The male protagonist of the quick wear is obsessed with me

When they finished their whispers and went downstairs, they found Wuxun and Wuan standing in the courtyard, seemingly observing the changes around them.

"Are you back?"

Wu Yue came out of the room at some point, the golden sunlight sprinkled on his spotless clothes, giving them a soft luster. He looked like an immortal who had ascended to heaven, ethereal, holy and flawless.

In a corner of the courtyard, a butterfly was chasing the fragrant flowers. It was attracted and fluttered its wings, dancing around him, reluctant to leave.

Wei Mingyu looked at the peerless beauty Wu Yue, and then at the beautiful Wu Xun. His eyes lit up slightly. It was a complete visual feast.

If Wu Yue is the bright moon hanging high in the sky and casting its cool light on the world, then Wu Xun is the most gorgeous and beautiful peony flower blooming in the palace.

Two stunning beauties with completely different styles. It would be good to see one of them outside normally, but there were two of them at once. Wurong was also good-looking, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, but she was a little less stunning than them. So there were three in total.

Wu Rongquan was defeated because he had a big mouth, and his chattering was more disturbing than that of a naughty boy.

"Master, we are back."

Wuxun opened his scarlet lips slightly, and his voice was as coquettish and hoarse as his personality, but with a hint of coolness in it, which made it impossible for people to have any blasphemous thoughts.

Wuan behind him nodded slightly but said nothing, looking wooden-faced.

After meeting, they separated and went about their own business. Wei Mingyu, who had nothing to do, slipped away to the study room on the first floor to read.

She had discovered the study room by accident a few days ago. After asking Wu Yue and Wu Rong, she stayed in there reading whenever she had time, almost to the point of forgetting to eat and sleep.

When she was about to cook at noon, she found Wu'an was already there. The kitchen knife in his hand seemed to have life, and he quickly cut through the various ingredients. The next second, the beautifully processed vegetables and meat were neatly placed on the plate.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they take action.

It seems that Wuan not only has profound internal strength, but his swordsmanship is also extraordinary. The whole set of movements is delicate and smooth, making people feel very comfortable.

The chef generally doesn't like others to step into his territory when he is cooking. Seeing that he didn't need any other help, Wei Mingyu took a look and left.

After she left, the young man in black turned his eyes to glance at the door, then continued what he was doing.

After the meal, Wei Mingyu suddenly felt that her cooking skills were not so good. The food in front of her was so delicious that she ate two large bowls and even had the urge to have another one.

If Wuan were to open an inn, his business would surely flourish thanks to his cooking skills.

Seeing the girl's pink cheeks bulging from eating, the young man in the scarlet robe raised his beautiful eyebrows and eyes slightly, with a touch of romanticism. He leaned on the chair like a boneless person and said lazily: "Xiaoyu...sister, eat more. It's not often that Wuan has the opportunity to cook."

Wu Rong, who was sitting next to Wei Mingyu, rolled his eyes, reached out to take her bowl away, and said unhappily: "Don't listen to him, two bowls are enough, and your stomach is bloated, be careful of indigestion, you can eat again in the evening."

"I know. I won't eat anymore." Wei Mingyu said hurriedly.

She stood up, holding her stomach, and prepared to go for a walk outside. She felt a little bloated from eating too much.

Wu Rong was speechless. He glared at Wu Xun fiercely and said, "Can't you see that she is full? Why are you letting her eat more?"

"Really? I didn't notice it because it was too far away." Wuxun leaned back in his chair, his pretty fingers loosely holding the chopsticks, his expression rather nonchalant.

Wei Mingyu looked at the handsome young man sitting opposite him, then glanced left and right at Wu Yue and Wu Rong beside him. Okay, they're really too far away to see.

"Oh, maybe it's because she is too short." Wuxun glanced at the top of the girl's head meaningfully, his tone very innocent.

"You!" Wu Rong frowned and was about to start a quarrel, but a slender white hand was placed on his shoulder to stop him.

Wei Mingyu lowered her head slightly and leaned close to his ear, whispering, "It's okay, I'm still young, it's normal to be short, don't be angry."

She didn't know why Wuxun was targeting him, but she was an outsider now and there was no need to make them quarrel.

The girl's voice was low when she whispered, but everyone present had inner strength in their bodies, so they all heard her words.

Wuxun made a boring sound in his heart, not knowing what was fun in targeting a little girl. He suppressed the malice between his brows and started eating.

After comforting Wurong, Wei Mingyu went out and went straight to the bamboo forest for a walk, preparing to digest his food before going back.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit depressing.

Wu Yue looked at Wu Xun with some disapproval in her light-colored eyes, and said in a gentle but serious voice: "Wuxun, Xiaoyu is a guest, you shouldn't be so rude."

It's ok for these brothers to bicker and joke around on weekdays, but they also act like this in front of guests. If you don't know, you would think they are deliberately targeting others.

Wuxun paused, not knowing what to say for a moment. He put down his chopsticks, his raven eyelashes drooped slightly, and he said slowly: "Master, I was wrong, and I won't make the same mistake again."

"Hmph! I hope so." Wu Rong was worried about the girl, afraid that she would be sad outside alone, so he stood up and walked out.

It rains a lot in spring, and the scene is hazy with drizzle for several days in a row. The flower buds and tender leaves on the treetops are growing carefully, and when the sun comes out, they can't wait to stretch their bodies and bring a touch of bright color.

At this time, outside the courtyard fence, Wei Mingyu, who had been cooped up in the room for several days, was walking with a book in his hand and humming a song happily.

The warm sunlight shines through the bamboo leaves, casting spots of glassy luster on the ground. From a distance, it looks like the sparkling surface of a lake.

Before she had walked far, Wei Mingyu suddenly discovered that there was a person lying on the grass where she often stayed, and there was something that looked like a chair next to him.

I walked closer out of curiosity and saw that it was Wuxun.

He was lying in the lush new spring grass, with the large scarlet corners of his clothes pressing down on the bright green buds, as if... as if a bright poisonous mushroom was stuck in the ground, inexplicably funny.

Wei Mingyu thought about it and walked over. Just as she squatted down to see what was going on with him, the man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her. His thick and long eyelashes were like fluttering butterflies, revealing a little bit of sparkling light inside, and then he closed lazily.

Looking at his face that was as white as if transparent and his soft lips that were abnormally red, Wei Mingyu hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his fingertips, which were covered with a little light of light of merit, and gently fell on the wrist of the handsome young man hanging by his side.

"What are you doing?" Wu Xun suddenly withdrew his hand when he felt his skin being touched. His beautiful peach blossom eyes looked at the girl in front of him with a hint of fierceness.

Wei Mingyu pursed her lips timidly, her almond-shaped eyes misted with tears: "I'm sorry, I thought you..."

After noticing that it was a book that she was poking at his wrist, Wu Xun slowly breathed a sigh of relief, his tone still a little cold: "Stay away from me in the future."

"No peace!"

A black shadow flashed by, and a dazed young man in black appeared in front of them. He reached out and helped Wuxun to a wheelchair beside him, and pushed him towards the courtyard.