Chapter 282 There’s Something Wrong with This Eunuch (38)
After the old eunuch died, Xu Zijie lived with Sang Tian.
At little Xu Zijie's strong request, he got out of bed and became his, and poor Sang Tian could only sleep on the floor.
With Sang Tian's care, Xu Zijie's health has obviously improved a lot, and his complexion has also improved a lot.
The only thing that bothered Sang Tian was that Xu Zijie was too sharp-tongued. He would always say something no matter what she said.
In the evening, Sang Tian came back a little late after helping the imperial concubine take a bath, and saw Xu Zijie standing in front of the door with a dark face, staring at him.
She was startled when she first came in.
"What have you been doing? Why are you back so late?"
Xu Zijie just stood there like a ghost.
Sang Tian raised the wooden box in her hand and said, "I brought you some delicious food. Go wash your hands and eat!"
Xu Zijie didn't move.
Sang Tian thought he was sick and hurried forward to touch his forehead, but Xu Zijie turned his head and dodged.
"Do not touch me!"
Xu Zijie pushed her away very forcefully, and Sang Tian was pushed away unexpectedly.
The atmosphere was quiet for a moment, and Sang Tian looked down at the overturned lunch box, feeling extremely angry.
Every day, like an old maid, she would serve the imperial concubine and then immediately go to cook for him. These ingredients were bought from outside with great difficulty by her.
Sang Tian did not ask Xu Zijie why he did this. She looked at him calmly and turned to go into the room.
Xu Zijie looked down at the food on the ground and his body couldn't stop shaking.
Sang Tian lay in bed and ignored any noise Xu Zijie made.
Late at night, Sang Tian suddenly felt that she couldn't breathe, as if something was pressing on her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe.
She suddenly opened her eyes and saw Xu Zijie, who had washed his face clean, pressing on her and licking her face with his tongue like a puppy.
Sang Tian was startled. When she was about to scream, Xu Zijie suddenly lowered his head and kissed her pink lips.
There was no roughness, only tenderness. He closed his eyes and kissed Sang Tian very seriously.
One kiss.
Sang Tian was still confused.
How did it turn from a little wolf into a little wolf-dog?
Xu Zijie raised his head and placed his hands on both sides of her ears. In the moonlight, Sang Tian saw the tears in his eyes.
"You came back so late today. I was afraid you didn't want me anymore. You are all I have now."
When Xu Zijie said this, Sang Tian felt that he was so aggrieved that he was about to cry.
"Okay, okay, I get it. Can you get up first?"
Xu Zijie hesitated for a moment and then stood up.
He wiped the stuff off his face, his young face full of stunning beauty. He sat opposite her, his eyes shining brighter than the stars outside the house.
Maybe it was the atmosphere that Sang Tian reached out to touch Xu Zijie's face, but before her hand could reach out, Xu Zijie came over and put his face in her palm.
Xu Zijie closed his eyes and rubbed Sang Tian's palm gently with his face.
"Don't leave me, okay? I promise I'll be obedient in the future."
At this moment, Sang Tian looked at the little Xu Zijie whose face was as tender as a flower and felt the satisfaction of an old mother looking at her good son.
Her good son finally understood her good intentions.
That night Xu Zijie carried her to bed. Sang Tian, who hadn't slept comfortably in bed for a long time, fell asleep immediately.
She didn't notice at all the wolf-like eyes of Xu Zijie who was lying next to her.
When Sang Tian woke up the next day, she saw that Xu Zijie had already prepared breakfast for her and was waiting for her to get up.
I don't know what method Xu Zijie used to make his pretty face covered with pimples, which were even scarier than those black things before.