The people following Qin Yanchi immediately protected Qin Yanchi: "Young Master!"
"Go and have a look."
When Qin Yanchi led a group of people to the kitchen, he saw Jiang Shuyao holding the pot lid aggrievedly: "I'm sorry, I forgot that there was stewed chicken in the pot."
"Stewed chicken? It's fried two stories high, and you call it stewed chicken! Flying chicken is almost the same! Xiaoyao, you are not allowed to enter the kitchen in the future!"
"oh."
Jiang Shuyao walked pitifully to her room, but saw Qin Yanchi looking at her with some interest. She quickly turned away and pretended not to notice.
Qin Yanchi walked to her side: "Follow me."
Jiang Shuyao could only lower her head and respond: "Oh."
After Jiang Shuyao left, several people cleaning up the kitchen gathered around: "She won't be beaten, right?"
"How is that possible? We have been in Qinlou for so many years. Has anyone been beaten?"
"That's not true."
"I don't want her to be scolded, mainly because of my own life. When it's ready, I'll send a bowl of porridge to her room."
"Yeah, actually, she just doesn't seem to be easy to get close to, and she's not that difficult to get along with."
Qin Yanchi took Jiang Shuyao upstairs and wiped her dark face with his thumb: "Are you hungry?"
Jiang Shuyao shook his head: "No."
"What are you going to do in the kitchen?" Qin Yanchi took out a bag and threw it to her, "Eat. Only when you are full can you have strength."
Jiang Shuyao opened the paper bag, which contained roasted oysters, roasted leeks, roasted lamb, roasted pork kidneys...
Why does it feel weird?
She immediately reacted: "Thank you, Master Qin. You'd better eat more of these."
Qin Yanchi's eyes became dangerous: "Isn't it enough that one night is enough?"
Jiang Shuyao stuffed two bunches of leeks into her mouth: "No, no, no, I am concerned about you as a servant, and I am worried that you are still hungry."
"Well, you guessed it right. I'm indeed still hungry, and I can't wait to eat you right now."
Jiang Shuyao was choked: "Master, I was wrong, let me rest."
Qin Yanchi smiled and touched her head: "If you are obedient, maybe I will be willing to pamper you a little."
Jiang Shuyao nodded: "Listen, as long as Master Qin is willing to help me. If you say go east, I will never dare to go west."
Qin Yanchi did not embarrass Jiang Shuyao. He waited until she finished eating before pulling a book from the bookshelf and throwing it into her arms: "Read with me."
"Ah?" Jiang Shuyao looked at the book "Sun Bin's Art of War" in his hand, "Master, don't you go to Qin's mansion?"
Qin Yanchi ignored her and sat on the sofa in front of the window, curling his index finger at her.
Jiang Shuyao walked over with the book in his arms. Qin Yanchi took her hand and brought her into his arms, and she fell into her arms: "Ah, Master Qin!"
Out of love for the book, Jiang Shuyao didn't let go of the book's hand, she just looked up at him.
"If you shout louder, others will care about you."
Jiang Shuyao stopped happily.
Qin Yanchi held her in his arms, holding her shoulder with one hand just enough to play with her smooth hair: "Put the book on your lap, and I will turn the pages when I say it. I only said it three times. You can't learn from me three times." Rhythm, I will let you..."
He gently stroked Jiang Shuyao's hair and breathed into her ear intentionally or unintentionally: "Get used to something else."
Jiang Shuyao's ears were quite sensitive, and the heat fell on her skin, causing her to stir up goosebumps: "Okay, I'll give it a try."
Try a hammer! Jiang Shuyao cursed in his heart, and naturally the subjects were all in the third person.
She must not make a mistake. If she really can't satisfy him, she will die on his bed... No joke.
