Since the adults came back, anyway, they often need to avoid napping in the afternoon, and they all understand, they all understand.

Wu Ya lazily lay for a while, and then dragged her tired body to get up and dress and wash, ready to go directly to serve the adults for dinner later.

Otherwise, I always can't sleep well, I doze off during the day, and I am prone to dreaming and feeling more tired when I sleep recently.

After taking care of it, she drank another glass of water to moisten her throat, and a question came to her mind, is Min Xiu tired?

Come over every night, leave at dawn, and have to mess around with her at night, it seems, Min Xiu sleeps less.

Wu Ya suddenly found out in her conscience that she shouldn't let people come over every day, and she should be considerate.

Well, she's going to talk to him tonight.

Adults have always eaten quite punctually, and the end of the unitary hour is around the middle of the day, and the rest is to take a bath and change clothes and go to bed, or the adults will go for a walk and be accompanied by the honor.

Generally, there is no need for people to serve you.

Wu Ya stood aside as usual, and at the end of dinner, Xie Ling had something to leave, and the adults obviously didn't plan to take a bath and go to bed directly, but almost got on the melon fruit, leaned on the couch leisurely, and read the book.

Wu Ya smacked her lips, the adult spirit is good, "sleeping" for an afternoon, but I don't feel tired, and I still have the heart to read the book.

She secretly thought that her cultivation must be too low, so she was so easy to get tired.

Collecting her thoughts, her eyes fell on the adult's notebook, and she couldn't help but smash her mouth, "My lord, isn't this too plain?" ”

After speaking, she curiously pulled down the adult's book, and then sighed, "Hey, my lord, why have your tastes been so light recently?" ”

"This one doesn't even have a picture, the text is dry, this is not your style."

Rong Huan: ......

Regarding the discussion of the book, Wuya is the most direct.

Rong Huan took the book she flipped through and gave Wu Ya a roll of the eyes, does she dare to read colored books now?

The last time someone used the treasure chest as an example, she was tossed for almost a month, and she was already shocked, okay.

Recently, at least recently, I don't dare to look at the colored ones anymore, and it's better to be faint than not to see at all.

Wu Ya flipped around, and said secretly: "I went to Yue Shufang a few days ago to buy a few copies, my lord, do you want to read them?" ”

Rong Huan waved his hand, "Go and go, don't mention this stubble to me." ”

If it weren't for the fact that Wu Ya paid tribute too many books on weekdays, where would she have suffered.

Wu Ya was stupid, touched her nose, and stood up obediently.

Rong Huan picked up the book, and suddenly put it down again, she remembered something.

Looking left and right, she hooked her hand towards Wu Ya and looked at the quiet.

Wu Ya knows, adults are not honest anymore.

She walked over, quickly pulled out a few books from the Qiankun bag and handed them over, and said in a low voice: "Na, my lord, these books are all the latest, and the thief is good-looking." ”

Rong Huan: "Tsk, I don't want a book, I have something serious to ask you." ”

Uya: "Oh. ”

Then I had to stuff the notebook back in my hand.

Rong Huan's eyes quickly stopped, stuffed it into the secret compartment of his Qiankun bag, coughed and said with a straight face: "Sit down." ”

Wu Ya snickered and winked at her, with an expression that was not yet a book.

Rong Huan raised his hand, as if he was going to throw a chestnut, but Wu Ya hurriedly hid back, laughing cheaply.

After Wu Ya sat down, Rong Huan was cautious this time, and laid a soundproof barrier, Wu Ya was strange, what the hell is the matter, the adults still attach so much importance to it, and they also make soundproof barriers on their own territory.

Uya: ......

What a serious question, she was speechless.

Rong Huan's eyes rolled, and he poked Wuya's elbow, and the gossip made people can't bear to look at it directly, "Say it quickly, you can talk about it in detail this time~~"

Anyway, someone went out to run errands, no accident, she won't come back within an hour, and she also opened the soundproof barrier, which is called having no fear.

Wu Ya cleared her throat, not pretentious, and began to talk about her long journey.

Too much time passed, Wu Ya squinted and recalled, thinking that it should take a long time to recall, but unexpectedly, the memory was very new, like a book, she just opened a prologue, and the next pictures followed.

She clearly remembered that night was Chinese New Year's Eve.

The Falling Sakura Hall is very lively, and after the adults distributed the red envelopes, they went to the two-person world with the son, leaving a group of small maids and maids in the Falling Sakura Palace, and let go of the fun.

