He, what is he doing?
Author: Zhai and Little Salted Fish Modify Date: 2023/6/28 14:08:01 Word Count: 3542
As soft as a marshmallow, but with temperature and elasticity, it seems to have... The taste of lean porridge, thousands of thoughts flashed in Qianmiao's brain in an instant, did not seem to be enough to describe how he felt now. Even now, he still has a sense of unreality, but the person in front of him seems to be reminding him that all this is actually happening.
After a long time, her lips parted, and Qian Miao realized what kind of mess she had done when her brain was hot. Can... He is not Megumi Yanagita, and it is impossible to control himself at such a time. Dare to ask, except for some kind of dogs, where in the world can anyone control themselves and not do some things before the light that they have been thinking about for more than ten years? Moreover, not everyone is a eunuch.
He hugged Zhai Wusheng tightly, and then put his head on Zhai Shusheng's shoulder, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, his left hand gently smoothed her hair, and at the same time the spiritual power in his hand surged, drying all the hair strands: "My brain is a little confused, and I can't organize my own language, but we still have a lot of time for you to understand everything." "
Qianmiao let go of the somewhat confused Zhai Shusheng, stood up, did not dare to look at her again, as if there was some feeling of snatching the door out, left a word, and went out.
"I'll go out first, don't go out in the room."
As the door was closed, the room was quiet again, and Zhai Wusheng was still sitting there sluggishly, the amount of information pouring into her head at one time was too large, she couldn't figure out for a while, what happened, she had just been kissed by the Lord's family? The main family seemed to have said something to her after kissing her, but her brain was a little chaotic and did not remember, after saying it, the main family ran away and did not let her go out, is that so?
She tried to sort out her thoughts just now, but her brain was full of the feeling of the master's lips touching her own, lingering in her mind. Also, what did he just say? What am I going to understand?
Zhai Wusheng is a little crazy, he is a slave and master's family, don't let me think about these brain-draining things, okay?
But, the Lord, he should be a good man, right? I haven't eaten meat for a long time, and this outfit...
Somehow, my nose was sour, and tears somehow flowed from the corners of my eyes and rolled down my cheeks, and my unbelievable mood and feeling were even worse. How long has it been since she shed tears? It's been a long time.
It should have dried up long ago. She wiped it again and again, but the tears were like a, refusing to stop, as if there was something broken in her heart, and she wanted to shed all the tears of the past few years.
"No, you can't cry," she thought, "Mr. Chimiao, you should really be a very good person." She wiped her eyes hard, but it was useless, but the eye sockets became more and more red, and they were a little swollen.
Outside the window, the sound of rain seemed to be a little quieter, and from time to time the sound of conversation came, and in this inn in the border city, she felt the warmth for a long time.
[At the same time, at the town hall]
"Auction?" While putting the identity certificate that had just been obtained for Sai Wusheng into her pocket, Qian Miao looked at the man again and again and asked, "Will there be a vocal cord of the Ming Beast that will be sold?" "
That person looks very happy, too, you can earn almost a year's salary for nothing, who doesn't want to have this good thing? He replied, "I don't know, but there may be sellers, I have an invitation ticket here, you can use this if you want to go." The employee took out a well-crafted invitation voucher from the drawer and placed it on the table: "Tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, you can also bring two servants." "
Qian Miao's eyes lit up, smiled at the man, put away the gift certificate, stood up and prepared to leave: "Thank you, it's a big help." With that, he got up and left the personnel department of the city hall, ready to go home.
"Come here when you have time." The employee smiled and said politely, this is a rich boy, but he has to provide well.
"Definitely." Qianmiao nodded, then didn't say anything more, and went straight out the door.
Qian Miao stood at the door of the city hall, looking at the Ping An Hotel not far away, a little worried, how should he face her when he went back? While thinking, he took a step and walked into the rain. It is also strange to say that the raindrops seem to be automatically avoided not far from him, but in fact, if the raindrops look closely, they will find that they were hit by a small electric current at the moment they were close to him, and then directly vaporized.
The journey is not long, only six or seven minutes, Qian Miao pushed open the door of the Ping An Hotel, there is no one in the lobby on the first floor, the reception of the hotel is still sitting at the counter, heard the door ringing and just looked up and lowered his head again, the boss was lying on the sofa on the side, did not look at the image of sleeping, Qian Miao walked through the lobby and walked into the elevator on the side, this elevator is an old-fashioned elevator, even the door can not automatically open and close the kind, but there will be people in the elevator who specifically control the elevator and open and close the door.
"Third floor."
The elevator rose slowly, and finally stopped on the third floor, waiting for the waiter to open the elevator door, Qianmiao walked out, he figured it out, anyway, she doesn't understand so much now, just admit the mistake, it should be enough.
Thinking so, he took the key from his pocket and opened the door.
There was still no light on in the room, Qian Miao fumbled at the door to turn the light on, and as the spirit stone formation was activated, the light filled the entire room.
"Zhai Wusheng?"
Chimiao looked into the room and saw that Sai had fallen asleep on the table, but dinner had not yet been eaten.
He stepped forward and was about to pat her to wake her up, but found her closed, but her eyes were red and swollen and tear stained. The originally outstretched hand withdrew, but two hands picked her up and gently placed her on the bed.
"Good night and a good rest. See you tomorrow. "
Qianmiao looked at the sleeping face of the person on the bed, but still restrained the thought of kissing again, went into the bathroom to wash, lay on another bed, and soon fell asleep.
One night without a word.
