Chapter 16: A sick cat-like body, but with a lot of thoughts
After waiting for a long time, she didn't see the Fourth Master move. Just when she was about to open her eyes to look, she was completely covered by the quilt.
The Fourth Master sneered at her from the side and said, "You think I will grant your wish? Humph! If you sleep in wet clothes all night, I will keep an eye on you."
This damn woman, after getting herself drenched in water, actually stuffed the wet him into the quilt.
The Fourth Master still remembers the look Su Peisheng gave him the next morning.
Wen Jiu: "...Master, I'm a beautiful woman, wearing wet clothes, lying in the quilt, do you really want to look at me there?"
Although he had never been in a relationship, it didn't stop Wen Jiu from feeling that something was wrong.
The Fourth Master glanced at Wen Jiu coldly: "What's the problem?"
Wenjiu gave a thumbs up: "...No problem!"
It was really the arranged marriage in ancient times that saved him!
Otherwise, with his character, it would be a miracle if he could get a wife!
Wen Jiu was curious. To what extent could this gentleman bear a grudge? Could he really stare at him all night?
The red candle had burned halfway without him noticing. The Fourth Master was holding a book in his hand, yawning continuously, and looking at Wenjiu from time to time. It seemed that he had really done what he said, staring at Wenjiu and not allowing him to take off the wet clothes.
The warm wine had black spots all over his forehead, and his memory of the emperor was filled with words like sinister, tyrannical, cold and ruthless.
Now, she feels that three years is not enough!
After taking a look at the sky, Wen Jiu propped up his head and looked at him: "Master, how about you lie down and rest? I promise that I will never disturb you at night."
The Fourth Master yawned again, rubbed his red eyes, drank two more cups of plum blossom tea, and then opened his hands as if granting a favor: "Well, I'll fulfill your wish. Help me undress."
Warming the wine: "..."
I can bear it!
She crawled out of the bed and helped him unbutton his shirt with Wenjiu.
Fortunately, the costumes of the Qing Dynasty were not too complicated, and the original owner was quite familiar with these things in his memory, so warming the wine was easy.
The Fourth Master was feeling a little drowsy, but when he noticed Wenjiu's hands beginning to untie his pajamas, he suddenly focused and caught the mischievous little hands.
"One should not be too greedy." The Fourth Master said this with profound meaning.
Then he pointed to Wenjiu's bed and said, "Lie under the quilt."
Wen Jiu saw that he was on guard against him and his teeth were grinding.
I don’t know why, but when I think about her who claims to be a Buddhist, I feel like beating someone up!
"What are you waiting for?"
Wenjiu immediately gave a flattering smile: "Right away, right away."
The Fourth Master snorted coldly, straightened his nightgown, and then lay down in the quilt, about one meter away from Wen Jiu, which was a distance that Wen Jiu couldn't reach even with his arms.
After a long stalemate, Wenjiu saw that it was already dark outside, so he tentatively pulled at the Fourth Master's exposed sleeve.
The Fourth Master was silent.
Wenjiu silently said "come on", then stood up and moved out carefully.
"What are you going to do!" The Fourth Master suddenly opened his eyes, and his cold phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously.
The pink little feet landed beside him, and the Fourth Master smelled a faint fragrance, but the woman looked confused and stupid.
"Ouch." Wenjiu subconsciously stepped back, not knowing what he stepped on, and fell.
The Fourth Master subconsciously reached out and grabbed a handful of the beautiful girl, hugging her tightly in his arms.
Sensing the soft, boneless and smooth skin, the Fourth Master subconsciously pinched it, and beads of sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.
The charming and seductive little face was right in front of her, and she seemed to be frightened, with her rosy lips slightly open, and her breath was faintly enveloping her.
A few strands of black hair playfully fell on the side of the Fourth Master's face, like a feather gently brushing against his heart, itching and tingling...
The Fourth Master's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he stared at those lips for five or six seconds.
Suddenly, he stood up and said, "You are dreaming!"
Then, the Fourth Master sat down at the table and guzzled plum blossom tea.
Wenjiu, who was thrown on the bed, rubbed his butt, feeling quite disappointed. How could he endure this?
Is this guy the male protagonist from the Qing Dynasty?
"Master, if you can't sleep well, why don't you go back to sleep?"
The Fourth Master drank a pot of tea, but his restlessness did not subside but increased. He turned around and angrily scolded: "Why don't you sleep at night? What are you thinking about..."
After seeing the person on the bed clearly, the Fourth Master stopped scolding.
She was hugging her knees with her hands, curled up in the corner, and her thin shoulders seemed to be trembling slightly.
The little face was as pale as paper, and the big eyes looked at him eagerly, just like an abandoned kitten.
"What tricks are you playing?"
Wenjiu suddenly moved and walked towards the Fourth Master step by step.
The Fourth Master didn't even realize that he had unconsciously become tense.
"Master, what tricks do you think Jiu'er is going to play?"
She sighed softly, took the Fourth Master's big hand, and buried her face in his hand again.
"It doesn't matter what I think about Jiu'er, as long as I can remember Jiu'er's appearance in my heart..."
She sighed softly and fell into his lap without saying a word.
The Fourth Master was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, his hand was already covering Wenjiu's head.
The Fourth Master withdrew his hand suddenly as if he had been electrocuted, and said stiffly, "Place it."
Wen Jiu was grabbed by his slightly rough big hands and thrown onto the bed, and his heart was so nervous that it was in his throat.
"Master, um, can you be a little gentler... I, I have no experience." She pulled the Fourth Master's sleeve and said softly.
The Fourth Master's whole body stiffened, and then he took a quilt and wrapped the warm wine tightly.
"You're like a sick cat, and you have a lot on your mind. Just go to sleep."
Then he turned his head away from her.
Wenjiu struggled to get his head out of the quilt and saw the back of the Fourth Master.
Warming wine: "......"
By the way, there are also suitors in modern times.
Although he has always been single, Wen Jiu has never denied his appearance.
It seemed like no tricks worked on the Fourth Master, and she even began to doubt her own charm.
Half an hour later.
Wenjiu carried his small bag and quietly jumped out of the window.
Finally, he took a look inside the room and saw that the Fourth Master was sleeping soundly and had not noticed anything, so he carefully closed the window.
She didn't know that just as the window was closed, the cold eyes of the phoenix in the room suddenly opened. A violent storm seemed to be brewing in the eyes.
Wenjiu ran towards the northwest corner tower with fear.
She saw a dog hole here during the day and planned to slip out.
If he fails to sleep with the Fourth Master, he will either die early tomorrow morning or in two days. Wenjiu chooses the latter.
She planned to go out and have two good meals before continuing on her journey.
To go to the northwest corner tower, you must first go out of Qingliang Pavilion, following the same route, and also through a dog hole.
Wenjiu was very familiar with the situation and got in in no time.
Then, I saw two... claws?
It's black with white spots and is completely furry... Paws?
Wen Jiu looked up stupidly, only to see a black dog squatting beside him, half a person's height.
Its head was bigger than Wenjiu's, and it was staring at Wenjiu without blinking.
Wenjiu swallowed his saliva and observed carefully. He saw a sign hanging around his neck that read "Wangcaishen Dog."
Wenjiu: "...Wangcai?"
This dog really existed in the original owner's memory. It was the Fourth Master's beloved dog.
It is said that the ferocious ones can bite wolves to death...
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