He smiled at the nanny, then stepped aside consciously, making room for Jiang Jingyu.
Mingyou stopped in front of the imperial study, looked up at Jiang Jingyu standing on the steps, and extended his hand to her.
A smile spread across Jiang Jingyu's lips. Why did she feel like her boyfriend was picking her up from get off work?
She raised her delicate hand and placed it in Mingyou's palm. She was about to step down the steps in front of her, but Mingyou took two steps forward, grabbed her hand, turned around, and pulled her whole body onto his back with a little force.
Jiang Jingyu's body suddenly flew into the air, and his other hand quickly hugged Mingyou's neck.
"what you do?"
Jiang Jingyu's head leaned over Mingyou's ear, with a lingering look of shock in his eyes.
Mingyou turned his head to look at her and said seriously, "Master is unable to move, so I will do everything for you."
After knowing what Mingyou meant, Jiang Jingyu glared at him, hooked her legs around Mingyou's body and climbed up, finally wrapping them around his waist.
Mingyou hooked his arms around Jiang Jingyu's legs and carried her out of the imperial study.
Mingyou became Jiang Jingyu's means of transportation, and she would take her wherever she said.
The man is vigorous and energetic. Jiang Jingyu deliberately let Mingyou carry her around the palace to tire the old man to death. Let's see how he can torture her at night!
Mingyou carried Jiang Jingyu on his back from dusk until nightfall. Finally, Jiang Jingyu was hungry and Mingyou carried her back to Yutian Palace.
While eating, Jiang Jingyu kept glancing at Mingyou, trying to find a trace of fatigue on his face.
However, Mingyou's skin is so delicate that even her pores are invisible, let alone big dark circles.
It's strange. He was a cold-blooded killer who went out in the wind and sun all day to carry out missions. How come his skin is still so good?
Jiang Jingyu was curious when Mingyou put some food into her bowl. "Master, do you have something to say? Or... is there something I didn't do to satisfy you?"
A deep and magnetic voice rang in Jiang Jingyu's ears. After the latter came to his senses, he quickly shook his head: "No, no, eat your meal!"
After dinner, Jiang Jingyu asked Mingyou to rest first, while she sat in front of the jade table with a sketchbook and started reading.
She waited until her eyelids started to droop and Mingyou on the couch stopped moving before she tiptoed to the inner hall.
I bent down to take off my shoes and was about to rest, but when I looked up, I was met with a burning gaze...
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