Tang Wan'er's nails were already embedded in the man's arm. He pushed aside Wan'er's black hair that reached her buttocks and abdomen, and looked directly at her. The woman's water-cut eyes were filled with hazy water, making her look even more charming and charming.
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The man sighed.
"If Miss Wan'er wants to blame you later, that's up to you."
From now on, Tang Wan'er never remembered what happened that night, that ridiculous night. She only remembered the warm residual warmth that made people feel nostalgic.
The next day, the sun went up three poles.
Tang Wan'er woke up with a heavy headache and a splitting headache. She didn't know why. She was holding her head. Was she sick?
I need to write a leave request. Today is not the weekend, right?
When Tang Wan'er looked up at the ancient wooden bed, looking at her green and slender jade-like hands, a strong sense of reality appeared before her eyes: she was no longer in school, nor in the world where she was born, and she had also lost
One's own original body.
She took a cursory look around and saw that it was the guest room yesterday, but her head really felt uncomfortable.
She didn't think of anything for a while.
At this time, she found a piece of white jade on the bedside.
While Wan'er was wondering about Yu, the waiter came to call the door. Wan'er asked him to come in, but she saw the waiter bringing a very rich breakfast, saying that it was ordered by the young master in Room C.
"The young master from House No. C?"
"That's the young man who was with the young lady yesterday."
"Oh, you mean Mr. Qi."
"That's right. I see that the young lady doesn't look very good. The young lady should rest more. If you have anything to do, just tell me. Then I will do the work without disturbing the young lady..."
"You should be busy." Wan'er thought for a while and then turned back to stop the waiter, and added, "Well, second brother, please thank Mr. Qi for me."
"Okay, just be at ease."
The waiter walked forward, and another girl appeared behind him. The girl introduced herself as Qiuyue, and she was the cook of this inn.
"The young master in Room C gave me some money to serve the young lady."
Since the money has been paid and the innkeeper has agreed, Tang Wan'er is too embarrassed to refuse anymore. Besides, she is indeed a little tired.
Tang Wan'er thought about Qi Ying's arrangement, and her heart felt sweet. Although it was just a chance meeting, he still took her to heart and was so considerate.
"He talked about the arrangement of the Emperor of Heaven before, which is almost the same as talking about fate. The Emperor of Heaven doesn't exist."
"Miss, you can't say that. If the Emperor of Heaven hears it, she will be punished by God. God bless you."
"Could it be said that the Emperor of Heaven is the belief here, Qiuyue?"
"There is a Temple of the Emperor of Heaven in the south of the city. Misses can go there to worship. As long as they are sincere, the Empress of Heaven will definitely bless the ladies."
"Hmm. Okay."
Until Tang Wan'er fell into a deep sleep, Qi Ying could not step into her room.
***
After Qiu Yue prepared lunch for herself, Tang Waner was a little surprised when she still didn't see Qi Ying, so she asked Qiu Yue if she had seen him. Tang Waner was thinking about him and wanted Qiu Yue to go and see him.
A quarter of an hour later, Qi Ying knocked on the door and entered the room after getting Tang Wan'er's consent.
"Ms. Tang, did you sleep well last night? I saw that you didn't look very good before."
Qi Ying sat beside the bed and asked with concern.
He holds a paper fan in his hand.
The robe is no longer the same as yesterday, and the style is also different. The gray-blue robe exudes low-key luxury, and she is wearing jade. Thinking about it, Qi Ying must have studied jade.