Ying Jingyu rubbed his chin and let out a hiss: "Of course it hurts. You used it on the top of your head. Look at me, I can't even speak."
Yue Ximeng was so distressed that she was so anxious that she almost cried: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, how can I get work done then?"
Jingyu looked at the other party's charming appearance, smiled inwardly, and pretended to say: "Then... come and rub the young master."
"good!"
As she spoke, Yue Ximeng stretched out her tender white right hand without hesitation and began to rub Jingyu's chin gently.
Jingyu glanced at Ximeng's serious and worried face, and said softly: "Are you still blaming the young master?"
Ximeng looked at each other, then lowered his gaze and rubbed his chin carefully, saying, "What are you talking about, Master? How could the slave family blame Master?"
Jingyu grabbed Ximeng's hand that was squeezing his chin. Ximeng was startled and wanted to pull away, but how could he match the other's strength?
Jingyu stared at that beautiful face and said, "Really not?"
"It really doesn't happen. Master, don't think too much about it."
"Then why did you run away just now?"
"I... I want to give the young master another basin of hot water."
"What about hot water?"
"..."
"Is it hard to say that you don't blame the young master?"
"Young Master, the slave family will not feel uncomfortable if you don't have one."
"Hey, Xi Meng, you are already my family, you can say anything you want. If you get sick from suppressing it in your heart, then the young master will be guilty."
"Sir...I..."
Ying Jingyu couldn't stand being beaten like this. He picked up Yue Ximeng's delicate body and said, "Hey, if you don't tell the truth, I will torture you."
Yue Ximeng, who was in Jing Yu's arms, shook her head as if resigned to her fate and said: "I am telling the truth. The slave family has been the master's for a long time. I would rather be tortured by the master, but..."
"Just what?"
"I just ask you, sir... to be gentle."
Ying Jingyu was also so agitated by this girl that he couldn't believe that he wouldn't be able to pry open this little girl's mouth today.
He carried Yue Ximeng to the bedside, then gently placed him on the bed, with a wicked smile on his face: "The young master is coming soon, so I asked you if you are afraid."
Yue Ximeng sat up and looked at Jing Yu's somewhat unfamiliar face. She was so frightened that she covered her face with her hands and curled up her legs: "Young Master, don't do it."
"Hey, it's too late to beg for mercy now."
As he spoke, Jingyu stretched out his hands, explored Yue Ximeng's elbows, and jumped with his fingers.
I saw Yue Ximeng laughing loudly on the bed, "Ah... no, Master, haha, hahaha... Master, stop it."
Of course Jingyu didn't stop, he continued to scratch and said, "Should you tell the young master?"
"Ah...haha, young master...what I said is the truth, hurry up...ah haha...stop it now."
Jingyu frowned and increased the pressure on his armpit.
However, Yue Ximeng kept shouting loudly, her face became more and more rosy, and there was a small amount of sweat on her forehead.
"I said, I said, ah...Ximeng tell the truth to the young master, haha...stop it, young master...tell the truth to me."
After hearing this, Ying Jingyu retracted his hands, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the beauty who had stopped stirring on the bed, and said with joy in his heart: "Say it quickly."
Yue Ximeng lay on the bed and panted for a while. She sat up and wiped the sweat from her face. She looked at Ying Jingyu's serious expression and said, "Master..."
Xi Meng hesitated to speak. Thinking of the scene in Jingyu's bedroom just now, her mood instantly dropped, which greatly reduced the joy of the moment.
Jingyu looked at the beauty who suddenly fell into melancholy again, hugged her into his arms, and said warmly: "Silly Meng, what else can't you say to the young master? You haven't said anything for a long time,
Our distance will also become estranged, you know?"
Yue Ximeng grabbed Jing Yu's broad and warm palm, raised her beautiful eyes to look at Jing Yu's caring expression, her depressed mood seemed to be released, and she sobbed and put her pretty face against the other person's strong chest.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Jingyu stroked the long hair on Ximeng's back, and An Wei said: "Silly Ximeng, why do you have such thoughts? Did you have such thoughts after seeing Zheng Chan?"
Yue Ximeng leaned into the other party's arms and nodded: "Well, sir, I asked about Miss Zheng Chan. She has been with the young master recently. I heard that she has solved many problems for the young master. She is very skilled in martial arts and can do a lot for Da Qin."
event..."
