After looking around for a long time, he saw a wine shop on the way back to the valley. Chu Yu thought for a moment and bought two wine jugs which he took back to his rooms.

Xie Xi was training his sword skills when he saw that Chu Yu had returned and was holding two wine jars. He raised his eyebrow. Then he seemed to think of something; his expression showed a little surprise and his face turned slightly red.

Chu Yu’s figure was tall and upright. His five facial features were handsome and pure. At first glance he looks like a cold, arrogant nobleman. His eyes are normally like cold, deep pools that made people feel a chill. Unexpectedly, Chu Yu was showing a different side of himself right now as he sat on a stool holding two wine jugs.

Xie Xi’s hand that was holding his sword trembled. It seems he couldn’t train anymore. He sheathed Duan Xue and smiled as he walked towards Chu Yu: “Da Shixiong has prepared the gift for Shidi?”

Chu Yu tapped Xie Xi on his head: “No ambition! It’s the Double Seventh Festival but you ask a man for a gift!”

“Who else?” Xie Xi paid no mind to Chu Yu’s remark. He sat very close to Chu Yu.

If Chu Sheng wasn’t very busy taking care of Maple Valley’s various business affairs, he would have been here. Seeing how Xie Xi was being so sticky, Chu Sheng would probably draw his sword to challenge Xie Xi right then and there.

Chu Yu thought that this was funny. He pinched and rubbed Xie Xi’s face and casually said: “Your Shijie and Shimei, of course. Too bad master’s rules are so strict. During ordinary days, people are not allowed to randomly leave their peaks. Otherwise, because of my little Shidi’s handsomeness, there would be a crowd of girls always around him, it’s a pity …”

Every word he spoke made the smile on Xie Xi’s face fade. When Chu Yu finished speaking, Xie Xi’s face looked like he was sinking underwater.

“Why is it a pity?” asked Xie Xi lightly. “I’ve been wondering why Da Shixiong has been eagerly pushing his Shidi towards one’s Shijie and Shimei, or even other women.”

Chu Yu was speechless. In a moment of complacency, he forgot that Xie Xi didn’t like him to talk that way …

Looking at the sky that showed that it was twilight, Chu Yu wiped away his cold sweat then handed the scented sachet to Xie Xi. He coughed then said: “Shidi, don’t be angry. Shixiong just said it casually … here is the sachet you wanted.”

Xie Xi took the sachet and examined it closely. It was a light blue sachet. The color was similar to the color of Chu Yu’s Qi energy and two playful little fish were embroidered on it. Although the quality of the embroidery wasn’t top-notch, it did have a certain charm.

One look was all it took to determine that some cheap person had bought this somewhere, but Xie Xi’s mood was unexpectedly good. The more he looked at the color and the embroidered figures, the more he liked the sachet.The sachet had a faint fragrance. This scent gave a person both physical and mental pleasure.

Xie Xi flashed a small smile as he carefully stowed the sachet away. He stared at Chu Yu and said, smiling: “Many thanks, Shixiong. I’ve troubled you.”

Chu Yu smiled guiltily.

“Since my Shixiong has given me a gift, naturally this Shidi wants to reciprocate.”

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