Muhan Shuangcheng

The sedan chair was lifted very steadily, occasionally shaking, Zhang Linming's twinkling eyes closed again, and his head rested on Lin Qingyue's shoulder. Lin Qingyue was afraid that Zhang Linming would not sit still, so she fixed her hand on his waist, So when Zhang Linming's warm breath with the smell of alcohol scattered on his neck, it made him feel that the Mid-Autumn Festival was over, and he was still a little hot.

The sedan chair stopped in front of the steps outside the main gate of the Lin Mansion. Lin Qingyue calmed down for a while before she dared to lift the curtain of the sedan chair and go out. Fortunately, it was already dark outside, and even though his face was flushed, no one paid attention to him. What's more, when the bearers stopped, they always looked down at their own toes.

Turning around to help Zhang Linming out of the sedan chair, the sharp-eyed concierge had already seen his young master, and ran down a few steps, "Young master, you are back." He extended his hand and helped Lin Qingyue carry Zhang Linming into the mansion.

"Well," Lin Qingyue responded casually, "Is my father at home?"

"Go back to the young master, the master has gone to another village outside the city." The porter helped Zhang Linming into Lin Qingyue's room.

"Okay, you go down first." Lin Qingyue moved her arms and shoulders, glanced at the guy on the bed who hadn't woken up after such a big battle, looked at a weak-faced scholar with little flesh on his body, Why is it so heavy?Is it true that, as others have said, drunk people are particularly heavy?

"Master, are you back? Do you want to eat?" The butler's voice sounded outside the door.

"Hush!" Lin Qingyue signaled to keep quiet, but fortunately, the person on the bed still had her eyes closed and was breathing lightly.

"Young Master?" The steward also lowered his voice, "I heard that you brought back a man. It sounds like Vice-General Zhang? What's the matter?"

"Hey, I said housekeeper, you are very well informed," Lin Qingyue crossed her arms at the door and glanced at the housekeeper who was standing with her head bowed.

"Hey hey...young master, this old slave also cares about you, if you bring back some young lady, I don't know how happy the master will be." The housekeeper laughed.

"Okay, don't grow tongue like my father, cook me a bowl of hangover soup, and then ask someone to bring some water." Lin Qingyue usually has no good manners with servants, but as the head of the Lin family, she should have the aura. There will be a lot of time, otherwise you can't be the head of the family if you are romantic and unrestrained.

"Then young master, is this old slave going to tidy up another guest room?" The housekeeper put away his jokes and said seriously.

"No need, I'll finish it in the study tonight." Lin Qingyue turned and entered the room.

After a while, someone fetched water, twisted the veil, and wanted to wipe Zhang Linming's face, but unexpectedly, the pampered young master reached out and took the veil, "Go down."

The servant looked at his empty hands in surprise, is the young master serious?By the way, will it scratch the skin of Deputy General Zhang's tender face?

"Go to the kitchen and see if the hangover soup is ready? Bring it here when it's ready." Lin Qingyue took the veil and sat by the bed, turned her head and said to the dazed servant.

"Yes, master." Some of the servants went out towards the kitchen with hands and feet. Their young master is actually serving people. When did this happen?As a result, the next day in the Lin family, it was spread that their family had a top-notch business mind and a low-level hands-on ability. The young master learned to take care of others.The few people who often served Lin Qingyue were still a little disappointed. The young master knew how to do it himself, so they wouldn't be needed in so many places in the future.There are few masters in the house, and their servants don't have much work to do, so they will become lazy.

Holding the half-wrought handkerchief, Lin Qingyue didn't know where to start. It is true that since he was a child, he was well-clothed and his fingers never touched the spring water. Let alone taking care of others, others have always taken care of him.

Trying to recall how the next person served him. When he came back, he usually surrounded several people. Some served tea, some poured water, and some waited for him to change into comfortable home clothes. Ah... this is so annoying, Lin Qingyue He twisted the veil in his hand somewhat tangled, what should he do first?

It seems that I usually wipe my face first, so wipe my face first?He glanced at the disfigured handkerchief in his hand, luckily he could still wash the handkerchief, twisted the wet handkerchief again, and wiped Zhang Linming's tender face carefully.Under the influence of alcohol, Zhang Linming felt a little hot, his face felt cool, and he let out a sigh of relief. He instinctively rubbed against the coolness, but it touched Lin Qingyue's hand. For Zhang Linming, Lin Qingyue's hands were cooler than her face, so they were naturally comfortable.

The palms of her hands were rubbed lightly, feeling a little itchy, Lin Qingyue stopped her movements, under the bright candlelight, her wiped face was clean and fair, with a light powder, her eyelashes curled up, her eyebrows were picturesquely quiet, her cheeks and The nose is not as angular as that of ordinary men, but has smooth and soft lines, so the whole person looks warm and moist.

The face is light pink, very delicate, and the pores are almost invisible. When you get closer, you can even see the transparent fluff on the face. How many women are ashamed of themselves.

Throwing the handkerchief back into the water basin, a few drops of water splashed on her face, Lin Qingyue wiped it casually, tsk tsk, Zhang Linming's skin is obviously better than this young master's, her face doesn't seem to be as good as his Slippery, feel that wonderful touch again?

The hand stopped a finger away from Zhang Linming's face, swallowed his saliva, and his fingertips trembled a little, because Zhang Linming opened his eyes at this moment.