The windows were closed and no more creaking sounds were made. At the same time, the wind outside the window could not blow in. Only a very small part could blow in through the cracks in the door, but it could not relieve the stuffy heat in the house.
At this moment, Xiaohe couldn't fall asleep anymore, she was very restless due to the heat.
Sima Yalan couldn't hold on any longer, looked at Xiao He and said: "Go, open the window, the room is stuffy."
While complaining, he used a fan on the side to cool himself while watching Xiao He's movements.
Xiaohe hurried to the window and opened it quickly
The wind outside the window came in fiercely, making Xiao He feel much more comfortable in her stuffy body, and the squeaking sound naturally followed.
Sima Yalan frowned more and more as she listened to the squeaking sounds.
This window can neither be closed nor opened. It is really torturing her.
Throwing down the fan, she shouted angrily: "I don't want to live in this damn place anymore. I want to run around. Someone is coming! Someone is coming!"
Outside the empty bamboo house, Sima Yalan's roar seemed so weak and weak, and it did not disturb anyone except Xiao He at all.
This night, she could be said to have been tortured
The next day, the sky was full of fish dew, and the sun was shining faintly into the small bamboo house, shining on the drowsy two people, making them even more drowsy, with no intention of waking up.
Yes, after a long night of hard work, they should be tired and have a good rest.
On the other side, Xia Luoying woke up in Ming Qiye's arms, but she didn't show any discomfort. Instead, she seemed to have adapted to it and was unremarkable.
Little Pigeon is sick and can't get out of bed yet. Her body bones are not as strong as Sima Yalan's. She was already in a coma after being whipped and hasn't woken up yet.
Ming Qiye has sent a new maid to take care of Xia Luoying, but for Xia Luoying, it is not as comfortable as taking care of Little Pigeon.
The clothes the maid picked for her and the bun she wore were not what she liked, but there was nothing she could do about it.
"Where are you going? Let's have breakfast later."
After getting acquainted, Xia Luoying was about to leave, but Ming Qiye called her to stop her.
"I'm going to see the little pigeons"
After answering lightly, Xia Luoying already signaled the maid to help her leave.
Ming Qiye wanted to say something else, but the words got stuck in his throat, so he said nothing more.
The little pigeon is different to her. Yesterday, everyone was busy with Sima Yalan's affairs, and she still hadn't gone to see the little pigeon. It might as well go and see it now.
Following Xia Luoying's departure, Ming Qiye also walked out.
Outside the little pigeon's door, the little tiger is always guarding
Xia Luoying and Xiao Gezi don't feel at ease if others protect them. They can only rest assured if they are left to Xiao Huzi.
The brother and sister have nothing to do with each other, and there are not so many rules. It would be best if he keeps it and other maids help to serve it.
Xiao Huzi was guarding the door drowsily. When he saw Xia Luoying coming, he immediately stood up and saluted.
"There aren't that many rules-"
Before he finished speaking, Xia Luoying immediately stepped forward to support Xiao Huzi when he saw that the blood supply to his head was insufficient because he got up in a hurry, causing him to feel dizzy.