Chapter 80 "Husband, let's consummate our marriage." "Husband, let's...

Because of this unintentional preference.

Zhang Min is not only bold, but also extremely presumptuous.

He silently picked up the clear water from the stream and splashed it in front of Ye Jindian who was washing her hands with water.

The water droplets splashed, splashing out translucent white flowers. The lace was plated with a few strands of light gold unique to sunlight, and the petals were printed with sparse and light shadows of branches and leaves, which was particularly beautiful.

Ye Jindian turned her head away, closed her eyes, remained silent, and did not move.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Zhang Min's joy slowly faded. He wiped the stream water onto his waist with his hands and nervously leaned over to look.

"My lady, you didn't—"

The remaining words were extinguished by the water droplets.

Ye Jindian stood with her back to the sun, her peach blossom eyes filled with satisfaction after her little plan had succeeded.

"It turns out that even a man as smart as my husband can be fooled by his own impatience."

She stood up and ran a few steps forward.

Spots of light danced on her body.

Zhang Min subconsciously wanted to chase after her, but was stopped by her.

"Don't come over here, you stay over there."

She gathered the hem of her skirt up to her knees and tied it, then rolled up her trouser legs, took off her shoes and threw them away.

Bare feet, with a healthy pink hue, stepped on the cool stones in the stream.

She stretched her right foot and splashed some water.

The splash of water and the bright smile hit Zhang Min and struck his heart.

All I could hear was the pounding of my heart.

He understood instantly, took off his loose outer robe, threw it far away, took off his shoes, and stepped into the water.

The two of them splashed water like little children.

The laughter and the sound of water reached the sky, startling the birds in the forest.

After his clothes were soaked, Zhang Min even acted pitiful, led his wife over, and threw her into the stream while holding her.

certainly.

He fell on the stone, and his wife fell into his arms.

Everything he does is based on his wife's mood.

If Ye Jindian frowned slightly, he would immediately admit his mistake and ask for her forgiveness; if she was not angry, he could then go a little further.

For a moment, no one knew who was controlling whom.

Ye Jindian pretended to be annoyed, pressed his chest and pushed him down, then buried herself in the shallow water.

Snow-blue and light peach colors intertwined and floated to the surface of the water.

In the clear stream, the waves are rippling slightly, the sunlight on the flowers and trees above is blurred, and only the bright smile in the peach blossoms' eyes is eye-catching.

The water is a paradise of its own, where all is silent.

Zhang Min could clearly hear the never-ending drumbeats in his ears, which were the echoes of love that refused to stop, washed away by the clear streams in the mountains.

He raised his head, as if chasing the light, and kissed the corner of her lips.

A touch like a dragonfly skimming the water.

*

Once people become indulged, they will become extremely restless.

Even when taking a break, he still acts like a demon.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ye Jindian lying on the grass. Zhang Min held her down, protecting the back of her head with one hand and holding her lower back with the other. He rolled to the side and blocked her under the roots of a big tree, surrounding her with his body temperature.

Don't let her escape.

Ye Jindian stretched out her hand and placed it on his shoulder, but her fingers were spread apart and she was pressed to the grass.

She was stunned for a moment.

This scene...why does it seem familiar?

"What's wrong?" Zhang Min noticed her dazed look and immediately asked, "Is there something wrong with me?"

Ye Jindian shook her head.

She must have been overthinking it. She and her husband had never...

etc.

She suddenly remembered a long-lost dream.

illusion.

The face, covered with cold moisture, suddenly emitted a red cloud.

She closed her eyes and turned away in annoyance.

Zhang Min looked at his red ears, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he swallowed unconsciously.

The swallowing sound was right next to my ear.

No matter how subtle it was, Ye Jindian could still hear it clearly.

She pushed his shoulder and tried to calm down: "The grass is uncomfortable, get up."

Zhang Min looked at her rare embarrassment, moved his fingertips, supported himself with his hands to turn over, sat down against the tree, then picked her up and sat her on top of him, unwilling to let go.

He stretched out one leg to serve as a seat, and propped up the other leg to provide her with a backrest.

It's very thoughtful.

Ye Jindian: “…”

"Madam..." Zhang Min's ears turned red as he hugged her. "What are you thinking about?"

Ye Jindian looked away.

She tried to divert her thoughts by looking at the blooming mountain flowers beside her.

"Are you thinking about..." me?

Before Zhang Min finished speaking, Ye Jindian reached out and pulled the vine next to him.

“Snap—”

Vines fell and buried him.

The vines piled up around her legs.

“…”

Ye Jindian had no choice but to dig him out again.

Zhang Min: “…”

My wife's favor faded a little too quickly.

Ye Jindian met his resentful gaze, coughed lightly, untied the thin vine, and weaved it into a circle: "I'll weave a little thing and give it to my husband as an apology. Will you calm down?"

