C13 No Man will Ever Love You like That

The sunset that night was especially good.

The otaku's days were always so long.

There were no lights, wine, or beauties lining up to flirtatiously flirt with each other as they waited to get on his young master's bed … The day was too long and the night was too long. 24 hours seemed to have turned into 48 hours.

How could he bear it?

Tomato beef stew became a luxury.

There was only one bowl left. He ate it first and lazily lay under a thousand-year-old ginkgo tree to bask in the sunset.

The silence around him was too much. He was on the verge of going crazy as he shouted loudly: "Li Xiaobao, what are you doing? "Don't dilly-dally, come and talk to me quickly …"

"I'm washing the dishes."

"Stop washing, quickly come …"

After a while, she came over.

His hands were red, and he wore an apron. On the apron, there was a tiger skin. It looked more like a Monkey King traveling to the west.

"Hey, Li Xiaobao …"

Her feet buckled and she fell. He had stepped on a fallen branch and twisted his foot.

Qu Caizhi went over to help her up, cursing and swearing. When the gardener left, the thousand-year-old tree began to play tricks on him. The dead branch fell to the ground and became a roadblock, but there was no one to take care of it.

"Little Treasure, does it hurt?"

It would be strange if it didn't hurt.

The setting sun covered her face, her hair … The old man finally had a bit of conscience. The hot water in the Qu Residence had not yet stopped boiling. After finishing her housework, she could still wash up and she was still neat and tidy. Like a housewife. At this moment, her black hair no longer looked like a chicken's nest.

Suddenly, Quinn noticed a problem.

"Li Xiaobao, you don't have a cell phone!"

"I don't need to answer the phone." Nonsense, who would dare to use it? He was afraid that Brother Yang would follow or eavesdrop on him. Her life was more important, she had already thrown away her phone.

"You never go out."

"I don't need to buy anything." He didn't dare to go out even if he wanted to.

"You don't call anyone and no one comes to see you."

"I have no friends."

"What about your parents and family? Aren't they looking for you? Don't miss you? You've been away so long, and they've never worried about you? "

There was no time to dodge, so how could they dare to watch?

"..."

Qu Cong stared at her in shock.

It was something that was easy to find, but now he realized — this woman seemed to have descended from the sky. There was no past, no present, and no future.

She suddenly appeared and said that she wanted to be his mistress.

Other women had to at least come up with excuses: Life was stressful, family was difficult, ten people were raised, father was sick, mother was cancer, siblings were leukemia, seven aunts and uncles were living with AIDS … In any case, it was so tragic that he had to sell himself to earn money.

But she had no reason.

He only said that he wanted to eat and drink.

If it was for food and clothing, then her allowance would be so little. However, because she had just arrived and was not favoured, more than half of it was taken away by Shishi and the rest. Besides, she hadn't spent a dime, and she didn't have any luxury goods.

Now that he had eaten the tomato beef stew, she was unmoved.

Why would such a woman want to be someone else's mistress?

Physical enjoyment?

Spiritual enjoyment?

Physical enjoyment?

She didn't take any of them.

What was there to be a mistress like that for?

He slowly said, "Little Treasure, you don't look like my mistress anymore …"

"What does that look like?"

"Dammit!"

Her heart trembled.

Matchmaking!

How could it be the original one?

"How could it not be?"

He blandly replied, "I have never been married before. Where did my mistress come from? In fact, you look a little like my rotten wife. Didn't the play say that husband and wife were originally birds in the same forest, that they would each fly when faced with a great calamity? When disaster strikes, who would be willing to stay by my side other than the original? "

She lowered her head.

In the final touch of the setting sun, it was unknown if her face was dyed red by the sunset or if her heart was beating faster. She lowered her head, allowing her long eyelashes to fall, completely covering her eyes.

"Little Treasure, I want to know about your past!"

But she didn't say anything.

No matter what he asked, she couldn't answer.

The two of them lay side by side under the ginkgo tree. Due to their fatigue, they quickly fell asleep.

The moon rose slowly.

The kitchen was a long way from where he lived. It was no different from the past. As long as he called out to them, the servants would respectfully bring the delicious food to his room.

At this time, he started to despise the size of the mansion.

She stood up and rubbed her sleepy eyes. The music beside her had awoken, and her eyes were wide open.

He unexpectedly softened his voice, "Xiaobao, how do you want me to repay you after I transport you away?"

The transport was too far. It was better to be realistic.

She suddenly jumped onto his back. "Carry me."

He was overwhelmed with shock.

