to be a boy who holds an umbrella when he parades the streets, and the new Oiran is extremely beautiful...... Could it be that Hongli still hides a beauty?

And if you go to the street tomorrow, Changfeng Lou will be very busy tonight, and tomorrow's guards will definitely weaken, it is an opportunity, go to Zhuang Fei tomorrow, even if he is a fugitive, he will take Zhuang Fei away!

Zhuang Qinghong lay down, closed his eyes as if he saw Zhuang Fei again, he hadn't seen him for two days, and he seemed to remember Zhuang Fei even more...... In the past two days, he has not rested very well, the injury medicine is not the best, and the injury is not complete, thinking that he must fall asleep early to recuperate his spirit, Zhuang Qinghong can't sleep, all worried about the future.

Escape, this is not a good way, Zhuang Qinghong knows, so when he was injured at the beginning, he did not choose to escape, not to mention how to get out of Flower Street, he became a wanted criminal when he got out of Flower Street, he was originally a sinner, if he escaped, the crime would be added to the first, and there was no household registration, where should they live, no capital, no land, what do they live on, where is there a place for them. He and Zhuang Fei are both extraordinary, and they are easy to get into trouble when they go there, even if they cover their faces, how far can they go without net worth?

But if they don't leave, what can they do? Zhuang Qinghong felt extremely tired.

Zhuang Qinghong couldn't sleep at all, until after nightfall, there was a sound at the door, he heard it clearly, the guard at the door said hello, Qing'er's warning, the door was gently pushed open, and someone walked in.

His heart suddenly became sour, and Zhuang Qinghong knew that Zhuang Fei was coming. Zhuang Fei's footsteps were as always, as if he couldn't hear them, Zhuang Fei had come to cover the quilt for him many times, and he was also so light, for fear of waking him up.

"Childe ......" Zhuang Qinghong closed his eyes, he didn't dare to speak, the outside was full of ears, he couldn't let others be alert, otherwise it would be true, there was no chance at all.

There was no light in the bedroom at night, the window was closed, and it was pitch black, but Zhuang Fei knew the furnishings in this room, and easily walked to the side of Zhuang Qinghong's bed, his eyes adapted to the darkness, and finally he could see Zhuang Qinghong, who was lying on the bed and not sleeping very well.

Zhuang Fei smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to stroke Zhuang Qinghong's face, and rubbed Zhuang Qinghong's frowning brows, "Childe, do you still have any worries when you fall asleep?" ”

Zhuang Qinghong closed his eyes and breathed steadily.

"Childe, my name was given by Childe, and I know right from wrong, but Childe has forgotten Zhuang Fei. Childe saved Zhuang Fei twice, and now Zhuang Fei can also help Childe again. ”

Zhuang Qinghong's heart was shocked, how could it be! He remembered that the little servant looked ordinary! How could it be such a beautiful Zhuang Fei!

"Childe said that he couldn't keep Zhuang Fei, it's okay." Zhuang Qinghong listened to Zhuang Fei's low voice, and felt the sleeve that crossed his cheeks, the touch of the fabric was very soft, and it was not worse than what he usually wore, "I know Childe's wishes, Zhuang Fei will definitely do his best to protect Childe." ”

Zhuang Qinghong's heart was sour again, and there was a burning feeling in his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were already wet.

"......" head was moved slightly, Zhuang Qinghong closed his eyes, felt another burning breath getting closer and closer, guessing what Zhuang had to do, Zhuang Qinghong couldn't help but straighten his back.

Two soft lips were pasted on the lips, gently touched and left, and then pasted up, repeatedly gently rubbed and sipped, tossing and sucking, although the action was gentle, but there was a kind of determination, the burning breath sprayed on Zhuang Qinghong's face, Zhuang Qinghong felt that his body was hot, I don't know if it was because of Zhuang Fei's influence, or if he was originally as emotional as Zhuang Fei, Zhuang Qinghong's breathing gradually became hot.

Finally, the lips were tightly attached to him, stretched out the tip of the shy tongue, crossed the corners of his lips, licked his lips, and poked in from the gap between his lips...... Desperately suppressed, so that there was no abnormality.

"Don't worry, Childe, Zhuang Fei will definitely protect you." Zhuang Fei murmured, sipped on Zhuang Qinghong's lips again, stood up, and turned to leave.

Listening to Qing'er at the door, she seemed to comfort Zhuang Fei, and said that her clothes were dusty and so on, until the movement disappeared completely, Zhuang Qinghong moved her stiff body, touched her cheeks, and there was no trace of the place burned by Zhuang Fei's hot tears, but she still felt a hot pain, touched her lips, and the feeling of Fang Cai had all disappeared, only the bitterness continued to brew and roll......

Can he still ...... Do you live up to this affection? The ordinary of the year, has been out and down, no, has been transformed so beautiful, like a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon, flying away, until he can no longer keep it.