C11 (2/2)
The corners of Wei Yi's lips curled up slightly as he completely restrained his smile. The next time Wangchuan rose, he saw a faint smile on Wei Yi's face and Wangchuan's face had turned even redder.
With great difficulty, he climbed up the mountain, his clothes all wet and stuck to his body. Forgotten lowered his head to look at his clothes, then looked at Wei Yi.
Wei Yi immediately averted his gaze from Wangchuan. Putting away the smile in his eyes, he pretended to be indifferent and asked, ”What's wrong? Why are you looking at me?”
”A thousand years of atonement.” With a ”plop” sound, Wu Chuan kneeled on the ground. ”This servant didn't hear it clearly. Steward Su's words, he entered the house without permission and bumped into something he shouldn't have seen.
Wei Yi: ”…”
[This girl is so stupid. Am I that fierce?]
”Forget it. Those who don't know are innocent.” He couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his mouth that was still smiling. He tried his best not to look at her, and then sat down with a cold look in his eyes, ”Didn't I tell you not to call yourself a servant?”
Wu Chuan raised his head, was slightly surprised, opened his mouth, and was about to say something when he saw the serious expression on Wei Yi's face. He could only nod. ”Yes.”
”Then, I have another request for you …”
Wu Chuan's eyes flashed with a bright light, like the hot dawn in the middle of noon.
Wei Yi's expression changed slightly as he looked up. ”Speak.”
My clothes are all wet. If I go out like this, I'm afraid it will affect my reputation for a thousand years. Can you get Housekeeper Su to bring me a piece of clothing? Servant …” ”Wangchuan, change it.” Wu Chuan's eyes were pleading, but he almost called himself a servant.
He rested his hands on his cheeks and looked at her, a warm aura sweeping past her ears. ”But how do you expect our Regional Commander to call Su He in? Does he still know how to send a thousand li of sound transmission?”
Wu Chuan frowned after he finished listening, and then raised his head. ”Then …” You can change your clothes here in a thousand years. ”
”No, do you think Bundle would have women's clothes here?” Wei Yi rebutted.
Wu Chuan was surprised and didn't know what to do. He retreated a few steps and stammered, ”Then … Then do you have clothes here in a thousand years? ”
”Yes, the Director's.”
Wei Yi's words were light and light, and when they entered Wu Chuan's ears, he immediately knelt down.
”A thousand years, I've offended you.” The appearance of a man bowing his head and bowing his knees
Wei Yi stood up and scooped up Wangchuan. He took her hand and pushed her behind the screen. Behind the screen, was a row of clothes.
Forgotten could not help but stare in a daze as he forgot that Wei Yi was holding his hand.
The clothes in front of him were of all different colors, and were reflected in his eyes. He couldn't even count the number of colors. However, what he could clearly see was that each of his sleeves and collars had the same red flower embroidered on them.
”Pick any one.” Wei Yi gently pushed her forward
Forgetfulness paused, ”This …” That's not appropriate, is it? ”
”You go if the Regional Commander tells you to.” Having said so, Wei Yi turned and left, as though he was giving her time to change her clothes.
Wangchuan watched Wei Yi leave before lying down on his chair in an extremely natural and lazy manner. He then sighed as he searched through the large expanse of clothing to find what he could wear.
Although Wei Yi had a lot of clothes, there weren't many clothes that he could wear on his body. Therefore, he didn't know what to do either.
When he walked to the end, he suddenly saw a woman's outfit. It was a dark green, with very light colors. It was like a red dress in full bloom, with a red flower embroidered on it. It was exactly the same as the one on his clothes, but much thicker.
This piece of clothing was hanging on the shelf and looked as if it had been there for a long time. However, there were no wrinkles at all, as if it was very precious. However, with so many clothes, this was the only thing that could be worn.
Wu Chuan gritted his teeth and took the clothes off carefully. He then put them on and walked out.
When these clothes were worn on his body, it was especially fitting, as if it was custom-made for him. Wangchuan was slightly surprised.