Chapter 22 God! She really consummated her marriage with her husband!

The candlelight flickered.

The moon is bright tonight, and the moonlight shines through the window lattice, adding faint light to the room.

But the candlelight and moonlight were mostly blocked by the green gauze curtain, and only the figure on the bed could be seen vaguely.

As soon as Xie Qiao opened the bed curtains, he saw the girl lying on the bed.

He was stunned on the spot.

His eyesight is excellent and he can see clearly even in places where the light is not bright.

The girl on the bed was not at ease. She was shifting from side to side, obviously feeling very uncomfortable.

The clothes that were originally worn neatly on her body had been taken off by her and thrown everywhere.

One of the cotton socks on her foot was kicked off, and the remaining one hung loosely on the sole of her foot.

She was only wearing a small top, and one could easily see the redness on her body.

The girl didn't notice the gazes beside the bed, and she was even about to take off her pants.

Xie Qiao frowned, and subconsciously sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching out to hold the girl's hand.

Xie Qiao's voice was slightly cold: "Don't move."

How can a little girl take off her clothes in front of a man?

Song Jin felt as hot as if on fire. She wanted to take off her clothes to cool down, but she didn't expect a hand to stop her.

[Hmm.] 】

[Disgusting big hands!] 】

"No!" Song Jin pouted and tried to pull the annoying hand away, but she didn't expect that her hot little hand would feel extremely comfortable as soon as it touched the big hand.

So cool!

So Song Jin started pushing and pulling, and pulled the hand towards his face.

The girl shouted in her heart with satisfaction——

[Woo, so comfortable!] 】

[It would be great if I could touch them all!] 】

Xie Qiao's face turned even colder.

As soon as he opened the bed curtains, he heard Song Jin's voice.

In the past, the girl only thought about ordinary contact in her mind, but today, she directly blurted out those dirty words!

He has been restraining himself.

If the girl had said those words, he would have taught her immediately, but those words were just the girl's inner voice.

Now she was just enduring it, humming in pain.

He could not utter any words of instruction.

It was not until he touched Song Jin's hand that he realized something was wrong with the girl.

Even if he had never tried it, he knew what the woman was doing.

His frown deepened.

His complexion was so cold that it could freeze someone to death!

He knew that Song Jin had sent cakes to Xiucuilou in the past. He would never look down on anyone, especially since Song Jin was just doing legitimate business.

But what happened to her in Xiucui Tower today?

Is someone trying to harm her?

"Song Jin." Xie Qiao spoke coldly.

The girl just brought Xie Qiao's hand to her cheek, and her red face was eager to drill into his palm.

His palm slid along the round curve of the girl's cheek to her chin and gently pinched it.

The girl's chin was forced up and she opened her eyes slightly.

With some confusion: "Hmm?"

Xie Qiao stared at the confused girl. He tried to wake her up a little more and used more force with his fingertips.

"Song Jin, did someone feed you medicine?"

Xie Qiao's tone was unfriendly, and Song Jin sobered up a little.

She shook her head vigorously, wanting to get out of Xie Qiao's shackles. Her voice was delicate and sweet: "No, no, it was my own carelessness."

[If my husband knew that I went to Xiu Cui Tower, he would definitely be angry as he is such a conservative person. I can't let him know! 】

[Today, I really bumped into someone by accident, and the Warm Dew fell on me. 】

[Wow, it hurts so much. Sister Ju Lan said that all we need to do is consummate the marriage! 】

[But I haven’t bought the perfume powder yet. I want to consummate my marriage with my husband with a fragrant scent! 】

The girl only said one sentence, but Xie Qiao heard everything she was thinking clearly.

Xie Qiao's expression eased slightly.

It seems that she was just careless.

only……

How to detoxify this medicine?

He naturally knew the easiest way, but did he really want to do that?

He hesitated: "I'll go find a doctor for you."

"No!" Song Jin immediately grabbed Xie Qiao's hand and refused bluntly: "Don't find a doctor!"

【sky! I would rather die than see a doctor! 】

How do I find such a thing? And Sister Juhong said that all we need to do is consummate the marriage! 】

【But……】

Song Jin raised his eyes slightly and looked at Xie Qiao in front of him.

There was no sign of intimacy on Xie Qiao's face. Song Jinxin felt disappointed at the first glance at him.

The girl is sensitive and intelligent.

