Jiang Donghua Just as he rubbed his red ears and took a half step back, he was suddenly surrounded by an elegant fragrance.
Hong Ling without warning opened her arms and wrapped her arms around his neck. The warm and soft touch came clearly through the fabric of the clothes. Her whole body froze, and her nose was filled with the refreshing cedar fragrance from the senior sister's hair, and even her breathing was stagnant.
"Teacher, senior sister?"
His Adam's apple rolled and his voice got stuck in his throat.
From this distance, one can clearly see the shadow cast by her eyelashes, and even count the small mole on her collarbone exposed by her collar.
Hong Ling suddenly stood on tiptoes.
When the petal-like touch came from his lips, Jiang Donghua's mind exploded.
The warmth was fleeting, but burned into the memory like a soldering iron.
Jiang Donghua's whole body froze in place, with the soft touch still lingering on his lips, and the faint fragrance of the senior sister's body lingered on the tip of his nose.
My mind was buzzing, and I felt a little dazed for a moment.
What the hell is this woman doing?!
One second she was grabbing his ears fiercely and threatening to castrate him, and the next second she was forcefully kissing and hugging him?
What's even more outrageous is that after the kiss, she acted as if nothing had happened. She lay down on the bed carelessly and patted the bed, looking like a bandit who was about to come up again.
Jiang Donghua subconsciously touched his lips, his throat was a little dry.
"Teacher, senior sister... you?"
Hong Ling was lying on his side on the bed, supporting his head with one hand, curling a strand of his hair casually with the other hand, and glanced at him with a half-smile.
"What? You'll be stupid after just one kiss?"
She deliberately prolonged her tone.
"Junior brother~ Isn't this your first kiss?"
"Who, who said that!"
Jiang Donghua felt hot and immediately retorted, but regretted it as soon as he said it.
This reaction is totally self-inflicted!
Hong Ling immediately smiled even brighter, his eyes turned into crescents, and he even licked his lips deliberately.
"Oh~ it's indeed the first kiss."
She patted the empty seat next to her with a teasing tone.
"Do you want Senior Sister to teach you something else?"
"Come and play on the bed. A rookie should start from the very beginning."
Jiang Donghua's scalp felt numb, he quickly took two steps back and spoke righteously.
"Sister! We are discussing a life-or-death plan! Be serious!"
"I'm very serious."
Hong Ling blinked, looking innocent.
"I kissed you to give you some practical experience so that you won't show your timidity in front of those two naughty foxes tomorrow."
She suddenly turned over and sat up, moved closer to him, and lowered her voice.
"Or do you prefer the Biyao type? Huh?"
Is this woman just playing with him?!
He took a deep breath, tried to calm his heartbeat, and gritted his teeth.
"Sister, if you keep doing this, I will sleep next door!"
Hong Ling Hearing this, he immediately fell down on the bed, stretched out and occupied the entire bed, saying shamelessly.
"Go! The room is so big anyway, you can sleep on the floor!"
Jiang Donghua was so angry that her temples were beating, but there was nothing she could do.
He stared at her for a long time, and finally could only choke out one sentence.
"Bandit!"
Hong Ling laughed loudly, grabbed the pillow and threw it at him.
"Stop talking nonsense! Turn off the lights quickly! We have to perform tomorrow!"
Jiang Donghua caught the pillow and looked at the woman on the bed who was smiling unbridled, and suddenly felt a deep sense of helplessness, who was the boy and who was the girl?!
Jiang Donghua stood in the room with swaying candlelight, his fingertips unconsciously touching the lips that had just been kissed, but his eyes gradually became cold.
Although he was not good at the art of assassination and lurking, the alchemist's soul perception allowed him to keenly detect that just now, the auras of Hong Yu and Biyao had briefly stopped outside the door.
The faint fragrance, mixed with the fuzzy wind blowing in the corridor, could not hide from his perception.
"Oh, are you all testing me?"
He lowered his eyes, a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes.
Ninth Young Master has an unstable temperament. If you reveal anything to him rashly, I am afraid that not only will you lose your trust, but you will be easily discarded as a pawn to sow discord.
"He can't do it on his own."
Knocking his knuckles lightly on the table, Jiang Donghua suddenly chuckled and looked at the night outside the window.
The two maids next to Ninth Young Master, Hong Yu, are delicate and savage, while Biyao is docile. They seem to be just playthings, but being able to stay with Ninth Young Master for so long must not be easy.
