Dress like a villain in the palm of your hand

It wasn't until the evening of the next day that Ji Sheng vaguely realized that Luo Wenxin was quarreling with him.

It was night, and it was pitch black outside and inside the house, and there was no light at all.

The small hut is located in the bamboo forest, and the furniture is naturally made of green bamboo.

The small bed made of bamboo was not very stable, and it creaked after a little movement, but Ji Sheng hugged him and kissed him quietly for a long time, but there was still something wrong with the kiss.

Thinking of the feeling when I was in Zui Tu Mountain, I wanted to relive it again.

He gnawed on the young man's tender cheeks, took a heavy breath, squeezed his hand and pulled it there, trying to coax him to help again.

She might have said everything she had said, but Luo Wenxin refused anyway, turned around, and turned her back towards him.

Ji Cheng broke his shoulders, trying to turn him over, but he began to cry one by one, trying not to let Ji Cheng hear it.

There was still a bit of suppressed hoarseness in the man's voice, "What's wrong?"

"I don't want to do it for you." The young man cried and choked, his thin shoulders trembling, "Every time, it's always you... whatever you want, just do it, and don't ask me..."

"I'm so sleepy, you still want to be like this."

Luo Wenxin wiped away tears, and the few words she said were fragmented and pitiful, "Before, you clearly promised to ask me in the future, but it's as if you didn't say anything, you forgot everything..."

"Why are you doing this?"

Luo Wenxin accused him with tears, Ji Sheng's fire was extinguished a little, and he looked down at him.

The man's eyes were dark, and when he looked at people with a frown, he naturally had an aura that would scare a child into tears.

Ke Luo Wenxin wiped away tears, but did not meet his gaze.

In addition, he was angry with him, so even if he saw it, he was not afraid of him.

Ji Sheng was a little confused, let him cry for a while, and when he was tired from crying and had no strength, he took the opportunity to turn him over.

Luo Wenxin's whole body was limp, and it didn't take any effort for him to fiddle with her. The grievance in her heart became a little stronger, and she wiped her eyes with her sleeve, and the corners of her eyes were red.

"Which?" Ji Sheng touched the corners of his crying eyes, and was "slapped" open again, and paused, "You don't want to help me?"

Luo Wenxin covered her eyes and nodded.

Ji Sheng stared at him, then asked, "Don't you like it?"

Luo Wenxin shook her head, as if she felt that something was wrong, she quickly nodded again, and ended up getting a little confused.

Ji Sheng thought for a while, as if he had made a big concession, "Then shall I help you first?"

"..." Luo Wen cried out a small snot bubble in anger.

Fortunately, he covered his face and didn't let Ji Sheng see it.

Sucking his nose, he pushed Ji Sheng out with hands and feet, "I don't want you to do it! I don't want to help you either..."

The small thatched hut has only two bedrooms, which are not very big, and the bed inside is even smaller, almost only half of the size of the warm pavilion where Luo Wenxin sleeps in Xianyun Zhuang.

Luo Wenxin was small and thin, so the small wooden bed was more than enough for him to lie on alone, but it would not be so nice to be next to a nine-foot-long man with big tendons all over his body.

The two of them slept on this bed, almost without Ji Sheng intentionally coming over, they were both close enough.

"..."

Ji Sheng was pushed a few times by him, and almost fell out of the bed, he frowned, turned over, and fell asleep a little more, his whole body was almost on Luo Wenxin's body.

With one arm propped up on the side of the boy's neck, his voice lowered a little, "What's wrong?"

Just listening to the voice, there is actually a bit of gentleness.

Ji Sheng felt that he was unhappy.

But why not happy?

Ji Sheng didn't understand.

But it wasn't the first time Luo Wenxin got angry with him.

Ji Sheng touched him for the first time, kissed him for the first time, which made Luo Wenxin unhappy.

Luo Wenxin's performance when he was angry was always obvious.

Because the eyes are too big, it is difficult to hold back the tears, and they always roll down the cheeks after a short time, like crystal beads.

Not only crying, but also beating him, calling him perverted and insane.

Such obvious temper tantrums, although Ji Sheng has never told anyone about it, but he also vaguely knows that it is extremely useful.

Being hit by him is not enough, I wish I could grab his hand and hit him a few more times.

But this time, Luo Wenxin's mood was slightly different - she seemed to be unhappy, but she didn't want him to know.

Ji Sheng thought for a while, and the only possible reason he could think of was that he bit him that afternoon.

But Ji Sheng coaxed him on the spot and made him bite back.When she was sleeping that night, there was another quarrel, and Luo Wenxin seemed to be fine except that she was a little more delicate than usual.

What's more, since the night of falling into the water, Luo Wenxin has not shown much resistance to his closeness, and is willing to let him kiss and touch obediently.

That night when Zui Tushan was drunk, he wanted to push forward, but he succeeded without using much effort.

Why did you suddenly refuse again?

Ji Sheng took a closer look at the boy's face, and recognized that it was not the coquettish cry after being bullied in the past, but the kind of tears that were really unhappy, and he couldn't help but become more puzzled.

"Still blaming me for biting you?" He thought for a while, held the boy's shoulder, and shook it lightly, not daring to use any strength, "I'm sorry."

In front of Luo Wenxin, Ji Sheng was always willing to apologize.

Feeling that I made him unhappy, I immediately "apologized" in my own way, and it was the same this time.

But the man apologized so bluntly, the depression in Luo Wen's heart still didn't dissipate much, and he even became more and more panicked.

...It's not because of being bitten at all.

It's not because he hates being kissed by him.

It's just, just... Ji Sheng never said why he kissed him.

Once like this, Luo Wenxin hadn't reacted yet.

But it was always like this, even if Luo Wenxin wasn't smart, she still realized that the two boys shouldn't have become like this in a daze.

