After being dedicated to the villain

Chapter 33

Generally speaking, a room with daily cleaning, incense and quilts, a mahogany carved bed and brocade curtains and jade screens should not have bugs.

Even in the summer when the insects are most active, there are at most a few mosquitoes.

But this night, Duan Lingyao learned a lot.

More than a dozen grotesque and colorful small insects are wandering wantonly on his warm, comfortable, spacious and fragrant bed.

A bunch of legged, carapaceous, soft...

Duan Lingyao's face was pale, and he kept backing away: "What are these things!"

Song Sijin crossed his legs and moved quietly towards the door. Seeing that he was so frightened and angry, he dared not answer: "Spiders, watermelon worms, earthworms..."

Duan Lingyao said angrily: "Who asked you this!"

Song Sijin immediately pursed his lips tightly.

The pampered little father-in-law encountered such a positive and rich knowledge of insects for the first time in his life. He rushed to the table, leaned on the table, bent over and retched: "Ugh—"

Song Sijin moved to the corner of the wall, staring at the bottom of the wall honestly, pretending that he did not exist.

Duan Lingyao couldn't vomit, retched for a while, and rushed to the sink to wash his hands.

"come here."

Song Sijin hesitated whether to pretend that he didn't hear.

Duan Lingyao calmed down after staying away from the big carved bed that he wanted to burn immediately. He showed a distorted smile, and while wiping his hands slowly, he said: "It's really not easy, Brother Jin, it must be very hard to accumulate so many bugs." , How long have you been digging, huh?"

Song Sijin shook his head slightly and quickly, shrinking further and further into the corner.

Duan Lingyao pressed his shoulders and pushed him back, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you have the ability to do it, you have the ability to act!"

Song Sijin almost burst into tears, and shook her head even faster.

He's not capable, so don't be him!

It's a pity that he is not as strong as Duan Lingyao, even if he wanted to get into a corner but could not get out, he was still pulled by Duan Lingyao.

Song Sijin was thin, with a slender waist, and the loose clothes he usually wore didn't make it obvious. Duan Lingyao reached out to hug her, and immediately drew a romantic arc.

Duan Lingyao was angry and annoyed, his face turned pale with fright, and then his face turned red again, he strangled him in his arms, opened his mouth, and bit Song Sijin's shoulder viciously.

Song Sijin gasped in pain and struggled subconsciously, but when he moved, Duan Lingyao bit even harder, and he didn't dare to struggle anymore. Thinking of his previous experience, he tried hard to let himself relax and lean into Duan Lingyao's arms.

In this way, Duan Lingyao really calmed down a little. He let go, squinted his eyes and sneered, and licked those small fangs that made Song Sijin afraid: "Brother Jin is afraid? But I think you are very courageous." Well, the big ones amazed me."

Song Sijin shook his head hard, feeling that his neck was about to break, and his waist was about to break as well, because he had strangled him.

Fortunately, Duan Lingyao didn't really want to beat him up. Duan Lingyao took a deep breath, and his smile became more sinister and distorted: "It's okay, it's really okay, isn't it just a few bugs, the bed will be gone when it burns... It doesn't matter, haha, I will I don't care! You are weak, I don't care about you... Haha, it doesn't matter, we will settle the score when you are well-raised!"

Song Sijin swallowed, and began to think about how to make himself feel weak.

He escaped by chance, his heart was pounding, he felt angry for scaring Duan Lingyao, and worried about his follow-up revenge.But to be honest, Duan Lingyao didn't deal with him on the spot... It was really unexpected.

Why does he act like he's worried about his health?

why?

I can't sleep here tonight, the bed in the wing room is not big enough, Duan Lingyao mercifully allowed Song Sijin to go back to the Cangcui Courtyard to rest - of course he will go there.

The two walked in tandem, with Xin Yi and Xin Qing holding lanterns on both sides to illuminate.

Duan Lingyao was in front, he was full of anger, hugged his arms tightly, raised his chin high, and walked with big strides.

Song Sijin was behind, walking slowly, the two of them should have traveled a long distance, but after walking a few steps, Duan Lingyao would stop and wait for Song Sijin.

But he never looked back.

The night was still deeper, and the galaxy was boundless. Song Sijin stared at the back of Duan Lingyao's head and thought for a long time, and found an answer for himself: he must want to torture himself for a longer time, and he has upgraded himself to a fiance!

This answer is very reasonable, Song Sijin kicked the stones on the ground, and suddenly had fun: If he keeps pretending to be sick, can he scare Duan Lingyao as much as he wants?

He twitched happily, pulling the tooth marks on his shoulders, so he dismissed the idea instantly.

Duan Lingyao's teeth are too sharp, it's better not to give him a reason to bite.

