Early the next morning, Yang Bing woke up. He still had a headache from last night's hangover. He turned over in a daze and tried to get up, but he touched something soft and warm.
Yang Bing slowly looked to his side, his brain buzzing as he kept recalling what happened last night, but he forgot to take his hand away.
Wan Qi Kerer was woken up by Yang Bing. He lowered his head and saw that Yang Bing's hand was placed where it shouldn't be. His eyes widened in anger and he punched Yang Bing in the eye.
Yang Bing was knocked off the bed, and Wan Qi Keer looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, and his eyes gradually turned red.
When Yang Bing saw this, he definitely couldn't let her cry. Regardless of the pain, he quickly went up and covered Wan Qike'er's mouth.
"Sister, you can't be born crying now. If my father finds out, he won't kill me!" Although the two of them will get married tomorrow, the ancients' ideas are extremely conservative. If Yang Xiyuan knows about the two of them before their marriage, I'm afraid I don't know what will happen if I do something like this, but Yang Bing knows that it's definitely not a good thing!
Wan Qike'er grabbed Yang Bing's arm with her backhand. Her eyes were still red, but she didn't shed tears: "If word of what happened today gets out, you know what the consequences will be!"
"Be gentle, be gentle, you know, sister, don't I know about this?" Yang Bing grinned in pain, but did not dare to shout loudly.
Wan Qike'er let go of Yang Bing and sat blankly on the bed. Yang Bing stood up and rubbed his shoulders.
No one spoke for a while.
Boom, boom, boom!
"Master, it's time to get up."
At this time, Ziyun's voice sounded outside the door, and Yang Bing and Wan Qikeer panicked like frightened birds.
"Uh, um, Ziyun, please wait a moment." Yang Bing directed Wan Qi Ke'er to hide under the quilt with his hand. Yang Bing took out another quilt from the cabinet and threw it on the bed, deliberately It looks very messy.
Ziyun opened the door and walked in: "Master, please wash up."
"Oh, you put it on the table."
"Yes." Ziyun looked at Yang Bing, a little confused and asked what happened to the young master, why is he so panicked?
At this time, Ziyun saw the messy quilt on Yang Bing's bed: "Master, why are you covered with two quilts?"
Wan Qike'er inside the quilt was shocked.
Yang Bing hesitated and said: "Oh, well, I suddenly felt a little cold last night, so I took out another quilt."
Ziyun nodded: "Indeed, the weather has turned a bit cold recently. Master, please wash up and I will fold the quilt for you." With that, Ziyun was about to walk towards the bed.
Yang Bing was frightened and quickly stood in front of him: "No, I'll just come by myself later."
"How can that be done? How can the young master do these things by himself?" Ziyun still wanted to go over, but was pulled back by Yang Bing.
"Well, I said no, no need. I'll have to lie down again in a while."
"But, Master."
"Hey, you even listened to what I said, didn't you!" Yang Bing pretended to be angry.
Ziyun quickly lowered his head: "Ziyun didn't mean that, please forgive me, young master."
"It's okay. I forgive you this time. You can go out first." Yang Bing waved his hand.
"Yes." Ziyun walked out full of doubts.
Seeing Ziyun walking out, Yang Bing breathed a sigh of relief, and Wan Qi Keer also lifted the quilt and gasped for air.
"Well, hurry up and get dressed. You can wash up here. I'll keep an eye on you outside. Hurry up." After Yang Bing said this, he opened a gap in the door and took a look, then sneaked out.
When Wan Qike'er saw Yang Bing's appearance, she couldn't help laughing, but she soon felt at a loss. Last night, she was actually sober. Maybe it was the effect of the alcohol at that time. She was bold It happened once, and now Wan Qike'er can't tell whether she regrets it.
All she knew was that her fate was no longer entirely hers from today on.
Yang Bing was staring nervously at the door across the courtyard, for fear of someone coming in, when suddenly a hand from behind reached out and patted Yang Bing's shoulder.
Yang Bing was startled. He turned around and saw that it was Wan Qi Ke'er. Then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Can you stop being so scary!"
After Yang Bing finished speaking, he looked outside again. Seeing no one, he said to Wan Qike'er: "You should go now. I'm sorry for this matter, but don't worry, I still remember the agreement last night, eh, You should wait until I finish speaking."
Before Yang Bing finished speaking, Wan Qi Ke'er walked out. Looking at Wan Qi Ke'er's back, Yang Bing didn't know what the days would be like in the future, so he could only shake his head and return to his home. Room.
But what neither he nor Wan Qi Ke'er knew was that in the corner next to Yang Bingkua's courtyard, a servant saw Wan Qi Ke'er walking out of Yang Bing's courtyard early in the morning.
