What should I do if I have broken my sleeve because of too much mourning?

Chapter 3

Ever since he learned the news of Du Yurou's marriage that day, Wei Sang has been sick all day, in a bad mood, and has eaten a lot less every day.After two or three days, he didn't see He Xuan, he was not sure if He Xuan knew about his affair with Du Yurou.

If he knew, he didn't know what He Xuan would think.

Wei Sang is also a man himself, so if he thinks about it in his shoes, if his bed-warming male pet is thinking of others, he will be angry in his heart.

Housekeeper Zhao has been very diligent these few days.

It's just that the expression on his face is a bit cold, it should be unhappy, and it's nothing to do every time, just bring him some fun and delicious food.

Yesterday, a troupe was brought in to sing for Wei Sang.Wei Sang hadn't listened to opera before. Most of the time, the old man and his wife invited the theater troupe to sing on their birthdays.

Today I brought a few more jade hairpins for men's hair, each of which is exquisite and luxurious.Wei Sang calculated in his heart that he couldn't afford this hairpin after working for a year.

Suddenly remembered, when he was with Rou'er, he didn't give Rou'er anything.

"Steward Zhao... this jade hairpin is too precious... I can't take it..." Wei Sang was used to living a poor life, and with such a fine jade, he couldn't afford to pay for it if he accidentally broke it.

"Put it away. It's just a few hairpins, nothing to Mr. He." Butler Zhao put the things on the table, and glanced at Wei Sang, probably because he disliked his pettiness.

Butler Zhao Ming is the eldest son of Zhao.Wei Sang heard the discussions of his servants in the past few days, and coupled with Zhao Hui's familiarity with Zhao Hui's words that day, it was easy to guess. Moreover, Steward Zhao's temperament was obviously different from that of his servants, unlike the servants who were timid. , he was full of arrogance.It's just that I don't know why the eldest son of the richest man in Jizhou is willing to come to the magistrate's house to be a housekeeper.

"Thank you, Steward Zhao." Wei Sang cupped his hands as a thank you.

"You don't need to thank me, Master He just ordered it. I don't want to please you." Butler Zhao raised his eyebrows, then covered his mouth with his hand, and coughed, as if annoyed.Before Wei Sang could reply, he left in a hurry.

It's all right now, I slipped my mouth, Zhao Butler patted his mouth as soon as he went out.

It turns out that these things were prepared by Mr. He.Only then did Wei Sang realize that this was to...please him?

He is just a little male favorite...why do you need to please him.

Wei Sang couldn't figure it out.

After dinner at night, Wei Sang leaned on the soft cushion on the bed to read a book.No one told him if he could go out, so he didn’t dare to go out. From being bought back to now, he would read books when he had nothing to do. Looking at it like this, he has become more literate. Generally speaking, he can read a rough idea of ​​a novel .

Just when he saw the excitement, the scholar met the beautiful white fox demon. The white fox admired the scholar's knowledge and fell in love with him.

At this moment, the door creaked open.

It's not the white fox demon who promised her body, but He Xuan.

"You...why are you here..." Wei Sang was startled, forgot to use the honorific, and hurriedly got out of bed to salute.He only had obscene clothes on his body, and he came down with bare feet. His white feet stepped on the black ground, which looked very small and beautiful, but it was not as soft as a woman's feet.

"There's no need to salute from now on." He Xuan closed the door, saw him stepping on the ground with bare feet, and reached out to hug Wei Sang.

"You..." He Xuan came suddenly, Wei Sang's heart was in a mess, and he was hugged without paying attention.He has never been treated like this since he was so old, he subconsciously pushed He Xuan's chest, he was not strong enough, He Xuan remained motionless, it looked like he was acting like a spoiled child.Realizing this, Wei Sang clenched his fists, his face turned pale.

"Are you happier these few days?" He Xuan put Wei Sang on the bed, and he himself sat on the edge of the bed, his ears slightly pink.Wei Sang lit a lot of lights in the room to read, and it was very bright, but he kept his head down, so he didn't see the ray of pink.

"I..." Wei Sang didn't know how to answer, his mind was in a mess and he couldn't concentrate at all.The moon is dark and the wind is high. If He Xuan wants to...then how should he deal with it?Thinking of this, sweat started to break out on my forehead.

……etc?He Xuan knew about him and Du Yurou...?

Wei Sang suddenly realized, raised his head, his wide eyes betrayed his heart.

It was dark, and the orange candles in the room were flickering.

"Don't think too much." He Xuan lowered his head, unwilling to face Wei Sang's flustered eyes.His voice was very soft, low and soft, and he took out two small bottles from his sleeve and put them in Wei Sang's hands. "These are two bottles of Ningyu Ointment. It will be better if you rub it on your hands."

In the past, when working in winter, it was unavoidable to touch cold water. Wei Sang had several scars left by frostbite on his hands. As a man, he didn't think it was a problem, but every winter the frostbite would recur and made him feel uncomfortable. He didn't expect He Xuan to notice him. Scars on hands.

"Thank you...you." Wei Sang was about to call out again, but he couldn't say anything because the people in front of him were staring at him.

He Xuan opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

The room was silent, and the night watchman left when He Xuan entered the door, only the sound of crickets singing.

It was so quiet... He Xuan could hear her own breathing.

The person in front of him sat obediently in front of him, his black hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, revealing a fair and slender neck.Wei Sangsheng was handsome, with fair skin and clear eyes.

