There were two figures walking downstairs one after another.
"Brother Su..."
"Brother Yan..."
The two met.
Yan Liulang noticed that the dark circles under the Su family's young master's eyes were a little heavier.
Su Dalang discovered that the blue-clothed head catcher no longer held the knife with both hands, but held it loosely with one hand.
The two of them went to find a chair by the window and sat down together in a tacit understanding.
They all turned their heads and looked at each other silently for a while.
They all couldn't help but let out a long breath.
They didn't speak or smile. After looking at each other in tacit understanding, they all looked away and turned to look at the scenery outside the window.
Everything is left unsaid.
It wasn't until a while later that someone reacted first.
Su Dalang looked around in confusion:
"Hey, where is Brother Lianghan, why haven't you come down yet?"
"I do not know."
Yan Liulang, who was shaking his head, paused and asked curiously:
"Didn't Mingfu only light up for two quarters of an hour? We've already been ready for half an hour. Logically speaking, shouldn't Mingfu be waiting for us down there?"
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As soon as these words came out, Su Dalang and Yan Liulang fell silent.
Did they... come down too fast?
Su Dalang looked a little envious:
"I took a look before and the tea sommelier who came into Brother Lianghan's room is better looking than ours."
Yan Liulang sighed:
"I didn't expect Mingfu to be able to add clocks for free... I even persuaded him to choose the same one as us before. Brother Su, you think I'm talking too much, I'm too ignorant."
The two sighed and reflected for a long time before Ouyang Rong walked slowly downstairs with Liu Ashan.
"You guys are quite fast."
Ouyang Rong glanced at the two people waiting by the window and said casually.
But they didn't expect that Su Dalang and Yan Liulang's faces fell down, and they didn't dare to speak.
Not paying much attention to the complicated looks the two of them cast, Ouyang Rong turned towards the stairs and mouthed:
"Well, I won't whisper anymore now. Can we go?"
Su and Yan laughed and followed.
But what Ouyang Rong didn't know was that the people following him looked at his back with even more admiration...
In fact, Ouyang Rong had just been chatting with Ashan in the box and instructing the tea master named Cui'er to make tea, so he wasted a little more time.
Although the Gaoguan tea master is stupid, looking back, he is still very easy to learn.
Although she was old enough to leave, she still insisted on staying and studying for a while. Finally, she timidly asked Ouyang Rong for his contact information, saying that she wanted to send letters to him in the future, as a disciple, and to ask for more advice from the young master on tea ceremony...
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Ouyang Rong declined directly. He didn't even have enough time to teach Wei Lai, so he still wanted to prostitute him for nothing? No way.
Pass by the first floor of Yunshui Pavilion.
The one-armed young man and the Persian businessman have disappeared.
Naturally, Ouyang Rong and others didn't know what was going on, so they left Yunshui Pavilion and returned individually.
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Ouyang Rong sent the honest and honest Su Dalang back to the Su Mansion and declined Uncle Su's warm hospitality. Ouyang Rong left with a guilty conscience.
Return to Meiluyuan.
The originally quiet courtyard immediately became lively.
The young magistrate was like a match, lighting up the family immediately.
Mrs. Zhen, Wei Lai, Banxi and other maids all became active around him.
Wei Lai obediently helped him bring tea and clothes.
Mrs. Zhen came over and asked softly: "Why is Tanlang coming back so late? Have you eaten?"
Ouyang Rong nodded, "I ate outside with Liulang, Ashan and the others."
Mrs. Zhen looked a little disappointed.
Ouyang Rong saw it and didn't say anything, but he still sat with the woman in the skirt for a while.
Speaking of which, he was thinking about disaster relief and flood control all day long. He was often out and about, so he really didn't spend much time with his biological aunt.
Ouyang Rong actually never admitted one thing in his heart:
He is somewhat avoiding Zhen's family affection and care, but it is still an old problem and he is afraid of being fettered.
Ouyang Rong briefly talked about what he had to do in Penglangdu in the afternoon. Of course, he was talking about specific topics, so he couldn't talk about everything.
The woman with a light mole in her skirt curved her mouth, held up her chin, her face was doting and focused, her eyes fell on his face, and she responded hummingly.
Ouyang Rong felt a little suspicious that she wasn't listening at all.
After he finished speaking, he casually praised Yunshui Pavilion's special dishes.
After gathering together for a while, seeing that it was getting late, Ouyang Rong said goodbye to Mrs. Zhen and went back to the house.
It's just that the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.
In the empty hall, Mrs. Zhen looked at her beloved nephew leaving with a smile. The smile on her face slowly faded, and she turned her head and said:
"Half fine."
