Thrown out of the house, the wet nurse enters the noble household and becomes a person of high statu

Pei Yaojun was caught off guard and was held in Liu Wenying's arms.

The next moment, something even more unexpected happened.

Liu Wenying held him in her arms, soothing him like a child, patting his back to comfort him while gently rubbing her cheek against the top of his head, and whispering softly, "Sleep well, Mommy will sing you a song."

"The moon is clear, the wind is bright..."

"Go to sleep, go to sleep, you'll find candy in your dreams."

Pei Yaojun was held tightly in her arms, his face buried in the softness that smelled of milk.

His body stiffened, and he completely forgot to struggle.

Hearing her coaxing tone, which sounded like she was talking to a child, his ears instantly turned red, and his previous anger was completely dispelled by her sudden gentleness.

Stuck in her arms, he warned in a muffled voice, "Don't think that I'll let you off the hook like this."

Although the words were harsh, the last syllable of his voice trembled uncontrollably.

Liu Wenying chuckled softly, her fingertips running through his dark hair, stroking it strand by strand. "My little darling, you're so hard to please..."

The word "little ancestor" swept across Pei Yaojun's heart like a feather, and Pei Yaojun's last bit of anger dissipated.

But how could he, the dignified Third Master Pei, be coaxed like a child by a woman? It would be too embarrassing.

Pei Yaojun tried to break free, "Stop hugging me."

Liu Wenying was still quite drunk when Luoluo started to make a fuss again, "Are you hungry? Mother will feed you..."

As she spoke, she pulled her shirt open a little and pressed his head closer to her chest, "Eat quickly, eat quickly..."

Pei Yaojun's lips touched her soft warmth, his breath hitched, and he suddenly pounced on her, "Liu Wenying, do you know who I am?"

Liu Wenying narrowed her eyes, tapped his nose with her index finger, and grinned foolishly, "My little darling..."

Pei Yaojun gritted his teeth, veins throbbing on his forehead. "Fine, very good."

The main house of Zhaolin Courtyard is warm and cozy, with a blazing underground heating system.

For Liu Wenying, who was used to the cold and whose body temperature was elevated due to drunkenness, it was undoubtedly too hot.

She uncomfortably pulled at her clothes, and after being washed, the old woman changed her into a loose, plain white undergarment.

The already loose pages opened even wider when pulled open.

A large expanse of shimmering white was revealed.

The mountains rise and fall.

Under the dim light, she lay there quietly, exuding a breathtaking, completely unaware allure.

Pei Yaojun, who was about to get up, froze on the couch, his gaze as if he were being drawn to a magnet.

His prominent Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

The palpitations I had managed to suppress when she hugged and comforted me earlier resurfaced like embers.

The strange touch and sweet taste he experienced during his brief encounter in the meditation room of Daxiangguo Temple a few days ago left him with unforgettable memories.

Are you feeling unwell again? Can I help you?

When Liu Wenying, the cutest of them all, heard someone speaking beside her, she mumbled an "Mmm".

An unconscious "hmm" sounded to Pei Yaojun, whose mind was already wandering, as nothing less than tacit consent and an invitation.

His eyes were dark and inky, and the taut string in his mind snapped in an instant.

Without further hesitation, they bent down, like travelers who had been lost in the desert for a long time and were drawn by a sweet spring, eagerly seizing it.

"Ugh..." Liu Wenying tilted her head back.

Her voice was sweet and melodious, like a cat's soft meow.

Pei Yaojun was moved by the sound of his tongue darting around. He unconsciously increased the pressure, his tongue ravaging the area.

"It hurts, it's uncomfortable, I don't want it anymore..."

Liu Wenying felt uncomfortable and weakly pushed away the weight pressing on her body with both hands.

The sound was like a bucket of cold water being poured over his head; Pei Yaojun froze instantly and hurriedly loosened his grip.

