He slapped her favorite face so that she couldn't even feel anything when she looked at the little bully.
"What's that expression on your face!" The little bully became angry when he saw Zhiwei dodging her anger.
"I don't have any expression on my face!" He immediately straightened his face.
"Let's go to bed!" The little bully got up and finished applying the medicine and went to bed.
"..." Well... she actually doesn't want him to sleep on the bed! It smells so strong of potion. "Actually, don't you think what you're doing is redundant?"
"Why is it superfluous?" While taking off his clothes, the unsuspecting little bully climbed up the pole.
"You're going to be kicked under the bed by me sooner or later anyway, why do you have to come up?"
"..."
"You, you guy! Didn't you say you would try your best not to kick me!" Why do you look like you will definitely kick me now?
"...I'm not thinking about you! You know, how can I control myself when I'm asleep..."
"..." Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!
The little bully jumped up and down in anger.
One day, he will be pissed off by you Zhiwei!
at last……
The little bully still sleeps on the floor. The arrival of a new bed has become imminent.
Early in the morning...
"You Zhiwei... wake up." He rubbed his confused eyes and pouted, his slightly swollen face looked much cuter again.
"You Zhiwei?" He raised his head in confusion and saw that Zhiwei was actually sleeping crookedly on the bed.
well……
If I remember correctly, he is the young master, right? Why do you have to wake up Zhiwei every day? Where are all the maids dead?
Even so, he was still very sleepy.
The smell of the wound medicine was indeed unpleasant. He turned around for a long time before falling asleep last night.
"You Zhiwei..." He climbed onto the bed using his hands and feet. "Get up."
"..."
A woman who sleeps like a pig.
But... the bed is very warm.
Don’t know what to do with the quilt?
Thinking this way, the little bully lifted Zhiwei's quilt and got in to "experience" it.
Um……
very good……
It's really, really warm.
and……
The soft pillows are also very fragrant...
The little bully, who was almost awake, crawled onto Zhiwei's bed and fell asleep holding her in his arms without realizing it.
And on the old lady's side.
"Xiao Zichen is getting more and more ignorant of the rules! He dares to ignore my words!"
"Grandpa! If he doesn't listen to you, he must still be asleep under the covers!" Wang Tingshu, who had suffered "internal injuries," responded in a weak voice.
It seems... the little bully did not lie.
"Let's go! Take care of the brat!" So the two people came to settle accounts in a grand manner.
"What should I do?" Maid A blinked at Maid B.
"how could I know……"
The two little maids stood in front of the bed, undecided.
Views...
On that bed, their young master and young lady, dressed in snow-white clothes, were leaning against each other, their long silk hair intertwined. Their flawless faces were full of peace.
Especially that...
The young master is holding the young madam's waist, and the young madam is holding the young master's head... especially natural.
Looking at the floor under the bed, you can tell that the young master must have slept under the bed last night. It is rare to sleep so peacefully in bed now...
"Where's that brat! Get him up!" The old man's angry tone was similar to that of a local gangster. Instead of being prudent, he was replaced by the recklessness of hearing the person before he saw him.
The two little maids were startled and quickly stepped back to the sides, watching helplessly as the two people walked in.
Oops! The young lady is still wearing her uniform, so why did the young master of the Wang family come in too?
"Grandpa, look, I told you he was here..." Wang Tingshu walked forward "weakly", and when he saw the sleeping posture of the two people, he was speechless.
"Haha...it's quite a match." The old man unintentionally expressed the thoughts of the two maids. They all wanted to jump out and nod.
"What a perfect match!" Wang Tingshu is older than Xiao Zichen. He is already fifteen and nearly an adult. Naturally, he is not a child who is ignorant of the world. He married a wife before he was crowned, and Li Zhiwei is still so young, so naturally he cannot have sex. Look at the floor.
Everyone knew about the floor. But! He climbed up anyway!
Seeing the two people sleeping in each other's arms...he felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart.
Xiao Zichen, this bastard, hugged me so tightly, I wonder if he has done anything bad.
"Ting Shu, don't you think it's a good match?" the old man deliberately said in a playful tone.
Wang Tingshu's expression changed slightly and his eyes darkened. "Yes! Tingshu thinks they are not worthy."
"Oh?" This is interesting.
"No matter whether they are a good match or not, let's wake them up first." The old man took a step back and assigned this task to his grandson.
Wang Tingshu stepped forward and slapped the little bully unceremoniously, scaring the little bully awake immediately.
"You..." Wang Tingshu quickly covered his mouth with his hand.
Turning his head towards Mr. Xiao, the little bully took advantage of the situation and could only suppress his anger. After glaring at Wang Tingshu, the little bully got out of bed angrily.
Then, I saw Wang Tingshu gently shaking another person on the bed...
"Li Zhiwei, get up."
That voice...
The old man raised his eyebrows to the sky, while the little bully laughed and thought that he had really injured someone internally.
"No... let me sleep for a while longer..." Zhiwei, who was unwilling to get up, started acting coquettishly without even looking at the person who called her.
Wang Tingshu had never heard Zhiwei call him that, and his ears immediately turned red.
"Oh, stop calling her, she won't get up." The little bully pouted and said awkwardly. For some reason, he felt awkward when he saw that guy Wang Tingshu asking Zhiwei to get up.
"Li Zhiwei, get up." Wang Tingshu still pushed her gently without giving up.
Zhiwei let out a painful "wow" and shrank her head into the quilt. "No...please."
I just heard a loud swallowing sound, two ups and downs. I don't know which two bastards they were...
"Li Zhiwei..." Wang Tingshu, whose face was completely red now, could only pull her quilt.
What was brought down with the quilt was the torn off robe, and half of the white lotus root arm was exposed...
"Wang Tingshu!" The little bully became jealous and stepped forward to pull her away. "Get out! I will wake her up myself!"
"Ahem." The old man said at the right time. "Go out first." He patted his grandson on the back, and Wang Tingshu, who had not yet recovered, was brought out like this.
When they walked out of the room, they heard your head shouting: "You Zhiwei! Give me your clothes on the bed!"