But how can a man marry a man?

Little Button was lying on the soft bed and turned over in confusion.

He didn't answer the man's words.

The man seemed to just mention it casually, and didn't want him to respond. Then let him go upstairs to take a nap.

Xiao Kou'er has never tried taking a nap.

How extravagant, how could there be any reason to lie in bed lazily at noon?

But the man said lightly: "Sleep more and grow longer."

Xiaokouer touched the top of his head, will he still grow taller?

Xiao Kou'er turned over again, but couldn't fall asleep.

At this moment, the door opened with a creak, and Xiao Kou'er hurriedly sat up and saw Cen Yao walk in slowly.

Cen Yao did not expect that Xiao Kou'er was still awake. He looked into Xiao Kou'er's eyes without any guilt, and asked, "Can't sleep?"

"Well."

Cen Yao casually dragged a chair over and sat down beside the bed.

Xiao Kou'er really couldn't sleep, and was afraid that Cen Yao would just stare at him silently, so he hurriedly asked and asked, "Why do you live in Lin Mansion?"

Cen Yao lowered his eyes to look at him: "Because I want to support myself."

"Who to raise?" Xiao Kou'er asked in a daze.

"you."

Xiao Kou'er paused for a while before regaining his senses, and muttered, "But... I don't need to support such a big house, you see... The bed is so big, just laying on me alone, there is still a lot left."

"Is it big?" Cen Yao asked indifferently.

Xiao Kou'er was stopped and asked carefully, "Isn't it big?"

Or is he too ignorant of the world?

"Two people are not big."

"?"

"No." Xiao Kou'er shook his head hastily, "That's not what I'm asking about. It turns out that the Lin mansion is from Commander Lin Qi, but you are from the Cen family."

"His life is in my hands... Of course, I can only exchange his most precious things."

Cen Yao passed through it long before he arrived at Haicheng. He didn't rush to find Wang Weichu, but first grabbed Lin Qi, who was out crusade against the Cheng Department warlord, and got the house from him.

Cen Yao didn't plan to live in Cen's family at all.

Xiao Kou'er was shocked when he heard it.

He only knew that Cen Yao looked overwhelming, but he had no idea how powerful it was.

But Lin Qi is the most powerful character in Haicheng!

Xiao Kou'er swallowed, feeling a little nervous again.

When he was nervous, he unconsciously raised his hand to scratch his neck.

Cen Yao clasped his wrist: "Don't touch it."

Xiao Kou'er trembled involuntarily because of the heat in his palm, her heart beat faster: "That, that..."

"Go to sleep, I'll tell you a little story before going to bed." Cen Yao pressed the inside of his wrist with a touch of comfort.

Xiao Kou'er asked weakly, "Are you telling a little story about murder on the battlefield?"

Cen Yao: "..."

Cen Yao squeezed his cheek lightly and lightly, and said lightly, "There used to be a boy who was only seventeen years old. On this day, he ate an apple and ate a worm. He was so sad that he squatted on the side of the road and cried. "

Xiaokou'er: "?"

Feels like being scolded.

"At this time, a man picked him up and bought him an apple without worms. The boy was afraid of taking the apple. The man cleaned him up..."

"Clean up?" Xiao Kou'er asked in a daze, "How did you clean up?"

"You can't listen."

"why?"

"Because you're under eighteen."

"???"

Xiao Kou'er was confused and confused, and didn't understand what this had to do with being eighteen.

"Okay, let's change the story." Cen Yao continued to speak unmoved: "There used to be a boy who just turned seventeen years old. He was singing in a big opera troupe, singing that the imperial concubine was drunk. One day there was a boy who was drunk. The guests felt very dissatisfied after listening to his play, so they called him to the backstage of the troupe..."

"and then?"

"And then cleaned him up."

The little button was puzzled.

Why is this young man being cleaned up all the time?

Xiao Kou'er couldn't help but say, "I sing very well when I sing the drunken concubine."

After speaking, he still felt that it was not enough, so he added another sentence: "I will be eighteen in half a month. I am different from this person."

Cen Yao's eyes moved: "Really?"

Xiao Kou'er nodded again and again: "Yes, yes."

"Well, that story is over." Cen Yao said, tucked the quilt for him.

Xiao Kou'er was stunned and said, "Is it gone in the back?...It's so short."

