Chapter 4: Sleeping together. Who do you want to squeeze in between us?

What you say is what you say.

Pei Ji immediately asked Yuan Rong to move his clothes and other belongings into Qingyuan, including his daily accessories. He actually moved several boxes, which made it quite lively.

He Zhiliao was physically disabled and could only lie on the bed and watch Pei Ji directing them in and out. Qingyuan was a side courtyard and was small to begin with. It was already a bit cramped for him alone, and with Pei Ji added to the mix, the courtyard seemed even more crowded.

He didn't really want Pei Ji to live here. He always felt as if some conspiracy was brewing, as if he was going to be pushed out and abandoned at any time.

"What are you thinking about?" Pei Ji sat down in front of his bed.

Candles had already been lit in the room, and the dim candlelight shone on the two people's faces, as if they were covered with a layer of silky light, making them look particularly gentle.

Why did we realize it so late? Spring has already come.

"Ah." He gestured lightly, his eyes falling on the boxes in the house. With so many things, it would be crowded to sleep here.

Pei Ji narrowed his eyes and smiled, "You also think that we live in harmony, right? You look so happy that you can't even speak!"

He Zhiliao: "..."

I am mute, of course I can't speak!

The more Pei Ji looked at him, the happier he felt. He wished he could lie down next to him right now, his heart and eyes filled with He Zhi.

The boxes in the room were filled with his clothes, which were soon all squeezed into He Zhiliao's closet, pushing his few thin clothes to the edge of the closet, making him look particularly pitiful.

Pei Ji thought this was the best way. From now on, when the little mute chose clothes, he would have to look at his clothes first.

He Zhiliao felt a little uneasy. Why did he have to squeeze here instead of living in the spacious main courtyard? If his mother knew about this, she would probably be unhappy.

He secretly raised his eyes to glance at Pei Ji, but happened to meet his gaze. He lowered his head in panic... He didn't know why he suddenly changed his mind. He must not be thinking of teasing him or bullying him...

Otherwise, he would be really sad.

"Fourth Master, Zhengjun, the food in the small kitchen is ready." Chunjian was stunned when he saw the lively scene, and quickly got down to business.

"Okay, bring the food in. I will personally take care of Zhengjun's meal. You all leave." Pei Ji drove the servants out in a cold voice. No one was allowed to disturb him and his husband here.

Especially that Harumi!

Chun Jian hesitated for a moment, and was pulled away by Yuan Rong who noticed Pei Ji's eye contact.

Who dares not to obey my orders?

"Ah..." He Zhiliao became obviously nervous. He struggled to support his upper body and tried to explain something to Pei Ji, but he didn't dare to say anything.

He also hated himself for being able to only make such meaningless sounds.

He was also afraid that Pei Ji would hate him even more.

Pei Ji kept watching his every move. When he saw his eyelids rolling slightly and his fingers fiddling together, he understood what he meant.

He simply reached out and grabbed He Zhiliao's armpits, and with a little effort, he lifted him up.

"Ah!" He Zhiliao subconsciously grabbed his shoulders in panic, not daring to move, like a cat slave whose neck was suddenly grabbed.

"Hold me." Pei Ji chuckled.

The body reacted before the brain, and He Zhiliao didn't care about anything else. He quickly hugged Pei Ji's neck, and then he realized that someone was holding up his buttocks...

He Zhiliao: “……!!!”

Pei Ji felt his body stiffen, and he gently touched his head to him, his brows softening. "Don't be afraid, I won't fall you."

He carefully placed him on a cushioned chair. Seeing that he couldn't reach it, Pei Ji moved both the man and the chair forward.

"Are your hands strong?" Pei Ji asked softly.

He Zhiliao nodded slightly.

"That's good. Since it's inconvenient for you to move, if you want to eat something, just tell me and I'll get it for you." Pei Ji instructed and directly picked up the farthest dish with a chopstick.

He doesn't like sweet dishes, but they are on the table. It goes without saying who likes them.

He Zhiliao quickly stretched out his right thumb and bent it twice.

Pei Ji thought his bent fingers were adorable and couldn't help but smile, "Are you thanking me?"

He Zhiliao nodded obediently. It turned out that he understood what he meant!

"This is what I should do." Pei Ji maliciously did not put the dish in front of him, and he was always thanked by the other party with a thumbs up.

It's very interesting. Very, very.

After the meal, it was completely dark outside.

Although it is getting warmer in spring, it is still a little chilly at night.

Pei Ji looked at He Zhiliao, who was lying down after dinner, and fell into deep thought, "Do you want to take a bath?"

He Zhiliao suddenly looked up at him with some expectation in his eyes. Usually it was Chun Jian who helped him, and tonight he had been with Pei Ji. Since the other party didn't mention it, he didn't dare to make any request.

"The wound on your back cannot get wet. I'll help you clean it." After Pei Ji said this, he pretended to ask what he meant.

He Zhiliao naturally shook his head, and even wanted to gesture to tell him to call Chunjian!

Pei Ji saw that he was anxious, and felt a little dissatisfied in his heart, but he still smiled and said: "You think it's good too? I think so too! After scrubbing, you can go to bed!"

"Ah!" He Zhiliao was so anxious that he tried to speak, but he couldn't make a normal sound, so he could only be carried into the bathroom by Pei Ji.

