The light of day dawned. Ling Shang opened his eyes suddenly, and there was still a layer of light purple under his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the light purple layer quietly faded again.

It quickly dawned on him that he should soak in the Ink Lotus Pond – not in bed.

"Whoa! Hurt! A pig-killing howl came from under the bed.

Ling Shang was slightly stunned at a fresh and beautiful body on the ground, and moved his feet.

Ye Mushen rubbed his shoulders and sat up, muttering greetings to Ling Shang's ancestors for the eighteenth generation.

But when he saw Ling Shang's bottomless eyes, he was distracted again.

He stammered and asked, "Ling Shang...... You, you, you're awake? ”

"Get out." Ling Shang stiffly spat out two words.

He straightened up motionlessly, as if he would be wiped out when he touched Ye Mushen.

A resentment surged into Ye Mushen's chest, piercing his heart, "Hey, you're too unreasonable!" It took me a lot of effort last night to drag you out of the dark pool, and you didn't even say thank you, and you ......."

Ling Shang frowned in disgust.

Ye Mushen took a deep breath and meditated on the Buddha's mind. In front of the beauty, you should still maintain your demeanor.

But the grievances of being abandoned in the deserted Qintian Prison Mansion three days ago and the exhaustion of the previous night's hard work and resentment as Ling Shang's subordinates were intertwined in his heart, and it was a miracle that he did not run away at this moment.

"Don't worry, I'm a decent gentleman, even if I really covet your beauty, I really didn't do anything last night......" Ye Mushen cleaned up the floor and comforted Ling Shang, "Besides, your beauty is still so little worse than mine, isn't it?" ”

In the latter sentence, Ye Mushen said very empty-heartedly. But there was no way, he wanted to convince Ling Shang that he was interested in his talent, not his beauty.

Or it could be said that he didn't want Ling Shang to see him as a superficial Yan dog.

"By the way, what's the matter with that ink lotus on your back?" Ye Mushen pretended to ask casually, "Don't say what kind of tattoo it is, I don't eat this set." ”

Ling Shang didn't answer, and Ye Mushen didn't feel cold. He stretched his waist and got up, and changed his clothes in front of Ling Shang without seeing any other places, "Master saw you from head to toe last night, and if you don't look back, you will suffer a big loss." ”

Ling Shang looked at his nose and nose and heart, and ignored it.

"Haha, Boss Ling is really not an ordinary person, and his face is not red," Ye Mushen straightened his clothes three or two times, and raised the corners of his mouth playfully, "Boss Ling's skin is really white...... Tsk, I knew I would have watched it more carefully last night. ”

Ling Shang was still expressionless. Ye Mu put away the joke knowingly. He looked at Ling Shang's pale lips, a little worried, "Miss Yue Yan said you were sick, what's the matter?" ”

"What are you going to do?" Ling Shang did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Isn't that clear? Come and see you. ”

"Your horse isn't here." Ling Shang walked to the door as he spoke, ready to go out.

"Speaking of Yingxiao to send you, am I such a stingy person?" Ye Mushen frowned dissatisfiedly, "Ling Shang, I'm really just here to see you." ”

"Let me celebrate Mrs. Zhou's birthday, it's impossible."

"I really, just came to see you as a friend," Ye Mushen felt bitter in his throat, "You are sick now, I am the most principled of the hall master, do not take advantage of the fire to rob, and do not talk about business with patients." ”

The door creaked open.

Although Ling Shang was only wearing a thin single coat, he was extremely cold in the sparse morning light, and he could only watch from a distance.

Ye Mushen thought to himself, this guy must be disgusted that he dressed him, and he must be going to take a bath and change clothes at this time.

Ling Shang didn't know what herbs he had planted in the courtyard, and the early morning air was particularly refreshing.

Ye Mu practiced Tai Chi for a while, and then went out to buy breakfast.

After a few years of wandering, there is only one word for the diet - "meat".

He was a pure man who had to drink the broth earlier, but Ling Shang ......

He lingered for a long time in front of several breakfast shops nearby, finally bought a meat bun to nibble on, and walked back with empty hands.

Really, to win over Ling Shang, you don't have to be humble enough to run errands to buy breakfast for him!