001 was silent for a long time, and said word by word: [No, yes.]
When there was gossip, Wen Qing immediately regained her spirits and was not sleepy at all.
He nodded knowingly, and said to 001: [I understand, I understand.]
001: […]
Wen smiled lightly: [You don't have to be embarrassed.]
001 stopped talking.
Wen Qing thought it was shy, and thought to himself, he knew something was wrong with 001 watching romance and action movies all the time.
Wen Qing didn't mention the housekeeper anymore, thinking, when 001 recovers, he will take the initiative to talk to him about the housekeeper again.
It was nine o'clock in the evening when we returned to the castle.
Worried about meeting Sikong again, Wen Qing didn't go to the stables, but went straight into the castle.
As soon as I lifted my foot and stepped up the steps, I felt something was wrong.
The root of the thigh is sore and sore. Even if the fabric of the trousers is very soft, walking and wounding are still burning pain.
It's been too long to ride a horse today.
The butler looked at his strange walking posture and said, "Madam is waiting for me here."
Wen Qing looked up at him: "And then."
The butler said calmly, "I'll take you back to your room later."
Wen was silent.
Thanks, it doesn't hurt anymore.
"Need not."
He turned around, stepped up the steps with stiff feet, and walked into the castle.
Climbing up to the third floor with difficulty, Wen Qing glanced at the snacks in his hand, and decided to go to Xiao Jiyu's room first and give him the snacks.
Walking to the door of Xiao Jiyu's room, Wen gently knocked on the door.
Soon, the door opened.
Chi Chi stood by the door, three heads staring at the bag in his hand.
Wen Qing looked in, and Xiao Ji Yu was already lying on the bed and fell asleep.
After hesitating for a moment, he walked into the room and put the snacks on the table.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." saliva dripped all over the floor while staring longingly at the jerky in Wen Qing's hand.
Wen Qing took a piece of jerky, looked at Chiche's three identical heads, thought of what Xiao Jiyu said last time, lowered his voice and asked Chichi: "Which head is the one that eats snacks?"
The mouths of the three heads opened at the same time, drooling downwards.
Wen Qing was silent for a moment, then took two more pieces of jerky, one head and the other.
After getting up after feeding, Xiao Jiyu's sleepy voice sounded behind him: "Mother?"
Wen Qing tilted his head, only to see Xiao Jiyu turned on the light, rubbing his eyes, looking at himself sleepily, and asked softly, "Mother, are you coming to sleep with me?"
Wen whispered, "I'll bring you something to eat."
"Go to bed first, you can eat tomorrow."
Xiao Jiyu was obviously very sleepy, and when he heard the word sleep, he lay down on the bed, muttering good night to his mother.
Wen Qing looked at the clothes on him and frowned slightly. It was still the same clothes she changed for him two days ago.
Wen Qing struggled for a moment, and took two sets of clothes from the closet, a set of pajamas, and a set of clothes that can be worn tomorrow.
He walked lightly to the side of the bed, and carefully lifted Xiao Jiyu's quilt.
Xiao Jiyu's nose smelled, sniffing the familiar fragrance in the air, and continued to fall into a deep sleep, Wen Qing let Wen Qing change her clothes.
After changing clothes, Wen Qing looked at Xiao Jiyu's innocent and lovely sleeping face, and pursed her lips.
Neither Sikong nor Yuxing needed to eat or sleep.
But Xiao Jiyu needs it.
And Xiao Jiyu is very repulsed by maids doing things for him...
Wen Qing helped Xiao Jiyu tuck the corner of the quilt, got up and left.
As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw two maids appearing in front of him carrying strawberry cake and milk tea.
The maids shouted in unison: "Madam."
Wen Qing glanced at the things in their hands: "Xiao Ji Yu has already fallen asleep."
The maid froze for a moment, then said, "This is for the second young master."
Wen Qing was also stunned.
Why does Yu Xing eat these things
Yesterday I said I didn't need to eat anything.
Wen Qing couldn't help asking: "He wants it himself?"
The maid responded: "The second young master specifically asked for strawberry cake and milk tea."
Wen nodded lightly, indicating that they could send it over.
Wen Qing's legs hurt and he walked slowly. When he walked around the corner, two maids were already standing at the door of the torture room.
They didn't go in, but stood at the door with trays.
In the next second, the tray vacated and flew into the house.
