chase game

It was getting dark, and Mrs. Kate delivered the dinner she cooked by herself on time.

"It's...a unique shape." Augustine looked at the pot of soup with unknown contents, and managed to find a neutral word to describe it.

"It's helpful for physical recovery, but Little Cookie doesn't like eating it very much." Mrs. Kate showed a worried expression, "Maybe I need to supervise him personally."

"If you're tired, I can do it for you." Augustine took the tray from her.

Mrs. Kate readily accepted, and expressed her gratitude again.

When Augustine returned to the bedroom, Ye Fengwu had already woken up and was sitting lazily on the bed watching him.

"How do you feel?" Augustine sat on the edge of the bed.

Ye Fengwu replied: "I have fully recovered my health."

"It's exactly the same as Mrs. Kate's predicted answer." Augustine laughed, "You are cute when you are sick and lying."

"..." Ye Fengwu lay back on the bed again, intending to continue to sleep and recover again tomorrow morning.

"Eat something first." Augustine pulled him up.

"What is it?" Ye Fengwu looked at the tray on the table, feeling ominous in her heart.

"It is said that mysterious herbs have been added." Augustine helped him serve a bowl of thick soup, and a gust of hot air rushed towards his face, and he couldn't help but...stiffened.

Ye Fengwu sat on the bed, took the spoon and stirred suspiciously.

Augustine: "..."

After a moment of silence, Augustine comforted: "Maybe there will be unexpected wonderful taste."

Ye Fengwu really didn't have the courage to open her mouth.

Augustine had no choice but to take a bite by himself first.

"How is it?" Ye Fengwu looked at him.

Augustine swallowed with a paralyzed face.

Night Breeze Dance bit her lower lip.

There was a strange herbal smell in his mouth, like a damp grocery store at dusk illuminated by the setting sun. Augustine drank three cups of cold black tea in a row before he managed to recover his sense of taste, and then immediately called the kitchen to prepare other food.

"Although it is a mysterious medicine from the East, vitamin C should also have the same healing effect." Augustine put the tray aside. "If Mrs. Kate asks, I will tell him that you ate the whole pot of soup."

Ye Fengwu sat cross-legged on the bed, with a tinge of rejoicing that she survived the catastrophe: "I thought you would force me to eat up."

"But the taste is really strange." Augustine helped him button the pajamas carefully. "No wonder Mrs. Kate told me that when you were a child, you needed a comforting Kiss every time you finished eating."

Night Breeze Dance: "..."

Just for this purpose? !

"But I am the one who needs comfort now." Augustine felt that he would not have any appetite for the next three days.

Ye Fengwu put her arms around his shoulders, closed her eyes and kissed him.

It has nothing to do with desire, or even the lingering relationship between lovers, it is purely out of... comfort.

It was Mrs. Kate's soup, after all.

"You didn't drink?" During the night's rest, Mrs. Kate called, expressing her extreme disappointment.

"I really have the ability to solve the whole thing by myself." Ye Fengwu lay on the bed and pretended to be dead—in fact, he would only have this kind of weakness when facing Mrs. Kate, as if he had returned to 13 Years old, or simply the baby period of peeing pants.

"That sentence really breaks Mummy's heart." Mrs. Kate clutched her chest.

"What did you say again?!" After seeing it, Mr. Leon leaned over and growled in dissatisfaction, "You must learn to respect your beautiful, noble, elegant, simple, charming and fragile mother!"

Night Breeze Dance's head was buzzing.

"What's wrong?" Augustine came out of the shower, "The voice seems to be Mr. Leon."

Ye Fengwu hooked her fingers at him.

"Huh?" Augustine sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to test the temperature of his forehead.

Ye Fengwu grabbed his arm and pushed him onto the bed.

"You need a good rest." Augustine looked at him.

Night Breeze Dance straddled him: "I want you."

"I care more about your body." Augustine patted his bare thigh, "Be obedient."

"Give me at least 5 minutes before you make a decision." Ye Fengwu unbuttoned her nightgown.

Augustine: "..."

"You can choose to be an audience all the time." Ye Fengwu lowered her body and licked the corner of his lips, her voice was hoarse and ambiguous, "or at least..." As she said, she groped for his hand and put it on her buttocks, "Help me take it off."

Augustine's Adam's apple visibly rolled.

Ye Fengwu continued to kiss his ear wetly, Augustine wrapped his arms around his body, turned and pressed on the bed.

"Do you want to do it?" Ye Fengwu rubbed his knee against him, misty eyes.

Augustine pulled off the quilt and covered him tightly: "I'm going back to the bedroom to sleep."

Night Breeze Dance: "..."

