Quickly wear: The male protagonist who dotes on his wife is clingy, crying and jealous.

The rich but not offensive sweet fragrance hit his nostrils, and Pei Yuli's complexion improved a lot.

But he still looked disgusted. He placed Jiang Yun beside the bed and moved to the inside.

Looking sideways at the sleeping goose, he gritted his teeth and said, "You'd better wash yourself off!"

He was far away, and allowing Jiang Yun to lie on the same bed with him was the maximum he could do.

He will never touch her again!

Feeling sleepy, Pei Yuli closed his eyes and had a dreamless night.

When Jiang Yun woke up in the morning, she opened her eyes and saw Pei Yuli walking around the end of the bed and getting out of bed in a somewhat inelegant posture.

"Master?" She looked at him blankly.

Pei Yuli paused, then looked at her calmly, "You got up later than the master. I think you want to get slapped."

"I know my mistake!"

Jiang Yun quickly got up, and when she saw that she was about to jump towards him, Pei Yuli shouted urgently: "Don't move!"

"Master?"

"Lie back." The young master said with a serious face, "Or I'll beat you."

Jiang Yun had no choice but to pause, lie down obediently, and look at him blankly.

Pei Yuli quickly got out of bed and put on his shoes. He was far away and then said: "Come down and get dressed for me."

"Yes." Jiang Yun moved to the end of the bed and put on her shoes, then walked over and stood on tiptoe to help him get dressed.

The little maid lowered her head and asked cautiously: "Master, why are you on the bed?"

Pei Yuli's face tightened, "You ask me?"

Jiang Yun was silent, looking up at him cautiously, and then quickly lowered her head.

"Just this once, I'll climb on the bed and beat you up." The young master said angrily.

"Yes."

She was shaking all over and nodded quickly, her face full of fright and fear. She obviously thought she had fallen asleep and crawled into bed.

He is indeed an idiot and believes everything he says.

Pei Yuli raised his lips slightly.

The servant accompanied the young master to have a meal. Jiang Yun tidied the house and moved the soft couch back to its original place.

In the evening, Pei Yuli specially called two maids to give Jiang Yun a bath to make sure that she was clean all over.

Jiang Yun was already used to his extremely mysophobic temperament. After bathing, she wisely moved a soft couch and lay down.

Seeing her wrapping herself tightly, Pei Yuli didn't say anything.

After a quarter of an hour, he called in a low voice: "Jiang Yun, get up."

When he didn't hear a response, he skillfully carried the person to the bed, then immediately let go and ran out of bed to wash his hands.

Jiang Yun: "..."

The next morning, while Jiang Yun was still sleeping soundly, she felt her body being hugged by someone, and then with a hiss, she was thrown onto the cold soft couch next to her.

Her head hit, she closed her eyes tightly, clenched her fists, and wanted to hit someone.

"Not as heavy as a goose."

Pei Yuli muttered in a low voice, and waited until daybreak outside before calling her to get up and dress him.

Jiang Yun glanced at him with a resentful look, quickly calmed down her emotions, and served him obediently and docilely.

Pei Yuli was in a good mood. Everywhere he looked was good, and he even liked the little maid in front of him.

"I'll reward you with cakes later. Eat more."

"Thank you, Master." She was grateful.

For several days in a row, Pei Yuli carried Jiang Yun over and threw him back just like last night.

Jiang Yun didn't notice even once that she was sleeping more soundly than Xiaozhu.

Pei Yuli became more and more unscrupulous and his mood became better and better.

Half a month passed by in a blink of an eye. When the eldest lady learned that Pei Yuli had let Jiang Yun stay overnight, she was so happy that she rewarded Jiang Yun with a hundred taels of silver and had someone arrange a place for her to stay.

Before, I was betting on my son's soft heart, but now I don't have to.

As long as the son doesn't hate women, other things can come slowly.

