(MTL)After wearing the book, I spoiled the disabled boss

Chapter 76

Chapter 76

    The woman in the yard had gone somewhere, perhaps having finished her work and had left.

    The sound of autumn cicadas sounded in bursts, accompanied by the rustling of the wind blowing the forest, telling the unfinished enthusiasm of the late summer.

    Compared with the familiar bed at home, the tatami is still a little uncomfortable.

    Yan Yan's palm was facing up on the quilt, and soon, another hand with well-defined joints stretched out and intertwined with her slender fingers.

    "Mr. Mermaid..." She whispered, "You..."

    "Shh, don't talk."

    After some time, a maple leaf was blown into the window by the soft wind and landed in Yan Yan's hand.

    Fu Youheng picked up the maple leaf and gently covered it on Yan Yan's lips.

    But soon, the maple leaf slid down again and tangled with Yan Yan's spread hair.

    "This year's flowers are better than last year's red..." Yan Yan murmured suddenly.

    "Huh?"

    "It's a pity, ... it's a pity that next year's flowers will be better, who do you want to be with?"

    Fu Youheng said firmly: "Same with me."

    "Well, with Jun." Yan Yan laughed.

    After a long time, the night was dark, and fireworks sounded in the distance.

    Yan Yan drooped his arms softly on the big soft boulders on the shore, and sipped the tea with ice cubes in one gulp.

    Fu Youheng walked slowly, a little unsteadily, and lifted Yan Yan up.

    "Don't soak it, you'll get dizzy later."

    So Yan Yan changed from softly resting on the soft stone to softly resting on Fu Yuheng's shoulder.

    Fu Youheng supported her and said, "Are you going to watch the fireworks yet?"

    "Go..." Yan Yan said softly.

    "Then go get dressed." Fu Youheng carried her back to the room again.

    The tatami was still messy, and Yan Yan blushed, pretending he didn't see it.

    After a while, Fu Youheng brought a set of moon-white jacquard yukata with dark patterns.

    Yan Yan looked up and saw that Fu Youheng was also wearing a dark blue bathrobe.

    "Ah." Yan Yan responded and stood up.

    Fu Youheng shook off her clothes helplessly, helped Yan Yan put on the silk petticoat, and then shook off the yukata and put it on her.

    "Where's the belt?" Yan Yan held up a half-arm-width flower-colored belt.

    Fu Youheng was also in a bit of trouble. At this time, there was a knock on the wooden door. He pushed open the paper door and saw that the woman was waiting outside.

    She first bowed to Fu Youheng, then walked in with a small step, and tied the belt to Yan Yan with a smile.

    Then he took two more robes of the same color and let them wear them.

    Afterwards, she pressed Yan Yan in front of the dressing table and tied her hair in a bun with her own hands.

    Yan Yan sat stiffly in front of the mirror, and whispered to Fu Youheng, "Where did she come from..."