Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

Just as Wu Er was about to answer, he saw a figure running in from the door, walking around him, picking up the half cup of tea on the table and drinking it up in a gulp.

He turned around and handed the cup to Wu Er, motioning him to continue pouring tea.

Isn't this the young lady?

Wasn’t the half cup of tea she just drank what the young master had left over?

This set of tea set of the young master was a gift from his ancestors. The young master has always cherished it and never allows others to touch it.

Wu Er was a little dazed. He looked up at Fu Junyan, and seeing him nod at him with a frown, he poured another cup of tea for the young lady.

Seeing Lin Zhuwei drinking like a cow with an ungraceful posture, Fu Junyan frowned even deeper.

Lin Zhuwei drank five cups of tea before turning around. As if she suddenly saw Fu Junyan, she hurriedly jumped back two steps, and only stopped when she was about three feet away.

Does this woman really think she is a plague god?

Lin Zhuwei smiled, raised the thing in her hand and shook it at him.

Only then did he realize that it was actually a beggar's chicken leg.

Lin Zhuwei took a bite of the chicken leg and said with her lips while chewing: [&*%*]

"Swallow it before you talk!" Fu Junyan's eyebrows were twisted into numbness, "Can you please pay attention to your manners!"

Lin Zhuwei swallowed the chicken in his mouth with all his strength, then said: [&*%*&*%*]

I really don't know if she did it on purpose.

Fu Junyan said unhappily: "If you have a mouth but don't know how to use it, you might as well poison yourself into muteness."

You bastard! Your mouth is still as poisonous as ever.

Lin Zhuwei muttered, "Isn't this what you told me not to say?" Then he raised his voice and said, "Do you want to eat it? Ji Bao insisted that I roast the beggar's chicken with him."

Fu Junyan glanced at the chessboard and said unhappily, "Just eat it. You're eating so much that you can hardly see your mouth, eyes, ears or nose anymore."

Lin Zhuwei snorted, "If you don't want to eat it, forget it."

After saying that, he left Fu Junyan and Wu Er behind and ran out.

Wu Er asked tentatively: "Master, are you still going to make this tea?"

Fu Junyan seemed to think about it for a moment before slowly nodding.

After making some new tea, Wu Er came back and saw his young master sitting at the table reading a book without drinking a sip of the tea from beginning to end.

He would play with the cup from time to time and glance at the door.

Wu Er understood and smiled secretly, thinking: I'm afraid the young master is not interested in tea.

The affection between the young master and the young mistress seems to be budding!

At night on the third day, Fu Junyan returned early, but as soon as he entered the hospital, he was blocked by Yu Shiqing.

Yu Shiqing tried every means to persuade him to go drinking.

He said he wanted to thank Fu Junyan for finding a good school for his son and helping Yu's mother clear her grievances.

Fu Junyan couldn't refuse, so when he went to his courtyard, he found that Lin Zhuwei was not there.

"Shao Ruo was dragged out by Ji Bao to hang out," Yu Shiqing explained. "Ji Bao said there was a performance on the street and he insisted on going to see it, so he let his sister and brother go. It's rare for the two of them to get together."

Yu's mother cooked the dishes herself, and Yu Shiqing kept urging her to drink.

While persuading her, she sighed, "My dear son-in-law! I am a rough man, and I am sorry for the bad things I did in the past. Please don't blame me. But, I can't do anything about it! Shao Ruo lost her mother when she was young. I felt sorry for her and spoiled her a little, which led to her bad character. Please be more considerate of her."

When he was moved, Yu Shiqing even wiped away tears.

Fu Junyan said nothing and just drank quietly.

Seeing this, Yu Shiqing quickly filled his glass with wine and patted his chest arrogantly: "Try this wine. I brewed it myself and brought it here specially. The wine you have here is too light and has no taste of alcohol. My wine is much stronger and tastes much better!"

Fu Junyan frowned but did not refuse.

He was not a heavy drinker, but Yu's father and mother were too enthusiastic, and for some reason he did not want to dampen their spirits.

After a round of drinking, he was already very drunk.

Yu Shiqing was in high spirits and insisted on pulling him to continue drinking.

It was Wu Er who was smart enough. He found an excuse that "the young lady doesn't like the young master's drinking" and forcibly dragged Fu Junyan back to the room from the dining table.

After tidying up simply, Fu Junyan fell into a deep sleep, and Lin Zhuwei just came back from outside.

Wu Er hurriedly said, "Madam, the young master is drunk. Please bear with him tonight."

Lin Zhuwei glanced at Fu Junyan who was sleeping soundly, and thought to himself: He is sleeping more soundly than the roasted pig on the dinner table, there is nothing to worry about.

So he waved his hand generously, let Wu Er leave, and then he went to sleep on the warm couch.