Liu Wenying, her eyes blurry with drunkenness, pushed his shoulders with both hands, tears clinging to her eyelashes, "Don't touch me..."

Pei Yaojun panicked and hurriedly sat up, annoyed and coaxing in a low voice, "It was my recklessness, I won't touch it anymore, don't cry."

The positions of the two had been strangely reversed. Just moments ago, Master Pei had been aggressively trying to punish people, but now he looked like someone who had done something wrong, clumsily begging for forgiveness.

It must be said that although Master Pei's methods of coaxing people are still somewhat immature, he does have a few tricks up his sleeve.

Like a frightened cat being soothed, Liu Wenying was gently stroked until her tears stopped and she obediently fell asleep.

It was late at night, before dawn.

Liu Wenying slowly woke up with a headache. Her consciousness had not fully returned, but she felt that the brocade quilt under her was unusually soft and comfortable, completely different from the one she usually used.

The fragrance floating in the air was also unfamiliar and refreshing.

I opened my eyes groggily, and what came into view was the intricate and exquisite canopy.

This...is not her room!

Liu Wenying was startled and fully awakened.

During the New Year's Eve dinner yesterday, she accidentally drank some alcohol. She never drinks, but she got drunk immediately and had to be helped up by her godmother and Xiaozhu...

And then? Then it seems she ran into Second Master, and vomited in front of him.

And then... there was only a broken blank space.

Liu Wenying tried to sit up, but felt an unusual heaviness in her chest. She looked down.

A fluffy, black head was resting on her chest, fast asleep.

She herself was only wearing an unfamiliar, loose-fitting, plain-colored undergarment.

Her clothes had already come undone in her sleep, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and a patch of apricot-colored undergarment askew to one side.

"Ah..." A scream burst from her throat as Liu Wenying pushed away the person covering her.

Caught off guard, Pei Yaojun was pushed so hard that he rolled off the couch and landed heavily on the carpeted floor with a thud.

The fall was quite severe and completely woke him up from his sleep.

"hiss--!"

Clutching the back of his head, which had throbbed from the impact, Pei Yaojun sat up, wincing and still half-asleep. "Who? Looking for trouble?"

Looking up, I saw Liu Wenying's pale face, drained of color from fear.

She clutched her clothes tightly, looking at him as if he were a monstrous flood.

Their eyes met, and memories of last night quickly returned.

Pei Yaojun's anger subsided, replaced by embarrassment.

"What's wrong with you?"

He rubbed the back of his head and stood up irritably.

Liu Wenying grabbed the pillow on the couch and threw it with all her might.

"You lecherous scoundrel, you bastard, what have you done to me after bringing me here!"

The pillow was soft and posed little threat, and Pei Yaojun easily dodged it by tilting his head.

But when she pointed her finger at him and yelled at him, and even threw things at him, his anger, which he had suppressed earlier, flared up again.

"What did I do to you?"

Pei Yaojun, enraged, laughed coldly and approached the bed step by step, his eyes dangerous.

"Get your act together! Last night you were so drunk you were like a lump of mud, and you threw up all over me! I kindly brought you back and had someone clean you up, and instead of being grateful, you throw a tantrum when you wake up. Is this how you repay people?"

"Kindness? Gratitude?"

Liu Wenying was so angry that she trembled all over.

"I had no idea when Third Master started to like meddling in other people's business. Even when I was drunk, Granny Tian and Xiao Zhu wouldn't have ignored me. You must have forced me to come here."

Although she was drunk, she was quite sharp once she sobered up.

Pei Yaojun was hit where it hurt, but he didn't see anything wrong with it and still insisted, "They'd love to dump this troublesome person like you on me!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

After Liu Wenying retorted sharply, she knew that arguing with this Third Master was pointless, and all she wanted to do now was leave.

However, Pei Yaojun stretched out his long arm and held her shoulder.

Liu Wenying was forced down onto the brocade quilt, and then he leaned over her, using his absolute advantage in height and strength to firmly imprison her.

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