Night falls accompanied by a cool breeze.
"Binger, are you asleep?"
Reclining on his bed sat Dong Fang Ling, his handsome face without a trace of sleepiness.
From a long, wooden bed came vague grunt, she was always a light sleeper, with just a little sound, she was easily awakened.
"What time is it?" Dong Fang Ling ignored her grunting and asked.
"Around Chou Shi (1am-3am)." Binger forced herself to sit up and answered, accompanied by continous yawning.
"Is that right? So late."
To his bed’s left was another wooden bed, a screen depicting birds separated them, on the wooden bed, Bing’er was struggling to sit up, one hand supporting her weight, her head moved up and down, she was half asleep.
"Bing’er are you tired?"
Unable to hear her reply, this girl did not fall back asleep, right?
What nonsense is he saying?
With a pained muffled sound, her emotions was on the verge of exploding, she wanted to sleep, but can’t, even well civilized people would not be able to tolerate! She raised her bloodshot eyes, glaring at the man on the other bed, she had secretly decided that if he could not sleep if he then she would not mind giving him a helping hand.
Feeling her stare, his thin lips raised into a malicious smile. "Accompany me to sit at Gu Yue Ting."
His tall body sat up, feeling for his shoes, a ray of light incense neared, his actions were halted by a pair of hands.
"Young master, it is so late, outside is pitch black, let us wait till tomorrow."
Binger bent over to face him, a look of pain, so sleepy, yet she wasn’t allowed to rest, she tired to compromise with him. Dong Fang Ling was a bit weird tonight, she could not help but feel uneasy, he was not purposely making it hard to her, right?
"Do not forget, I am blind, it is always dark to me, there is no difference."
The implication was that he will go, and as his personal maidservants, she is bound to go along.
"Ok."
She low sighed, put on his shoes for him, and put on his outer shirt, and did not forget to add a cape. Right now is autumn season, it is slightly chilly at night, better to be careful, she was now working as a maid, and getting much better too! Her pink lip raised a self-applauding smile.
But why was she so bad at tying knots? She could not help but yawn again in front of his body, her pair of beautiful eyes were very drowsy, unable to focus on the pair of string in her hands. Because she was somewhat unfocused, her foot suddenly staggered, her unstable body fell forward, in an instant -
Thump! In the silent dark night, at the Purple Dawn Manor a loud noise cut through the quiet night.
"Ow -" a cry of pain came from Bing-er’s mouth abruptly as the back of her head his the ground, her head now was hurt.
"Awake now?"
A surge of warm breath blew onto her face, followed by a mischievous voice in her ears. Her clear, beautiful eyes widened in surprise, thanks just the collision due to her dazed self, she immediately awaken and stared at the Dong Fang Ling who was on top of her.
During that quick incident, at that moment he had felt her hands gripped his sleeve, but hurriedly let go, and placed it in between their upper body’s close proximity, with her palm on his chest she could not help but blush.
"Young master ...... ...... can you get up first." She asked with a trembling shy voice.
They were very close, Dong Fang Ling could clearly feel the body he was on top of, it was a soft yet tender body, a sweet incense permeated from her. Followed by an strange hot flashes, it suddenly spread across his lower abdomen, he hurriedly off her, the dark of the night hid a handsome face hinted with panic.
"Nevermind! We do not have to go anymore, you can go back to sleep, I’ll sleep in a minute." His rich voice slightly gruff, tall body felt and sat back onto the bed, his eyes closed.
Binger raised her eyebrow puzzled, picked up the cloak, but look at him for a moment. Her red cheeks had yet faded, relieved but confused at his sudden change of mind, she blew out the candle, and laid back onto her wooden bed.
With the slight ray of moonlight, one can see through the slightly transparent screen, that the tall body had already laid onto the bed.
That night, both bodies tossed and turned on their own beds, both minds had been thinking, something had faintly changed.
Night falls accompanied by a cool breeze.
"Binger, are you asleep?"
Reclining on his bed sat Dong Fang Ling, his handsome face without a trace of sleepiness.
From a long, wooden bed came vague grunt, she was always a light sleeper, with just a little sound, she was easily awakened.
"What time is it?" Dong Fang Ling ignored her grunting and asked.
"Around Chou Shi (1am-3am)." Binger forced herself to sit up and answered, accompanied by continous yawning.
"Is that right? So late."
To his bed’s left was another wooden bed, a screen depicting birds separated them, on the wooden bed, Bing’er was struggling to sit up, one hand supporting her weight, her head moved up and down, she was half asleep.
"Bing’er are you tired?"
Unable to hear her reply, this girl did not fall back asleep, right?
What nonsense is he saying?
With a pained muffled sound, her emotions was on the verge of exploding, she wanted to sleep, but can’t, even well civilized people would not be able to tolerate! She raised her bloodshot eyes, glaring at the man on the other bed, she had secretly decided that if he could not sleep if he then she would not mind giving him a helping hand.
Feeling her stare, his thin lips raised into a malicious smile. "Accompany me to sit at Gu Yue Ting."
His tall body sat up, feeling for his shoes, a ray of light incense neared, his actions were halted by a pair of hands.
"Young master, it is so late, outside is pitch black, let us wait till tomorrow."
Binger bent over to face him, a look of pain, so sleepy, yet she wasn’t allowed to rest, she tired to compromise with him. Dong Fang Ling was a bit weird tonight, she could not help but feel uneasy, he was not purposely making it hard to her, right?
"Do not forget, I am blind, it is always dark to me, there is no difference."
The implication was that he will go, and as his personal maidservants, she is bound to go along.
"Ok."
She low sighed, put on his shoes for him, and put on his outer shirt, and did not forget to add a cape. Right now is autumn season, it is slightly chilly at night, better to be careful, she was now working as a maid, and getting much better too! Her pink lip raised a self-applauding smile.
But why was she so bad at tying knots? She could not help but yawn again in front of his body, her pair of beautiful eyes were very drowsy, unable to focus on the pair of string in her hands. Because she was somewhat unfocused, her foot suddenly staggered, her unstable body fell forward, in an instant -
Thump! In the silent dark night, at the Purple Dawn Manor a loud noise cut through the quiet night.
"Ow -" a cry of pain came from Bing-er’s mouth abruptly as the back of her head his the ground, her head now was hurt.
"Awake now?"
A surge of warm breath blew onto her face, followed by a mischievous voice in her ears. Her clear, beautiful eyes widened in surprise, thanks just the collision due to her dazed self, she immediately awaken and stared at the Dong Fang Ling who was on top of her.
During that quick incident, at that moment he had felt her hands gripped his sleeve, but hurriedly let go, and placed it in between their upper body’s close proximity, with her palm on his chest she could not help but blush.
"Young master ...... ...... can you get up first." She asked with a trembling shy voice.
They were very close, Dong Fang Ling could clearly feel the body he was on top of, it was a soft yet tender body, a sweet incense permeated from her. Followed by an strange hot flashes, it suddenly spread across his lower abdomen, he hurriedly off her, the dark of the night hid a handsome face hinted with panic.
"Nevermind! We do not have to go anymore, you can go back to sleep, I’ll sleep in a minute." His rich voice slightly gruff, tall body felt and sat back onto the bed, his eyes closed.
Binger raised her eyebrow puzzled, picked up the cloak, but look at him for a moment. Her red cheeks had yet faded, relieved but confused at his sudden change of mind, she blew out the candle, and laid back onto her wooden bed.
With the slight ray of moonlight, one can see through the slightly transparent screen, that the tall body had already laid onto the bed.
That night, both bodies tossed and turned on their own beds, both minds had been thinking, something had faintly changed.
