Xiao Kou'er suddenly remembered before, ah, the day Fourth Master Cen arrived in Haicheng, he sent a roasted sweet potato to Cen's mansion.

I don't know which one, did Cen Qingyuan eat it?

But that doesn't seem to matter anymore.

Xiao Kou'er carefully held the roasted sweet potato, this is really fragrant.

Even better than the one he bought that day.

It must be because Cen Yao spent more money.

"I'll take it, you eat it." Cen Yao said, reaching out to take the oil-paper bag back.

The little button was a little reluctant to let go.

It was his... gift.

"It's not hot." Xiaokou'er said.

Cen Yao rubbed his fingertips, the boy's fingertips were covered with a layer of calluses, not smooth at all. It should have been left over from his early years of practice, or from doing other hard work.

With such a layer of cocoon, I really can't feel the heat.

Cen Yao didn't force it, so he asked him lightly, "Is there any difference in what I eat?"

Xiao Kou'er looked up at him in surprise: "Do you...want to eat?"

Men should have eaten a lot of delicacies from mountains and seas, can this also be eaten?

"Well." Cen Yao responded.

Xiaokou'er quickly peeled off the outer layer of skin, then peeled the oiled paper down again, and sent the slightly browned sweet potato flesh to Cen Yao's mouth.

Cen Yao's throat moved, and he took a deep look at Xiao Kou'er.

The gesture of the young man giving sweet potatoes, it is easy to think of the appearance when he offered himself without reservation.

Cen Yao lowered his head and took a bite.

"Is it delicious?" Xiao Kou'er asked curiously.

"good to eat."

Xiaokou'er's mouth was drooling, and he hurriedly lowered his head to eat. After eating two bites, he remembered that there was still another Cen Yao, and sent it to Cen Yao's mouth again.

But when it was halfway through, Xiao Kou'er stopped again and whispered, "...I bite it, saliva."

Cen Yao leaned over and took another bite of the sweet potato. After chewing, he said, "I've eaten your saliva before."

The little button's face turned red.

But he also breathed a sigh of relief.

This roasted sweet potato is not even half the size of a palm. It was quickly eaten by the two of them, and in a blink of an eye, only the last bite was left...

Xiao Kou'er was left to Cen Yao.

Cen Yao leaned over and lowered his head, but did not take the remaining bite.

He bit Kou'er's fingertips and licked gently.

Xiao Kou'er's fingers were originally relatively slow, but when he regained his senses, he felt a tingling sensation that spread throughout his body.

Cen Yao took the roasted sweet potato from his hand and put it on the head of the bed.

"I will not only eat your saliva, but I will also eat you." Cen Yao said obscene words in a serious manner, and then peeled him off like oil paper.

Then Xiao Kou'er found out that this bed was really not big enough.

He raised his head with tears in his eyes: "...there's still a mouthful to eat...what a waste..."

"Yeah." Cen Yao responded lightly, holding down the diligent and thrifty housekeeper, making him completely forget about the roasted sweet potato, the people in the troupe, and even Cen Qingyuan, who gave sweet potatoes to him.

The next day, Master Cen personally came to invite Cen Yao.

He said, "Cen Qingyuan... is no longer in charge of the business."

In his bones, Master Cen prefers Cen Qingyuan.

Cen Qingyuan resembled him very much.

Cen Yao didn't know who he looked like, he was always cold, noble and arrogant. In front of him, Master Cen felt that he was a useless old man, like a servant. How could Master Cen bear it?

But now there is no way.

Cen Yao is really cold-blooded, cold to the core.

Master Cen had nothing to do with him, but he hoped that the Cen family could go to the next level, instead of being robbed of his wife by brothers Cen Qingyuan and Cen Yao, and the trouble was worse than before.

What can be done then?

You can only lower your body and ask for it yourself.

When Cen Yao listened to Master Cen's words, he was talking on the phone with Xiao Kou'er.

The teenager has been obsessed with this thing recently, and he has to call Cen Yao if he has anything.

Master Cen listened to him and said to the other end, "Did you follow the copybook I left in the room?"

Although his tone was still light, he was still able to hear a gentle taste from it.

