Chapter 43 [Thank you, Master]

The night was quiet, Xie Qiao and Song Jin lay together on the bed.

The girl's inner voice was crystal clear, and Xie Qiao couldn't help but smile as he listened.

He suddenly felt that when he arrived in Kyoto in the future, no matter how busy he was during the day, when he returned home and saw Song Jin waiting for him, everything would not matter.

Just like now.

The moonlight was blocked by the window, and there was only a small candle in the room.

Xie Qiao tilted his head and looked at Song Jin who was lying obediently beside him. He suddenly wanted to explain.

The moonlight was just right, and they were the only two people there.

There is no one else, no other things, and no one will disturb you.

But……

[How embarrassing!] I don’t know how to tell my husband about my fiancé, oh my god! Can you make me disappear? Help! 】

Xie Qiao's words were stuck on his lips.

The corners of his mouth curled up in an invisible smile again.

He could imagine that Song Jin, with his back to him, must be like a kitten trying to find a corner to hide in.

If we dig her out now, she might explode.

never mind.

Xie Qiao closed his eyes slightly and lay flat beside Song Jin.

At this moment, Song Jin suddenly turned her head and looked at Xie Qiao who seemed to be asleep, blinking her eyes.

[Well, the two days ago were the days for sex, and my husband really forgot. 】

[If you forget it, forget it. You can’t blame him. I’m injured anyway. I can’t...]

Before Song Jin could finish her thought, she saw Xie Qiao's eyes suddenly open, he turned his head and looked at Song Jin.

Song Jin didn't even have time to pretend to be asleep!

Her breathing subconsciously stopped.

Help!

Why did my husband wake up?

Song Jin was like a little bad guy who had been caught. She whispered: "Husband..."

Then her body was lifted into the air and she felt someone holding her waist.

Song Jin grabbed the corner of the quilt.

Xie Qiao stretched out his long arms and pulled Song Jin in front of him.

He leaned slightly to the side and lowered his head, his forehead touching Song Jin's.

The temperature came like a small heater.

Xie Qiao took a deep breath, his voice a little hoarse: "Ajin, do you want to do it?"

Song Jin: "Hmm?"

She was just thinking about it in her mind just now, but it seemed like her husband could hear what she was thinking.

still……

Does her husband think the same as she does?

Song Jin didn't answer. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and she was obviously a little embarrassed.

What am I thinking about? 】

[I am still thinking about this matter. I am really hopeless! 】

【but……】

[I don’t think I’m losing out by sleeping with my husband!] 】

The girl was torn between her conscience and her desires as they rubbed each other's ears.

Xie Qiao took in all the girl's hesitation.

The corners of his mouth curled up again.

His well-behaved little wife was still so greedy for him. He couldn't imagine how sad Song Jin would be if he let her leave him and marry someone else.

I will definitely cry like a tearful person.

As Xie Qiao thought about this, he chuckled softly.

Then his lips touched the tip of her ear and then moved to her neck, feeling her slightly retreating and shrinking back.

He whispered, "Do you want it?"

He reminded: "There should be a blank space in your notebook."

He said, "So, do you want to continue?"

Although he was asking for Song Jin's opinion, his hands didn't think so at all.

Song Jin's fingertips were about to tear the corner of the quilt.

She nodded: "Yes."

Don’t miss it.

Hearing Song Jin's answer, Xie Qiao laughed again coldly, like broken ice in a winter moon.

He kissed the corner of Song Jin's mouth.

Praise: "Good girl."

His little wife was well-behaved and would never lie to him.

His little Ajin is straightforward and will never lie.

His little girl is infatuated and always obsessed with him.

She was his good girl.

Song Jin closed his eyes and gave himself completely to Xie Qiao.

I just feel that my husband tonight seems different from before.

He was extremely gentle, kissing and hugging her, and even putting his lips on the scar on her heart.

Song Jin bit her lip slightly and couldn't help but hum.

Hmm.

When Xie Qiao heard the little girl's humming, there was also a hint of charm in his eyes, a scene that no one else could see.

Even Xie Qiao himself couldn't see it.

His affection could only be seen by his little wife, but she kept her eyes closed.

Isn't that a waste?

Xie Qiao gave a wicked smile.

He took advantage of the little girl's unpreparedness and bit her gently.

Song Jin only felt a pain in her heart. After realizing what her husband had done, she opened her eyes in disbelief.

His eyes were filled with confusion and surprise.

Xie Qiao kissed her again to comfort her, and then said, "Ajin, open your eyes and look at me."

Song Jin raised her eyes and looked at Xie Qiao, who was completely different from usual. She felt a little shy.

She dodged subconsciously.

[Humph, I don’t want to be obedient!] 】

[I don’t want to look at it!] 】

Xie Qiao listened and gave him a slight punishment.

The little girl looked at him with tears in her eyes, as if accusing him of losing control. In the end, she opened her almond-shaped eyes and took in all of Xie Qiao's emotions.

A night of love.

Before sunrise, Xie Qiao stopped and kissed Song Jin's eyes.

His almond-shaped eyes were a little red and swollen, and he looked a little apologetic.

He looked outside and saw the sky was about to brighten.

The Xie family still had some things for him to deal with, so he was about to leave.

Xie Qiao possessed Song Jin and whispered to him, who was half asleep and half awake, "Ah Jin, I have something to go out for today, so you don't have to wait for me."

