Chapter 21 Humming

There was still a bitter taste of medicine in Xie Qiao's mouth.

He brought the tea next to him, rinsed his mouth, and then replied, "It should be fine now."

Apart from a strange feeling of heat in the body, the rest of the injuries were not serious.

Song Jin's dimples widened as she smiled. She put away the medicine bowl and turned around happily.

When she opened the door as she left, a strong aroma of meat wafted through.

During the two years in the temple, he had been a vegetarian, and even after returning to the Xie family, he rarely ate meat, let alone such rich meat.

But perhaps it was because he hadn't eaten for a long time, or maybe it was because Song Jin's cooking skills were too good, he actually felt a little hungry.

But Song Jin knew about his habit of not eating after noon.

Just as she was thinking about how to start, Song Jin came in with a bowl of braised meat: "Husband, it's almost the New Year, don't always eat those vegetarian dishes, they are not nutritious. Come and try the meat I just made to see if it suits your taste."

"Hmm." Xie Qiao frowned slightly, picked up the chopsticks and ate a piece.

The meat was fragrant and not greasy, and even came with blanched vegetables.

After eating only one piece, Xie Qiao put down his chopsticks and said, "Not bad."

Song Jin knew that Xie Qiao did not eat after noon, so he was already giving him face by just eating this amount of food.

"Yes, as long as my husband likes it." After Song Jin said this, she hurriedly took the bowl out.

She knew that Xie Qiao didn't like any other smells in the bedroom, so he always ate at the table in the main hall.

Song Jin served himself a bowl in the kitchen. After taking a bite, his eyes narrowed because of the delicious taste.

She returned to the bedroom only after everything was cleaned up and Song Jin had digested his food.

She just thought about it.

To be on the safe side, she would go ask Uncle An tomorrow and then come back to consummate the marriage!

She crawled into bed and fell asleep immediately.

Xie Qiao, who had been sitting at the table, suddenly stopped writing. He turned around and looked at Song Jin who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

The words I wanted to say stopped at my lips.

It would be better to wait until he is sure to leave before telling her his identity.

The green bed curtains half-covered Song Jin's face, so Xie Qiao couldn't see her expression. He could only see the slightly raised quilt.

Xie Qiao closed his eyes and held his breath.

He put down his pen, turned around, went out, and stood in the yard.

He exhaled deeply to calm down.

Song Jin was preoccupied, so his men worked quickly.

In the afternoon, she was going to pick up the finished mold, and also go to Ci'an Hall to ask Uncle An whether she still needed to take the medicine. In addition, she also wanted to go to the rouge shop to buy some perfume.

If she were to consummate her marriage today, she wanted to make herself smell delicious.

Song Jin was just thinking about it until someone stood in front of the stall and he came back to his senses.

The man who came was a runner from Xiu Cui Lou. He said to Song Jin, "Madam, my nanny wants you to go to the building. She probably wants to order more cakes."

Looks like big business!

Song Jin quickly responded with a smile: "Okay, I'll be there as soon as I'm done here, please wait a moment, Ma'am."

There was no urgent work in Xiucuilou in the past, so she would deliver cakes and pastries once every three or four days, mostly to satisfy the girls' cravings.

In order to do business with everyone, Song Jin has been making fruit cakes and pastries that ordinary people can afford in the past two days, thinking of showing off his skills first.

Once the molds arrive, you can buy them in bulk.

It was not until the stall was closed that Song Jin went to Xiu Cui Tower carrying a small cloth bag.

On the way there, they happened to pass by Ci'an Hall, so Song Jin went in to ask first.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, there are not many people in Ci'an Hall.

As soon as Song Jin walked in, Xiao Wuzi, who was sorting herbs, saw her and said, "Sister Xiao Jin!"

Song Jin nodded: "Yeah, I'll come to find Uncle An."

"Master is in the backyard. I'll go call him for you!" Xiao Wuzi said, and ran nimbly to the backyard to bring Uncle An out.