She bit her lip, her eyes were slightly red, and her eye sockets were filled with tears, about to fall.

[But my husband seems unwilling.] 】

[He doesn’t want to!] He doesn't like me! He hates me! 】

He must hate me! ! ! 】

[I don’t want to be a bad girl who forces others! 】

Song Jin thought about it and let go of Xie Qiao's hand reluctantly.

She slowly moved towards the bed, reached out and pulled the quilt over her body, barely covering it.

Only his back was left to Xie Qiao.

A small voice came: "Don't worry, husband. I will be fine in a moment. If I disturb you, you can go to the big house and sleep for one night."

After saying that, the girl covered her head with the quilt.

There was not even a whimper.

Xie Qiao sat beside the bed, feeling mixed emotions.

He looked at the small figure under the quilt, feeling aggrieved, and could hear faint sobbing sounds.

The girl thought he hated her?

Is he annoying?

Not at all.

He was lusting after her even when she didn't know it.

But he has already thought about her future.

She should have followed him to Kyoto, where she could have seen more, had more choices, and finally found the person she loved and married in style in the Xie Mansion.

But what if the girl likes him?

Xie Qiao was silent, and a definite answer emerged.

He should fulfill the girl's wish.

Stay with her until death and never let go.

As the patriarch of the Xie family, Xie Qiao always made decisions very quickly and decisively, and no one could make him hesitate.

But he hesitated too many times when it came to this girl.

Today, he no longer hesitates.

The scene of lifting the bed curtains just now made his blood boil.

Not to mention the overwhelming voice of the girl.

Xie Qiao closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the color of his originally clear eyes had changed.

He dug the girl out from under the quilt, got close to her, and wiped away the tears from her face.

"Song Jin." His voice was low, "Who am I?"

Song Jin was feeling uncomfortable in the bed, and when she was suddenly dug out, she was about to breathe in comfort, but when she opened her eyes, she saw her husband in front of her.

A handsome face suddenly appeared.

The expression was also slightly different from just now.

Song Jin swallowed unconsciously and answered obediently: "Husband."

"My name." Xie Qiao slowly guided.

"Xie Qiao." Song Jin emphasized: "My husband, Xie Qiao."

Xie Qiao raised his lips slightly. He was sure and very satisfied.

He leaned over and whispered in the girl's ear: "Be good, bear with it for a while."

Then he stood up from the bed, strode to the table, and quickly spread out the pen and ink.

He has to write a letter of appointment first.

He hired Song Jin as Xie Qiao's legal wife and the future mistress of the Xie family.

Now that he and Song Jin have already worshipped heaven and earth, he still needs to write a marriage certificate, so that the formalities of marriage are complete.

At that time, the ceremony will be completed only when Song Jin follows him back to Beijing and is included in the family tree.

Xie Qiao sat in front of a square table, writing something rapidly and eloquently.

Song Jin was a little confused.

She was smart and understood Xie Qiao's meaning instantly.

Is my husband planning to consummate the marriage with me? !

Okay!

But I'm feeling so uncomfortable, why is he still hesitating there?

Before she knew she had the antidote, she could still suppress it.

But when she could have it, she couldn't wait even a second!

She propped herself up and looked at Xie Qiao who was busy at the table.

She blinked, stepped on the ground barefoot, and moved over quietly.

She moved close to Xie Qiao's back and hugged him.

Hold tightly.

A pair of slender white arms wrapped around Xie Qiao's waist.

A small, red face pressed against his back, which he couldn't ignore.

He did not stop it, but his pen moved quickly.

Song Jin hugged him, but found that Xie Qiao ignored her, and she was a little dissatisfied.

She moved her body and snuggled into Xie Qiao's arms.

She sat directly on Xie Qiao's legs like a nimble little fish.

She hugged Xie Qiao's neck, even leaned on his shoulder, and breathed out hotly: "Husband, I feel so uncomfortable..."

With Wenruan in his hand, Xie Qiao could no longer write a single word.

His gaze was from top to bottom.

Under the candlelight, the small dress became more and more transparent, and she quietly took off her trousers when he was not paying attention.

Only a pair of shorts and one dangling sock were left on.

Xie Qiao closed his eyes.

The letter of appointment has been half written and will soon be completed. As long as he is determined, the letter of appointment can be completed tomorrow.

He put down the pen in his hand, then moved his bony hand back down, down Song Jin's legs, and grabbed the socks that were half hanging on her feet.

