When Xiao Wujiu heard Yue Yi's words, he laughed with unclear meaning.
What he just said was just a joke, not really angry at all.
But Fengchun didn’t know.
She didn't even know that Yue Yi was joking with Xiao Wu Jiu.
So she kowtowed louder and said this: "Please spare my life, my lord, I will never dare to do this again!"
Lin Yunshu, who was in the room, heard Fengchun's voice and stood up unsteadily, wanting to go out and see what was going on.
However, before she could reach the door, she heard Xiao Wujiu say in a slightly cold voice: "I didn't say much, why are you so nervous?"
At this point, he twitched his lips and laughed: "You are Shu Shu's maid. How she treats you is also her business. What can I do?"
When Fengchun heard Xiao Wujiu's words, he raised his head in surprise. When the blood on his forehead flowed down, it was even a little funny.
It turns out that what Yue Yi said was true.
The prince really treats his young lady differently.
However, Fengchun still didn't dare to be presumptuous.
A lady is a lady, and she is herself.
When she is in spring, what she recognizes most clearly is her own identity.
Externally, she represents the face of the lady, and internally she must be respectful.
Xiao Wujiu was a little surprised by Fengchun's attitude.
In this world, there are many people who act recklessly because their masters are easy to talk to.
There are very few maids like Fengchun.
Most of them have unattainable ambitions and more desires than ordinary people, and they die faster.
Xiao Wujiu thought of this, glanced at Fengchun appreciatively, and then said, "Shu Shu will also be very happy to have a maid like you."
Lin Yunshu, who was standing inside the door, felt a little dazed when he heard Xiao Wu Jiu calling him Shu Shu again.
Speaking of it, she and Xiao Wujiu had an unhappy relationship most of the time, so that she always thought that Xiao Wujiu didn't want to call her by her nickname, so he was separated from her.
Now it seemed that Xiao Wujiu had hidden all these emotions.
Probably because too passionate feelings hurt people, so he was much more tactful and gentle.
It's just that there was so little tenderness that Lin Yunshu didn't notice it immediately.
She stared blankly in the direction of the door, her heart filled with indescribable emotions as she listened to Xiao Wujiu and Fengchun's words.
Her heart seemed to be filled with something.
This gave Lin Yunshu the courage to continue.
Suddenly, Xiao Wu Jiu opened the door and walked in.
He looked at Lin Yunshu who was barefoot on the ground, his expression changed, he picked her up from the ground and threw Lin Yunshu onto the bed.
He was still talking: "Why don't you wear shoes? Just step on the ground barefoot and it won't feel cold."
"Aren't you afraid of getting sick again?"
"Let me tell you, if I get sick this time, I won't listen to you and won't let the doctor in..."
Before Xiao Wujiu could finish his words, a gentle kiss appeared on his lips, blocking all his sounds.
Xiao Wujiu looked at Lin Yunshu, who was kissing him with his eyes closed. His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and then he kissed Lin Yunshu's lips harder.
He crushed it hard, as if he was teaching Lin Yunshu a lesson for teasing him recklessly.
Yet he couldn't help but get addicted to it.
Lin Yunshu's eyes were closed, and the distinct eyelashes were like butterflies spreading their wings, looking about to dance.
Get out of your sight.
A huge panic arose in Xiao Wujiu's heart, and he hugged Lin Yunshu harder, almost rubbing her into his own flesh and bones.
Lin Yunshu felt Xiao Wujiu's movements, her body trembled slightly, and then she relied even more on Xiao Wujiu's arms.
This was the first time that she relied on Xiao Wujiu so much, so her movements were very unskilled. At least when she leaned on Xiao Wujiu, her body was still a little cold.
In the end, Xiao Wu Jiu ended the reluctant kiss.
He let go of Lin Yunshu and looked down at Lin Yunshu, who was rarely well-behaved, unable to say a word.
In the end, he just sighed and said, "What should I do with you?"
At this moment, Xiao Wujiu didn't have the invincible look he showed outside at all, but more of a look of helplessness.
And his appearance also made Lin Yunshu feel a little bit rare and distressed.
Xiao Wu Jiu seemed to have nothing to do with himself.
He seemed to really love himself.
But looks can't be deceiving.
Lin Yunshu clearly saw the shadow of other people in Xiao Wujiu's eyes.
He only loves others through himself.
For the first time, a trace of jealousy arose in Lin Yunshu's heart.
Jealous of the person who was loved by Xiao Wu Jiu.
If Xiao Wu Jiu could love him unreservedly, would he return the same feelings to Xiao Wu Jiu?
It's a pity if there is no answer.
It was impossible for Lin Yunshu to ask Xiao Wujiu who the person in his heart was, nor would he take the initiative to bring up this topic.
If it is really as I guessed, then wouldn't I be missing another powerful helper?
But there was inevitably a trace of sadness in Lin Yunshu's eyes when he looked at Xiao Wujiu.
Perhaps she herself does not admit that the fact has become certain.
She just couldn't let go of Xiao Wu Jiu.
She was the one stuck in it.
Thinking of this, Lin Yunshu's tears fell uncontrollably.
She covered her eyes, trying to hold back all the weak-looking tears.
But in the end, the tears accumulated over and over again, gradually turning into soft sobs.
Xiao Wu Jiu wiped Lin Yunshu's tears bit by bit, and finally lowered his head unbearably and kissed the corners of Lin Yunshu's eyes with his lips.
His voice was hoarse and deep, falling to the ears as if he was speaking the language of love.
"What's wrong, ancestor, why are you crying so sadly?"
"Does your body hurt again?"
However, Lin Yunshu just raised his tearful eyes, looked at Xiao Wu Jiu, and shook his head silently.
She thought she was in pain, not just physical pain, but heart pain.
The pain was so painful that she could hardly breathe.
Want to suffocate to death.
Xiao Wujiu picked up Lin Yunshu and patted Lin Yunshu's back again and again. The coldness in his voice faded away, leaving only tenderness.
"Be good, stop crying."
In private, Xiao Wujiu would not call himself "the king" like Lin Yunshu. He would put himself in the same position as Lin Yunshu.
Or, in Xiao Wu Jiu's world, his status is even lower than Lin Yunshu's.
Lin Yunshu knew nothing about all this.
She doubts love but dare not confirm love.
Deceiving yourself and others, hurting others and yourself.
Finally, after Lin Yunshu's tears fell one by one like broken pearls, she spoke in a hoarse voice.
"pain."
The voice was very small, but it made Xiao Wujiu's whole body rise up.
"It hurts there?"