Who will it be?

Is that the little joker?

Master Cen's face turned blue when he thought of this.

Cen Yao has a gentler attitude towards an actor than he is towards his own father!

But it is useless for Master Cen to slander in his heart, he still has to wait obediently.

I don't know how long it took before Cen Yao raised his head and said, "You can go back."

"Then you go back to Cen's house..."

"I'll go back."

Master Cen breathed a sigh of relief and then left.

Cen Yao said to the other end of the phone again, "Don't go to the theatre these days, just follow me to a place."

Xiao Kou'er responded obediently, and squeezed the pen in his hand with difficulty.

After teaching him how to use a gun, Cen Yao started teaching him to write again.

This stuff is really hard to practice.

But Xiao Kou'er has longed to be a person who has read books since he was a child, so that he will be able to get farther from Xia Jiuliu... So no matter how difficult it is, Xiao Kou'er gritted his teeth and continued on.

Ugh.

Fourth Master Cen also said that if he did not practice two pages today, he would continue to tell him a little bedtime story when he came back.

You don't need to ask Kou'er to know what the story is like.

It must be that the young man didn't practice calligraphy well, and then he was pressed on the desk and cleaned up for a while, and the ink was stained on half of his butt... Then he had to go to the bathroom to wash. After washing and washing, he couldn't wash it off, so he was cleaned up again. pause.

The little button touched his ass.

The hand holding the pen can't help but become more stable.

On the third day, Cen Yao got out of the car with Xiao Kou'er.

Xiao Kou'er looked up and saw the words "Cen House" written on the plaque.

...This is the main entrance of Cen Mansion?

It was the main entrance of Cen's Mansion that he had passed by before, but he never dared to look carefully, let alone pass by! The gate is painted with black paint and the pillars are painted with red paint, which looks very imposing!

Xiao Kou'er turned to look at Cen Yao in surprise: "Are we... going in?"

"En." Cen Yao clenched his wrist.

The two slowly entered the door.

The servants of Cen's residence immediately knelt on the ground, and even Master Cen, who came out to greet him, slumped his head unconsciously.

The first time Xiao Kou'er saw the Cen family, all he saw were the tops of their heads.

Ah, and Cen Qingyuan's maid, Yun'er, is also kneeling there...

Xiao Kou'er felt a very strange feeling in an instant... He unconsciously grasped Cen Yao's fingers, feeling a little shamelessly refreshing and happy.

He used to know that the servants of the Cen family despised him.

What is my name?

It's called... Xiao Kou'er racked his brains to think about it, what kind of tiger and what kind of fake power?

Only at this time did Master Cen see Xiao Kou'er's figure clearly, and his expression changed: "Why, why is he here?"

Cen Yao asked back, "Can't you?"

Master Cen twitched his face and said reluctantly, "...Go ahead."

Cen Yao then walked in with Xiao Kou'er.

When it was time to go up the steps, Cen Yao buckled his waist again, hugged him whole, and only put him down when he stepped into the hall.

It's like holding a baby.

It's like holding a treasure full of treasures.

Seeing this, Master Cen's face turned even greener.

Isn't it just a casual play? Is he so precious? Cen Qingyuan can distinguish the importance, but he... Master Cen is angry with himself, but he can't say a word.

And Yuner quietly raised her head from the audience, and she took this scene into her eyes, and her eyes were shocked, panic and fear at the same time.

The people in the manor also heard that the fourth master was interested in that little actor, and for this reason he injured the eldest young master. But hearing it is one thing, seeing it with your own eyes is another.

Yun'er was in a cold sweat, and she couldn't help but start to recall how she had treated Xiao Kou'er in the past... She didn't know how many times she had ridiculed Xiao Kou'er, "really taking herself as a grandma."

Yuner wanted to cry without tears.

Who would have thought? They didn't do the first grandma, they went to be the fourth grandma!

This weight is much heavier than that of the eldest young lady!

Cen Yao and Xiao Kou'er entered the door and just sat down.

When Cen Qingyuan got the news, he hurriedly got him back.