The arrangement of the eldest lady is a timely help. Jiang Yun happened to have her menstrual period today. Aunt Deng said that she could not continue to warm the bed during her menstrual period, which would easily violate the host's taboo.

She was worried about having no place to live, and now she has one.

After asking for leave from the hospital manager, she could rest for three days.

The young master's bed-warming maid has nothing else to do except warm the bed.

From this point of view, it can be regarded as a good job.

Pei Yuli didn't see the silly goose this morning. He couldn't bear to ask about it at noon. It wasn't until evening that he finally couldn't hold it any longer.

"Where is my young master's bed-warming maid?" There was a slight resentment on his face.

The boy immediately turned sideways and said, "Master, she is unwell and has asked for leave."

"What's wrong with her? Has she seen a doctor?" Pei Yuli almost blurted out.

The boy held it in for a while and then said: "It's my daughter's discomfort. She can't warm your bed now."

God's eyes were really opened, the young master actually cared so much about a little maid who was warming the bed.

Discomfort at your daughter’s house?

Pei Yuli was stunned, and his ears instantly turned red.

He still persisted and said angrily: "Let her come over, what kind of false accusation is this? Who is the master after all!"

"Yes." The boy immediately went to find Jiang Yun.

The little maid arrived late. Pei Yuli originally wanted to curse, but he closed his mouth when he saw her pale face.

"Master, this slave is late." Jiang Yun bowed slightly.

Pei Yuli turned his head and said, "Come in."

"Yes."

Jiang Yun stood in the room uneasily. When she saw the handsome young master walking towards her, she lowered her head and whispered softly: "Master, I'd better serve you outside."

"Are you wronged by asking you to serve me?" Pei Yuli snorted, "Have you washed it?"

"I've washed it. It's just that my body is a little bit..."

"It's not like sleeping in the same bed. I don't mind it. Why do you mind it?" Pei Yuli said nonchalantly, "Don't wait around. If the people in the house do things like you, the master will drink the northwest wind."

Jiang Yun was speechless for a moment, and her eyes were a little stunned when she saw him taking the initiative to move the couch.

"Lie down and go to sleep." Pei Yuli said with a stinky face.

How could a master serve a maid? He was really stunned.

Jiang Yun quickly took off her shoes and lay down, hugged the quilt tightly, and looked at him obediently and blankly.

"What are you looking at? Keep your thoughts away." Pei Yuli reminded her in a calm voice.

Jiang Yun immediately closed her eyes and murmured: "Master, I have no interest in you, don't worry."

From this point of view, it seemed that he was the thoughtful one, after all, he was the one who asked her to sleep next to her.

Pei Yuli immediately said: "I just don't want to bother looking for a bed-warming maid anymore."

"My slave knows, thank you, Master." Jiang Yun said gratefully.

The young master pursed his lips and suddenly didn't know what to say.

He blew out the candles and went to bed. After a while, he called Jiang Yun. Then he took the person over without hesitation and covered her with the quilt.

The sweet fragrance seemed to be particularly strong tonight, and Pei Yuli turned his head to look at the woman beside him.

It's strange how someone can smell so good.

He grabbed the brocade quilt and covered his head, accepting the fact that he liked the smell.

It would be nice to let the little maid warm the bed in this life.

Can sleep well.

Jiang Yun was actually still asleep when she was brought over. She was menstruating and her stomach always cramped from time to time.

It was cold and painful, and there was cold sweat on my forehead.

The chest is also swollen.

And it will overflow uncontrollably.

She groaned in pain, and Pei Yuli woke up suddenly and heard several more low hums.

The delicate and soft tone is like a cat's claws scratching at the heart.

"Little maid."

"Goosehead."

"Jiang Yun."

Jiang Yun didn't respond to him. He stretched out his hand and poked her through the brocade quilt, "Get up."

The moonlight shone in, reflecting the little maid's pale and bloodless face, no different from that of a female ghost.

"Silly Goose, what's wrong with you?" He felt nervous in his heart.