In fact, Wei Lai doesn’t always sleep like a lazy pig every morning.

Even later than him.

The little girl still gets up early sometimes.

Such as this morning.

Ouyang Rong opened his eyes and closed them again.

His hand reached out and touched the empty bedding on the left side, and his palms felt the embroidered sheets that still had the warmth of a girl.

He turned over, opened the bed curtain, and looked out at the half-closed window next to the bed.

The room was still a little dark, darker than the scenery in the yard outside the window.

It rained in the middle of the night last night, sometimes continuously, sometimes quickly, sometimes intensely, and it didn't stop until late in the night.

Don't ask Ouyang Rong why he knows so clearly.

Feeling a bit tired.

Before dawn, the sky after the rain is as dark as being covered with a layer of indigo-colored curtain.

The moon setting in the west is still vaguely visible, but the morning sun may be rising in the east, but it is not clear from this angle.

I don’t know if it’s because he didn’t get up like Ouyang Rong, or it’s because of the angle.

"This stupid girl, what are you doing again?"

Ouyang Rong muttered, stretched out in the quilt, then covered his face with the quilt in a loose manner, closed his eyes and lay flat without wanting to move.

It's not that I was too tired from last night's work, but it's just that I got up a little early now.

I don't know what to do when I get up now. I ran to the county office too early. My junior sister and others haven't even arrived yet.

Yesterday, he went to inspect the completed first phase of the Broken Wing Canal. The two days before the ribbon-cutting ceremony were calm and things suddenly became relaxed. This made Ouyang Rong, who had been struggling so hard before, a little uncomfortable.

If Ouyang Rong didn't know roughly what the Liu family was going to do at the ribbon-cutting ceremony, as well as the arrangements he had prepared, and Ah Shan, Liu Lang and the others would report to them every day, otherwise Ouyang Rong would have been in a daze thinking that Longcheng County would really be peaceful like this.

.

It's just the calm before the storm.

Ouyang Rong told himself this to explain the underlying uneasiness in his heart.

And when you are free, your energy will naturally be transferred to another place.

So in the middle of his sleep last night, Wei Lai, who he had unintentionally neglected for many nights, pestered him for a while. Ouyang Rong had to turn around, look at the little girl who eagerly hugged him and looked up to him, and told a righteous story about the saints.

reason.

It's a pity that the white-haired maid doesn't listen to the sages' principles, and only wants another great principle that belongs to her master.

She was more interested in the master's irrepressible righteousness. Finally, her little face was covered with a holy white light, bathed in the afterglow of Haoran's righteousness, and tasted the true truth.

Quietly in the back room, on the bed.

Ouyang Rong silently sniffed the virgin body fragrance on the quilt that belonged to the girl who had not yet left the pavilion.

Thinking of how he was forced to bow his head last night under the strong obsession of the white-haired maid, and taught him a wave of knowledge about water control in Butterfly Creek, using a method similar to the first phase of Zheyi Canal, he completely cured the problem in another Butterfly Creek.

Flood.

A look of helplessness slowly appeared on Ouyang Rong's face.

I couldn't help but close my eyes and let out a long sigh:

"If you let your righteousness slip, you will be punished again."

It's a pity that no one testified about this secret determination. It was just like the whispers of many previous owners of the bed he was currently sitting on, which he had overheard and evaporated into smoke...

Seeing that it was getting brighter outside, Ouyang Rong lifted the quilt from his face and stood up to get up.

He was woken up by Wei Lai in the morning.

The little girl didn't know what she was going to do, but she was so determined today that she broke away from his warm embrace and got up early to go out.

Ouyang Rong propped up half of his body with his arms, moved out of bed, and sat on the edge of the couch. His left hand suddenly touched something under the quilt.

This thing is soft and gentle.

He picked it up and felt it was a thin piece of fabric.

Hold it close to your eyes and take a closer look.

Ouyang Rong's head is covered with black lines.

