Chu Qingmei never dared to think that she would make such a decision.

But when the little maid came to pick up Zhou Xiaomeng, he subconsciously held Zhou Xiaomeng in his arms, and then quickly thought of a reason to give her.

"I know her. We are old acquaintances. Let me help you send her back."

"Who are you?"

The little maid felt that this was inappropriate, but the other party's magnanimity made her unable to say no.

Qinglan, the maid next to Chu Qingmei, took the opportunity to remind her.

"Our lord is the prefect of this county."

"What?" The little maid was really shocked. She hesitated and didn't dare to say anything else. She nodded blankly and thanked her.

"Then I'll trouble Mr. Chu."

Chu Qingmei nodded, said nothing, and walked towards her carriage with Zhou Xiaomeng in her arms.

Qinglan nodded to the little maid and hurriedly followed her.

It took a while for the little maid to come back to her senses.

There shouldn't be any problem if the prefect delivers it in person, right?

The sound of Shi Zhenxiang shouting in the carriage gave her no time to think too much. She quickly jumped on the carriage, pulled the reins, and shouted, "Drive."

Chu Qingmei and the maid Qinglan helped Zhou Xiaomeng into the carriage. Qinglan drove the carriage in front. The carriage bumped and Zhou Xiaomeng staggered and fell on Chu Qingmei several times.

Chu Qingmei helped her aside again and again, but to no avail.

Qinglan was watching the road and driving in front, but from time to time she glanced out from the corner of her eye.

It was just that she couldn't see anything because of the curtain.

But this didn't mean that she could suppress the doubts in her heart.

Their young lady, no, was a young master. She only dared to call him young master secretly in her heart.

It seems that their young master has never been so interested in a woman.

This made her feel a strange feeling in her heart, but more importantly, she was still worried.

After all, the identity of the young master is an insurmountable gap.

Moreover, this woman has so many husbands, she is really not worthy of their young master.

But she wouldn't say anything, because she knew the pain in their young master's heart, and she also knew that their young master would restrain himself.

Probably only in such a quiet and dark night, their young master would indulge his feelings so much.

And she will only stand by silently, guarding the young master.

But she couldn't help but break the strange silence.

"Sir, where are we going?"

"Go back..."

"Go to Zhou's house."

Chu Qingmei was about to call out and go back to the magistrate's office, but immediately looked at the woman lying on top of her again and changed her tune.

The maid hummed softly. Her ears were particularly sensitive in this silent night. Everything in the carriage behind her made her curious and worried.

Chu Qingmei carefully moved the woman who had climbed up into the carriage again. She was afraid that the carriage would bump and her head would hit the carriage, so he thoughtfully took out a cushion and put it under her head.

I just didn't know if the cushion was not soft enough or if his body was softer. After a while, she followed the bumps of the carriage and lay on his chest again, her furry head still moving gently in his arms, until

She rested her head on his creaky nest and chest, put her ear against his heart, and fell asleep in comfort.

Chu Qingmei was dumbfounded by her "persistence". She suppressed the throbbing in her heart and carefully moved her head away from her chest little by little, and then moved it to the cushion.

She was about to succeed, but she suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, holding on tightly.

He was still mumbling.

"Don't move, just let me lean on you for a while. I feel dizzy and uncomfortable."

This murmur, like a kitten begging for food, made him lose his guard. His hands were in the air and he didn't know where to put them. His body was stiff. He lowered his eyes slightly and saw her closed eyes softly.

Trembling like butterfly wings.

At first he thought there was wind entering the carriage.

But soon he discovered that it was his breath spraying on her face that stirred the wings.

He wanted to wake her up, but he was worried that she would wake up.

At this moment, he was thinking too much, the collision of reason and emotion, the friction between reality and fantasy.

But in the end, he chose to close his eyes and sink in. When he opened his eyes again, the things in his eyes were completely different from before, and there was a little more obsession.

His hand, which had no place to place, finally fell on her body and hugged her little by little.

He closed his eyes and felt the throbbing at this time.

An indescribable feeling.

Like a lonely and dry spring, the source of life is re-infused.

His withered heart seemed to be nourished by a warm spring again. A trace of vitality and a trace of sweetness spread from his heart little by little, and were re-injected into the blood vessels that were about to dry up at a very fast speed, while his stiff face

, gradually began to become softer, and the corners of the tightly pursed lips began to rise uncontrollably.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to like someone.

At this moment, he suddenly had a kind of expectation, hoping that he could contact her with his true identity, attract her little by little, and it would be best if she liked him too.

I don't know if he hugged her too tightly, but she squirmed uncomfortably in his arms. Her furry head rubbed against his skin through his thin clothes, making him feel that his body was getting hotter and hotter.

What also became hot was his breath.

It was very hot, but he didn't want to let go of her at all.

"Here, Tingzhi, heat, don't hold me so tight."

She muttered softly.

He suddenly burst into laughter. She was so intimate because she regarded him as her husband, but his heart and eyes were full of her.

But he still couldn't bear it.

"Oh, Shi Keshuang, what should I do? Where are you? Wuwu."

"Wuwuwu, I didn't mean it. I really didn't mean it. Wuwuwu, what should I do?"

She was drunk and talking in his arms, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing.

He hugged her, not daring to be too tight, for fear that she would struggle. He looked at her drunken face with a red face, lying on his chest obediently like a kitten, breathing lightly with the scent of apricot blossom wine.

Mixed with his sweet-scented osmanthus scent.

In the end, the carriage was filled with the scent of wine and osmanthus.

This blend satisfied him.

The maid Qinglan turned around, and a gust of wind opened the car curtain, and she happened to see this scene.

He turned around quickly, but his heart was confused.

Young Master, he actually loves this woman so much.

Yes, the way the young master looked just now, he clearly loved her terribly.

Master.

The man she swore to wait for all her life was the man she once thought would have results. At this moment, her eyes were moist against the wind.

She has been by the young master's side for many years, but has never entered his heart.

And this woman had only met the young master a few times, yet she made him behave like this.

For a moment, she was filled with disappointment and something that she couldn't tell whether it was jealousy or envy.

And she was facing the wind, thinking for a long time as she hurried on, and finally smiled.

As long as she can stay with the young master and as long as the young master can be happy, she will be satisfied.

The carriage stopped at Zhou's house, she went to knock on the door, and the young master got out of the carriage with Zhou Xiaomeng in his arms.

"who?"

Shen Qingshu heard the knock on the door and hurried out.

When he opened the door, he saw a strange-looking woman. He was about to ask what happened, but he saw a woman behind him and the woman she was holding.

"Xiaomeng? What happened to her?"

He passed Qinglan directly and walked quickly to Chu Qingmei and Zhou Xiaomeng. He was about to pick up Zhou Xiaomeng who was being held in his arms, but found that he could not hold her up at all.

Finally, Chu Qingmei said.

"Shall I help you carry it in?"
To be continued...