001 was silent for a long time, and said word by word: [No, yes. 】

When the gossip appeared, Wen Qing immediately recovered and was not sleepy at all.

He nodded clearly and said to 001: [I understand I understand. 】

001: […]

Wen Qing smiled: [You don't have to be embarrassed. 】

001 stopped talking.

Wen Qing thought it was shy, and thought to herself, he knew that 001 had been watching romance movies and romantic action movies.

Wen Qing didn't mention the housekeeper again, thinking to herself, when 001 calms down, she will take the initiative to talk to herself about the housekeeper again.

It was nine o'clock in the evening when we got back to the castle.

Wen Qing was worried that she would meet Sikong again, so instead of going to the stables, she went directly to the castle.

As soon as lifted foot and stepped up the steps, felt something was wrong.

The bottom of the thigh is painful and sore, even if the fabric of the pants is very soft, when walk, a wound is a burning pain.

It's been too long to ride a horse today.

The housekeeper looked at his wrong posture and said, "Madam is waiting for me here."

Wen Qing looked up at him: "And then."

The housekeeper said calmly, "I'll take you back to the room later."

Wen Qing was silent.

Thanks, it doesn't hurt anymore.

"Need not."

He turned around, walked up the steps with stiff feet, and walked into the castle.

Climbing up the third floor with difficulty, Wen Qing glanced at the snacks in his hand, and decided to go to Xiao Jiyu's room first and give him the snacks.

Walking to the door of Xiao Jiyu's room, Wen gently knocked on the door.

Soon, the door opened.

Chi Chi stood by the door, all three heads staring at the bag in his hand.

Wen Qing looked inside, Xiao Jiyu was already lying on the bed and fell asleep.

After a moment of hesitation, he walked into the house and put the snacks on the table.

"Woo!" Chi Chi whimpered at his feet, staring eagerly at the jerky in Wen Qing's hand, drooling all over the floor.

Wen Qing took a piece of jerky, looked at Chi Chi's three identical heads, remembered what Xiao Jiyu said last time, and asked Chi Chi in a low voice, "Which head eats snacks?"

The mouths of the three heads opened at the same time, drooling down.

Wen Qing was silent for a moment, then took two more pieces of jerky, one for the head and one for the head.

After feeding, he got up, and Xiao Jiyu's sleepy voice sounded behind him: "Mother?"

Wen Qing tilted her head and saw Xiao Jiyu turned on the light, rubbed her eyes, looked at herself sleepily, and asked in a low voice, "Mother, are you coming to sleep with me?"

Wen said in a low voice, "I'll bring you something to eat."

"Go to sleep first, you can eat tomorrow too."

Xiao Jiyu was obviously very sleepy. After hearing three words of sleep first, she lay directly on the bed, muttering good night to her mother.

Wen Qing looked at the clothes on his body and frowned slightly. It was the same clothes that he changed for him two days ago.

Wen Qing struggled for a moment, and took two sets of clothes from the closet, one set of pajamas, and one set of clothes that can be worn tomorrow.

He walked to the bed gently and carefully lifted Xiao Jiyu's quilt.

Xiao Jiyu smelled the scent of her nose, sniffed the familiar fragrance in the air, and continued to fall asleep, Wen Qing let Wen Qing change her clothes.

After changing clothes, Wen Qing looked at Xiao Jiyu's innocent and cute sleeping face and pursed her lips.

Neither Sikong nor Yu Xing needed to eat or sleep.

Xiao Jiyu needs it.

And Xiao Jiyu very much rejects the maid to do things for him

Wen Qing helped Xiao Jiyu tuck the quilt, got up and left.

As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw two maids appear in front of him with strawberry cake and milk tea.

The maids shouted in unison: "Ma'am."

Wen Qing glanced at the things in their hands: "Xiao Jiyu has fallen asleep."

The maid was stunned for a moment, and then said, "This is for the second young master."

Wen Qing was also stunned.

Why does the suffocation eat these things?

I said yesterday that I don't need to eat.

Wen Qing couldn't help but ask, "What did he want?"

The maid responded: "Second Young Master specifically asked for strawberry cake and milk tea."

Wen nodded lightly, indicating that they could send it over.

Wen Qing had a pain in his leg and walked slowly. When he walked around the corner, two maids were already standing at the door of the torture room.

They did not go in, but stood at the door with trays in their hands.

In the next second, the tray vacated and flew into the house.

