How dare he!
Yu Qirong's whole body was stiff, his pupils constricted, and the heat on his head seemed to be generated by himself.
He tasted a hint of ambiguity and was about to push A Fei away, but when he looked down, he saw that A Fei's hand was only three to five centimeters away from his waist. He was obviously quite restrained and polite, and had no strange thoughts at all.
At this time, Ah Fei above still had a slightly questioning tone, as if he had seen Yu Qirong's embarrassment at the moment, but also seemed not to see it at all, and asked him: "Master, what's wrong?"
“…Nothing.”
Yu Qirong took a step back, exited from the circle of A Fei's arms, subconsciously reached out, and touched his face with the back of his hand.
The scorching temperature told him that the hot and burning feeling just now was not an illusion.
But Ah Fei was like a stubborn bull, and continued to ask him with a worried look on his face: "Master, your face seems very red, is it because of a cold and...?"
Yu Qirong raised his eyes and looked at A Fei carefully, trying to find some deliberate clues on his face, or maybe he was teasing him intentionally.
Today, he was sent away when talking to Leng Yunchao, and it is possible that A Fei was angry with him because of this.
But he stared at it for a long time, and apart from genuine concern, he could not see anything else.
A Fei's face is exactly the same as Tang Xingfei's in temperament, but if you look closely at the details of the facial parts, you can't see anything like it.
But this temperament alone gives people a feeling that he is difficult to approach.
But A Fei strangely intertwined coldness and concern, two seemingly opposite feelings, and concentrated them in one person.
Yu Qirong took a few more glances and confirmed that A Fei was not pretending. She could only wave her hand and tell him that she was fine, and asked him to take care of the flowers and plants outside.
The most important thing is, don't keep hanging around in front of him and make him feel weird.
The Rong family seemed to like growing these flowers and plants very much. Not only did they plant a patch of them in their own yard, but they also set aside a small piece of land in the west wing to grow these unknown flowers and plants.
It was already very late, and Yu Qirong's order to tend to the flowers and plants at night seemed particularly inappropriate.
But A Fei didn't ask anything. He just followed Yu Qirong's instructions silently and went out in the yard in the middle of the night to water the flowers and plants.
With the help of the light from the west wing, A Fei picked up the kettle for watering the flowers outside, filled it with water, and then walked to the flower bed in the yard, diligently completing the task assigned to him by Yu Qirong.
Ah Fei has a well-proportioned body, and he is the type of person that other girls would stop and wave at when he goes out. But his cold temperament often scares people away.
Throughout all this time, there has been only one person who dared to take the initiative to step forward.
The temperature in summer nights is not low. After drinking water, the flowers and plants will only sway more comfortably in the night breeze, as if they are unaware of anything, yet they are attracting the audience's attention in obvious and subtle ways.
The deep and cold eyes passed over the window of the west wing, revealing the movement of the owner inside turning over and getting on the bed.
I can’t see the specific parts, only the general movements and light and shadow, but it’s enough.
A Fei retracted his gaze, clenched the handle of the kettle with his fingers, glanced at the guards standing outside the west wing, poured out all the water in the kettle in his hand, shook the empty kettle, and turned around to get another one.
"Ah, who is that? Why are you still watering the flowers here so late at night?"
A rough voice was heard, so A Fei turned around to look at him. The man was a patrol captain under the Rong family's housekeeper. His eyes swept over the kettle in his hand without any concealment.
Ah Fei turned his head and continued to fill the kettle in his hand, "The Master ordered me to do that."
"Why are you still doing this work so late?" The captain stopped, lit a cigarette for himself, and pretended to light one for A Fei as well, but A Fei refused.
The smoke floated upwards. A Fei looked at the people in the room, frowned slightly, and walked a few steps towards the flower garden.
The captain followed him and said with emotion: "But it's normal. We servants just do whatever the master says."
A Fei looked at the flowers and plants in the flowerbed seriously and didn't say anything more to the patrol captain.
