Enrolled Swordsman

Chapter 10

Boyi returned to the dormitory from the training room, covered in sweat, and was about to go to the bathroom to wash off when the communicator in his hand vibrated slightly.After he turned on the communicator to check the content of the message, he took a towel and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

After changing clothes and coming out, I remembered that I didn't drive here today, so I opened the door of Leo next door and asked him to borrow a car.

"Where are you going so late?" Leo asked.

"go home."

"It's almost ten o'clock, why are you going home? There is a meeting tomorrow morning."

"I think I have something to deal with, give me the car card."

Leo had no choice but to hand him the car card and told him, "Tomorrow's meeting is very important, so don't be late, or I will be criticized for you. I really don't know who is the captain."

Boyi ignored his complaints, took the truck and left without looking back.

Boyi returned home in Leo's car, and when he opened the door, he smelled a big smell of wine.

Walking into the living room, there were wine bottles and glasses scattered on the table, and Novi was already drunk on the sofa.

Picking up the empty wine bottle, Boyi was heartbroken for a while. After all, he came back late and failed to save the two bottles of red wine that were more than 300 years old.

Before he took a bath, he received a message from Novi. The content was that I drank the 300-year-old red wine in your house.I thought he could drink one bottle at most, but he didn't even have two bottles in this short period of time. What kind of irrigation method did he use?

Boyi knelt down and patted Novi on the face, "What's wrong with you? Second young master."

Novi opened his eyes, his blurred vision vaguely saw Boyi's face, "You're back? Water."

Boyi poured him a honey cup of lemonade, helped him up and fed him to drink.

Novi drank the lemonade in one go, and leaned weakly on Boyi for a while before he felt better.

He straddled Boyi, put his arms around his neck and said, "Let's switch between two."

"Change what?"

"You will be female, I will be male."

"Uh, there may be no way to change this."

Nuo Wei put his arms around his neck and shook, "Change it, change it, in exchange, I can agree to marry you."

Boyi supported his waist, thinking that his drunk appearance was also quite interesting, so he wanted to tease him, "Why should I marry you?"

"I became a man, and I will be an earl in the future. You can be a countess."

"But compared to the countess, I still want to be a man."

"But I also want to be a man. If I were a man, everything would be different. I could support the Miller family on my own, and no one would say that the Miller family would fall into the hands of my father." .”

"If, if I were a man, I would definitely choose the person I like to marry, not the person who is helpful to the family."

Boyi gradually understood the reason why he used alcohol to relieve his worries, touched his face and asked, "Are you getting married?"

"Father asked me to choose someone to settle down." Nuo Wei said with his forehead pressed against Boyi's forehead, "Do you know? Being a female is really hard work, no matter how hard you work, you can't get the results you want. But compared to It's hard work, I really don't want others to touch me, I don't want to give birth to children who don't like me."

Boyi picked him up and walked upstairs to the bedroom, and put him on the bed. Novi was still complaining and complaining to him. Although Boyi didn't answer any more, he listened to every word seriously.

"Bo Yi, it would be great if it was you who could help me. If it was you, I wouldn't have to work so hard. Will you help me?"

Boyi leaned against his cheek and said softly, "I'm sorry, I can't help you."

The two touched each other's bodies, Novi wanted to find comfort, and Boyi was giving him comfort.

Tongues entangled in each other's mouths for a long time before Boyi slowly kissed down his neck, another night of complete indulgence.

Novi opened his eyes, rubbed his aching head and sat up. He looked around the room to make sure that he was the only one here. He held his head and tried hard to recall what happened yesterday, but his memory, from his drinking After the next two bottles of red wine that are more than 300 years old, the festival will be broken.

There was a cup of brown liquid on the bedside cabinet, and a note was pressed under it. He crawled over and took out the note. It said, hangover tea, which can cure headaches. The food is heated in the kitchen and eaten by himself. I went back to base for a meeting.

Novi drank the hangover tea and retreated into the quilt again.Today he didn't want to go back to the base, and he didn't want to go home. He just wanted to stay here quietly by himself, and think about how he should deal with the matter of choosing a marriage partner next.

Novi seems to have spent a full day in bed without injury and illness as much as he can remember.But the atmosphere in this room made him feel very at ease and calm, and made him think seriously and rationally about decisions related to his life's happiness.

When Boyi came back at night, he was a little surprised to see that Novi was still lying on the bed, maintaining the same appearance as when he left.

He sat on the edge of the bed and touched his forehead and asked, "Uncomfortable?"

Novi shook his head and said, "No."

"Then did you just fall asleep or haven't woken up?"

"Not up."

"You didn't eat anything?"

"Ah."

"May I ask why this is?"

"I'm thinking about something very important."

"Anything important needs to lie in bed all day."

"Certainly an important decision about lifelong happiness."

Boyi's eyes darkened, remembering what he said last night about choosing a marriage partner.

"Have you decided?"

Novi nodded seriously and said, "It's decided."

"Then get up, I'll make you something to eat again."

"What you make for me is obviously made by the kitchen."

Boyi said helplessly, "It's not like your home where a chef is on call to cook for you at any time. You can make do with what the kitchen makes."

In fact, the food made in the kitchen is made according to the set process and ratio, and the taste is still good, but Novi just wants to make things difficult for him.

"I don't want to eat what the kitchen made, you said you made it for me."

"I don't know how to cook, I only know how to cook. Do you want to eat?"

Novi pretended to think about it and said, "That's fine."

Boyi really had nothing to do with this hard-to-serve young master, so he went downstairs to him.

When Nuo Wei took a shower, changed his clothes and went downstairs, Boyi had already prepared a bowl of delicious shredded pork noodles with mushrooms for him.He fried the sausages by himself, rolled the noodles by hand, and the sum of his two lifetimes is the same as his culinary skills.

Novi looked at the steaming noodles. The color and aroma were good. He picked up his chopsticks and prepared to try the taste. Who knew he couldn't stop after the first bite.

"Slow down, I won't fight with you."

"I'm hungry." In fact, the noodles are so delicious. Although he has eaten a lot of delicacies, this bowl of noodles is really delicious.

"Who made you sleep all day without eating?"

A large bowl of noodles was drained in a short while, and there was not even soup left.

"More." Novi felt that he didn't have enough.

"It's not good to eat too much at night. Besides, you haven't eaten all day. Can you bear to eat so much suddenly? I'll make it for you next time."

Novi looked at him and said forcefully, "I want it now."

Boyi had no choice but to make another bowl for him.

Novi stayed here for another night before returning home.