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Jiusu put his hands behind his back and said gently, "Why didn't you go and open another one?"

Mei Ling said: "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Then you can sleep in the same room with me." Jiusu said, "It's too cold outside, come in quickly."

Mei Ling shyly closed the door. She had been brought up clean since childhood, but she knew a lot. She knew what was going to happen next. She was going to share a bed with this man, but this Master Jia was so gentle.

She worriedly asked, "Will the Madam be angry?"

Jiusu shook his head and said, "She won't do that. She thinks I'm incompetent and has been sleeping in a separate bed from me for a long time."

Mei Ling hugged the young master's waist and was slightly startled. It was so thin, like a woman's waist. No, she couldn't think of him like that. He was so gentle that she forgot her main purpose.

"I will accompany you."

Jiusu pushed her hand away, asked the waiter for another quilt and pillow, spread them on the floor, and said, "You sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep on the floor."

There was the sound of a woman sobbing.

Mei Ling choked up and said, "Sir, do you dislike me? My body is very clean."

Jiusu lay on the floor, looking at the delicate woman sitting beside the bed.

"I don't dislike you, I'm just a little tired today. If we make any noise, the lady will be angry and you will be beaten tomorrow."

"What do you mean, sir..." she asked, raising her red eyes.

Jiusu said: "I will feel bad."

Mei Ling's heart was filled with waves. She looked at the 'Young Master' with complicated eyes, struggling between testing and liking him.

Lying on the bed.

Finally leaned towards liking it.

"Sir, don't feel bad. I am just a poor girl."

Jiusu's voice was deep and quiet, "No one is born pitiful. No matter who you are or what you are, you can live a wonderful life."

In the dark Tianzihao room, bursts of sobbing were heard.

"..."

"?"

Song Wang was holding the undercoat he had just taken off and was about to lock the door when he saw Qiu Man rushing in. He frowned and put his outer coat back on.

Turn around and fasten the hidden button.

He asked in a deep voice: "Ms. Qiu, why didn't you knock on the door?"

Qiu Man swallowed nervously. Lord Song had a great figure. Her words seemed to be coated with a layer of shyness. "It was an emergency. There was no time to knock on the door."

Song Wang sat down, his eyelashes cast a shadow.

"Tell me how urgent it is."

Qiu Man said: "I have become Sister Jiusu's wife. Oh, no, Sister Jiusu has become my husband. That's not right. How should I put it? Sister Jiusu brought back a dancer."

The girl held her fingernails in her mouth, raised her head and stared with big eyes, as if she was thinking about it.

Song Wang took a deep breath and said, "Why don't you listen to what you are saying? It's late at night, get out now! How can a man and a woman be alone together?"

Qiu Man snorted softly, put his hands on his hips, and looked as if he was sitting as steady as a mountain.

"do not want!"

Song Wang glanced at him and walked outside.

But someone grabbed his sleeve, and his calm voice was tinged with anger: "Let go!"

Qiu Man let go, shook her head and turned around arrogantly, sitting on the edge of the bed, and reminded: "Master Song, if you are not afraid of alerting the enemy and ruining Sister Jiusu's plan, you can go out."

Song Wang compromised.

Qiu Man patted the seat next to her and sat down when she saw the man with a bad look on his face.

She leaned closer and asked, "Master Song, why are you so nervous? This is obviously your house. Can I eat you?"

"Yeah, I want to know too. This is obviously my house." Song Wang emphasized his words and asked, "Why did Miss Qiu occupy my house?"

Qiu Man lowered his head guiltily.

She turned over, hugged the quilt, closed her eyes, and said, "Sister Jiusu disguised herself as a man, gained Shao Jie's trust, and successfully asked for a large amount of goods. By the way, she asked Lord Song to send more people to keep an eye on the Shao Mansion, and maybe they would catch a big fish. However, Shao Jie arranged a dancer to be a spy for Sister Jiusu, and I happened to run into her, so I had to act as the wife of Sister Jiusu, who was disguised as a man. Of course, it was just a pretense. The person I really like is..."

No further text was written.

Because she fell asleep.

Song Wang pursed his lips, covered her with the quilt, lowered the bed curtain, walked to the window and gestured into the darkness. He had been sitting there for half the night and was extremely energetic.

He looked at the figure behind the bed curtains.

I took a sip of tea. How could one sleep so soundly?

He fell asleep in the second half of the night.

It was daybreak and the sun was shining into the guest room next door. Mei Ling slowly opened her eyes and saw that there was no one lying on the floor. She quickly got out of bed.

I just happened to run into the waiter who came over.

The waiter took a look at the room where she appeared and asked respectfully, "Excuse me, are you Miss Mei Ling?"

Seeing her nodding.

She continued, "This is the meal that Master Jia prepared for you. He said that he saw you were sleeping soundly, so he didn't disturb you. But he had to wake you up at this time to eat, fearing that you didn't get enough rest and that you were hungry."

"Where is Mr. Jia?" she asked.

The waiter said, "It seems he went out to do some work. Don't worry, he will be back. I haven't paid for the meal yet."

Mei Ling's eyes gradually turned red.

She looked at the food on the table and started crying only after the waiter left.

She picked up the chopsticks and ate while crying, "Wow, why are you so nice to me?"

Boom boom boom!

There was an inopportune knock on the door.

Mei Ling quickly wiped away her tears, stood up, and asked, "Who?"

The figure said, "The master asked if you slept well. He asked you to come to the mansion when you have time."

"I understand." Mei Ling said solemnly.

She washed her face and drew her eyebrows again, looking in the mirror, she looked energetic and happy. She was no longer a child, she could tell right from wrong in some things, and who cared about her.

Even if it's a lie.

Jiusu was not idle that day. She went to find extras. They were all family slaves with death contracts and did not dare to do any tricks. She returned to the inn with Qiu Man.

The room was empty.

Qiu Man said angrily, "She must have gone to Shao Jie to complain. Oh, I won't say any more. I've been watching the wonderful scenes for the whole morning and I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep now."

And this time.

As soon as Jiusu sat down, the door opened.

Mei Ling's eyes lit up, "Master, you're back? Where's your wife?"

Jiusu took a sip of tea and coughed lightly.

"She's still angry. She's probably sleeping in the house."

Mei Ling said: "Madam has such a bad temper. Sir, you are too good-tempered. It makes me sad to see you like that." She grabbed the handkerchief and wrapped it around her fingers.

My mood is like a handkerchief, so twisted.

"Sir, if you don't ask, where have I been?"

Jiusu touched his dry face. Hey, Meiling is here, and there is no time to remove makeup. His skin will probably be worse when he goes back. "It's your freedom to go wherever you want. I have no right to ask."

Mei Ling's tears fell.

She knelt on the ground and cried, "Sir, I have not betrayed you. Please do not be so indifferent to me. The master went back and asked me to reply that I did not reveal any information about you. The master hoped that you were a playboy, but you are not such a person. For your sake, I made up a lie and said that you were very licentious and immoral."

Jiusu helped the man up.

"I didn't doubt you, don't cry, I just felt guilty for deceiving a kind girl."

Mei Ling wiped her tears, held his hand, and said, "You don't need to feel guilty. What makes me happiest is that you can do what you want."