There's something wrong with the general.

"Is there any injury?"

Wen Yuxi was delighted, knowing that he would not blame her.

He quickly stood up, raised his arms, and turned in front of him: "Brother, look, nothing's wrong. Your wall is too low. Even I, a weakling, can flexibly climb over it. Don't mention those with good skills. If you are trying to protect yourself from those with ulterior motives, nothing will work."

"The person with ulterior motives, are you the one you're talking about?"

Wen Qianyi looked at him meaningfully, a smile on his lips, and a hint of teasing in his words.

Wen Yuxi: “….”

Well, you are picking a fight with me and trying to sabotage me.

Wen Yuxi sat back on the bench, picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth, not mentioning the previous conversation: "Brother, what book were you reading just now? You were so engrossed."

Wen Qianyi raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to go and take a look himself.

Wen Yuxi was about to reach out to take it when he suddenly saw biscuit crumbs on his fingertips.

She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, but Wen Qianyi peeled a chestnut and ate it with relish.

He is such a clean person, I can't let his books get dirty.

He quickly took out a handkerchief from his bosom, wiped his fingertips, and then touched the book.

He flipped through the book casually, but found the words in it obscure and difficult to understand, so he put it down again out of interest.

He pushed the food on the table towards Wen Qianyi, supported his chin with his hands, and lay down in front of the table.

From this angle, it seemed as if Wen Yuxi was looking up at him, her eyes bright and round.

"Brother, what do you do in the mansion every day? Are you always reading? What's so good about this book? It makes people's heads explode."

"I don't watch it every day, but I just watch it to kill time when I have nothing to do."

Wen Qianyi glanced at him. Those eyes seemed to be able to speak, staring at him closely. His heart couldn't help but move suddenly, and his eyelids blinked uncomfortably.

"You've never been fond of reading, so it's normal that you don't like these things."

always?

Wen Yuxi's mind went on fire when he heard that. He quickly straightened up, rubbed his head, and echoed, "Yeah, hahahaha, I'm not like you, big brother, who loves reading. People say I'm a playboy. I can live safely to this day, all thanks to you and father's protection."

Wen Qianyi suddenly frowned.

Wen Yuxi couldn't help but feel confused.

Why does it feel like he's angry again?

"That's not what I meant."

Wen Qianyi explained.

"what?"

Wen Yuxi's mind was full of question marks. What was he talking about? Why could he never keep up with his train of thought?

Seeing his alert look, Wen Qianyi knew that he was overthinking it again.

But what he said was...

Unable to say it, and not wanting him to misunderstand him, Wen Qianyi sat there and couldn't help but feel sullen.

My chest felt like it was filled with pebbles, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

This look frightened Wen Yuxi. He thought that Wen Qianyi's stomach was upset again because he ate these pastries.

The previous vigilance was immediately thrown out of the window. He quickly stood up and walked in front of Wen Qianyi.

Grasping his sleeve, she anxiously asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Wen Qianyi was stunned. By the candlelight, he could clearly see the anxiety in his eyes. His brows relaxed, and his fingers curled slightly. "It seems like he's in some pain."

Wen Yuxi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What do you mean by feeling a little uncomfortable? Feeling uncomfortable means feeling uncomfortable."

He squatted down and extended his arm towards Wen Qianyi.

Wen Qianyi's body stiffened, and he stretched out his hand to separate him: "It's okay."

Wen Yuxi raised his head, a look of annoyance in his eyes: "I'm sorry, brother, these foods are hard to digest, and I let you eat so much."

"I was a little greedy, it has nothing to do with Xier."

Wen Qianyi smiled slightly, and the room was filled with blooming flowers.

Wen Yuxi was dazzled by his beauty and hurriedly shook her head. After recovering, she pulled away Wen Qianyi's blocking hand and said, "Just lie down on the bed."

Wen Qianyi saw the worry in his eyes and knew his stubborn nature, so he stood up and walked towards the bed.