When she opened her eyes again, the sunlight outside had filled the entire room, and although Qianmiao's brain was still a little drowsy, she subconsciously turned her head to look at Sai Wusheng's bed, unexpectedly, she was not in bed.
"Huh?"
Qian Miao was agitated, and his drowsy head was immediately not sleepy, he sat up at once, looked left and right, and found that Zhai Wusheng was standing by his bed.
"How long have you been up?" He motioned for her to sit down: "Don't stand all the time, weird." By the way," Qianmiao patted her head and took out her identity certificate from the pocket of her clothes folded on the side: "This is your identity certificate, I can't solve it except for the slave tattoo, but your collar that symbolizes slaves can be untied." "
"Mine?" Sai gestured, "Is it really mine?" "
"Really." Qianmiao nodded, put the identification certificate in her hand, and said with a smile: "It's real, Miss Saibusheng." However," he said with a difficult face, "because of the slave tattoo, you can only follow me." "
"It's all right, Lord." The corners of Zhai Wusheng's mouth rose slightly, as if he was smiling at him? However, the expression is still a little stiff, probably the reason why there have been few expressions in these years.
Just this inconspicuous smile made Qianmiao suddenly refreshed, he stood up, stretched, and then stood up, took his clothes and walked into the bathroom, although she was blind, he didn't sleep in a top yesterday, only a pair of big pants, but it didn't mean that he had the face to go all in front of a person of the opposite sex he liked.
After changing his clothes, he walked out, walked to Zhai Wusheng, reached out to untie her collar, and then smiled and took her arm: "Let's go, let's go to breakfast." "
Saying that, he pulled Zhai Shusheng, who was still a little confused, downstairs and out of the hotel.
Look at the sun overhead, it is about eight o'clock, Qian Miao took a deep breath, sure enough, the air after the rain is really refreshing, today's sky is also excellent, cloudless, and there is no feeling of heat. Walking again, Qian Miao touched the gift certificate in her pocket: "At ten o'clock, let's have a meal and walk directly over." He thought.
Unlike yesterday afternoon, all kinds of vendors gathered on the streets, you can only smell all kinds of breakfast in the morning, seriously, in addition to the capital of the major races, this border city is the most varied, they bring together the different food flavors and characteristics of the major races, and it is very likely to find what you like to eat.
"Bread? Too unpressing, don't; Green peas with various sauces? It's so weird that I don't want to eat it; Barbecue? No, no, eat every day in the wild, and, who eats barbecue in the morning? "
Looking at all kinds of breakfast stalls, Qian Miao complained in her heart one by one, and Zhai Wusheng behind her secretly swallowed saliva while walking, it was too fragrant, besides, she didn't eat last night.
"I'll go, I even have this." Qian Miao's eyes lit up, bean juice, I didn't drink this thing in the capital before. But... He glanced back at Sai Shusheng behind him, she probably wouldn't be able to drink this somewhat sour taste. Soy milk should be fine, though.
Making up her mind, Qian Miao pulled two stools by the side of the stall, motioned for Zhai Wusheng to sit down, and shouted at the boss: "Hey, boss, a bowl of bean juice, a bowl of soy milk, five large meat buns." "
"Okay!" The boss is a middle-aged man, busy in front of the stall, first put the bean juice out of the bucket, and then poured the soy milk, then brought it to Qian Miao: "Eyes, you, in this city, there are few people who like to drink this thing, it turns out to be from the capital, right?" The buns have to wait a bit, they haven't come out yet. "
"Harm, the main thing is that I am not used to drinking, but this thing is good for the body." Qian Miao also smiled and talked to the boss: "I haven't returned to the capital for some days, so I can be regarded as drinking bean juice once." "
Sai Wusheng sat on the side, touched the soy milk bowl in front of him with his hand, and then came close to sniff with his nose and take a sip. Soy milk is warm and also quenches thirst. The boss is very careful, the soy milk is stored in a constant temperature bucket after it is beaten, and she drinks this bowl of soy milk to feel that the hunger is not so strong.
"Did you finish drinking?" Qian Miao had just finished talking to the boss, and when he turned his head, he found that the bowl in front of Zhai Wusheng was already empty, and he was a little surprised: "The buns haven't been served yet." "
"Here are the buns." As soon as his words fell, the boss came over with the bun and put it in front of the two. Qian Miao picked up one: "Come, try?" "
The nose of Saiyu Sheng's nose is shrugging, and the mixed taste of flour and meat... Is it meatloaf? She stretched out her hand, picked one up as well, and bit down, but this bite was a little deep, and the soup in the bun overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and she hurriedly covered the corner of her mouth and wiped the soup off.
Qian Miao smiled and picked up the tissue and leaned over: "Eat slowly." While taking her hand and wiping it clean with a tissue: "No hurry." "
Zhai Wusheng nodded obediently, but the movement of his hand did not stop, and he said that a bun was stuffed into his mouth in three or two strokes, bulging and extremely cute.
Seeing this, Qian Miao did not speak, ate his own buns, and after drinking the bean juice, he watched with a smile as Zhai Wusheng swept four buns alone.
"Boss, check out! Don't look for more. Qian Miao put two chapters of twenty-bronze bills on the table and walked towards the huge auction hall not far away. After all, I haven't been to the auction for a long time, so you still have to get familiar with the process.
Qian Miao stood at the door of the hall, looked at the scattered guards, and nodded with satisfaction, if nothing else, this security is still good, there should be no one who can break through this security and make trouble at the auction, right?
Thinking so, Qianmiao walked up the steps and walked into the auction hall with Zhai Wusheng.