The Bandit’s Strategy

Chapter 108: If i don't let you go

[Chapter 108-If I Don’t Let You Go] Then hide in the bed and cry

"Although it is a bit risky, if the other party intends to target you, this is indeed the fastest way." Wen Liunian said, "Is this a beauty trick?"

Zhao Yue knocked on his head: "Don't talk nonsense."

People at the side table were peeking over here, and they were very worried when they saw it--Can Master Wen knock on his head casually? If it breaks, it's Wenquxing.

The two drank a pot of tea in the teahouse, and then saw that it was still early, so they went to the newly bought house. The craftsman has already begun work, although it is still messy, but the embryonic form of the future can be vaguely seen.

"What is this pond?" Wen Liunian knelt down and asked.

"Washing pens and inkstones." Zhao Yue said, "The study room is opposite."

"I can't see it." Wen Liunian patted him on the chest, "My mind is quite fine." He could even think of these minutiae.

"It's not difficult." Zhao Yue smiled, "Just close your eyes and think about it once. From getting up in the morning to going to bed at night, what you have to do and where you want to go, then you can arrange the layout of the house. There are woods in the corridors. Nail, hang a thick curtain in winter, and you won’t be cold when you go out."

Wen Liunian felt a little warm in his heart.

Zhao Yue pulled him to his feet: "Go to the study and have a look."

"Yeah." Wen Liunian nodded, and obediently crossed the small pontoon bridge hand in hand with him.

The owner of the previous house was also considered a handsome and elegant guest, so the study was originally very large. After Zhao Yue bought it, he expanded it by one floor and built a new library at the back.

Wen Liunian rubbed the shelf of the bookcase with his fingers. It is made of ordinary wood and mothproof fragrant wood. It will not be too strong, but it can also prevent beetles to the greatest extent. There is a circle of exquisite carvings on the edge, which is common in the south of the Yangtze River. Willow flying flowers. Although they are all small details, they add up enough to be able to read his intentions.

"It's not finished yet." Zhao Yue hugged him from behind, "it will be better in the future."

"Yeah." Wen Liunian smiled, leaned back in his arms, and closed his eyes Anxin.

It will be better in the future.

There was no one around, except for the occasional cicadas, and the craftsmen were busy repairing the door in front. Zhao Yue turned the body in his arms, lowered his head and kissed gently, hooking his soft tongue and reluctant to lose it.

Wen Liunian took a few steps back, but was blocked by a freshly made desk.

Zhao Yue squeezed his waist and pulled the person closer to him.

Wen Liunian was a little lost when he was sucked and kissed. With his eyes closed, his eyelashes quivered, and he unknowingly lay back on the desk.

Zhao Yue untied his belt, and he didn't mean to be polite at all.

The mahogany table top is a bit hard, but Wen Liunian can't take care of it a lot, scratching his hands on the table unconsciously, and frowning slightly.

Zhao Yue leaned over, pulling his hands around his neck.

At the time of confusion, Wen Liunian's black hair was scattered on the table, biting his lower lip and didn't want to make a sound, but there was a sound of footsteps outside, and the artisan said: "Where are the masters of Zhao Da and Master Wen? Thought it was in the backyard."

"Let's go out." Another person said, "Zhao Da master knows how to martial arts, so naturally he won't walk the door as honestly as you and me."

Wen Liunian looked at Zhao Yue nervously.

Feeling that his expression is very inviting, Zhao Yue bowed his head and kissed him, and by the way brought him closer to himself.

"...You!" There were some tears in Wen Liunian's eyes, but he was worried about someone outside and didn't dare to say anything.

Never seen him like this before, Zhao Yue felt very comfortable in his heart for no reason, the table was a little creaking, so he picked him up by his waist, turned and leaned against the corner.

Wen Liunian's whole body weight fell on him, unable to speak and didn't know what to do. In anxious manner, he lowered his head and bit his shoulder, a little bit more energy than before.

Zhao Yue didn't let him off at all. On the contrary, the streaks of pain passed from the shoulders to the blood, the restlessness became more obvious, and the movements became even more out of control.

The two people outside were still chatting-the foreman was not there, and it was rare to find a shady place to be lazy, but they didn't expect that there was a lot of fragrance inside. Wen Liunian had never thought that there would be such a scene in his life. His heart was naturally tense, but his body was firmly held by him.

"Is there a mouse in the study?" After a while, a craftsman said, "Why is it rusty."

"Is there?" The other person listened for a long time, "There is no sound. Could it be that you heard it wrong?"

"Impossible." The previous person stood up, "Walk, go and see, if there are rats, you have to get some medicine to drive them away. There is a new table inside, which is not cheap."

