“Male” Became a Group Favorite with Her - Chapter 1

    In the light and elegant floral fragrance, Yu Qiuran’s consciousness gradually returned. The fragrance lingered faintly, reminding her of the sea of ​​flowers behind her manor.

    She moved her fingers, and under her hands was the cool and smooth texture of silk.

    The mattress was so soft that she seemed to be lying on a fluffy cloud.

    But she likes cotton sheets and doesn’t like to sleep in too soft beds, as all the servants at home know.

    Yu Qiuran opened her eyes with some effort. Light golden satin bed curtains come into view, embroidered with large swathes of pastel flowers.

    This is a super king bed that is more than enough for ten people side by side.

    The bed is a typical European-style four-poster bed with finely sculpted curly grass patterns and inlaid light white shells.

    Yu Qiuran didn’t like this feeling very much.

    A soft beam of light was coming in through the gap in the bed curtain and landed on her hand.

    She sat up quietly. There was silence all around.

    Yu Qiuran lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, then got up, stepped on the soft mattress that would sink deeply, trudged hard, and finally came to the bedside.

    She lifted a corner of the bed curtain and saw that she was at least two meters away from the ground.

    Yu Qiuran:…

    Fortunately, she didn’t jump directly, this Nima is outrageous!

    She glanced with her probe and saw that the bed was covered with at least twenty layers of cushions.

    No wonder she felt like she was sleeping in a swamp.

    She sat on the edge of the high bed and surveyed the room.

    This is a typical Rococo bedroom.

    Pale blue walls, delicate reliefs in pale white and pale gold, arched doors and windows depicting floral patterns, ornate and slender central crystal chandeliers, and colorful carpets with intricate patterns…

    Everything reveals a delicate and soft style.

    Yu Qiuran frowned slightly. She only remembered that she was very happy when she photographed a global limited edition Pagani sports car.

    Because her age is not enough to meet the minimum age limit for driving a domestic driver’s license, so in order to drive her car earlier, she deliberately flew to the Free Country (Note 1).

    Then… not then.

    Yu Qiuran was trying his best to mobilize his memory, when he suddenly heard a faint voice of conversation gradually coming, as if someone was slowly approaching the bedroom.

    She quickly restored the torn curtain to its original shape and looked out through the gap left.

    Two girls in black and white maid outfits with large bows tied behind their waists walked in.

    They skillfully replaced the vases placed all over the room with new bouquets.

    Because of this “high” bed, Yu Qiuran could not see their faces, only the black tops of their hair and the ruffled Katyusha maid headdresses.

    The volume looks quite thick.

    Fantastic, where did she run to? Her family has never had such a dress code.

    Yu Qiuran sat cross-legged behind the bed curtain, holding her face and thinking quietly.

    At this moment, maid A said softly, “Young master is still awake?”

    Information is coming! Yu Qiuran changed his hands to support his face, and pricked up his ears at the same time.

    Maid B hurriedly pulled at A: “Shh—”

    But B couldn’t hold back the desire to gossip, and replied in a low voice: “Young master should still be angry, after all…”

    She glanced cautiously in the direction of the bed, and said in an angry voice, “The long hair he likes so much has been cut off.”

    A also took a look and sighed: “Oh, who doesn’t feel sorry, her hair is so beautiful. In the end, she still doesn’t want to, this kind of thing can’t be forced…”

    The two walked out whispering.

    Yu Qiuran touched her inexplicably short hair, thoughtfully.

     Known:

    1. She woke up in a “500 square meter” bed in a luxurious bedroom;

    2. There is a young master who likes long-haired beauties;

    3. In order to resist the coercion of the other party, she cut off her long hair, angering the young master.

    Therefore, she is currently holding a forced love script – “The Young Master and His Canary”.

    Very good! Yu Qiuran, who felt that he had solved the case, waited for a while, and after confirming that the two girls would not come back, he nimbly stepped on the gap between the bedpost and the mattress, and climbed down lightly.

    She moves her wrist. Do you think you can trap her with a two-meter-high bed? dream!

    Yu Qiuran intends to explore outside the room.

     Before walking out of the room, she glanced at the tall arched full-length mirror.

    It was her own face. It’s just that the mirror seems to have a soft-light filter with its own beauty, which makes her extremely weak, and her face looks pale and sickly.

    Yu Qiuran didn’t think much, she quickly slipped out of the bedroom and walked through the corridor.

    She chose to avoid the atrium with its flamboyant sculptures and elaborate fountains, and circled to the back door of this gorgeous castle-like building.

    Walk through a garden to the back wall.

    The back wall is about five or six meters high and is made of large grey stone bricks. The surface is smooth and seamless, but at intervals, it is decorated with coiled curved relief columns.

    Yu Qiuran walked along the wall for a short distance, and saw somewhere, a tall toon tree stuck its head out from the wall.

    This is it!

    Yu Qiuran climbed the relief and climbed up.

    But when she raised her arms and jumped up to stand on the wall, she couldn’t help but stare.

    This is a very impressive complex.

