The male protagonist of the quick wear is obsessed with me

Chapter 158 1 Poor and Penniless, Relying on Marriage to Become Empress 22

The small temple standing in the wilderness is small and dilapidated, but there is a warm fire inside.

A charming young man in a bright red robe was sitting by the fire holding a petite girl. He poked the burning wood with a stick beside him, and when he saw a piece of red wood that was still emitting sparks, he sneered, untied the sachet on his waist and threw it in.

Suddenly, a faint orchid fragrance filled the entire dilapidated temple, and the pungent smell in the air dissipated.

Wei Mingyu kept her head buried in his arms from the beginning, not turning her face around for a long time, until she smelled the fragrance of orchids.

"You finally decided to show your face. I thought you were going to stay there forever." Wu Xun stretched out two fingers and pinched the girl's cheek, then leaned over to look at her puffy cheeks curiously.

The porcelain-white skin under the fingers is so tender that you seem to be able to pinch water out of it. A light press will form a small dimple, and the feel is incredibly good.

Wuxun became a little addicted to the game as he played it for a while.

Wei Mingyu originally wanted to wait for him to tell her why he was here, but he was still pinching his face for a long time. She raised her hand to cover it to prevent him from touching her.

"Why are you here?" The girl's soft voice sounded somewhat curious.

Wu Xun flicked her brows lightly, and when she glared at him, he stretched out his hand to rub them, and said with a smile: "I just came out to see you. You've been away for so long, don't you miss me... us?"

The spies under his command reported her location several times, but they soon lost track of her. This meeting was actually more of a coincidence.

Wei Mingyu tilted her head, dimples faintly visible at the corners of her mouth: "I miss you guys, and I miss you too."

She admitted this with a smile, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

After a while, the young man with beautiful eyebrows and eyes held his forehead and sighed: "I lost to you."

She's so sweet-mouthed that I can't even say a word of complaint.

coo.

The sound of her stomach growling was heard in the dilapidated temple. Wei Mingyu's face turned slightly red and she held her stomach, feeling a little embarrassed. She supported herself with her hands and tried to stand up, but Wuxun held her even tighter.

"Don't worry, Wuan will bring food over later."

Wei Mingyu was surprised: "Wu'an is here too?"

"Yeah." Wuxun responded while stroking the smooth black hair on the girl's back. After thinking for a moment, he continued, "He just went to do something, so he arrived a little late."

Recalling the scene he just saw, he felt a little scared. He couldn't help but pinch the girl's cheek and said angrily, "Be careful when you go out. Don't pay attention to strangers and don't eat their food."

There was obviously something wrong with those three people. They were so enthusiastic in a remote and dilapidated temple. As soon as he came in, he immediately smelled the aphrodisiac incense mixed in the air. There should be drugs on the pancake as well.

Especially since Wuxun had seen their wanted poster, a gang of thieves who specialized in trafficking people to brothels. And since he was a man, he understood at a glance what the looks of the two men meant.

As he thought about this, his eyes became darker and his chest felt more stuffy.

Wei Mingyu was pinched by Wuxun so hard that she could hardly speak. She reached out and held the man's wrist, looking at him with a wronged expression and frowned.

"...This trick doesn't work." Having said that, Wuxun still let go of his hand and slid it against her cheek.

Wei Mingyu: “…”

At this moment, there was a sudden noise at the door.

Wei Mingyu raised his eyelids and looked over there, only to see a tall and straight figure slowly walking towards him, holding a fat pheasant on a wooden stick in his hand.

"Mingyu." The man called her in a low voice, then lowered his head and started roasting a pheasant in front of the fire.

The orange-red flames made the man's evil and cold face seem to be glowing, and his fierce eyebrows and eyes seemed to soften a little.

Looking at the girl with absent-minded eyes, Wuxun put the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, groaned secretly, and lowered his head to her: "Look at what he does, just look at me."

As she spoke, she blinked her beautiful peach blossom eyes narcissistically, and her sparkling eyes revealed a captivating charm.