Ji Sheng was still shaking his shoulders to apologize, but as he spoke, he started to make old mistakes again, leaning his head towards his neck, kissing him like a big dog, making it all wet of water marks.

Luo Wen sucked her nose in her heart, being pressed by the man's hard chest and abdomen, she panicked, and was restrained by his arms so that she couldn't move, so she gave up struggling and buried her head in the pillow.

It's just that in the end, he didn't agree to help him.

The three lived in Lu Qi's small hut for a few days.

Ji Sheng and Meng Qiao practiced in the forest during the day, and returned to rest in the thatched hut at night, eating as richly as ever.

The summer in Gusu is not very hot, especially after a light rain, the green bamboo behind the house was drenched, and the bamboo leaves were green and moist. When the shallow sun came out, it sprinkled down through the bamboo leaves, It actually felt a bit like spring.

Luo Wenxin sat in front of the window, looked at the rain outside the window, and when the rain subsided, she lowered her eyes and touched a small bamboo butterfly on the table in front of her.

The little butterfly is very delicately woven, and the two butterfly wings are painted with pink gold powder. It really looks like a little butterfly flying among the flowers in spring, very vivid.

This was given to him by Ji Sheng yesterday.

They rode their horses to the city, and when they came back, they were travel-stained and looked a little cold.

But when Luo Wenxin looked over, his eyes softened a little, Ji Sheng untied a bag of gadgets wrapped in sky blue cloth, and gave them to Luo Wenxin as if offering treasures.

There were small animals made of straw, painted masks, and little figures made of clay, all of which were taken out by the man with eyebrows frowned, and then handed to Luo Wenxin.

Luo Wenxin poked at the butterfly's wings, remembering how weird and cute these things were when they were held by a man's rough palm, so he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Realizing that he was laughing, he tried hard to hold it back, puffing his mouth in annoyance.

Of course he knew that this was Ji Sheng trying to please him.

He also really likes it a little bit, but he still remembers that he is not happy.

Finally, he was really upset once, he didn't want to act like he was coaxed by something that only children like so easily.

So when Ji Sheng gave it to him, he just took it rather coldly, with a serious face, and didn't even smile at Ji Sheng.

Just let him hang out.

Otherwise, this person always only knows how to kiss and kiss!

Luo Wenxin poked the butterfly's head resentfully. After a while, his eyes became crooked again. He pinched the butterfly's wings and looked out the door with his head.

It's just...it's already so late, why hasn't Ji Sheng come back yet?

He and Meng Qiao left early this morning.

At this moment, the sun had already set, but there was no one in sight.

Suddenly, the wooden door was pushed open with a "squeak", and a person came in.

Luo Wenxin quickly turned her head to look over, but saw Lu Qi who was carrying some fresh vegetables.

Luo Wenxin paused, feeling a little disappointed, but she quickly put down the toy in her hand, walked over, and stretched out her two thin arms, "Let me help you, you need to wash it, right?"

Lu Qi glanced at him, his eyes fell on his tender hands without a trace of calluses, and said calmly, "Sit down."

Then he went into the kitchen.

Luo Wenxin hesitated for a moment, then slowly followed him and moved in, not knowing where to stand, feeling that he was a little in the way.

But he didn't mean to come in to get in the way, it's just that he felt a little embarrassed after eating free food for so many days.

In the past, when he lived in Xianyunzhuang, even though he was living under the fence, Xianyunzhuang was rich, and Luyi, who was a maidservant, was also dressed in bright and bright clothes, and she could get dozens of taels of silver a month for food and clothing. All the best.

Luo Wenxin lived in the Zhuangzi, and was taken care of as a young master. The attention to detail often made him feel as if he had changed places, but he was actually still at home.

In addition, his body was too weak at that time, and it was difficult for him to even get out of bed in the first few months. He was thankful that he had a place to stay, and he didn't have the time to think about other things.

But Lu Qi was different.

He was about the same age as Luo Wenxin, but his life was quite simple. He lived in a small hut and wore ordinary linen clothes. To provide food for the three of them would cost him a lot of savings.

But Luo Wenxin didn't have much money, and she was a little debt collector raised by others, so after much deliberation, she had no choice but to help him with what she could.

Luo Wenxin moved a few steps in the kitchen, thought for a while, and felt that all she could do was wash vegetables.

He walked over, just put his hand into the wooden basin of vegetables, looked up and down, just didn't know what to do, when he heard a voice behind him, quite helplessly, "What are you doing?"

Luo Wenxin was startled, turned around quickly, put her hands behind her back, met Lu Qi's gaze, and stammered, "I want to wash the vegetables..."

"No need." Lu Qi asked him to go out, "Sit down."

Luo Wenxin was kicked out, and sat by the window again, holding her face in depression, watching the bright moonlight washed by the rain.

There was a faint tingling in the fingertips.

Luo Wenxin braced his face for a while, took off his hand, looked under the moonlight, and saw a small opening.

Probably accidentally scratched it in the kitchen just now.

But shallow, not even a trace of blood.

He sighed and hid his hands again.

There's nothing serious about a wound of this degree, but Luo Wen's heart is delicate, if it were in the previous life, he would definitely cry.

When he cries, my mother will be anxious, and the servant will probably immediately bring the medicine box, disinfect and bandage him carefully.

But in this life, her delicate temperament has to be restrained.

Just like when he was in Xianyunzhuang, he was knocked out with a long bruise on the back of his waist, and he endured it all the time, and was finally discovered when he had no other choice.

Acting like a baby is only useful for those who love you.

If Ji Sheng is at this moment...

Luo Wenxin blinked her eyes, and immediately stopped thinking.

Ji Sheng doesn't love others, he only bullies them.