Take it off and throw it away.

Then Xie Qiao stood up, picked up Song Jin and walked towards the bed.

Song Jin exclaimed and subconsciously hugged Xie Qiao's neck.

A low voice reached her ears.

"You are not allowed to walk barefoot anymore."

Song Jin's ears felt like they were on fire. She buried her head in Xie Qiao's neck and uttered a small "hmm".

Xie Qiao was tall and took big steps.

It was obvious that Song Jin had to take several steps to reach the bed, but Xie Qiao seemed to be able to reach it in one step.

She was gently put back on the bed, looking at Xie Qiao with her almond-shaped eyes.

He turned around and surrounded the green tent tightly with his bare hands, so that not a single light could penetrate.

Song Jin couldn't see Xie Qiao's face clearly for a moment.

She and her husband had been sleeping together in this green tent for many days. Both of them were very well-behaved, without any flirtatious behavior.

But today is completely different.

She actually smelled danger from Xie Qiao.

Xie Qiao, who was conscientiously tucking the bed curtains, did not even pause.

He drew the bed curtains around him, then slowly and methodically took off his clothes one by one.

This is total seduction!

Song Jin couldn't help swallowing and she tugged at her clothes.

[Well, Sister Ju Lan told me how to use this little dress. 】

[I’d better not take it off.] 】

[It won’t work no matter how urgent it is.] 】

Xie Qiao listened with a frown on his face.

What did she learn outside?

But his hands did not stop taking off his clothes, and his movements were so quick that it seemed as if he had finished in the blink of an eye.

Then he hung over Song Jin who was lying obediently.

His eyes were burning as he looked the girl up and down.

Although I don’t know what she learned outside, this little dress is indeed beautiful.

The milky white translucent gauze, embroidered with small lavender orchids, was now shyly half hanging down.

Very cute.

Like her.

Then Song Jin watched the hand that used to hold the pen stroke the shoulder strap of her undershirt, and then slowly exerted force to tear off the undershirt on her body.

The subtle tearing sound was extremely clear at this time.

Song Jin heard it.

The same goes for Xie Qiao.

Song Jin wanted to bury his head shyly.

She admitted that she used to be very nervous, but when it came to actually doing the real work, she was still a little nervous.

Xie Qiao, who usually looks serious, is completely different now.

He looked at her well, without any shyness at all.

instead……

Some calm excitement.

Song Jin couldn't bury his head, so he could only close his eyes.

Until the tearing sound stopped, Xie Qiao's cold voice reached her ears.

He lowered his voice and seemed to be whispering.

"What are you shy about?"

Help!

Save my life!

Song Jin had thought about Huang Chengcheng before, but she had never imagined that her husband, who was as cold and aloof as a god, would say such words!

She couldn't help but open her eyes slightly and saw that her husband's expression was the same as usual, as if he could not be desecrated.

He said such embarrassing words in a serious manner.

「Hmm……」

[It’s so astringent!] 】

Song Jin, who secretly opened his eyes, was caught by Xie Qiao.

"Just right." Xie Qiao's voice was a little cold, "You are not allowed to close your eyes for a while."

"Maybe this will help us solve it faster."

At first, Song Jin didn't think about what would happen if he didn't close his eyes.

After all, she has seen so many people.

She never closed her eyes out of shyness.

But later on, things gradually started to go wrong.

Xie Qiao, who used to be cold but gentle and would not force others, seemed like a different person.

Song Jin wanted to close his eyes, but he wouldn't let her.

Song Jin agreed that even if she didn't want it anymore, he wouldn't allow it.

Song Jin felt it was too hot in the tent, so she secretly stretched out her arms to cool off, but he wouldn't let her, and forcefully pulled her thin white arms back, hiding them under his body, until he finally took her hands to a place she had never been to before.

Song Jin cried, he reached out and covered her eyes tightly, and in the end only sobs were left.

At last she could not bear it any longer and tried to sneak away, but she was caught by the feet and taken back.

Xie Qiao's voice still sounded a little dignified.

"It seems the drug hasn't been completely removed yet. It needs to be more thorough."

Song Jin watched himself being turned over and over without being able to close his eyes.

Help!

So that's how it is!

Her head was dizzy and she couldn't think at all.

Until finally I just fell asleep.

The warmth in the tent lasted until dawn.

Soon, a beautiful hand stretched out from the bed curtain, and then Xie Qiao came out with his upper body naked.

