Monk, this child is yours

Every time Wu Jian made a move, Ye Qingshuang had to think for a long time before making a move, and Wu Jian didn't urge Ye Qingshuang, so Ye Qingshuang started to play slowly, while Dong Shaoling was drinking tea while thinking about the chess game.

When the whole chess game was almost occupied by black pieces and white pieces, Ye Qingshuang finally let out a sigh of relief and said, "Master Wujian, I admit defeat."

Wu Jian nodded and said: "The piece that was dropped just now should be placed here, it is a living chess, which can generate a lot of energy."

Ye Qingshuang watched Wu Jian play with the chess pieces seriously, and was amazed for a while, Wu Jian was really good, if he really played like that, he might lose Wu Jian, but unfortunately he doesn't have that kind of chess skills, "Master, I will remember next time Played the wrong game."

Wu Jian nodded happily, and put the chess pieces into the chess box.

Dong Shaoling raised the curtain of the carriage and looked out: "To go to the south, you need to take the carriage to the pier first, and then take the boat. This saves time, and you can arrive at the pier in the afternoon, and you can have lunch on the carriage."

During lunch, Ye Qingshuang looked excitedly at the sumptuous dishes on the table, including chicken, duck, fish, and some vegetarian dishes specially prepared for Wu, and sighed: "Where did Mr. Dong invite a fireman to cook such good dishes? "

Dong Shaoling said with a smile: "I met him by chance and invited him here. It's just that this fireman can not only cook, but also drive a carriage. Usually he will follow around when he goes out."

"I see." Ye Qingshuang looked carefully at Wu Jian, who was eating vegetarian beside him, and secretly smiled. Wu Jian used to like to eat meat very much, but now that chicken, duck and fish are placed in front of him, he is actually unmoved and only uses his chopsticks. Add tofu to eat.

Feeling Ye Qingshuang's smile, Wu Jian raised his eyes, "Is there something wrong with the benefactor?"

"It's nothing." Ye Qingshuang shook her head, and added a piece of tofu to Wu Jian with the spare chopsticks and put it in the bowl, "Master, eat more, so that your body can heal faster."

"Thank you benefactor for your concern." Wu Jian ate the tofu that Ye Qingshuang put in the bowl, and Ye Qingshuang smiled even more happily.

Dong Shaoling couldn't adapt to the atmosphere where the two were tired of getting together. Although Master Wujian was serious, but Ye Qingshuang revealed the sweet taste of love everywhere, which really made him a little bit unbearable to look directly at, so he buried his head and ate quickly.

After Ye Qingshuang ate for a while, she would personally serve Wu Jian with food, and Wu Jian would not refuse.

Yuanshen was also used to taking care of Han Feixue in this way before, so Ye Qingshuang did it with ease.

Ye Qingshuang who ate a meal was very happy, Dong Shaoling who ate it was more embarrassed, Yan Huayan and the fire husband solved the problem of eating outside the car.

At dusk, a group of people arrived at the pier. Wu Jian got out of the carriage wearing a gauze hat, and Ye Qingshuang got out of the carriage wearing a veil. The group of people looked very conspicuous, but because Dong Shaoling had already arranged the boat in advance, they immediately followed Dong Shaoling aboard the carriage. a big ship.

The boat belonged to Dong's family. After boarding the boat, the boatman was very respectful to them.

Dong Shaoling led them into the corridor on the ship and said: "This ship is used for cargo transportation, now there are only two guest rooms left besides the place where the goods are stored." Decided where to live, "Mr. Ye will share a room with Master Wujian at night, and Mr. Yan will live with me..."

"You can just sleep outside, please trouble Mr. Dong." Before Dong Shaoling finished speaking, Yan Huayan said so, and Dong Shaoling didn't force it.

Ye Qingshuang's heart began to beat violently again when he heard Dong Shaoling's decision. Thinking of sleeping in the same room with Wujian at night, countless forbidden images flooded into his mind, making his blood burst and his imagination run wild.

Wu Jian had some objections to Dong Shaoling's decision and said: "The poor monk is already a monk, sleeping in the same room with Lord Ye is probably not very good, the poor monk can sleep outside."

"Master's body is not recovered, how can he sleep outside? If Master minds, Qingshuang can sleep outside." Ye Qingshuang also knows that monks have a lot of scruples, and Wu Jian's body is indeed not recovered. How could he let Wu Jian sleep outside?

Hearing what Ye Qingshuang said, Wu Jian insisted: "The poor monk's health is fine, so Don't worry too much, Master Ye."

How can he not be worried, although Wujian looks nothing on the surface, similar to a normal person, but he knows that Wujian's original appearance is stronger than now, his body is thinner than before, and his face is not as good-looking as before, so he is not worried , Yuanshen would also be worried, "Qingshuang doesn't mind living in a guest room with Grandmaster, if Grandmaster really cares, then Qingshuang insists on sleeping outside."

Seeing that the two were arguing endlessly, Dong Shaoling was about to tell the smell of gunpowder, and hurriedly explained: "Young Master Ye and Master Wujian don't have to refuse each other like this. Although it is a guest room, there are two beds with a screen in between. No problem."

After listening to Dong Shaoling's explanation, the two didn't say anything more.