-

Xiao He and Da Zhuang didn't receive the news in advance, and suddenly saw their master coming, they frantically lit up lights to greet them.

Xiaohe wanted to have a few words with Song Sijin, but Duan Lingyao told them to back down when they entered the room, and there was no chance to talk to Song Sijin at all.

This night Duan Lingyao really didn't torture Song Sijin as he said, he hugged the person alone, with his arms wrapped around his arms, cuddled together and fell asleep sticky.

The bed curtain was pulled down, and it was pitch black when you opened your eyes. The small space was as warm as spring, and you could hear the subtle breathing of the person next to the pillow.

Maybe I was used to being tossed about by him before, and nothing happened tonight, but I'm not used to it.

Song Sijin couldn't fall asleep, and after a while he became thirsty and wanted to get out of bed to drink water. He carefully moved Duan Lingyao's hand away from his body, but when he got up, he forgot the strand of hair that was caught, and when he moved, he pulled himself It hurt, and even tugged Duan Lingyao.

Sleep was disturbed, Duan Lingyao wrinkled his small face and muttered, turning over gently.

Seeing that he was still asleep, Song Sijin tiptoed out of bed.

Just after drinking a glass of cold water, a thin voice suddenly came from the back window: "Young Master Song, Young Master Song..."

Song Sijin's hairs stood up on the back of Song Sijin's neck from the soul-screaming voice, but upon listening carefully, the voice was very familiar, as if it was Xiaohe.

The back window was so high that the outside wall could not be seen, Song Sijin walked over and asked cautiously, "Who are you?"

"I'm Xiaohe."

Song Sijin was surprised: "How do you know it's me?"

Xiaohe said: "The villain has been guarding here for a long time, and when he heard footsteps, he knew it was you."

"Can you hear the footsteps?" Song Sijin admired him even more, "You are really amazing."

Xiaohe's voice was slightly lowered: "Well, the villain's hearing is very good. Mr. Lan Chi originally planned to accept the villain as a disciple, but unfortunately the villain has no talent for playing the piano... Oh, how do I talk about this, the villain actually has something to think about. Here it is, but don’t let the young man find out.”

Song Sijin was either imprisoned in Qixia Courtyard or followed by Xin Qing. Xiaohe couldn't find a chance to communicate with him. He was afraid that he would return to Qixia Courtyard tomorrow, so he had to take risks at this moment.

"What is it?"

"It's my young master's relic." Xiaohe sniffled, "When he was giving the villain a vacation, he suddenly asked me to give it to you if he disappeared in the future. Mr. Song, when will you have it?" Any chance to get something?"

Thinking of Lan Chi, Song Sijin couldn't help feeling depressed, and said, "I don't know, or I'll go out now."

In the dead of night, Xin Yi was resting in the ear room, Xin Qing was dozing off at the door, and Song Sijin gently opened the door, Xin Qing woke up instantly.

"Second Young Master Song, what orders do you have?"

Song Sijin shook his head, pointed to his stomach, then pointed to his mouth, and then pointed to the direction of the kitchen.

Xin Qing smiled and said: "Understood, my little one will help you fetch supper, please wait a moment."

He watched Song Sijin enter the house and close the door, then knocked on the door of the anteroom, and then left Cangcui Courtyard to go to the kitchen to get supper.

The door of the side room was quietly opened a crack.

Song Sijin heard Xin Qing's footsteps leaving the hospital, probed her head and walked out again.

Xiaohe sneaked over, holding a very conspicuous big box in his arms: "Young Master Song, this is it."

Song Sijin: "..."

It's so big, how can he hide it?

It is unrealistic for Xiaohe to take it away again, so Song Sijin could only take the big box and go back to the house to hide it under the bed.

Song Sijin knelt on the ground and stuffed things in, stuffing them deeper so that the servants would not find them easily when sweeping the floor.After stuffing, he supported the edge of the bed and was about to get up when he suddenly felt a hand resting on his own.

People are scary, Song Sijin almost jumped up at that moment.

He raised his head in panic, facing a pair of deep eyes with two bright lights behind them.

"I……"

Duan Lingyao poked out a round head from the bed curtain, staring at Song Sijin with serious eyes: "What are you doing?"

With a heart raised high, Song Sijin glanced nervously at random, and his eyes drifted to a pair of shoes beside the bed. They were Duan Lingyao's small leather boots, and Song Sijin's shoes had already been stepped on by himself.

Song Sijin panicked and couldn't think too much. He grabbed his sleeve and wiped the surface of his leather boots pretendingly, then looked up at Duan Lingyao innocently.

Duan Lingyao's eyes were a bit strange: "I don't sleep most of the night, I ran out of bed and knelt to polish my shoes. Brother Jin, you don't have any special hobbies, do you?"