He turned around and closed the bed curtains, so he could not see anything inside.

He casually put on his pajamas, with his straight long hair gathered behind him, and sat at the square table to relight the extinguished candle.

He was not in a hurry this time and wrote the letter of appointment word by word.

Write Xie Qiao’s name and his seal at the end.

He returned to the green tent with the engagement letter and marriage certificate, and looking at Song Jin who was already unconscious, he whispered: "Ah Jin, the formalities are complete, you will be my wife Xie Qiao for the rest of your life."

Song Jin slept soundly and didn't hear what Xie Qiao was saying at all.

And Xie Qiao didn't want to let her know. He planned to return to the capital and show it to Song Jin.

He put away the engagement letter and marriage certificate, turned around and lay down with Song Jin.

He pulled Song Jin close to him and hugged her tightly, gently sniffing the fragrance of her hair.

Song Jin usually has good sleep, but this time he was really exhausted.

But she couldn't change her habit of many years, and she woke up in the morning.

She blinked and moved her fingers.

Help, it's like falling apart!

Last night's thoughts came back to her and her face instantly turned red!

She consummated her marriage with her husband last night!

sky!

She really consummated her marriage with her husband!

She felt embarrassed when she thought about what she had thought last night.

But fortunately, my husband doesn’t know anything about it.

She is still that good girl.

Song Jin turned his head and found that the person next to him was gone.

Her body was also dry and she was wearing her favorite light pink pajamas.

Last night, she vaguely remembered, she was not wearing anything.

Could it be that her husband changed it for her?

I didn’t expect my husband, who was so cold, to be so caring!

Song Jin suddenly thought back to last night...

She shuddered twice involuntarily.

My husband is considerate and caring.

But last night on the couch, he seemed to be torturing himself to death.

She never thought consummating the marriage would be like this!

She had fallen into a deep sleep last night, and her husband showed no sign of stopping.

...It seems that the pills Uncle An gave me are probably useless.

Song Jin climbed up softly from the bed, she slowly lifted the bed curtain, revealing a little face.

A pair of almond-shaped eyes blinked.

My husband is so awesome, he never feels tired!

"Husband, why are you up so early?"

Xie Qiao sat upright in front of the square table, but unlike before, he did not have his back to it, but sat facing the bed.

He was writing something with his head down.

He had a serious expression and the pen moved very smoothly in his hands.

Xie Qiao has beautiful hands, and Song Jin really likes seeing Xie Qiao writing.

But last night...

She seemed to prefer his hands doing something else.

Hearing the voice, Xie Qiao looked up, his expression was no different from usual: "Awake?"

"Yeah." Song Jin nodded obediently. She reached out and pulled the bed curtain open a little more. Then a pair of white and tender feet stretched out, with her toes stretched up, searching for shoes on the ground.

Xie Qiao didn't move his eyes away, watching the pair of feet dangling in front of him——

Her feet were so small that he could hold them in one hand.

Last night, he grabbed her and brought her back when she was about to run away.

Seeing that she couldn't find her shoes, he stood up, walked forward, bent down and handed her the shoes that were a little far away.

"Put on socks."

"Oh, thank you, husband!" Song Jin felt that Xie Qiao was a little different.

He didn't seem to care about himself so much before...

She obediently picked up the socks on the low chair next to her and put them on quickly.

She suddenly remembered something.

If her husband asked her what happened last night, how would she explain?

She still has business to do with Xiu Cui Lou!

Thinking of this, Song Jin decided to run away first.

Maybe after getting busy, my husband will forget about this matter!

She thought about it and quickly put on her coat.

She used to have good physical condition and could recover after a day's work by just taking a good sleep.

But last night's tiredness seemed a little different.

Even her walking posture was a little wrong and she could only walk slowly.

And her lower abdomen felt a little sore and bloated, a feeling she had never experienced before.

Next time, don't let your husband do too much.

Small amounts and frequent doses are fine.

"Husband, you copy the books first. I'll go to the stall first!" Song Jin carried her small bag and walked out.

The speed is obviously much slower than before.

Xie Qiao was silent for a while.

He knew what he had done last night, and he was also considerate of the fact that Song Jin was still young and should be gentle and restrained.

But this is the first time he has encountered this in so many years.

In order to control himself, he returned to the table and began to memorize the Xie family rules and some rules of Kyoto.