"Not short. There are two or three hours later."

"?"

"Can you fall asleep now?" Cen Yao asked.

Xiao Kou'er couldn't help but say, "I'm not tired, I can't sleep." He asked in a low voice, "Can I go back to the troupe? I'll be tired after I go back to sing for an hour. We still need to practice."

"Not today." Cen Yao ruthlessly rejected.

"Why?" Xiao Kou'er asked in a low voice.

Because Cen Qingyuan will go to the theater to find you.

Cen Yao said in his heart.

Before Cen Yao could answer, Xiao Kou'er didn't dare to ask any more, he was still a little afraid of men.

Little Button closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

But after closing it for a while, he couldn't help but open his eyes and said, "...Is the fourth master going to lead troops to fight?"

"Um."

Xiao Kou'er heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, you are not a storyteller, otherwise you would have starved to death."

Cen Yao: ...

On the other end, the people sent by Cen Qingyuan did find Qian Jiaban.

The class leader recognized the servant next to Cen Qingyuan. Although he had climbed up another high branch now, the class leader was still unwilling to offend Cen Qingyuan, so he hurried up to meet him.

The little servant raised his chin, glanced at the head teacher, and asked, "Is Xiao Kou'er back?"

"Not yet. Is the eldest young master looking for him for anything? I'll tell him when he comes back." After finishing speaking, the class teacher couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

Didn't this little Kouer say long ago that he was going to Cen's Mansion? Why haven't you seen it yet?

The little servant sneered and said, "There's no need to hide, people will definitely come back. If you don't call them out, we'll tie them up in a while."

The head teacher was shocked.

What went wrong?

Did Xiao Kouer offend Cen Qingyuan?

Not so! With Xiaokou'er's soft temper, how could he offend Cen Qingyuan? That fourth master is not the end of the dragon, so Cen Qingyuan didn't know so quickly that someone else took a fancy to Xiaokou'er?

The class leader said with a bitter face: "The person is really not there. He said he was going to the Cen House to find your eldest young master, but he didn't come back after he left..."

The servant decided that the class leader was lying, and he was not polite at the moment. He pushed the class leader with two or three people and quickly stepped into the backstage.

The guests below glanced at it and then looked away.

"Search for me!" the boy shouted.

The others in the backstage were immediately hugged in shock.

The head teacher walked in quickly: "What are you doing? We really have no one here."

"Fuck! Can we still not understand your little Kou'er? Where else has he been to besides the troupe and Cen's mansion? Where else would he go? Let me tell you, today he said something he shouldn't have said, no If you find someone, don't think about being kind!"

The boy said, turning over the jewelry box on the stage.

"what!"

The others and the class leader couldn't help but exclaimed.

It's just that other people are afraid, and the class teacher is distressed.

It's all money!

At this time, a young man in the middle stood up angrily and said, "If people are not there, they are not there! It's useless for you to overturn this place! Who said that there is no other place for Xiaokou'er? Now it may be in Fourth Master. Where is it!"

"Fourth Master?" The little servant and the thugs he brought with him looked at each other and sneered: "Where is there another Fourth Master in this Haicheng?"

"We don't know his true identity, but there is such a person. He drove Xiaokou'er out a few days ago. The eldest young master is so powerful that he will definitely be able to find such a person." said meanly.

At this time, the thug underneath shook his head to the little servant, indicating that there was indeed no one here.

The little servant's face changed greatly, and he turned away immediately.

In this room, Cen Yao answered an intercom call in the bedroom.

"Young commander, the news just came, saying that Cen Qingyuan's people have really been looking for it, and there is still a lot of noise, as if they are going to steal someone." A voice came from the other end, asking: "Are we going to help or not? "

"Watch. Don't move."

"......Yes."

Cen Yao put down the receiver, his eyes were slightly cold.

The young man followed Cen Qingyuan and didn't get the slightest benefit. But the head of the Qian family class has benefited. Since he sent the boy to Cen Qingyuan, he couldn't just enjoy the benefits, and he couldn't even bear the pain.

What's more, Mr. Qian always thinks that no one will be offended, and he will please everyone.

How can there be such a good thing?

Cen Yao turned around.

Little Button is already asleep.

Cen Yao flipped through the book for half an hour before waking up and taking him out to eat.

