Fengluo Pingyang

Ling Ji waited outside for a stick of incense before he heard Fang Yuesheng's summons from the room.

"Lingji, are you outside? I've finished washing."

Ling Ji pushed the door open and entered. The room was full of water vapor that had not yet dissipated, and a faint fragrance lingered in his nose. Fang Yuesheng had already consciously climbed onto his bed and wrapped himself in the quilt.

"Do you have clean clothes? I didn't bring anything." Fang Yuesheng wrinkled his nose.

Ling Ji took out his washed middle coat from the closet and handed it to him. Fang Yuesheng took it and stuffed it into the quilt. Seeing that Ling Ji was still looking at him with piercing eyes, he said displeasedly: "Don't look at it, it's strange .You go and tidy up the tub."

Ling Ji smiled helplessly, and without arguing with him, went to move the tub out by himself.The water in the bucket was still hot, so Ling Ji simply washed the remaining water, then poured out the water, rinsed the tub, washed the towels, and put them outside the window to air dry.

When he came in, Fang Yuesheng had already put on his coat.Fang Yuesheng is slightly shorter than him, but much thinner than him, so his underwear looks empty on Fang Yuesheng's body.Ling Ji walked to the desk and sat down, but his eyes were still fixed on Fang Yuesheng on the bed.He was rolling up the cuffs that were too long and too wide, complaining: "You look very thin, why are your clothes so fat?"

Ling Ji smiled, didn't answer, and didn't go up to help, just watched him tangled with his clothes.

Fang Yuesheng's long hair fell loose, and the tip of the hair was still dripping with water, which soaked the sheet in a short while.Ling Ji took another dry towel and walked over, and a black shadow enveloped him. Fang Yuesheng was startled, and retreated abruptly, staring at Ling Ji with a frown: "What are you doing?"

"I'll dry the young master's hair, so as not to blow my wet head and get a headache tomorrow morning." Ling Ji said softly.

Fang Yuesheng thought about it, and agreed to serve him.

Ling Ji carefully gathered Fang Yuesheng's long hair in his hands, squeezed out the moisture with a towel, inserted his fingers into the root of the hair, and gently massaged the fine white and clean scalp.

Fang Yuesheng narrowed his eyes comfortably, and the two of them seemed to have returned to the relaxed atmosphere in the mountains. No one needed to speak, they were silent, but comfortable and comfortable.

At some point, Ling Ji also sat on the bed, holding half of Fang Yuesheng's body in his arms, while slowly drying his hair with internal force, while skillfully massaging his head, shoulders and back with fingering.

Fang Yuesheng gradually fell lazily into his arms, closed his eyes and was half asleep and half awake. The oversized collar was turned up, revealing a white and delicate chest.

It's like raising a cat, Ling Ji suddenly felt this way, gently stroking him, he would slowly let go of his defenses, and let people hug him tenderly, and when he was hugged in his arms, he would slowly let go of his guard. It's so comfortable, I just want to hug it tighter and deeper, and never want to let go.

"Okay, no need to wipe, I'm going to sleep. You go out." Fang Yuesheng yawned suddenly, raised his hand to push Lingji away, and shrank himself under the quilt.

Ling Ji put the towel on the washbasin stand, and walked to the bed. Fang Yuesheng had already wrapped himself up tightly, with only his long hair scattered on the pillow.

Ling Ji wrapped a strand of hair on the pillow between his fingers, twirling, kneading, and twisting it ambiguously, but his face was still indifferent.

"Master, you slept in my bed."

"So what?" Fang Yuesheng pointed his head inside, didn't even bother to turn around, and said displeasedly: "Are you going to drive me out? I can't sleep in your bed?"

"My bed master naturally sleeps well." Ling Ji smiled, "It's just that there is only one bed in this room—"

Fang Yuesheng interrupted him, and the voice under the quilt was a little muffled: "You can go out and find a room to rest. Is it possible that you want me to sleep somewhere else? Who knows who slept with it, I will definitely not go."

Although Lingji has always been very respectful to him, and others say that Lingji is his loyal dog, and he doesn't have a good face towards Lingji on weekdays, Fang Yuesheng actually doesn't dare to treat Lingji like an ordinary servant.

