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

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Jiang Yun was stunned for a moment, not expecting him to say this.

After all, although he hugged her like this every day, he didn't do anything more intimate. He was a very gentleman.

The most contact we have is just holding hands.

After speaking, Pei Yuli was confused. What did he just say?

How could such filthy words come out of his mouth?

Just as he was about to regret it, the little maid grabbed his hand and asked him to help.

Pei Yuli felt that his brain was going to explode.

He hurriedly retracted his hand, his whole body froze, and his whole body was a little sluggish.

"Jiang Yun, what are you doing!" the young master said angrily.

The little maid retracted her head into the quilt and said in a muffled voice, "Master, it hurts."

"You..." Pei Yuli knew he was in the wrong and his voice was much lower, "I was careless just now, not on purpose."

This was the first time he had spoken so guiltily.

Jiang Yun sniffed and ignored him.

Pei Yuli's fingertips trembled, and after hesitating again and again, he slowly stretched out his hand, "I'll help you."

"Yeah." She responded to him softly, her head still shrinking.

Holding the hand he extended, Jiang Yun blushed and said, "Master, thank you."

"you shut up."

The young master's whole face was extremely hot. He never thought that one day he would do such a thing.

But other than shame, he felt no disgust.

The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his breathing became inexplicably heavier.

The sweet fragrance that made him fall asleep every day lingered on the tip of his nose, and the young master's eyes changed slightly.

I know I didn't pay attention to my sense of proportion.

"Master, let me take care of it." Jiang Yun gestured to get up.

Pei Yuli stretched out his other hand to catch her, hesitated for a moment and then said: "Where are you going?"

"Go to the bathroom." Jiang Yun replied to him in a serious tone, "Slave will be back soon."

Pei Yuli's eyes flashed, "It's cold outside, do you want to freeze yourself to death?"

"You won't freeze to death. Master, let me go quickly, or the bedding will have to be changed later." Jiang Yun gently pushed his arm.

The young master's heart was pounding, and some obscure thoughts were about to come out.

"I don't mind." He said calmly.

Jiang Yun paused in her pushing motion, "Master?"

"I don't mind, young master."

He put his arms around her waist and hugged her, locking her tightly in his arms, breathing unsteadily and saying, "Silly Goose, let me help you."

"How to help?"

Jiang Yun looked at him in confusion, unable to see his expression clearly in the darkness, but she could feel his heavy breathing clearly.

Ashamed to explain to her again, the young master raised his hand to cover her face and said angrily: "Just be obedient."

Jiang Yun raised her little face, carelessly rubbed the palm of his hand, and said obediently: "Master, I am obedient."

"Idiot." If you listen to anything, you will be deceived sooner or later.

Thinking of what he had to do, Pei Yuli's voice became hoarse, "Don't talk anymore, don't ask me anything."

"Okay." Jiang Yun twisted her waist uneasily.

Pei Yuli tightened his arms and said seriously: "Don't move."

The little maid stopped moving, and the man's hot breath fell on her face and down her neck.

He didn't touch her at all, but he was very close.

Untie the belt at the waist, and the loose undershirt is slightly open.

Pei Yuli hugged her tightly.

Breathing along the scent.

"Master!" Jiang Yun was startled.

The young master deliberately bit her and said in a deep voice: "Shut up."

Jiang Yun had no choice but to grab the brocade quilt on the side, blink her eyes and lower her head, then reached out and hugged the young master's head.

Pei Yuli lived for more than ten years. This was the most daring and rude thing he had ever done, breaking all the etiquette and shame he had established for himself in the past.

It was raining and snowing outside, and the melted rainwater on the eaves fell down along the tiles.

Jiang Yun hugged his head.

Pei Yuli was extremely ashamed, but this was already the case, why not help others to the end and send Buddha to the West.

Lifting his head from the gentle woman's arms, he looked at her seriously, "Is this possible to help?"

How dare Jiang Yun say no? If she did, it would be a slap in the young master's face.

She nodded and said stutteringly: "Yes, yes."

The little maid was probably frightened.

Pei Yuli pursed her lips and raised her hand to cover her face.

Fortunately, I couldn't see her looking stupid at night.

He retreated into the quilt again and hugged her tightly.

Like a clingy puppy.

Jiang Yun trembled and quickly hugged his head again.

"Master."

"Shut up."

Knowing that he was shy, Jiang Yun pursed her lips in time.

After a while, the rain stopped outside, and the cold wind seemed to stop suddenly.

Pei Yuli gave up for a moment, poked his head out, and stroked the back of the little maid's head with his big hand, as if to gently comfort her.

"Do you still need it?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

Jiang Yun shook her head, "Thank you, young master, I'm fine now."

Pei Yuli coughed lightly, blushing, "I'll help you."

"You can do it yourself," Jiang Yun couldn't help but retorted in a low voice.

The young master suddenly became unhappy, "You talk back again."

"Master, you are like this." Jiang Yun reached out and grabbed his big hand, "Thank you, Master."

Pei Yuli thought she was really annoying and always thanked her.

She is his little maid, and it doesn't matter if he helps her a little.

And I also want to sleep well at night, not all because of her.

He hugged her tightly and said in a rather domineering tone: "I'm sleeping with you, and you're chirping all day long. I'm so annoyed."

"I know my mistake."

"You are not allowed to always say that you are wrong." He paused and added, "You are not allowed to say thank you."

"The servant knows."

"You are not allowed to say this."

"Oh."

"You are perfunctory with me, young master."

"..."

Jiang Yun didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, and she didn't know who was annoying him.

Hearing no sound from her, Pei Yuli lowered his head to look at her and fell asleep as expected.

"I'm too lazy to be perfunctory, I'm used to you." He muttered in a low voice, stretched out his hands to tighten the belt around her waist, and then hugged her tightly.

The little maid is really sweet.

The Chinese New Year is here in a blink of an eye, and the entire Pei Mansion is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. The master and servants in the mansion are all wearing new clothes.

Snowflakes are falling and the treetops are wrapped in winter clothes.

After making an appointment with Qin Xiu for a poetry meeting at the beginning of the year, Pei Yuli went out and saw Jiang Yun kneading snowballs outside.

Thinking of her weak body that screamed in pain during menstruation, he shouted with a sullen face, "I like playing in the snow. I'll call someone to build you into a snowman later."

Jiang Yun quickly threw away the snowball, ran over with her skirt in hand, raised her little face and smiled: "Master, I don't like playing in the snow."

The more he laughs, the more stupid he becomes.

The young master raised his lips and said, "Come in and sharpen the ink."

"Yes."

After burning the charcoal in the stove at night, Jiang Yun was carried to bed by the young master.

She knew that the young master was hungry again.