This time, it's still a good taste.

Cen Yao took Xiao Kou'er to taste some other dishes, and he was very satisfied.

By the time we left the hotel, the lights were already on outside.

The whole Haicheng looks particularly beautiful under the neon color.

Xiao Kou'er has never seriously looked at the night in Haicheng...because she's already very tired just trying to survive every day, how can she have time to look at anything else?

Cen Yao asked, "Are you happy?"

The little button nodded hesitantly.

"So are you going to marry me?"

Little Button rolled his eyes.

It turns out that the man didn't just say it casually?

He turned to look at Cen Yao, and said, "But...how can a man marry a man?"

When he followed Cen Qingyuan, he never thought of this.

All he wanted was that when Cen Qingyuan liked him, he would be the only one by his side.

Besides, even if you marry a girl, you won't marry an actor.

But there are people who are aunties. The ear of their class is.

"Why can't men get married?" Cen Yao asked him back.

"Because...because Haicheng has never been there before!" No, not only Haicheng,...anyway, there are none of those places that Xiao Kou'er knows about!

"Then I'll be the first one." Cen Yao said in a hurry.

The little button was stunned.

Isn't he joking?

Xiao Kou'er licked her lips... What's it like to be married to someone?

His parents died a long time ago, and he was just stumbling around in the troupe. With his brain that had not read a few books, he really couldn't think of what it should be like.

But he was a little more excited.

"I want to think about it." He said, quietly looking at Cen Yao's expression.

Cen Yao responded: "Okay."

The curvature of the corner of Xiaokou'er's mouth softened.

"boarding."

"Do you still want to go to the Lin Mansion?" Xiao Kou'er hurriedly asked.

"Don't go."

Xiao Kou'er thought that he was going to send him back to the troupe.

Because I didn't promise him, he's going to send me back?

But soon, Xiao Kou'er realized that he was wrong.

The car slowly drove around the entire Haicheng, Cen Yao said, "Come here"

"Huh?" Xiao Kou'er shifted her butt.

Cen Yao took out the small tin box, lifted the lid, held the back of his neck with one hand, and slowly wiped the medicine for him with the other.

Xiao Kou'er's neck became soft for a while, the base of his ears was a little hot, and his heartbeat was thumping, as if beating a drum.

The red or yellow lights from outside the car fell on the handsome face of the man.

The car drives forward.

Light and shadow followed.

Xiao Kou'er felt as if she had experienced a bizarre dream.

Cen Yao stopped: "Okay. Wipe it for a few more days."

Xiaokou'er nodded again and again in agreement.

As for the two pieces of ocean, it will not be wasted until the iron is wiped!

Xiao Kou'er quietly turned his head to look outside. There were many pedestrians on the road, and they were curiously looking at this car that rarely appeared in Haicheng.

Xiao Kou'er slammed the car window, the winter wind was blowing on his face, but he didn't feel how cold it was.

How warm is the coat on you.

There are people selling cigarettes, windmills, flowers, sugar water, and wontons on the roadside...

Too bad he was full.

Xiao Kou'er smacked his lips, fascinated.

Cen Yao asked people to stop the car and asked, "Do you want it?"

Xiao Kou'er was flattered and pointed to the small windmill: "Can I have it?"

"Can."

Cen Yao nodded at the adjutant, and the adjutant immediately got out of the car and went to buy it.

But at this time, Cen Yao also pushed open the car door and walked down.

The little button grabbed the door suspiciously.

A windmill, do you want two people to take it?

The adjutant quickly went to the stall to buy windmills, but Cen Yao turned to the other side, handed four dollars to the little flower girl, and bought all her flowers.

The little flower girl was so surprised that she grabbed the ocean firmly, and she was about to hand over the basket to Cen Yao.

Cen Yao said, "No need."

Then he bent down and took all the flowers in the basket into his arms.

A tall and straight man in a black military uniform, holding so many flowers in his arms, instantly attracted the attention of countless people.

Cen Yao ignored the surprised eyes around him, he took the windmill from the adjutant and said, "Find someone to take her home."

He could give the little girl more money.

But this era is too chaotic. If you give too much, it will bring disaster to her. It was only four yuan of ocean, and she had to be sent home to be safe.

The adjutant responded.

