Chapter 180 This thing is weird

A group of people talked and laughed, and then walked in.

Lu Yuming and Song Jingyun stayed where they were, without moving their feet.

"Aren't you going in?" Wei Liangji raised his eyebrows. "This is a rare opportunity."

"I suddenly remembered that I have other things to do today, so I can't attend this poetry meeting. I'm really sorry." Song Jingyun bowed.

No matter how pretentious it sounds, no matter how pure and unworldly it seems, Wanchunlou is still a brothel.

This is not the place for him to go.

The so-called romantic and talented scholar is a story that will be passed down through the ages, and the romanticism comes before the talent.

What's more, no matter how beautiful those so-called sisters are, can they be as beautiful as his wife?

No matter how talented he is, can he be as talented as his wife? Not only can his wife compose poems, she can also do business. Her mind is full of wonderful ideas that he can't even think of. No one in the world can compare to her!

Song Jingyun didn't think that there was any woman in the world who was better than his own wife or worth seeing.

Seeing Song Jingyun say this, Wei Liangji was stunned at first, then he reached out and patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, your wife won't know about this. Besides, we are just here to hold a poetry meeting, and we won't do anything vulgar."

"Yes, Mr. Song, you don't have to be so cautious."

"This is a rare opportunity. Men are naturally romantic. You were invited by us. Your wife will surely understand and won't say anything."

"If it doesn't work, I'll go to your house and act as a lobbyist..."

"It's true that I have something to do. It has nothing to do with my wife at home." Song Jingyun's expression was serious.

Song Jingyun usually had a gentle temperament. Even when he was discussing academic matters with others and had a debate on different opinions, he always spoke gently. It could be said that this was the first time that everyone had seen him with such a serious expression.

Everyone looked at each other and immediately had some thoughts in their minds.

If a man is afraid of his wife, he may appear afraid on the outside but not on the inside. He may even feel angry and dissatisfied because of being suppressed by his wife for a long time. He wants to find the right opportunity to turn things around, or simply do something secretly to prove that he still has some status in the family.

Song Jingyun's eyes were calm, and he did not have either of these two expressions. It seemed that he was not the kind of henpecked man who had lustful thoughts but lacked the courage. Instead, he was the kind of henpecked man who loved his wife so much that he did not want to be unruly and have affairs with other women outside.

Wei Liangji understood and nodded, "Since Mr. Song still has things to do, we won't try to keep him."

"By the way, let's give this to Mr. Song."

After saying that, Wei Liangji stuffed a small booklet in his arms into Song Jingyun's hands.

"This is……"

Song Jingyun stretched out his hand to flip it, but Wei Liangji held his hand back, "This is a good thing. I found it with great difficulty. You must not let others see it in public. It is better to take a closer look after you go back."

"Okay." Song Jingyun nodded.

Although this place was brightly lit with lanterns and candles, it was also very noisy and not a good place to read.

After putting the booklet away, Song Jingyun bowed and left.

Lu Yuming also claimed that he was not feeling well and found an excuse to go home.

He got married earlier than Song Jingyun, and married his childhood sweetheart, a distant cousin who was of equal social status.

His cousin was gentle and virtuous. Although she had not read many books and could not read many words, she was obedient to him and served him when he was reading. Whenever she saw him reading, her eyes were full of admiration.

A big part of the reason why Lu Yuming studied hard was because of his cousin.

So he didn't want to go to such occasions.

Seeing Lu Yuming like this, others did not force him too much, and the remaining people gathered and entered Wanchun Tower.

Song Jingyun and Lu Yuming walked back together, and after separating at the street corner, they went home separately.

When she got home, Jiang Mixia was leaning on the couch with a small heater in her arms, reading a storybook. Seeing Song Jingyun coming back cold, she asked Zhu Cui to make some hot tea, and she burned the charcoal fire a little more vigorously.

"Didn't you say you were going to a poetry reading? Why are you back so soon?" Jiang Mixia was a little surprised.

"It's nothing interesting, so I came back early." Song Jingyun said with a smile.

"I'm afraid no one is eating at this time." After Jiang Mixia asked, she saw Song Jingyun nodded, so she called Zhucui and Chengmao to make a bowl of egg noodles.

The clear soup with poached egg noodles was cooked with some tender cabbage leaves. But Zhucui was afraid that the egg noodles alone would be boring, so she cut a plate of braised pork elbow and mixed some bean curd and celery into a cold dish.

Song Jingyun was also very hungry at this time, and he ate with chopsticks.

Seeing Song Jingyun eating happily, Jiang Mixia had just read an important plot in the storybook, so she curled up on the soft couch and continued to read the storybook.

Seeing Jiang Mixia reading the storybook seriously, Song Jingyun remembered the booklet Wei Liangji gave him, so he took it out to take a look while eating.

The booklet was small. Although it was also a thread-bound book, it was only half the size of an ordinary book, and there was no writing on the cover.

Song Jingyun turned to the first page.

Forehead……

There are still no words, but there are pictures.

A man and a woman, half naked, were displaying some indescribable cheese that would surely not pass muster if described.

The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!

Song Jingyun, "..."

With a "whoosh", Song Jingyun subconsciously closed the booklet.

but……

This thing is so weird, should I read it again? Song Jingyun opened another page and then closed it again with a loud bang.

After repeating this several times, Jiang Mixia noticed something was wrong with Song Jingyun and poked her head out from behind the book. "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing..." Song Jingyun stuffed the booklet into his sleeve at lightning speed, lowered his head, and used chopsticks to stuff the noodles in the bowl into his mouth.

Jiang Mixia blinked and looked at Song Jingyun whose face was slightly red.

The little son-in-law seems a little weird today.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Jiang Mixia felt that Song Jingyun was more and more strange.

Normally, they would sleep in each other's arms, but today Song Jingyun turned over early, leaving Jiang Mixia with only his back.

Jiang Mixia was surprised, but she also felt that Song Jingyun was probably a little tired from studying today. In addition, she had been talking to Zheng Yuanhe for a long time today and was also a little tired, so she simply turned over.

When Song Jingyun heard Jiang Mixia's even breathing, as if she was soundly asleep, he gently got up and took out the booklet again by the candlelight at the bedside.

Watch carefully.

When I looked up, I saw that it was late at night.

When he put away the booklet, Song Jingyun felt upset and his face was burning.

Especially when he saw the lady beside him, his heart felt more like a cat's paw.

Itchy.

After struggling for a long time, Song Jingyun finally reached out his evil hand...

Jiang Mixia was awakened by the shock.

Because I can't breathe.

But when she opened her eyes, she felt Song Jingyun's passionate kiss and his dishonest hands.

Jiang Mixia, "..."

My son-in-law, this is...

The little train passed slowly, making a dull "woo-woo" sound 　　 　 (End of this chapter)