"But Fourth-grade Alchemy Master Is it difficult to want two women?"
He flipped his fingertips, and a dark red elixir quietly appeared in his palm. The fragrance of the medicine was restrained, but there was a hint of beguiling sweetness.
"Since you like to listen to the wall, why not come and perform with me in person?"
It was dark at night, and the Zhu Huo in the corridor swayed slightly, reflecting two slender figures clinging to the door.
Hong Yu and Biyao held their breaths, their ears almost pressed against the door panel, listening to the laughter coming from inside. Jiang Donghua's usually cold and solemn voice was actually a bit helpless at this moment.
And Hong Ling's laughter was even more unbridled, even mixed with a few ambiguous hums.
"This Master Jiang turns out to be not a piece of wood."
Hong Yu curled his lips and lowered his voice and said to Biyao.
Biyao pursed his lips and smiled softly, a trace of amusement flashed in his eyes.
"A person who is crazy about refining medicine is still a man after all. How can he really be indifferent to female sex?"
The two of them were secretly speculating when suddenly.
"Squeak--"
The door opened without warning, and Jiang Donghua's tall figure suddenly appeared at the door. The candlelight fell from behind him, drawing a slender shadow on the ground.
Hong Yu and Biyao were caught off guard, their bodies stiffened suddenly and they almost fell to the ground.
The two stood up hurriedly, with a stiff smile on their faces and their voices trembling slightly.
"Ginger, Master Jiang Good evening!"
Hong Yu laughed twice, his eyes wandering.
"We, we were just passing by, really!"
Biyao also nodded quickly and tightened his sleeves with his fingers unconsciously.
"Yes, yes, we just happened to come here!"
Before they finished speaking, the two of them had already moved quietly, preparing to leave.
However, the moment they turned around.
"Ahem."
Jiang Donghua coughed twice, the sound was neither urgent nor slow, but it was like an invisible rope, instantly restraining their steps.
Hong Yu and Biyao froze and turned back slowly, their faces turning slightly pale.
"Master, is there anything else going on?"
Biyao's voice was as thin as a mosquito's fly, and her fingers tightly grasped the corners of her skirt.
Hong Yu was sweating on his forehead, and he was already thinking quickly in his mind that if Jiang Donghua sued Ninth Young Master in anger, with Ninth Young Master's temper, they might not survive tonight!
"Master, forgive me!"
Hong Yu lowered his head suddenly, his voice a bit panicked.
"We really didn't mean to intrude!"
Before she finished speaking, Jiang Donghua suddenly chuckled.
The laughter was low, with a hint of amusement, which made the two of them tremble.
"Now that you're here, why rush to leave?"
He spoke slowly, his tone gentle, but it inexplicably sent chills down the spine.
Hong Yu and Biyao felt a chill running straight from the soles of their feet to Tianling Gai. Their knees softened and they all fell to the ground with a plop.
"Master, spare your life!"
Hong Yu's voice was trembling, her forehead almost touched the ground, cold sweat slid down her pale cheeks, condensed into a drop of water on the tip of her chin, and hit the floor silently.
Biyao was trembling all over, her slender fingers tightly grasping the hem of her skirt, her knuckles turning white from the exertion.
She didn't dare to raise her head and could only stare at the toes of Jiang Donghua's boots. Her throat was so tight that she couldn't even say anything to beg for mercy.
"I, we are really just passing by, we don't dare to pry in the slightest!"
They know too well that Ninth Young Master dotes on them.
But if Jiang Donghua really wants them to die, Ninth Young Master will never fall out with two maids and one Fourth-grade Alchemist.
After all, who would offend a sharp knife for a plaything?
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Suddenly--
"Heh."
A low laugh sounded above the head.
Immediately afterwards, a pair of slender and strong hands supported their elbows respectively, and with a slight lift, they were lifted directly from the ground.
Hong Yu and Biyao raised their heads in shock and met Jiang Donghua's smiling eyes.
"Am I so cruel?"
His tone was gentle, even a bit joking. The invisible pressure just now was just their illusion.
Hong Yu was stunned, his lips were trembling slightly, and he didn't know how to respond.
Biyao was the first to react and managed a smile, but his voice was still a little weak.
"Master, the joke is offending us, we should scare ourselves!"