The moon and stars were sparse, and the night dew was silent.
Zhu Pingan, who had gone to bed during the night of duty, originally thought that he would have difficulty falling asleep, but he did not expect to fall asleep unconsciously after only counting more than a hundred buns.
“Hoo…….Loo……Hoo……Loo……”
The snoring sounded rhythmically, echoing with the shouts of the urging weave outside the window, playing a continuous nocturnal song.
The main bedroom bed lying on the buns little maid a head of paste, a bun face wrinkled more like a bun, tossing and turning, a moment staring at the drapery daze, a moment staring at the wall daze, a moment buried into the pillow daze ……
The head is mushy, and the heart is in a mess.
Tossing and turning.
A pair of small hands clasped shoulders, a moment to roll to the east of the bed, a moment to roll to the west of the bed, but no matter how to roll, the thin blanket on the body is wrapped properly.
Because the thin blanket was covered by the aunt.
“Tonight may not be able to sleep to be ……”
Baozi little maid stared at the curtain daze, the heart as such thought.
Just as the bun little maid thought as such, Zhu Pingan’s rhythmic snoring sound came over in the night watch.
Hoo……Grunt ……Hoo……Grunt ……
Baozi little maid can not help but support the ears, a cherry like small mouth slightly open, the original aunt master will also snore it ……
How strange.
Listening to the aunt’s snoring, why does it feel so reassuring.
I don’t want to think about anything in my head, I don’t want to think about anything in my heart, my head isn’t mushy, and my heart isn’t messy.
Before it was like a small boat rocking in a stormy sea.
After the aunt’s purr, the stormy sea seems to be calm all of a sudden, the original shaky boat, now in the vastness of the sea quietly travelling, gentle moonlight shines on the boat, the sea, dyed a boat, a sea of clear light.
Nor was it tossing and turning any more.
The wrinkled bun face also relaxed and stretched.
The bun little maid lay on her side towards the direction of the duty night, like a baby, with her hands and feet embracing the thin blanket, and in the continuous sound of snoring, she closed her eyes at ease, her long eyelashes quietly laying flat, and gradually fell asleep.
Soon asleep.
I don’t know what I dreamt in my dream.
A bun face bloomed like a flower, revealing two lovely dimples, the corners of the mouth also rose in a beautiful arc, even a head of green silk seemed to bloom like a flower on the pillow.
“Auntie gently ……”
In the quiet bedroom, a young girl’s muttered and slurred dream words were destined to be heard by no one.
The next morning, it was cinnabar time, or four or five o’clock.
Zhu Pingan’s biological clock played its role, opening his eyes punctually from a ripe dream, the darkness of the night outside the window gradually faded away, only a faint sense of light penetrated in, vaguely visible, heaven and earth seemed like a pale black splattered ink picture, everything was just waking up, the sound of the maids washing and sweeping the court could be vaguely heard outside.
After opening his eyes, Zhu Pingan stretched out his hands, stretched his waist, rubbed his eyes, lifted the thin blanket and slowly sat up.
After sitting up, Zhu Pingan realised that what he was covering was not like a thin blanket, but a piece of clothing.
He himself was also naked, with only a pair of shorts underneath.
Ancient people’s clothes are wider, much more fabric than modern clothes used, summer night days are also hot, Zhu Pingan in order to cool down, will be on the body of pajamas off, only a shorts, and in order to avoid catching a cold, casually pull a thin blanket to cover the stomach, so at that time did not notice, this will be sitting up and then realised that he covered last night is a piece of clothing.
Pick up the clothes.
Zhu Pingan borrowed the faint sense of light from the window and saw that the dress in his hand was a pink dress.
Pure cotton.
It appeared to be a bedclothes as well.
The clothes of the night watch could not be Li Shu’s, and the clothes were half new, it looked like they had been worn and washed many times, with Li Shu’s habit of cleanliness, it was impossible to change and wash a piece of clothing so many times.
With Li Shu’s habit of cleanliness, it is impossible to change and wash a piece of clothing so many times. The clothes on night duty can be narrowed down to Li Shu’s personal maids, and the most frequent maid on night duty is Painter, and Qin’er has been on night duty a few times as well.
There was still a difference in height and weight between the two of them.
Zhu Pingan unfolded the clothes and looked closer.
Before he could look.
A scent reached his nostrils.
Hmm.
The scent of a shower, mixed with the faint body odour of a girl.
The smell was somewhat familiar.
Soon after, Zhu Pingan remembered that this smell was exactly the smell that came from the bun’s little maid, Painter, when he pushed her down to cover her with a thin blanket last night.
Then, the owner of the clothes was Painting.
Ahem.
It’s a bit embarrassing, but it’s just covering the clothes for a bit, it’s nothing, it won’t have any effect.
Furthermore, if I don’t say anything, no one will know, it’s as if it didn’t happen.
Just let it pass.
Zhu Pingan coughed awkwardly and prepared to put the clothes in his hand aside, but just as Zhu Pingan was about to put the clothes away, he suddenly realised how there was a wet patch on the clothes, a wet heart-shaped mark.
Er?
Zhu Pingan felt his head dizziness, and a voice rang out in his heart.
It couldn’t be that it was a wet dream, right?
Zhu Pingan violently looked down.
Err.
Sure enough, the shorts were also wet with a heart shape.
Nima.
This is really embarrassing.
My worldly reputation ah.
Zhu Pingan looked up at the window at forty-five degrees, his lips slightly tugging, and for a long time Fang let out a long breath.
Should I not come and destroy the corpse?
No way.
Zhu Ping An shook his head and rejected this idea, if this is done, the bun little maid found out that the clothes were lost and will definitely look for them, won’t it be something that will make a big mess.
Washed?
Don’t have time ah ……Moreover, this mansion has a specialised slurry room, Li Shu also has maids who specialise in washing clothes, and yesterday she washed a piece of clothing herself, and Qin’er even grabbed it to wash it.
If you go to wash Painter’s pyjamas by yourself, you will definitely be discovered, and then ……
What then?
When Zhu Pingan was at a loss, his eyes inadvertently swept over the bed, ergo, there was a set of clean official robes neatly folded on the bed, next to the midriff and everything else, all neatly and orderly laid out on the bed.
Obviously someone had come in and put in the clothes he was going to wear today.
Ahem.
In other words, this morning before he woke up, someone had already come in.
Wouldn’t that mean.
The matter of oneself covering Painter’s bedclothes to sleep, and even the matter of one’s ejaculation, might have been discovered by this person who came in in the morning.
It was not possible, it was certain.
Zhu Pingan swept another glance and found that among the bedside clothes, a clean pair of shorts was placed in the most conspicuous place.
If it wasn’t discovered, why prepare a pair of shorts at all.
Deep thought was awkward.
Zhu Pingan felt that his face was burning, hot and spicy, if there was a mirror, Zhu Pingan would find that at this time his face was as red as Guan Gong’s. If he were to play Guan Gong on the theatre stage, he would be able to do it.
If you go to the theatre to play Guan Gong, Zhu Pingan doesn’t even need to put on make-up.
Awkwardness is frank.
The east window has been discovered, how to do can not be undone, Zhu Pingan in turn calm and frank up, exhaled a breath, the painting of the bedclothes to one side, take up the bed head of the clothes to change into, out of bed.
As if nothing happened, he went out of the room.
