The charming girl

Chapter 33 Sachet
At this moment, Xie Shiyan came back and laughed and made trouble when he saw this scene.

Su Yuyi didn't want to be teased by him, so she turned sideways and tried to sound as cold as possible, "Are you okay?"

Xie Shiyan is really in trouble.

He smiled, put the little white dog in his hand on the ground, patted it, "Go."

However, after not seeing him for half a month, this little white dog seemed to be a little thinner than the last time we saw him. He must have been having a hard time in the mansion.

It seemed to recognize Su Yuyi as it kept circling at her feet and sticking out its tongue, very flattering to her.

Su Yuyi frowned.

"How did you bring it?"

"I am not in the house for a while, so I asked A Deng to take good care of him. Unexpectedly, he is careless and feeds him randomly every day, which makes him very hungry. Now that I leave, it will be half a month before I come back. If I feel more at ease when I hand it over to you.”

"I won't raise it. If you leave it here, I will have it driven out later."

In order to prevent Xie Shiyan from forcing her to take care of the little white dog, Su Yuyi raised her chin slightly to the other side and stopped looking at it.

"After all, I've given it to you, and it's up to you to decide whether you live or die."

After Xie Shiyan left these words, he looked at her with deep recollection, and then left just like that!

Isn't it obvious that we should take advantage of it?
Su Yuyi was slightly unhappy.

But at this moment, the little white dog at her feet came closer, rubbed its head against her feet, and looked at her pitifully and innocently with its bright black eyes.

Su Yuyi almost relented.

Just when she knelt down and was about to pick it up, Xie Shiyan's face suddenly appeared in her mind.

If he really kept this little white dog, wouldn't it be like his wish?
Su Yuyi's heart suddenly changed, and he turned his back and shouted: "Shichun, come here quickly and drive it out."

Shichun came in quickly and took the little white dog out. When he came to the door of the room, the little white dog seemed to know his fate and barked pitifully.

In late autumn, the chill is always a little bit heavier in the middle of the night.

Su Yuyi tossed and turned on the pillow and didn't fall asleep for a long time.

The cold wind crackled on the window lattice, and suddenly a bolt of lightning flashed across, and a muffled thunder sounded in the sky.

Su Yuyi's heart trembled and she immediately sat up from the bed.

Then, she heard the patter of rain, hitting the green tiles and dripping down along the eaves.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but there seemed to be a faint barking of a dog outside the window.

Su Yuyi took a coat and wrapped it around her shoulders. She stood up and opened the window. The cold wind and rain suddenly poured in, blowing the papers and curtains in the room flying everywhere.

There were also some raindrops hitting her face, which was cool.

But she had no time to care about this. She leaned forward and looked under the window.

Under a pot of autumn chrysanthemums in front of the window, a little dumpling was curled up.

The weak voice just now became clearer now.

"Wang, wangwang..."

His voice sounded weak, and he didn't know if he was frozen.

Su Yuyi felt so nervous that he didn't even bother to hold the umbrella. He quickly opened the door and went under the window sill.

Zhai Xia, who was keeping vigil at night, was awakened by the silence. She rubbed her eyes in confusion and almost screamed when she saw a figure passing by.

Realizing that the dark figure was his own young lady, Zhan Xia immediately lost all sleep, and hurriedly held up an oil-paper umbrella and followed her, "Miss, it's so late, what are you doing out here?"

Before Su Yuyi could answer, Zhai Xia was stunned.Just because she saw the young lady holding a little guy covered in black mud in her arms.

In the second half of the night, I started working on this little guy.

Su Yuyi asked Zhan Xia to fetch hot water, and also asked Zhan Xia to take out the expensive soap bar used for daily bathing, and lather the stained areas on its body one by one.

After some movement, the little white dog returned to its former appearance.

It seemed to be tired from the tossing. It blinked at Su Yuyi, jumped on her, and fell asleep on her lap.

Su Yuyi's heart softened, and she placed it on the sofa before lying back on the bed.

It was already the second watch, and sleepiness hit her like a mountain. At the moment when she was about to close her eyes, Su Yuyi vaguely thought of the little white dog's appearance when it blinked at him.

No, why does it look like a bitter trick?
……

On the fifth day after Xie Shiyan left, Fuqiu had completely recovered.

When the weather was nice, she would set up a bench in the courtyard and quietly do needlework.

Her needlework has always been the best in the house, not even comparable to the embroiderers in many places.

In the past few days, Su Yuyi was in a good mood because she no longer had to see Xie Shiyan hanging around in front of her. After walking around the pavilion with her little white dog, she came behind Fu Qiu and planned to take a look at her embroidery work.

Fu Qiu was embroidering a handkerchief, and she just embroidered a pattern as big as her thumb. From the outline, she could roughly guess the pattern of the flowers she was embroidering. She threaded the needle and thread carefully, drawing each thread carefully, and the edges of the pattern were sparkling and very delicate. .

Su Yuyi admired it in her heart, and accidentally glanced at the basket on the side with her peripheral vision, and suddenly found a crookedly sewn sachet lying there.

To say it's crooked is an understatement, but this sachet is simply unsightly.

Anyway, it doesn't look like Fuqiu's handiwork.

Su Yuyi frowned slightly. She always felt that the material of this sachet was familiar, so she picked it up and looked at the sun carefully several times.

But no matter how I looked, I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

She couldn't help but asked: "Fuqiu, where did this come from?"

Fuqiu was engrossed in her embroidery, unaware that Su Yuyi was behind her. She turned around and saw that the sachet was already in the young lady's hand. She was slightly startled and wanted to grab it.

Su Yuyi wanted to tease her, so she deliberately hid the sachet behind her back, "What? Can't you show it to me?"

Fuqiu's face turned slightly red and she whispered, "Miss, please give it back to me..."

Her reaction was indeed a bit abnormal.

Su Yuyi observed her calmly, and somehow suddenly remembered that the day Xie Shiyan left, she was the same when she entered Fuqiu's room, her cheeks shy and timid.

Su Yuyi's heart tightened, and she looked at the sachet in her hand again, and suddenly blood surged into her throat.

Could it be that Xie Shiyan gave it to Fuqiu?

Su Yuyi didn't want to be suspicious of Fu Qiu, but her reaction forced her to think more.

Her heart was surging, and she clenched the sachet in her hand tighter, but she still restrained herself and asked calmly, "Is this given to you by Xie Shiyan?"

When she heard Xie Shiyan's name, Fuqiu's face turned pale. She lowered her head and looked at her toes uneasily, not daring to say anything.

Su Yuyi was keen and saw beads of sweat oozing out from her forehead, and the hands hidden in her sleeves were also trembling slightly.

Su Yuyi's cold eyes darkened, and her voice became even colder, "Fuqiu, you have never lied to me since you were a child. Let me ask you again, is this sachet a gift from Xie Shiyan?"

Fu Qiu glanced at Su Yuyi in panic, and nodded anxiously under her gaze.

(End of this chapter)