The two of them walked toward the study together, the sound of footsteps getting in, Wen Liunian's eyes widened, and the whole person was like a frightened cat.

"Zhang San Zhang Wu, where did you go?!" The foreman suddenly shouted.

"Come here." The two outsiders hurriedly turned around and ran outside, and they couldn't care about it anymore.

Zhao Yue smiled in his ear: "Are you afraid?"

For the first time in his life, Wen Liunian discovered that if he had a bad temper, he would have nothing to do.

Zhao Yue put the person back on the table, lowered his head and kissed again, struggling as if inseparable, but Wen Liunian was tossed enough by him, until he closed his eyes softly behind his head, only to faint earlier.

The cicadas in the courtyard gradually disappeared, and the room finally calmed down. Zhao Yue dressed him and got close to his relatives: "How about it?"

Wen Liunian turned his head in a daze, but just happened to see the table. Before the Four Treasures of the Study were placed, he was first laid down by himself. If he recalled it later when dealing with official duties... Thinking of this, Master Wen frowned slightly: "The table is changed."

"Okay." Zhao Yue obeyed his words, "tomorrow we will go to the carpenter to pick another one."

"Forget it." After a while, Wen Liunian changed his mind again, "Save some money."

After all, the wealth of the family is not rich enough to spend at will, and mahogany is not cheap.

"Take you back?" Zhao Yue asked.

Wen Liunian closed his eyes and muttered, "If someone sees and asks--"

"Just say that the previous illness has not healed, and I was ordered to run around, so that heatstroke and fainting." Zhao Yue hugged the person in his waist.

Wen Liunian whispered "um", and then went to sleep with ease.

Such things as black pots can occasionally be carried by the emperor.

"My lord, are you okay?" Inside Shang Mansion, Mu Qingshan was taken aback, how could he be carried back.

"Nothing." Zhao Yue compiled according to the previous lines, "I was originally ill, and I ran outside for most of the day. I had some heat stroke."

"Where did you go?" Mu Qingshan worriedly tested the temperature of his forehead, "Didn't he be declared into the palace by the emperor? Why is he still suffering from heat stroke outside."

"Go find a group of jugglers." Zhao Yue said casually.

"A juggler?" Mu Qingshan was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, "Is that the gang of artists who danced snakes?"

"Exactly, Master has also seen it?" Zhao Yue said as he walked.

"Well, and we originally planned to make a deal with them." Mu Qingshan said, "but it was rejected later."

"What deal?!" Wen Liunian quickly opened his eyes.

Zhao Yue:...

Mu Qingshan accidentally said, "It turns out that the lord is not asleep."

Wen Liunian touched his nose and asked again: "The Lord Shangbao wants to do business with that group of jugglers?"

"Yeah." Mu Qingshan nodded, "Is your sire also seen them dancing snakes? The black cloth has a very mysterious inside. It is made into self-defense soft armor and sold to people in the rivers and lakes. You should not worry about losing business."

"This time, it's really the same what the hero sees." Wen Liunian laughed. "The emperor declared that I was in the palace because of this, but not for the people in the rivers and lakes, but for the Chu* team."

"Did the other party agree?" Mu Qingshan asked, "The shopkeeper Wang said that he had just knocked on the door and he was kicked out before he explained his intentions."

"Oh?" Wen Liunian thought thoughtfully after hearing the words.

Zhao Yue frowned: "Go back to the room and take a good rest."

"Where are the Lord Shangbao and the treasurer Wang now?" Wen Liunian asked.

Mu Qingshan said, "It's all in the brocade workshop. You should check the accounts in front. It has been a long time."

"Go." Wen Liunian looked at Zhao Yue, "Let's go to the living room and discuss this matter with the Lord Shangbao."

"Then I'm going to spread the word." Mu Qingshan walked out, and stopped at the door, "Is it okay for your lord's body?"

"It doesn't matter at all." Wen Liunian patted Zhao Yue, "Quickly put me down."

Master Zhao felt helpless.

"Look, I have nothing to do." Wen Liunian stood on the ground with a very calm expression.

Mu Qingshan nodded without thinking.

After he went out, Wen Liunian's knees crooked to one side. Fortunately, Zhao Yue's eyesight was quick and he took him into his arms.

Wen Liunian blinked at him.

"If I let you go back to sleep now—"

"Then I will shrink under the covers and cry." Wen Liunian was very calm.

Zhao Yue felt that he was about to laugh at him.

"Go." Master Wen grinned and patted him on the shoulder. "Let's go to the lobby."