Since Song Jin is already his wife, she should learn these rules as soon as possible.

Song Jin grew up in Kyoto. If she rashly returned to Kyoto to become the mistress of the Xie family, she might be subjected to some malicious intent.

She is obedient, intelligent and well-behaved. Although she has more girlish thoughts, she is still young after all.

He can teach slowly.

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Chunliu Lane Steamed Bun Shop has made new cakes that are cheap and delicious!

Song Jin didn't make many cakes and pastries in the past few days, and each one was made entirely by hand, but she still sold them at the same price as she did later. All the molds were made yesterday, and everyone knows that Song Jin’s cakes and pastries are delicious.

Song Jin's cakes and pastries are already famous.

Within half a day, all the cakes and pastries made by Song Jin were sold out, and several aunts were waiting by the side, wanting to buy the freshly baked ones.

Song Jin and Que'er were busy at the stall.

Song Jin's legs were still a little weak. She stood in front of the panel kneading the dough, and her legs were unable to stand up.

Que'er, who was kneading the dough beside her, thought Song Jin was tired, so she said, "Sister Xiaojin, are you tired? Let me help you knead the dough."

Song Jin sighed, rubbed her waist, and handed the dough to Que'er: "Okay, I'll take a break."

The aunts who were waiting for cakes nearby saw this and said with a smile, "What bad things did you do last night, little girl? You are so tired!"

The aunts teased her, but Song Jin blushed and said nothing.

Que'er hasn't gotten married yet, so she doesn't quite understand what those aunts are talking about, but she simply doesn't like gossiping.

She argued quietly, "Making cakes is hard work. Sister Xiaojin didn't do anything bad."

Song Jin's face turned even redder as he listened.

When the aunties heard what Que'er said, they made "tsk tsk" sounds while eating peanuts.

He smiled at Que'er and said, "What do you know, little girl? You will know after you get married!"

Que'er didn't stop working, her face was full of anger.

She doesn't want to get married!

Her parents meant to sell her to someone else as a concubine, and she wouldn't know whether she would survive after she got married.

Que'er whispered, "I don't want to get married!"

But Que'er's voice was so soft and the aunts were laughing so loudly that she didn't hear it at all.

But even if they heard it, they would just think that Que'er was shy.

Song Jin sat aside in a daze.

She rubbed her sore belly and thought about last night.

Song Jin thought that her husband lasted a long time last night, and the moves he made were the most basic ones in the erotic pictures.

If possible, she actually wanted to see it with her husband.

In fact, it is enough to just learn the posture. Whether it will be useful or not is another matter to be discussed later.

The key is, no matter what, it can't last that long.

There are still more than ten days until the Chinese New Year, and Song Jin must seize this time to earn more money.

Her waist and legs were sore and she was busy at the stall all day.

By the time we closed the stall, it was almost dark.

I definitely won’t have the energy to cook dinner when I get home in the evening, but luckily business is very good today and Song Jin’s wallet is full.

She went to the restaurant to buy some dishes, and brought a special portion for Aunt Xiao. She also cut some new fabrics, all of which were light pink.

Her favorite color.

Song Jin carried the vegetables back to Chunliu Lane, but she didn't go home first. Instead, she went to Aunt Xiao's place.

Aunt Xiao lived not far from Song Jin. All the clothes she had worn since she was a child had been made by Aunt Xiao. She just needed to pay her some labor fees.

"Auntie Xiao, is my pajamas ready?" Song Jin knocked on the door and went in. Auntie Xiao was sewing socks in front of the candle.

"It's ready! The pajamas are simple and will be ready in a moment!" Aunt Xiao asked Song Jin to sit down. Seeing that Song Jin had brought her some food, she said embarrassedly, "Girl, you've already paid, why are you still bringing food?"

"My shop is doing good business today, Auntie Xiao should also take advantage of this opportunity to have some good food!" Song Jin put the newly bought cloth on the embroidery table by the window, "Auntie, I want to make a few more pajamas. This time I want to embroider patterns on them. Is that okay?"

Aunt Xiao had good craftsmanship. Before she got married, she was an embroiderer on a wealthy family's farm. Later, in order to supplement her family's livelihood, Aunt Xiao took on work for the neighbors.

It’s just that everyone was poor and no one wanted to embroider on their clothes.

Over time, Aunt Xiao's embroidery skills became rusty.

