Chapter 55 Are you feeling a little hot? Bear with it, it'll be over soon.

Chapter 55 Are you feeling a little hot? Bear with it, it'll be over soon.

Tutoring homework?

Yunyang was speechless.

Do you think she's stupid?

Xiaojuan is about to be kidnapped. Sending her over now would be like using her as a scapegoat.

This Jujiro, unable to eliminate her himself, wants to use Fu Zhai to get rid of her?

Yun Yang quickly calculated in her mind, but obediently agreed aloud.

"Okay, housekeeper, I'll be right there."

She hung up the phone without the slightest hesitation.

Clutching his phone, he darted into the bathroom.

According to the rules of Xiaoyuan, for the sake of management, none of the servants' rooms can be locked from the inside.

But the bathroom door is fine.

With a "clatter".

The sound of the small bolt falling in the deathly silent room gave Yunyang a false sense of security.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There was a knock on the door.

Yun Yang's heart jumped into her throat.

You arrived so quickly!

She was quickly thinking of a solution.

Every now and then he would say he was in the toilet or that his stomach was upset, and he would try to delay it for as long as possible.

If we really can't avoid it, when we go out with Giuchiro later, we'll find a chance to run upstairs.

Go find Fu Xiaoting.

Just as she was brainstorming.

With a creak.

The door to the room made a sound as it was pushed open.

Yun Yang held her breath.

Waiting for Guchiro to speak first.

With a crisp "clang".

The teacup was smashed!

Having heard it so many times, Yunyang recognized it immediately.

She carefully pressed her ear against the cold door and listened intently.

A familiar voice resonated precisely in her mind.

[Where's the little brewing going? Where are they?]

【Huh? Where did it go?】

[Huh? Did she faint from fright?]

It's Fu Xiaoting!

Yun Yang's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, instantly settled back into her stomach.

She breathed a long sigh of relief, unlatched the door, and went outside.

Then I saw Fu Xiaoting standing there.

In his perfectly intact hands, he was holding an enormous emergency light.

The light was as bright as a small sun, enveloping him in a dazzling glow, making his face appear exceptionally gentle.

On the ground lay the teacup he had just knocked over and shattered.

Thank goodness I came.

See? Little Yunniang is scared to death.

Yun Yang: "..."

Thank you for your concern.

She forced a professional fake smile.

"Sir, it's so late, is there anything I can do for you?"

Fu Xiaoting came prepared.

He pulled something out of his pocket—a brand of sprain and bruise spray.

He placed the medicine on the table, then extended his intact hand and pointed to his right shoulder.

Yunyang: "Sir, do you mean you want me to spray the pesticide for you?"

Fu Xiaoting nodded reservedly.

"Yes, sir, please have a seat."

Fu Xiaoting walked around the table and plopped down on her bed.

Yun Yang: "!?"

Well, she's slept in his bed more than once.

She picked up the spray bottle and walked over.

Fu Xiaoting was wearing a black silk shirt today, which looked quite expensive.

This material has absolutely no elasticity.

To spray it on your shoulders, you have to take your clothes off.

Yun Yang stood in front of him, looking down at him.

Under the dim emergency lights, the man tilted his head back, his long eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyelids, his handsome face revealing no emotion.

Yun Yang felt a little embarrassed.

It seems a bit strange that a girl would unbutton a man's shirt.

After hesitating for a moment, I bent down anyway.

As she approached, a crisp, clear scent of fir wood, mixed with a faint medicinal aroma, instantly enveloped her.

It smells wonderful.

Her fingertips carefully touched the first button on his chest.

The button was made of obsidian and felt cool to the touch.

But beneath the buttons, through the thin shirt, emanated a burning heat from the chest.

Yunyang felt like her fingertips were being scalded.

【！！！】

She bumped into me!

So close!

Why...why does it feel a little...hot...?

[Hot, hot, hot...]

Yun Yang: "..."

Her fingers were not an iron.

It does feel very hot to the touch.

However, we can't open the windows now, or we'll catch a cold.

"Sir, are you feeling a little hot? Please bear with it for a bit, it will be quick."

One, two, three...

The collar of his shirt was completely unbuttoned, revealing the man's delicate collarbone and a small patch of fair, muscular chest.

Yunyang's gaze lingered on it.

Wow, that's really excellent.

Take another look, no, no, take a few more looks.

Who knows, Xiaoting might gain weight someday.

She reached out and gently pulled his collar aside.

Just as he revealed his right shoulder, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

"Bang!"

The door slammed into the wall.

Gijiro appeared at the door with a furious expression on his face.

"Yunyang! What are you dawdling for? Why aren't you going over there yet! Only you know the master's plan. In case Miss Shen tries to stop you, you need to find a way to get her away beforehand!"

Even if he was unwilling to admit it, Yun Yang was indeed somewhat clever.

Yun Yang was stunned for a moment. So that's how it is. It seems I thought too badly of Brother Ji.

"Wait, I'm..."

Before she could finish speaking, Giulio couldn't wait any longer and strode in.

Yun Yang subconsciously turned around, wanting to explain.

As she turned around, her petite body perfectly blocked Fu Xiaoting's face, who was sitting on the bed.

In the dim light, Giulio squinted, his gaze passing over her shoulder and looking behind her.

He seemed to have seen something.

A bare shoulder.

Sturdy, belonging to a man.

"Are you crazy?"

"Dare to hide a man in the house?"