Wen Qing stared at it for a while, the two maids were obviously not surprised by this kind of thing, lowered their eyebrows, and quickly left.

Wen walked forward slowly, pondering what the tavern owner said.

You can get what you want in this castle

Sikong wants to kill.

Depression doesn't go out, but he has something to do with desire.

Will it be depression?

Passing by the room where Yu Xing was tortured, Wen Qing saw that the door was open.

He paused in his footsteps, turned his head subconsciously, and met Yu Xing's dark eyes.

Yu Xing glanced around the cloak on his body, and asked slowly, "What did you do when you went out?"

Wen Qing glanced at him, Yu Xing knew that he was going out, but he didn't know what happened after going out.

Thinking of his character on Yu Xing's side, he said without changing his face, "Go out to find a man."

Yu Xing's eyes darkened, and he spit out four words: "I don't know how to be ashamed."

Wen Qing snorted, glanced at the strawberry cake and milk tea that had been put on the table by Yu Xue, pursed her lips, and didn't ask.

His legs still hurt.

Wen Qing withdrew his gaze and continued to walk slowly forward.

He tiptoed slightly, his legs spread unnaturally.

Yu Xing looked at his walking posture, and his face instantly turned cold.

Like being fucked hard.

Yu Xing took a sullen face, stepped out of the door directly, stood in front of Wen Qing, and looked at him solemnly.

Wen Qing froze for a moment, looking at Yu Xing in surprise.

He didn't expect Yu Xing to come out so directly.

Obviously nothing happened.

Wen Qing couldn't help but ask, "Are you okay?"

Yu Xing lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on Wen Qing's lips.

Red, but not swollen.

It doesn't look like she's been kissed.

He narrowed his eyes: "Isn't this what you want?"

Wen Qing was a little at a loss, what did he want?

He blinked, and in front of him was Yu Xing's neckline, the buttons were fastened tightly, not revealing any more skin.

depression, abstinence

Sikong has gone bad

Wen Qing suddenly had some thoughts.

The next second, he was interrupted by Yu Xing's words: "I almost forgot, you are greedy."

Wen Qing regained her senses, hesitated for a moment, and followed Yu Xing's words: "Yes, yes, yes, I am very greedy."

"I want you to leave this castle with me."

After speaking, Wen Qing stared at Yu Xing's face.

Yu Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, but his expression did not change.

Not surprised.

Wen Qing's heart sank, it seemed that Yu Xing knew his mission, or that his purpose was to take them out of the castle.

Yu Xing raised the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Please."

Wen Qing blinked and said calmly, "Please."

Yu Xing stared for a while, but he didn't expect Wen Qing to beg him so directly.

He looked at Wen Qing's pale cheeks and whispered, "You are so obedient."

Yu Xing's eyes moved down from his cheeks inch by inch, and finally stopped at his legs.

"So obedient, it deserves a reward."

"Right, mother."

Before Wen Qing could react, Yu Xing suddenly took a step forward, put his right hand on his thigh, and pinched gently.

He opened his mouth, and was about to scold Yu Xing, when suddenly, an indescribable enthusiasm rose from the place he touched, wandering around his limbs.

In the blink of an eye, a dry feeling suddenly rose in Wen Qing's heart, and her whole body became hot.

It's like the physical changes after the seminary recited Xiao Huangwen.

Wen Qing frowned, two blushes rose on her cheeks, and there was water vapor in her eyes.

His face changed slightly, and he raised his hand to push away Yu Xing.

Yu Xing grabbed his hand and pressed it against the wall.

This time, her wrists also started to heat up, Wen Qing's vision became hazy, and her body was dry and hot.

The only thing that exudes coolness around him is Yu Xing, he couldn't help bending his legs and resisted the urge to stick to Yu Xing.

Wen Qing stepped back and pressed her back against the wall, barely relieving her dryness.

He exhaled a breath of heat and gritted his teeth and asked, "Is this the reward you said?!"

Yu Xing stared at his red lips, his throat moved slightly.

He couldn't help rubbing the delicate skin on Wen Qing's wrist with the pulp of his fingers, feeling the gradually accelerating pulse and heartbeat.

"Aren't you satisfied with my hand?"

Wen Qing gritted his teeth: "Not satisfied!"

Hearing his muggy voice, Yu Xing lowered his head and slowly moved his hand back on his thigh: "How should I feed you? Mother."