Shen Ning didn't care, she even hoped that Chu Shaoyang would take a fancy to one or two maids and take them into the room, so that he would not have to pester her anymore and say those disgusting words to her.
But Chu Shaoyang was like a blind man, not even taking a glance at all the glances that came his way.
From the beginning to the end, his eyes never left her.
Now that they live in separate houses, there must be some maids who can't hold themselves back and want to take the initiative to throw themselves into their arms!
She was waiting upstairs to watch the show with the intention of watching a good show, but she didn't expect that all the maids and maids were driven out mercilessly by Chu Shaoyang, and they all fled in great embarrassment.
"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that this Chu Shaoyang would actually be Liu Xiahui, who is still in love."
Shen Ning was talking to herself. She leaned on the head of the bed, propped up her chin, and looked at a candle in front of the bed. Many thoughts were running through her mind, and they kept getting sorted out.
According to her current thoughts, she really wanted to pat her butt and leave like this.
But when she thought of Chu Shaoyang's affectionate eyes and the intoxicating tenderness in his eyes, she couldn't help but feel cruel.
At the same time, she also knew that Chu Shaoyang was sleeping in the room downstairs, and she could not escape from this exquisite house unless she grew a pair of wings.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but stand up, walked to the window, opened the window, looked at the bright moon outside the window, and sighed deeply.
Suddenly, her eyes flashed, as if something flashed past her.
She rubbed her eyes and looked intently. Her eyes fell on the tall golden osmanthus tree in the yard. She was startled and gasped.
I didn't know when there was a figure on the tree, staring at me intently, with a look of astonishment on his face that was difficult to conceal.
The golden osmanthus tree was very close to the window, and the man was standing on the branch, no more than three feet away from Shen Ning. He could touch her if he stretched his arms, but the man remained motionless, his body moving along with the branches. Ups and downs, looking floating, as if about to fall at any moment.
He was a tall, handsome young man in white clothes. He was only eighteen or nineteen years old. Even in the night, she could still feel his clear and bright facial features, just like a man in a painting, which made her suddenly see something. Bright.
"you… "
Shen Ning opened her mouth and was about to ask, "Who are you?"
Suddenly, the young man in white flew towards her like a bird, landed lightly and silently, and then covered her mouth.
"Shh, don't talk." His voice rang close to her ear, believing that no one else would hear it except her.
Shen Ning blinked. Although the strange boy in white covered her mouth as soon as he came up, she felt a strange feeling in her heart the moment she saw the boy in white, as if he was her extremely special person. A familiar and extremely close person, he should not harm himself, and he has no ill intentions toward him.
who is he
"Don't talk. Chu Shaoyang is downstairs. His martial arts is extremely high. He can hear you as long as you say a word. I don't want him to know my existence." The young man in white did not let go of his hand, and his lips slightly moved. Opening and closing used the skill of transmitting sound into the secret.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. If you promise me not to say anything, I will let you go." He added.