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Yan Sui's eyes flashed with sarcasm. Before he thought about anything more, he was stuffed with a peeled chestnut with sugar.

"It's sweet and glutinous. It's delicious."

Meng said, and then buried his head to continue to peel chestnuts, his action is very slow, look is very focused, as if it is necessary for him to peel chestnuts. In fact, his daily hands-on ability is really poor, even peeling chestnuts are no exception.

Yan Sui chewed, but Meng was not wrong. It was really sweet and glutinous, just like the man he had tasted.

He took over the paper bag of fried chestnuts with sugar in his arms, peeled one with a speed of three or four times faster than Meng Shen, and then fed it to him.

"I'll peel it," Yan Sui saw Meng Bi stop and chew food. He slightly bowed his head and kissed his sweet lips.

Meng's Yu Guang couldn't help but glance to the front seat. Unfortunately, Yan Sui was too close to him. He could not see anyone but him.

"Then I'll peel this off," he said, and moved forward slightly, kissing Yan Sui's lips like a kiss. His eyes were bent up and his picturesque eyebrows were rippled with amorous feelings, which immediately attracted people's eyes.

Yan Sui is good is patient, only then resisted to continue to suppress the impulse of the person close.

Meng Xuan peels the chestnuts from his hand, and still feeds him. Then he takes another one. He continues to peel the chestnuts slowly and seriously. At the same time, he is fed a lot by Yan Sui.

A big bag of sugar fried chestnuts half down, Yan Sui looked out of the window, rolled up the bag mouth, put it in a cabinet in the car, "save for the evening."

"Good," Meng Ying said. He was satisfied enough. Yan Sui peeled it for him, so he could eat so much at once. Otherwise, he could eat one for a long time. This feeling was especially good. Yan Sui stripped him, and it was even better.

Yan Sui takes out a wet towel from the cabinet and wipes his hand. Then he grabs Meng's hand to wipe it clean. Finally, he raises Meng's jaw and wipes his lips.

Meng Bi blinks and blinks, and he is fully used to Yan Sui's meticulous care. At the same time, he also keeps these care in mind. He likes Yan Sui more and more.

Zhao Bing, who drives in the front seat, is also adapted to the unrestrained show of love between Yan Sui and Meng Zhen, which can't be said to be a show. As long as these two people stay together, they don't talk. The atmosphere is as warm and sweet as ever. This is a natural expression, and has already envied many people.

The car stopped in front of he's old house. Yan Sui got out of the car first and then led Meng Yi out. A man in suit and suit came out of the iron gate. His name was he Zhen. He was two years younger than he Yue and two years older than he wan. This year, he was 45 years old. He was more than half confused, but he looked quite young.

He saw Yan Sui, a smile floating on his face, without a trace of surprise, "Yan Sui is coming, this is Yan Sui."

"Second uncle," Yan Sui called him and whispered a few words with Meng.

Meng also called people, "second uncle."

When he Zhen heard the speech, he Zhen seemed to have doubts about the "two", but he couldn't refute anything. He Yue was also the second young master of his family in those years. This has never changed, and so have these years.

"My mother wants to see you. Follow me."

Yan Sui nods and leads Meng Yu to keep up with him. In recent years, the relationship between the two families has been cold. Yan Sui and he Zhen are of different generations, and there is not much intersection between them. Naturally, there is no topic to talk about at this time.

Today is the sixty-seven birthday of the old lady of he family. Many people come and go to give gifts to the banquet. Naturally, some people recognize Yan Sui and Meng Zhen. After saying hello, many people turn around and whisper.

Instead of taking Yan Sui and Meng Fu to the banquet hall, he Zhen bypassed the hall and came to a small courtyard behind the main house. Mrs. he and Mr. He have lived here these years, which is also the general habit of Mencius and has special requirements for quietness.

They came to a teahouse. After he Zhen asked the servants to serve tea, he left first. Soon after, he helped Mrs. he in.

Sixty seven year old people, of course, can not ask her to retain the youth and beauty of her youth, the ruthlessness of time is no exception, but there is something time can not erase.

Mrs. Su of the Su family is elegant. Mrs. he is really gentle. She gives her daughter the name of "Wan", which is also the expectation of he wan. However, what he wan has done so far completely deviates from this "Wan", which is not too ironic.

She looked at Yan Sui for a moment, tears whirled in her eyes, he Zhen caressed her and sat down, you can see her shaking hands.

"Mom, you're just sick. Don't be so excited."

He Zhen said and looked at Yan Sui and Meng Yi, "isn't Yan Sui coming to see you?"

This is like Yan Sui's refusal to deal with them these years, but the real fact is completely opposite.

After a few more breaths, Mrs. he gradually calmed down. She raised her hand and said, "you go out first. I and Yan Sui spoke for a while. "He Zhen looked slightly, and hesitated a little, then walked out of the tea room.

