0p0 Chapter 209 He Couldn’t Become a Monk After All
Chapter 209 He Couldn’t Become a Monk After All
Chapter 209 He Couldn’t Become a Monk After All
It was a dark and windy night, a man and a woman were alone in a room, their clothes in disarray.
In front of Mu Ai, all of the above were present, but there was not a trace of eroticism or beauty.
Or perhaps, the original romantic feelings disappeared completely due to his "efforts".
At this moment, he and Wen Yao stood opposite each other.
Looking at his exposed chest, he hurriedly pulled his clothes over.
But this sudden exertion of force once again...tugged at the wound.
He suddenly had an idea and groaned.
The sound was louder than before, and the expression was more painful than before.
Wen Yao was both angry and amused when he saw this.
The annoyance in her heart just now disappeared, she sighed and walked over.
Her slender fingertips deftly hooked the collar of his shirt, and with a gentle tug, she lifted up the clothes hanging on his arm, then stood on tiptoe to straighten his collar.
Her gaze was focused on Mu Ai's neck.
Wen Yao's face felt slightly hot as her eyes slid across the man's thin and strong collarbone and her fingertips accidentally touched his rolling Adam's apple.
She quickly lowered her head to hide the strange expression on her face.
Mu Ai didn't notice it because he was also feeling uncomfortable at the moment.
When he was in the army, although he was a deputy general, he often had to stay with the soldiers.
After every battle, when the soldiers were exhausted, they would gather together and listen to others talking about all sorts of things.
The young sergeants had little knowledge, but the big and strong married soldiers were always talkative.
When men get together, no matter what they talk about before, it always ends up with women.
So, those who had tasted the sweetness of women would talk about dirty jokes. Some talked about how gentle their wives were, some talked about how seductive the girls in brothels were, and how many kinds of things they did under the bed. The young people were stunned by their stories, as if they were there themselves.
He had also heard people talk about it, but the excited descriptions of others only made him feel vulgar and boring.
I always feel that women are nothing more than that.
Over the years, there have been many women who have approached the Marquis, but he has avoided them like the plague.
Mu Lu often teased him, saying that he would become a monk sooner or later.
Even when he treated Wen Yao before, it was just for fun.
It was nothing like tonight, the physical sensations came in waves, and he couldn't handle it anymore.
But he couldn't push her away.
After all, he just took a step back, but didn't the girl get angry?
If I really push her away, I'm afraid I'll have to break off all ties with him in the future!
For now, he could only watch with his eyes and nose, and hope that all this would pass quickly.
But the next moment... Wen Yao pressed himself forward.
In order to tie his waist belt, she had to put her arms around his waist, but in this way, she could only press her whole body against him.
Mu Ai was as stiff as a rock.
If she came any closer, he might explode immediately.
Fortunately, Wen Yao, who was unaware of the situation, quickly fixed the binding around his waist.
She stood up and said, "Deputy General Ai, please don't get wet for the next two days. I'll come back tomorrow morning to change the dressing for you."
After saying this, he waited for a long time, but there was no response from Mu Ai.
She looked up with some confusion, but was startled to see Mu Ai's flushed cheeks.
"What's wrong with you?" After saying that, she put the back of her hand on Mu Ai's forehead.
This... is simply fatal!
Mu Ai tried his best to restrain himself so that nothing would become awkward.
His voice was hoarse: "Nothing, it's just that the room is too stuffy."
Wen Yao checked his forehead temperature and it was indeed normal.
So she felt relieved: "That's good. You are injured now, so you should rest early. I won't disturb you anymore." After saying that, she wanted to leave.
Mu Ai hurriedly called her: "Wait."
After saying that, he walked laboriously to the bedside, took out a furry sleeve from the box and handed it to him: "It's too cold outside, and I don't have a hand warmer here. You can warm your hands with this on the way back. It's made of mink fur and is very warm."
Wen Yao was slightly stunned: "This... is too valuable. I can't accept it. Deputy General Ai, please give it to someone more suitable..."
Things like sleeves are mostly used by women. Seeing him put them in the box so carefully... I think he made them for his beloved woman. If he gave them to her, wouldn't it be a waste?
Mu Ai looked at her and said, "Who could be more suitable? This was originally made for you. Last time in the southern suburbs, your hands were almost frozen into radishes. If you had sleeves, that wouldn't have happened."
Is this... for her?
Wen Yao was startled at first, but she didn't have time to think about it, let alone take the sleeve he offered her. Instead, she turned around and hurried out the door, disappearing into the vast night.
Mu Ai looked at her back, and the expression on his face gradually dimmed...
It turned out that she actually hated him.
If it weren't for Miss Xu's order, I'm afraid she would not want to get close to him at all.
Thinking of this, Mu Ai's hands dropped.
The mink sleeves rolled to the ground and huddled lonely in the corner.
……
Wen Yao almost ran back.
Her heart was beating wildly along the way.
Deputy General Ai...what exactly does he mean?
She hoped she could figure it out, but was afraid she understood too much.
Although he was the guard of Marquis Weiyuan, he was still a deputy general in the army and had a bright future. How could she even dream of that?
With her status, although the young lady said that she would free her from slavery, she was still just an ordinary citizen. Even if she could really get to be by his side, she would only be a concubine, and in the future she would be bullied by the mistress and compete for favor with other concubines.
Even with the support of the county lady, how long can they hold out?
Can she really live that kind of life?
She admitted that she had feelings for Mu Ai, but after going through the daily grind, she wondered how long her feelings could last.
If that time really comes, what should she do?
Back in Xinghui Hall, the lights in the room were bright, and Xu Rongrong was leaning on the bed talking to Luo Shu.
When he saw her come back, he asked, "How is Deputy General Ai's injury?"
Wen Yao reported truthfully, looking listless as he spoke.
Xu Rongrong nodded, then looked at Luo Shu and said, "I've been taking too much medicine these days, and my mouth is very bitter. Go to the kitchen and see if there are any candied fruits or something, and bring some over."
Luo Shu laughed when he heard this and said, “Now, Miss doesn’t say that she can endure hardship anymore.”
After saying that, he left with a smile.
Seeing the door closed, Xu Rongrong turned around and looked at Wen Yao: "What's wrong? Did someone bully you?"
Wen Yao was startled and looked at his young lady in surprise.
Xu Rongrong smiled and said, "It's all written on your face."
Upon hearing this, Wen Yao knew that he could no longer hide it, so he told everyone what had just happened.
After listening to her, and recalling how Mu Ai always appeared beside Wen Yao intentionally or unintentionally after returning from the hunting palace, Xu Rongrong smiled and said, "Deputy General Ai seems to be interested in you."
Xu Rongrong had known Wen Yao's thoughts for a long time.
I had talked to her once before. This girl was stubborn about her identity. Although she had a good impression of Mu Ai, she was unwilling to face it.
And now, if they are in love with each other, I wonder what her plans will be.