Young man, rich and easy to talk

Curiously, Ning secretly chased him to the backyard, and saw Master Youshi frowning and carrying out a man from the firewood shed. The man was sickly, wrapped in a fox-fur cloak and his face could not be seen clearly... He didn't know this When did a big living person hide in the woodshed!

Ning Gang shrank behind the wall, and an iron dart hit his feet suddenly, startling him.

"Lay another layer of cotton mattress on my bed, the quilt should be the softest and warmest kind." Wuming ordered.

"Ah?" Ning was dragged out from the corner of the wall, without any time to wonder, he trotted all the way ahead of Wuming to get the mattress and make the bed.Just as he was frantically fixing his hands and feet, Wuming had already barged in with big strides.Ning put his hands on the edge of the bed and looked at the person who was thrown onto the bed before he had time to ask, "Who is he?"

Hu Qiu's wide fur collar covered half of Qin Xichao's face, and Wuming reached out to push Ning away and approached further: "I picked it up from the bottom of the mountain, and I fell stupid after practicing qinggong."

"Ah?" Ning yelled again, blinked at him, shook his head and praised, "Oh, it's a pity, he's quite handsome."

Qin Xichao didn't have much strength, so he had no choice but to play around with others. Wuming lifted the quilt to cover him, stroked Qin Xichao's tightly closed eyelids and sneered, "It's nothing to regret. Since this person is stupid, he still doesn't want to leave. In the future, he will leave." They all sleep on my bed, warm my couch in winter, and he doesn’t even need to wear clothes when the charcoal fire is lit in the house.”

Ning is a very clever boy, regardless of his young age, he actually knows everything, and now he looks at Qin Xichao with a little more pity.

"Don't you think so?" Wuming bowed his head and hustled that person—that's what he insisted on saying. This person has always been so high-spirited, how could he tolerate being called such a dirty look.

But Qin Xi grabbed his hand instead, scratched his palm twice, pursed his lips and didn't know what to smile, neither admitted nor objected.

"It's really stupid." Ning moved closer curiously, looking at his handsome eyebrows.People outside are afraid of the right envoy, and the only one who can talk to the right envoy is Aman, who only jumps around once every ten days and a half months. He doesn't know that all envoys are boring. It would be more fun to have an extra fool with a broken brain to accompany him.

Thinking of this, he poked Qin Xichao's face, "Can you talk? What's your name?"

Qin Xichao thought he was asking him, so he opened his mouth and before he could make a sound, Wuming rubbed a finger on the seam of his lips, "He's a mute, I don't know what his name is, so just call him dumb." Qin Xichao Hearing this, the half-opened mouth pressed against Wuming's fingertips, and closed in cooperation.

"Hey," Ning laughed twice, pointing at the mute and asked Wuming, "He sleeps with you at night, can he practice with me during the day?"

Ning has no martial arts foundation, so he is very slow in learning crossbow skills. He was just practicing shooting moving objects recently. When Wuming heard that he wanted to use Qin Xichao to practice kung fu, he immediately refused, "No, you ask those under me to practice with you. Except for the dumb You don’t need to go anywhere on this bed, don’t provoke him.” After saying that, he waved him away, “Go, go, make a pot of chicken soup, make more good ones at night.”

"..." Ning pursed her lips, moved out reluctantly, looked back at Qin Xichao every step of the way, "You Shi, lend him to me..."

"Go, go!" Wuming waved his palm, and closed the door close to Ning's nose.

Qin Xichao heard the silence in the room for a moment, and then let out a soft sigh. He sat up with the support of the bed, looked vaguely towards the unknown direction, and whispered, "What's the matter, are you unhappy?"

Wuming straightened his face when he heard his words, and grabbed a pot of warm tea on the table.

Qin Xichao couldn't see him clearly, but felt that someone was walking quickly, covering the light in front of him.He was unprepared, his jaw was pinched open, the slender and warm spout protruded in, the body of the pot just tilted, and light tea with just the right temperature flowed into his mouth.

Not in a hurry, just paused, did not choke Qin Xichao for half a minute, moistened the stomach that had been dry for three days, but it was inevitable that clear water stains slipped from the corners of his mouth and fell into his collar .

Seeing that he had had enough, Wuming glanced at the glistening water mark on his neck, put down the teapot, and started to pick off Qin Xichao's clothes.The tough clothes are the ones I wear most often, they are very familiar, and it doesn't take long to take them off.He was tearing down layer by layer, Qin Xichao just looked at it motionlessly, there were blurred moving double images in his dizzy vision.

"I've been looking for you for a month, and I've missed you for a month," he said.

The nameless hand hanging on the tie of the middle coat hung on to the tie of the coat, and then he held the end of the rope and pulled slowly, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"I dreamed of you, and you wanted to stab me with a sword."

Wuming pulled off his belt, and the white jacket barely hangs on him, "You are a fool," he looked at the man in front of him gravely, "You are still dumb, you can't speak."

Qin Xichao bowed his head and smiled, "I'm just telling you."

After taking off the jacket, the skin that was suddenly exposed to the air was tight and tense, and a slender scar suddenly ran across the chest. It has been healed for a long time, but the color is lighter than the surrounding skin. It is a new wound that has not been more than a month old .Wuming scratched across the mark with two fingers, and the warm fingers formed a sharp contrast with the cold air, which aroused the soft hairs on Qin Xichao's body.

