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Yun Qiu ran into the living room, her face still bashful. Yu'er couldn't help but be curious; of course she knew it was related to Young Master.

Why did the young mistress call Young Master? Instead of coming, the young mistress ran back, at a loss of what to do? Yu'er's mind was filled with all kinds of funny things.

Yun Qiu knocked on Yu'er's head, his face red with embarrassment. Yu'er could not help but be stunned. Yun Qiu's current appearance was truly alluring and alluring! Yun Qiu was panting lightly. His clothes were a little messy, but his face was unusually flushed.

Yu'er secretly thought in her heart, 'Could it be that the brave Young Master has put Miss on the spot?' As Yu'er thought about it, she couldn't help but be shocked. So Young Master is such a man! But why did Miss look so nonchalant? Yu'er peeked at Yun Qiu from the corner of her eyes, wondering if she should be concerned about Yun Qiu.

Before he could ask, he heard Yun Qiu say, "Don't let your thoughts run wild!"

The corner of Yu'er's mouth twitched. Alright, then she won't think about it anymore.

Yu'er's eyes flashed with curiosity as she asked, "Miss, did something happen just now?" "Why are you running so quickly?"

Mentioning what had just happened, Yun Qiu couldn't help but recall the night flute's half-naked appearance. His heart couldn't help but thump loudly. Yun Qiu covered her face with her sleeve and whispered, "There's nothing wrong, Yu'er. If you're hungry, you can eat first. Don't worry about us …" Right now, Yun Qiu really couldn't eat it. After all, his heart was still in a mess.

It was really strange. Why did it feel so mysterious?

In the afternoon, Yun Qiu was embroidering in her room. This action proved that Yun Qiu was actually troubled in his heart; otherwise, Yun Qiu's behavior would have been too bizarre.

Yu'er was extremely curious as she watched the silly smile on Yun Qiu's face, then the scene where his mind was distracted with needles, shaking his head and sighing at the same time.

Yu'er said coquettishly, "Miss, what happened? Just tell Yu'er or I'll die from depression! "

Yun Qiu couldn't stand Yu'er's coquettish actions, and since he did have such an idea in mind, he hesitated. "Yu'er, I, I …" Aiya! Just how was she supposed to explain this to Yu'er? Yun Qiu's face turned red, but she had no choice but to stop.

Yu'er was already prepared in her heart, but seeing Yun Qiu keep his mouth shut, she was instantly at a loss.

"Miss …" Yu'er had no choice but to use her trump card and pretend to be pitiful. Yu'er knew that Yun Qiu couldn't stand her at all.

It worked. Yun Qiu's expression softened as he spoke again, "Yu'er, there's actually nothing wrong …" Yun Qiu really could not say such a thing.

Yu'er asked wisely, "Miss, could it be that you and Young Master …" Finally, the raw rice was cooked into cooked rice?

Looking at the ambiguous and excited look in Yu'er's eyes, Yun Qiu's face instantly turned red. She didn't know how to explain herself. Moreover, when Yu'er saw her reaction, she was already sure that her guess was correct. Yun Qiu knew that once Yu'er had decided on something, she would only be a nuisance, so there was no point in explaining it now.

Yun Qiu sighed helplessly. He knew it was no threat to Yu'er, but he still said, "Don't let your thoughts run wild!"

Yu'er smiled and nodded. Indeed, she didn't think too much about it! She had only exaggerated the love story between Young Master and Miss!

If Yun Qiu were to know of Yu'er's thoughts at this moment, he would definitely roll his eyes and give her a good thrashing.

But at this moment, Yu Er couldn't, because there was a knock on the door at the right time. Yu Er hurried to open the door, and the flute was standing outside in plain clothes.

The Night Flute's gaze directly landed on Yun Qiu. Although Yun Qiu had his head lowered, he could still see the blazing gaze of the Night Flute. Yun Qiu was very nervous, feeling as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

Yu'er, on the other hand, indistinctly pushed Yun Qiu away and said softly, "Miss, young master has come to find you. Why aren't you going?"

Yun Qiu remained motionless. It wasn't that she didn't want to go, but she still didn't know how to face the flute. Thus, he could only be a cowardly turtle.

Yu'er was definitely a maid who understood her master very well. She directly pushed Yun Qiu out of the door, and then respectfully blessed Ye Di, "Young Master." He then mercilessly closed the door.

Yun Qiu wanted to cry, but no tears came out. This was clearly her and Nightmare's room, okay? Just as Yun Qiu was thinking this, the door opened. Yu'er walked out apologetically, "Miss, your servant has left."

Yun Qiu saw a profound look in Yu'er's eyes. "Miss, please work hard. Yu'er knows you can do it!" Yun Qiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Night Flute held Yun Qiu's hand. Although he felt that Yun Qiu was leaving the group a little, he said nonchalantly, "My wife, are you still shy?" This was how the flute asked Yun Qiu directly. Under the gentle gaze of the flute, Yun Qiu nodded without the slightest backbone.

She really felt embarrassed! Hearing Yun Qiu's reply, Yeye actually couldn't help but laugh. "My wife, don't mind that we're already husband and wife."

Of course Yun Qiu knew, but her thoughts and the words of the flute were very different. The flute seemed to her to be a special existence, as if she had known him for a long time.

The night flute suddenly stood still as it looked at Yun Qiu. Yun Qiu was so nervous that he stood rooted to the spot, only to see the handsome face of the flute getting closer and closer. Yun Qiu's heart was already in her throat but she was already prepared to close her eyes.

However, she only saw the flute raise its hand to stroke her long hair, as if it had taken something away for her. "Wife, pay attention to the leaves."

It turned out that the leaf had landed on her head! So it wasn't to kiss her! Yun Qiu was a little disappointed. He suddenly felt his face burning again. He was truly embarrassed. However, the movements of the flute just now seemed as if it really wanted to kiss her! Yun Qiu felt vexed and embarrassed at the same time. His husband had gone too far …

Upon noticing Yun Qiu's uneasiness, Yeye asked caringly, "My wife, what's wrong?"

Yun Qiu quickly shook his head. "Husband, I have nothing to do …" However, he felt it was too strange. A strange feeling flowed through his heart, and he suddenly felt that the flute now seemed to be different from before.

The charm of the night flute from before caused Yun Qiu to involuntarily feel nervous. His heartbeat quickened; it was obviously not the ordinary night flute. But now the flute was different. Yun Qiu lifted his head to look at the flute, only to see his eyes brimming with affection and gentleness. He couldn't help but feel reassured.

Yun Qiu felt that the current Night Flute was her husband, but sometimes she also felt that everything was unreal. There were two sides to the Night Flute's personality, and it was very different.