Ye Qingshuang smiled charmingly, and gave Dong Shaoling a thankful look by the way, but Dong Shaoling blushed slightly in shock.

Ye Qingshuang bowed and asked Wu to enter the guest room and said, "Master, let's go in first?"

Wu Jian nodded indifferently, walked into the room slowly, Ye Qingshuang looked back at Dong Shaoling who was blushing, and asked strangely: "Mr. Dong, the weather is hot, you can enjoy the sea breeze outside."

Ye Qingshuang closed the door of the guest room without any guilt, and Dong Shaoling shook his head helplessly.

After Ye Qingshuang closed the door, she walked into the room, and saw that the guest room was indeed separated by a screen. The two sides seemed to have the same layout, a table with refreshments, and a bed.

Through the screen, Ye Qingshuang could vaguely see that Wu Jian was meditating on the bed, and he didn't want to disturb him, so he lay on the bed and rested, and fell asleep unconsciously.

When Ye Qingshuang woke up again, it was already midnight, the feeling of the ship shaking made him wake up a lot, and the moonlight came in through the dark window, he moved his body and found that his body was covered with a thin quilt, his heart warmed, thinking of nothing The gentle look when covering him with the quilt can't help but make my heart flutter.

He got up carefully and went to the ground, barefoot, went around the screen to look at Wujian's bed, heard the other party's steady breathing, and walked towards Wujian's bed after being relieved.

He didn't know why he did it, he just thought about such a boring night...

In fact, he doesn't know what he wants to do?

It was just an indescribable feeling in his heart that drove him closer to Wujian. After seeing the man sleeping peacefully, the quiet and deep feeling in his heart became more intense.

Ye Qingshuang lowered her head, as if possessed by the original body, she wanted to get close to the slightly parted lips of that person, felt the warm breath of the other person, she was fascinated and unconsciously approached, but before she could get close, she was blocked by a pair of hands lips, "Sponsor?"

Wu Jian didn't panic, but opened his clear eyes and looked at Ye Qingshuang calmly, "Benefactor, don't do this."

Ye Qingshuang paused, recovered from the strange feeling, and moved away from Wujian in a panic, "Did Master not fall asleep?"

Ye Qingshuang could tell from Wujian's clear eyes that Wujian was asleep, but why did he let him approach?

Ye Qingshuang felt inexplicably upset, sitting beside Wu Jian's bed, and said deeply: "Master Wu Jian lost his memory, so do you know that he is the number one son of the capital, Han Feixue?"

Wu Jian was silent for a while and replied: "The master said yes, but the poor monk himself didn't know it at all."

A good one doesn't know at all!Ye Qingshuang really wanted to say, do you know that the child in my belly belongs to Han Feixue, the number one son of the capital, but he didn't say it out, because he was afraid of embarrassment, after all, he was not the original body, and he couldn't seek death to ask Han Feixue, who lost his memory, to take responsibility.

Ye Qingshuang opened her mouth and didn't say anything, and walked back to her bed with heavy steps feeling very uncomfortable.

After lying down, Ye Qingshuang closed her eyes and couldn't sleep no matter what, she took out the flute from her side and held it tightly in her hand.

He was still in a bad mood, and really wanted to play a piece, but he was afraid of waking up others, so he had to give up.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Qingshuang's head became dizzy, her breathing became heavy, and she just wanted to sleep in a daze.

Suddenly someone shook his shoulder, and he knocked off that person's hand, "Don't move."

The man called him in a gentle voice, "The benefactor? The benefactor?"

He could feel the man touching his forehead, then walked out of the room quickly, and then the sound of chaotic footsteps appeared in his ears.

Someone grabbed his wrist to feel his pulse, and said: "My lord is just suffering from a cold, just use cold water to cool down."

Then the sound of chaotic footsteps left, someone sat beside him softly, a cold veil was gently placed on his forehead, he snorted softly, opened his hazy eyes, and the person who greeted his eyes was the gentle s face.

Ye Qingshuang couldn't help holding the man's hand that hadn't left yet and said, "Feixue!"

Then he obediently rubbed the man's slightly callused palm, as if he was rubbing against Han Feixue when he still had long hair.

Wu Jian slowly withdrew the hand held by Ye Qingshuang, without any embarrassing expression on his face.

Ye Qingshuang was a little stunned. From the moment he met Han Feixue, he felt that he was abnormal. Maybe it was because he had the memory of the original body. Sometimes he couldn't tell whether it was his own feelings or the original body's. When they get together, he can't help but get close to Han Feixue like the original body.

The action of rubbing Han Feixue's palm just now made him a little dazed, and he wanted to kiss Han Feixue last night...

He belatedly felt that it was too embarrassing.

How can you secretly kiss a monk who has become a monk?

Ye Qingshuang raised her hand, touched the wet kerchief on her forehead, and asked without looking at the side face, "Master, am I suffering from a cold?"

Wu Jianqing gave a "hmm", "The benefactor is indeed infected with the cold."

"Really?" Ye Qingshuang murmured to herself, but her mind became not so calm. He really didn't know how to get along with amnesia and the lifelong nothingness that the original body privately determined?But some people can't help but care about and get close to the person sitting next to them.