Aunt Xiao was a little worried: "I haven't embroidered for a long time, and I don't know what patterns are popular now. Jin girl, why don't you draw it yourself?"

Song Jin nodded: "Yeah."

Aunt Xiao found a pen that her son used when he was in school, and a piece of paper. She stood next to Song Jin and watched him draw.

The girl painted seriously, but Aunt Xiao had sharp eyes.

She immediately noticed the two marks on Song Jin's neck, and then she laughed out loud.

Song Jin was puzzled. She turned around and said, "Auntie Xiao, what are you laughing at?"

Aunt Xiao shook her head: "Seeing you two living in love, I am happy in my heart!"

Aunt Xiao was happy from the bottom of her heart: "At that time, your husband came to you in the middle of the night, and he was injured and looked like he was going to die. You two had a wedding in a hurry and didn't take care of anything. At the beginning, I was worried whether your husband could survive. Later, when I saw your husband's appearance, I wondered if he would be sincere to you."

Aunt Xiao nodded: "But now it seems that you two are living well, so I feel relieved."

Song Jin didn't know how Aunt Xiao knew that.

But what Aunt Xiao said was true.

She and her husband are indeed doing well.

Aunt Xiao talked a little more about how couples should get along with each other, while Song Jin had already drawn the picture.

Aunt Xiao picked it up and looked at it.

It is a bunch of small orchids, which are lavender in color. They are extremely cute and beautiful, and very suitable for Song Brocade.

Aunt Xiao praised: "It looks great! I tried my best to embroider it for you!"

Song Jin looked at the orchid and her face turned a little red.

This flower was on Xiaoyi last night. It seemed that her husband liked it very much. In fact, she liked it too.

It’s just that she likes lighter colors, so she changed it this time.

Song Jin was a little embarrassed: "Yes, thank you for your help, Auntie."

After leaving Aunt Xiao's house, Song Jin went home carrying a basket.

As soon as she turned the corner, she looked up toward the door of her house.

A little regretful.

Why.

Her husband was not waiting for her at the door.

But she calmed herself down in a moment.

It doesn't matter, her husband must be at home copying books to make money, she is just being too annoying every day!

She hummed a little tune as she walked home. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Xie Qiao standing in the yard.

Song Jin's eyes lit up instantly!

She walked over, smiling brightly, "Husband, why are you in the yard? Are you waiting for me?"

Xie Qiao said calmly: "I just finished writing something. It just so happens that you can come into the house with me. I have something to give you."

It's a gift!

Song Jin is a little nervous!

"Okay, husband, wait a moment, I'll put the food in the kitchen first."

Song Jin walked into the kitchen with a smile, then followed Xie Qiao inside.

She looked at Xie Qiao's waist and suddenly remembered that her husband didn't let her close her eyes last night, so she could only watch her husband's movements with her own eyes.

Her husband's waist was stronger than she had imagined.

She never expected that her husband, who was just a scholar, was actually quite strong after taking off his clothes!

Made a profit!

Song Jin followed Xie Qiao into the room, only to see Xie Qiao standing in front of the table, picking up a bound booklet and handing it to her.

There was no name on the cover, and Song Jin immediately thought of something wrong.

Her face was yellow: "Husband, what is this?"

"Open it and take a look." Xie Qiao raised his hand, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"oh oh."

Song Jin opened it nervously, and then his face fell slightly.

Help, what is this? It’s not the colorful book she imagined.

The handwriting on the booklet was beautiful and clear, and it was obvious that it was written by her husband himself. However, just looking at the words one by one gave her a headache.

Song Jin was a little unhappy: "Husband, what is this?"

"This is the Xie family's house rule. Since you and I are already husband and wife, we should get familiar with it sooner rather than later. When we return to Kyoto in the future, you will be able to adapt as quickly as possible."

Xie Qiao's tone was the same as usual, but when he saw Song Jin's face fall a little, he continued, "This is for your own good."

Be good to me?

Song Jin was a little confused, she really didn't understand.

Xie Qiao is just a teacher, why are there so many rules in his family?

Such a full article is actually a thick book.

Help, she was really afraid of these words.

She could imagine herself being hung by these words, like a puppet.

Song Jin was a little unhappy, even her dimples were gone.

She protested quietly: "Husband, can I not watch it?"

"No." Xie Qiao simply refused. "This not only contains the Xie family rules, but also some basic etiquette of Kyoto. There is also an introduction to Kyoto at the end."

