Chapter 61 The Wife Disguised as a Woman

Before dinner in the evening, Lin Xiaodong specially ordered the back kitchen to cook the remaining crabs he brought back that day and bring them to dinner.

He was still thinking about it, he just went a little too far, and it is estimated that Gu Xingzhai will not help him peel the shell today, maybe he will walk around him in the next few days. So is he stripping it himself, or does he call someone to help?

But unexpectedly, when it was time for dinner, what Lin Xiaodong saw was not a fragrant big crab, but a big fat boy who was carried over by the butler with his ears twisted.

"Damn things!" The housekeeper was half-dead with anger, mostly because of shame. "Where can't you buy crabs in this town? And am I usually shorter than what you eat?"

The big fat boy looked like eleven or twelve years old. The flesh on his face was so sturdy that he could barely see his eyes. Because of the pain in his ears, he cried so hard that his face was covered with tears and snot.

Lin Xiaodong sat further away in disgust: "Which child is this?"

"It's the dog," the housekeeper sighed, "I'm really sorry, miss, I was busy taking care of the master's affairs this afternoon, and his mother went to the town to go to the market again. Chef, eat all the crabs you kept in the tank."

"Eat it all?" Lin Xiaodong didn't have time to feel sorry for his crab, he glanced at the little fat man's height, his eyebrows were almost knotted, "Are you kidding me? This kid is not as tall as the stove. , Besides, with so many people in the back kitchen, how did he secretly make a fire?"

The big fat boy cried and said, "I, I fished out the crab, threw it into the wine jar in the cellar to drown, and ate it straight away."

Lin Xiaodong: "..."

This is really naughty.

"Aren't you afraid of eating parasites?" he asked incredulously. "Even drunk crabs have to be dealt with. Where can you fish them out and eat them directly in wine? It's no different from eating them raw."

The big fat boy said while sobbing: "But we all eat like this at home."

"Niezi! How dare you talk back!"

Seeing that the housekeeper raised his hand and peeked at himself, his bluff looked fake, Lin Xiaodong sighed and waved his hand in a rather dull manner: "Forget it, it's just a few taels of crabs, eat as much as you want. Well. But I still recommend you to go to town and buy some black plum pills to make a decoction for him to take, otherwise he might get parasitic diseases."

"Don't worry, this kid is very skinny, don't worry about him." Seeing that he didn't pursue it, the butler immediately returned to his previous look of nodding and flattering. And seeing that he, a father, doesn't care about his son, Lin Xiaodong is even more lazy.

As the saying goes, good words are hard to persuade a damned ghost, but when the day comes, it will be nice to have this greedy kid.

After eating, there is no internet or TV in this world. Lin Xiaodong originally planned to go to bed early and let the system play a movie for him, but Gu Xingzhai came over again.

"How are you thinking?" He waved his hand and asked the servant to clear the table, and asked Lin Xiaodong in a deep voice.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Xiaodong wondered.

Gu Xingzhai's mouth twitched: "I'm talking about the dance partner."

"Oh, that's what you said," Lin Xiaodong pretended to be suddenly enlightened and deliberately said, "But the invitation from Master Huang didn't say that I should bring my dance partner there."

Seeing that he was pretending to be stupid, Gu Xingzhai endured for a moment, but he asked in a good voice, "I mean, do you want to be my dance partner and go to the dance together?"

Lin Xiaodong raised his eyebrows and smiled.

He crossed Erlang's legs, rested his chin with one hand, and looked at the man standing in front of him with a smile: "So, are you inviting me now?"

"......Yes."

"But I can't see your sincerity," Lin Xiaodong's smile deepened, he had already kissed him, but he wanted to see how long Gu Xingzhai could be stubborn, "to invite a lady so rashly. To be your own dance partner is very rude, Master Gu."

Gu Xingzhai took a deep breath and looked up into Lin Xiaodong's eyes: "Then what do you want from me?"

"Well," Lin Xiaodong looked contemplative, and after a while, said to him, "Look, I can't dance either, you are someone who has been to the big city anyway, since you want to invite me to be your dance partner , then teach me to dance, isn't this an excessive requirement?"

"..."

In fact, Gu Xingzhai's original plan was to take Lin Xiaodong to a show in the name of a dance partner. As long as he swears his sovereignty in person, that Mr. Huang, if he is more interested, will no longer covet married women.

But he really didn't expect that Lin Xiaodong could not dance until now, seeing that Lin Xiaodong was dressed so fashionably.

"Okay." He reluctantly agreed, "How do you want me to teach? Let's talk about it first. I've never been a dance teacher, and I only know the most basic dance steps."

"Just teach the most basics."

Lin Xiaodong didn't care about these details, he got up and walked in front of Gu Xingzhai, extending a hand towards the man.

Due to the habit of practicing martial arts for many years, to see what kind of kung fu a person is practicing, he must first observe the position of the calluses on his hands, so Gu Xingzhai subconsciously lowered his head and stared at the slender white hand with well-defined joints for a moment. But the more he looked at him, the more confused he felt - this hand, beautiful is beautiful, but why doesn't it feel like a woman's hand?