Song Sijin bit the bullet and nodded.

Duan Lingyao curled up one corner of his mouth: "Oh, no wonder Brother Jin becomes obedient when he becomes fierce. Well, I will definitely make you happy in the future. But it's not enough right now. It's cold on the ground, so come up and rest first."

Song Sijin was beating drums in his heart, he didn't quite understand what he was talking about, although he got over it, he always had a bad premonition.

He climbed onto the bed, passed Duan Lingyao, and lay down obediently on the inside.

As soon as he lay down, Duan Lingyao posted it again.

"Brother Jin, don't make me angry all the time, okay?"

Song Sijin was a little guilty, it wasn't because Duan Lingyao was too aggressive that he wanted to scare him by catching bugs, the rest of the time he never thought of provoking him.

Duan Lingyao rubbed against his shoulder, playing with his hand, and said: "You make me angry, and you will suffer in the end. Be good, just like a few days ago, and I will treat you well."

Song Sijin subconsciously tightened his hands.

I always feel that what Duan Lingyao said about you is very unconvincing.

But he still nodded, his eyelashes trembling slightly, making a silent and submissive look.

……

Because the bed was full of bugs, Song Sijin just mentioned it a little, and Duan Lingyao agreed to stay in Cangcui Courtyard from now on.

It is also true that Duan Lingyao said that he has been idle recently. He started to stay at home all day.

He supervised Song Sijin to drink the tonic soup twice a day, and put a bunch of vegetables in his bowl every time he ate, Song Sijin's face became rosy visible to the naked eye.

And because he was too free, and the doctor said to be restrained and not to play with Song Sijin's body all the time, Duan Lingyao thought of another thing.

"I will supervise your calligraphy practice!"

Duan Lingyao sat on the edge of the table with his legs crossed, holding a shiny black ruler in his hand, the corners of his lips curled up, and his eyes turned maliciously around Song Sijin.

Song Sijin held the pen and practiced calligraphy tremblingly.

After practicing a big character, I handed it to Duan Lingyao for inspection, and Duan Lingyao quickly drew several red circles on it.

"It's written like this, it's not serious at all, Brother Jin said it should be punished?"

Song Sijin knew what he meant, and stretched out his hand aggrievedly waiting for Duan Lingyao's ruler to fall down.

Duan Lingyao's thugs beat him very hard. Holding the ruler, he patted Song Sijin's palm lightly. Just when Song Sijin thought it was time to finish, he suddenly slapped it down.

Duan Lingyao controlled the strength well, the blow was loud and clear but not too painful, the palms were slightly numb, Song Sijin blushed in shame.

He resisted and wanted to hide.

Duan Lingyao gave him a threatening look, hooked his toes, and hooked Song Sijin's thigh to pull him in front of him.

"Why, not convinced? If it wasn't for your distraction when practicing calligraphy, would you be punished?"

That being said, it wasn't because he kept staring at him with that frightening look that he couldn't help being distracted, let alone...

Song Sijin wrote a sentence on the white paper: I am an elder brother, older than you, you can't do this, this is the way to teach children.

It's too shameful to ask a boy younger than him to teach him such a lesson.

Duan Lingyao read the note and burst out laughing. He hooked Song Sijin's shoulders with his arms and said coquettishly, "Oh, I forgot. I'm sorry, brother Jin. I just want to help you." You learn a lesson."

Song Sijin saw that he was so soft, and thought he was really negligent.

So I wrote another note and handed it expectantly: Can I not slap my palm in the future?

Duan Lingyao said briskly, "Of course you can!"

So when there were too many mistakes and omissions again, Duan Lingyao picked up the ruler, and Song Sijin hurriedly wrote a new note: I agreed to hit the palm of my hand.

Duan Lingyao licked the corners of her red lips, and glanced at him cunningly and frivolously: "I didn't intend to hit my palm."

What to do?

Duan Lingyao tapped his thigh: "Turn around."

Song Sijin hesitated and turned around.

Duan Lingyao: "Bend down."

Song Sijin: "..."

He widened his eyes in shock and shook his head vigorously.

The shiny black ruler slid down slowly along his shoulder.

Even through a layer of thick clothes, Duan Lingyao still knows how attractive the beauty ditch behind Song Sijin is, there are two small holes down there, poking it with a ruler, Song Sijin can't help it trembling.

And further down, upright but not obtrusive, is the destination of the ruler.

Snapped!

Loud and crisp.

Duan Lingyao laughed cheerfully: "Brother Jin doesn't like being slapped on the palm, so do you like being slapped here?"

Song Sijin stood there in a daze, and after a while, his face became redder and redder: "I like it."

-

Please, Duan Lingyao, don't stay in Beppu all day, go out more to have fun!

