By the time Orange ran to her courtyard, Wan'er's hands were already hot.

Wan'er was in the orange's arms, hugging the orange's neck, talking nonsense in a delirious manner.

The rustling of rain outside, clanging on the roof of the courtyard and the flowers and trees, made it impossible for the orange to hear what Wan'er was saying.

Orange went to her bedroom and put Wan'er on her bed.

Seeing Wan'er frowning and pulling the clothes on her body, she understood Wan'er's discomfort, and wanted to help Wan'er change her clothes without thinking too much.

When his hand almost touched Wan'er's clothes, Orange suddenly woke up when he saw the two white rabbits looming in Wan'er.

Wan'er is a girl, how can she help other girls change their clothes, what if this makes other girls wake up?

The thinking of this world is the same as that of ancient times, even if it is slightly better, but if you look at Wan'er's body, it is still equivalent to ruining Wan'er's life.

But the clothes are still soaked, and it is definitely not okay for Wan'er to continue to wear them, which will make Wan'er sick.

It's terrible, it's not that you don't take it off, and just as Orange was pacing back and forth in a hurry, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Little young master, the eldest young master asked the two of us to send clean clothes and warm ginseng soup. ”

Syllable!

Orange patted his head, he was really dizzy, he couldn't call someone else, isn't this a savior?

"Come on in!"

"Little master, this is... ”

"Don't say more, if you have something to do, put down the ginseng soup and go into the bedroom. ”

Orange hurriedly called the two maidservants in and walked out.

As soon as the two maidservants closed the door and saw the little master, they were interrupted by the orange when they instructed them to put the ginseng soup on the table outside anyway, and pushed the two of them into the bedroom.

"Ahh ”

"Little master, don't push me, you want me to me... ”

The two maidservants were frightened by the anxious appearance of the orange, and when they saw him pushing the two of them to the bedroom, they suddenly thought of the rumors of various rich families among their subordinates, and their faces immediately flushed.

However, if they are taken by the little master, wealth and wealth will be in front of them, which makes them struggle back and forth between reason and life.

Of course, Orange didn't know what they were thinking now, and all that was in her mind was what I was going to do if Wan'er was sick.

"Go, help me take off the girl's clothes on the bed, and tell me when I'm done. ”

Walking outside the screen in the bedroom, Orange pointed to the location of his bed.

When the two maidservants heard this, they realized that they wanted to be crooked, and they didn't dare to look at the orange, so they lowered their heads and trotted all the way around the screen to the orange's bed.

Orange was admiring his cleverness outside the screen when the sound of Suo Rustling undressing sounded in the room.

When Orange heard the voice, some strange images appeared in his head, and his face turned red instantly.

Although Orange wanted to move outside, his legs and feet didn't obey him, so he stood there until the sound in the room returned to normal.

Da came with a sound of footsteps, and it was the two maids who came out.

"Back to the young master, it has been done according to your wishes, may I ask the young master if there is anything else to order?"

Orange was startled by their voices, withdrew from her thoughts, looked down at herself in embarrassment, and breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought that I was fortunate to be only 8 years old, otherwise it would be embarrassing to set up a small tent in front of my subordinates.

Orange coughed twice, straightened his face, and asked the maid to stand down.

It's just that the face is so red, and the childish face is funny and cute no matter how you look at it.

The two maidservants looked at the strange and blushing cute little master like a monkey's buttocks, pursed their lips and smiled secretly, and said, "Then don't disturb the little master, the slave and maid will retire", and exited the room under the puzzled gaze of the orange.

The slave maid held her blushing little face: "Wow, I was scared to death before, at first I thought that the little master was going to want me... Oops, shame on you. ”

Slave Yi pretended to be serious and disdainful: "You don't look at your appearance, how can the little young master fall in love with you, the one in the room is so beautiful." ”

Slave A pinched Slave B's waist: "You still say that I, your own little sassy appearance, don't you think the same way, but it's true that the little master's bed is so beautiful, and the skin is good." ”

Slave Yi screamed when she was pinched, and she returned her hand and began to tickle Slave Jia: "Ah! You little prodigal hoof, dare to pinch me, see how my sister punishes you!"

Slave Jia hurriedly begged for mercy and diverted the topic: "Sister spare my life, sister spare my life, I said that the little master is so cute, and in the end, he pretended to be serious, poof... ”

Slave Yi nodded frantically: "Yes, yes, I really want to love it in my arms, but I think the little master is more like a little princess, hehehe... ”

Slave A took advantage of B's unpreparedness and pinched B again, and then hurriedly ran away: "Dare to discuss this son behind his back, I'm tired of it, right?

The slave girl lifted her skirt and chased after her: "The little wave hooves pinch me again, you're finished!"

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Of course, this series of small interactions is not only unknown to Orange, but also to the rest of the Mu family.

