Chapter 47 Gift

The night was cool and still, and the moonlight was pale.

The thin blanket arched its graceful lines, warmly enveloping the little one sleeping soundly inside.

Zhou Jin had not yet washed up and was still smelling of perfume and alcohol. Looking at the woman's beautiful sleeping face, he raised his hand and tugged at his collar.

Poor Cuiguo was assigned to keep watch tonight, and her groupmate was Lvguo.

In order to prevent Lüguo from getting close to Zhou Jin and stealing her aunt's favor, she had no choice but to step forward and cautiously ask, "Third Master, would you like the lamps lit?"

Zhou Jin leaned against the bed frame, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down: "Prepare water, and roll it away."

What an idiot!

Cuiguo retreated as if fleeing, and pulled away Lüguo, who was waiting at the door.

The person on the bed made rustling noises, changing from lying flat with the blankets rising and falling over their chest to lying on their side.

The moon was high in the sky, bathing most of the room in its radiant light.

Zhou Jin immediately noticed the rounded shape encased in the thin pajamas, the quilt tucked under her armpits pressing and pushing against her, making her cleavage appear even deeper.

He took a deep breath and finally couldn't resist waiting for the water to come. He leaned forward and grabbed her small wrist that was outside the blanket. The moment he pressed her wrist onto the pillow, her side-lying position was turned into a flat one.

He kissed the lips he had longed for day and night, first feeling satisfied, then overwhelmed with desire.

Li Qu was awakened when he grabbed her wrist and pressed her down.

He didn't give her time to think; he went straight to demanding territory and territory.

With just one kiss, Li Qu could already feel his burning desire.

He pulled back the bedding that he envied, kissed the sensitive nerves of her neck deeply, grasped her soft waist, and pulled her down to his abdomen, letting her feel his pleasure through her clothes.

She struggled, pushed, and strongly expressed her dissatisfaction.

He was caught off guard and kicked in the chest, knocking him off the bed.

The moonlight illuminated the expression on his face, revealing an unconscious frown of displeasure.

Li Qu shrank further into the bed, complaining and snorting, "Master broke his promise first, and he's covered in perfume! He couldn't get anywhere else, so he came here to disturb my peaceful sleep!"

The room reeked of alcohol, and Li Qu was extremely disgusted: "I haven't washed up yet!"

Zhou Jin sat on the ground, raised his hand to pinch his brow, his large hand casting a shadow that prevented her from fully seeing his expression.

That kick she just delivered was indeed quite forceful. Feeling uneasy, she chose to continue observing.

Zhou Jin couldn't bring himself to say anything harsh to her. He got up and walked silently toward the bathroom.

It's past midnight now, and he said he'd come back to coax her to sleep, but he broke his promise first.

Without making a sound, Li Qu soon heard the loud sound of water coming from the bathhouse.

Green Fruit entered and lit the lamp. Poor Jade Fruit, in order to prevent Green Fruit from getting close to Third Master, could only wait anxiously at the entrance of the bathhouse.

After Zhou Jin finished washing up, he went straight out of the bath room without having anyone else come in to serve him.

Cuiguo escaped death by a hair's breadth.

Once inside, he sat down on the edge of the bed, his gaze lingering on Li Qu, who was wrapped in a blanket and had her back to him.

Someone brought him a hangover soup, which he took, drank, and then placed the bowl on a tray.

"You're really that temperamental?" He looked at the curve of her shapely buttocks, his mind filled with lewd thoughts.

"Hmph!" She snorted heavily, which made Zhou Jin's lips unconsciously curl into a slight smile.

"I came back a little late, it's not like I wasn't coming back at all, why are you so angry?"

Li Qu sat up abruptly from the bed: "Master can come back whenever he wants, it's none of my business."

"But Master has been gone for almost two months, and he promised to bring me a gift. How can this be, how can this be..."

She seemed both ashamed to speak and gritted her teeth, her expression incredibly vivid.

