Lin Su was just having a bad mood for a while, but he didn't expect that he would get himself into trouble. Now he wants to prove that he has no hidden illness, but he can't really force himself to do it in front of him.
Never mind, it's a good idea to have this misunderstanding.
"Get up first." Lin Su helped him up and said, "Aren't you tired of talking like this?"
Qing Tang tentatively supported his arm. Seeing that he didn't refuse, he smiled and stood up. When he stood firm, he let go of his arm with a hint of reluctance: "Master."
"Since you want to be with me, you must behave like a mistress from now on. You can't kneel down all the time, okay?" Lin Su hooked his nose and said, "Just make it clear."
"Yes." Qing Tang still looked at him intently, unable to conceal his happiness at all.
He thought that it would be good enough if he could stay by the young master's side for the rest of his life, but he never expected that pie in the sky would sometimes fall from the sky.
It was the first time that Lin Su was stared at by such a fiery and unconcealed gaze, and the person staring at him obviously did not realize that his gaze was too intense.
Lin Su looked back. Qing Tang met his gaze and rolled his eyes uncomfortably. He said helplessly, "Master, I feel like I'm dreaming..."
"Then how can I stop you from feeling like you're dreaming?" Lin Su asked with a smile.
Qing Tang glanced at him, her cheeks flushed bright red: "Can I touch you, Master?"
Lin Su pulled his hand and placed it on his face, holding Qing Tangyi's hand tightly as he nervously wanted to pull it back, and pulled him to sit in his arms.
The boy in his arms had just turned sixteen. Normally, Lin Su shouldn't have taken action, but he was being chased by such gazes every day, with the little guy's figure in front and behind him. If Lin Su didn't say anything, Qing Tang would only suffer with his personality, burying this thought in his heart and never saying it out loud for the rest of his life.
Qing Tang was completely frozen when he sat on Lin Su's lap, not even knowing how to move his eyes: "Young Master..."
"Yeah." Lin Su lowered his head and moved closer. Qing Tang was expectant and held his breath. He felt that his heart was beating so fast that it was almost not his own. He closed his eyes slightly, and his head fluttered slightly. When he opened his eyes, he found that Lin Su was holding a leaf in his hand.
"It fell on your head when you were hanging the books to dry just now. If someone saw it, they would laugh at you." Lin Su placed the leaf in his palm and said, "Take it with you when you go out."
"Okay..." Qing Tang felt very weak. He felt that he had to keep this leaf and keep it forever. Even if the young master didn't want him anymore one day, it would still be the best and most beautiful memory.
"Is it real now?" Lin Su held his shoulders and smiled.
Qing Tang shook his head subconsciously: "I'm still dreaming..."
Lin Su couldn't help but laugh. The child was born good-looking. The boy had naturally slender bones, beautiful face, and clear skin. Even though he was busy every day, he didn't get tanned at all. He still had some baby fat that hadn't faded yet. Such a straightforward response really made him sound like a little animal.
"Hold me for a while longer?" Lin Su asked.
Qing Tang's eyes curved, and he subconsciously turned his head, his cheeks flushed: "Master... am I being... unreserved?"
"Yes." Lin Su looked at him and said.
Qing Tang blinked blankly, holding onto his shoulders and trying to stand up, but after standing for a long time, he still sat in Lin Su's arms, looking at Lin Su with a confused face and said, "Master, I can't get up."
My legs are weak...
"I'll be there right away..." Qing Tang was a little anxious, but he didn't notice that Lin Su was holding his shoulders. He was so anxious that he was about to cry.
"Why be so reserved?" Lin Su asked him with a smile.
Qing Tang raised her watery eyes and looked at him: "...I don't want to be disliked by the young master."
"Young Master likes your unrestrained side." Lin Su placed his head on his shoulder, patted his back and said, "Don't worry too much about gains and losses. Just be yourself."
Qing Tang tentatively placed his hand on Lin Su's shoulder and leaned closer. He felt as if he was surrounded by happiness. From birth to now, he had never felt so satisfied. He felt his heart was so full that it seemed like something was about to burst out. "Master, Qing Tang is pleased with you."
Maybe I was already attracted by him the first time we met, so I couldn't help but look at him, think about him, and want to stand by his side. Just looking at him for a lifetime is enough.
"What would you do if another person redeemed you?" Lin Su asked with his head down.
Qing Tang tightened his grip, and after a moment of hesitation, he shook his head and said, "I don't know, but if it wasn't the young master, it would be terrible..."
There was a slight tremor in his voice. His fate was not in his control. At this moment, he was just glad that he met this person. He could not imagine the scene of being redeemed by someone else.
Perhaps the embrace was too comfortable, Qing Tang sat for a long time, so long that Lin Su pinched his legs and said, "My legs are numb."
Qing Tang quickly broke free, and this time he managed to stand steady, though he was extremely shy: "Let me give you a leg massage. I'm sorry, Master."
Lin Su brushed his hand away and said, "It's okay, just take two steps."
Lin Su paced back and forth for a few steps. Qing Tang carefully supported him. After being looked at by Lin Su, he jumped away as if his hands and feet were burned. "It's almost noon. I'll go serve the young master some food."
He saluted and skipped out of the room. After a moment, Lin Su heard two faint cheers: "Ahhh!!! That's great!!!"
It was blurry and I couldn't hear clearly, but I knew that the little guy was probably venting his inner excitement.
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"This part should be heavier." Lin Su held Qing Tang's fingers and taught him calligraphy. With a legitimate close relationship, there was no need to maintain a certain distance.
If you want to teach best, the most effective way is to teach by hand.
Qing Tang was writing with his hand held by him, and his eyes unconsciously looked at the clasped hands. He could have been quiet at this moment, but now he was so restless that he wanted to go out and run around the yard a hundred times.
"Look at the words, don't look at me." Lin Su lowered his head and didn't look at Qing Tang, but he knew that the person in his arms had been distracted and didn't know where he had gone.
Qing Tang quickly came back to his senses and forced himself to press down the words he had written excitedly: "Qing Tang knows he was wrong."
He shouldn't stop working hard just because he's been accepted by the young master. Instead, he should be more motivated when he's with the young master. If they go out together in the future, he must not embarrass the young master and make him think that the young master likes someone who is not worthy of him.
With Lin Su's patient teaching and Qing Tang's intelligence and hard work, although Qing Tang's calligraphy did not improve rapidly, Lin Su could see the daily progress.
Literature can nourish people, and temperament comes from the heart, so there is a saying that a person who is well-read will be elegant.
Although Qing Tang was not yet so extreme, the timidity in his eyes was slowly fading away. Even when communicating with ordinary people, he smiled, instead of being as cautious as when they first met.
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