The principle of keeping the heart of the blackened housekeeper

The moon mirror hanging in the air has a tendency to dim. Even the wind in the midsummer night has become dry and tingling. He took out the key, inserted it into the lock, and turned it with great force to open the door.

Xu Wang was glad that his wife and Jiang Ruosui were already sound asleep. He groped in the dark and followed his familiar track to return to the room first, but met Qiuyue at the corner.

Even if you don't see the traces on Xu Wang's body clearly, you can still see his dilapidation from the outline of his body, especially when Xu Wang walked over and wanted to make a "hush" movement with Qiuyue, she could see a drop of blood visible to the naked eye coming from him. dripped down his face.

His eyes widened in horror, Xu Huang hurriedly rushed over to stop the fright that was about to come out, he couldn't help but let out an uncontrollable howl as his wound was affected.

"Don't, don't disturb the young master."

Qiuyue brought him into the room almost behind Xu Wang's back. The light was turned on with a "snap" at a rapid and ruthless speed. Xu Wang sat on his bed to rest, and persuaded him with some helplessness: "I just had something wrong. Accident, don't vent your anger on my lamp."

Qiuyue didn't listen to his nonsense, and acted as if she was about to go out to call Aunt Qiu, Xu Wang wanted to stop her, but her body couldn't take it anymore, so she could only let Qiuyue run out.

He took off the shirt that had been ravaged by him for an unknown amount of time, and another one was broken. He threw the shirt on the ground with some pity, bent down and dug out the medicine box from under the bed to apply medicine to himself.

The footsteps came from far to near, Xu Wang, who was focused on dealing with the wound, was not vigilant, and the slightly slow footsteps did not seem to be the actions that Qiuyue, who knew the truth, should make.

"Qiuyue, I'm really fine. I'll take the medicine and I'll be fine. Don't bother Auntie Qiu." The upper body turned around, with a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth, but before the smile could be retracted, his face was stiff, and he was so shocked that he almost fell down. "Master?!"

Jiang Ruosui was barefoot, his slender legs were exposed in the air, and one of his legs was still injured, and he didn't know how long it took him to walk over.He was still wearing pajamas, with a tired face, and tears from sleepiness in the corners of his eyes, he should have been woken up.

"Young master, bare feet are not good for your health." Xu Wang slammed his medicined hands, almost realizing that the moment the young master had no shoes on, he wanted to rush over to carry the young master back to his own room.

It's a pity that Jiang Ruosui didn't appreciate it, he shook off his extended hand, stepped back a few steps, and could still hear a trace of pain in his lazy tone: "Don't touch me."

The young master has never been to Xu Wang's room. Although it was Jiang Ruosui's place to store toys before, the things in this room belonged to him since he took Xu Wang in.

Jiang Ruosui ignored his obstruction, and walked into the house as before. The cabinet where toys were originally placed was still filled with toys, almost the same as 12 years ago.The things I liked when I was young will only feel ashamed if I look at them when they are older, Jiang Ruosui hastily glanced around and then sat on Xu Huang's bed.

"Take the initiative to say what you did."

Jiang Ruosui was interrogating him about his wounds. Xu Huang lowered his head and remained silent. He was still holding the cotton swab that was intended to be soaked in alcohol to wipe the wound, rubbing the cotton wool on it with his fingertips. The smell of alcohol was in the air. Volatile and extremely pungent.

"The Jiang family won't be polite to outsiders." So far, Xu Huang naturally understood what Jiang Ruosui meant. If he was bullied because of outsiders, Jiang Ruosui, as his master, would not let anyone bully him. People are better off.

Cheng Huan's words are vivid in his mind, like a curse that has not yet worked, hanging around Xu Wang's life. It seems that neither saying it nor saying it can change his thoughts about the young master, but it is like a knife hanging on his head. As long as the line loosens its vigilance, the knife will cut off his head without hesitation.All this, only he himself knows what a tragic end will be if all the silk veils are revealed.

"Thank you, young master, for your concern. I'm fine. I fell down."

Jiang Ruosui's eyelashes trembled slightly. Hearing this sentence was like receiving some unwanted message. He stood up from the bed, walked straight to Xu Wang, and waved his hand without responding to him. Time left him immediately.

After Jiang Ruosui left, Aunt Qiu came in, and took Xu Wang's hand distressedly, with a tone of hatred: "What are you thinking, kid, I'm so anxious, tell the young master no Is everything all right?"

Xu Wang was led by Aunt Qiu to sit on the place where the young master had just sat, and he was given medicine. The warmth in his buttocks was still warm, and his hand was stroking the quilt next to his buttocks. The position of the heart, every inch of the face's network cells are happy that the young master cares about him.

Seeing Xu Huang's smirk, Auntie Qiu touched his forehead with a strange expression, and couldn't help but be angry with him: "Have you been beaten stupidly, you just let me, an old woman, piss me off!"

"The young master cares about me." Unspeakable thoughts rippled in his mind, the threat of being cursed was far worse than the young master's words of concern.

"I've slapped you for what you care about. Why don't you listen to your words? Don't laugh! I'll give you a slap if you laugh again!"

Only then did Xu Wang timidly withdraw his smile.

No one will understand his thoughts.

This kind of happiness lasted for a long night, but the next day when he went into the young master's room to change his clothes as usual, the doorknob could no longer be turned.

Xu Wang, who soon realized the seriousness of the problem, froze, frowning and remained silent.His young master never locked the door when he got angry with him, because Xu Wang knew that the delicate young master had always enjoyed his pervasive service, no matter how much he messed with his bottom line, Jiang Ruosui would only take his anger out on him, and Not so closed.

The familiar door is no longer open for him, who will it be for?

who is it!

"Master, are you up yet?" The sudden fall showed that the master was in a bad mood, but even so, he could only try to arouse the young master's desire to serve him outside the door.

"Brother Xu Wang, I've finished dressing the young master, and I'll be out soon." The voice in the house was a voice that Xu Wang was no longer familiar with, and it was also Qiuyue who was specially told by Aunt Qiu to take care of her.

For a second, Xu Wang even wanted to ruthlessly break through this barrier, hide the skin of the young master taking off his clothes in front of Qiuyue possessively, and then gouged out the eyes of Qiuyue who had seen the young master's body!

Even though he was convinced that he and Qiuyue would get along so well, he would still be set on fire when he encountered something about the young master.

He couldn't accept the young master's betrayal, nor could he accept the young master's ruthlessness.

The cold hand felt painful, and the nerves were throbbing on the forehead. I don't know how much effort it took to dig out the layer of dark desires.