Song Jin uttered "hmm" in a daze.

He turned over as if his sleep was disturbed.

Xie Qiao looked satisfied. He pressed the corner of the quilt for Song Jin and turned to leave.

It was not until he heard the door close that Song Jin, who had been asleep, opened his eyes.

She got up from the bed and wiped her lips with her hand.

Not a loss.

It’s worth sleeping with your husband!

But……

Last night when she saw the letter of appointment with "Xie Qiao" written on it, she was thinking about one thing.

She never imagined that her husband was the great Bodhisattva of the Xie family!

So it was Xie Qiao who handled Mr. Fan’s affairs.

So when she said that she wanted to thank the great Bodhisattva of the Xie family, her husband must have been laughing at her and calling her a little fool.

So my husband could have confessed his identity at that time, but he never did.

wrong.

My husband hasn’t said anything yet.

In fact, what she thought yesterday was not false. She knew that her husband must have his own difficulties for not telling her his identity.

She wasn't really angry.

She just kind of minded.

Song Jin sighed, got out of bed silently, and gathered his clothes into a small package.

Her husband is the head of the Xie family, such a wealthy and powerful family, and he would never marry an orphan like her.

Or maybe it was just a coincidence.

Perhaps it was because her husband needed a fake identity to stay in Chongzhou that he married her.

right.

That's it!

Because of this, my husband and I haven’t consummated our marriage for more than two months, and I haven’t even touched his hand!

The husband didn't refuse to consummate the marriage with her because of his poor health, but because he simply didn't want to.

Thinking of this, Song Jin's heart suddenly turned cold.

If she hadn't been drugged that night, her husband would never have consummated their marriage, right?

Song Jin's eyes were a little red.

So, her husband doesn't like her at all.

After reaching this conclusion, all the strange behaviors of my husband before seemed to be explained.

Because I don't like her, I keep my distance from her.

I won’t consummate my marriage with her!

I won't tell her my identity!

That’s why I forced her to read those house rules that she didn’t like at all!

Because he didn't like her, he had been indifferent and distant to her. Having sex once every ten days was just an excuse for him to be perfunctory!

What happened next?

My husband was forced to consummate his marriage with me that night, and because he was a prudish gentleman, he was prepared to take responsibility.

How will the aristocratic families be responsible for her status?

Should he take her back to be a mistress without a formal status, or bring her into Xie's house to become a concubine?

No wonder her husband always asked her to memorize those family rules. It turned out that he wanted her to abide by the rules after she entered the Xie family in the future.

After he gets married in the future, she must be a good boy, not get angry with the mistress, and certainly not compete for her favor!

Just be a good little bird in the backyard.

Perhaps, he has already gotten married in Kyoto at his age!

Song Jin suddenly thought of the night when she sent Sister Qinghong back to Wang's house.

The yard was so deep that she felt cold to the bones just by looking at it.

Not to mention that when Sister Qinghong came out of that yard again, she was a corpse.

This is the concubine of a wealthy family.

Silently at the mercy of others.

Life or death, all it takes is one word from someone else.

She doesn't want it.

She doesn't want this!

She liked her husband's face. He was the most handsome person she had ever seen, and she might never meet such a person again in her life.

But she doesn't want to become someone else's concubine or mistress!

No matter how much she lusted after her husband, her own life was still the most important!

Even if she can't find another husband after she loses him, she still has others!

Yes, yes.

The luthier.

That hunter!

Both are fine!

Yes, yes!

There must be many good young men in Kyoto. When the time comes, I will say that I am a young widow and ask Brother Wang to find a marriage for me.

She had a dowry and property in Kyoto.

She will open a small shop in Kyoto by then. She is rich now and can definitely support herself!

Even if I can't find a husband as handsome as my own by then, it shouldn't be difficult to find one that's pleasing to the eye.

She touched her lips again, and it seemed as if her husband's warmth was still there.

last night……

Although she and her husband were doing this and that last night.

It doesn't matter, she won't lose anything.

Even if it's just a parting night!

Anyway, it’s her husband who owes her!

Song Jin thought about it, her round little face looking very serious.

She had seen it in the house rules before.

Although her husband and she had worshipped heaven and earth, they were not included in the family tree and were not considered husband and wife.

Moreover, even if she was treated as a concubine, the Xie family should have carried her into the house according to etiquette.

As long as she doesn't nod, no one can force her.

But what if the husband wants to take her back as a concubine?

My husband is so old-fashioned. Now that he has consummated the marriage with me, he must be responsible to the end.

She couldn't go with her husband.

He is so strong and old-fashioned, it's impossible to negotiate with him!

Song Jin's face was gloomy. She placed the packed small package neatly beside her.

Fortunately, her husband didn't know about her fiancé yet. If he knew, he would definitely not leave with peace of mind today.

My husband said he would be back very late today.

Good opportunity!

She had to go before he came back!

She has to leave immediately!

But I can't leave in such an unclear manner.

Otherwise, given my husband's temper, he would definitely bring her back.

It’s better to make it clear.

Song Jin thought about it, she sat down at the square table and spread out a piece of paper.

She began to write slowly.

[My husband...]

But as soon as she finished writing, she paused.

She thought for a moment, crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it away, then dipped it in ink and wrote again:

[Thank you, sir.] 】