"How is your husband?" Uncle An said straightforwardly, without any nonsense in the past.

"You look much better. You took the medicine on time." Song Jin asked in a low voice: "Uncle An, can my husband and I… tonight..."

"You can try." Uncle An said, sitting on a chair, raising his hand for Song Jin to sit down as well: "I'll check your pulse."

Song Jin sat down obediently and stretched out her slender white arms.

Uncle An put his hand on her pulse and carefully checked it for a while before withdrawing his hand. He said, "You have had poor lungs since childhood. You have been well treated over the years, but if you are pregnant, you still need to take good care of yourself."

Song Jin's face turned red: "Yeah, Uncle An, I know."

Uncle An stood up and took out a pill from the medicine box and gave it to Song Jin: "If nothing works tonight, let him take this pill."

Song Jin carefully put the pill into his bag: "How much is this medicine?"

"No need." Uncle An stopped her and said, "I haven't given you a gift for your wedding yet, so you can accept this for now."

Song Jin blinked: "Thank you, Uncle An."

After leaving Ci'an Hall, Song Jin felt light-hearted.

She blushed a little when she thought about doing this and that with her husband tonight, but the actions in the picture suddenly flashed in her mind.

She obviously didn't try to remember it.

But she didn't know how it happened, it just kept getting into her mind.

Why.

Song Jin sighed slightly.

It's all her fault. She has seen too much and has learned too many different things.

Thinking of this, Song Jin walked to the door of Xiucui Tower and found that the decoration of Xiucui Tower was more ostentatious.

There wasn’t such a big scene in previous years, right?

Song Jin didn't quite understand, so she went around and went in through the back door, and found that the girls, who were supposed to be lazy, had all gotten up very early today.

Ju Lan saw Song Jin at a glance, and she called him over: "Xiao Jin'er, what delicious food did you bring today?"

Song Jin said with empty hands: "Sister Ju Lan, the nanny called me in a hurry today, I didn't have time to do it."

"Oh, Mammy didn't ask you for anything else, she just wants you to make more cakes." Ju Lan whispered, "I heard that a distinguished guest will be coming in two days. Xiao Jin'er, your cooking skills are good, better than those in the big restaurants. You must work hard this time, maybe you will get a reward!"

Hearing about the reward, Song Jinxing's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Ju Lan covered her mouth with a fan and smiled: "Why would I lie to you! By the way, how are you and your husband? Have you checked it out?"

Song Jin's face flushed red: "Not yet."

Ju Lan was a little disappointed: "Is that so..."

Song Jin immediately said: "We can try it tonight!"

"Oh, oh, oh!" Ju Lan smiled: "You two have made an appointment. What do you do? After Mammy finishes talking to you, come find me and I'll give you something good."

Song Jin bit her lip: "Good stuff?"

The erotic pictures that Sister Ju Lan gave her last time made her learn a lot of different poses.

"This is your first time, little girl. You must have a good memory." Ju Lan pushed her to find the nanny: "Go, go."

Sure enough, the nanny asked Song Jin to make some pastries, just like the beautiful style from last time, with red bean paste as the filling.

Song Jin wrote down the requirements one by one, put the deposit in his small bag, and turned to find Ju Lan.

However, Song Jin was a little hesitant.

She didn't know how to talk about Qinghong.

Turning the corner and going up to the second floor, Song Jin pushed open the door and saw Ju Lan fiddling with something on the small couch.

When she heard the voice, she quickly called Song Jin in: "Xiao Jin'er, come quickly and see which of these clothes you like."

Song Jin went over and found that the small clothes placed on the small couch were all styles she had never seen before.

Not only was the fabric small and thin to the point of being transparent, but the color was a bright red and it was embroidered with exaggerated patterns.

Song Jinwei opened his mouth wide: "Sister Ju Lan, I don't usually wear these."

Not only had she never worn it, she had never even seen it!