However, she was already lying on his back like a monkey. "My ankle is hurting, I don't want to leave. The bedroom is too far away, I don't want to go … "

"Why would I carry you? I've never carried anyone in my life. "Hey, come down, come down, are you an octopus?"

He wanted to throw her away, but she held him tightly by his neck, giggling. "I'll cook for you, I've raised you for so long, you haven't paid me back yet, I'll carry you on my back first …"

He laughed.

She said she kept him.

"Aren't you my mistress? How can you be the one to raise me? "

"I'm the one raising you now, okay? "You'll be my Second Master for the time being …"

"Dammit, how could I be your Second Master?"

"You're the second master, the pretty boy, and the rabbit master, the one who eats soft food …"

He said fiercely, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll throw you down …"

"Aiyo, my feet are hurting …"

He laughed and really walked on with his back to her.

The place was filled with ginkgo trees. It was a very long corridor, and it had always been very deep and beautiful. If it was autumn, the golden leaves would rain down a thick layer of carpet, and the rustling sound of stepping on it would be very moving.

However, it was night. Under the moonlight, only the sound of the wind and the sound of the fallen leaves could be heard.

"Li Xiaobao, you're so heavy."

"Where?"

"You have to lose weight. Sleep after you eat, eat after you sleep, grow into a big fatty …"

"I've had a hard time these days."

"You have to lose weight just because you're working hard."

"If you don't eat your fill, how will you have the strength to lose weight?"

"…"

He carried her on his back as he walked down the long path of the gingko. He was already panting heavily.

She jumped down, grinning, and sat in a long chair by the side of the road, swinging her legs.

"potential customer, you can go to bed now."

"What about you?"

"I'll sit for a while before I go."

He stared, "You want to grind and kill a donkey? You're going to leave me alone after using me? "

She giggled.

Her face was so clear under the moonlight.

Qu Sing suddenly felt that this face was so cute. Now her roughened fingers were out of sight, and the smell of oil smoke in her hair was gone. She was so fresh and clean, so small, like a carefree child.

He bit his lip, slightly absent-minded.

"Li Xiaobao, have you ever loved anyone?"

She tilted her head in thought, then shook her head firmly.

"Never?"

"Never!"

He pointed at his nose. "And me?"

She giggled again and stared at him in the moonlight — did she love him?

He shook his head vigorously. Absolutely not!

He felt bitter and a little unwilling. This was the first time a woman had said such words in front of him. It truly hurt his self-esteem. After some thought, he asked, "Then, have any other men ever loved you?"

She shook her head even more and giggled. Love was just like a ghost. There were many people who had heard of it, but there weren't many people who had seen it.

He laughed too.

"That's true. For an ordinary woman like you, no man would be infatuated with you."

"I don't think there's ever been a man who was crazy about me in this life."

Men died for the sake of peerless beauties.

The Trojan War had been going on for ten years, but when the marshal saw the main culprit, Helen, he had to marvel: God, for such a beautiful woman, it would be worth another ten years.

How could there be anyone in the world who would want to fight until their heads bled for an ordinary woman?

"I am different from you. Little Treasure, I've always loved a woman … "

"How much?"

"I am willing to live and die for her. Willing to give her the most precious thing in the world... "Well, if she is willing to marry me, I am willing to give her all my property; if she is willing to marry me, I will give my life in exchange for it …" While he was speaking, Li Xiaobao noticed his injured left arm. If that shot missed by a bit, he would definitely die.

Other men were being hypocritical when they said this, but Li Xiaobao seemed to suddenly understand what was going on.

In this life, he had already been struck by a heart poison called "Jiang Yueming." He would never be able to free himself.

"Li Xiaobao, you won't understand this kind of relationship. You've never experienced it before … Moreover, it's unlikely that you'll ever experience it in your life, because no man will ever love you like that. "

He looked wistful.

Because he didn't get that woman, he became even more mad.

"She's very, very beautiful, very gentle, and she's so fascinating. The women I know add up to less than half of her... "

Miss Jiang Yueming, Li Xiaobao knew about this a long time ago.

A peerless beauty, a famous superstar.

He muttered to himself, how can I describe the beauty of the moon?

When all the best words were piled up, she couldn't help but mumble in a low voice:

Her eyes were brighter than the sapphire;

Her lips are brighter and fresher than a ruby

Her jade teeth are round and white like pearls

Her cheeks are as smooth as ivory

Speaking of gold, her hair shone with golden light …

Speaking of silver, her delicate hands clearly looked as pure as a crescent moon …

But one of the most beautiful treasures is the hardest to find

This was her beautiful and pure heart.

"..."

His dream lover was perfect.

He was lost in his own emotions for a long time, until the wind woke him up.