The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was held several times, the wine was not restrained, three glasses entered the throat, the heat was boiling, and the noise gradually spread.

Wu Ya carried the wine jug, half drunk, she is popular, and it may also be related to her straightforward temperament, so at the maid's table, or at the small maid's table, she can talk a few words and drink a few glasses.

The beauty was slightly drunk and swaying, which made many little girls blush, but none of them dared to confess or anything, because they all knew that Miss Yaya was chasing after Min Xiu's housekeeper.

Wu Ya is frank, chasing straightforward and high-profile, pretending to meet halfway, pretending to fall while walking, anyway, she will never miss the opportunity to get close to Min Xiu.

This also led to a group of thoughtful little guys, all of whom stopped thinking.

That night, she drank a little too much, and Xiao Cun was not at ease and wanted to send her back to the room, but she refused.

She just used to get drunk, and she went to tease Min Xiu later, and she couldn't let you send it back directly.

Xiao looked at her shrewd appearance and shook her head with a smile.

Uya walked towards someone's residence.

How noisy the front yard is, how lonely the backyard is.

The red hexagonal lamps in the corridor swayed lonely, the cold wind blew the bare branches, a few fallen leaves floated sporadically, and the cheerful atmosphere of the New Year was abruptly cut off here, just like the quiet door of the man.

He doesn't like to be lively, after the adults left, he just told him to go back to the house by himself, he didn't participate in the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, lonely like an old man with a lantern at night, when he turned around, the back made people look always a little distressed.

Thinking of this, Wu Ya couldn't help but smile, maybe he wasn't lonely at all, but she brought her own filter, and she was just feeling distressed.

She knocked on his door, and as expected, no one opened, only a voice came from inside, "What's the matter?" ”

Wu Ya leaned against the door like a boneless, looking at the big red lantern that kept shaking, and her voice was as soft as water, "I'm here to accompany you." ”

The tone is still so frivolous.

There was silence in the room for a moment, and then a colder voice came, "No. ”

Wu Ya smashed her mouth, "Then why don't you come and accompany me, wouldn't it be a pity to be alone in the room without drinking and talking about such a beautiful day?" ”

There was no movement in the room, and the quiet pin drop could be heard.

Wu Ya pouted, sat down against the door frame, Ruyu's fingers carried the thin bottleneck of the wine jug, and shook it for a while, "Hey, Min Xiu, why don't you go to the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner?" ”

Still no one replied to her.

Wu Ya was also used to it, so she didn't intend to hear his answer at all, and jumped to other questions, "Eh, do you feel that something is wrong with Childe recently?" ”

"Oh, it's not just Childe, it seems that something is wrong with the adult, have you noticed?"

It's too lingering, lingering as if the end of the world is reluctant, even if both of them are full of happy smiles, but Wuya always feels that there is an ominous omen.

She couldn't say anything specific, and she couldn't tell people this intuition rashly, so she had to confide everything to Min Xiu, who was silent.

Whatever she says anyway, he won't respond and won't leak it.

So she extended from the previous topic of something wrong to parting, and from the sad parting to the life of never seeing each other again.

I don't know if it's drunk, what she said has no beginning or end, and there is even a hint of melancholy in her tone.

Finally, he sighed deeply at the door of his room and said, "I want that kind of affection too." ”

Probably not for long, at least warmly.

In the memory, it is the heaviest stroke, which does not fade for a long time, making the long and boring days a layer of freshness.

Her eyes were a little confused, and she explained the mess in her stomach, and then raised her head and drank the half bottle of wine.

Then the knuckles lightly buckled the door frame and said, "Min Xiu, don't look at me as a hanger, I'm actually very single-minded, so do you want to try it with me?" ”

……

Hey, she sighed and threw down the flask, "Then I'm leaving, I wish you a happy new year." ”

The lights in the room had long since gone out, and only the dim light in the hallway came in, and people could vaguely see the shaky shadow standing in front of their door.

Min Xiu didn't sleep, but he heard someone's footsteps and deliberately turned off the lights.

In the middle of the night, the shaky shadow suddenly clicked and fell, the movement was quite loud, and there was a squeamish sound of pain outside the house.

After waiting for a while, the closed door still showed no sign of opening, and Wuya lay on the ground and sighed, but it was really a cold stone.

It's not hot.

Minxiu in the house moved, but hesitated and sat back, it should have been her deliberate fall, she would have used this kind of caution to deceive him the most.

Presumably in a moment she should get up and go back on her own, he thought, and sat down in the room, taking a glass of wine in his hand, and drinking it down.

