"Coward."

In the master bedroom of Jixin Garden, Qinglan, who was making the bed happily, stopped hearing this. He turned around and saw Mi Die leaning against the door, with a smile on her face, and seemed to be laughing and ridiculing. She couldn't help but blush and stammer and said:

"I'm afraid, what a coward, I'm not cowardly. I'm not cowardly. I'm judging the situation. It's imperative to do so, and it's going smoothly..."

This editor-in-chief was in vain. Qinglan's literary skills have risen to the naked eye.

"You are just a coward." Mi Die said: "It is obvious that something can be explained clearly in one sentence, so I have to cover up and go around. If I hadn't pushed you, you would still be touching yourself in the rain."

Qinglan dissatisfied: "What do you know--"

Midie said disdainfully: "I got married and had children. I chased my husband myself. Do you think I don't understand? How can I not know your little thoughts?"

Qinglan lowered her head embarrassedly. Even though she had grown up in a scheming place like Xiangxuehai since she was a child, she was just a young girl with a young age. How could she compare with Midie who had been struggling and rolling in the turbid world for decades in a bickering manner?

"I feel like I've tried my best..."

Mi Die, who has always rarely spoken, suddenly opened fire tonight, or her aunt's heart will only bloom for some people: "What you say is to say to him, 'I still want to sleep with you every night'? Oh, that's really funny."

"Then what else can I do?" Qing Lan couldn't help but retorted: "I'm ready to be rejected, but he agreed - isn't that enough? It's enough as before, I'm already satisfied!"

"Don't a girl like you have a lot of love words in her heart? If you say it, who can hear it if you don't say it-"

"How could I say it!"

Silence fell into the room, Qinglan turned her head and asked, "Is your husband...Lisan?"

"How could it be that wood?" Midie said disdainfully: "My family is a handsome man who is humorous and witty, and very considerate. When I saw him when I was a disciple and started learning, I decided that it was this man. It took me five days to take him down."

"Five days?"

"Yes, men are actually easy to deal with. Just say something like 'so amazing' and praise him, occasionally look at him directly, and have some physical contact with him without realizing it, and take the initiative to care about him, and he will pursue you in reverse-"

"I have done all the things you said," Qinglan said, "We even sleep with each other in our arms at night."

This time it was Midie's turn to remain silent.

"Then what job your husband does now? You have to stay next to the young master to protect him. Will your relationship be affected?"

"He has no job and has been waiting for me."

Qinglan was a little confused. Midie just yelled at her husband, but in the end she was a soft-hearted person?

"Lisan is the third guard of the young master." Mi Die said lightly: "When the young master left the Jing family, the master sent me and my husband to protect the young master. About a month later, the young master was assassinated that was almost dead. It was my husband who tried his best to protect the young master and killed the assassin. There was no such assassination after that... It was probably the master who warned the person behind the assassin."

"Now, it's about ten years. He has been waiting for me below for ten years. We have made an appointment to be brothers and sisters in the next life."

Qinglan: "Sorry..."

"There is nothing to be sorry for." Mi Die smiled heartily: "Since we are in this industry, we have been mentally prepared for a long time. We rarely say anything in the future, because there is probably no future, but it will be different in the next life. It sounds like an agreement."

Qinglan asked, "What about your child? You have been serving as an escort..."

Mi Die said: "They are raised by their grandparents. They go back to see them once a month. They are indispensable for food and clothing. Moreover, the money I earn and the life-successful money of my family are enough to support them to go to Chinese studies in adulthood, and to manage some things, and let them join the Heyang Army as an officer. This life will be safe."

"They must have missed their mom very much..."

"No, for them, I should be just a stranger who takes them out to buy clothes and eat delicious food every month." Midie shook her head: "They even blame me. Before when I went home, my grandparents secretly told me that other children called them bastards without fathers and mothers, bullying them... Dad has no fathers, mothers are not mothers, and they will definitely hate me for giving them such a childhood."

"So I accepted my fate. As long as I can raise the two brothers and sisters to adulthood, I will be satisfied. As for whether they will blame me, I can't care so much."

"What about you? You accepted your fate?"

Qinglan was stunned and stared at Mi Die.

"I know the storm in your heart. Although those emotions are not necessary, I understand." Mi Die glanced at the rain curtain outside the door: "Just like you drive, you just need to look at the rear mirror occasionally. The most important thing is to look forward, indulge in the past and be inferior and pity, but you will regret it."

"A few years ago, the third young master could force a slave, what are you afraid of now?"

Qinglan turned his head away: "I don't need that, I just want to maintain my current life."

"Really? Then one day, what he gave you and what he didn't give you will give you will be given to another person, and you don't even have the qualification to be jealous."

I don’t know if Qinglan will be jealous in the future, but after Midie said this, her eyes are really red now.

Mi Die was upset when she saw it. She wanted to peel her clean and then peel the young master clean and then throw it to a large bed room where lights were everywhere. It was not released until both of them squeezed them out.

"So what exactly do you want? Do nothing, miss everything with self-pity?"

Qinglan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "If he wanted me, I would have been his person long ago; if he didn't, then nothing I said was useless. No matter how much I said, it might be a burden to him, and he would even be considered to be more and more flawed."

"I just don't want him to think I'm a bitch, too."

Mi Die was slightly stunned and suddenly remembered the two children who were obviously bullied but didn't mention a word when they met her.

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the door: "When did you two have such a good relationship?"

