In the darkness, the silver-haired girl couldn't help but frown, let go and turn over, and wanted to get out of bed and light the light.

At this time.

"Wei...Weilai..."

Beside her, the young man who was wrapped in quilt that was being held by her muttered.

Ye Weilai paused and turned around to explain, "Has the master woke up? Nuer..."

But the next second, her mouth was blocked.

Ouyang Rong, who was sleepy, rubbed his eyes and gently and lazyly hugged Ye Weilai into his arms. The two of them retreated into the warm quilt together.

Ouyang Rong was confused and muttered: "Don't...Don't kick the quilt...Don't cry..."

Ye Weilai: "..."

Ouyang Rong seemed not to wake up, and was still sleepy and even confused.

Even Ye Weilai didn't respond even after returning.

It seems...as a dream?

Ye Weilai was now wrapped in his master's strong and warm masculine aura, and couldn't help but feel speechless.

Ouyang Rong held the strong arms on her hips and waist, making her not have the time to worry about the strange sound just now.

But immediately, Ye Weilai's face turned red and his face was stunned again.

Her slightly hot face rubbed somewhere on Ouyang Rong's chest.

Hey, why is the fabric of the inner shirt on the owner’s chest so fashionable? This is the owner’s drooling when he sleeps, but shouldn’t the drooling flow on the pillow? How can it flow to the chest? What is this sleeping position?

Or is it that she accidentally wiped her tears when she rushed in and hugged her master, but are there so many tears she had just now...

Ye Weilai tried hard to recall and thought.

But gradually, she felt her eyelids a little heavy when she was hugged by Ouyang Rong, and her eyelids opened and closed for a while, and there was a fight.

The consciousness was like slowly sinking into a cloud like a marshmallow.

In the faint sandalwood in the house and the masculine aura on Ouyang Rong.

Ye Weilai was confused and closed her eyes.

It seems to be drawn out of the deepest sleep.

The last little consciousness of the girl is...

Well, it's black and black, how did the master know that she was crying?

In the main house, the silence of the previous one was restored.

But at this moment, two regular sleeping sounds appeared.

A certain moment.

“Hey…”

I don’t know where it was next to the bed in the dark room, but a faint sigh of a strange woman came from.

And under the bed under the moonlight, there were three pairs of shoes.

In addition to the shoes of Ouyang Rong and Ye Weilai, there is also a pair of extra embroidered shoes.

Not long after, the embroidered shoes disappeared.

The night is still quiet.

But as the sky was getting bright, the sandalwood in the house gradually faded away.

...

early morning.

There are insects and birds in the yard.

Before Ouyang Rong opened his eyes, he realized something was wrong.

What's this in your arms?

Subconsciously, he carefully stroked his hands up and down.

Then he opened his eyes suddenly and woke up.

Ouyang Rong lifted the quilt and stared at the girl with a peaceful sleeping face that appeared in her arms.

However, after seeing the girl's silver hair and familiar appearance, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was not other women such as Ah Qing.

However, Ouyang Rong's tone was still a bit incredible:

"Wei Lai? You...why are you here?"

It seemed that the snow-white skin was exposed to the air and it was a little cool. Ye Weilai stretched out her hand behind her with sleepy eyes, trying to pull the bedding and then go to bed, but failed.

The silver-haired girl who was tortured by the bed suddenly became much more sleepy. She looked up and looked around, like a groundhog that was confused and protruding her head from the hole, rubbing her sleepy eyes and muttering:

"Master...you're awake, what...when is it?"

Ouyang Rong was speechless for a while, and his brows gradually frowned seriously.

Ye Weilai in front of her was messy, with a lot of fair and dazzling skin on her waist, legs, and buttocks. Her old shoulders were very smooth, her pink face was red, and her starry eyes were hazy...

Seeing his white-haired maid's pitiful and clumsy appearance just woke up, he had no choice but to reach out and pull the quilt and cover her.

Ye Weilai's sudden return now also made Ouyang Rong lose his interest in doing morning exercises to exercise.

Actually, for this scene in front of you

He also guessed something in his heart.

Ouyang Rong sat up with a white-haired maid wrapped in a quilt.

The two met face to face, Ouyang Rong sat on the bed, and Ye Weilai knelt lazily on him.

The blue-white quilt wrapped around Ye Weilai's delicate body, revealing only a scattered little head with a scattered black hair.

However, Ye Weilai, who was awakened by the noise, gradually came back to her senses, her face became more serious, her eyes quietly rolled up, and she glanced at the owner's gradually serious face.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Ouyang Rong asked with a stern face.

Ye Weilai shrank his head.

The courage that I mustered when I returned home last night was like a hide-and-seeking relationship with her, and she couldn't find it now.

"Master, I'm wrong..."

"Don't behave like a good person, just say it, I'm listening."

Ouyang Rong held Ye Weilai Snake'er and stretched out his smooth little hand, stuffed it into the quilt, and then straightened her little head with pitiful eyes. He said very righteously.

“…”

Ye Weilai had no doubt that if the reasons she had made were not up to standard, the owner could immediately carry her with her bedding and throw it directly on the street outside.

Seeing that Ouyang Rong's face gradually darkened, Ye Weilai quickly explained everything about her along the way.

In front of him, the silver-haired girl did not dare to hide anything at all.

Finally, she raised her little face and looked at Ouyang Rong. A few strands of silver-white soft hair stuck between the two lightly opened pink lips. She did not forget to add:

"Master, Nuer had a dream. When Nuer and his eldest lady came back to worship their ancestors, you disappeared, and we could not find you..."

The girl's voice was trembling and weak.

It was like a little beast thrown outside the cave by his parents, crying pitifully.

After listening silently, Ouyang Rong seemed to avoid her eyes and turned to look at the empty room outside the bed.

I swallowed my words that I wanted to blame.

No sound was made for a while.

For some reason.

He was already full of anger after getting up, and most of his gray-blue eyes staring at Ye Weilai, which were staring at him with tears in his eyes.

Ye Weilai's little hand stretched out from the quilt again, grabbed Ouyang Rong's corner timidly, and his voice was soft and light: "Master..."

"Let's go back and get up first!"

Ouyang Rong glared at her and shook his head.

"Okay!"

Ye Weilai hurriedly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and put on her slender body in front of the bed.

She skillfully took Ouyang Rong's long robe and happily served Ouyang Rong's clothes.

Seeing the happy face of the white-haired maid, Ouyang Rong shook his head speechlessly and turned over and got out of bed.

Ye Weilai stood in front of Ouyang Rong, and put it very close. After putting on a long gown, she wrapped her arms around her waist and tied her belt.
To be continued...