The decent boss always wants to attack me

The young master has been in a trance these days.

He obviously slept for a long time, but when he woke up, he still looked sleepy. He was lazy almost every day, and sometimes he would stand at his desk and write some poems or draw pictures when he was in a good mood.

He couldn't understand what was painted, and the young master forbade him to look at it.

Once when he was secretly standing behind watching his painting, he found out that the ink-stained rice paper was crumpled up and thrown over, and ordered him to burn it, even in front of his face.

Later, he stopped peeking from behind the young master, but Bai Qing was rarely so energetic, and more often he yawned and half-lyed on the bed in a daze, and over time there was a faint black circle under his eyes .

Chu Xiu's face became more and more gloomy.

On that day, the autumn sun was mild and the golden wind was dewy. He opened the carved jade window and asked Bai Qing, "Do you want to go out?"

The man raised his eyelids and took a look, then shook his head and said nothing, Chu Xiu immediately added: "I won't hold the young master, I will push you."

Bai Qing still looked lazy, raised his hand, yawned lazily and said, "No, I want to rest." After saying this, he raised his chin and looked out the window in a daze, as if through the fallen leaves of Danfeng. Look further afield.

Probably Bai Qing wanted to go out in the past, but Chu Xiu refused to let him go out. This time he offered to push him out for a walk, but the man refused him instead. This absent-minded and unwilling to talk to him successfully made him His face darkened a bit.

Bai Qing suddenly called him in a trance, and then asked slowly, "How do you solve the spell on me?"

The Eldest Young Master didn't get a response after asking this question for a long time, turned to look at him, and saw Chu Xiu standing behind him with a sullen face, and he bumped into the man: "What are you thinking?"

Chu Xiu said expressionlessly, "The people from the Hundred Souls Sect solved it."

Bai Qing frowned, thinking about Su Jiancheng's heartache as if being grabbed and twisted back and forth, unconsciously blurting out: "Who?"

"Mo Cong's Senior Sister."

"you recognize?"

"Not counting."

Chu Xiu's cherishment of words like gold and ambiguity did not make Bai Qing take a second look.

The young master sighed softly, propped his chin in a daze again.

He has always had some weird dreams these days. The longer he sleeps, the more he dreams, and the more tired he is when he wakes up, but when he falls asleep, he will be haunted by those dreams again, just like a certain TV station on time at eight o'clock every night. The super bloody plot that was played was a fucking serial.

The things in the dream had a profound impact on his mental power, so deep that he couldn't help himself to think about it. He murmured, "Chu Xiu, is the person who solved my spell called Ah Ji?"

By the way, is there such a person in the Hundred Souls Sect?

Chu Xiu frowned, didn't care about Bai Qing and didn't listen to him seriously, he went to the man and pressed his shoulder: "Who is Ah Ji?"

It seems not.

He waved his hand and was about to make a haha ​​and fool around, when he saw the expression on the face of the little ancestor who wanted to fight with someone, he hooked his fingertips helplessly at Chu Xiu, although the face was smelly, he still sat obediently Come here, Bai Qing put a hand on his shoulder and began to speak.

The woman's face in the dream was blurred, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but her figure was very slender, and she was a beauty from the back.

When he said this, Chu Xiu's expression changed slightly, he put his hand on the back of his head with a sullen face and tilted his head to kiss his lips, and sucked the tip of his tongue forcefully as if angry.

The young master had a strong desire to survive, so he obediently let him finish the kiss, and immediately skipped this topic and started to focus on the main point.

This woman's name is Aji, and Bai Qing experienced her youth in a dream. She is a very pleasing girl, but it is a pity that one day on the way to the town, she met a son-in-law.

The man looked handsome, gentle and jade-like, and looked like a scholar. The way they met was very special and bloody, the wild road with warblers and grass, pink peach petals flying all over the sky, and three or five The bandit leader who can't speak clearly.

It is also true to rob houses.

The scholar was passing by, and when he saw the little girl being bullied, he went up to the bandit and said, could it be clear that a scholar met a soldier?So before the stammering gangster took out his one-meter-long sword, the scholar tactfully pulled Ah Ji up and ran away.

The faint sweet fragrance of the peach blossoms and the touch from the fingertips seemed to reach him as well. In short, Ah Ji's heart was beating very fast.

After running a long distance, the scholar let go of his hand, put the folding fan at his waist under his thumb and bowed his hands in salute: "Xiaosheng Yanhua, I was the one who was rude just now, I hope Miss will forgive me."

"Banquet?"

Bai Qing half leaned on Chu Xiu's body, twirling the hair on his shoulders with his fingers: "You know him?"

The little ancestor ran his fingertips through him like a waterfall of blue silk, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his shoulders, and resisted the urge to hold the man in his arms: "It's a little familiar, I don't remember where I saw it before."

The young master was noncommittal, Chu Xiu didn't know what his head was made of, he said his memory was good, sometimes he was not so good, he said he didn't remember things, he remembered some things better than anyone else.

The love affair between Auntie and Yanhua had been talked about in his dream for three whole days, and it was so sweet that his toothache ached.

The scholar always looks serious, but the love poems are one after another. The green sandalwood single rice paper dyed with light crimson peach leaves is filled with several lines to confide his thoughts, and the fish-shaped letter is carved and painted. The solemn messenger sent it to Ah Xie.

Since ancient times, young girls have always been fond of spring, not to mention that Ah Ji had always had a crush on this handsome and refined man.

The two had been in contact for a long time, so he took Auntie to the temple to seek marriage, hung red cards, and went door to door on the eve of the Lantern Festival to ask for lanterns, begging others to let them put the lanterns he made with his own words on the lanterns.

He took Ah Mi to the highest bell tower, covered her eyes with silk, a whistle sounded, the red silk slipped down, and bright lights filled the night sky. He gently held Ah Mi's hand and said softly: "Ah Mi, I am pleased with you."

The scholar's eyes are so sincere that Bai Qing's heart trembles, who can resist this.

The applause and applause of countless young masters and ladies below the city tower collided with the accelerated heartbeat, Ah Ji lowered her head, pinched the red silk with her fingertips, and didn't know what to do.

Then it will be like a flower and a beautiful family member for you, like a year like water.

And you loosen the collar button, widen the clothes, and squeeze the sleeves a little bit, and I will wait for you to endure and sleep for a long time.

The "Scary Dream" that the scholar sang when he took Ah Mi to the opera garden kept echoing in Ah Mi's mind, and the delicate and euphemistic babbling tune was indulged with her in Qingyao Pool, ups and downs, whispering The soft whisper sounded in the ears, and the pretty red face carried the ambiguous feelings and heartbeat unique to girls.

At this moment, Ah Ji had only one thought in his mind.

This life is him.

Chu Xiu rubbed his fingertips on Bai Qing's cheeks, coveting the cool and soft skin of that person, and he didn't seem to be thinking about the young master's words. He absent-mindedly said softly: "Sounds like a good story."