Xie Yuansheng laid the table for Feng Xinying for lunch and went back to the kitchen. He waited for her to come downstairs to have food but she didn"t come. Lu Boyun entered the dining hall and called Xie Yuansheng. "Why aren"t you going upstairs and informing the Young Miss to come and have her lunch?"
Xie Yuansheng scratched his head. After that incident he didn"t want to go in her room. He was scared as to what must she be thinking about it. "I think you should go and inform her…" he replied as he concentrated on cleaning the counter.
Lu Boyun didn"t want him to miss a chance to interact with Feng Xinying, so he said, "You are my a.s.sistant Chef. Don"t forget that. So you have to do what I ask you to do."
Xie Yuansheng felt limp. His lips curved down and he frowned. "Okay… I will go," he said taking a deep breath. "But do you have a light shawl?"
"Why do you need a light shawl?" asked Lu Boyun. It wasn"t so chilly inside the mansion because the temperature was regulated inside.
"You see it is very cold outside and I am s.h.i.+vering," came the prompt reply. How could Xie Yuansheng tell him that he had to cover Feng Xinying if she came out in that revealing dress? Right?
"Hmm." Lu Boyun left the kitchen and came back five minutes later with a light shawl in his hand. "Here use it, but you are a young man. How could you feel so cold?"
Xie Yuansheng started to leave saying, "I am still not well."
When he went upstairs, his wife was already monitoring his movements. He softly knocked on the door, which she was expecting. So he had come with a shawl to cover me. Feng Xinying got up from the bed, went to the closet and changed her pajamas into shorts. Then she went back to sit on the bed. There was another soft knock, "Miss Xinying the food is ready."
There was no answer from the bedroom. At first he thought that she must be sleeping so he started to come down, but Lu Boyun was standing at the end of the staircase. He gestured that he open the room and go inside.
Xie Yuansheng was shocked, "How can I do that?" he said without making a sound and just moving his lips.
Lu Boyun sternly moved his head to say go. Xie Yuansheng took a deep breath again. He held the shawl tightly and turned the doork.n.o.b. As soon as he opened the door, he saw that Feng Xinying was half lying on the bed and her hands were on her forehead. Her eyes were closed. She was wearing the same see-through s.h.i.+rt with the straps. He mustered enough courage and then with a slight "Ahem" he said, "Miss Xinying, lunch is ready."
Feng Xinying opened her eyes and looked at him. She looked so soft and aloof that Xie Yuansheng wanted to comfort her immediately. Feng Xinying said, "Okay, I will be right there."
Xie Yuansheng nodded and was about to leave, happy that he didn"t have to endure that s.e.xy body, when she said from behind, "Ah! Shengu, could you please help me out of bed. It seems I have sprained my ankle."
He turned sharply to look at her. Why was this happening to him? It was time to open the shawl. He walked towards her confidently and said, "Sure Miss Xinying." By the time he reached her he opened the shawl and said, "Miss Xinying it is very cold. You must wear this shawl." Saying that he covered her upper body. Phew! Task done. He was so happy until…
Feng Xinying smiled and said, "Oh, thank you Shengu. You are so considerate." She removed the blanket and her beautiful, white legs got exposed in front of Shengu.
B- but he just covered her upper body and she wearing pajamas and how did those pajamas change into shorts. Now he had to help her go down to the dining hall, which meant that he had to support her while walking. His eyes refused to leave her legs. He was finding it impossible not to touch them and as his eyes traveled right from her feet to her thighs, once again his little brother revolted. How could he help her going down in this condition? He looked miserable.
Feng Xinying smiled and extended her hand to him, "Shengu, help me please."
Somehow Xie Yuansheng managed to hold her hands and then pulled her up.
"Ouch!" she shrieked and fell right over him, which in turn made the shawl to fall on the ground exposing her see-through s.h.i.+rt and cleavage. She looked at his face and said, "The sprain hurts. It seems you have to carry me to the dining hall." And then she fluttered her eyes. She was standing on her right leg while the left leg was turned inwards slightly.
Xie Yuansheng gulped. He suggested in a very low tone, "Miss Xinying, should I bring your lunch here?"
Feng Xinying gave a sad expression and said, "If you feel you cannot carry me, it is okay. I will limp my way down."
"No, no, Miss Xinying. I can carry you."
Feng Xinying kept her hands on his shoulders and said, "Okay, then take me down." She was ready to leap on him koala style.
Xie Yuansheng shook his head. His little brother was now so swollen that he decided to carry her downstairs and then rush to the toilet. He lifted her bridal style and came out of the room. Lu Boyun who was standing down looked at the two of them. He smiled inwards and turned around. Xie Yuansheng"s plan went down the drain of covering her with a shawl. He was now holding her close to him, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s next to his chest, his hands digging the soft skin of her legs and her warm breath on his neck. He was getting intoxicated after every stair he took down. d.a.m.n! Her husband was so lucky.
In order to maintain his dirty thoughts, he made a poker face and carried her to the dining table. He helped her to sit and ran to the toilet. He heard Lu Boyun asking her, "What happened Miss Xinying?"