"Here, madam."
"Did you hear what Dalang praised the Yunshui Pavilion food just now?"
"My slave heard it."
"I'll make a trip tomorrow to find out if I can invite the cook."
"Yes, madam."
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Meilu Garden is a large courtyard with five entrances.
The small pavilion at the deepest part of the courtyard is where Ouyang Rong and his personal maid Wei Lai live.
It was already the second quarter of Haizheng, and the night was as cold as water.
Only one house in the building has lights on.
As usual, Ouyang Rong, who had just finished bathing, was wearing clean underwear, sitting at his desk, reading before going to bed.
On the other side of the room, behind a landscape painting screen on the inner side, there was a petite figure with silver hair tied up in sideburns, collecting the dirty clothes on the wooden rack next to the bathtub.
Wei Lai's silver hair is a little damp and she is wearing a moon-white plain nightgown. Although she is often bullied in Merlu Garden these days, she is not lacking in nutrition.
She is of foreign origin. Although she is only a girl, she is also very tall and taller than other oriental girls of the same age.
The shapely nightgown she is wearing now is very close-fitting.
The silver-haired girl still has some size...
It seems that because of what happened at the dinner table during the day, Wei Lai occasionally became distracted.
From time to time, she quietly turned around and glanced at someone at the desk who was concentrating on reading.
He rarely looked at her when he was reading and writing... Wei Lai had some habits and continued to go back to pick up the dirty clothes.
Next to the steaming tub, a silver-haired girl who was only as tall as the tub was holding a bamboo basket. She stood on tiptoes and put the clothes Ouyang Rong had changed into the basket one by one.
At a certain moment, he caught a piece of underwear that he had changed into. The silver-haired girl quietly buried her face in the underwear and took a secret sniff. It was the familiar scent of her master.
Judging from the proficiency of her movements, she was obviously a habitual offender. However, this time, she suddenly raised her head, with a little doubt and panic on her face. She hurriedly grabbed other clothes in the basket, buried her face and smelled...
After a while, when the silver-haired girl slowly raised her little head from a man's robe, her face became completely panicked.
There is...the scent of a strange woman on the master's clothes!
This robe was newly changed by the master when he returned to the study after delivering the meal to Miss Xie at noon... Didn't the master just tell the lady that he just went to have dinner with his colleagues in the evening... How could he be so close to other women...
As if she thought of something, the silver-haired girl's face turned pale.
Then she hurriedly stuffed the clothes back into the basket without much thought to pack them carefully...
Late at night, Ouyang Rong finished reading and prepared to go to bed.
On the bed, there are two quilts, one inside and one outside.
Ouyang Rong rubbed his eyes and went to bed, fell into sleep on the innermost bed, and said good night.
Wei Lai responded absently. She stood beside the bed with her face buried in her face. She raised her hand to untie the knot that tied her hair. Her silver hair spread to her waist like a wave of snow.
The silver-haired girl walked over and turned off the lights, then kicked off her shoes and went to bed, sleeping on the outermost bed.
Perhaps because he was too tired today, Ouyang Rong did not touch the silver hair of the girl on the quilt next to him before going to bed this time.
The little girl became more and more silent and curled up in the quilt.
In the darkness, Ouyang Rong quickly fell asleep.
The room was dark and quiet, with the only sound of the man's orderly breathing.
At a certain moment, the two quilts in the darkness squirmed one after another...
Ouyang Rong fell into a dream very quickly today, and then the only thing he noticed in his daze was that he dreamed that he fell into the deep sea and was wrapped by a surprisingly clingy octopus.
Hey, why did this octopus extend a soft and cold tentacle to his waist, and put this Cthulhu... Wait, something is wrong!
The next second, someone suddenly became alert and woke up from the pillow.
Ouyang Rong supported his upper body with his left arm, and the quilt slipped down. He looked down and was suddenly shocked:
There is a white hair under the quilt.
It is indeed white hair. You can see this smooth and dazzling white hair in the dark.
"What...are you doing?"
The little white-haired girl hugged Ouyang Rong's waist tightly, buried her little face into his chest, and hugged his back with a pair of small hands... She sniffed, cried a little, and murmured stupidly:
"Master...slave...slave wants to sleep with you!"
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Thanks to the good brothers "R0ut3R" for the cute tips! Thanks to "Mo Ziyan", "Hengyang Wuwu", "Destroy the Emperor Xiangtian", "Tianji Qingkuang Haoyuekong", "Chi Yuanyuan" and other good brothers for the tips