(7)
At first light, Xiao Wen Ning was awakened by a chill. It was late autumn, and leaves, blown by the wind, instantly blanketed the ground. The temperature had been moderate for the previous two days, but it had suddenly dropped last night. A biting cold wind swept in through the broken second-floor window, making Young Master Xiao shiver. He tossed the blanket aside, pulled the quilt over him, and endured the chill to sleep.
Han Yao lay on the ground, frowning and pulling the blanket covering his face aside. He stood up and looked at Xiao Wen Ning, who had wrapped himself up like a silkworm cocoon, with half of his injured butt exposed, then turned and walked out.
It was already past ten in the morning when Xiao Wen Ning woke up again. He stood up with his butt raised and looked around for Han Yao, but found that he was the only one in the room. The autumn wind was whistling, and he was wrapped in a quilt, feeling the urge to pee.
Young Master Xiao had noticed that he hadn't had a peaceful life since his downfall. He sat awkwardly on his bed, not wanting to move, but also not wanting to be on the headlines tomorrow. He even had a headline ready for the news, using his crutches. It would be, "The Second Young Master of the Xiao Family was Downed and Staying Home for Rehabilitation, but Accidentally Died of Holding His Urine."
This matter can completely disgrace the old man Xiao Chengmao, but Young Master Xiao is also afraid that he will not be able to face reincarnation in eighteen years.
He bravely endured the pain and the cold, and finally moved to the bathroom to take care of the important matter of his life. He also brushed his teeth and washed his face. After he cleaned himself up and walked out, he saw Han Yao coming in with several large pieces of glass in his hands. Han Yao glanced at Xiao Wen Ning's naked lower body and said, "Can you put on your pants?"
Master Xiao looked helpless: "I want to wear it, but my butt is covered with medicine and the fabric can't stick to it."
Han Yao thought that his wound was not serious and it would heal faster if left to air. He finally chose to ignore it and walked to the balcony with a few pieces of glass, ready to patch up the leak.
He put the glass on the ground, took out a breakfast from his bag, threw it to Xiao Wen Ning casually, and ignored him.
Han Yao used a knife to smooth out the uneven parts of the window, and took out a box of measuring tapes to compare the positions and cut them neatly. Just as he was busy, he heard the "tapping" sound of crutches coming closer. He looked up along the line of Xiao Wen Ning's slippers and saw that he had changed into clothes that finally covered his buttocks.
The loose army green T-shirt hung down to about a fist above the knees, and the loose collar hung casually on the shoulders, revealing the beautiful lines of the collarbone. For the first time, Han Yao carefully observed Xiao Wen Ning's appearance in such a well-lit environment. He had cold eyebrows and thin lips, and when he was not talking or laughing, he had an icy and ascetic face, but his personality was so interesting that people wanted to find out more about him.
Seeing Han Yao staring at him, Xiao Wen Ning suddenly grinned. Han Yao couldn't describe that smile. It was like when a pile of snow melted and he suddenly found a graceful and reserved plum blossom hidden inside, delicate and beautiful.
Xiao Wen Ning pulled at Han Yao's clothes and asked, "How about it? Does your clothes look good on me?"
Han Yao simply replied, "I haven't washed it in two days."
Xiao Wen Ning grabbed the collar and brought it to his nose, sniffing hard. Then he said with an intoxicated look on his face, "It's all your scent, so charming."
Han Yao ignored Xiao Wen Ning and continued to deal with the glass with his head down. He had no other thoughts at this moment, he just wanted to apologize to Aoxue's Hanmei.
Han Yao busied himself for a long time before finally sealing the leaky window. Xiao Wen Ning had left the balcony without him noticing. He cleaned up the debris on the floor and suddenly felt less like a bodyguard and more like a nanny.
After finishing his preparations and going downstairs, he heard some movement in the kitchen. He walked over and saw Xiao Wen Ning putting his crutches aside, standing on one leg, preparing to cook noodles. When he heard footsteps, he turned around and asked, "Egg noodles?"
Han Yao agreed that anything he wanted to eat was fine.
After the noodles were cooked, Han Yao helped to bring them out. Xiao Wen Ning felt sore from standing that he walked to the restaurant on crutches, sat down with half of his buttocks, and stretched his good leg, which was still bruised.
Han Yao waited for him to sit down, then picked up his chopsticks and started eating noodles without any hesitation. Xiao Wen Ning held his chin and stared at him with a smile.
Han Yao raised his head and met his gaze. He felt uneasy and took a sip of soup and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"
Xiao Wen Ning blinked twice and asked very virtuously, "Is it delicious?"
"good."
"Then have you?" She said, giving him a few glances that she thought were particularly seductive: "Do you feel that you have fallen in love with me?"
Han Yao looked at the noodles, then looked at him: "Did you put aphrodisiac in the noodles?"
Xiao Wen Ning let go of his chin and picked up the chopsticks, becoming serious: "Haven't you heard that if you want to capture a man's heart, you have to capture his stomach first?"
Han Yao continued to drink his soup: "My stomach is too easily satisfied."
"How can you be so ignorant of contentment?"
"I don't mean to hit you."
"Come on, you let go of the blow."
"The noodles you make taste just as good as the one cooked by the worst cook in our kitchen squad."
Xiao Wen Ning boasted: "Then the level of your cooking team must be at the level of the imperial chefs."
Han Yao suddenly put down his chopsticks and turned to look at him seriously. Xiao Wen Ning felt a little uneasy under his stare. Just as he was about to speak, Han Yao reached out and pinched his chin, then gently forced him to open his mouth. Han Yao looked at his wide eyes, raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Let me see, are you showing your tongue?"
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