Xie Qiao paused: "You can take your time to read it. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

"Oh, okay." Song Jin thought, she suddenly blinked and said, "Husband, can I go to the kitchen to watch? I can watch while eating, maybe I can see it faster."

Xie Qiao remained silent.

The fifth rule of the Xie family's family rules is not to talk while eating or sleeping. You should eat when it's time to eat and not do anything else.

But this is not Kyoto, nor is it the Xie family.

He had just consummated his marriage with Song Jin last night, and today he told her the family rules. He could clearly see that the girl was unhappy.

Xie Qiao sighed and nodded slightly.

Song Jin put the booklet away, her dimples faintly visible: "Thank you, husband. I'll go eat first!"

Song Jin brought the booklet back to the kitchen. She casually put it on the table without even looking at it.

What she was thinking about now was the little booklet that Sister Ju Lan had given her.

…It seems that the husband won’t be able to watch it with her for a while.

She'd better take a look herself first.

There was lingering smoke and a small stove was burning in the warm kitchen.

Tea was bubbling on top.

Song Jin sat on a low chair next to the stove, concentrating on reading the booklet in his hand page by page.

She almost exclaimed quietly.

Some things really need to be experienced in person to know. She had read this booklet before, but only had a very superficial understanding of it.

But since what happened last night, she was a little scared of some normal positions, not to mention the weird ones here.

Help, how can that be comfortable?

She didn't even dare to think that she and her husband would do it.

She read for a long time, but only read two or three pages before closing the book with her little face flushed.

She blew the cool air against her cheeks, and the tingling feeling from last night crawled up her spine.

She quickly drank some hot tea to suppress the emotion.

She came back late and the bath water was already heated. Song Jin threw herself into the bathtub and soaked comfortably for a while.

Song Jin's skin was fair, but it soon turned pink.

Song Jin rubbed her neck, and she moved down, and suddenly felt a small scar on her chest.

She blinked. Her husband should have noticed it last night, right?

She has had this scar since she was a child, right on her heart. I heard that it was because of this scar that she had been in poor health as a child.

She didn't know how she got the scar. Her grandfather told her that it was because her family members accidentally didn't hold her when she was a child, which caused her to be injured.

She remembered that the scar was a bit big when she was little, but as she grew older, the scar seemed smaller.

I don’t know if my husband will dislike it.

Song Jin soaked in the water and slowly recalled the past.

My husband probably doesn't mind, because he seemed to have buried his head in my neck and kissed me again and again last night.

I definitely don’t mind!

Song Jin thought about it and she became happy again.

The water gets cold quickly in winter, so Song Jin didn't dare to wash for too long. She came out of the water and dried her hair by the fire.

Then she applied the new ointment she bought on the street today onto her face.

Her face is pink and you can see the pink fluff.

It looks like a juicy peach that has just been washed.

The little peaches smeared with ointment were so smooth and tender that she couldn't help but touch them a few times.

She didn't dare to think about it. She liked him so much, how much her husband must like him.

Hehehehe.

Song Jin smoothed her hair, draped it behind her, and returned to her bedroom wearing her jacket.

She pushed the door open and found Xie Qiao half-lying on the bed with a book in his hand.

He didn't even look up when she walked in.

Song Jin closed the door silently and continued walking forward.

She looked at the book in Xie Qiao's hand. Although she had never read it, the book looked boring at first glance.

Just like the boring book of house rules that my husband gave to that one.

With so many rules, no wonder he grew up to be an old-fashioned person.

Song Jin walked to the bed in her slippers, took off her socks, and crawled into the bed barefoot.

As soon as the girl lay down, a light fragrance came over her.

Xie Qiao had already washed up before Song Jin came back. He didn't sleep all night last night and today he had to recite the family rules for the day, so he was really tired.

He raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows.

Then he turned his head to look at Song Jin.

She lay obediently in the quilt, with only her round little face showing. That face was flushed pink, like a small peach.

Wash the peaches.

Small peaches with a nice scent.

She has a pair of cute almond eyes and a small peach with dimples.

His throat suddenly became dry: "Ajin, you..."

As soon as Xie Qiao opened her mouth, the picture that Song Jin had just looked at suddenly popped into her head uncontrollably.

She subconsciously clutched the quilt.

She quickly waved her hands: "No, not tonight!"

Xiao Taozi refused seriously: "Not tonight, I can't do that much, it will go bad!"