On the one hand, it was because Ling Ji was originally a free body, and as a commoner, he was not a servant of his Fang family. Another even bigger reason was that Ling Ji had an inexplicable feeling that was clearly expressed in front of him all the time. He was sincere and humble, but Fang Yuesheng was always a little inexplicably apprehensive when facing him. Fang Yuesheng felt uncomfortable when he was stared at by his dark eyes that could not tell the depth and emotion.He felt that Lingji was actually a little scary.

Therefore, most of his bossy and bossy orders in normal times are vain and grandiose. It was okay when he was in Fangfu, it was his territory, so he was naturally not afraid of Lingji.But in this place, if Ling Ji insisted on driving him out now, Fang Yuesheng really wouldn't dare to hold back.

Thinking that he ran up the mountain alone, but he might be bullied by Ling Ji, and he was not even given a place to sleep. Fang Yuesheng felt extremely aggrieved, and he just huddled under the quilt and ordered him arrogantly, but He didn't dare to turn around and face Ling Ji to argue with him.

"Of course I won't drive the young master out. How can I let the young master go to sleep in a bed that other people have slept in." Ling Ji said with a smile, it seems that because the atmosphere at this time is very warm, even he said a lot There was some ambiguity that wasn't there in normal times.

"It's just that the young master can't drive me out." Ling Ji put one arm on the raised quilt, gently embraced the young master who was lying on his bed and was unwilling to get off, and he bent down , the mouth just rests on the edge of the soft earlobe.Ling Ji propped up his body carefully, keeping his pace, so as not to make Fang Yuesheng feel offended.

"There is only one bed here, if you don't get out, are you going to drive me out?" Fang Yuesheng continued to mutter.

"Why am I willing to drive the young master out?" Ling Ji patted the bulging quilt, and whispered in his ear.

The warm breath sprayed on his cheeks, and it was a little itchy. Fang Yuesheng raised his hand and scratched.

"Don't get so close to me." Seeing Ling Ji's gentle attitude, he would still obey him and would not disobey him, Fang Yuesheng became more courageous, "Then what do you want? Let's talk first, I will You must sleep in this bed."

The sheets and quilts on this bed are very familiar, apparently brought by Ling Ji from the Hou's mansion, which makes Fang Yuesheng, who is clean by nature, very comfortable.

"Master, leave me some space, I'll just spend the night by the bed." Ling Ji said with an authentic expression.

"You want to share a bed with me? No." Fang Yuesheng frowned upon hearing this, and immediately shook his head to object, "No, I never share a bed with anyone else."

"Then I have no choice but to go out and tidy up another room for the young master. Don't worry, young master, I will arrange the best room in Tianshuyuan for you. It is the courtyard where the prince lived in the old days when he was studying. It is the most noble. Young master No matter what, I will not wrong the young master."

Fang Yuesheng fell silent.Ling Ji looked at the bulging cotton bag and silently turned his back to him, and didn't rush to urge him to speak, but a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

After a while, Fang Yuesheng's voice came out hesitantly: "Can't you go to sleep by yourself...I have to go for whatever..."

"Then why. How can there be a reason why the young master wronged himself to live in my house, but I went to live in the best room? If there are good ones, they will naturally be for the young master."

"I'm not wronged by sleeping here..." Fang Yuesheng's muffled voice was really aggrieved.This Lingji is so annoying, why is he so serious about this kind of thing?He doesn't want to live in the best room the prince has ever lived in, why he doesn't understand.

The smile on Ling Ji's lips deepened, and he could not help laughing, but his voice was still serious: "Young master is considerate, so naturally he doesn't feel wronged. But in the eyes of others, this is a big wronged. But everyone If there are better ones, the young master cannot be made inferior."

Fang Yuesheng fell silent again, Ling Ji waited patiently for him, but saw that he had made up his mind not to speak, as if he had fallen asleep.

Ling Ji shook the bulging quilt bag: "Young master? Young master, don't sleep yet. Wait until I tidy up the room in Tianshuyuan, and then ask the young master to move."

"You're so annoying." Fang Yuesheng even pretended to be sleeping, but he saw through and interrupted him to prevent him from succeeding. He simply squeezed hard to the inside of the bed, "Sleep if you want to sleep together, don't bother me anymore."

Ling Ji finally stopped talking about tidying up the room and asking him to go out, only heard a small sound behind him, the curtain was lowered, the oil lamp was blown out by the wind from nowhere, and the whole room was darkened.

There was a warm body lying down behind him, not too close to him, not even touching his body, and the smell was actually very familiar to him, Fang Yuesheng finally felt at ease, sighed, and closed his eyes. Eyes fell asleep.