Song Sijin prayed day and night, Duan Lingyao finally went out.

Given a rare opportunity, Song Sijin closed the doors and windows, and secretly dragged out the big box hidden under the bed.

This is a relic given to him by Lan Chi. It turned out that Lan Chi had prepared himself to die before going up to Hutou Mountain.

After that night, Xiaohe found him again, saying that his mission had been completed and he planned to leave here.In fact, it's not that Xiaohe has nowhere to go, he just wants to help Lan Chi with one last thing.

Duan Lingyao was really easy to talk these days, Song Sijin wrote a note begging him to let Xiaohe go back to his hometown, but he didn't stop him and let Xiaohe leave.

When the two of them are in a trance, Song Sijin will have an illusion that Duan Lingyao is slowly getting better.

But after waking up, he felt that this feeling was ridiculous, he couldn't even speak!

Song Sijin sighed.

Lan Chi used his own example to tell him that he should not trust his intuition casually, the more complicated the person, the more confused Song Sijin was.

Therefore, facing this relic, Song Sijin hesitated.

Do you really want to open it?

Mingming decided to forget about Lan Chi and never feel sad for him again.

but……

Song Sijin still stretched out his hand and opened the big box. The moment he opened it, he froze in place.

He remembered that when Lan Chi went up the mountain, he didn't bring a piano with him. His favorite Yaoqin, he loved it so much that he had to wipe it every day. He taught Song Sijin to play with his own piano. Qin broke, but he didn't mind at all.

And now, this piano is left to Song Sijin.

why?

Song Sijin shook his head vigorously.

Don't think, don't think... the more you think, the more painful it is.

Song Sijin lightly plucked the strings, and the familiar tone was clear and sweet, and he woke up instantly, remembering where he was.

Making a sound would attract people, so he had to hide it quickly, so he quickly packed the box and stuffed it back deep under the bed.

But he didn't see a figure reflected on the window. When he took out the piano, the figure stood there motionless. Naturally, he didn't know how much self-control the owner of the shadow used to not kick the door in.

Song Sijin sat on the ground leaning against the bed, feeling quite depressed.

The door was opened suddenly, and Duan Lingyao walked in with a normal face: "Why is brother Jin sitting on the ground?"

Song Sijin was startled, and quickly got up to pretend that I hadn't done anything bad. He strolled to the bookshelf, pretending that he wanted to read a book.

Duan Lingyao glanced at the dust on his knees, and suddenly said with a smile: "Brother Jin is looking for my boots, right?"

Song Sijin: "..."

"I took the previous pair to wash, it doesn't matter, I bought a new pair today."

Duan Lingyao lightly clapped her hands: "I asked brother Jin to endure it for so long before, it's my brother's fault, I must satisfy my brother today."

Song Sijin was stunned. Does this mean to ask him to shine his shoes?

Before he could pretend to find a cloth towel, Duan Lingyao stepped forward and pushed him directly onto the chair to sit on.

Then he raised his right foot and stepped on it between his legs. The smooth leather surface showed a bit of hardness and indifference. Song Sijin was touched by the toe of the shoe, and he bent his knees and pressed closer.

The young man raised his chin proudly, with a frivolous smile on the corner of his lips: "Brother Jin, do you like it?"

Song Sijin looked at him blankly, scratched the side of his face, thought of his lie, could only say that he liked it, then lowered his head and polished his shoes with his sleeve.

The place where he stepped was too short, which was very inconvenient. Song Sijin raised his knee, put his foot on it, and then quickly wiped the upper of the shoe.

finished!

No stuffing!

Song Sijin was very satisfied with her rigorous performance.

Song Sijin looked up at Duan Lingyao, and gave him a small smile: Look, I have no problem at all!

"Hahaha, Brother Jin, don't be shy!"

Duan Lingyao couldn't help laughing, and his foot slipped off his knee. He simply sat on Song Sijin's lap, hugged his neck, and smiled and said a few words in his ear.

Song Sijin: "..."

Song Sijin: "?"

Song Sijin: "!"

Song Sijin turned pale with fright, shook his head quickly, looked at Duan Lingyao pitifully, turned left and right, grabbed a pen and ink and quickly wrote a line on it: I haven't taken care of my body yet.

Duan Lingyao showed two small dimples: "It doesn't matter what you say, you have to ask the doctor to see it."

The author says:

I wrote a little bit more today, so I'm a little late, so forgive me, kid.

I have seen those who asked to chase their wives, hehe, sooner or later Xiao Duan will cry.

感谢在2022-07-2818:26:18-2022-07-2919:21:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: holowin, 1 year jujube;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yuluo Qianshan; 5 bottles of Nian Zaozi; 1 bottle of Xixu, Peach Oolong, Woyier, and Ciel;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!