As she spoke, she lifted the quilt, "Housekeeper, wait a moment, I'll get you some wound medicine after I put on my clothes, and you send it to the wounded."
Mo Siyu was informal and used to being casual, and was sitting up to get dressed, but the butler couldn't stay any longer, and hurriedly avoided the door and exited the door: "Don't, don't, you're lying down, the old slave is rude, the pharmacy There are a lot of medicines in it, so don't bother you, Miss Yu Mo."
With that said, he left the bedroom as if fleeing, and closed the door behind him.
The butler stood at the door, patted his heart, and breathed a sigh of relief: "He can't enter Miss Yu Mo's guest room at will in the future. If he encounters today's scene again, it will be bad."
The clothes thrown randomly on the ground, the heads buried in the same quilt, thinking of these, the housekeeper always blushed.
When they came to live in the Priest's Mansion last time, the two of them had only one guest room. If I had known this, I would have given them one room again. Why bother arranging two guest rooms?
His old face is completely lost.
When the sound of footsteps outside disappeared, Mo Siyu lay back on the quilt again, and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Fortunately, he came back in time. If it wasn't like this, the housekeeper would have noticed."
Chu Chuyan also lay down beside her: "Yeah, I just don't know if there are really assassins in this priest's mansion, or if the guards regarded our figure as an assassin, or they regarded Aoki's figure as an assassin .”
Mo Siyu lowered his voice: "I always think that Aoki is a bit weird, what do you think?"
"I think he's extremely eccentric, too."
"Every time I walk through the corridor near the pharmacy, I can smell the looming smell of blood, have you smelled it?"
"Well, it seems to be not far from the pharmacy, but isn't the corridor closest to the pharmacy blocked?"
"Yeah, this is what I can't understand. The priest's mansion is so big and there are so many yards. Why seal a long corridor?"
…
The two chatted ramblingly for a while, feeling sleepy, Mo Siyu yawned, and finally asked, "Aren't you going back to your room to rest?"
After waiting for a while, there was no answer.
Mo Siyu asked again: "Brother Yan, it's late, why don't you go back to your room to sleep?"
The sound of even breathing rang in my ears.
Mo Siyu: "..."
Brother Yan fell asleep so soon?
She approached Chu Chuyan, stared at his handsome face for a while, and said to herself: "The one who was talking just now fell asleep so quickly?"
It's good, it's already dark outside, if you wake up Brother Yan, drive him back to his room, and mess with him casually, it will be dawn.
Mo Siyu yawned again, that's all, let him stay here tonight.
Mo Siyu closed her eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.
In the darkness, Chu Chuyan opened his eyes, turned his head slightly, looked at the person beside him who was already asleep, bent his eyebrows, turned sideways, and stared at her face for a while.
From the love at first sight in the clear water pool at the back of Tian'en Temple, to the glimpse in Yuecheng, to the joy of the two now, at this moment, in the dead of night, thinking back, Chu Chuyan still feels like he is dreaming , the beauty is a little unreal...
He gently held her hand in the quilt, couldn't help but smiled again, and lightly touched her forehead with his thin lips: No matter what the future holds, this is already very good, and what needs to be faced will always be faced , the future will be decided in the future...