Zhang Min was not angry at all.

But since his wife wanted to give him something, how could he bear to refuse?

He watched as her fingers flew in and out, up and down, twisting the vines around and around, weaving in wild flowers to make a crown of exceptionally gorgeous colors.

She handed him the crown with a smile.

Zhang Min: “…”

Wouldn't it be more in line with the world for him to weave something like a flower crown and give it to his wife?

Seeing that he didn't move, Ye Jindian lowered her eyes and looked at her handiwork.

This flower crown looks okay.

Grand and beautiful.

"Husband, don't you like it?"

She withdrew her hand regretfully, preparing to put the crown aside and make other small things.

Zhang Min couldn't bear to see her disappointed, so he reached out and held her wrist. "No, I like it very much, but..." He lowered his head and looked up at Ye Jindian, his dark eyes slightly curved in a smile. "...I was wondering if it would be too much to let my wife put it on me personally."

Ye Jindian: “…”

Who pampers and who becomes arrogant?

"Won't."

She put the wreath on him.

His skin was as white as jade, with a hint of pink due to his active muscles. He was already extremely handsome, and with the flower crown on his face, he looked a bit androgynous.

But it didn't.

The flower crown only brought out the gentleness in him.

Ye Jindian felt that the flower crown looked just right on him.

But this also means that the flower crown does not add much to his appearance.

"Isn't this apology a little too simple?" She couldn't help but stretch out her hand to straighten the folded leaves, secretly lamenting how anyone could surpass the mountain flowers.

A slight blush appeared on Zhang Min's neck.

He followed her movements, raised his eyes to look at her wrist bone, and after a while, he lowered his gaze and said with a smile: "Everything my wife gives you is the best thing in the world."

Every flower, every tree, every leaf, every piece of soil is excellent.

Ye Jindian couldn't stand his serious and corny words, but she wouldn't feel embarrassed if he was more casual and frivolous.

The hard outer shell that had formed in response to the test disappeared at this moment, revealing the soft and sensitive heart inside, beating wildly.

The lady blushed for him.

Zhang Min realized this and became bolder.

even--

For a moment, he felt an urge to tell everything in his heart.

However, the urgency of the upcoming expedition and the scene of her fainting last time flashed through his mind one after another.

The words that had already come to his lips turned around in his mouth several times before he swallowed them.

The wind rises in the forest.

Ye Jindian tilted her head and sneezed.

Zhang Min suddenly came to his senses, knelt on one knee with his back to her, took her hand without permission, put it on his shoulder, arched his back, and carried her steadily on his back.

Ye Jindian was distracted and felt like a leaf, lightly lifted by the wind.

"Husband?"

She widened her eyes and asked in doubt.

Zhang Min passed his arm through her legs and lifted her up: "It's not far from home. It won't take a moment to get back. I can carry you."

Ye Jindian: "...then let me go when you are tired."

Zhang Min responded with a "hmm", but in his heart he was thinking, he wouldn't let go, he wished this road was longer.

It would be best if you could walk from the north of the capital to the south of the capital, which would take three days and two nights.

But he had no such luck.

Less than half a cup of tea later, Ye Jindian saw the peddler walking through the streets and alleys. She tugged at the coat he was wearing, patted his shoulder, asked him to stop, and ran to pick out many hairpins and things for women to tie their hair.

Zhang Min stood in the wind's vent to block the wind for her.

Ye Jindian placed three or four hairpins and eight hairbands in her palm and handed them to him: "Do you like this, my husband?"

Peddler: “???”

He looked left and right, his face full of confusion.

Zhang Min didn't understand why, but he still said truthfully: "I like it."

It will definitely look good when my wife uses it.

Since he liked it too, Ye Jindian gave him the money readily.

She held the hairpin and hairband, no longer letting him carry them, and instead held his hand as they walked towards home.

The weather is getting hotter.

Ordinary families don’t have ice cellars, so most of them go into the water to cool down, or find an alley or the shade of a tree to sit down and chat.

There are many people like them who are soaking wet.

Passing by the end of the alley, they happened to meet a big-eyed scholar running hurriedly forward.

At first, neither of them paid much attention to him.

Until he stopped at the door and was driven away by the loud barking of Xiao Huang through a wooden door.

Only then did Ye Jindian notice the notebook in the other person's hand.

The script she wanted has been written!

She excitedly pulled away Zhang Min's hand and walked forward quickly: "My dear, are you looking for me?"

The big-eyed scholar turned around and smiled shyly: "Yes."

Zhang Min: “???”

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the big-eyed scholar.

What kind of weak scholar is this? Where did he come from? Are all the secret guards dead? There are things like this, and they don't even know how to deal with them.

He slightly suppressed his unfriendly aura and walked behind the lady.

The scholar being stared at: "..."

