Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 25

"Eating this will make me grow up." This is a tactic used to separate lovers.

"You bastard, do you want to drive your mother to her death?" he said, his hand starting to twitch. These two, one poking my nose and the other twisting my ear, why am I always so unlucky?

I used my position as a shield, saying, "My mother sent me."

The hen, hands on her hips, flapped her wings and said, "Your mother would let you come to a place like this! Do you think Aunt Yun is a fool?!"

“Aunt Yun isn’t stupid, Aunt Yun is smart,” I quietly slipped away from her and said, “But my mother said I have to find a woman to deflower.” After saying that, I took off running.

"You little brat, stop right there!" the hen flapped her wings.

"I'm looking for someone, not spying!" I ran away, leaving the bird's chirping to the air.

I crept back to my original spot and pressed my ear to the door to eavesdrop. "Fourth Master, shall I play the zither for you?" A soft, sweet voice burst forth like fireworks.

I waited by the door for a long time but no one answered. I had a sudden realization: were they doing something bad...?

I excitedly rushed into the inner room, eager to see something exciting, but I ended up falling in without seeing anything at all.

The two were neatly dressed, and Nuya was standing to the side pouring wine for Zimo. The interior was elegantly decorated, without a trace of vulgarity. Zimo looked at me in surprise. Nuya chuckled at my disheveled appearance.

Damn it, I lost again. That bitch dares to laugh at me? Watch out, I'll sleep with you tonight.

"Xiao Yi! What's wrong with you?!" Zi Mo said coldly.

"Hehe, I haven't seen Fourth Brother in a long time, I miss him." I sat down next to him in a coquettish manner and greeted Nuya, "Hello, beautiful."

"Greetings, Eleventh Young Master. You just left last time, and Xiao Cai was crying and looking for you." Nuya handed me a wine cup and winked at me.

I gladly accepted; given my relationship with Nuya, we were practically inseparable. Unfortunately, Nuya wouldn't sell herself!

"Really? Now that you mention it, I do miss Xiao Cai a bit."

“Then Nuya will help the young master call Xiaocai.” Nuya’s tone was tinged with jealousy.

"Nonsense." Someone's expression changed.

I stopped catching up: "Brother, Xiao Yi's original intention was still to come see you, not Xiao Cai." This makes it sound like Zi Mo is a gigolo!

"Who told you to come here!" Zi Mo said sternly. I pretended to be pitiful, trying to get away with it.

Nuya laughed and replied, "Look what Fourth Master is saying. Eleventh Young Master is a regular customer here, but I don't know why he hasn't come these past few days."

"A regular customer? He comes all the time!" Zi Mo was skeptical. I gestured for her to shut up. Nu Ya, who was blind, said to Zi Mo, "Young Master Eleven visits us on average once every two days, and has captivated countless young ladies."

"Don't talk nonsense, it would ruin my reputation." Nuya pressed her body against mine and said, "How about Nuya compensates for your reputation, young master?"

The subtle, natural fragrance is lovely; it's no wonder I spoil her so much. I smiled to myself; if she didn't mind, I really would like to marry her.

"How old are you! Coming to a place like this?" The man seemed to have forgotten that he himself was in such a place.

“My mother says I’m not young anymore,” I argued, defending myself as an advanced age of fourteen.

Nuya touched my face; her soft skin tickled my heart. I never knew she was such a flirt. I thought she only had a cat-like face. Marrying her now would be a huge loss.

"Is the young master yet, having reached the age of twenty?"

"Soon," I said, putting my arm around her waist and whispering in her ear, "I'll definitely satisfy you." I laughed, and she blushed.

Do you think you're someone who's been through thick and thin?

"Nuya, get out!" Zi Mo's cold voice was devoid of its usual gentleness.

I sensed things weren't going well, so I thought I'd go for a walk with Nuya.

"Stop!" Nuya and I stopped at the same time. I gave him an exaggerated smile, obediently moved to Zimo's side, and put my arm around his shoulder to offer him an olive branch.

Zi Mo asked with a dark face, "Where's Wu Hui?" I asked him why, and I said unhappily, "He ran away! He met his other half, found his soulmate, and doesn't care about me anymore!"

"Really?" Zi Mo was quite skeptical.

"Really? Would I lie to Fourth Brother?" I'd just be trying to fool you. I pouted at Zi Mo, and this trick always worked.

"Neither of you are learning anything good. Spend less time with him in the future!" Zi Mo frowned, showing no intention of opening the window.

"I'll listen to Fourth Brother." I moved closer to Zi Mo and climbed onto his lap. I wanted him to hug me.

"Go back." Zi Mo's tone softened.

"No." She took one of his legs and positioned him comfortably.

"What are you doing here if you're not going back!" Zi Mo's tone rose.

"I'll stay as long as you're here." She took his second leg and forcefully snuggled into his arms.

Nuya, who hadn't managed to leave, looked at us blankly and said, "This servant will play the zither for the two gentlemen." Before I could speak, she spontaneously sat down in front of the zither, and her ten fingers moved lightly, producing a melodious sound like flowing water. Damn it, I thought she was going to say, "This servant will make the beds for the two gentlemen!" What a waste of my excitement.

She played three pieces, and I didn't understand a single one. How boring.

Seeing that we didn't react, she wisely said, "Nuya, go and refill the wine for the two young masters." Zimo waved his hand in tacit agreement.

I was dozing off and tried to crawl into Zi Mo's clothes. Zi Mo pulled me out, but I crawled back in. They pulled me both ways, and I kept crawling in.

Aren't you hot?

I looked at him with a wronged expression, and after gathering my emotions, I cried out, "Fourth Brother doesn't love me anymore! Fourth Brother doesn't want me anymore! Fourth Brother is going to run off with that vixen! Fourth Brother..."

"Alright, alright, stop yelling," Zi Mo said reluctantly, covering my head against his chest. "May you crawl into this hole and be reborn as a mouse in your next life."