Caiyi is no longer surprised. When the master is in a good mood, he will occasionally ask Ye Chen to accompany him for dinner.
After dinner, everyone was sent off, and the huge bedroom became even quieter.
The night is as cool as water, and the fine moonlight sprinkles in from the hall gate, mottled.
There were two cups of hot tea on the dining table, filled with water mist.
"Ye Chen, don't you drink tea?" Qiongying said patiently.
"I've already drunk it." Ye Chen was a little uneasy. She was so strange now. What's wrong with her?
"It's getting late, are you sleepy?" Qiongying looked at the moonlight outside the hall and said thoughtfully.
"Not sleepy." Ye Chen also looked outside the hall. It was not long before nightfall, and it was still a little earlier than the normal time to fall asleep, but he dared not refute.
"Then come with me." Qiongying suddenly stood up and walked towards the back hall.
Ye Chen was confused and then followed her figure.
After passing the gauze curtain, she came to her dormitory. There was a large white jade carved bed in the center, behind the screen was the bathhouse, and outside the window was the back mountain, which was a beautiful scenery.
"Ye Chen, have you been hugged by anyone? Or have you hugged by anyone?" Qiongying looked at him for a while and suddenly asked.
Ye Chen was stunned. What exactly was she going to ask? Since I remember, I could only barely be held by a person. He was seriously injured by the undead and vaguely remembered before he was unconscious... She seemed to have hugged him...
As for who he hugged, he only hugged her. At that time, she was still young and was chased by Mu Feng's red-crowned crane. In the end, she was injured by Wu Yue. She was only twelve years old, as light as a feather, Wu Yue's
She was in a coma for a whole month, and now she still feels scared when she thinks about it.
"Ye Chen? Is there any?" Qiongying waited for a long time, and there was no, and there was no, did he need to think for so long?
"No." He felt that it was not a hug, it was just something that happened under certain conditions, and she probably no longer remembered that there was something, otherwise how could she ask questions knowingly.
"Ye Chen, can you let me hug you for a while?" Qiongying's eyes were deep, and there was an indescribable charm under the candlelight.
"..." Ye Chen had no reaction. He probably felt that he had heard it wrong, or maybe he understood it wrong.
But in fact, Qiongying had already walked towards him. Obviously, no matter whether Ye Chen wanted to or not, she could not change her decision. Domineering was her usual style.
Qiongying walked up to him in just a few steps. He was still so dull or too calm?
Only one step away.
Ye Chen couldn't help but hold his breath. It was too close. Her figure would disturb his silent heart. At the same time, her light would burn his eyes...
Qiongying did not stop and reached out to pass through his waist, hugged silently, feeling his rapid heartbeat and mint-smelling body temperature.
"Master?" Ye Chen's silk was still motionless, his straight body was tense, his hands were stiff, and his silent eyes looked at the night outside the window, and ripples appeared.
"Close your eyes."
Her voice floated gently in his ears, like the sound of flutes in the night, mysterious and cold.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Ye Chen was shocked. He felt her breath change, and she seemed to be very bad.
"Did you close your eyes?" Qiongying asked.
"Close." Ye Chen quickly closed his eyes and saw not black, but her figure.
"You can talk, but you can't open your eyes, do you understand?" Qiongying ordered again.
"I understand." Ye Chen nodded, his body and mind were both trapped in her voice and hug, and he could not extricate himself.