Wu Yu

The author has something to say: Jin Chan: Isn't this coming?

He knows it!

He knew something was wrong!

Jin Chan violently raised his hand and slapped his thigh, but he was afraid of scaring the snake, so he quickly retracted his hand that was in the air.

At this time, thinking back to the unclear words of the boss, nine times out of ten it is because of love. If two men can have a relationship with love, what else can there be except women?

Jin Chan suddenly became enlightened, thinking that this is really hard to say, why it just... 嗐!

He turned his head and took a firm look at the closed door, thinking that he had a great mission on his shoulders, Jin Chan thought to himself: Boss, don't worry, I will definitely help you get back together with Mr. Xie.

He thought again.

But the woman who can make Mr. Xie and his own son fall in love with him at the same time must not be a mortal, Jin Chan sighed.

Obviously what a good pair of confidants, tsk.

Inside Mo's house.

Xie Lingyu, who was speaking to comfort Mo Sui, suddenly turned his face and sneezed, which frightened Mo Sui, fearing that he would catch a cold, he quickly ordered someone to prepare ginger tea.

The hot ginger tea gave off a pungent smell. Xie Lingyu hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse. He did catch a cold these two days. Although he is in good health, he still needs to warm up just in case.

He took the bowl and subconsciously thought of Qingqiu Jue.

Although Jin Chan is a bit out of tune, he will definitely not treat their young master badly...

Thinking of this, Xie Lingyu frowned, and suddenly raised his head to dry the ginger tea. Mo Sui was taken aback when he saw it, and asked tentatively, "My lord, can I have another bowl?"

Mr. Xie nodded without thinking, a little annoyed.

Why did you think of that liar again?

After drinking three bowls of ginger tea in a row, Mo Sui looked at him worriedly, hesitating to speak, Xie Lingyu wiped his mouth as if nothing had happened, and smiled at him, "Master Mo is in trouble these days."

"What did the young master say, this is what a villain should be, but the young master should take care of his health... Hey, I don't know what happened to Young Master Qing?" Mo Sui waved his hand first, then suddenly thought of this, and asked with concern.

Xie Lingyu's smile faded, and he lowered his head and scratched the tip of his nose, "It's okay, it will be fine after a few days of cultivation."

Mo Sui nodded, and was about to ask again, but Xie Lingyu got up and said goodbye, "Master Mo has worked hard recently, so Xie will stop bothering me, sir, please stay."

His thoughts were interrupted, Mo Sui did not suspect him, but insisted on sending him to the door, watching him go away.

Xie Lingyu breathed a sigh of relief when he came out of Mo's residence. He felt dizzy for a moment. He was always in good health, and he drank ginger tea just now. He should be fine. He went straight back to the inn, ready to take a good rest and recuperate. Keep your spirit up.

Xie Lingyu paused and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The opposite door was slightly opened, as if silently showing weakness, but Xie Lingyu didn't even look away, went back to the room without squinting, and put on the latch, still angry in his heart.

When his anger dissipates and he thinks clearly, he will naturally go back and have a good talk with Qingqiu Jue, now is not the time.

On the other side, the people in the room were lying on the bed with a dull expression. He waited for a long time, and finally heard the sound of familiar footsteps. Qingqiu Jue looked up instantly, but after waiting for a long time, he only waited for the sound of closing the door on the other side.

At that moment, the loneliness and slight grievance melted away in my heart, it was a sour taste, and it was not pleasant.

Qingqiu Jue looked up at the bed curtain, finally understood what it means to shoot a rock at his own foot, and let out a breath of depression from his nasal cavity.

Why do we have to open another room on the opposite side?

What am I drawing?

It's useless to regret now, when Qingqiu Jue was thinking hard about how to apologize, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the chess symbol in his arms, and his eyes lit up.

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The next day.

Xie Lingyu was the same as usual, he slept refreshed and didn't feel any discomfort. Early in the morning, he took Humian to Mojiang. Qingqiu Jue was injured, so Jin Chan stayed at the inn to take care of him.

With the lessons learned from last time, Xie Lingyu came up with a new idea this time and adopted the method of rotation.

Two people take turns in groups, one person goes into the water with a rope tied to his body, and the other person will hold on to the shore and help take care of it. This is safer, and others can help if something goes wrong.

