"Why are you hiding so far away? Don't you like me?"
Qiao Youyou pursed her lips, looking so aggrieved that she was about to cry.
Wenren Yuebai's heart tightened.
I regard her as more important than my own life.
How can I not like it?
"Youyou, you, you listen to me." Wenren Yuebai was so nervous that he stuttered when he spoke for the first time.
"According to the rules, I must first propose marriage, write three letters and six engagements, and marry through a matchmaker.
Otherwise, you are a woman, this... this is not good for you... your family will definitely not agree..."
Qiao Youyou tilted her head.
"Three letters and six betrothal gifts, and a formal marriage through a matchmaker? That's the custom among you people in the Central Plains.
I don't care about that much. My father is a Hu people. He told me to live my life as I like. Happiness is the most important thing. He doesn't care about those red tapes."
Wenren Yuebai was speechless for a moment.
Qiao Youyou came closer with a smile and whispered in his ear:
"Tell me now, do you like me?"
Her breath brushed past his ears. Wen Ren Yuebai was speechless and could only nod vigorously.
Qiao Youyou pretended not to know and moved closer.
"Master Wenren, why don't you speak?"
Wenren Yuebai felt that he had reached the limit of his patience.
If he could still endure such behavior from his beloved woman, then there really was something wrong...
Qiao Youyou only felt a pain on the side of her neck and screamed:
"Wenren Yuebai, are you a puppy? How dare you bite me!"
Wenren Yuebai, who was tortured until his eyes turned slightly red, finally let out a sigh of relief.
The two people's noses touched each other, feeling each other's breath.
Qiao Youyou didn't expect that Xiaobai, who was usually calm and self-possessed, would be teased by her and show such an expression. She just felt...
More interesting.
Wenren Yuebai did not take the next step, obviously still restraining himself.
The next moment, he felt a warm touch on his lips, with the unique scent of the beloved woman.
The love that we have known and accompanied for several years, the love that is hidden in the heart and dare not be expressed, and the longing that we miss after seeing each other for a month...
All of them were ignited in an instant.
The last bit of rationality was finally completely obliterated, and the two began to kiss passionately.
When Wenren Yuebai woke up a few hours later, he found that his right hand was interlocking with Qiao Youyou's left hand, but his left hand... was placed in a place where it shouldn't be.
Wenren Yuebai had a light layer of sweat on his body, and the aroma of herbs that always lingered around his body penetrated into Qiao Youyou's nose.
"What's wrong?" she asked with sparkling eyes.
"Really...is it okay?" Wenren Yuebai's eyes were red and his voice was low and hoarse. He was like a completely different person compared to usual.
Qiao Youyou raised her right hand and pinched his face.
"Don't worry, I will be responsible for you~ Um——"
The two of them held hands tightly, and suddenly their fingers tightened.
"You'er..."
"Don't worry, I, Wenren Yuebai, will never let you down in this life."
…
The next morning, Lao Yan knocked on Qiao Youyou's door, but no one answered.
Strange, shouldn’t Miss Qiao have come back last night?
Oh, I must be sleeping in.
Old Yan came to the door of Wenren Yuebai's room again. He was Wenren Yuebai's personal servant since childhood, and their relationship was extraordinary. He knocked on the door symbolically and went in.
Seeing the tightly drawn curtain, Lao Yan couldn't help but feel strange again.
Hey, sir, you don’t have this habit when you go to bed on weekdays.
At this time, Wenren Yuebai's somewhat panicked voice came from inside.
"Aweng—you, you go out first."
Old Yan was stunned, his eyes fell on the ground at the foot of the bed, where a lilac-colored gauze dress was vaguely seen.
Before he could react, he heard Qiao Youyou's mumbling voice from behind the bed curtains:
"What's wrong, Xiaobai..."
Old Yan was petrified instantly.
The air fell into an eerie silence.
Lao Yan realized that he had encountered the most severe test in his fifty years of life.
It's not a good time to have a stomachache.
Pretending to be deaf? That's just trying to cover up one's own faults...
Or...
Old Yan's expression became calm, and he began to mumble to himself, vaguely, as if he was saying something -
"It's time to go back to bed..."
He muttered something to himself for a while, took two symbolic steps in the room, turned around, closed the door and left.
On the bed that was tightly covered by curtains, Qiao Youyou, who was originally sleeping in a sprawling state, finally woke up a little.
"Hmm? Lao Yan? Is he...sleepwalking?"
Wenren Yuebai blushed slightly, "Just...just take it as it is."
“Never mind.” Qiao Youyou’s hand climbed up again without her knowing when. “Anyway, this is the top floor of Jinxiao Pavilion, and no one else can get up…”
Wenren Yuebai glanced at her with a little surprise, and when their eyes met, it seemed as if something was ignited again.
"...Are you coming again?"
"Hmm? Isn't it fun?"
“Hmm…”
…
Qiao Youyou did not leave Jinxiao Pavilion for several days, but fortunately, Lao Yan was extremely diligent in recent days and managed all the affairs in an orderly manner.
As the night deepened, Qiao Youyou and Wenren Yuebai had dinner together.
Wenren Yuebai still had to apply medicine on his legs every day, so Qiao Youyou leaned beside him and started flipping through the account book.
Wenren Yuebai closed his eyes to rest, and after a while, he noticed that Qiao Youyou's hands were restless again.
"Stop it." Wenren Yuebai opened his eyes and looked at her with a little resentment.
She was sure that she was applying medicine and couldn't move.
Very cunning.
Qiao Youyou smiled, and the next second her right hand was grabbed by someone.
Wenren Yuebai stared at her for a moment, an unnatural emotion flashed in his eyes, and he looked away and said:
"It's late... No."
"Why?" Qiao Youyou came close to his face, "It's only been a few days, and you're already unable to do it?"
Wenren Yuebai's expression suddenly became strange.
What do you mean he can't do it?
Besides... my body is still in the recovery period, and I am still half a patient now.
This girl really has no compassion at all.
He held it in for a long while before finally saying:
"I'll take you somewhere later."
Qiao Youyou was even more curious. It was already dark outside, why did he want to go out at this time?
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