Sixty-nine
After all, he is young and has a good foundation. After using the ointment for only two days, You Shu was basically completely healed and was as lively and energetic as before.
Xiao Weixin was silent for a long time. He finally understood that Xiao Shu could not be viewed from a normal person's perspective. He was different from those weak and fragile people in the storybooks. But in the final analysis, it was his own fault.
No man can admit that he is not good at that, especially Xiao Weixin, who has such a high self-esteem, he cannot accept such a fact.
So Xiao Weijing was called over.
"What did you say?" Xiao Weijing was holding the teacup in confusion and didn't understand for a moment.
Xiao Weixin looked cold as if he wasn't begging anyone: "Give it to me."
Xiao Weijing was a little bit unbelievable, "So you called me here just to find you two books like that???"
"Is it not possible?" Xiao Weixin looked at him coldly, "Stop talking nonsense."
Xiao Weijing put the teacup back on the coffee table, stroking his chin with a sly smile on his face: "Our seventh child has also started eating meat? Let me guess... Seeing your unsatisfied and frustrated look, you didn't enjoy it the first time, did you?"
Xiao Weixin didn't want to answer this question.
Even after two days, he could still recall the feeling. Xiao Shu had practiced martial arts for many years, so her body was more flexible than that of an ordinary man, and her physical strength was a hundred times better than that of a woman. No matter how he tried, she would cooperate. The two of them also enjoyed it, and it couldn't be said that one side didn't enjoy it.
But because of his great physical strength, he seemed to be not so good to some extent. When Xiao Weixin thought of the little shadow guard who would be running all over the court the next day, he was really frustrated for a long time, so he caught Xiao Weijing who had just left the court to have fun in his spare time.
"Don't meddle in other people's business." Xiao Weixin looked unhappy. He didn't want to discuss his private affairs with an unrestrained guy like Xiao Weijing. If he really couldn't find anyone, he would never call him.
Xiao Weijing's eyes were a little cunning, like a fox: "This is easy, I will lend you something useful later."
"If you ask me, just reading those books is not enough. You also need to use some small toys, which can not only add to the fun, but also add some unexpected fun. You also want to see your little lover crying and begging for mercy, right?"
"I don't want to." Xiao Weixin interrupted him hypocritically.
In fact, he really wanted to see Xiao Shu, a cold and restrained person, looking at him helplessly with tears in his eyes...
Xiao Weixin felt like he was okay again.
"Do you want it?" Xiao Weijing couldn't see through him, but she deliberately said maliciously: "There are many good things in my house, do you want it or not?"
Xiao Weixin pursed his lips, but in the end, his greater desire prevailed: "Leave one."
Xiao Weijing almost laughed out loud, his seventh brother was so interesting. He usually looked serious and pure, but he turned out to be a fool who knew nothing after he started eating meat. It was so funny.
He knew how much Xiao Weixin cared about his reputation. If he really laughed out loud, he might be beaten to death. Xiao Weixin suppressed his anger and pretended to be serious: "Seeing how much you care for her, I guess that young master must be a stunning beauty, right?"
"You can go now." Xiao Weixin carried forward the allusion of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge to the fullest, and started to drive people away when everything was fine.
Xiao Weijing didn't mind, she stood up with a smile, came to the table and whispered: "Since you have a loved one, you must hold on to him/her well and don't let him/her run away."
Xiao Weixin frowned, and Xiao Weijing, who was afraid of getting beaten, walked away smilingly, fanning himself with a folding fan.
As the night deepened, You Shu carefully climbed in from the window, walked around the flower and bird screen with familiarity, and said softly, "Your Majesty."
Xiao Weixin looked up and saw him, with a touch of tenderness in his eyes. He put down the book and waved gently: "Xiao Shu, come here."
He had probably just finished showering, and was sitting quietly at the table in a white undershirt. His hair was not completely dry yet, and water droplets were still dripping down his back from the ends of his hair. Under the dim light, his skin was as white as snow and his handsomeness was even more extraordinary. You Shu did not dare to look at him for too long, as he would feel that he was disrespecting him if he did.
"Your Highness, can I help you dry your hair?" You Shu took the dry towel from the washbasin rack.
Xiao Weixin nodded and cooperated with him consciously. He didn't like to dry his hair after washing it, and he would just let his wet hair evaporate regardless of summer or winter, but since Xiaoshu volunteered, he was willing to do it.
You Shu carefully picked up a strand of Xiao Weixin's wet hair and pressed it a little bit with a dry towel, for fear of hurting him. He treated it with care, as if it were a priceless treasure, much more carefully than he did his own hair.
Xiao Weixin felt the gentleness coming from above his head, squinted his eyes comfortably, and sighed softly: "Xiao Shu's cooking skills have improved."
"Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness." You Shu replied in a low voice, "Your Highness should dry your hair immediately after washing it in the future. If you accidentally catch a cold, you will suffer from headaches when you get older."
Xiao Weixin chuckled: "Then Xiao Shu will always wipe my hair from now on."
You Shu blushed for a moment and responded softly.