"Grandma," Yan Sui called her. He could call him mother to he wan. Naturally, the people here did not interfere. These appellations did not represent anything. He wan and the old man in front of him should also be aware of this.

"Grandmother," Meng Yi also followed, his eyes do not look at the inner room, when called to see old lady he, called, he looked down at Yan Sui and his hands.

He can feel that Yan Sui is not looking forward to meeting the old man in front of him.

"Ah," said Mrs. he, feeling a little bit up and down again. Her eyes swept around and looked at the servant in the teahouse. "Close the window and you go out."

"Yes," said the servant.

He Zhen couldn't hear what Mrs. he was going to say, and the servants couldn't listen to her. She was even afraid of being overheard.

"What can I do for you?"

When the servant closes the door, Yan Sui opens his mouth first. Before meeting Meng Zhen, Yan Sui's emotion is becoming less and less. The only two elders who can make him an exception have passed away. Yan Sui doesn't feel it necessary to perform filial piety and forgive each other. He was, is still.

He thought that the person in front of him would not need it. Although she was excited and sad, it was not because of him. He could see it, he could see it at a glance. What she pretended to be was always different from the real one.

Perhaps his emotion is more and more dim, and his eyesight is also related, Meng is now the only exception.

She married at 19 and had a son at 20, but when the child was only one year old, she lost him. The pain of losing her son has been with her for more than 20 years. She finally recognized her son, and her son and daughter fell in love with one person at the same time.

One is her guilty son, and the other is her daughter, whom she favored from childhood to adulthood. She did nothing to help anyone. The later development was even more unexpected. Her son died, her daughter was unmarried and gave birth to a child. The mother and the child were separated from each other, and the mother and daughter were cut off from each other

She thought her tragedy would last until her death, but not long ago, she found a turning point.

"Yan Sui, your uncle may No, it's not possible. He's still alive. "

With tears in her eyes, she finally rolled down, that is, Yan Sui and Meng Zhen sat opposite her. Otherwise, she would try to grasp his hand and let him understand her emotion beyond words.

The dead are still alive, which is a great consolation to those who happen to talk.

However, there is no emotion on Yan Sui's face. There is no accident or understanding. It seems that he does not know he Yue's relationship with him and his biological father, Yan Yu.

"How did you find out?" Yan Sui asked the same calm, not affected by Mrs. he's mood.

"He came back, and not long ago he came back to offer incense to his adoptive father and mother."

Mrs. he was indeed ill before. In addition, she had been depressed for a long time. Many people thought that her time might be coming, even she herself felt the same way.

She was a little better, so she asked the driver to drive her around. On a whim, she went to the home of he Yue's foster parents. She couldn't go in without a key. She went to their graveyard again. However, she was told by the watchman who led the way that someone had come to see them the other day.

"It's a man with bad legs. Someone came with him." That's what impressed the warden.

When Mrs. he heard this clearly, she was in a coma for more than half an hour. She woke up and her whole mental state changed.

She asked the watchman in detail. Although he still said something vague, she almost subconsciously confirmed that he Yue was the one with bad legs. He Yue, her eldest son who had been lost and later came back to "die" again.

"Yan Sui, grandma wants to ask you, please help grandma find him, please help grandma make sure," Mrs. he stopped her tears and looked at Yan Sui imploringly. Then she turned her eyes to Meng Yi. "You asked Yan Sui to help grandma. Grandma, please."

"But Why Yan Sui? "

Yes, why is Yan Sui? Old lady he has a husband and family. He is not bad. Why does she have to ask Yan Sui to investigate without telling everyone? Is he worried about what, or thought his Yan Sui didn't know anything and bullied him like this?

Meng asked him what he was most surprised about. He said he didn't have any sympathy. The fact seems to be the same. An old man of the same age, crying and begging, he didn't answer and asked her what they were?

But Meng felt that he should ask. Even if Yan Sui didn't ask, he would ask.

Yan Sui didn't know the relationship between he Yue and Yan Yu before, but old lady he always knew that Yan Sui's embarrassing situation had not changed. His coming to investigate meant that he had to face he Yue, Yan Yu and their hatred and anger first.

These have never been reasonable to Yan Sui, and it seems that he must bear the anger.

Mrs. he was speechless for a moment, but she was convinced that Yan Sui was willing to help her, "grandma never asked you, Yan Sui, you help grandma to check, you help grandma bring people back, I am his mother, this is his home.""There are so many people who have never asked for Yan sui..." Meng Bi murmured again. They were sitting close together. Even if he lowered the volume, it was enough for Mrs. he and Yan Sui to hear him. Mrs. he asked Yan Sui to bring Meng Yan with him, which was totally different from the effect she expected.

