Sick beauty crying bag does not want to be the villain

That night, Song Qianyuan and Gu Rong slept on the same bed.

Gu Rong loves cleanliness very much, but thinking that Song Qianyuan will leave for the capital tomorrow, he simply asked Yuan Sheng to boil water for Song Qianyuan, and asked him to wipe his body with hot water.

Yuan Sheng was very surprised to see Song Qianyuan appearing in Gu Rong's room, but he thought about it again, isn't the young master coming to Jinzhou this time just for Song Qianyuan?

So he finally just put down the hot water silently, exited quietly, and closed the door quietly.

Song Qianyuan's body has a faint sunshine smell, which is completely different from the herbal smell on Gu Rong's body. It smells nice and refreshing.

Gu Rong has never shared the same bed with anyone since he knew about it, and he couldn't help but feel a little stiff all over his body.

He felt the person behind him move and move closer to him.

Gu Rong was originally lying with his back to Song Qianyuan, but when he realized this movement, he dared not move his whole body, and buried his face in the quilt.

Seeing him like this, Song Qianyuan couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand, and helped him tear off the quilt covering his face.

"Don't bore yourself to death..." Song Qianyuan twisted the corner of the quilt on Gu Rong's chin, and patted the top of the quilt like coaxing a child, "Sleep, I won't touch you..."

After finishing speaking, Song Qianyuan moved closer to Gu Rong's ear, and said in a low voice, "The rest will be done later..."

Song Qianyuan said a series of words, the voice was very soft, Gu Rong felt more and more blushed the more he heard it.

However, after Song Qianyuan finished speaking, he backed away, covered the quilt, and lay on his back in an orderly manner, as if nothing had happened.

This time, Gu Rong was teased even more soberly by him.

Following Song Qianyuan's example, he also lay on his back with his hands crossed under his chest.

Xiaoqianzi said just now that later on...

Gu Rong's thoughts flew out like a galloping horse.

He remembered "The Story of the Green Shirt".

For some reason, the patterns depicted in the album of that book suddenly appeared one after another very clearly in Gu Rong's mind.

Stop it!

Can't think any more!

Gu Rong quietly stretched out her hand and rubbed her parched cheeks.

He turned his head to see that Song Qianyuan was beside him, his breathing had gradually stabilized, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

Gu Rong quietly leaned towards Song Qianyuan, and closed her eyes again.

This time, he quickly fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was just dawn outside.

Gu Rong moved, habitually trying to stretch, but found that the current posture was not right.

Before he went to bed, he and Song Qianyuan each occupied half of the bed without interfering with each other, but when he woke up, he unknowingly leaned into Song Qianyuan's arms?

His head was resting on Song Qianyuan's shoulder and neck. The pillow that originally belonged to him has long since disappeared, and Song Qianyuan's arm was placed under his neck at some point, and his other hand was lightly placed on his waist.

This is not the most fatal.

The worst thing is, Gu Rong found that his trousers, especially the legs and heels, were a little wet... Could it be that he accidentally wet the bed?

Gu Rong had no idea what was going on.

He used to be a light sleeper, even if he fell asleep, any disturbance outside could easily wake him up, but this time, he didn't even know that he wet the bed?

Gu Rong couldn't believe it, and felt a little ashamed, he carefully moved his body away.

Unexpectedly, with just such a movement, Song Qianyuan beside him was woken up by him.

Gu Rong didn't dare to move any more.

"Chenchen?" Song Qianyuan seemed to be awake for a moment, and then tentatively called Gu Rong.

Gu Rong didn't dare to answer, and quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Song Qianyuan came closer and stroked Gu Rong's hair on his forehead.

Gu Rong turned his back to Song Qianyuan, trying to slow down his breathing.

Song Qianyuan lowered his head and gently kissed Gu Rong's forehead.

Gu Rong's eyelids trembled.

Song Qianyuan suddenly smiled.

Gu Rong knew that he might have found out that he was pretending to be asleep, but he didn't dare to move and kept his eyes closed.

Fortunately, Song Qianyuan's purpose was not to wake him up, so he whispered in his ear: "Sleep well, I won't disturb you, wait for my news."

After speaking, he turned over and got out of bed, neatly put on his outer shirt, and even turned around and gently twisted the quilt for Gu Rong.

Seeing that he was about to go out, Gu Rong was still a little reluctant, turned around and sat up, and called out: "Little Qianzi..."

Song Qianyuan's footsteps paused, and he turned around.

Gu Rong didn't dare to get out of bed, and he didn't dare to lift the quilt. He pulled up the corner of the quilt embarrassingly, buried half of his body in the quilt, and said, "I'll wait for you to come back."

Song Qianyuan laughed and said, "Okay."

Gu Rong thought for a while, and then said: "Actually, many times before, what I said to you was not sincere..."

"?" Song Qianyuan looked at him in confusion.

"For example..." Gu Rong said with a blushing face, "When you first came to Gu's residence, I was really afraid that you would be hungry and couldn't bear it, so I let you eat my leftover meals, and I didn't usually make things difficult on purpose. You, let you wash my clothes for me..."

Song Qianyuan nodded and said, "I know."

"I know you understand it in your heart." Gu Rong didn't dare to look at Song Qianyuan, his eyes drifted back and forth, and added, "I don't know how you can see my thoughts, don't you, don't you hate me like this...?"

Song Qianyuan smiled: "Of course I don't hate it."

Gu Rongdao: "Then... will you like it?"

"If Chenchen can keep acting like a baby to me like this, of course I like it."

"Then..." Gu Rong bit the corner of his mouth lightly, raised his head and said to him, "Go away! I... hate you, I hope you won't appear in front of me in the future."