Ok?

Augustine bowed his head, exchanged a lingering kiss with him, then got up and went out the door without looking back.

Philip had just finished bathing MOKA and was walking towards the bedroom with Garfield in his arms when they almost bumped into each other when turning a corner.

"What's the matter?" Philip looked at him in surprise.

Then he was immediately beaten up by his dissatisfied brother who was like a king.

Garfield squatted beside him, lazily licking his paw.

Philip limped and ran to the groundhog and cried.

"Yes, yes." Cheng Xia sat on the bed in a daze, nodded cooperatively, and really wanted to continue sleeping.

"Oh!" Philip held his little front paw and wiped away the tears that didn't exist, to show that he was really very sad.

"Your mother has already rested, why are you calling now?" Mr. Leon continued to complain, and then passed the receiver.

"Get out." Mrs. Kate waved her hand.

"Me?" Mr. Leon's eyes widened.

"That's right." Mrs. Kate nodded, "You."

Two minutes later, Mr. Leon was squatting in the corridor in his pajamas, very angry.

"Mr. Augustine returned to his room?" Mrs. Kate was very kind. "Sounds very sympathetic."

"It's never happened before." Ye Fengwu sat cross-legged on the bed.

"That's because your dear mother didn't intervene in this relationship before." Mrs. Kate was authoritative, "Love is not just sex, and it's not just letting him indulge in your body."

Ye Fengwu's expression froze for a moment: "Next time, you can use a more roundabout way of saying it."

"It's a good thing, baby." Mrs. Kate said, "Mr. Augustine probably doesn't know how to care for others. You need to teach him slowly to be in the most perfect state of marriage."

"He is a person who does not need marriage." Ye Fengwu hesitated.

"Your father didn't need it, but later he rented out the whole island and proposed to me." Mrs. Kate replied, "And then I rejected him."

Night Breeze Dance: "..."

"If you keep accommodating, this love will not be equal." Mrs. Kate sighed, "You need more self-confidence and a little willfulness."

Ye Fengwu leaned back on the bed: "I never thought how long this relationship would last."

"That could be because you dumped him first." Mrs. Kate was extremely domineering.

Night Breeze Dance: "..."

"Trust your mother," Mrs. Kate taught.

"Yes." Ye Fengwu smiled, "Thank you."

"Good night." Mrs. Kate gave him a goodnight kiss. "Although I would like to give you some more advice, your poor father is still squatting in the corridor."

Monsieur Leon sneezed honestly.

The night passed quietly, and the next morning Augustine came to accompany him to finish breakfast before going to the meeting.

"I remember you said last night that the meeting time is eight o'clock in the morning." Ye Fengwu glanced at the clock on the wall.

"But it can be postponed for an hour." Augustine put down the juice in his hand.

"Just for breakfast?" Ye Fengwu asked.

"It's to have breakfast with you." Augustine wiped the bread on his face, "It's also to prevent Mrs. Kate from continuing to send strange food."

"What time will you be back today?" Ye Fengwu asked with a smile.

"It should be a little late, but Philip will go hunting with Mr. Leon. As for Mrs. Kate, she said she will stay here to take care of you." Augustine said, "There will be a big party on the weekend."

"Festival?" Night Breeze Dance asked.

Augustine shook his head: "Disaster Day."

……

"Your birthday?" Cheng Xia's eyes widened.

"Why do you look so surprised?" Philip was hurt. "Everyone has their own birthday."

"Okay." Cheng Xia spread his hands, "Happy birthday."

"May I ask for a present?" Philip's eyes were full of expectation.

"Yes." Cheng Xia nodded.

"Thank you very much." Philip held his hand, "Believe me, this gift is very important to you, because not everyone has this opportunity."

Cheng Xia: "..."

"Catherine will come too." Philip said meaningfully.

"Then Mr. Augustine is leaving the castle again?" Cheng Xia twitched his lips.

"Not this time." Philip said, "The party will be very grand, and the guests will include almost all friends and reporters."

"Your birthday is so grand." The little groundhog expressed his envy.

"I'd actually rather have a bikini party with a hundred hot girls than deal with guests and reporters," Philippe replied.

Cheng Xia looked at him like an obscene demon, a hundred of them.

"But the point of this party is not me," Philip patted his head with a very meaningful tone, "it's Augustine and sister-in-law. This is the first time they have appeared in public together." Even if it's just a friend Relationships are also of great significance.

"What do you think of Mr. Augustine?" Cheng Xia asked, "He doesn't seem to like exposure very much."

"He didn't comment on it, but he was really nervous." Philip rubbed his chin, feeling a little gloating... schadenfreude.