Although Meng Zhen is a new "daughter-in-law", he is indifferent to he wan and doesn't feel the need to please old lady he. He married Yan Sui naturally to be nice to him. These people are not good to Yan Sui. He doesn't think it is necessary for him to let them like him.

Yan Sui grabs Meng Yan's hand tightly. Meng Yan's eyes scan Yan Sui, and he doesn't say anything more.

"Yan's family owes nothing to any family, he wan or anyone, but I don't owe it to anyone." Yan Sui's face remained unchanged, and there was no movement. Mrs. he felt pitiful for herself, and he and his side Meng Bi had no fate to care for.

They are all alone out of the darkest time of life, and then meet each other, so he loves Meng, Meng also loves him.

"How do you think I can get him back?" Yan Sui eyes satire no longer cover up, his voice was low again, "if it was me, I would not want to return."

Mrs. he thought that she didn't do anything because she didn't apologize to anyone, but her inaction was her indulgence to he wan. "You should have taken him wan to have a abortion, instead of letting her give birth to me."

When Yan Sui said he Wan's name, he spoke in the same tone as when he called her mother. If he felt a little bit wrong, he could also detect that he was completely indifferent to his biological mother.

He is now mocking his grandmother's decision that she should take his mother to have an abortion. Since he was born, he has denied his existence.

"I live, is the proof that you betrayed he Yue, so he won't come back to his home."

What's the use of her being his mother? This used to be his home. Betrayal is betrayal, and mistakes are mistakes. Everything has happened. "Mistakes" have grown up and become a family. Now it's too late to make up for them.

Yan Sui is so sharp and so heartless, which is obviously beyond the expectation of Mrs. he. She stares at him, as if she wants to see something from Yan Sui's face.

But no, she couldn't see anything.

Yan Sui's temperament is not like he wan, not like Yan Yu, and even much like her two old friends But it's useless to find out that he looks like nobody. This is the Yan Sui that she has to face now. She is calm and rational and almost ruthless.

"You're not looking for he Zhen Well, it seems that you are not too confused, "Yan Sui didn't say much about it here. Yan Family's education is not good, so is he family. He Yue and he Zhen are both failure products.

The pleading on Mrs. he's face gradually faded, and the symptoms that she was so excited that she almost fainted also disappeared. Her eyes were bright and dark.

"You have to live well to know that What is the final result? "

Yan Sui then led Meng Bi to get up. He nodded slightly to Mrs. he. He grabbed Meng's waist and went out of the teahouse, not to mention the living room of he's family. They went out of the iron gate, got into their own car, and then left.

"Yan Sui, there was someone in the room just now. I smell the smoke."

Although the fragrance of tea was hidden, Meng could still smell the smoke he didn't like.

"That should be grandfather," Yan Sui's eyes are still no accident. The color of thinking in his eyes faded away. He turned over and held Meng in his arms. Meng maintained his mind and made him feel warm. Even in places he didn't like very much, he felt warm.

Meng Yi didn't know what to say. He held Yan Sui and stroked his back.

"My grandmother knows, but my grandfather may not know," Yan Sui's last sentence is a warning to her. If he is not a chip in he Wan's hand, it can't be her.

If he doesn't look for Yan Yu, he won't go to he Yue. He family has lost his son for a long time. The people who Yan family really want them to come back are not there. Yan Sui thinks that as long as they are alive and living well, it's OK.

"Leg injury..."

If Yan Yu is sound, he Yue is the one with leg injury. Yan Yu frequently appears in state F, which is probably related to this.

Back at Yan's house, it was completely dark. After having dinner and having a walk, they still came to the study. Yan Sui looked at his papers, and Meng wrote his papers. However, Meng Fu was obviously absent-minded tonight.

After writing the paper for a while, he wanted to see Yan Sui. When he finished, he took out the sugar fried chestnuts and began to peel them. After peeling about 20 grains, he sent them to Yan Sui.

"You eat."

Yan Sui looks at the clean chestnuts on the table and the sticky fingers of Meng Xuan.

Meng Zhen thought that Yan Sui wanted to feed him by his hand, so he immediately took one and sent it to his mouth. When Meng Xuan felt that when he was in a bad mood, eating delicious food would be better. He was not sure if Yan Sui would be like this, but he hoped that he would be in a good mood.

Yan Sui lowered his head and bit him. After eating one grain, Meng Shen immediately fed it up again. Until he ate all the peeled out, Meng Yan nodded with satisfaction.Meng Bi seems to want to peel back and let Yan Sui hold his waist.

"We'll have an early rest today, and we'll have chestnuts tomorrow."

"Good," Meng Ying responded well, but still sighed in his heart. His Yan Sui ate chestnuts and was still in a bad mood. He was affected to sleep and cured. He thought of adding, "I'll be with you."

Yan Sui liked Meng's seriousness, especially when he used it on him.