Everyone has a break and will not be so tired.

Fortunately, they were not here for the past two days, and the project did not fall behind. Everyone can see the ability of Humian, and he arranged everything very well.

The villager Da Liu who was rescued that day was quite embarrassed, and thanked Xie Lingyu repeatedly when he saw Xie Lingyu, both grateful and guilty, and asked about the situation of the other young master.

Xie Lingyu paused, then shook his head with a smile, "Don't worry, that young master will be fine after a few days of cultivation, and there is no serious problem."

Hearing what he said, Da Liu was relieved, a grateful smile appeared on his simple and honest face, and he didn't bother him too much. He stepped aside consciously, picked up the rope, and prepared with the people in the same village.

This incident had a great impact on everyone. Knowing the nature of this young master, they had long regarded Xie Lingyu and his party as their own. They were afraid that another accident would happen, so they were more cautious and worked harder.

Unknowingly, the black shadow engulfed the sky, Xie Lingyu glanced at the sky, waved to the fox, indicating that it was time to go back.

Only then did everyone feel relieved, wiped each other's sweat and chatted with a smile, and dragged their tools back to their respective houses with their shoulders linked.

Xie Lingyu was sweating all over, it was really uncomfortable, so he didn't go upstairs at all, there happened to be a well in the backyard of the inn, the water temperature was not cold, just right, he greeted Jin Chan, locked the courtyard door, and prepared to wash in the courtyard one time.

The thin waist is strong, and the skin looks white in the night. Xie Lingyu is not a particularly thin type. The body is covered with a thin layer of just the right texture. Even in the half-warm well water, he does not feel cold. After a few simple flushes, the hair was dipped in some water, Xie Lingyu didn't care, and put on his clothes casually.

He yawned lazily, and as soon as he walked out of the backyard, he saw Jin Chan who was hesitating to speak.

Jin Chan looked at him, smiled flatteringly, and handed him a bowl of hot ginger tea, "Thank you, Young Master, to warm up."

Xie Lingyu took the ginger tea, feeling that he probably didn't care about drinking, so he simply leaned against the pillar and waited for him to ask questions.

Sure enough, Jin Chan sighed: "Hey... recently my son doesn't think about food and drink, and he's getting more and more depressed. I can't help you much."

Xie Lingyu paused, lowered his eyes to pretend to be confused, "Oh?"

Seeing that he was unmoved, Jin Chan could only sigh pretendingly, and said vicissitudes of life, "Young master has always valued friendship since he was a child, but because of his status, he never dared to express his concern, and he didn't say anything when he was hurt. Just put some medicine on it and you'll get over it."

So it's not that the boss doesn't care about you, he just doesn't want to say it!

"The young master saw you fell asleep that day, so he went to the next door for fear of shocking you. I have never seen the young master so close to someone... He has kept himself clean for many years, and he has never been tempted. Thank you, young master. To him, you are It's really important."

Isn't that right, if it was someone else who robbed his boss for a woman, he would have been beaten. This... the boss not only didn't get angry, but also bowed his head. Isn't that because he cares about this brother?

Xie Lingyu's eyelashes trembled, and he looked up at him in disbelief, "You...what do you mean by that?"

tempted?

Could it be that even gold coils...

Jin Chan was stunned when he heard it, Mr. Xie didn't know?

"The young master asked me what makes me happy, and I knew it."

He looked at Xie Lingyu solemnly, "As the saying goes, brothers are like brothers and women are like clothes. I don't know if the person Mr. Xie likes is a good one, but my son is the only one..."

Xie Lingyu's throbbing heart suddenly cooled down. He had a weird expression on his face and repeated, "I like... a woman?"

Jin Chan thought he was angry, and quickly waved his hands, "I didn't mean to slander the girl, it's just..."

Xie Lingyu laughed angrily, shook his head, took out the folding fan in his arms and pressed it against his head, and said angrily, "Jin Chan, let's do business in the future."

Jin Chan didn't know why, so he wanted to say more, but Xie Lingyu patted his shoulder, "Okay, go to sleep."

Saying that, he didn't care about Jin Chan's reaction, and went upstairs.

