"Ah... it hurts... you pressed against my needle..." The stinging pain on her wrist made her gasp in shock, and then she screamed and pushed his hand away, leaving him for a few seconds.
Bu Yuan rubbed his pinched wrist, and even his eyes were red. No one could help but pity him when he saw his pitiful appearance.
Duanmu Xiu glanced at the empty palm, looked up at her frightened expression, his heart ached, an annoyed light flashed in his black eyes, and he clenched his fists and froze in place.
"Xiu, be gentle with women, you will scare her." He wanted to test Xiu's feelings for Xiyue, but he didn't want to make their relationship tense. Luo Huaixi couldn't help but
He shook his head and said.
"You don't need to worry about my affairs, Xiaoyue, come back with me." Junmei's face turned cold, and he dropped a command that was too domineering to be refused, then turned around and walked quickly to the door.
"Oh, Brother Huaixi, I'm leaving. Goodbye." Xiahou Xiyue picked up the duffel bag beside the bed, waved goodbye to Luo Huaixi, and then followed him aggrievedly, but someone who was annoyed walked away again.
It was fast and urgent, and she was still holding a duffel bag in her hand. Within a moment, the distance between the two of them had widened a lot.
After walking for a while, he realized that Xiahou Xiyue was lagging far behind him. When he turned around, he found that she was struggling to keep up with him. He couldn't help but secretly cursed himself, then turned around and walked towards her.
"Give it to me." He walked up to her, under her stunned eyes, reached out to take the duffel bag in her hand, and carried it himself.
"Master, how can I ask you to help me carry my luggage bag? You..." She is a maid and he is the master. How can I ask the master to help the maid carry my luggage?
"Shut up." Before she could finish her words, Duanmu Xiu uttered two words coldly and walked forward with his duffel bag in hand, but this time the pace was much slower, allowing her to follow effortlessly.
"But..." Xiahou Xiyue still didn't give up.
"Do you want me to seal your mouth, huh?" He looked at her with a devilish sneer on his face.
"No...I didn't..." Xiahou Xiyue gasped and quickly covered her mouth with her hand, knowing intuitively that there was something in his words, and she would definitely not like him doing this.
"Humph." He glanced at her with a cold snort, and then walked out with satisfaction.
Although she didn't spend much time with him, she also knew that he could do what he said, so she must not provoke him with emotion.
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Xia Hou Xiyue was unwilling to move into Duanmu Xiu's mansion, but under the strong owner's order, she had no right to say no. What made her even more angry was that even Brother Xiang thought it would be better for her to move into his house.
, because in this way, she can serve the young master better.
"Have you eaten?" Duanmu Xiu sat down at the dining table, looked at the woman who lowered her head to help him add food, and asked lightly.
Xiahou Xiyue, who was deep in her own thoughts, didn't seem to hear what he said. She put her rice bowl in front of him and stood aside in silence.
"Xiahou Xiyue." This woman actually ignored him openly. Duanmu Xiu narrowed his eyes and raised his cold voice several decibels.
"Ah...yes...young master, you called me?" Suddenly hearing someone calling her name, Xiahou Xiyue came back to her senses and asked in surprise.
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