After wiping off all the water droplets on his hair, You Shu put the towel back. When he turned around, Xiao Weixin was looking down and writing something on a piece of paper with a pen. He didn't dare to disturb him and quietly stepped forward to help grind the paper. But when he accidentally looked down, he found that his name was written all over the paper.
You Shu.
Various fonts, various shapes, every stroke is carefully and carefully written. Just by looking at them, you can tell that the person who wrote them must be filled with deep emotions, which is why he could write them so patiently.
"Why did the prince write my name?"
Xiao Weixin didn't look up, but continued writing on another piece of white paper with a pen in hand, whispering, "I've been wanting to carve a longevity pendant for you recently, but I couldn't write a satisfactory font to give to the craftsman."
“I always feel like something is missing.”
You Shu was stunned, "Why do you want to give me the immortality pendant? Didn't you give me the pendant before?"
Xiao Weixin put down his pen and sighed softly, then turned around and pulled You Shu to sit on his lap, looked up at him and said softly: "Xiao Shu, I want to be good to you too."
"You are willing to give me all your belongings, so I should repay you out of courtesy and justice."
You Shu sat on his lap, lowered her head slightly and looked at him, a little puzzled: "I don't care about those."
"I care." Xiao Weixin kissed the corner of his eye and asked, "When is your birthday?"
This question stumped You Shu. He could only answer his birthday in his previous life, "October 2nd."
"There's still some time." Xiao Weixin breathed a sigh of relief, "I can still take my time to choose."
He lowered his head and scanned the paper, and finally picked the one he was most satisfied with: "This is it."
You Shu looked at the two bold and unrestrained characters on the paper, and couldn't help but raise his hand and gently touch the ink that had not yet dried, without saying anything for a long time.
"Can you write?" Xiao Weixin suddenly thought of this question.
You Shu shook his head: "As for calligraphy... I really can't do it."
Xiao Weixin suddenly adjusted his posture, letting You Shu sit in his arms, and then reached out his hand from behind, holding You Shu's hand with his right hand, letting him hold the pen, and he applied force to write on the paper stroke by stroke.
He held You Shu's hand and slowly wrote two words on the paper. You Shu couldn't help but read them out loud.
"Moshi?"
"It's my handwriting." Xiao Weixin explained softly in his ear.
You Shu was a little surprised. He didn't know that his prince had a name. But when he thought about it, how could they, who were born into a noble family, not have a name? "I have never heard of it."
"No one knows how to call me that." Xiao Weixin explained in a low voice, "When I was young, I went to the study room to take classes with my brothers. My mother personally gave me this name, and I liked it very much. But after I entered the study room, the tutor gave me a new name. No one knows this name anymore, and only my mother would call me this in private."
"Then she... passed away, and no one in the world would call her that anymore."
Xiao Weixin said this with some sadness in his eyes, "Xiao Shu, since we have become close friends, you don't have to remember my identity all the time, and you don't have to call me 'Prince' anymore."
"From now on, only you can be called by this name."
You Shu was stunned for a long time, and suddenly his nose felt a little sour, "Then I will call you that in private, and we are still master and servant in public?"
"Okay." Xiao Weixin nodded, "Call them over and let's listen."
You Shu coughed lightly, and with red ears, he whispered, "Mu, Mu Shi?"
"Call again." Xiao Weixin stared at him without blinking.
"Moshi."
"Call again."
"Moshi."
"the last time."
"Moshi."
You Shu was very obedient. As soon as he finished his last words, he felt a warmth on his lips. Xiao Weixin couldn't help but kiss him and felt his eyes slightly moist.
"No one has called me that in years."
"Xiao Shu, you will always be with me, right?"
You Shu felt sad, how could he not understand that his prince was actually most afraid of loneliness? After his mother was murdered, he probably hadn't slept well for so many years. Deep down in his heart, he must have longed for a sense of security.
"Of course I will stay with you." You Shu assured him, "Until you don't need me anymore."
Xiao Weixin stared at You Shu's face in the candlelight, and suddenly pressed forward again. The two hadn't been intimate for two days since the last time. They were both young and full of vigor, and they had just tasted the taste of love, so it was inevitable that they would get carried away when their passion reached a peak.
You Shu let Xiao Weixin take the initiative that night, and he never thought of counterattacking again. After all, it was painful to be in a lower position, and he couldn't bear to see his prince suffer.
The two of them fell on the couch, hugging each other. You Shu put his hands on the bed sheet, trying to grab something to relieve himself, but accidentally touched a few booklets. In a daze, he instinctively picked up the booklets and took a look at them, and he immediately became refreshed.
Dragon|Yang Treasure Book
Appreciation of Chrysanthemum
It was obvious at first glance that these messed-up names were not something that serious people would read. His eyes fell on Xiao Weixin and he raised his hand and patted it: "Is this yours?"
Xiao Weixin looked up, dissatisfied with his interest being interrupted, but when he raised his eyes to the pile of books, he immediately lost his temper.
Oops, forgot to hide it.
You Shu stared at his face for a long time and couldn't help laughing out loud.
Who could have known that his noble, cold and arrogant prince, who was serious in front of others, would actually study pornographic books seriously behind closed doors. This was too incongruous.
Kind of cute.
Xiao Weixin's face turned green.