The liquor is in the throat and spicy.

Fireworks exploded in the air in the distance, and the shattered shadows spread to the backyard, and through the cracks in the windows, he seemed to see the colorful colors, and the people who were still lying on the ground.

Still couldn't hold back, and pushed open a trace of the window.

Seeing the man huddle in the ground with the wine jug in his arms, inexplicably, Min Xiu frowned.

He thought, maybe she was really drunk.

With a creak, the closed door was finally pushed open.

The moonlight was hazy, sprinkled on the shoulders of the man who came out of the door, adding a bit of cold frost.

He looked at the unconscious person sleeping on the ground, sighed, and reluctantly bent down to pick the person up and walked to her courtyard.

At the moment of being picked up, Wu Ya naturally grabbed his neck and leaned his head over, and in the dark night, the corners of his lips hooked up a shallow smile.

Finally relented.

She got closer, and her tone was slightly complaining, "I thought you were so ruthless and let me freeze to death outside the door." ”

Min Xiu closed his eyes and knew that this guy was pretending, but inexplicably, he didn't let go of her, because she did drink a little too much.

He casually explained, "Freezing to death outside my door, adults will hold me accountable." ”

The implication is that I just don't want adults to be held accountable.

Wu Ya sighed, ignoring his far-fetched excuse, and let her catch it with a keen sense of smell: "Have you drunk?" ”

Feelings poured themselves in the room, but she thought he was lonely and fell asleep, so she couldn't bear it, so she came to accompany him.

She snorted, "You really don't have a conscience. ”

Min Xiu ignored her, and his pace was steady.

Wuya suddenly stopped talking, half-closed her eyes, and leaned her head on his shoulder, quiet not like her.

If she had seized the opportunity to get close to him in the past, she would have talked a lot.

Min Xiu paused and looked at her slightly, her breathing was steady, as if she was just tired and wanted to find a safe place to rest.

Leaning too close, the exhaled heat fell on his neck, the unaccustomed distance, the unaccustomed breath, he wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible.

So go faster, just send the person back as soon as possible.

When he arrived at her room, he didn't light the lamp, and he didn't have the heart to light it, so he hurriedly put the person on the bed, turned around and left.

It's ridiculous to say, the moment he left, he inexplicably had the illusion that he was on the run.

It felt like he wouldn't run away again, and from then on, he might be imprisoned.

It's just an inexplicable delusion.

So, he walked fast, but after all, he was not faster than the man's slender arm.

When they all arrived at their own territory, the other party drank again, such a good opportunity, how could the hooligan Wuya, who had worked hard to freeze for most of the night to bring people back to the house, not take any benefits, and let people go like this?

At first, she just wanted to pretend to be crazy with wine, touch someone's little hands, rub oil or something, but she really didn't think that anything had to happen.

Min Xiu is slow and introverted, she doesn't understand, and it's not good to make people anxious all of a sudden.

That's what she thought, it's just that she underestimated her shamelessness.

When she pulled Min Xiu to the bed and pressed him down, seeing his stunned expression and momentary panic, inexplicably, the dog became bold.

She kissed him.

From the forehead, to the eyes, to the nose, to the side of the face, and finally, to the lips......

Min Xiu is a person who is as light as water, and he has met many interesting people in Wuya, but he is tasteless.

But it is too clear, and all the shame and shame of Qing can be written on the face, and it is like a blank piece of paper, which can make people wantonly paint, but it arouses another desire to monopolize and conquer.

I want to see this blank paper, if it is stained with red dust. Desire, what color will burst out?

If you want to see this clear water, if it is mixed with thick wine, what will it taste like?

As a result, Qingming was eroded by alcohol, and she became reckless and enthusiastic.

After a long time, Wu Ya regained her taste, and sometimes felt that it was not her own guts, but that he seduced and connived.

Because, he didn't even resist.

With those wet eyes like smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the eyelashes like a fan trembled gently, like seductive flowers.

The night adds to the ambiguity, and the bone-eating smell of wine swallows the nerves of reason.

She was in a trance and heard the sound of his Adam's apple rolling.

A sound is enough to wrap into a thread of desire and pull people down.

She heard her trembling voice in her recklessness, "Min Xiu, I want you ......"

An inexplicable embarrassment began.

The hustle and bustle of the front yard floated sporadically to this backyard, going around and around, and finally scattered in the sparks where the fireworks exploded.

Everything seems to have settled down......

(End of chapter)