Chapter 11 I love my husband so much!

His arm suddenly felt light, and the brocade box on Song Jin's arm was taken away by a slender and powerful hand.

She was a little surprised: "Really?"

"Yes." Xie Qiao instructed: "Wait for me here, don't walk around casually."

Somehow, Song Jin felt like he was being admonished by his old father.

But she couldn't think so much, she just nodded hurriedly, and then stood there obediently, looking at Xie Qiao's back.

Woo woo.

very nice.

Today, her husband not only helped her save money, but also helped her deliver things, and...

Even though he is wrapped in a thick coat, his back is still tall and handsome.

Song Jin sighed with satisfaction.

Song Jin stood in the middle of the bustling crowd, looking closely at the entrance of the restaurant.

Suddenly, someone tapped her shoulder.

The palm is not big, but it is very strong.

He slapped Song Jin so hard that he staggered forward.

After being slapped without knowing what was happening, Song Jin quickly turned his head to look.

The two sisters-in-law squeezed over and stood next to her. They were the two aunts who were gossiping at the stall that day.

"Little girl, I heard that your husband went out with you today? Where is he? Let us see him!"

As soon as they returned home, they heard that Song Jin brought out her sickly husband, who looked like a god from heaven!

After hearing this, they ran out quickly and searched for a long time before finding Song Jin.

But why is her godlike husband nowhere to be seen?

"Aunt." Song Jin raised his hand and rubbed his shoulders.

These women used to be good at work. They were small in stature but had great strength.

It hurts even though there's a jacket between us when I get hit like this.

Song Jin frowned slightly: "My husband went to help me deliver something."

"I'll come back to see you later?"

Song Jin nodded: "Yeah."

Song Jin had originally thought of taking her husband out for a walk so that she could shut up those people.

But Song Jin actually felt a little uncomfortable when they came to him so directly.

What if they use this much strength to hit their husbands?

My husband is not in good health. What if he is photographed vomiting blood?

While Song Jin was thinking, Xie Qiao appeared from the door of the restaurant.

He was too outstanding, even in Kyoto, and whenever he appeared, he naturally attracted a lot of attention.

Those two nosy aunts usually have good eyesight.

The moment they saw Xie Qiao, their eyes lit up.

It's like a wolf seeing meat!

They were reluctant to look away and nudged Song Jin with their elbows: "Girl, is that your husband?"

Song Jin nodded: "Yeah."

The aunt said, "It's even better than what Goudan said. I don't know where you got this blessing from."

Another person echoed: "People in Kyoto are just different..."

Xie Qiao came out of the restaurant and looked straight in the direction of Song Jin.

Naturally, I also saw the two village women who appeared out of nowhere.

They stood on both sides of Song Jin, one on the left and one on the right.

The large figure squeezed Song Jin into a thin sheet, and now was looking at him openly.

Even though he had received many such looks today, Xie Qiao still couldn't get used to it.

He subconsciously frowned, walked quickly to Song Jin, and reached out to pull Song Jin out of the gap without leaving any trace.

Song Jin took a deep breath——

call.

Saved!

Xie Qiao didn't know who these two were, so he just tilted his head and asked, "Ajin, who are these two?"

Song Jin quickly explained: "These are the two aunts who often buy my steamed buns. They..."

"I just happened to be passing by, just happened to be passing by!" An aunt quickly answered, and then smiled brightly and a little flatteringly: "You must be Jin girl's husband, how great, you can tell at a glance that he is not an ordinary person. I heard that you are from Kyoto?"

Even though they are people from villages and towns, they have some vision.

What's more, this girl's husband is dressed normally now, but he is obviously a rare talent. If she can ask him for help in the future, who knows what she can do.

It's always a good idea to be polite.

"Yeah." Xie Qiao turned his head and whispered to Song Jin, "I have some things to do at home. Do you have anything else to say to your aunts?"

Song Jin quickly shook his head: "No more, let's go back quickly!"

"Yes, yes, if you have something to do, please go back quickly. We also need to buy some groceries and cook!" the aunts echoed.

Xie Qiao nodded slightly at them, then turned and left, pulling Song Jin.

Very straightforward.

Song Jin followed behind Xie Qiao. Xie Qiao's back was tall, a full head taller than her.

My own shadow can be seen on his back.

Song Jin smiled and started to make small talk: "Husband, why did you come out so soon?"

"I'll come out after I'm done delivering it." Xie Qiao whispered.