Who would have known that in the middle of the night, when Lin Zhuwei was having a sweet dream, suddenly a big hand reached out and grabbed her arm, violently pulling her up from the bed.

Lin Zhuwei was so scared that she screamed "Ahhh". Her arm felt like it was pulled off and the pain was so severe that her soul almost left her body.

Damn it! She thought the Ghost Festival was coming and she was stuck in a maze!

With the help of the still bright candlelight, she looked carefully and saw that it was Fu Junyan with disheveled hair.

"Damn it! It's the middle of the night, can you please stop acting like a ghost?" Lin Zhuwei almost bit off his tongue as soon as he said this.

But she didn't get the expected rage. She rubbed her eyes and looked carefully. She saw that Fu Junyan was squinting his eyes and half-squatting to look her in the eye.

At this moment, there was no trace of his usual seriousness and indifference on his handsome face. Instead, his eyes were wandering like a naive student.

The smell of alcohol hit my nose.

Lin Zhuwei woke up instantly.

Could it be that this guy is sleepwalking and drunk?

Just as I was thinking about whether to ask Wu Er to come and deal with it quickly, I heard Fu Junyan's hoarse voice:

"Master, it's already noon, why haven't you gotten up to teach yet?"

The sound of night watchmen was heard outside the courtyard in time.

What the hell! It's only the Chou hour now! There are still five hours to the Chen hour!

Lin Zhuwei was startled, but he didn't look like he was joking.

Then she spoke to try to awaken his reason: "Fu Junyan, it's Chou time now, why don't you go back to sleep first?"

"Didn't the Master always say that youth is fleeting and men should study hard? How can the Master be lazy first?"

Ok.

Lin Zhuwei held his head with his hands in pain. You say he is drunk, but he is logical. You say he is sober, but he is clinging to you like an ignorant child.

I really don't know if it was intentional.

I'm really sleepy!

"Master, why don't you change your clothes?"

The drunk Fu Junyan was particularly difficult to deal with. When he saw an outer coat on the warm couch, he simply climbed up and grabbed it, trying to put it on Lin Zhuwei.

Drunk people's behavior is always somewhat out of control. Fu Junyan was not so much putting clothes on Lin Zhuwei as "touching" her. He grabbed the clothes with both hands and touched Lin Zhuwei all over.

Lin Zhuwei gnashed her teeth in anger and struggled desperately: "Fu Junyan! Are you fucking taking advantage of me on purpose!"

Who would have thought that the more she struggled, the more persistent Fu Junyan became. He used his hands and feet and almost threw himself on her.

"Didn't the Master always say that the hat must be straight and the buttons must be tied. Only when you wear good clothes can you teach well."

Lin Zhuwei was unable to dodge and Fu Junyan grabbed her breast directly, causing her brain to be deprived of oxygen for a moment and she was stunned.

Fu Junyan squeezed it hard, and it felt soft and elastic. He asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Master, why do you have a piece of meat hidden on your chest? Are you planning to eat it after class?"

Terrible!

Lin Zhuwei's head suddenly felt like blood was rushing back. His entire face was red as a pig's liver due to shame and anger. He couldn't help but lower his head and bite the arm that was still trying to make trouble.

Damn man! Are you pretending to be drunk and being a hooligan?

Fu Junyan let go in pain, squinted his eyes and tilted his head to ask in confusion: "Master, why did you bite me?"

Seeing that he was about to pounce on her again, she couldn't beat him because of the huge difference in strength between men and women.

Lin Zhuwei quickly followed his words and said, "Stop, stop, stop! Master, I can change my clothes by myself now, and I will teach you right after I change my clothes, okay?"

"Ok."

Damn, this dead man is pretty well behaved now.

Lin Zhuwei put on her coat hastily. When she looked up, she saw Fu Junyan wringing out a wet towel. The moment she looked up, he pressed the back of her head with one hand and covered her face with the towel with the other hand, rubbing it vigorously.

While rubbing his face, he said, "Master, it's time to wash your face."

Oh shit!

I was almost suffocated by him!

Pushing Fu Junyan away fiercely, Lin Zhuwei said fiercely, "Fu Junyan! If you don't listen carefully, will the teacher kick you out of the academy?"

Fu Junyan tilted his head to look at her. Then he turned around and walked to the stool and sat down obediently, sitting upright, as if he was really waiting for the teacher to start the class.

If it weren't for the fact that he reeked of alcohol, had an ignorant and stupid look in his eyes, and had completely different behavior from usual, Lin Zhuwei would have really thought that he was deliberately making fun of her.

After a long time, the "Master" did not speak. Fu Junyan was about to stand up again. Lin Zhuwei hurriedly said, "Sit down! Answer whatever I ask!"

"Yes, Master."

Just like a good student.

Lin Zhuwei had no idea what class she was going to take, so she asked randomly, "Do you really want to marry Qian Yuechu?"