"May I ask you a question?" Qin Xichao lightly touched the fingers rubbing against his chest.

He looked at him without a word.

Qin Xi accepted him as his acquiescence, and said to himself, "If I like someone, but that person thinks that I like someone else, and now he refuses to talk to me and refuses to go home. If you are right... you will How to do it?"

Nameless raised his eyebrows.

"If I find him, he pretends not to know me. If it's you, what should you do?"

Qin Xichao's eyes were as clear as a clear pool, reaching to the bottom of his heart. Knowing that his eye disease was not cured, Wuming still turned his head away, pulled back his hand a few times, "I can only kill people, your problem is too complicated for me to understand If he leaves you, it means he doesn’t like you, and you don’t have to worry about what to eat and drink; if he doesn’t know you, it means you have found the wrong person, and you should leave immediately.”

There was a silence in the room, Wuming walked back and forth twice, and threw Qin Xichao a clean and warm robe, knowing that his eyes were only broken but he didn't know what disease he had, so he put it on for him, tied it and covered it with cotton. quilt.

"The envoy is joking."

When Wuming turned to leave, the man spoke.

"Since I can't persuade him to return, and the right envoy happens to be short of a bed pet, it's good to get together, it's so lonely this winter."

"..." Wuming looked back at him meaningfully, and said slowly, "It's up to you."

whatever he wants.

Qin Xichao really just settled on this bed casually, didn't go anywhere, sent Wuming away during the day, waited for Wuming to return at night, and never missed three meals a day. He really regarded himself as a right envoy. house guest.After coming and going again and again, many people also found out that their moody and uncontrollable right envoy, Mr. Right, raised a confinement man who never showed his face.

But even if they were curious, no one dared to break into the right envoy's room to find out if it was true or not.

Wuming asked the doctor in the door to diagnose and treat Qin Xichao's sick eye, and then the news got out.

The doctor used to be a shabby hut who practiced medicine barefoot, his medical skills were not very high, and his kindness was not very good, so he really couldn't get along, so he came here with a lot of money.I think I have never seen what a real beauty looks like. It is rumored that this young woman is delicate and frail and has a good appearance. Sickly, she leans on the bed, turns her shallow eyes, and wipes her warm and slender fingers on her body. Come on, that's a soul-stirring bastard.

When Qin Xichao himself heard this statement, his eyes were almost healed, and he was sitting at the table next to Wuming, drinking a small bowl of soup that was not too bitter.

Ning cooked a table of good meals, and was putting them up one by one, laughing while arranging, saying that they made such a foolish talk so mysterious.After laughing, Qin Xi sighed, and it was a pity why he fell so stupid.

Wuming was most annoyed to hear these gossips, especially how delicate and charming Qin Xichao was, and he broke a pair of bamboo chopsticks angrily.He turned his head and glanced at Qin Xichao who was wiping his mouth after drinking the medicine, silently took his rice bowl, filled two spoonfuls of boiled old hen soup, tore the chicken into pieces and sank into the bowl, Bring it to Qin Xichao to drink.

Ning tsk-tsk twice when he saw it, "There is no other place in the world where the master serves rice and soup for bed guests, except the right envoy."

With a flick of the chicken soup, Qin Xi took it with a palm, blew a spoonful of it before his mouth and fed it to Wuming.Wuming frowned, but he couldn't say anything. A bowl of nourishing chicken soup was just because of a joke from Ning, so you got the bottom of it every time you spooned it.

When Tang Liu got the exact news and wanted to visit Yi Er, he was persuaded to go back by Ning who laughed strangely, saying that his right envoy had already eaten and drank enough and rolled onto the bed with his heart in his arms.

Tang Liu naturally understood the matter of rolling the bed, but he felt a burst of embarrassment in his heart. At that time, he couldn't climb up Tang Wuming's bed, but now someone came out of nowhere and took it easily, and he had to even plan the big event. Forget it all.It's unfair for him to be overwhelmed here, but he has to be in fear by Fang Youli's side.

Tang Liu drank a cup of tea in the right envoy's hall and walked away sullenly.

Tang Liu stepped out of the hall with his front foot, and a black shadow flashed across the roof with his back foot, and jumped straight into the bedroom behind him.

Ever since Qin Xichao ran after Wuming impatiently, Liu Hua, who was looking around for news, was tortured.He searched all over the poisonous miasma forest but couldn't find any trace of Qin Xichao, so he had no choice but to hide his whereabouts and sneak in before making any plans.

He was worrying about losing Qin Xichao, and he didn't even have any news about his life or death. When he went back, he was going to explain to Wen Muyun, when he heard his disciples whispering about the right envoy's new male favourite.Although listening to that description, he couldn't help but create an image of a cowardly and hypocritical young man in his mind, but every bit of it may be a bit of hope.

Although Qian Manmen has been away for four years, the terrain has not changed much, and he found the territory of the right envoy after a little exploration.

Liu Hua avoided the numerous guards and turned to the outside of the nameless bedroom, and took a look, how could she dare to break in again.

I saw that the light in the room was yellow and thin, and the two overlapping figures were reflected on the thin window, and the eyes were full of lingering beauty.