The patrol captain continued to mutter to himself, "I don't know what happened to the Rong family these days. They have to intensify patrols at night, but there is obviously nothing to do... Maybe they just like to get some satisfaction by ordering us around?"
He held the cigarette butt between his fingers, puffing away in a daze, looking up at the sky covered by dark clouds, "But it's true that things outside haven't been peaceful these past few days. With us at the Rong family, it's relatively safe, right?"
The lights in the west wing went out.
The light outside was originally coming from the lights inside, and when the light inside went out, it became dark outside instantly as well.
It took the patrol leader a while to adjust before he could barely see again.
A Fei, standing in front of the flower bed, was still standing tall, seemingly not affected by the light at all. The corners of his tightly-stretched mouth were just cold, without any other emotion.
After finishing a cigarette, the patrol leader pinched the remaining short butt, thinking about finding a place to throw it away later, "Then I'll go look somewhere else first, you continue."
A Fei did not respond, and the patrol captain turned around and walked away indifferently. After he walked away, he looked back and saw that silent figure was still watering the plants.
wack.
But if this weirdo didn't blame me, he probably wouldn't be able to stand this master who was making trouble for him in the middle of the night.
Everyone in the patrol team looked at him. The patrol leader finally found a place to throw his cigarette butt and glanced at his subordinates. "There's nothing going on in there. Let's go somewhere else. I'll come back later in the night to check."
One person couldn't help but yawned, and the others seemed to be infected and started yawning as well.
The patrol leader's eyes were filled with natural tears. He rubbed his eyes with his hands and cursed: "Hold it, it doesn't matter if you hit me, we are all sleepy...Hold it, and make up for it in the daytime."
The man who was yawning knew that he had a great influence, but he didn't want to go on patrol. The rumors outside these days were very scary.
He timidly expressed his thoughts: "At this time of night, we have to do it again in the second half of the night? Forget it, Captain. I am scared by what they say outside..."
The patrol captain frowned and interrupted him, "Don't listen to the nonsense outside. Do you know what happened to our Rong family? I think it was probably someone who spread rumors... Forget it, don't ask about irrelevant things and just do your own thing."
Other people might not have had any problems that night, but Yu Qirong experienced a lot of strange things.
He seemed to be pulled into a dream, unable to struggle free and unable to escape. He wanted to open his eyes and wake up, but he felt his body falling infinitely.
If it were just this, he could still barely believe it was a dream, but later, it was as if someone was gently touching his body with cold hands, vaguely, yet intentionally or unintentionally, touching his sensitive areas.
He struggled to wake up, and finally opened his eyes, only to find that he was still in a dark area and his body was unable to move.
The hand that was wreaking havoc not only did not stop, but instead slid along the curve of his body towards some unspeakable places and reached deeper places.
The cold hands and hot body temperature intertwined into a dreamlike feeling, making it difficult for him to tell where he was at the moment.
Yu Qirong tried to use his eyes to restrain this invisible person, but he soon found that it was useless. The hand seemed to have found its destination long ago.
If this wasn't a dream, with his strength, he would never be restrained like this. And he wouldn't be like this now, feeling ashamed and hot, being teased and provoked by a hand lingering on his body.
A fiery blush floated on Yu Qirong's face, her fair neck leaned back weakly, even her breathing sounded heavy, and she looked at the empty black environment with a confused look.
It cannot be seen or touched, it is just nothingness.
But the touch is real.
It wasn't long before his breathing was muffled.
Something more flexible than a hand rushed into his mouth, trying every means to stir up some waves inside, hooking Yu Qirong's tongue and entangled it.
Yu Qirong frowned. He could feel that this unidentified person or ghost was very emotional at the moment, and his cold breath hit his face.
He frowned even more, and the brilliant fireworks drew an unforgettable arc in the sky, then fell down into the deep darkness.
The cool touch woke him up from his high clouds.