Wei Mingyu couldn't stand it anymore and raised her hands to cover his eyes and pushed him away: "Too close!"

"hehe."

The man laughed softly, his chest shaking slightly, and his slightly drunken voice, like aged wine, made Wei Mingyu's ears feel hot. Fortunately, the firelight fell on her face like a layer of rouge, so there was nothing unusual to see.

Wei Mingyu tilted his head to smell the increasingly strong aroma in the air, and couldn't help asking, "Wu'an, can we eat now?"

Wu An, who was concentrating on roasting a pheasant, paused when he heard this. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his thin lips were almost pressed into a straight line: "...It will be ready soon."

After a while, he placed the roasted pheasant on the prepared leaves, and waited for it to cool down a little before tearing off a chicken leg and handing it to Wei Mingyu.

The chicken skin is roasted until golden and greasy, and is slightly charred. When you tear off the skin, you will see the snow-white, tender and juicy meat inside. Add in the special spices made with no added chemicals, and the ordinary chicken becomes incredibly delicious.

The pheasant was too fat, and Wei Mingyu was almost full after eating only one chicken leg. The rest was taken care of by the other two.

Wei Mingyu, who had eaten and drunk her fill, sat in front of the fire, feeling a little sleepy, with her chin propped up. Her eyelids were half closed, and her long eyelashes cast large shadows under her eyes. She wanted to go back to the carriage and sleep.

Wu Xun looked at the girl whose head was about to hit the ground, rubbed her head with amusement, and said in a gentle voice: "Do you want to sleep? Let me hold you."

As he said this, he actually reached out and prepared to let her sleep in his arms.

Wei Mingyu shook his head. How could this be comfortable?

She glanced at the relatively clean corner and suddenly had an idea.

"Wuan, help me." Wei Mingyu reached out and pulled Wuan's sleeve, dragged him out of the ruined temple quickly, and ran towards the carriage.

Wuxun stood up and followed for two steps, then suddenly stopped. Then he turned and walked towards the open space in the corner.

On the snowy ground, the girl in pink skirt is like peach blossoms blooming on branches in early spring, blooming in the cold winter, soft and tender.

A dark night followed the girl closely behind her, as if it had always been there and would always be there.

"Hold this for me." Wei Mingyu took out a bamboo mat, and then pulled out the blankets and bedding from the carriage.

After Wuan took the huge quilt in her hand, it seemed to have shrunk a little, and the young man in black even had enough free hand to hold her hand as she walked.

When Wei Mingyu returned to the dilapidated temple, the ground in the corner had been cleaned up by Wuxun, and the weeds growing out of the cracks had also been pulled out.

"Wow, it's great to find my brother!"

Wuxun couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. He cleared his throat and said nothing.

Wu An, who was standing by, turned his dark eyes and glanced at the girl, pursing his lips even tighter.

How could Wei Mingyu, who was very sensitive to emotions, not notice it? She pinched their fingers and said with a smile, "Of course, Brother An is also very good."

The young man in black who received the compliment lowered his head and looked at the girl. His narrow eyes were filled with soft light, sparkling and very beautiful.

"Okay, put your things down first."

Following the girl's instructions, Wu An first spread the bamboo mat on the open ground, and then placed the blanket and bedding on it.

In a short while, a simple bed was made.

Wei Mingyu rubbed her eyes and managed to pull herself together. She lifted the quilt and lay down, then patted the empty seat next to her: "It's time to sleep, come in quickly."

As soon as these words were spoken, the two men standing not far away froze. Wuan's pale skin, which had not been exposed to the sun for many years, turned red as if it was about to bleed, and even spread below the neck.

After a long while, Wuxun finally found his voice: "...It's very dangerous to just tell a man to sleep together."

"I'm not afraid, come here quickly." Wei Mingyu closed his eyes, and his voice became softer due to sleepiness.

It’s not that she doesn’t have a sense of crisis, but if she doesn’t want others to touch her, no one can get close to her.

When Wei Mingyu was about to fall asleep, the quilt beside her was lifted. Then there was a rustling sound, and two hot bodies approached her, stopping just before touching her.