Ning Yu was so embarrassed that her eyes turned red with embarrassment when she was spanked for the first time in her two lifetimes.

When Chu Ye saw that Ning Yu had stopped struggling, he paused for a moment and asked, "Do you know you were wrong?"

Ning Yu was silent, only tears rolled down drop by drop, hitting the thick brocade quilt at the bottom of the car.

Chu Ye looked at the crystal tears on the brocade quilt and woke up from the drunkenness in an instant.

He picked up Ning Yu and rubbed Ning Yu a little at a loss.

As soon as the tight and full feeling came into his hands, Chu Ye was so shocked that he blushed.

I was so angry just now that I just wanted to teach this little dude a lesson, but I didn't realize that I was hitting him in such a private place.

Seeing Ning Yu's tears rolling down drop by drop, Mr. Chu Xiang, who had always been calm, felt a rare trace of panic.

He awkwardly wiped away Ning Yu's tears and said in a tight voice: "Stop crying. I promise I will never cry again."

Ning Yu looked at Chu Ye's apologetic eyes, and angrily sat away from him on a round stool.

Ning Yu felt ashamed and annoyed when her butt hurt. She raised her eyes and glared at Chu Ye fiercely.

The young man's cheeks were bulging and his nose was slightly red. At this moment, he gave an angry and fierce glare, which somehow made Chu Ye feel a little charming.

His fingers hanging on his knees moved slightly, and at this moment he felt a little empty in his heart.

Both of them had drunk a lot of wine, and the feeling of alcohol was rising in the carriage. The smells of the two kinds of alcohol were intertwined with each other and slowly merged into one, gradually blending into one.

The carriage drove slowly, and Ning Yu finally closed her eyes in the drunkenness.

Chu Ye caught Ning Yu's falling body and gathered the young man's soft and elastic body into his arms as he wished.

It wasn't until this moment that Chu Ye's empty heart was healed and filled.

He looked at Ning Yu's sweet sleeping face and closed his eyes in contentment.

Ning Yu automatically found a comfortable position in his arms and nuzzled gently.

Chu Ye's tightly pursed lips curled up uncontrollably.

He sighed contentedly, finally accepting the fact that he had feelings for Ning Xiaodan.

The two hugged each other and fell asleep. Bai Shu parked the car at the back door of the Duke's Mansion and quietly waited for his master's instructions.

Only half an hour passed, and there was no movement in the car.

Qingmu looked at the increasingly gray sky, and said to Bai Shu with some uncertainty: "Well, it's getting late, and it's time for my young master to return home."

Chu Ye in the car heard the sound and instantly opened his eyes.

Through the gap in the car curtain, Chu Ye saw that the sky had darkened. He looked at Ning Yu, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and lifted him up in his arms.

Then he whispered: "Baizhu."

The voice was slightly hoarse, deeper and mellower than before.

When Bai Shu entered, he saw his master holding Ning Yu sideways like a treasure. His pupils shrank slightly and he lowered his head: "Master."

Chu Ye said calmly: "Bring my cloak and cover it with Ning Yu."

Ning Yu seemed to be disturbed by Chu Ye's voice. She hugged Chu Ye with both hands and pushed her head towards Chu Ye's chest.

Chu Ye wrapped Ning Yu tightly in a large cloak and hugged him out of the carriage.

Qingmu hurriedly came to pick him up, but was frozen by Chu Ye's cold eyes.

Bai Shu signaled Qingmu to call the door, and Qingmu quickly ran to open the door.

Chu Ye held Ning Yu in his arms and was led into the Cuizhu Garden.

When Taohong saw Ning Yu being carried back by a tall and indifferent man, she was startled and stood up to pick her up.

Chu Ye, however, gave her a cold look and walked into Ning Yu's bedroom.

Taohong felt as if she had been targeted by some powerful creature just now, and before she knew it, cold sweat was covering her back.

She watched the tall man gently put Ning Yu back on the bed, and slowly and gently pulled out the large cloak.

The man turned his eyes, and Taohong suddenly felt like a light on her back. She lowered her eyes, and for a moment she didn't understand where the hostility in the man's eyes came from.

Chu Ye raised his eyes and looked around. When he saw that Qingmu didn't follow him into the house, he stepped out.

Aoki stood outside the door with a look of surprise on his face.

Prime Minister Chu must have been moved by the young master's friendship in bringing him breakfast, and secretly fell in love with him. However, the young master didn't understand the style and thought that Prime Minister Chu liked women, so he made up his mind to leave sadly.

So there was a small tavern to drink to relieve the sorrow, but Chu Ye caught him on the spot, and then beat the young master out of jealousy. Then he felt guilty towards the young master and begged the young master for forgiveness.

I didn't expect Mr. Chu Xiang to be in trouble, so I asked him to beg the young master properly.

Aoki felt relieved when he thought of the noble and indifferent Prime Minister looking down upon his young master.

As soon as Chu Ye went out, he saw Qingmu grinning stupidly. He frowned and looked at Qingmu: "Why don't you follow me in?"

Aoki was startled when he heard this, and he scratched his head: "Taohong has been waiting in the young master's dormitory since he was a child, and he has never had any need for the rest of us."

Aoki made a gesture with his hands on his waist.

When Chu Ye heard this, his expression softened slightly, he nodded and walked out.

Taohong watched Chu Ye's tall figure cross the courtyard gate, hurriedly pulled Qingmu over, and asked in a low voice: "Qingmu, who was that person just now?"

He actually carried Ning Yu back home in front of everyone.

Qingmu said with a smile: "Sister Taohong, it's okay, that person is Prime Minister Chu, one of our own."

Taohong was shocked: "Prime Minister Chu?! One of our own?!"

When did my young master have such a good relationship with the Prime Minister that he could be carried back to the house by him personally?

Seeing Taohong's muttering, Qingmu hurriedly stepped forward and whispered: "Sister, you don't know something. The young master doesn't know Chu Xiang's thoughts. If the young master asks tomorrow, he will just say that it will be good if he is sent back by Chu Xiang. There is no need to say anything else." .”

Taohong rolled her eyes: Chu Xiang has a high position and the situation is unclear. It is better not to let the young master know, otherwise it will only increase worries.

As long as Ning Yu drinks too much, she will break up the next day. The two of them knew it well, so they unanimously chose to keep silent.

Chu Ye returned to the house, screened away the rest of the people, and called only thirteen people into the room.

The second monk of the Thirteen Battles was confused. He looked at his silent master in confusion.

Chu Ye picked up the story book on the table and looked at Thirteen: "Where did this story book come from?"

Thirteen paused and said: "Purchased it from a shabby little bookstore on Tiansheng Street."

Chu Ye paused after hearing this: "Do you know who painted this?"

Thirteenth said: "I heard that he is the owner of the bookstore. He makes paintings for people all year round. He calls it "customized exclusive". The person who customizes the book decides whether the painting book should be sold to the outside world.

Chu Ye looked at the script in his hand and asked, "Did someone do it on purpose?"

Thirteen lowered his head: "Yes."

When Chu Ye thought that the book about him and Ning Yu had been seen by hundreds of people in Shengjing, a fierce look suddenly flashed in his deep phoenix eyes.

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