"What are you dazed about?"

Lin Xiaodong waved his hand in front of him in an angry manner. Gu Xingzhai, who had just been thinking that something was wrong, was interrupted. He finally realized that he reached out to hold the young man, but he held only half of his palm in a reserved manner.

They moved the table in the room to a corner and brought in an old vinyl record player with a slow lyrical English song on it. The dim yellow crystal ceiling light swayed gently above the head, and an indescribable ambiguous atmosphere gradually fermented in the room.

Lin Xiaodong put his hand on Gu Xingzhai's shoulder, the man lowered his eyes uncomfortably and put his hand on the back of the young man.

"My waist is here." Lin Xiaodong said helplessly.

He grabbed Gu Xingzhai's hand and pressed it on his waist, thinking to himself who is teaching whom to dance.

After finally posing, with the soft music, Gu Xingzhai counted the beats in a low voice and began to teach Lin Xiaodong how to dance the women's steps. But just starting to learn, mistakes are inevitable, not to mention Lin Xiaodong is still wearing high heels.

In less than ten minutes, he stepped on his dance partner several times.

Gu Xingzhai: "..."

"I'm sorry," Rao Shi Lin Xiaodong blushed, "Forget it, I'll take off my shoes and dance."

After finishing speaking, under Gu Xingzhai's dumbfounded gaze, Lin Xiaodong kicked his legs and threw the high heels on his feet neatly. The feeling of finally stepping on the ground made him let out a long sigh of relief, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the man staring at him with an indescribable expression, and couldn't help but ask doubtfully, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"......nothing."

Gu Xingzhai hesitated several times, but in the end he didn't say anything.

So teaching continues.

Without the worry of stepping on his feet, Lin Xiaodong's dance steps gradually became smoother and more natural. In order to simulate the situation when wearing high heels, he also deliberately stood on tiptoe slightly, as light as a butterfly dancing among the flowers.

Although they were not dancing tango, Lin Xiaodong still learned the classic clip of the movie "Smell the Fragrance to Know a Woman". At the end of the final dance, he improvised Gu Xingzhai's hand and circled around him, but fell backward on his waist. When I went, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't said hello in advance, and subconsciously stretched out my arms and wrapped tightly around the man's neck.

At this time, Gu Xingzhai had already reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist.

The two maintained this posture until the record was over and they didn't react.

Lin Xiaodong lay on his back in the man's arms, blinked his eyes, and looked up.

With his back facing the light above his head, Gu Xingzhai's facial features are even more handsome and deep, his dark eyes staring at his face without blinking, his expression is as calm and indifferent as usual, but his eyes seem to have caused great waves.

A few seconds later, with a force on his hand, Lin Xiaodong was lifted up.

"You have already learned," Gu Xingzhai let go of his hand, turned his head, and said in a low voice, "I have nothing to teach you. That's it for today."

The man walked to the corner in silence, bent over and picked up the high heels that Lin Xiaodong kicked aside, put them in front of him, and left the room without looking back.

Lin Xiaodong stared at the shoes for a while, snorted inexplicably, put them on and went back to sleep.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and all sounds are silent.

It was late at night, although it was not yet the season to burn charcoal, when the chill outside had made the lotus leaves in the pond wither.

Gu Xingzhai was lying on the bed, his eyes were closed, his breathing was heavy/heavy, and his fists were clenched.

I don't know what he was dreaming about, but his face was both struggling and happy, a thin layer of sweat oozes from his forehead, and blue veins appeared on his arms hanging down beside him.

Under the white underwear, on the man's left chest, there was a tattoo of a blue dragon flying through the clouds and mist. This was the mark of warding off evil that Gu Xingzhai asked a special master to personally help him tattoo when he was apprenticed to learn art. Aware of the succubus Yin Qi lingering around him, the pattern of the blue dragon suddenly flashed red light like a charcoal brand. This red light was fleeting, but it instantly awakened Gu Xingzhai from his deep nightmare.

The man was sweating profusely sitting on the bed, his chest heaving violently, and his heartbeat sounded like a drum in his eardrums. He stared blankly at the white wall on the opposite side, and the memories of his dream were gradually coming back. is reality.

Lying in the bedroom where his father lived for a long time, Gu Xingzhai clenched his blanket tightly and covered his eyes with one hand.

He blocked the moonlight that came in from the window, but he couldn't stop the imaginative heart.

"Master Gu has a clear conscience, but I'm a layman."

Lin Xiaodong's smiling voice seemed to ring in his ears again.

Gu Xingzhai put down his hands and laughed at himself.

In the past, he was still able to say these words in an upright and open manner in front of everyone.

But now, like a mouse in a sewer, hiding in a dark corner and torturing himself repeatedly, only in a dream can he recklessly release the most despicable fantasies suppressed in his heart.

After the intense heartbeat in his chest calmed down a little, the man took a deep breath and walked barefoot to the cabinet in the corner.

He hesitated for a long time.

But in the end, he took out the lotus leaf sachet hidden in the depths and hung it on the head of the bed again.

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The author has something to say:

Lin Xiaodong: ?

No, when have you been depressed?