"I know you've never worn it before! But tonight is different. If you put on this kind of small clothes, men will definitely not be able to control themselves!" Ju Lan said as she got close to Song Jin: "This kind of small clothes is easy to tear. You don't even have to take them off, they will do it themselves."

Song Jin's face turned red!

"These are all new. You are embarrassed to choose. I will pick one for you!" Ju Lan picked a fresh little orchid. "This one is it. It's so cute. It suits you!"

Ju Lan handed it to her: "Put it on here. If you're embarrassed, I'll take it off!"

"I'll change it myself!" Song Jin took the small clothes and hid behind the gauze curtain.

Ju Lan also came over slowly: "Hey, Xiao Jin'er, I didn't expect you to be such a good girl. The little rabbit is quite big."

Song Jin didn't know where to put his face after being criticized.

She wanted to change it: "Sister Ju Lan, I'd better change it first."

"Don't change! If you don't wear it tonight, it will be a waste of my kindness!" Ju Lan wanted to throw Song Jin's plain little dress into the brazier: "You have to wear it now."

"Sister Ju Lan!"

Song Jin wanted to reach out to grab it, and the two of them were fighting over it and bumped into a maid who opened the door.

The medicine bottle in the maid's hand was spilled, and some of it got on Song Jin's arm.

The maid was new, and she knelt down in panic: "I'm sorry, young lady! I didn't mean it!"

Ju Lan didn't care: "Why are you so flustered, little girl? Go down first."

"Yes, yes!" The little maid hurried away.

Song Jin wiped the things on his body with a handkerchief, and a faint fragrance came out, which was very pleasant.

Song Jin brought the handkerchief to his nose and sniffed it twice.

It smells really good.

Song Jin asked: "Sister Ju Lan, what is this?"

"Oh, this is the Warm Love Dew, it's for sexual pleasure between men and women." Ju Lan said, "It's a rare commodity in our building. If you get this dew, you won't be able to do anything except consummate your marriage, which is very uncomfortable. But you only got this little bit, don't worry."

Ju Lan whispered, "Do you want me to give you some so you can go back and use it with your husband?"

Song Jin quickly shook his head: "No, no! Sister Qinghong, I'm going to change my clothes and go home first!"

Song Jin originally wanted to change into her original underdress, but the underdress had been burned beyond recognition by the brazier.

Even burned up in the end.

Song Jin had no choice but to wear the small clothes given by Ju Lan and cover himself tightly with his own coat on the outside.

No one can tell.

After coming out of Xiucui Tower, Song Jin first went to the carpenter's house to get the molds. Unexpectedly, there were still two that had not been completed, so Song Jin had to wait until the evening to get them.

Song Jin was waiting in the room. The longer she waited, the hotter she felt, and the fragrant smell on her body became more and more distinct.

Song Jin's face turned red and she walked home in a daze.

She felt hot and had a strange feeling. She wanted someone to kiss, rub and hug her.

Is she sick with a fever?

or……

Could it be the warm love in Xiucui Tower?

But sister Ju Lan said it was okay.

Song Jin had neither the mood nor the energy to eat. As soon as he got home, he pushed open the bedroom door without even changing into his pajamas.

With a single lamp on, Xie Qiao was still sitting in front of the square table.

His eyebrows were slightly frowned, like a god.

Song Jin said gloomily, "Husband, I seem to be sick. I'm going to sleep first."

After Song Jin finished speaking, she got on the bed without waiting for Xie Qiao's response. She also closed the bed curtains tightly because she was afraid that Xie Qiao would find out.

It was quiet all around and the only sound was the girl's moaning in the bed curtains.

Song Jin always sleeps quietly and doesn't make any noise.

And her voice...seems a little strange.

As Xie Qiao thought about it, he walked slowly to the bedside and reached out to open the bed curtains. In an instant, the girl's inner voice came to his ears!

[Wow, it’s so hot, help me, I’m not going to die! 】

[Sister Ju Lan said that this medicine cannot be cured! If my husband knew, he would definitely be angry! 】

[No!] It really can’t work! 】

[I really want to do it!] 】