Wen Yuxi took some clothes from the rack and draped them over Wen Qianyi. "It's going to be colder at night. You're not feeling well, so don't sit there reading in thin clothes. Also, reading at night is not good for your eyes. If your eyes get tired, go out and stand for a while, otherwise everything you see will be blurry."

Wen Qianyi stood in front of the bed, tightening his clothes with both hands: "Xi'er, I'm ready to go to bed. It's late, you should go back. Aren't we going to Putuo Mountain together tomorrow?"

Why are you trying to get me to leave even though I'm not feeling well?

Wen Yuxi felt that he had to reap the fruits of the seeds he had sown.

But for some reason, he was fine just now, but suddenly his stomach felt uncomfortable.

"Why are you walking? Just lean on the bed. I'll get you a cup of hot water."

Wen Yuxi poured a glass of water from the table and handed it to Wen Qianyi. He took it obediently and drank the water in the glass.

Wen Yuxi: “…”

Putting the cup back on the table, Wen Yuxi sat on the side of the bed, facing Wen Qianyi: "I feel better after drinking some water."

"much better......"

"Or I can ask the kitchen to make some sour plum soup. It's more appetizing. Judging from your symptoms, it might be indigestion."

Wen Qianyi shook his head, his voice a little weak: "No, it will be fine later."

Wen Yuxi took a deep breath, as if she had made a great decision: "When I was a child, my stomach was uncomfortable, and the nanny would help me rub my stomach. After rubbing for a while, the pain would go away."

?

"Brother, sit down. I'll rub your stomach and it will stop hurting in a while."

Wen Qianyi looked at his expression, which looked like a hero cutting off his own arm, and chuckled.

I couldn't help but want to tease her.

"Really? There's actually such a method. Then Xi'er, come here."

Wen Qianyi had a smile on his lips, his hands open and placed on both sides of his body, as if he was ready to be manipulated.

Seeing him like this, Wen Yuxi felt a little bit stuck.

He curled and opened his fingers, opened and curled them again, and secretly encouraged himself in his heart. It was just rubbing the belly of his fake brother. It was not a difficult thing.

"If it hurts, tell me."

"Ah."

Wen Yuxi tried her best to focus on his stomach, but as soon as her hand touched it, her heart exploded.

Abdominal muscles, there are actually abdominal muscles!

So solid.

But how many pieces are there?

Wen Yuxi's curiosity was aroused, and she rubbed her stomach clockwise a few times, then moved her fingers downwards with ill intentions.

Three, four, five, six, seven...!!!

Huh?

Wen Qianyi's body suddenly heated up, and he straightened up. With a snap, he grabbed Wen Yuxi's wrist, which was still sliding down. "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Wen Yuxi raised her head and saw an inexplicable emotion in Wen Qianyi's eyes that was hard to read.

The coolness on his wrist brought him back to his senses.

Ah!

What on earth did I do...

He wanted to get under the bed immediately.

Her cheeks and ears suddenly turned red, and under the candlelight, her shame and anger were fully revealed.

Wen Yuxi cursed himself inwardly, thinking he was really out of his mind.

Fortunately, he quickly collected himself and put on the expression of a brother joking with his brother: "Not bad, big brother, you actually have eight-pack abs. What were you blocking? I almost touched the last two just now."

Wen Qianyi: "..."

He turned his head away and thought to himself, is this thing really his junior fellow apprentice?

The slightest bit of lustful thoughts that had just emerged in her body and mind were crushed by him without leaving anything behind.

"Xi'er, go back. I need to rest."

Ancestor, you finally drove me away.

Wen Yuxi had a flattering smile on his face: "Okay, you have a good rest, I'll leave now."

Wen Qianyi snorted coldly: "Don't climb over the wall, open the door and go out."

Wen Yuxi smiled and waved at him: "General, as you command."

Wen Qianyi shook his head helplessly.

There was a sound of a door closing outside. He leaned back on the bed and relaxed, then suddenly smiled.