Chapter 191: Massaging Her Waist

Pei Jingxu was stunned and didn't react for a moment.

The slender fingertips lightly tapped the corner of his lips. Rong Jianxue's lips were a little thin, just like him, warm, cold and indifferent.

His eyebrows and eyes were also very calm, and the look he gave her was filled with a hint of... lust.

He concealed that desire very well, and to others, he looked like an extraordinary gentleman who had been banished to heaven.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Pei Jingxu with a hint of intriguing taste.

Pei Jingxu realized something belatedly.

——Just now when the two of them were in the study, she felt like she was drowning. She had no choice but to throw her arms around the man's neck and beg for mercy in a panic.

What did he say then...

He said, "Come closer, the gentleman can't hear clearly."

Therefore, the dazed Pei Jingxu put her arms around his neck, leaned forward, bit his earlobe, and begged him softly.

Of course, her crying and begging did not have any effect, but only added fuel to the fire.

This reminded Pei Jingxu of the trace of ink she had left on Rong Jianxue's earlobe while she was half asleep...

Pei Jingxu reacted, lowered his head slightly, and saw his lips clearly through the tea.

——A piece of lip balm is missing.

Her lips were already bright red, so the lack of lip balm did not arouse the suspicion of the other female relatives.

Raising her hand slightly to lighten the lip balm on her lips, Pei Jingxu then looked up and met Rong Jianxue's gaze again.

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Rong Jianxue looked at her and finally looked away.

"Ah Xu, come here."

A voice came from not far away, and Rong Xuanzhou waved at her with a smile between his eyebrows.

Pei Jingxu stood up and walked in front of the two of them.

"Erlang, what's wrong?" She didn't call him "husband".

Rong Xuanzhou's smile faltered, but he simply put his arm around Pei Jingxu's waist, making the two of them look incredibly intimate. "Big brother is here, please introduce the ladies to him."

Pei Jingxu calmly broke free from Rong Xuanzhou's shackles, a smile still on her lips, and nodded slightly to Rong Jianxue beside her: "Let me introduce you."

Rong Jianxue's gaze slowly moved upwards from her waist which had just been touched, her eyes dim, and she nodded slightly.

The women were in an uproar and talked excitedly.

Rong Xuanzhou did not linger any longer, left the women's table, and returned to his seat.

For a moment, Pei Jingxu was the only one left by Rong Jianxue's side.

Feeling the gaze coming from above his head, Pei Jingxu's scalp tingled.

She pulled the corners of her mouth, her voice slightly stiff: "Sir, this is the Shangshu's third daughter, Miss Li Zhi."

Miss Li blushed slightly and bowed slightly towards the man: "Greetings, Master Young Master."

Rong Jianxue is not someone who would vent his anger on others easily.

Just as he knew that this meeting banquet was organized by Rong Xuanzhou at the request of Pei Jingxu, he would only deal with Rong Xuanzhou, and Pei Jingxu was one of the few people he "vented his anger on".

No matter how much, he will not take his anger out on others.

Nodding slightly, Rong Jianxue behaved politely yet distantly: "The Minister's political discussions have made many contributions to the court, which is a blessing for Yunlan."

Hearing the Young Master praising my father, as a daughter, I naturally feel proud!

With a blush on her face, Miss Li bowed gratefully: "If my father heard this, he would be very happy."

Afterwards, Pei Jingxu brought Rong Jianxue to introduce other female relatives.

Rong Jianxue did not know these women, but she knew their fathers and brothers in the court.

He would not comment on the women he met for the first time, so he only talked about the merits and achievements of their fathers and brothers in the court.

After the whole circle, all the women were grateful and said they would take these words back and tell their fathers and brothers.

The original look at each other, because of Rong Jianxue's evaluation, had a bit more of a sense of serving the country and the people.

All the female relatives were immersed in the joy and shock of their fathers and brothers' achievements for Yunlan, and their thoughts on romantic love faded.

Pei Jingxu couldn't help but marvel at this when he saw it.

When it comes to weighing people's hearts, Rong Jianxue is indeed a leader.

After the introduction, Rong Jianxue did not return to the men's seat, but sat in the corner with Pei Jingxu.

Originally, Pei Jingxu was in charge of organizing this banquet, so he separated his seat from the other female relatives and only left a dining table and chairs in the corner.

After sitting down with Rong Jianxue, the originally inconspicuous corner suddenly became bright and lively.

The female members of the family were still immersed in the "praise" of the Young Master and hadn't come back to their senses. As for Pei Jingxu, not long after she sat down, that big hand covered her lower back.

The satin dress was smooth and delicate, and the fabric was cool. Pei Jingxu easily sensed the palm that was even cooler than the fabric.

He straightened his back slightly.

Pei Jingxu bit her lips lightly, her eyes sparkling: "Jun Mou, there are still people..."

The string of Buddhist beads was tied around her waist, and her slender waist couldn't even hold the beads.

His palm landed on her lower back.

Rong Jianxue's expression remained unchanged, and he sat upright, so that no one could find any fault with him.

The man lowered his voice, his tone cold and indifferent: "Just now I saw you holding your waist the whole time."

Pei Jingxu's body was tense, not daring to relax at all.

Holding a pair of chopsticks in his hand.

Pei Jingxu picked up a shrimp in an attempt to hide her guilt, but she felt an itch in her waist, and her knuckles trembled slightly, so the shrimp fell back into the porcelain plate.

She heard the man's muffled and obscure laugh.

"It was my fault."

He said he admitted his mistake, but there was no trace of remorse in his tone.

——He was massaging her waist.

The broad, warm and cool touch came through the silk, activating the meridians in her slightly sore waist.

That sounds nice.

It was as if it wasn't him who forced her to do those poses in the study just now!

Pei Jingxu bit her lip slightly, frowned her pretty eyebrows, picked up the shrimp again, and placed it in the porcelain bowl in front of him.

The meaning is obvious, let him peel the shrimp.

A satisfied man is in a very good mood.

He let her put a few more shrimps into his porcelain bowl as a small revenge.

When the shrimps in the porcelain bowl piled up into a small mountain, Pei Jingxu finally stopped.

His waist felt much more comfortable, and Rong Jianxue finally withdrew his hand.

He peeled the white shrimps in the porcelain bowl with ease.

When the crystal-clear shrimp meat was completely piled in the porcelain bowl, Rong Xuanzhou's voice rang out from beyond the screen: "Brother, you won't stay there and forget that you have a brother like me, will you?"

He was urging him to go back.

The last shrimp was also peeled intact.

Rong Jianxue slowly stood up, picked up a towel, wiped her hands, and calmly pushed the bowl of shrimp in front of her.

Without lingering at the women's seat any longer, Rong Jianxue left her seat and walked towards the men's seat outside the screen.

The banquet is coming to an end.

Even though the original meeting did not take place, the women were happy and not angry at all.

Rong Xuanzhou drank some wine.

At this moment, he was leaning on Rong Jianxue, dozing with his eyes closed.

Both the host and the guests were delighted.

Some guests stood up and left one after another.

Pei Jingxu stood up to see the guest off.

Soon, the only ones left at the men's table were Rong Jianxue, who had not yet stood up, and the drunk Rong Xuanzhou.

Rong Jianxue said indifferently, "Jiang Hui."

Jiang Hui stepped forward and said, "Sir."

"Send him back to his room to rest."

"yes."

Jiang Hui wanted to go forward and support Rong Xuanzhou.

But before he could step forward, he saw Rong Xuanzhou leaning on the table, standing up straight, and his drunken eyes met Rong Jianxue's.

"Brother, what do you think of Ah Xu?"