The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

Wang Long was stunned.

Other ways?

What other way?

Before he could react, Xu Wanyun had already lowered her head and submerged herself in the water.

Warm spring water washed over her head, making her long hair float on the surface.

Wang Long's brain completely shut down.

He looked down at the blurry figure beneath the water's surface, watching her approach little by little.

Then......

Wang Long suddenly tilted his head back, and the back of his head hit the side of the bucket with a dull thud.

He gritted his teeth and gripped the edge of the bucket tightly with both hands.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, falling on the water and creating shimmering ripples.

The heat in the room grew stronger, enveloping everything in a hazy glow.

Outside the window, the night wind blew, and the bamboo leaves rustled softly, as if they were whispering.

Beneath the water's surface, the figure moved slowly.

Wang Long closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and gasped for breath.

He felt his consciousness gradually fading and his reason crumbling bit by bit.

I don't know how much time passed.

Xu Wanyun emerged from the water, her hair wet and clinging to her face, water droplets sliding down her cheeks.

She was breathing heavily, her cheeks flushed, and her beautiful eyes were misty with tears.

Wang Long looked at her, opened his mouth as if to say something, but found his voice so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.

"Wanyun...you..."

Xu Wanyun shook her head, forcing a smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Uncle Long, don't overthink it."

She reached out and gently pressed her hand to his lips.

"This was Wanyun's own choice."

Wang Long looked at her, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

That silly woman.

Xu Wanyun leaned back into his arms, her face pressed against his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.

"Uncle Long".

"Um?"

"Do you...do you think I'm a very promiscuous woman?"

Wang Long reached out and gently put his arm around her waist.

"How could that be?"

"Then...do you like me?"

Wang Long spoke without hesitation.

"like."

I liked you from the first moment I saw you.

Xu Wanyun smiled happily.

The next morning.

Wang Long opened his eyes and saw a beautiful and refined face.

Xu Wanyun rested her head in his arms, her dark hair scattered messily on the pillow.

Her eyelashes were long and curled, and her breathing was soft and steady.

Wang Long looked down at her, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

Last night, when she was doing those things, her face was flushed and her hands were trembling, but she stubbornly refused to stop.

That silly woman.

Wang Long reached out and gently tucked the stray hairs from her forehead behind her ear.

Xu Wanyun's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Her beautiful eyes were still drowsy from just waking up, with a thin layer of mist covering them.

She stared blankly at Wang Long, who was so close to her, for a moment, as memories of last night flooded back.

Xu Wanyun's face flushed red, from her neck all the way to her ears, and even the corners of her eyes were tinged with a blush.

She subconsciously shrank further under the covers, leaving only her eyes showing as she looked at Wang Long with a mixture of shyness and embarrassment.

"Dragon... Uncle Dragon..."

Her voice was barely audible, hoarse from just waking up, and filled with an undeniable shyness.

Wang Long couldn't help but laugh when he saw her looking like she wanted to disappear into the ground.

"Now you're shy? You weren't like this last night."

Xu Wanyun's face turned even redder, and she shrank into the blanket, muffled sounds coming from under the blanket.

The things I did last night after mustering up the courage are making me more and more embarrassed today!

"Uncle Long, you...you shouldn't say anymore..."

Wang Long smiled and reached out, gently lifting a corner of the blanket to reveal her flushed face.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore."

He sat up, preparing to get out of bed.

Xu Wanyun suddenly reached out and gently tugged at the hem of his clothes.

Wang Long turned around and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Xu Wanyun bit her lip and sat up in bed, her black hair falling over her shoulders.

The ties of her nightgown were loosely tied, revealing a section of her snow-white collarbone.

She kept her head down and spoke very softly.

"Uncle Long, I...I'll help you get dressed."

Wang Long paused for a moment, then shook his head.

"No need, I can do it myself."

I want to help you.

Xu Wanyun raised her head and looked at him, her beautiful eyes full of seriousness.

Looking into her eyes, Wang Long swallowed back the words of refusal that were on the tip of his tongue.

He nodded and opened his arms.

Xu Wanyun got off the bed and stepped barefoot onto the ground.

She picked up the clothes hanging on the clothes rack, shook them out, and draped them over Wang Long's shoulders.

The movements were very light and slow.

She went around behind Wang Long and straightened his collar. Her fingers were slender and fair, with slightly cool fingertips. Occasionally, she brushed against the back of his neck, sending a tingling sensation through him.

He then walked back to the front of him and tied his belt.

She lowered her head, her expression focused and serious, as if she were doing something extremely important.

She tied his belt, straightened his clothes, and smoothed out the wrinkles.

No detail is overlooked.

After getting dressed, Xu Wanyun squatted down and picked up the cloth boots by the bed.

She looked up at Wang Long, her voice soft.

"Uncle Long, lift your foot."

Wang Long was stunned for a moment.

"Wanyun, I can wear the shoes myself..."

"Lift your foot."

Xu Wanyun repeated it, her tone gentle yet firm.

Looking at her earnest expression, Wang Long felt a surge of inexplicable warmth in his heart.

He lifted his foot, and Xu Wanyun put the cloth boots on his feet.

The movements were so practiced, as if they had been done a thousand times, that it was clearly the first time.

After putting on her shoes, Xu Wanyun stood up, took a step back, and looked herself up and down.

She reached out and straightened his collar, then patted away non-existent dust from his shoulders.

"alright."

Her voice carried a hint of satisfaction, as if she were completing a remarkable work of art.

Wang Long looked down at himself. His clothes were neat, his collar was straight, and his shoelaces were tied securely and neatly.

He looked up at Xu Wanyun.

She stood in the morning light, her black hair loose, wearing a thin nightgown, barefoot, and with a faint smile on her face.

Like a newlywed wife helping her husband get dressed.

Wang Long's heart felt as if it had been gently bumped by something, and it softened completely.

He reached out and pulled Xu Wanyun into his arms.

Xu Wanyun gasped in surprise, bracing herself against his chest with both hands, her face flushing red again.

Wang Long held her close, his voice low and gentle.

"Wanyun, you're so kind."

Xu Wanyun leaned against him, her hands gently encircling his waist.

She pressed her face against his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"Wanyun, you don't need to do these things."

"You are not my maid."

Xu Wanyun lifted her head from his embrace and looked at him.

"Uncle Long, don't you like it?"

"Of course I like it."

Wang Long looked at her and said seriously.

"I'm just not used to it."

"I've lived this long, and no one has ever treated me like this before."

Upon hearing this, Xu Wanyun tiptoed and gently kissed him on the lips.

"Uncle Long, Wanyun will serve you wholeheartedly from now on..."

Wang Long was deeply moved.

He tightened his arms, holding her even closer.

"Wanyun, what merit do I possess to deserve this..."