Once he realized that his mouth could move, he quickly taught the invader a lesson.
Just like a blooming rose, even if it is broken, it will teach the reckless person a lesson. The thorns must be covered with blood so that people dare not attack easily.
The rusty taste of blood spread in his mouth, and the flexible tongue retreated. Yu Qirong narrowed his eyes, thinking that this lesson should be a disadvantage for the invader.
He panted twice, his voice as cold as the chilly wind in February or March, "Who are you?"
It was very quiet around him, and there seemed to be no one else there except him.
But he knew very well that the man had not left at all.
"Huh." A very short breath sounded in his ear, but Yu Qirong felt an extremely weak electric current flowing from his ear all the way to his coccyx.
The voice seemed very familiar, but he didn't have time to grasp any key clues, because the invader pinched his chin with his cold hands, and the second wave of invasion came back, forcing through Yu Qirong's teeth with a reckless momentum.
The smell of blood completely spread inside his mouth. Yu Qirong's jaw was strangled, making it even more difficult to fight back against the invader. He was forced to follow his rhythm.
This night seemed particularly long.
He opened his eyes and looked at the whitewashed wall. It took him a long time to realize that it was over and it was bright outside.
Yu Qirong sat up suddenly, lifted the quilt, glanced at the mess underneath, and covered it again coldly. His red eyes were filled with helpless anger, and he shouted coldly: "A Fei!"
Not long after, the door opened and two figures came in. The one in front was tall and took big steps. He walked over in a few steps and said in a deep voice, "Master?"
Yu Qirong glanced at the person who followed in, only giving him a sidelong glance, and then turned to A Fei, "What were you doing last night?"
"Last night?" Ah Fei frowned and said sincerely, "Because of the young master's order, I stayed in the flower garden at the door all night last night."
"All night?" Yu Qirong's tone was not quite convinced. He looked carefully under A Fei's eyes with his wine-red pupils and indeed found some dark blue.
"Yes, I can testify." Seeing Ah Fei being questioned, the patrol captain next to him immediately stood up and spoke for him, "I was the patrol captain of the Rong family last night. When I came here in the first and second half of the night, he was tending to the flowers and plants."
Yu Qirong's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was touched by some words in his words.
He still looked at Ah Fei with disbelief, "Then open your mouth and let me see."
Although Ah Fei was puzzled, he still opened his mouth and moved closer to let Yu Qirong take a closer look.
There were no signs of bites.
Yu Qirong retracted his body and looked at A Fei with suspicion. The coldness under his body reminded him that there was something that needed to be dealt with urgently.
Ah Fei closed his mouth, looked at him with his inky black eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything, and asked him: "Master, do you have any other instructions?"
"..." Yu Qirong closed his eyes, "Prepare some water, I want to take a shower."
"Yes." A Fei took the patrol captain, stepped over the threshold and walked out.
The patrol captain noticed that Ah Fei seemed to be in a good mood, and the corners of his thin lips curled up slightly. If you don't look closely, you can't see it.
He put his right hand behind his back and slowly twisted something, as if he was savoring something.
"you……"
As soon as the patrol captain spoke, Ah Fei seemed to have just noticed him and looked over with his usually icy black eyes. "Thank you for testifying for me just now. I'll send you some hot wine later. You've worked hard."
The patrol leader scratched his head in embarrassment, "As servants, we should help each other... Besides, you have been busy all night."
Ah Fei nodded, not knowing whether he agreed with what he said.
After walking out of the courtyard of the west wing, the two people's destinations were in opposite directions.
"Okay, then you go ahead and get busy. Take some time to get some sleep. I'll go back and catch up on my sleep." The patrol captain yawned, waved his hand and left.
This A Fei is not that weird, at least he knows how to repay a favor… But that’s not right, who would get happier as they work all night?
That's still a weirdo.
The patrol captain thought about it and came to the conclusion that A Fei was a strange person who was worth making friends with.
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