Very delicious.He Xuan thought.

It seems that as long as he wants, the person in front of him will lie in his arms softly, let him caress wantonly, let him do whatever he wants.

As he thought so, his body moved uncontrollably.

"My lord...you..." Wei Sang felt that something was wrong, just when he raised his head, his pink lips opened and closed slightly, and he was kissed by He Xuan who lowered his head.

The soft lips were forcibly sucked and ravaged, and the wet and hot tip of the tongue tentatively licked the lips, trying to squeeze into the closed gap and enter the room.Wei Sang's eyes widened, and he struggled back indiscriminately, but was pushed down on the bed by the man who had just succeeded, with both hands pinned to the sides of his head, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape.

Even a little slack, the sly tip of the tongue immediately seized the opportunity to squeeze into the mouth, plundering the space in the mouth.

"Don't..." Wei Sang's tongue was tied as soon as he opened his mouth, and he was forced to be entangled with the intruder.The sound of tsk tsk water seemed to be right next to his ears. The opponent's attack was too brutal and powerful, and he couldn't dodge it.

At some point, the tie of the obscene clothes was untied, and a warm hand sneaked in, stroking the delicate waist.There was a chill on the chest, the front of the clothes was already opened wide, the hand gave up the waist, and turned to touch the underwear.

"Stop! Let go!" Without the restraint of one hand, Wei Sang had no time to care who the person in front of him was, and could only struggle desperately.

Two feet stepped on He Xuan's thighs, not letting him get closer.

He Xuan's fair face was slightly pink, and he was breathing rapidly. He put his hands beside Wei Sang and stared down at the people below him.

The clothes were messy and the placket was opened wide, revealing a thin chest, which rose and fell due to violent movements.His lips were bright red and slightly swollen, and the bright liquid at the corners of his mouth tempted him to kiss her.

But he couldn't go on.

Wei Sang's eyes were full of resistance, without a trace of indulging in pleasure.

He doesn't like it.

He Xuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, got off Wei Sang silently, and stood under the bed.

Seeing him leave, Wei Sang quickly sat up and pulled up his clothes, then moved behind the bed, away from He Xuan, in order to comfort him.

He Xuan didn't leave, nor did he speak.

After a while, Wei Sang regained consciousness, only to realize that what he had done seemed...too much.He was originally a prostitute, and since he signed the deed of prostitution, he couldn't be his own master.If you want him to do rough work, he has to do rough work. If you want him to be a man's pet to please men, he has to abide by his duty as a man's pet. Just now he refused the master's courtship...

Wei Sang turned pale with fright.

Those who have signed the contract of sale are the slaves of the master, and they have no freedom at all.At the beginning, Du Yurou's cousin knew that he had feelings for Du Yurou, so in the winter they sent someone to beat him unconscious and throw him into the river.If it wasn't for Du Yurou who brought people here quickly, he probably would not have survived until now.

Now that he made He Xuan unhappy, I don't know how he will punish himself.

"You don't have to be afraid, I won't move you." Seeing the person on the bed turn pale with fright, He Xuan thought it was because he was afraid of the bed.He naturally knew that Wei Sang liked women, but he didn't expect him to be so resistant to men's liking.

Wei Sang nodded timidly, but he didn't know that his fingertips were turning white as he tightly grasped the soft brocade quilt under him.

Forget it, seeing people so frightened, how dare he move.He Xuan laughed at herself from the bottom of her heart.In order to divert his attention, he saw a wooden box under the bed, but he didn't know what it was.All the things in this room were prepared by him, as well as the usual vernacular novels, rare and exotic toys, all of which he brought over after reading them.He had never seen this wooden box before, but it aroused his thoughts.

Thinking of this, He Xuan bent down and picked up the box, put it on the table in the room, and asked Wei Sang, "What is this?"

As he spoke, he was about to open it.

Seeing He Xuan bent over, Wei Sang secretly thought something was wrong, but before he could stop him, he watched helplessly as the person in front of him took out the wooden box from under the bed.

"do not……!"

Just as Wei Sang uttered a word, the wooden box was already opened by He Xuan.

Several jades of different sizes were exposed, the lights were dimly lit, and the lustrous light was reflected on the warm jade.

The box is folded, the first layer comes out, the second layer and the third layer come out at the same time, the sweet and greasy smell and the erotic pictures also show up together.

Before Wei Sang had time to explain, he found that He Xuan in front of him was blushing, and even the tips of his ears were covered with a layer of peach-like pink.

"You usually use..."

He Xuan looked up at the person on the bed, his eyes were moist.

"No... Butler Zhao brought it here to say..." Wei Sang interrupted stammeringly, thinking that it wasn't the wooden box that He Xuan asked Butler Zhao to bring him.

"Really." He Xuan said.

Wei Sauna didn't know what he meant, but he lowered his head, and couldn't see what emotion he was feeling.

"You should rest earlier." He Xuan seemed to sigh, but kept his head down, and walked away slowly like a bereaved dog.

Before leaving, he also blew out the two lamps at the door, so that Wei Sang could not sleep well.

It's getting late, it's time to rest.Wei Sang packed the wooden box and put it away, then pulled the quilt over.It's just that there is something in his heart that is inexplicable, making him uncomfortable, and he can't tell what the discomfort is.

It can only be said that He Xuan is really unpredictable.