Hearing Zhou Shi's strange request, Steward Mo was slightly stunned.

But he, who was also very familiar with Zhou Shi, couldn't help but smile after a while.

He didn't dare to ridicule Zhou Shiyi, so he smiled directly and said, "Okay, then I'll push you down." ”

Zhou Shi did not continue to speak, but reached out and touched the wheelchair and took the initiative to sit back in the wheelchair.

Looking at Zhou Shiyi, who was becoming more and more arrogant, Steward Mo shook his head helplessly, turned back to the bedroom and pushed the wheelchair out.

Steward Mo pushed Zhou Shiyi to the corridor of the basement as quietly as possible, and the black general, who heard the movement, suddenly stood up with a loud noise.

General Hei probably smelled Zhou Shiyi's smell, and his huge body shook his tail violently.

The Black General's movement immediately triggered the voice-activated lights in the hallway.

The entire corridor instantly lit up from beginning to end, and General Hei's black oily hair was immediately displayed in front of Butler Mo and Zhou Shiyi.

Even Steward Mo, who had long been accustomed to the black general, was still frightened to the point that his arm stiffened at that moment.

Zhou Shi also seemed to feel Steward Mo's reaction, and a flash of understanding.

In order not to let An Jinwei know that they had come, Zhou Shi also lowered his voice and ordered: "General Hei, lie down." ”

Hearing his master's order, General Hei immediately lay on the ground even though he was a little aggrieved.

Its brain hung between its paws, its ears swayed, staring at Zhou Shi aggrieved like a child.

Zhou Shiyi's eyes couldn't see, but his ears were extremely sensitive, and when he saw that General Hei was no longer moving, he said to Steward Mo: "Why didn't she cry?"

Steward Mo was asked by Zhou Shiyi's words, and there was a black line on his forehead.

He also thought that Zhou Shi was also here to care about An Jinwei, but it turned out that the eldest young master really came to listen to the girl crying.

So he replied without embarrassment: "Could it be that you are tired of crying and fall asleep?"

His family's Rui'er often cries and falls asleep like this.

Hearing this, he continued to ask, "You mean she's asleep?"

Steward Mo was finally speechless when asked this time, and in the end he could only guess: "Maybe!"

Steward Mo's words didn't fall, but he didn't expect someone to continue: "That...... Push me in and have a look......"

Hearing this, Steward Mo's eyelids couldn't help but tremble, and then asked, "Young Master, what do you want to ......?"

Mo Zhao thought that Zhou Shiyi would continue to make things difficult, so he hesitated a hundred times in his heart, he didn't want to push Zhou Shiyi in at all.

After a long time, he couldn't feel the wheelchair moving, and Zhou Shiyi's face darkened, "Mo Zhao, what am I going to do? When will it be your turn to decide?"

Zhou Shiyi's words were already full of anger, and Mo Zhao was afraid that An Jinwei would be unlucky in the end, so he could only say: "Young master, in fact, Miss An is quite pitiful. ”

"Mo Zhao, don't you think you're talking too much today?" Zhou Shiyi said in an undisguised cold voice this time.

Steward Mo didn't dare to continue to annoy Zhou Shiyi, so he walked directly to the door of the basement and tentatively pushed the door.

However, because she was crying and falling asleep, and there was a black general guarding the door, An Jinwei actually forgot to lock the door.

Mo Zhao easily pushed open the door of the basement and was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Jingwei by the light in the corridor.

He saw An Jinwei lying quietly on the mattress and falling asleep.

Only then did he turn around and return to Zhou Shiyi's side, and said to Zhou Shiyi: "Miss An is indeed asleep." ”

"Push me in, with a light movement. This time, Zhou Shiyi's voice couldn't hear joy and anger, only a faint and low voice.

Seeing Zhou Shiye's repeated requests, Mo Zhao didn't dare to disobey, so he could only push Zhou Shiye into the basement.

There was a light in the basement that was not on, and Steward Mo hesitated for a moment, but he didn't dare to turn on the light, for fear that he would wake up An Jinwei on the bed.

Just when he was guessing what Zhou Shiyi wanted to do, Zhou Shiyi said coldly at this time, "You go out first, I don't tell you not to come in." ”

Steward Mo hesitated a little when he heard this, and only nodded for a long time before turning around and walking out of the room, and finally gently helped Zhou Shiye close the iron door in the basement.

The dark basement is like the world in Zhou Shiyi's eyes at this moment.

It's been three years since the accident, and he's used to the darkness, but for the first time he's longed to see it.

He didn't know what An Jinwei looked like when she cried, and he couldn't imagine what An Jinwei looked like when she laughed.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch the edge of the mattress, but his fingers felt a faint touch at this time, which should be a woman's hair.

He had always known that this woman's hair was long and soft.

This is because the last time An Jinwei ran away and helped him deal with the wound on his forehead, she was relatively close, and there was always a strand of hair, constantly teasing his eyelashes, and constantly caressing the tip of his nose and cheeks.

Gently caressing the woman's forehead, but his fingertips inadvertently touched something wet and soft, like ...... Brushes?

At that moment, Zhou Shiyi had an impulse in his heart, he couldn't help but rub his eyelashes with his fingertips, but the corners of his lips involuntarily hooked up at this time.

The sleeping An Jinwei seemed to feel something?

She turned around with a mutter, her loose hair brushing over her fingertips that she hadn't had time to retract even when she had no time to retract.

That feeling is like someone holding a feather and constantly teasing Zhou Shiyi's heart.

He sat quietly in the basement, and although he couldn't see it, everything around him gradually became clear.

An Jinwei's inadvertent cinnamon fragrance was still faintly there, and the sound of regular breathing kept sounding, like a sleeping little beast.

It makes people feel weak and can't help but be pity.

This is the first time in Zhou Shiye's 26 years of life that he has felt such a feeling.

He suddenly panicked, and finally pushed the wheelchair by himself, and shouted coldly to the door: "Don't move!"

Steward Mo at the door heard Zhou Shiyi's voice and hurriedly pushed the door in.

At that moment, he first glanced at An Jinwei on the bed uneasily, and saw that An Jinwei was still sleeping quietly, so he breathed a sigh of relief and quietly pushed Zhou Shiyi's wheelchair away.

An Jinwei didn't sleep well, in her dream she dreamed of Xiao Baozi again, and when she was playing happily with Xiao Baozi, someone suddenly shouted in his ear: "Mo Zhao!"

An Jinwei opened her eyes dimly, but at this moment, she vaguely saw a person pushing a wheelchair past her eyes.

Because she fell asleep crying, Jingwei's brain was a little swollen, and she didn't notice it at all and turned over and continued to sleep.

Early the next morning, An Jinwei found that her ankle was swollen and she couldn't stand up at all.

But she still gritted her teeth and leaned against the wall, and moved to the kitchen little by little, ready to make breakfast for Zhou Shiyi.

Chef Qu looked at An Jinwei's swollen ankles and sighed, "I'll make today's breakfast." ”

Hearing this, An Jinwei looked at Chef Qu gratefully and said, "Thank you, Master Qu, but I'll come." I'm afraid that Zhou Shi will be angry with you too. ”

Listening to An Jinwei's words, Chef Qu continued to insist, but turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

After a while, Zhou Shiyi, who was in a wheelchair, was pushed into the kitchen by Chef Mo, and then Chef Mo said unceremoniously to Zhou Shiyi in front of An Jinwei.

"Third master, I don't care how you want to make things difficult for other people's little girls. But I declare that from this day onwards, no one will be allowed in this kitchen except for my people, except with my consent!"