The heavy rain at night put on the perfect invisibility cloak for these two maidservants, and this little story is a little story that only these two little maidservants can know and experience the joy in it.

The story returns to the Orange Villa.

After sending the two little slaves away, Orange exhaled, picked up the ginseng soup and walked into the bedroom.

Wan'er was already lying in the quilt of the orange and fell asleep quietly, and the orange sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Wan'er's perfect sleeping face, and was stunned for a while.

Suddenly, Wan'er frowned, stretched out her little hand and groped wildly, muttering about the little young master and the little young master, the orange held the little hand, and said softly I am here, and Wan'er was quiet again.

This hand is held, one hand is holding the ginseng soup, you can't feed Wan'er to drink, Orange had to put the ginseng soup on the bedside table on the side first, gently break Wan'er's little hand, lift the quilt corner. . .

Burst!

Orange almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, touched the bottom of his nose, but fortunately did not bleed.

What the hell are these two little girls doing, no wonder they didn't bother in the end, it turned out that this was the case, Wan'er was naked in her own bed!

Although there is only one quilt horn, the orange still sees some of Wan'er's perfect delicate body like a work of art, half a little white rabbit, and a willow waist that Yingying holds...

I couldn't think about it, so I quickly stuffed Wan'er's hand into the quilt cover, picked up the ginseng soup next to it, and fed it carefully.

Due to Wan'er's semi-comatose state, it was extremely difficult to feed, and a spoonful almost usually flowed out, and the oranges were fed while rubbing, and it took a long time to finish feeding.

"Ouch, this caregiver is so tired, Sister Wan'er has always taken care of me before, how can she bear it as an ordinary girl. ”

Orange stretched her waist and put the empty bowl on the table beside her, glancing at the sleepy Wan'er with gratitude and distress.

After feeding the soup, Orange stood up, walked over to the clothes on the hanger on the side, and began to change clothes on the spot.

The two slaves and maids sent a bowl of ginseng soup and a set of orange clothes, in fact, these should be oranges.

In this kind of big family, the maids and male servants are all slaves and bought out, so no one cares about the life or death of the subordinates, just a small slave.

Let's not talk about just having a serious illness, even if you are seriously ill, you will die of illness and just a casually buried corpse and a personnel replacement account.

In the deep pool of this kind of family, this kind of thing can't even turn over a wave.

This is the world of the jungle, where everyone can only live as happily as possible in the moment, without any other thoughts.

Originally, Orange wanted to leave the clothes for Wan'er, but the clothes didn't match Wan'er's figure at all, and they were too small, so they had to do it.

The bed was occupied by Wan'er, and the sky was already a little dark because of the busy night.

Although Wan'er's health has improved a lot, she still needs someone to take care of her, so she can't practice and sleep, and Orange sat at the head of the bed boredly, not knowing what she could do.

By the way, how did you forget it!

took out the package he bought before from the reincarnation space, found the box he cared about from the meal, and threw the rest back into the reincarnation space.

Orange took the box in his hand and looked at it carefully, and the box was not too big, and it was not too small to say small.

The box is about 30 centimeters long, about 20 centimeters wide, and about 10 centimeters high.

Therefore, it is not correct to say that it is a box, but it is more like a brick.

Orange took the box in his hand and shook it, and there seemed to be a sound of liquid flowing inside, which made Orange even more curious about what was inside.

After looking for a long time, there was no opening or mechanism, which made the orange anxious, and couldn't help but get angry, and he gripped and broke and stepped on the box.

It's a pity that the texture of the box is very strange, not gold, not wood, not iron, I don't know what material it is, but it is extremely hard, the orange has exhausted all means, and even the hammer has broken one, but the box has no reaction.

The more oranges are like this, the more excited they are, what material can be so hard, and how many years will it take for the patterns on it to wear to such an extent, and this may be a treasure.

Orange remembered that some treasures don't want some blood to recognize the Lord, then try to put it, put your finger in your mouth and bite it, day, it hurts!

Why don't those people even frown when they bite their brows in TV novels? Don't think about it, quickly press your hand down on the box, one second, two seconds... One minute... Two minutes...

Fuck off your sister, there is no reaction at all, even if you open it now, even if it is a rare treasure in front of me, Lao Tzu will not touch this box again!

Orange angrily threw the box to the corner of the room, and the box rolled over a few times, quietly there, still unresponsive.

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After a while, Orange was angry, secretly glanced at the box, looked around weakly, smiled awkwardly, ran over to pick up the box and wiped it clean, hugged it in his arms and returned to the bedside.

"Just kidding, it's so fragrant! But what the hell should I do?

After saying that, the orange stared at it and probed his spiritual power into the box.

But there was no reaction at all, as if a pebble had been thrown into the sea.

Horses, I don't believe it, come again.

This time, the orange directly used eighty percent of its spiritual power and rushed into the box at once.

"Bump!"