Xiangxiang feels that the young master is so gentle and considerate. He doesn't even speak loudly, always smiles to herself and never forces himself. The young master is different from all men...
The feeling of disappointment quietly filled his heart. Since the two of them slept together, why...why didn't the young master touch him? As a man, could he really bear it...
Xiangxiang turned over, and Ruyi also turned over.
"Master?" Xiangxiang called softly.
"Huh?" Ruyi responded.
"Young Master, is something on your mind? Can't you sleep?" Xiangxiang asked.
Ruyi said: "Forget it, you don't have to worry about me, just sleep well."
Under the quilt, Xiangxiang moved her hand to the back of Ruyi's hand: "The bed is very big, and the inside is spacious. Young master, you don't have to squeeze on the edge of the bed, just move inward. It will be easier to fall asleep if you lie down comfortably."
Ruyi said oh and rubbed it inside.
She turned around, leaning against Xiangxiang. She suddenly felt something soft and warm sticking to her back, which was the woman's body.
Ruyi struggled for a while, and Xiangxiang put her ear on the back of Ruyi's neck and breathed out like a blue: "Master, don't move, I don't want to do anything, I just want to hold you. Since you can't sleep, then Xiangxiang will sing to you."
Listen, okay."
Ruyi said nothing, but also stopped struggling.
"The wind is clear, the clouds are light, the grass is like waves, the rice is sweet and the mountains are piled up, my brother has gone, my sister, I am here. The stars and the moon are together, the sky is like a river, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are looking from both sides, my brother wants to sleep, my sister
I will accompany you..."
Xiangxiang's voice is light and airy, not like the moonlit night on the spring river that business girls are used to, not like the elegant masterpieces with piled rhetoric, simple sentences, and simple moods.
The soft singing voice teased Ruyi's heartstrings. She recalled her childhood days in remote valleys, her mother who would beat her and scold her but also loved her... she recalled the summer starry sky and the autumn harvest fields...
Listening to this song, Ruyi relaxed her mood and fell asleep. When she closed her eyes, a stream of clear tears flowed across her face, staining the satin pillow.
Ruyi slept soundly and deeply that night. She hadn't had such a good rest in a long time.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw that Xiangxiang had prepared breakfast. There were many kinds of everything: barbecued pork buns, crystal shrimp dumplings, Ruyi glutinous rice balls, millet porridge...
Not only that, there are two brand new story books placed beside the table. The signatures on the covers are all written by Mr. Lazy Flower.
Ruyi was touched from the bottom of her heart. She stood up and straightened her wrinkled clothes and said, "How much silver will I give you?"
Xiangxiang smiled and shook her head: "Young Master is out of sight. Xiangxiang has been ignored all year round and has long been driven out to help in the kitchen. It was Young Master who asked Xiang Xiang to return to the building. Speaking of which, Young Master is Xiang Xiang.
My benefactor, I’m just here to give you two story books, so please don’t argue with Xiangxiang.”
"The big wooden barrel behind the screen has been prepared. After breakfast, the young master will go take a bath." Xiangxiang knew that the young master had some concerns, so she added, "I have to trouble the young master to wash himself.
Xiangxiang is going out for a while and will be back soon."
Ruyi nodded and sat down at the table, and her cold heart became warm. She met by chance, but she was so considerate and considerate... It was really commendable. Ruyi couldn't help but feel more fond of Xiangxiang.