Cen Yao walked straight to the car without looking back.

Instead of getting in the car immediately, he knocked on the window first.

Xiao Kou'er immediately stuck his head at the door, he looked at Cen Yao suspiciously, his eyes were full of light.

Cen Yao first handed him the windmill.

Xiao Kou'er was firmly clenched between his fingers, just as he was about to say "thank you", Cen Yao piled all the flowers into his arms.

"This is for you too." Cen Yao said.

Xiao Kou'er held the flower bewilderedly and blinked slowly.

Cen Qingyuan had never sent him flowers, and of course the flowers were too expensive, so it didn't matter if they didn't. He also saw other women walking slowly, holding a rose from his male companion in his hand. Women tend to smile and look very happy at this time.

Little Kou'er didn't know what it was like at first, and was very curious.

But now he knows.

It was as if the heart in his chest was drowned at once.

Cen Yao gave him the flower, then went around to the other side, opened the car door and sat in: "Continue to drive forward."

Xiao Kou'er was holding the flower. As soon as the car started and the wind picked up, it drove the windmill in his hand to spin, accompanied by the fragrance of roses...

They drove around the city like this, and took him to watch the night scene of Haicheng carefully, and finally returned to the Lin Mansion.

The little actor, who has never seen anything in the world, feels like he is drunk and drunk in the fragrance of flowers.

Some indescribable joy.

It was as if... as if suddenly, someone picked him up from the ground, dusted him, and held it in his hands.

...

Cen Qingyuan met the person he sent to Qian's family.

"Where's the person?" Cen Qingyuan asked.

The boy's face was ugly, and he didn't know how to speak.

"Speak." Cen Qingyuan's expression darkened.

Although Cen Qingyuan was short in front of Cen Yao, he had been in charge of the Cen family business for a few years, and his majesty in front of the Cen family's servants should not be underestimated.

The boy's face turned pale, and then he whispered: "The people didn't go back. The people in the troupe said that there was a fourth master a few days ago..."

"Fourth Master?"

As soon as he heard "Four Masters", Cen Qingyuan thought of Cen Yao reflexively.

He was born earlier than Cen Yao, and was the first son of Master Cen, and everyone below him respectfully called him "Eldest Young Master". When the eldest wife was alive, she was very dissatisfied with this, thinking that the son of the main house should hold down all of them, so she strictly ordered the subordinates to call Cen Yao "Fourth Master", which was different from the status of his concubine.

The servant nodded: "Yes, it was the fourth master who took Xiao Kou'er out once. Today, Xiao Kou'er should also go to that fourth master."

Cen Qingyuan's face suddenly turned blue, and he gritted his teeth: "Okay, it's no wonder that today's harsh words are so happy. It turns out that he has been looking for a new gold master!"

Because of his background, even if he was valued by Master Cen later, he could never get rid of the inferiority complex caused by his concubine.

He thought he was no longer what he used to be.

As a result, today... First, Miss Tong said secretly that she only fell in love with him for the sake of her family's business. Then Cen Yao looked at him condescendingly, with indifferent eyebrows and no trace of warmth...

Lastly is the little button.

"He's so daring! Put a cuckold on my head..." He turned around to find an excuse, and threw him away lightly.

When did Cen Qingyuan suffer such a big humiliation?

The more Cen Qingyuan thought about it, the more he felt that his heart was terrified, and his face was slightly distorted with anger.

The servant whispered: "This fourth master, could it be... the fourth master in our house?"

"...Impossible!" Cen Qingyuan denied it coldly without even thinking about it.

This "Four Master" will not be Cen Yao!

What is Cen Yao's status?

"He's a little actor, so he's worthy?"

Cen Qingyuan squeezed his voice out of his throat with difficulty: "Tomorrow you bring people to question the people of Qian's family, and then send a few people to stand guard at the entrance of the alley near Qian's family, and you will definitely be able to squat. Just bring me here..."

Show it to Cen Yao.

So that Cen Yao knew that this little actor had a lover.

It has nothing to do with him.

Being able to use this to completely clear the relationship with the little actor is probably the only thing Cen Qingyuan can feel happier about at this time.

Not long after, someone came to report: "Master is back, and he is getting angry."

Only then did Cen Qingyuan suppress the greenness in his heart, and turned to see Master Cen first.