Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

Wen Yumo's eyes slowly turned to her, his deep and dark eyes full of inquiry and playfulness.

Seeing that he kept staring at Xia Lingge, He Luo's expression, which had finally softened, became gloomy and strange again.

"What's your name?" Wen Yumo seemed not to notice the low-pressure breath of the person next to him, and asked Xia Lingge slowly.

But Xia Lingge felt that there was a different meaning in his question, "This slave is the maid in the eldest young master's courtyard."

Don’t blame her for speaking in a roundabout way.

It's entirely because she doesn't know what her name is yet.

After hearing her answer, Wen Yumo's expression became more profound, and He Luo looked a little satisfied.

"What happened?"

Wen Youliang stepped in slowly with gentle steps. The rolling balls on his fingertips were crystal clear, giving his jade-like skin a different luster.

He looked around at the people in the room.

Xia Lingge found that since the young master arrived, all the maids and wives in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Wen Yumo still rested his head on He Luo and did not move. His lazy tone revealed his indifference, but there was fleeting gloom and indifference in the depths of his eyes.

Wen Youliang replied: "I was passing by and heard some noise here, and thought something happened to my second brother."

Wen Yumo sneered: "Brother, don't worry, I will be fine until I see your soul buried in the ground."

Wen Youliang also chuckled: "Second brother is always so fond of joking."

Although the two brothers were smiling, the tension in their voices was always present.

He Luo's eyes seemed a little nervous, but she was used to this kind of scene, and she quickly adjusted her mentality and said carelessly, "You two brothers always bicker a few words when you meet. It’s so nice to speak frankly about your feelings.”

Ok?
If he hadn't known that He Luo's character was that of the arrogant and domineering second young mistress, Xia Lingge would have thought that she was in a yin and yang.

But Wen Youliang and Wen Yumo no longer stabbed each other in secret.

Wen Youliang's eyes turned to Xia Lingge, "If you don't stay in the house well, what are you doing here?"

Xia Lingge opened her mouth but didn't know what to say. It couldn't be said that she was here to 'catch/rape' with He Luo, right?
Obviously, Wen Youliang did not insist on asking her to answer this question. Instead, he turned to Wen Yumo: "Second brother, you should know that a happy event is coming to the family soon. It's best not to cause trouble at this juncture. I'll tell you about your romantic affairs." I won’t put it on the table and mention it explicitly, but you need to know it yourself.”

Wen Yumo chuckled lightly, raised his fingertips to touch He Luo's face, and said as if he was puzzled: "What kind of romantic affair? If flirting with his wife can be considered romantic, then brother, you really should find a doctor to treat you." Old-fashioned."

After he finished speaking, he reached out and clasped He Luo's neck and kissed her fiercely.

Everyone immediately lowered their heads.

Wen Youliang frowned and glanced at Xia Lingge, who also lowered his head: "Follow me."

Xia Lingge followed without hesitation.

They walked silently across most of the mansion to Wen Youliang's own courtyard.

If the decoration of the second young master Wen Yumo is gorgeous and exquisite, then the layout of the eldest young master Wen Youliang is warm and soft.

The tender green grass leaves are growing luxuriantly, dotted with various unknown flowers, the rockeries are arranged in an orderly manner, and the lush shadows cast by the lush trees also have a layer of warmth.

The servants and maids who came and went were cleaning the courtyard with cleaning utensils. When they saw Wen Youliang, they bowed and called "Young Master". Wen Youliang also smiled good-naturedly, without any sign of impatience.

Compared with the depression in Wen Yumo's courtyard and the trepidation of the servants, the people serving here are indeed more relaxed and stable.

Coupled with that gentle and jade-like face, and the light and gentle aura.

It really gives people a feeling of peace of mind.Of course, this feeling never includes her.

They pushed open the door to the main courtyard.

The elegant sandalwood scent hits your face, the quiet and elegant furnishings are neat and clean, a thin fox down blanket is quietly spread on the floor, the tables and chairs carved from rosewood are exquisite and elegant, and there are orchids planted on the window sills.

Wen Youliang Shiran sat down at the low table at the main table, with a row of tea-making utensils in front of him.

"Come here and make tea."

Xia Lingge hesitantly came to the low table and knelt down. She looked at all the utensils in front of her that were large or small, round or flat, with or without hollows, and she stretched out her hand but didn't know how to start.

She recalled the ancient tea-making utensils she had seen in the book and the things in front of her and began to list them one by one, including the Luohe, the mill, the wind stove, the paper bag, and...

She picked up something made of bird feathers and shook it.

"Fu mo."

Wen Youliang couldn't bear to see how ignorant she looked, so he told her aloud: "Use it to sweep the tea."

"Sweep tea?"

Xia Lingge subconsciously asked a question, but she immediately realized how stupid her question was. Since the other party intended to let her make tea, it meant that the original owner had some insights and skills in making tea. It was impossible that he could not even recognize the tea set.

The hand placed on the side of her body clenched unconsciously for a moment. Could it be that she discovered her fakeness and wanted to kill her...

Wen Youliang looked at her quietly for a long time without saying anything. He just reached out and took the whisk she was holding and put it on the table. Then he took some finely chopped green tea leaves and started making tea.

in a short while,

The strong aroma of tea spreads out.

Xia Lingge looked at it and said, "The young master's tea smells very fragrant and pure. It is very different from others."

Wen Youliang chuckled: "You said so before."

Xia Lingge: "Huh?"

Wen Youliang said: "You said that the tea I made was the most fragrant and the most exquisite you have ever seen. I saw that you like tea and love tea. So far, I have taught you how to make tea. Counting the time, it has been three months. .”

Xia Lingge: "..."

well,

It's embarrassing to throw it in front of the teacher.

Wen Youliang continued: "I haven't seen you for only half a month, and you can't even recognize the tea-making utensils."

Xia Lingge was just about to ask what Ban Yue was, when she suddenly remembered about the replacement marriage. She thought that if she wanted to completely replace Miss Wen, she would have to explain and learn a lot of things.

Wen Youliang turned his head and looked at her: "So, why did you forget so quickly?"

Ok……

Xia Lingge didn't know how to answer for a moment. She thought carefully about what she should say if she forgot the answer to a question she usually asked in class, and then replied: "I will definitely remember it next time."

Wen Youliang: "..."

Wen Youliang turned around and stopped talking, continuing to concentrate on brewing the tea. After a while, the fragrant Longquanjing tea was completed. He held the teapot and tilted it slightly, and the light green tea slowly fell into the teacup in an elegant arc. inside.

When the teacup was seven minutes full, he gently placed the teacup in Xia Lingge's hand, "Here, let's have a taste."

(End of this chapter)