Is he so invisible?

To be honest, the fewer maids who know about this, the better. When there are too many people, it is inevitable that there will be broken mouths. If it reaches the old lady's ears, Pei Xing tutted and suppressed the irritability.

"I'm not going early," he said, closing his eyes again.

Zhong Li let out a quiet sigh of relief, if he waited for everyone to rest, with his skills, he wouldn't let anyone find out, it would definitely be easy.

After Zhong Li returned to Zhaixing Pavilion, she only rested for a while. Although she made a deal with Liu Yi, it was only a verbal agreement, and the contract had not yet been signed. Zhong Li took out a pen and paper and planned to draw up the contract today, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

She didn't know much about these things, and when the sky turned white, she consulted Mother Zhang again, and initially drew up a contract.

After breakfast, she looked at it again, intending to refine the details.

At this time, Ming Xing hurriedly entered Gu Zhiqing's boudoir, "Miss, the servants have all found out. The reason why Miss Zhong left the house is to discuss business with the shopkeeper of Liuxuan Pavilion."

After Gu Zhiqing listened to them one by one, she sneered. Although she couldn't kill her for the time being, it was easy to block her, "Go and call my cousin."

Zhong Li asked Qingsong to go to Liuxuan Pavilion, and when he came back, Qingsong reported, "Young Master Liu is not in the store, I handed the contract to the shopkeeper. He said that when he was free in the afternoon, he would give it to Young Master Liu and wait for him. Sign it and send it back."

Zhong Li nodded and said to Qingsong: "Recently, you have been focusing on the shop, and let those people move the goods of Shuxuan Pavilion to the Rouge shop at night, and try not to let people find out that the two shops are related."

Zhong Li was afraid that the poor reputation of Shuxuan Pavilion would affect the future "ink painting pavilion", Qingsong nodded.

"In addition, you need to worry more about finding the shopkeeper. You must find an honest duty, and you can get along with him. When that time comes, you can learn a thing or two from him."

Zhong Li intends to train Qingsong to be the shopkeeper of the shop. He is smart, steady, and most importantly, loyal. Even if the shopkeeper next to him is honest at first, after a long time, he must not make false accounts. If she wants to make the shop well, You have to have your own people.

Qingsong didn't expect Zhong Li to value him so much, and immediately knelt down, "The slave will never forget the master's kindness of cultivation."

"Get up."

The night was getting darker. After Zhong Li coaxed Cheng'er to sleep, she let the maid go back to her room to rest. When she was bathing, Qiuyue was there to serve her. She was watching the night tonight. She had learned that Pei Xing would come.

Qiuyue was worried, and when she wiped Zhong Li's back, she couldn't help but ask: "Do the girl and the third master want to continue like this? They follow him without a name. Well, how should a girl handle herself?"

Qiuyue couldn't help complaining about Pei Xing. If she really likes the master, why not give her a name?

Zhong Li didn't want to stay with him for a long time. She was afraid that Qiuyue would be more worried. She said, "Let's go with the flow first. You don't have to worry about it.

Qiuyue sighed.

Zhong Li didn't know when Pei Xing came over, so she crouched on the couch and waited. Perhaps she had a shop in her heart. When Pei Xing came over, she was still in high spirits. She hurriedly greeted her, and bent her lips to help Pei Xing wide. Yi, Pei Xing did not refuse, she served.

He had bathed in Youfeng Hall and had already changed into light clothes. After the two went to bed, Zhong Li consciously took off his coat and let Pei Xing hold her in his arms.

Pei Xing couldn't help sniffing at her neck, "Why is it so fragrant tonight?"

Zhong Li was stunned for a moment, remembering that Qiuyue put a lot of rose petals in the bath, and her cheeks were a little hot.

She didn't answer, she froze and didn't move, Pei Xing sniffed her skin inch by inch, the tip of her cold nose slid across her collarbone, and remembered her sweet taste for a while, he lowered his head and bit her lips.

After just a few kisses, he kissed her body again, with a hint of desire in his eyes, and tightly hugged her waist.

Zhong Li couldn't help but move.

With this move, Pei Xing couldn't help but curse, and opened his mouth to bite on her neck. He looked like she was taking traditional Chinese medicine, and Zhong Li's body froze completely, and he was a little uneasy.

Pei Xing pinched her chin and bit her lip again, her voice was hoarse and irritable, "How many days are there before the filial piety?"

Zhong Li was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he hadn't really touched her, because she was still in the period of filial piety. At this moment, she couldn't tell what she felt in her heart. Most of the embarrassment that had just risen disappeared, and it felt like a cup of hot water had been poured into her heart. , with the slightest heat.

She whispered, "Nine days left."

Pei Xing gave a low hum, holding her without moving, but his breath was a little chaotic, and the breath he exhaled sprinkled on her shoulders.

Zhong Li's mood was a little complicated, and she had an inexplicable thought of owing him. She didn't want to owe him. She froze for a while, remembering the last time she was unwell, she always wanted him to touch her.

She couldn't help wrapping her arms around his waist, and whispered, "Can I help the third uncle by the other way?"

Chapter 21

Pei Xing was a little puzzled for a while, but the next moment the girl moved, her little hand came to his back, and touched him tentatively.

His body was so hot that her fingertips could not help but tremble, and Zhong Li unconsciously held her breath.

Pei Xing's eyes were dark, and his vainly sharp eyes looked around her body, inexplicably giving birth to an illusion that she was more skilled than him?

Zhong Li was a little nervous at the sight of him, and stammered to explain: "I, when I was uncomfortable last time, the third uncle's touch seemed to ease it. So, is the third uncle more comfortable?"

She thought about it for a while, and planned to kiss him. She remembered the thing about being pushed away, kissed him slightly, and finally landed on his Adam's apple.

It was good that she didn't get close. When he got close, his whole body seemed to be on fire, and it was even more unbearable. He only felt that she was making trouble. At that moment, the tyranny in his heart made him want to devour her alive.

His proud self-control was once again powerful.

He stretched out his hand and pushed her away, pressed her on the couch, turned over and got off the couch, and said coldly, "Let the maid prepare water."