"But Ximeng can't do anything, and has to be protected by the young master, which is a drag. The slave family feels that they are useless and can't help the young master. They are afraid that one day the young master will dislike Ximeng and abandon Ximeng."
Jingyu's heart moved: "Everyone is different, why do you bother comparing your own shortcomings to others' strengths?"
Ximeng stopped sobbing and said, "Does the young master also like Miss Zheng Chan?"
"..."
"It's okay, sir. Zheng Chan is such an outstanding girl, and she is good-looking. In the future, the young master will not have only Ximeng as a woman. The slave family has spoken out what is in their heart, so don't hide it, sir."
Jingyu took a deep breath and said, "What are you thinking about? Young Master is not that kind of person. No matter what, Xiao Ximeng, you are the most important in my heart."
Yue Ximeng wrinkled her little nose, a little distrustful: "Then...Miss Zheng Chan seems to like the young master too, doesn't the young master like her?"
"What? Are you jealous, little girl?"
"Jealous? What is jealousy? Does it have anything to do with it?"
"This...jealousy means...how to put it, it means that one person in a couple is attracted to another person, and the other person is unwilling to accept it. Well, that's it."
"Ah? So this is called jealousy. The slave family is not unwilling. If Zheng Chan can help the young master, Xi Meng will also be happy."
Ying Jingyu was so moved by this innocent little girl. This character is so gentle, so great.
Ying Jingyu cleared his throat and said, "To be honest, I have a crush on Zheng Chan."
"kindness."
"It's just that I haven't reached the stage where I want to marry her. I thought she was not young anymore and wanted to find a talented man for her, but she would rather live alone all her life than marry any man."
"Well, then does she only have the young master in her heart?"
Ying Jingyu nodded: "Yes, I wanted to help her solve a lifelong issue. But Zheng Chan revealed her innermost thoughts, and the young master didn't know what to do for a while."
"Oh... So that's it. Did the young master also marry Miss Zheng Chan? With a sister to take care of the young master, the young master can concentrate more on national affairs."
"Hey, how can anyone send their husband out?"
Yue Ximeng raised her face again and said sincerely: "It doesn't matter, young master, Ximeng will not be 'jealous'. In the future, the young master will have many women around him. Since Miss Zheng Chan is so outstanding, if she is really lonely all her life, then Ximeng will
I will feel guilty for the rest of my life."
Ying Jingyu chuckled and stretched out his hand to scratch her little face: "Don't worry, the young master won't have many women around him in the future. It's enough to have you by my side. The young master is not a clumsy person who lusts after women."
Yue Ximeng stayed with Ying Jingyu for a long time, and it seemed that her reserve was gradually dissipating. She wrinkled her nose and said, "Young Master is a liar. Men are lustful. Young Master always bullied the slave family in the past."
Ying Jingyu was startled, then held Xi Meng's chin with one hand and said with a wicked smile: "Then do you like being bullied by the young master, hehe."
Xi Meng blushed and shyly buried her face into Jingyu's chest, shouting angrily: "Young Master is not serious again."
"Tell me if you like it or not, or I'll torture you for a while longer."
Yue Ximeng's delicate body trembled. She felt uncomfortable all over after being scratched by the young master just now. She didn't want to be tortured by him anymore.
"I...I like it."
"Hahaha, you see, the young master can only find happiness with you, but not with others. Isn't this proof that you are better than others?"
Xi Meng was stunned. She didn't expect that her own weakness would also be the reason for Ying Jingyu's liking. She immediately hugged her tighter: "Young Master..."
Ying Jingyu stroked the other person's smooth hair: "So, don't think about useless things in the future. Silly dreams are sad, and the master will also be unhappy. If you are not by my side, I will feel like a piece of my body has been cut off.
Like flesh, it will suffer for a lifetime. Do you understand?"
Ximeng's soul trembled after hearing this. She never thought that the young master would have such a deep feeling for her. She raised her beautiful eyes and looked at those extremely firm black eyes and said: "Young master, I understand. From now on."
Meng will never say that the young master doesn’t want me anymore.”
"Young Master..." He said, closing his eyes in confusion, and immediately brought them to Jing Yu's lips.