Why is this little girl throwing her bellyband everywhere?

Silently, his fingertips felt some moisture on the fabric of his bellyband besides the soft touch, and he coughed, put it down and put it away.

I was going to stuff it under the pillow.

But at this moment, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of this small diamond-shaped bellyband.

At this moment, the skylight in the yard outside the house is much brighter, and it is possible to see roughly things inside the house.

The diamond-shaped apron is pink in color, with a semi-circular collar at the top and rounded corners at the bottom.

The workmanship was meticulous, but the patterns embroidered on it made Ouyang Rong more and more curious as he looked at it.

Ouyang Rong had a strange look on his face and muttered:

"Why did you embroider a black native dog? There is a doll riding on the dog? Is this a custom in Wei Lai's hometown?"

At this time, there was a "squeak" outside the door, and the sound of door openings and footsteps came one after another.

Ouyang Rong turned around subconsciously.

I saw Wei Lai walking into the house with a copper basin filled with water in her hand. She froze on the spot and looked at him, her face turned red.

You must have seen something strange as he was holding his bellyband and getting closer to take a closer look.

"Well, I'm not..."

Ouyang Rong put down his pink bellyband and opened his mouth to explain, but before the words came out, Wei Lai had already buried her red face and walked forward carefully. The copper basin was placed on the wooden frame beside the bed.

She wiped her little hands on the towel hanging on the shelf, quickly glanced at Ouyang Rong, and whispered:

"Dirty, Master, don't use this."

After saying that, Wei Lai took the pink bellyband from Ouyang Rong's hand and threw it into the clothes basket aside.

"Use...use a new one, warmer."

His voice was as thin as a mosquito's fly, and his tone was shy, infatuated, and happy.

Ouyang Rong was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"

Wei Lai turned her back to him, regardless of the cold morning, she pulled her hand to untie her belt, shrank her shoulders and took off her skirt. She raised her hands, met them at the back of her neck, and untied the rope of the bellyband ribbon on her back.

Knot.

The one on her body is a pink and white bellyband embroidered with green lotus.

Apparently, it was intended to be used by Ouyang Rong in his new warm clothes.

Ouyang Rong's eyelids twitched and he moved like a rabbit. He jumped off the bed and came behind the thin and smooth white-haired maid with a back as white as snow. He grabbed the undergarment and put it on for her.

Don't forget to give her a chestnut on her little head with double sideburns.

"What are you thinking about? Put it on so you don't catch a cold."

Ouyang Rong taught him a lesson with a straight face.

Wei Lai covered her forehead, couldn't help turning around, and hugged the slender and warm body of her master, who was almost two heads taller than her.

She raised her face and saw that her master was not angry. She suddenly stood up on her tiptoes and pecked his slightly bearded chin. Well, she couldn't reach his mouth.

Ouyang Rong pressed Wei Lai's white-haired head down and pretended to be disgusted:

"You haven't cleaned your mouth yet. Isn't it dirty? Go and help me get a coat. Where can I put the willow sticks? I'll wipe my teeth and wash my face..."

Wei Lai ran quickly to wash and prepare him.

After a while, Ouyang Rong finished washing and wiping his face, and couldn't help but curiously asked:

"Weila, why do you have a native dog and a baby embroidered on your clothes?"

The white-haired maid, who was kneeling on the bed and adjusting the bedding, stiffened.

Ouyang Rong was stunned when he saw this: "What's wrong? What did I say wrong?"

Wei Lai turned around, grimaced, and said with a flat mouth:

"It's not a local dog, that...that's the unicorn embroidered by Nu'er. It's a picture of a unicorn sending a child off. I imitated the embroidery of my sisters. It was embroidered by Nu'er stitch by stitch."

"..."

Ouyang Rong was silent for a moment.

He couldn't help but tilt his head and glance at the crumpled pink fabric in the clothes basket not far away.

Little Qilin looks quite unique.
To be continued...