Song Qianyuan really planned to leave. Hearing what he said, he changed his steps, walked back, and sat down by the bed.

Gu Rong was afraid that he would discover something, so she leaned back slightly, and nervously grabbed the corner of her quilt.

"Understood, Chenchen," Song Qianyuan said in a low voice, "I like you too, and I will come back as soon as possible."

Seeing that Gu Rong was holding on to the corner of the quilt all the time, as if he was trying to cover up something, he couldn't help but smiled, and said: "Fortunately, there are no maidservants in Chenchen's courtyard, but Xiao Qianzi can't help the young master wash clothes today. Well, why not..."

Song Qianyuan leaned into Gu Rong's ear and said, "Master, wash your dirty inner clothes today?"

"...!" Gu Rong's entire face was red to the ears, "You... how do you know?!"

"It means that the young master has grown up," Song Qianyuan said meaningfully, "If the young master can't wash himself, then hide it, don't let others find out, and help the young master wash it clean when Xiao Qianzi comes back."

"No... no need!"

Gu Rong was almost too ashamed to lift his head.

After a long delay, it was time for Song Qianyuan to leave. He kissed the corner of Gu Rong's mouth lightly again before pushing open the door and going out.

Gu Rong heard Yuan Sheng's voice from outside the courtyard, Yuan Sheng was already awake, saw Song Qianyuan coming out of Gu Rong's room, and asked if he needed to prepare his horse.

Song Qianyuan refused in a low voice and left.

Gu Rong sat on the bed for a while, Yuan Sheng pushed the door lightly and came in.

"The young master is awake too?" Yuan Sheng asked hurriedly, "Yuan Sheng will go and prepare hot water for you."

"Wait!" Gu Rong said in embarrassment, "First... get me some clean clothes first."

Yuan Sheng looked at him strangely.

Gu Rong felt that he couldn't explain clearly, but his pants were wet and cold and stuck to his legs, sticky and uncomfortable, and he had to change, so he said: "I slept too hot last night, I was sweating all over, I want to take a bath. "

Now Yuan Sheng's expression became even weirder.

Gu Rong: "..."

He had no choice but to give up explaining, and only said: "Why don't you go soon?!"

Yuan Sheng came back to his senses: "Okay, young master, wait a moment."

He hastily backed out.

The hot water and medicinal bath tub were ready, Gu Rong simply took a soak, came out and changed into clothes, and saw the obscene trousers hanging in the corner of the screen at a glance.

Do you want to wash?

Gu Rong hesitated.

He looked around, and there was still some clean hot water that Yuan Sheng had prepared for him, so Gu Rong went over, tried to roll up his sleeves, and soaked his pants into the basin.

and then?

After soaking for a while, Gu Rong picked up his pants and looked at them.

It doesn't seem to be cleaned, how can I wash it?

Gu Rong was planning to continue his research, when Yuan Sheng suddenly knocked on the door outside: "Young master, are you alright? Don't soak for too long, even if you soak in a medicinal bath for too long, it will hurt your health... Breakfast is ready."

Gu Rong hurriedly said: "It's coming soon."

He panicked for a moment and didn't know what to do with the trousers, so he had to throw them back into the bucket again.

After a while, Yuan Sheng opened the door and came in.

He saw Gu Rong standing beside the screen in a daze and did not leave. He looked at the side again, as if the bathtub had been overturned, the floor was covered with water, and even Gu Rong's outer clothes were half wet.

Yuan Sheng hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master, did you accidentally fall?"

In the past, Gu Rong was very careful when taking a bath, never getting water all over the floor like today, and the clothes on his body were obviously just changed, why is it wet again?

Yuan Sheng came over and said, "If your clothes get wet, you should change them again..."

He just wanted to see if Gu Rong was hurt somewhere, when he heard Gu Rong say: "I... I almost fell, and I accidentally got my dirty clothes into the basin..."

Gu Rong pointed to the water basin beside him: "You clean it up for me, oh yes, and I don't want to wear that dirty clothes anymore, you can throw them away for me!"

Yuan Sheng glanced at Gu Rong suspiciously.

Gu Rong's eyes dodged.

Yuan Sheng had no choice but to help Gu Rong get clean clothes again, and then, under Gu Rong's gaze, he took out the clothes from the basin and put them in another wooden basin.

Yuan Sheng originally planned to clean up the place before throwing away the clothes, but unexpectedly, Gu Rong kept staring at him: "Take it and throw it away first, hurry up..."

"..." Yuan Sheng had no choice but to go out with the wooden basin first.

Walking outside the courtyard, Yuan Sheng picked up the clothes in the basin and looked at them.

It was Gu Rong's underwear and obscene trousers, which were already soaked, and they were all in a ball, nothing could be seen.

He stuffed the clothes back again and thought about it.

The young master looked weird early in the morning, flustered, and asked to take a bath. Could it be that something really happened with Song Qianyuan in the room yesterday?

Yuan Sheng looked complicated.

It's not that he is ignorant of human affairs, not to mention that after what happened to Qiu Wu earlier, Yuan Sheng saw that Gu Rong was so obsessed with the book "The Story of the Green Shirt", so he intentionally or unintentionally went to chat with Qiu Wu.

It's just... If something really happened between the young master and Song Qianyuan, then if Song Qianyuan succeeds in seizing the throne in the future, what should the young master do?

If Song Qianyuan failed to seize the throne and was executed by the emperor, what would the young master do?

Do you want someone to send a letter to tell Madam the news?

Yuan Sheng was very worried for a while, and there is no one in Jinzhou who can discuss this matter with him.

He hesitated again and again, but finally made up his mind to find someone to send a letter to his wife first.