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Nan Yang woke up very early, and Qing Huan fell asleep because of drinking too much wine.She stood up carefully and dressed as quietly as possible.

Qing Huan suddenly lost something she could hold in her arms, and she groped back and forth on the bed a little uneasy, until she touched Nan Yang's hand and held it tightly, then she breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at her sleeping face, Nan Yang suddenly pulled back a corner of the quilt.

Under the quilt, Qing Huan's naked body is like beautiful jade, delicate and white, smooth skin lightly wraps slender bones, and each protruding bone has a delicate and beautiful outline.Nan Yang lowered her head, quietly looking at Qing Huan's body without clothes, her eyes seemed to be admiring a beautifully crafted antique, or a calligraphy and painting of the generous family.

"Life is also confusing, death is also confusing, a beauty deceives people... I can't forget it." Nan Yang said to himself the sentence that suddenly flashed in his mind, and couldn't help chuckling, "A beauty deceives people... A beauty deceives people."

She leaned down and placed a light kiss on Qing Huan's collarbone.

Covering her with the quilt again, and carefully tucking up the corners, making sure that the cold wind will not enter through the gap, Nan Yang put on her boots and walked slowly to the door.

After closing the wooden door, Nan Yang opened an umbrella and looked outside at the snow that was falling more and more.She suddenly sighed.

She paused outside the door for a long while in a daze, before she regained her senses as if she had just woken up from a big dream, and continued walking towards where she was going.

When she came back with a tray after tossing in the kitchen for a while, Qing Huan had already woken up.

Qing Huan didn't wear the obscene clothes inside, but casually put on a loose coat outside, and was tying the belt on the side sleepily.She may not be conscious yet, the belt was tied in two knots and she is still tying it.

"Wake up." Nan Yang said lightly.

Startled, Qing Huan immediately opened her eyes wide, and hastily pulled the quilt over to cover her legs: "Master?"

"What's wrong?" Nan Yang put the tray in his hand on the table, sat down at the table and poured tea.

"I...I haven't put on my pants yet..." Qing Huan had an embarrassed expression on her face, while peeking at Nan Yang drinking tea from the corner of her eyes, she fumbled for her clothes on the bed in a panic.

"..." Nan Yang put down the teacup, got up and walked to the bed, pulled out Qing Huan's pants from under the quilt at the foot of the bed and handed them to her.

Qing Huan quickly took it, and put on the pants under the cover of the quilt.

"Get dressed, come over to eat." Nan Yang looked at her softly.

"Did I get drunk yesterday?" Qing Huan carefully climbed out of bed, followed Nan Yang to the table and sat down.

Nan Yang nodded.

"Master...forgive me?"

Nan Yang looked at her expressionlessly: "What do you think?"

Qing Huan lowered her head in a daze, pulled off her collar a little and looked at her chest.

"Cough." Nan Yang coughed dryly, picked up the teacup and drank tea in a disguised manner.Her ears are pointy but tend to turn red.

"Ah... I remembered, did I do something slutty yesterday and say some slutty words..." Qing Huan collapsed and buried her face in her palms, and sighed, "God, my image... ..."

"...When you were young and asked me to help you bathe with your bare butt, why didn't you talk about your image with me?" Nan Yang joked.

"Cough, what... let's eat, I've been hungry for days." Qing Huan quickly changed the subject, and focused on the tray Nan Yang brought.She lifted the upside-down bowls on the plate one by one, and the dishes inside were still steaming.

Nan Yang stared at Qing Huan's expression without blinking.

"Master made this himself, right?" Qing Huan couldn't help laughing.

"how do you know?"

"Color, aroma, taste, these dishes have everything, and there is no culinary genius like this in the whole of Beijing." Qing Huan began to talk coquettishly, and she picked up a potato with her chopsticks, "Just say this potato Great, it..."

Nan Yang gave Qing Huan a cold look, and interrupted her: "This is potato shreds."

Qing Huan shook her hand, and the potato stick fell back into the plate.

Nan Yang folded his hands on his chest and looked at her leisurely.

"It's okay, although the appearance is not good, but maybe..." Qing Huan forced a smile, then tremblingly picked up the potato stick, stuffed it into his mouth, and started to chew.

After a while, a vein popped up on Qing Huan's neck, and she seemed to be swallowing with difficulty.Nan Yang handed her a cup of tea.

Qing Huan sighed, looked at Nan Yang, couldn't help smiling, and raised his hand to stroke Nan Yang's hair: "Master, let me do this kind of work in the future, don't go to the kitchen."

"Sorry, I really want to cook for you, but..." Nan Yang looked at the dishes on the table and said softly, "It's a bit difficult, I can't always do it well."

"It's okay, don't eat these, I'll go to the kitchen and make another meal for you." Qing Huan comforted Nan Yang softly, and she stood up to clean up the dishes on the table.

Nan Yang sat quietly and watched her tidy up.After a while, she suddenly asked, "When are you leaving?"

Qing Huan's movements stopped, and after a long while, the corners of her lips curled up: "When do you want me to leave?"

"My thoughts can't influence you."

"In two days, I... I will come back to see you often in the future." Qing Huan whispered.

In the end, I still couldn't keep it.

"...Can't you stay with me all the time?"

"No, Master." Qing Huan's mood sank, and she dared not look into Nan Yang's eyes anymore, "...I can't."

Nan Yang turned her head away, unable to see the expression on her face clearly.

"Sorry, I……"

"Let's go to Zangshu Pavilion to have a look." Nan Yang said suddenly.

"Library Pavilion?"

"Well, Library Pavilion."