Chapter 22, Second Update...
Chapter Twenty-Two
Lu Yuanqing held onto Yao Anhui tightly and wouldn't let go. The two "old" old men had blushed furiously when they saw Hua Fangling and Shen Wenkang being intimate.
These two, Hua Fangling and Shen Wenkang, are a true old-fashioned person who traveled from hundreds of years ago, and a "little old-fashioned" person who has never been in a relationship. Neither of them has ever seen much of the world. For them, a kiss is already a big deal.
Especially Lu Yuanqing, in a dormitory full of men, inevitably talked about women's topics. Some of the married men even made lewd jokes. Lu Yuanqing was also inevitably asked what it felt like to hold hands and kiss his partner. Although Lu Yuanqing was old-fashioned and serious, he always avoided such topics.
However, Lu Yuanqing is now in a relationship. On the surface, he appears dignified and composed, but deep down, his heart is already turbulent and his feelings for love are quite intense.
Lu Yuanqing is not a saint, and he will naturally have impulses when facing someone he likes. However, Lu Yuanqing respects Yao Anhui very much and never does anything inappropriate. Therefore, Lu Yuanqing has never even held Yao Anhui's hand.
Lu Yuanqing, seizing the opportunity, held onto Yao Anhui's hand tightly and wouldn't let go.
Lu Yuanqing: I really want the day I get married to come soon.
Yao Anhui struggled for a moment, but Lu Yuanqing held her tightly, showing no intention of letting go, his thumb still caressing Yao Anhui's fair and tender hand.
Yao Anhui struggled a bit, drawing a puzzled look from Lu Yuanqing, who seemed not to understand why Yao Anhui was struggling.
"My hands hurt." Does this bastard know that his skin is as rough as sand? If he keeps rubbing and rubbing like that, her hands will be rubbed raw.
"Huh?" Lu Yuanqing was stunned for a moment and didn't react immediately.
Yao Anhui really didn't want to ruin the romantic atmosphere, so she held her hand up to his face and said, "Look at my hand."
It's no wonder Yao Anhui's skin is so delicate. The back of her hand, which was rubbed by Lu Yuanqing, turned completely red. If it continued, it might become swollen.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." Lu Yuanqing was also startled and quickly apologized, holding Yao Anhui's hand, unsure whether to touch it or put it down.
While feeling sorry for his wife, Lu Yuanqing also thought that since his wife was so delicate, should he also get some face cream to apply to her hands and face?
"I'm going to the clinic to get some medicine," Lu Yuanqing said, and started to walk out.
Yao Anhui quickly stopped him: "No, no, no, it's just a little red. What are you going to say when you go to get the medicine? You can't exactly say that your hands are too rough and made my hands red, can you?"
Yao Anhui couldn't help but glare at Lu Yuanqing. If she really said that, wouldn't she have no shame?
"You can't just leave it like this, can you?" Lu Yuanqing said worriedly. "I don't need to tell them the truth. I'll just say that I accidentally tripped and scraped myself."
“You really don’t need to go, tomorrow will be fine,” Yao Anhui said, holding Lu Yuanqing’s hand.
"Then sit here for a while, I'll get you a wet towel to apply a cold compress." Lu Yuanqing then settled Yao Anhui on the wooden sofa in the room.
Yao Anhui's home is fully furnished. This sofa was also "bought" by Hua Fangling. With the soft cushions, it is indeed very comfortable to sit on.
Lu Yuanqing quickly returned with a wet towel, carefully and tenderly wrapping Yao Anhui's slightly swollen hand inside.
"Does it hurt? I'll definitely be more careful next time." Lu Yuanqing really didn't expect that a girl's skin could be so delicate.
No, Lu Yuanqing thought back and realized that his wife's skin was even more delicate than a baby's.
Yao Anhui felt extremely shy under Lu Yuanqing's burning gaze and subconsciously lowered her head to avoid his eyes: "Just don't use so much force next time."
Unbeknownst to Yao Anhui, her shyly lowered eyes and the blush rising on her cheeks made her appear so captivating. In Lu Yuanqing's eyes, Yao Anhui was like a luscious, tempting red apple.
So when Yao Anhui had finished pretending to be reserved and shy, she found that Lu Yuanqing had already sat down next to her, his head getting closer and closer.
Lu Yuanqing stared at Yao Anhui with fiery eyes: "Huihui, I've wanted to call you that for a long time, and I've wanted to do it for a long time..."
Yao Anhui felt that Lu Yuanqing was too close; her heart was pounding loudly, while his voice was soft: "What did you say?"
Lu Yuanqing swallowed all of Yao Anhui's words. The man aggressively approached her, their lips meeting, as if they were seizing the high ground on a battlefield.
Soon, Lu Yuanqing had taken over Yao Anhui's territory. Before noon today, Lu Yuanqing had never even held a girl's hand. At this moment, he had become self-taught and pried open her jaw, forcing her to exchange breaths with Lu Yuanqing.
Yao Anhui felt like she had wasted decades of her life. She had always thought that the sum of her ages in her past and present lives was twenty years older than Lu Yuanqing, and that she was absolutely confident that she could have the upper hand in her relationship with Lu Yuanqing. But she never expected that a single kiss would make her lose her composure. It was such a disgrace to her as the Noble Consort.
The atmosphere became increasingly romantic, and under Lu Yuanqing's intense offensive, Yao Anhui quickly crumbled.
"Ugh...it hurts..." Yao Anhui suddenly cried out, causing Lu Yuanqing to release her.
Lu Yuanqing unconsciously tightened his grip on Yao Anhui's waist, causing Yao Anhui, who was already in pain, to grab him.
Yao Anhui's strength was like a tickle to Lu Yuanqing. If Lu Yuanqing hadn't been afraid that things would get out of hand if they continued kissing, he definitely wouldn't have let her go so easily.
However, Yao Anhui's skin was really, really too delicate. When Lu Yuanqing released her, Yao Anhui's swollen lips and blood-red cheeks added a stunning beauty to her.
At this moment, Yao Anhui was like a flower after being ravaged by a storm, possessing a different kind of breathtaking beauty.
Lu Yuanqing, who had been a monk for 25 years and had never eaten meat, was immediately captivated. He had never seen anything like this before.
A thud... It was the sound Lu Yuanqing forced himself to suppress.
Lu Yuanqing said in a hoarse voice, "Sister Hua next door should have finished cooking by now. Why don't I go and bring the food over so you can eat here?"
Lu Yuanqing appeared to be seeking Yao Anhui's opinion, but in reality, he left without waiting for her reply. Just kidding, how could Lu Yuanqing possibly allow Yao Anhui to appear in front of others like this?
Yao Anhui had no objection to this; as a person from a pre-feudal society, she was not yet open to this procedure.
When Lu Yuanqing went next door, he happened to see Shen Wenkang carrying a tray with several dishes and rice on it, walking out. Lu Yuanqing and Shen Wenkang made eye contact.
"You've come at the right time. My wife has already prepared the meal. She's not feeling well right now, so why don't you take it to the next room to eat?"
Shen Wenkang placed the tray in Lu Yuanqing's hands and promptly carried it to the gate. Lu Yuanqing knew perfectly well what Shen Wenkang had done.
That's good, at least Yao Anhui won't feel embarrassed.
However, at this moment, Lu Yuanqing and Shen Wenkang were both thinking about the same thing: it was not appropriate for the two families to eat together.
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