Cen Yao asked the maid to pour tea for Xiao Kou'er first, and then put some snacks.

Master Cen couldn't help but said, "...Now that your eldest brother is like this, will you take over the business?"

Master Cen wants Cen Yao to take over. With Cen Yao's name, the business can't soar into the sky? But Master Cen did not dare to let Cen Yao take over. Cen Yao turned his face ruthlessly, what if the business was pinched by him, and he would be thrown out tomorrow?

Cen Yao narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm not interested."

Master Cen breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly said with a smile: "Your eldest brother can't rob you now. Look... Did you shake hands with him to make peace? And the business side..."

Master Cen didn't dare to get too complacent, and changed his mind quickly and said, "It's rare for you to come back, so you should ask first, and Dad will do it for you first..." This is to quickly play the role of a loving father. Restoring a family that was in jeopardy.

"There is indeed one thing." Cen Yao said.

The servant hurriedly carried Cen Qingyuan into the door.

Cen Qingyuan suddenly heard these words, and his mind buzzed... Cen Yao is going to take away the business!

Before Mr. Cen could be surprised how Cen Qingyuan came back, he heard Cen Yao calmly say, "Let's hold an engagement banquet in Cen's mansion first."

"...W-what?" Master Cen was confused and didn't turn around.

"Hold an engagement banquet for me and Xiao Kou'er."

Master Cen was stunned.

Cen Qingyuan was also stunned.

Xiao Kou'er just took a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and now he has forgotten to swallow it.

Cen Qingyuan was the first to react, he sat up and shouted hysterically, "I don't allow it!"

He glared at Cen Yao.

However, Cen Yao didn't even give him the slightest glance.

Master Cen's throat choked, and he regained his senses: "Are you crazy?"

Cen Yao put the gun on the desk beside him.

"Now the Cen family is begging me."

Master Cen returned rationally, and his throat was choked with blood again, but he still had to smile a little: "...you, isn't it better for you to marry a wealthy daughter than a man?"

"No one can match him." Cen Yao said.

Xiao Kou'er stumbled and swallowed the piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

So sweet.

so sweet so sweet...

The aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus filled his mouth.

Cen Qingyuan was so angry that he slapped the armrest vigorously: "Cen Yao, are you crazy? Do you like him that much?"

He also wanted to be as unrestrained as Cen Yao, without having to be condescending with women.

But he can't.

The more he couldn't do it, the more Cen Qingyuan was reminded to realize his uselessness.

Cen Yao responded, "Yes. Cen's mansion will hold an engagement banquet, and Lin's mansion will hold another wedding banquet."

Cen Qingyuan was so jealous and angry that he almost bleeds.

Cen Yao is so cruel... He is going to hold a ceremony with Xiao Kou'er under the eyes of the Cen family...

No one in the Cen family didn't know that he had a relationship with Xiao Kou'er.

Wouldn't the face of his eldest young master be dragged out and trampled on by thousands of people?

Cen Qingyuan stared at Cen Yao's profile, feeling extremely strange.

At this time, Cen Yao didn't say any more. He stood up and walked to Xiao Kou'er's side. He turned his head and said lightly, "What I said just now was not a discussion, but a notification."

After he finished speaking, he hugged Xiao Kou'er again and hugged him from the chair: "...This sweet-scented osmanthus cake is not delicious, I will have someone buy it for you."

He took the person out of the door and passed Cen Qingyuan, who couldn't stand on the chair.

Cen Qingyuan, and even the servants of the Cen family, heard Cen Yao say lightly to the little actor: "I'll take you to see the house I lived in when I was young... You haven't seen me wearing a long coat. I'll show you. ."

The little actor snorted.

Then I don't know what the fourth master said in a low voice, the little actor's face turned red, and he buried himself in the fourth master's arms, wrinkling the fourth master's sleeves, and the fourth master didn't even notice. .

They suddenly remembered the cloak that the little actor was wearing.

Fourth Master also wore it when he just returned to the mansion.

Could it be at that time... at that time...

The people immediately lowered their heads in panic.

I only heard someone shouting: "Eldest Young Master!"

Cen Qingyuan vomited blood.