    Behind the stone wall, adjacent to the partition wall of the Rococo courtyard, is a typical Chinese garden in the south of the Yangtze River, with small bridges and flowing water, pavilions, pavilions and corridors, gray tile eaves, waterscapes, and strange stones. .

    She turned and looked back, and found that the Rococo courtyard she was in extended to the distance, followed by the magnificent Baroque courtyard, the mysterious Gothic courtyard…

    In the distance, she even saw a small ancient Greek temple and an ancient Roman Colosseum.

    In the other direction, there seems to be an Islamic building with a spherical roof and a glittering spire building…

    As far as she can see, there are more than a dozen different styles of courtyards. But here are scattered mountains, surrounded by streams, and where the line of sight can’t see, I don’t know how many gardens are hidden.

    What’s even better is that the use of terrain, vegetation or buildings between different courtyards creates blind spots of sight, which do not affect each other.

    If it weren’t for the sudden jump on the wall like her, it would be difficult for people in each courtyard to see the buildings in other courtyards.

    Disrespect! It turned out not to be “Master and His Canaries”, but “Master Aquaman and His Canaries”!

    Yu Qiuran glanced at the Jiangnan Garden next door, and at the Xiaochi Xuanxie in the depths of the courtyard, there was a man in a mahogany wheelchair with short hair but dressed in ancient clothes, who was feeding the fish to her side. .

    Although it is difficult to see her face from a distance, her leisurely and elegant demeanor is a beauty.

    She raised her head and looked into the distance. On the two mountains in the sky, one could see the white walls and green tiles of a Buddhist temple, and monks in gray clothes were striking the bell on the bell tower.

    There seems to be a Taoist temple on the nearby mountain, as if a group of monks in Taoist robes are practicing swords on the martial arts field.

    It seems that this “young master” is not only a taboo for men and women, but also persecutes the disabled, and even people outside the party refuse to let go…

    Sea King is so mad!

    Yu Qiuran took a deep breath and quickly thought about what to do. At this moment, she heard a clear and pleasant voice asking: “Does Xiaoran like this Vientiane Garden?”

    Yu Qiuran replied subconsciously, “Of course I like it.”

    After she finished speaking, she realized that the handsome man in ancient costume in Xuanxie had approached the fence at some point, and was facing her across a small piece of green bamboo.

    Huh? How could he approach these layers of bridges and roads in a wheelchair quietly and quickly?

    Yu Qiuran was instantly alert.

    The beautiful man smiled gently, as if unaware of her alertness, and coaxed softly: “I’ll give it to you if you like it. It’s dangerous up there, why don’t you come down first?”

    A property of this magnitude is meant to be delivered? Who are you fooling? Yu Qiuran slightly adjusted his stance to make sure that there was no space behind him to be attacked.

    She was about to speak when a cool breeze blew, and she couldn’t help sneezing in the light pajamas.

    The anxiety in the eyes of the handsome man in ancient costumes deepened. He frowned slightly, and instructed the old man behind the wheelchair: “Quickly find a way to invite the young master down.”

    It seems that the young master will be invited to catch her. It’s okay, just to let her see this rare sea king. Yu Qiuran rolled up his sleeves and rolled the lace-trimmed cuffs to his forearm.

    Before anyone arrived, she took another look at the beautiful man in the green bamboo shadow. He looks very young, his eyebrows are clear, and his nose bridge is pretty…

    Why the more I look at it, the more I feel… like a sick version of herself?

    Entries such as “scumbag”, “consistent aesthetics”, and “substitute literature” quickly flashed across Yu Qiuran’s mind.

    “Master, it’s dangerous up there, please come down.” The soft Wu Nong whispered slowly.

    Yu Qiuran looked down and saw that many women wearing uniform light blue ruffled skirts and coiled buns were slowly rushing into the courtyard.

      Then he took out the flute, pipa, guqin and other musical instruments out of nowhere, and played it in a random manner.

    Yu Qiuran: ?

    At the same time, there are also many tall, dark blue and short brown masters who suddenly flashed, and uniformly saluted Yu Qiuran, and then started to quickly build a wooden staircase along the wall .

    Yu Qiuran: !

    At this moment, a soft and tight call came from behind her.

    She turned her head and saw that in the Rococo courtyard, two long queues, one east and one west, were passing through the small Western-style gardens, rushing over.

    The western team was dressed in black and white, with ruffled skirts and small skirts with large bows around their waists. They held their hands in front of their chests and sang softly as they walked.

    Before standing by the wall, they also lifted their skirts and curtseyed to Yu Qiuran.

    The team of male servants in white shirts and black vests on the east side rubbed their chests and bowed their bodies neatly and bowed. After bowing to Yu Qiuran, they also took out the materials and began to quickly build crystals on the wall here. stairs.

    Yu Qiuran stood on the wall, the left ear was light and elegant oriental classical music, and the right ear was the holy and ethereal church-style hymn.

    But these beautiful young ladies are singing softly: “Master, please come down~ It’s dangerous up there… Please don’t panic, Master, please allow us to sing for you – the steps will be set up soon ~Please…”

    After confirming again and again that they were singing in the direction of the wall, the messy Yu Qiuran said:! ! What kind of social death scene is this, in the end, the young master is actually me? ? ?