Is my wife farming today?

"Doctor, how is my young master?"

Pearl expelled the servants who were guarding the courtyard, and followed Dugu Xiwei's instructions last night, leading Xie Xie to walk in through the back door.

"Master Dugu is just too angry. In addition, he suffered from the cold last night and is temporarily weak. The old woman has prescribed medicinal soup for him. He should take it once in the morning, noon and evening every day. After a few days of good rest, he will be fine."

"Thank you doctor, I'll take you out." Pearl excused herself and left her refusal in the room, then closed the door and walked out.

Xie Xie went straight across the screen and came to his bedroom.

Although the room was scented with incense, there was still a faint medicinal smell that reached his nose.

Stepping closer, she saw Dugu Xiwei on the bed. His face was horribly pale, as if he had been haunted by a nightmare. Under his thin eyelids, his eyes could still be seen sliding in panic.

He was only wearing underwear, and his arms restlessly stretched out from the light blue embroidered quilt, fluttering.

His wrists are slender, but they don't make people feel thin. On his skin, which is as white as ice and snow, there are a few meridians that are slightly bulging, and you can vaguely see the color of blood.

It gives people a very contrasting and strange beauty.

I have to say that Dugu Xiwei's skin is really good.

At first glance, he looked like someone who had spent a lot of effort to take care of him since he was a child. He was the only one in the Xie family, and Dugu Jin had always felt sorry for his only son, so he wished he could only leave the best things in the world to him.

Shen Yiming also loves beauty. His long legs, which were unforgettable the first time he saw them, were also very attractive. However, after refusing to look at them, he only felt that they were plump, white and tender.

Let’s talk about the Ninth Prince Feng Qingcheng. From his hair to his toes, everything about that boy exudes the luxurious smell of gold and jade. Although he is full of nobility, his picky temper makes people hate him. Even if I declined, I felt it wasn’t beautiful enough.

Only Dugu Xiwei.

He is like the most perfect work of art in the hands of Nuwa.

From face to figure to temperament, everything is top-notch.

There is a saying that goes, beauty is in the bones, not in the skin.

That's him.

He refused to look at it, his heart itched, and he moved his hands towards that face.

Anyway, if he was asleep, he wouldn't know what he had done, so why not just let him do whatever he wanted?

With this thought in mind, he gently stroked the two thin and delicate lips with his thumb.

Then he moved upward, scanning his eyebrows and the tall bridge of his nose one by one, and then pinched the often expressionless cheek, with his palm facing down, his nails lightly scratched the smooth mandible.

Just this face, if placed in the 21st century.

How many people would be fascinated to death?

It’s not an exaggeration to gain millions of fans overnight, right?
Be playful.

Xie Bu conveniently touched his long and graceful neck like a swan when he was standing still, and gently pressed his thumb on the Adam's apple that suddenly slid twice.

Xie refused with his eyes widened, and slightly met the eyes of Dugu Xi, whose eyes were blurred.

The next moment, she suddenly withdrew her hand.

Smiling awkwardly, "I...the doctor said you have a fever. Let me try to see if your temperature has gone down."

Dugu Xi opened his eyes slightly.

"What are you doing here?" He just woke up, his voice was a little hoarse.

If you refuse, you simply hold his cheek with your hands and face it towards yourself, "Didn't you write a letter asking me to come?"

Seeing the smile in her eyes, Dugu Xiwei suddenly felt a sense of shameful humiliation in her heart.

She knocked her hand down with a "pop", he hugged the quilt on his body, curled up and sat up.

"Are you... playing with me?" He asked word by word with clear eyes.

Refuse to laugh or cry. "In your opinion, do I have that much free time?"

Dugu Xi pursed her pale pink lips slightly. Although she really wanted to ask why you didn't come last night, she was wiser after all.

After being sullen, he chose silence.

In the first half of Dugu Xiwei's life, he reminded himself more than once that he needed to remain silent for the sake of the dignity of others and his family. It is precisely because of this decent family style that he was able to reach his prime twenty years earlier and still firmly hold the title of the number one son of Kyoto.

Because of the six words "The No. 1 Young Master in Kyoto".

He paid too much and sacrificed too much.

Now, the last trace of rebellion and throbbing hidden deep in my heart, because of rejection, breaks through the shackles of family honor again and again, trying to sprout again.

He frowned, and when he raised his head again, his face had returned to the cold look that he had never seen before when he was in Imperial College.

"I overstepped the rules last night, please thank Second Miss for not being blaming." Dugu Xi said with a slightly expressionless face.

The most annoying thing about Rejection is his inconsistent indifference and self-possession.

She stood up, her clothes even carrying a bit of the cold air coming in from outside.

The coldness hadn't gone away, but she was about to leave again in the blink of an eye.

How could she be so willing?

The anxiety that had lasted all night suddenly took over her mind. She leaned forward and grabbed his pointed chin.

Dugu Xiwei was frightened by such a frivolous and affectionate behavior, and subconsciously tried to avoid it.

Because of what happened last time, he will now have a physiological tremor in response to any approach that refuses.

"Thank you very much, Miss Second." Feeling the resistance in his bones, his refusal ignited anger in his heart. With his other hand, he grabbed the jade-carved and snow-made hands and pressed them on his heart, "Look at I, Dugu Xiwei, do you really want to drive me away?"

Her heartbeat was rising and falling violently.

Through the layers of clothes, he seemed to be able to feel her hot body temperature.

Dugu Xi moved her lips slightly, and was about to say a complete and harsh sentence, so as to completely cut off the strange... intimate... relationship between the two.

Unexpectedly, she refused to give him a chance and kissed him directly on the lips.

His whole body trembled, and his mind suddenly went blank. He could only stare blankly at the person in front of him. He was so slow to react that he didn't know when he let go of his hand or even slid it to his lower back.

Her kiss came so urgently, with a sense of cruelty after a violent storm. As long as his lips and tongue resisted even a little bit, she would punish him even harder.

Dugu Xiwei even tasted a hint of blood.

I don't know how long it took, but after suffocating several times, he whimpered and grasped the skirt of the shirt tightly, crumpling it into large pieces as if begging for mercy.

Those black eyes were filled with delicate water at this moment.

Beauty is indescribable.

It was the pleasure of pulling a holy and inviolable god off the altar and torturing him wantonly.

Xie Xie's eyes dimmed, and a cluster of flames seemed to burn in his lower abdomen, wanting to eat Dugu Xi's skin, belt, and bones.

Until his broken voice spilled out.

Only then did she gradually regain her senses.

Slowly, her kiss changed from brutal to gentle, and she pecked the wound on Dugu Xi's lips densely. Their breaths intertwined, and their bodies were pressed tightly together in the embrace. .

Feeling her tenderness and touch, the last trace of reason in Dugu Xiwei's mind was completely burned away.

Finally, he raised his arms and hugged her back awkwardly and awkwardly.

There should be another chapter later~