Wen Qing stared at it for a while, and the two maids were obviously not surprised by this kind of thing, they lowered their eyebrows and left quickly.
Wen Qing walked forward slowly, thinking about what the tavern owner said.
You can get what you want in this old castle...
Sikong wants to kill.
Yu Xing doesn't go out, but he has something to do with desire.
Will it be Yu Xing
Passing by Yu Xing's room, Wen Qing glimpsed that the door was open from the corner of his eye.
He paused, turned his head subconsciously, and met Yu Xing's dark eyes.
Yu Xing glanced around at the cloak on him, and asked slowly, "What did you go out for?"
Wen Qing glanced at him, Yu Xing knew that he had gone out, but he didn't know what happened after he went out.
Thinking of his character design on Yu Xing's side, he said without changing his face: "Go out to find a man."
Yu Xing's eyes darkened, and he spit out four words: "Shameless."
Wen lightly groaned, glanced at the strawberry cake and milk tea that Yu Xing put on the table, pursed his lips, and didn't ask any questions.
His leg still hurts.
Wen Qing retracted his gaze and continued to walk forward slowly.
He tiptoed slightly, his legs spread unnaturally.
Yu Xing looked at his walking posture, and his face turned cold instantly.
Like being fucked.
With a sullen face, Yu Xing stepped straight out of the door, stood in front of Wen Qing, and looked at him gravely.
Wen Qing froze for a moment, and looked at Yu Xing in surprise.
He didn't expect Yu Xing to come out so directly.
Obviously nothing happened.
Wen Qing couldn't help asking: "Are you okay?"
Yu Xing lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Wen Qing's lips.
Red, but not swollen.
It doesn't look like she's been kissed.
He narrowed his eyes: "Isn't this what you want?"
Wen Qing was at a loss, what did he want
He blinked, and what was in front of him was Yu Xing's neckline, the buttons were tightly buttoned, and no more skin was exposed.
Depression, abstinence...
Sikong has gone bad...
Wen Qing suddenly had some thoughts.
The next second, he was interrupted by Yu Xing's words: "I almost forgot, you are very greedy."
Wen Qing came back to her senses, hesitated for a moment, and followed Yu Xing's words: "Yes, yes, yes, I am very greedy."
"I want you to leave this castle with me."
After finishing speaking, Wen Qing stared closely at Yu Xing's face.
Yu Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, but his expression didn't change.
Not surprised.
Wen Qing's heart sank, it seemed that Yu Xing knew his mission, or that his purpose was to take them out of the castle.
Yu Xing raised the corners of his mouth and sneered, "Please."
Wen Qing blinked and said calmly, "Please."
Yu Xing's gaze paused, he didn't expect Wen Qing to beg him so directly.
He looked at Wen Qing's fair cheeks, and said in a low voice, "You are really obedient."
Yu Xing's eyes moved down inch by inch from his cheeks, and finally stayed on his legs.
"So obedient, it deserves a reward."
"Is that right, mother?"
Before Wen Qing could react, Yu Xing suddenly took a step forward, put his right hand on his thigh, and pinched him lightly.
He opened his mouth, and was about to scold Yu Xing, when suddenly, an indescribable heat rose from the place he touched, and wandered around his limbs.
In the blink of an eye, Wen Qing's heart suddenly felt dry, and his whole body became hot.
It's like the physical changes after reciting Xiao Huangwen in the seminary.
Wen Qing frowned, two blushes rose on his cheeks, and water vapor filled his eyes.
His face changed slightly, and he raised his hand to push Yu Xing away.
Yu Xing grabbed his hand and pressed it against the wall.
At this moment, her wrist also started to feel hot, Wen Qing's vision became hazy, and her body felt dry and hot.
The only cool thing around him was Yu Xing. He couldn't help but bend his legs, and resisted the urge to stick to Yu Xing's body.
Wen Qing stepped back, pressing her back against the wall, barely relieving her dryness.
He let out a hot breath, and asked through gritted teeth: "This is the reward you said?!"
Yu Xing stared at his bright red lips, his throat moved slightly.
He couldn't help rubbing the delicate skin on his warm wrist with his fingertips, feeling the gradually accelerating pulse and heartbeat.
"Are you dissatisfied with my hand?"
Wen Qing clenched her teeth: "Not satisfied!"
Listening to his sticky voice, Yu Xing lowered his head, and slowly moved the hand covering his thigh back: "How should I feed you? Mother."