Chapter 42 Faith ([-])

This is what the servants saw when they came in.

His lord lowered his head and wrote vigorously. There were intermittent whining sounds of a puppy in the room, but there was no sign of the puppy.

"Put the water down and go out." Jing Ye didn't lift his head, as if he was immersed in the world of calligraphy, unable to extricate himself.

The servant looked at his master suspiciously, then bowed respectfully and retreated.

"Huh? What's that?" The servant noticed with sharp eyes that there was a strange stain on his prince's forehead.

Thinking about the barking of the puppy in the room, the servant felt as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

"Not going out yet." Jing Ye's business was a little annoyed, but his head was still lowered.

The servant held back the smile in his heart, stepped back quickly, and closed the door.

I really can't see that my prince is still a child at heart, playing with puppies.

All of a sudden, Jing Ye's image is a bit more approachable.

The moment the door closed, Jing Ye also raised his head.

"Just right here, don't move." Jing Ye put Lin Yi in a small corner, then quickly washed his face and hands, and put on a clean coat.

The white clothes are fluttering, warm and moist like jade, Zhilan Yushu.

Lin Yi fell in love with Jing Ye, who was dressed in white, as if a light illuminated her whole world.

When he wanted to fall into Jing Ye's arms again, before Jing Ye could speak, he stopped his forward steps.

Looking at the dirty little paws, and looking at the owner who was as clean as the first snow in winter, Lin Yi suddenly felt that if he met Jing Ye like this, it would be a kind of blasphemy against him.

Lin Yi stared at Jing Ye with burning eyes, as if she was looking at her own belief.

It was as if there was only him in her world, and she would only see him.

Jing Ye was very satisfied with Lin Yi's gaze.

But soon he was a little conflicted, Lin Yi, who was covered in ink, who would give her a bath.

As for him, he has just changed into new clothes, so it is absolutely impossible for him to touch her before she is clean.

But if he let others, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Ever since he knew she was a girl, he never asked another servant to bathe her.

He took on all the daily responsibilities of taking care of Lin Yi, as if he was raising a daughter.

To wash or not to wash, that is the question.

Jing Ye didn't move, neither did Lin Yi, they just looked at each other in blank dismay.

In the end, Jing Ye was defeated.

Jing Ye felt that under Lin Yi's clear and hot eyes, it would be a crime to ignore her.

That's all, that's all, this dress that the empress mother personally sewed for him with satin is afraid that it will be destroyed again.

I suddenly discovered that using ink too well is also a mistake.

Jing Ye walked over, bent down to hug Lin Yi, but Lin Yi avoided him.

Is he despised?Isn't this puppy the most clingy to him?Why are you avoiding him now?

"Woof, woof, woof." Lin Yi yelled while backing away, trying not to let Jing Ye touch her.

Every time Jing Ye took a step, Lin Yi took two steps back until he reached the wall.

There is no way to advance, and there is no way to retreat.

Lin Yi hummed uncomfortably, looking at Jing Ye with a protective attitude.

The frowning Jing Ye suddenly laughed, how similar this scene was to the scene where bullies rob civilian women on the street.

Well, Jing Ye felt that he must have thought too much.

I am not a bully, and Lin Yi is not a common girl, so there will be no plot of robbery at all.

Most importantly, does this pocket dog that drools at the sight of him still need him to snatch it?

(End of this chapter)

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