Qing Lan instantly turned her face and tidied up her appearance. Mi Die stood up straight and replied expressionlessly: "Young Master."

Leyu came in and looked at Qinglan and Midie, scratched her head and said, "Is it easier for the same sex to get close to? But Lisang and I can't say a word for a day..."

"Miss Qinglan just felt bored, so I chatted with her for a while." Mi Die said calmly: "Honest Master has heard what we talk about?"

Qinglan suddenly became nervous when she heard this, looking at Leyu in fear and expectation. Leyu waved her hand: "It's still raining outside. I came over and only heard you talk. How could I hear what you said clearly?"

Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a hint of indescribable loss in her heart.

She suddenly understood why Midie wanted to chat with her - Midie was actually estimating the time when the young master came back, and wanted to hear her true words when the young master came back!

This old woman has so many tricks, so I don’t need such help!

But it was also very hard for her to raise two children alone. I advised the young master to give her more salary...

Midie glanced at Leyu thoughtfully and nodded: "I wish you two a good night's sleep."

For some reason, Mi Die was saying a very normal greeting, but Qing Lan sounded strange.

When Midie left and closed the door, Leyu lay on the bed and stretched: "Ahhh--I'm so tired today."

Last night, I was enjoying the silver-blooded fireworks in Bancheng District. After returning from duty, I had to participate in the silver-blooded meeting. After the meeting, I saw my brother's body. After seeing my brother's body, I sent Jing Qingfu to reunite with my family. After sending Jing Qingfu, I had to start taking over the Jing family...

It was only one day, but it seemed that after more than twenty chapters of the plot, Leyu was of course tired.

Jixin Garden was Jing Zhengwei's original residence in Jingyuan - his twelve-year-old residence, so he could not go anywhere at all. Logically speaking, he could go to the home owner's room now, but the home owner had just died; he could also go to the second-class younger brother's room, but the younger brother was also dead.

Anyway, where he lives would not affect his identity as the leader of the Jing family, so Leyu chose to come to Jixinyuan. I don’t know if it was too tired or because of his health, Leyu felt drowsy as soon as he lay up.

"Qinglan, turn off the lights."

Qinglan turned off the lights obediently and lay down carefully, feeling very nervous.

What to do? Should I lie down, or lean over as usual, or...

Before she could think of a choice, she felt a pair of strong arms holding her over and hugging her in her arms. She was slightly stunned, and then her whole body and mind were relaxed. The sadness and joy that just now seemed to be worth mentioning.

She just wanted to fall asleep like this, and then open her eyes tomorrow and see the young master staying in bed again.

On the other hand, Leyu was in a mess.

In fact, he heard what Mi Die and Qing Lan were talking about.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether he can hear it or not. When he saw Qing Lan standing at the door with wet body, biting her lips and saying to herself shyly, "I still want to sleep with you, Master every night," he couldn't understand.

A true love letter with thousands of words is no better than a woman's blush.

He was not a fool, and he had vaguely noticed Qing Lan's special attitude towards him before, but he had always felt that it was impossible.

After all, for Qing Lan, Jing Zhengwei should be the bad guy who imprisons her, controls her, and despises her.

And he also doubted Qinglan's feelings, not because he doubted the truth or falsehood, but because he had heard a term: Stockholm syndrome.

Because Jing Zhengwei could manipulate her life and death before, when Leyu took over the account of Jing Zhengwei, her attitude towards Qinglan improved significantly, and Qinglan was very likely to feel grateful for being "domesticated".

Because there are limits to fear that people can bear. Instead of being frightened in the face of tyranny every day, people often choose to hand over their lives to the murderer, regard every bit of good that the murderer treats him as a "gift", but forget that his situation is caused by the other party.

Qinglan may really like him, but is this kind of love true or a pathological dependence caused by fear?

He was obviously acting to get the people of Dongyang to stand up, but now he uses his power to tame and seduce ignorant girls, and feels that he has become an old double-standard dog.

Of course, this speculation may not be true, and Leyu is not the roundworm in Qinglan's belly.

And if you can really be liked by such a beautiful, beautiful, motivated and capable young lady, a double-standard dog is a double-standard dog.

Leyu is greedy!

But at the same time, Leyu is also worried about this matter.

He is too greedy.

After quitting sex for seven consecutive years, Leyu only checked from Jing Zhengwei's memory and did not feel much. But it was his turn to quit sex for more than two months, and he felt that he could become a saint at any time.

To be honest, when Leyu occasionally looks at Midie, she feels that she has the plump taste of a mature woman.

After playing cards with Qinleyin for a long time, I also think that this young master must have a unique flavor when wearing women's clothing.

Sometimes when Mu Qingmei peeked and observed him in the newspaper, he would think of many movie contents he had watched before, and wanted to call her in to punish him severely... But when Leyu recalled her record, she immediately stopped.

Leyu almost felt that she was as perverted as Jing Zhengwei. God knows how Jing Zhengwei endured it for seven years. You have to know that this body has developed normally!

Everyone secretes the same hormones. Why can you open the gene lock and hold it in a hurry? Can you practice it more every night?

He was not so desolate when he logged into Qianyuliu's account. Qianyuliu had a color album at least. Cold-blooded people are not sexually cold. They just tried it once or more times in a row, and they thought this low-level biological entertainment was meaningless and gave up.

In short, over time, Yueyu has become a self-propelled cannon that explodes at any time.
To be continued...