When Lu Chen, who was upstairs, heard that it was Song Jin's pastries, he opened the door himself, but when he saw it was him, he just asked the waiter to hand the things up.

Xie Qiao heard the clue: "Did you always take a long time to deliver things before?"

"Not really. Shopkeeper Lu occasionally tells me what ingredients are popular in Chongzhou now and asks me to improve the pastries." Song Jin didn't care at all.

Xie Qiao remained silent.

There was really nothing wrong with it, and I was even helping her.

If only that person wasn't so self-indulgent.

The two of them walked along the setting sun, and the orange-red sky seemed to dye her husband's body red as well.

His back was so broad that she couldn't even hold it with her arms open.

Her face was also a little hot from the residual heat of the setting sun.

She didn't think much about it.

No shame either.

There are no messy thoughts in my head.

Not at all!

The little girl behind him walked quietly until they reached Chunliu Lane. Xie Qiao then slowed down and said to her, "If there is nothing else, I will not go out again."

After today, those people should know that Song Jin is married.

What's more, you should not reveal your identity.

Song Jin also understood: "Yeah, I understand!"

There were too many looks today, and she could even feel Xie Qiao's impatience.

If he goes out often in the future, what if he is seen by someone?

He is so weak...

It’s better not to go out!

Anyway, this time is enough!

The two people reached an agreement and walked in satisfied.

In addition to cotton-padded clothes, Song Jin also bought a lot of other things at the market, including daily necessities and food.

Xie Qiao also had dinner with her for the first time.

After cleaning up, there is still some time before going to bed.

Song Jin was still wearing the pink and white pajamas. She pushed open the door and saw Xie Qiao sitting on the edge of the bed.

Song Jin was a little surprised.

She originally thought that it was still early and her husband should be copying books at the square table, but she didn't expect that he would be preparing to go to bed so early?

Song Jin moved over, taking small steps.

On the contrary, Xie Qiao no longer hesitated as before, and even said to her in an uncharacteristic way: "You are tired today, go to bed and rest early."

Song Brocade? ? ?

Her almond-shaped eyes widened as if she couldn't believe her ears.

Her husband invited her to his bed?

Her husband actually took the initiative to invite her to his bed?

sky!

It can't be what she thought!

In an instant, countless picture fragments flashed through Song Jin's mind, and her face turned a little red.

Could it be that...

Are you going to consummate the marriage?

Seeing that the girl in front of him was a little hesitant and even looked a little shy, Xie Qiao frowned slightly.

He didn't hear Song Jin's thoughts all day.

But he clearly heard it last night.

Xie Qiao has been reading a lot of books since he was young and has read many anecdotes.

He was only stunned for a moment at being able to hear other people's thoughts, but soon he accepted it.

But after a day, he felt that he could only hear Song Jin's voice at certain times.

He wanted to find out.

He turned sideways again: "It's cold down there, come up and rest."

"oh oh."

Song Jin blushed and took small steps towards her.

She sat on the edge of the bed with a shy and reserved look on her face, slowly moving inside and into her own quilt.

His eyes fixed on the bed curtains and he began to blink.

Blink. Blink.

My husband is not coming over, is he?

Blink. Blink.

Should I use some scented powder? It seems there is still a little in the cabinet.

Blink. Blink.

My husband is so serious, maybe he doesn't know what to do? But I don’t quite understand…

She lay there for a while, mumbling a lot of thoughts in her mind, but...

Why?

Her husband didn't seem to move at all.

Song Jin turned his head to look at Xie Qiao who was sitting beside the bed.

He didn't seem to have any intention of coming up.

But she couldn't call him now...

That's too obvious, like she's just impatient!

But she waited for a long time and Xie Qiao still didn't move, like a meditating monk.

Song Jin even suspected that he had fallen asleep while sitting.

After hesitating for several seconds, she finally whispered, "Husband, won't you come up and rest?"

The girl's voice came from under the quilt, but Xie Qiao, who was sitting beside the bed, did not change his expression.

Can't hear.

I heard nothing.

He recalled last night carefully, got on the bed, covered himself with the quilt, and then closed the bed curtains.

In an instant, the small space became quiet.

Even the tiny candlelight was blocked outside.

It was dark in the green gauze tent and only the other person's breathing could be heard. The sweet fragrance of the girl became stronger in the tent.

The taste is refreshing, but now it has an ambiguous taste.

At the same time, Xie Qiao once again clearly heard Song Jin's voice -

"Wow, my husband is so obedient. I like him so much..."