When Xie Lingyu turned her back, her expression was not very relaxed.

That sentence made him a little concerned, what is "what makes you happy"?

That night, why did Qingqiu Jue ask Jin Zan such questions endlessly? It was after he moved to the opposite door.

After going upstairs, Xie Lingyu subconsciously glanced at the opposite side, leaving a gap, but he still ignored it, just paused, and then went back to his room, his exhaustion was relieved for a moment after entering the room.

Just don't wait for him to relax.

Suddenly, Xie Lingyu's expression turned serious, he clenched his hands into fists, and said coldly, "Who!"

The curtains of the bed fell, and the candles flickered.

Suddenly the bed curtain was lifted, and a slender and powerful hand was stretched out, the black hair fell down, the person inside did not get up, but turned sideways and looked at him eagerly, with his hands hanging down by the bed.

"Yunlou." Qingqiu Jue called out in a low voice.

He didn't wear a human skin mask, and the ambiguous candlelight made his already stunning appearance even more stunning. Qingqiu Jue yelled, and lay down there obediently looking at him, with a hint of grievance in his eyes, as if ...the coquettish big fox.

Xie Lingyu gasped, but on the surface he took off his coat indifferently, "Why, Mr. Qingqiu went to the wrong room?"

Qingqiu Jue lowered his eyes, shook his head, "No."

Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, Xie Lingyu smiled, turned around and was about to go to the next door, when Qingqiu Jue saw that he subconsciously wanted to chase after him, the wound on his back was torn, and he gasped in pain.

Xie Lingyu's back stiffened, and he turned back a little irritablely to put him back on the bed, and said coldly, "If you can't move, don't move."

Qingqiu Jue immediately grabbed his hand firmly, lowered his head obediently and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Xie Lingyu twitched his hands calmly, but did not twitch.

The two stalemate for a moment, Qingqiu Jue suddenly buried his head into his neck, and murmured with hot breath, "Yunlou, I feel so bad."

Xie Lingyu's face changed suddenly, he put his hand behind his ear, it was hot, he raised Qingqiu Jue's face, only then realized that the rouge-like blush was abnormal, "What are you doing?"

Qingqiu Jue didn't answer him, but just buried his head in his arms and rubbed against him, Xie Lingyu's heart softened suddenly, he sighed deeply, and said in an unnatural voice, "Let go first, I'll go to the doctor."

He didn't know if he heard it or not, but he just refused to let go.

Xie Lingyu's eyes were complicated. The person who once looked down on all living beings and threatened that no one could hold him back was now buried in his arms, like a tired bird returning to its nest, full of dependence.

It made him think of some pictures uncontrollably.

The young Qingqiu Jue seemed to be hurt every day, with a face that was still fat like a baby, he seemed very out of place, everyone admired him and feared him.

But everyone only looked at his brilliance and envied his talent, but they ignored the pressure he was under as the next Patriarch of Qingqiu.

But at this moment, Qingqiu Jue put down his figure, straightened his back and bent down, his eyes that were always fierce and careless contained grievance and fragility, Xie Lingyu actually knew that he was suspected of selling miserably, but he did it On, even more touching.

This was something he had never seen nor dared to imagine.

Xie Lingyu was in a daze for a moment, then pulled out his hand in silence, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll call the doctor."

Qingqiu Jue looked down at the empty palm, the light in his eyes dimmed little by little, without any hindrance, he replied in a low voice, "En."

Xie Lingyu turned her head, got up and left.

Qingqiu Jue leaned against the bed in a daze, his handsome face was a bit sickly and fragile, after an unknown amount of time, the door was suddenly opened again, he looked up, a little pleasantly surprised.

Xie Lingyu was holding a wooden basin in his hand, which was steaming steamingly. He looked as usual, but he didn't meet Qingqiu Jue's eyes, "Lie down, I'll wipe it for you."

Qingqiu Jue suddenly smiled, instantly bright and charming, like a vixen who grabs people's hearts, Xie Lingyu's heartbeat missed two beats, and she didn't dare to look again, for fear of some suspicious blush on her face.

But he didn't look at it, and couldn't resist someone, so he took the initiative to come over, his phoenix eyes were full of his shadow, Qingqiu Jue said softly, "Your face is hot."