He quickly stuffed the storybook into Ye Jindian's hand, said, "I have written it according to what you said. If you are not satisfied, let me know again," and ran away.

Ye Jindian said the word "good", and as soon as the last word fell, the scholar disappeared.

“…”

She turned around in confusion and looked at Zhang Min.

Zhang Min had already put away his ferocious look, and now had a gentle and soft look on his face. He cast his eyes on her hand and said, "What new storybook did you buy, my lady? Let's read it together tonight?"

He wanted to see what the scholar had written.

Ye Jindian put away the book in her hand and pushed the door open: "No, you can't read this book."

Zhang Min: “???”

Zhang Min: “!!!”

Ye Jindian said she didn't want to show it to him, but she casually put it on the table and pressed it with her newly bought hairpins and hairband.

Zhang Min took a look and was more concerned about her health. He was also afraid that she would be angry, so he didn't dare to do anything wrong. He had to give up the idea of ​​peeking and ran to boil some warm water so that she could take a good shower.

When Ye Jindian was changing clothes behind the screen, she always felt that she heard the sound of wood being chopped and cracking.

Xiao Huang squatted at the door, wagging his tail and turning his head to smile at her foolishly.

She squatted down, rubbed the dog's head, and said with a helpless smile: "Why are you so obedient? I won't drive you away just because you make trouble."

*

It takes a while for the water to heat up.

Zhang Min first took a cold shower, then took out the rice and meat in the twilight, washed it carefully, and cut it.

Ye Jindian sat on the wood in the inner corridor, looking at Xiao Huang who was chewing on soaked rice and bones, thinking that someone must have contributed to Xiao Huang's smooth and strong appearance.

Considering that he always hands over his monthly salary in full, how could he have the spare money to buy dried meat and bones?

She raised her eyes to look at the busy figure behind the windowsill.

Another flaw.

She thought.

How could a smart person like him not know the flaws he has revealed?

Ye Jindian's eyes dropped from the window and stopped at her feet.

Under the wooden board, in the cracks of the stones, the snail's tentacles cautiously emerged from its shell.

Ye Jindian couldn't help but bend down and reach out to poke the snail's shell.

With a "whoosh", the tentacles immediately retracted.

She withdrew her finger, feeling inexplicably amused.

Golden light gently swept across her face, the wind blew her long hair, and the smile on her lips was blurred by the soft colors.

Zhang Min looked out through the window frame and caught it clearly.

*

The meal is over.

After sitting for a while, Ye Jindian went behind the screen to take a bath.

Zhang Min cleared the table and dishes, and couldn't help but take a cold shower to wash away the smell of firewood. With cool water vapor and a loose robe on his body, he avoided Xiao Huang who was chasing him enthusiastically and returned to the inner room to read.

The storybook and hairpins were moved to the bookshelf and placed at the end of the bed.

He looked at the annotated version of "X National Policy" in his hand, and after reading a chapter, he couldn't help but look at it.

After going back and forth several times, Ye Jindian suddenly called out, "Husband."

Someone, feeling guilty, almost dropped the ancient bamboo slips on his thigh with a trembling finger.

fortunately.

He was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and managed to keep it steady, preventing it from actually crashing.

He cleared his throat, put down the bamboo slips, walked to the side of the screen, stared at the yellow sand at the bottom, and asked, "What's the matter, my lady?"

Ye Jindian: "Come in and do me a favor."

Go in, go in?

Zhang Min thought, this... isn't a good idea.

He took a step back, turned around, and took two or three steps behind the screen.

"The water is cold?" He looked at her cheek politely, not looking under the water.

Ye Jindian turned around and lay on the bathtub to look at him: "My pajamas accidentally got wet, and other clothes are uncomfortable to sleep in. My husband, do you have other pajamas that I can borrow for one night?"

Zhang Min turned his eyes away from his dripping arms: "Yes. I'll get it."

He turned around and rummaged through the boxes to find the softest and most comfortable one.

When he went in just now, the hot mist had dissipated. He was afraid that the water would be cold at night and his wife would catch a cold, so he did not go in and put his clothes on the screen.

Ye Jindian reached out to take it.

A warm palm with moist water vapor fell on the back of his hand.

In just a moment, he pulled his hand away, took the clothes away, and put them on with a rustle of his fingers.

Zhang Min covered the back of his burning hand and turned around when he heard footsteps. He said, "My dear, you go to sleep first. I'll..."

The rest of his words were cut short by Ye Jindian's hand that pushed towards him.

She pressed his chest, pushed him all the way to the edge of the bed, and leaned over him.

A strand of hair slipped from her shoulder and fell into Zhang Min's collar, which he had accidentally opened, leaving a long water mark, like a wet and slippery arm, reaching into her chest and clinging to it.

Zhang Min's throat tightened.

Ye Jindian raised her hand and tangled his scattered hair: "Husband, let's consummate our marriage."