Pei Ji had bad intentions and even brought his own big bathtub with him. He had already put hot water in it, but it was not full, only about half full.

He Zhiliao: “?”

Pei Ji pinched his thin face and laughed softly, "I know you are uncomfortable. I'll ask Chun Jian to come in and help you clean it. Be careful and don't let water get on your back."

After he said that, he turned and left.

Of course he knew that the little mute still had some grudges against him and did not completely trust him. If he crossed the other party's bottom line at this moment, he would be worse than a beast.

If he had the chance to do it all over again, he would have enough patience to get along with the little mute. Even if the other party didn't even give him a look, even if he had to wait three or five days before hearing his utter a word, he would be happy to do so.

The red color climbed up the ear and remained on the earlobe even after it was wiped.

Pei Ji had already washed in another bathroom. He was sitting on the bed in thin underwear, reading a military book, looking like a gentleman. Until He Zhiliao entered the room, the gentleman disappeared in an instant.

"Whose young wife is so pretty?" He put down the military book and blew a gangster whistle.

He Zhiliao didn't know which foot to take for a moment. He didn't even dare to dream that Pei Ji was waiting for him to sleep on the same bed...

Chun Jian originally wanted to help him continue walking, but when he saw Pei Ji stand up, he immediately bowed and retreated calmly. He knew his young master's thoughts very well, and as long as the young master was happy, it was fine.

Pei Ji took him with a smile, helped him sit down, looked down at him, his eyes fixed on his face, unwilling to leave for a moment.

"Ah?" He Zhiliao asked softly. Even without looking up, he could sense the other person's fiery gaze. He didn't know what he was going to do next.

The slightly drooping eyelashes trembled gently, like a butterfly flapping its wings at any time, and when it wanted to, it would fly its wings and land on other things.

His face is undoubtedly beautiful and stunning.

But he always hid himself in gray clothes, lowered his head with shame, not wanting anyone to see him.

Pei Ji smiled and said, "It's okay. You go inside and sleep on your stomach. I'll be outside."

He Zhiliao quickly shook his head. Wives and concubines should sleep outside so that they can take care of their husbands when they get up. He cannot break the rules.

"You also say it's okay? That's great!" Pei Ji deliberately misinterpreted his meaning again and helped him lie down.

The side courtyard is small, the house is small, and the bed is naturally small as well.

He Zhiyi took up most of the bed as soon as he lay down. He was a little panicked and quickly propped up his upper body and rubbed it against the wall until his shoulders were pressed against the wall, then he shrank back and stopped moving.

Pei Ji lay down on his side and gladly accepted the empty space he had vacated. He smiled, "There's so much space, who do you want to squeeze in between us? Chun Jian?"

"ah!"

Of course not!

He Zhiliao frowned slightly and looked at him in panic.

"Since it's not, why don't you come over here quickly?" Pei Ji said with a smile, and gently tapped the gap in the middle with his slender fingertips with thin calluses.

It's very suggestive.

He Zhiliao slowly rubbed back to his original position, his elbows feeling a little sore.

Pei Ji raised his lips in satisfaction, "You can sleep now."

He Zhiliao quickly buried his head in his arms, even breathing carefully.

Pei Ji stared at him. The little mute must have been really uncomfortable. He even tried to suppress his breathing and swallowed his saliva very slowly...

The candle in the room was half burned out, but Pei Ji was still staring at him.

He didn't understand how there could be such a lovely person in the world?

Even the snoring and frowning are so cute that it makes people want to laugh.

……frown?

Pei Ji sat up immediately. It was very tiring to sleep on his stomach as it would easily put pressure on his chest. But if he lay down, the wound would be even more uncomfortable.

He helped the little mute adjust his posture and gently fanned his back with a round fan. The night passed quickly.

Pei Ji felt like all the bones in his body were rotten, and he could hear a sound when he moved slightly. Even though he didn't expect that he would fall asleep while sitting, it was worth it to see the little mute's peaceful sleeping face.

He stood up quietly and almost fell to his knees!

The aftereffects of kneeling for three hours yesterday began to show up after one night.

"Yuanrong?"

"The servant is here."

Pei Ji tiptoed out. After a few steps, he got used to the soreness. He coughed lightly and asked, "Did my mother say anything?"

"My lady sent someone to tell you early in the morning to come over after you get up, saying that she has something to say to you," Yuan Rong said.

"Got it, go back to the hospital and wash up."

"yes."

Pei Ji packed up and rushed to the east wing.

Qin Yurong was drinking tea. When she saw him come in, she raised her hand and pointed at the cushion next to her. Pei Ji immediately knelt down on it.

"Mother has a few words to say to you," she said softly. "Yesterday's events are over, but I still say the same thing. Even if you don't like it, you should still shoulder your responsibilities. Your father said that no one in the Pei family for three generations has been as ignorant as you! If you bully him again, I will beg His Majesty to show mercy and grant you a letter of divorce!"

Although Pei Ji didn't know why she was so serious, he still responded seriously, "I was wrong about what I did yesterday. From now on, I will definitely treat him well."

No shit responsibility.

The little mute had never been his responsibility.

But it was his first wife.

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Pei Ji: "It's time to take a shower! I'll help you!"

Little Cicada: Shake your head quickly!

Pei Ji smiled: "You are looking forward to it too, right? [Rainbow fart]"

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