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"Master Hou."

As soon as the door opened, Aruo called out sweetly, and Xiahou Wenyuan's heart also felt sweet.

His eyes lit up, and he saw Aruo standing outside the door, holding a small red tray with a thin white porcelain bowl on it.

She was wearing a light yellow gauze dress, which was tailored to fit her body, outlining her graceful figure vaguely.

She was tall yet voluptuous, one inch more would be too fat, one inch less would be too thin. Her smooth and translucent skin exuded a faint fragrance, and every pore on her body was filled with a charming aura.

"Ah! Ah, A-Ruo, why are you here?"

Aruo smiled charmingly, turned her delicate body to the side, and walked into the study room, placing the small tray on the large desk.

"My Lord, this morning, Aruo accidentally soiled your clothes, which was quite rude.

I also noticed that you have been suffering from a fever recently, so I made some lily and mung bean soup for you to cool down. I will use it as an apology to you for soiling your clothes."

In the huge study, after Aruo said a few words, the room was filled with the fragrance of tea.

After she said that, Xiahou Wenyuan really felt his mouth dry. He swallowed and pretended to refuse.

"It's just a small matter, the young lady still remembers it. Besides, these small matters can be done by the servants, why bother the young lady."

Hearing this, Aruo pouted and shook her body coquettishly.

"Hey, let the servants do it. Aruo is worried. The Marquis is a delicate body. If the servants don't do a good job, you will suffer. How can Aruo feel at ease?"

When he entered the room just now, Aruo's eyes quickly observed the study.

This study is very large, with all four walls and the bookshelf in the middle filled with books. In the middle of an oversized antique shelf, there is a moon-shaped door.

The light inside the door was dim, but one could vaguely see a bed made of Xiangfei bamboo. On the bed, there were bedding and quilts. It must be Xiahou Wenyuan's temporary bedroom.

Glancing at the bamboo couch, Aruo curled her lips and smiled. She picked up the thin white porcelain bowl, gently stirred the soup in the bowl with a small spoon, and scooped up a spoonful.

"My Lord, drink this soup quickly, it will get cold soon."

So she approached Xiahou Wenyuan and handed the spoon filled with soup to Xiahou Wenyuan's mouth. At the same time, her breath was as fragrant as orchid, and her pair of charming eyes began to emit sparks, using the fox clan's charm technique.

Xiahou Wenyuan had never experienced such teasing before. In just a second, his heart was agitated and the beauty in front of him began to blur.

"well."

Xiahou Wenyuan's eyes began to blur, and his hands involuntarily reached out to catch the soup, but he heard a "pop" and the spoon didn't catch it firmly, and it fell to the ground and broke into several pieces of porcelain.

"Oh my, look at how clumsy I am. I hit you again. Is the Marquis hurt?"

As she said that, Aruo squatted down to pick up the broken pieces. The next second, she cried out "Ouch!"

Xiahou Wenyuan asked anxiously, "What's wrong? What's wrong with you?"

Aruo stood up, moved her slender white fingers forward, and said coquettishly.

"Here, it's broken."

Sure enough, her white and almost translucent fingertips were pricked by the broken porcelain pieces, and there was a drop of bright red blood on the fingertips.

Xiahou Wenyuan said, "Don't be afraid." Then he grabbed Aruo's hand, put her finger into his mouth with an infatuated look, and sucked it.

The sweet and fishy smell of blood spread in Xiahou Wenyuan's mouth, arousing his primitive and wild impulses. Aruo in front of him became even more charming and attractive.

His body began to heat up, swell, and seemed about to burst.

He couldn't bear it anymore, panting, he bent down, picked up Aruo's delicate body, and kissed her white neck.

Aruo did not get angry but laughed instead, panting softly, "My Lord, you tickled me."

Two slender white arms, like two nimble snakes, crossed and wrapped around Xiahou Wenyuan's neck.

Oh my god, this little devil is so annoying.

Xiahou Wenyuan's blood was boiling and he was breathing heavily. He didn't care anymore and carried Aruo directly to the bamboo couch in the inner room. He tore off all her clothes and threw them away.

……

"Huahua, isn't it just a kite? Why do you have to take it? Tomorrow, tomorrow morning, second brother will buy you a new one, okay?"

Shihua shook her head and said, "No, Huahua wants this one."

"Then, Second Brother will give you a new one. I promise it will be bigger, lighter, and more beautiful than the original one."

Shihua still shook her head and said, "No, the kite was given to Huahua by her mother, so it can't be thrown away. Huahua likes it, second brother, help Huahua get it."

The little cutie had already begged, and Tingyu had no choice but to pick her up and go get the kite.

Earlier, Hou Yue, Dao You and Shi Hua brought a few people to fly kites on the path outside Weilan Garden.

After running a few laps, one of their butterfly kites got stuck on a tree branch.

Hou Yue, Shihua and others tried to get the kite off with bamboo poles and stones, but they were unable to do so. The servants brought a ladder, but the kite was stuck in a corner and could not be reached.

Changfeng is in a wheelchair. Hou Yue, Xunyou is still young, don't count on them.

Especially when searching for secluded places, climbing a tree is impossible, not possible in this lifetime.

After searching for a long time, the most suitable person is Tingyu.

He had practiced Kung Fu and was good at martial arts. For him, taking a kite from a tree branch was child's play and not a challenge.

Hearing that the kite was given to Huahua by her mother, Tingyu stopped talking. It's just a small favor, so just help her, she's so cute.

"Oh, second brother, it's right there."

Tingyu was holding Shihua and, under her guidance, came to the courtyard of the large study.

Following the direction of Shihua's finger, sure enough, there was a kite hanging on the branch of the camphor tree outside the study door.

The night wind blew the kite, swaying it. The tail of the kite fluttered in the wind, as if waving to him.

Tingyu looked at the camphor tree and thought, haha, it's so tall, and only he could get it down. He never doubted that it existed.

He knew that his father had been living in the large study these days.

Xiahou Wenyuan was very opposed to his wielding of swords and generals. Tingyu had disliked him since childhood.

Even this time when he came back, except for meeting his scumbag father and paying him the necessary respects, Tingyu deliberately avoided him.

"Second brother, just go and get it quietly, don't alarm Dad, that's all."

Tingyu curled her lips, he didn't know this yet. Yes, with his ability, it would only take him a few minutes to go to the enemy camp and take the enemy's head.

"Hou Yue, please take care of Huahua, I will be back soon.

Hou Yue and Shihua nodded their heads, indicating that they would not run around and cause trouble, and would wait here for their second brother to come back.

Tingyu jumped a few times and reached the tree. He raised his hand and took the kite down.

After he learned martial arts, his eyesight and hearing became much more sensitive than that of ordinary people.

He wanted to slip away quietly, but the sound coming from the study room inexplicably attracted him.

Hey, what's that sound? Why is it so frustrating?

curiosity kills the cat.

Tingyu became curious and tiptoed over.