He leaned against the bed railing, his eyes fixed on her greedily.

"Using that kind of thing to appease your concubine!"

Li Qu felt extremely ashamed whenever this matter was mentioned!

She returned to Fanghua Garden in the afternoon with Honggu and Cuiguo, and the gifts Zhou Jin had brought for her also arrived.

With the generous gift from the Bai family already in the picture, and the glass epiphyllum that Zhou Jin brought back for her last time, everyone was filled with curiosity about the gift Zhou Jin would give this time.

So, amidst everyone's curiosity, anticipation, envy, and other expressions, Li Qu opened the box.

At that moment, everyone looked at the items in the box and remained silent for ten seconds in unison.

Then Cuiguo asked the crucial question: "Isn't this jade hairpin too thick? It's thicker than my hair!"

As she spoke, she reached up and grabbed her long ponytail at the back of her head to measure it, then made a 'C' gesture that was not quite an 'O'.

“This servant has thick hair, and the amount of hair is astonishing.”

The green fruit on one side was already blushing with embarrassment, its head hanging low, not daring to look directly at anyone.

Granny Xu raised her hand and closed the lid, shooing the two bewildered girls, Hongguo and Cuiguo, out of the room.

The green fruit trailed behind the two, making them walk with a swaying gait.

Granny Xu couldn't help but glance at Li Qu, her old face flushed, and she looked away, coughing, "Please enjoy the view yourself, Auntie."

Then he went out.

Li Qu remained expressionless, his eyes glazed over, experiencing firsthand what felt like a large-scale ancient social death scene.

She will have no face left in her own Fanghuayuan Group.

How could I not hate Zhou Jin, that utter scoundrel!

Zhou Jin vaguely heard the sound of teeth grinding, and his smile deepened: "Didn't you write to me first, mentioning Lu Hua..."

"Shut up!" Li Qu immediately raised her hand to interrupt him.

Zhou Jin grabbed her wrist, pulled her forward with force amidst her gasp, and then used his other arm to catch her under her armpit, lifting her onto his lap.

"To relieve your longing day and night, I went to great lengths to find this treasure."

She knelt with her knees together, pressing them against his lower abdomen, facing him as she sat on his thighs, angrily pounding his chest.

He grabbed her hand: "You've already used it? Don't you like it?"

Li Qu cried, "I'm so angry!"

With his other hand, he held her soft waist through her clothes, caressing her tenderly: "Where did you go?"

She changed her expression and sneered, "Anyway, I can't possibly find it!"

"What, you don't miss me?"

His seemingly casual question was actually a death trap.

She composed herself, a slight smile playing on her lips, and looked up at him shyly, catching the burning desire in his eyes.

She instinctively avoided his aggressive gaze, seemingly out of shyness.

She took the initiative to reach out and wrap her arms around his neck, then leaned forward to kiss his slightly cool lips.

He was pleased with her initiative.

As he moved away from the railing, he followed her retreating head, forehead to forehead, his gaze falling on her rosy lips.

He watched those alluring lips open and close, uttering the words he wanted to hear.

"I miss you, my lord."

He kissed her lips, his large hand on her waist supporting her lower back, and pushed her towards him.

She naturally parted her knees, and his force pulled her closer to him.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

His heart was already yearning to return home, stirred by her letters.

He didn't know if she really missed him.

He really missed her.

I think about it day and night, I crave it after savoring its flavor, and I think about it whenever I'm quiet.

He ordered someone to enter and extinguish the candles in the room, then pulled down the nightgown hanging on her shoulder and savored her beauty.

He pushed her onto the moonlit carpet, looking down at her alluringly vulnerable state as she was being bullied.

His eyes, hidden from the moonlight, were filled with possessiveness towards her.

He vented his frustration at being provoked by her, listening to her soft sobs and whimpering pleas.

He adored her.

He said, "Little Aqu."

"You'd better be telling the truth."

He will use time to measure her worth.

Tonight, the moonlight is vast and indescribably beautiful.