Back in the room, Yan Sui takes Meng Xuan to the bathroom directly. Meng looks at his hand and feels that he must go to the bathroom first.

"You are so good. I can't peel chestnuts without touching my nails." Looking at his dirty fingernails, Meng Xuan looks both admiration and shame. However, he is very happy to be able to peel chestnuts for Yan Sui.

Yan Sui took a towel and wiped Meng's hand dry. Then he took a step forward and hugged him. "It doesn't matter. The chestnuts you peel are sweeter than those I peel."

Meng Xuan looks at Yan Sui and looks puzzled. He doesn't seem to have gone out of his way to pick out the ones that smell special, because some of them are sweeter and waxier than others.

Yan Sui's hand pressed Meng Yan's back neck and kissed him. He protected the back of his head and pressed the man on the wall of the bathroom to kiss again.

Meng Yi is a little bit stunned, and then he responds to Yan Sui's kiss. He can't kiss a little now, but he can't adjust his breath. He's probably trained.

The deeper they kiss, the less clothes they wear.

The light in the bathroom was bright enough for Yan Sui to see clearly the people in front of him. He had curly hair, picturesque eyebrows, bright red cheeks, and ruddy lips that he had kissed.

Not only is his face good-looking, but he keeps running in the morning. Recently, he is learning to swim and fencing. He has long limbs, symmetrical muscles and white people. These days, his nutrition is even better. His tentacles are like Wen Yu. His Meng Shen is still growing up and will only become more and more beautiful.

"Are you tired? Or Shall I come? "

Meng's long eyes were lifted, and his dark brown eyes were shining like jewels. Yan Sui's heart suddenly missed a beat. He bullied himself forward, and his voice became hoarse because of his patience. He gathered in Meng's ear and whispered, as if the string music had disturbed the listener's heart lake.

"Do you really know if I'm tired?"

Meng's heart beat because of Yan Sui's voice and because of his bullying speed up. His head, which was not very clear, was also confused.

And Yan Sui didn't have the time to figure it out. He kissed Meng's earlobe and held people under the shower head. The sound of the water gradually rose, accompanied by Meng's low call, Yan Sui's light breath, and the voice of the collision that could not be hidden.

Nearly a month later, Meng's body gradually adapted to Yan Sui's, the body fit, the soul close, most of the most harmonious husband and wife's life is like this.

The water in his head is not big, but Meng can't open his eyes. With one hand against the wall, the other holds Yan Sui's hand on his abdomen. His body is more reddish, but it also becomes more sensitive.

Whether it was the dripping water or Yan Sui's kiss on his back, he felt it clearly, not to mention a more sensitive place.

"Yan sui I know... " He knew why Yan Sui would not be so tired.

But it seemed that it was too late for him to appreciate the implication of the words. His legs were floating and he seemed to be unable to stand.

"Then let go of your hand first," Meng Yi pulled the slightly worse hand that Yansui put in front of him. He didn't pull it back, nor did he dare to exert himself.

"Good, I'll be fine in a minute."

Yan Sui opened his mouth and bit the soft meat on Meng's back neck, leaving a shallow tooth mark and licking it gently.

However, men's words are not believable, especially for men who do such things. Yan Sui's moment is obviously not the same as Meng Fu's.

After a long time, Yan Sui holds Meng Yi in both hands, and both of them reach the extreme of happiness at the same time.

But the night was long. Yan Sui, who came back to his room ahead of time, was still not satisfied. He took Meng Yi and moved the place of his love to another place. He took another bath in the bathtub. By the way, he washed the bath, which saved him from holding people back and forth and their respective bathing time.

Meng Yiguang lies on the bed and covers his neck with a quilt. Then he looks at Yan Sui and continues to give him medicine, knead his legs and kiss him.

"Am I a little useless..." Obviously, his physical strength is also good, but in the end, Yan Sui has to rush around for him.

When Yan Sui hears the sight of Meng Yan, he continues to knead his leg, and then bows his head and kisses Meng Yan's leg directly.

"Useful."

Different positions can not be said to be useful or useless, but Yan Sui can be sure that Meng Yi is useful. Every time he is "useful", he can't stop.

Yan Sui was wearing a bath towel at will, and there were traces of him in the exposed parts. Looking at those places, Meng Fu's face turned red again, but he was not so shy as before. He just thought that Yan Sui was so beautiful that he wanted to blush."You look so good."

He not only felt that, but also told Yan Sui directly.

Yan Sui put Meng's leg back into the quilt, and felt that he had been comforted. There was a tendency to come back again.

"I like you, every day."

Meng said, lifting his legs, to Yan Sui body frame, hand also Yang quilt, he looked at Yan Sui, anxious way, "you quickly lie in to accompany me."

Yan Sui's throat knot rolled up and down, "good."