The servant quickly lowered her head, not daring to move. She didn't know what she had said to offend the young lady, but it was clear that what she said was the truth.
Looking at the servant's expression, Su Wanyu remembered that this was not the former marquis' mansion.
"Forget it, just go out." Su Wanyu frowned and closed the wardrobe door. These clothes were really unsightly.
The servant hurriedly took his leave and walked out of the room with a lingering fear in his heart. The young lady was really scary just now. Her aura was almost catching up with that of the master.
Su Wanyu then rummaged through the closet for a long time, but all the clothes were open-chested and arm-exposed. She felt embarrassed just looking at them and almost fainted from anger at these clothes.
Finally, I found a set that didn't expose my arms or legs. I took it out with satisfaction and walked to the bathroom.
It took an hour after I finished showering and changed my clothes.
She then walked to Song Jihuai's door, gently pushed it open, and poked her little head in.
When Song Jihuai heard the sound at the door, he subconsciously looked up and saw this scene.
Her long black hair fell softly as she leaned sideways. Her palm-sized face was as white as jade, and her large, watery eyes, like glass, stared straight at him.
He raised his eyebrows. What was he going to do?
Su Wanyu pursed her lips and smiled, suppressing her shyness as she entered the room. She leaned against the door and said softly to Song Jihuai, "Husband."
The soft Wu dialect made Song Jihuai's heart tremble.
He quickly suppressed his palpitations and looked at Su Wanyu expressionlessly. However, when he met her bright smile, his expression softened considerably. "I heard you lost your temper just now?"
After asking, Song Jihuai also felt that he was asking unnecessary questions. It would be strange if this young lady didn't lose her temper one day.
But Su Wanyu's reaction was beyond his expectations. The smile on her face quickly disappeared. She lowered her head, and her two slender white index fingers tapped her chest one by one. She was so cute!
Her soft voice also came into my ears: "No, no."
But these words were obviously not convincing. Her ears were red as if they were burned by fire, which made her look even more adorable.
Okay.
Song Jihuai reluctantly convinced himself to believe it verbally, then asked again: "It's so late, what's wrong with you?"
Su Wanyu still lowered her head, her hands lowered from the corners of her clothes that she had subconsciously clutched. She didn't rush to answer, but moved slowly towards the bed like a snail: "Come, come and serve your husband."
Her head hung even lower.
Sleep with the emperor?
He naturally understood the meaning of these two words, but he was so shocked that he even ignored the wording.
In the past, Su Wanyu was extremely cold towards him, never taking the initiative to speak if she could, and would always take a detour when she saw him. But now she took the initiative to walk to his room and asked to sleep with him?
Did you cut your wrist and brain?
But Su Wanyu in front of him was shy and serious, and Song Jihuai inexplicably felt that she was serious.
Su Wanyu stood still, at least one meter away from the bed.
He took a look and saw that Su Wanyu was wrapped up tightly. He laughed and said, "You're going to sleep with me dressed like this?"
Su Wanyu raised her eyes and met those smiling eyes. Her gaze was dodging. However, when she thought of the pajamas she had just seen, her cheeks became hot. “Well, those clothes are too immodest.”
Girls from good families wouldn't wear that.
dignified?
Song Jihuai found it increasingly amusing and closed the notebook in his hand: "Those clothes were all chosen by you personally. You like them very much."
How can you wear clothes like that outside?
Su Wanyu pursed her lips, feeling shy and angry. But since it happened in the past, she could only make up an excuse: "I, I don't like those clothes anymore."
Yeah?
Song Jihuai's eyes were gloomy. Su Wanyu raised her eyes and smiled sweetly at him.
His tense face broke in an instant. If she doesn't like it, then she doesn't like it. As long as she doesn't make trouble, it's fine: "I'll have someone send you a new one tomorrow."
Su Wanyu's smile became even sweeter: "Thank you, husband, you are so kind."
Is he so nice?
Not many people dare to say this, and Su Wanyu... is doing this for the first time.
She used to be expressionless, but today she was smiling so sweetly... He subconsciously felt that this woman was about to start acting up again.
However, he felt willing to act like a demon if she was willing to smile like this often.
Damn it.
Song Jihuai felt a little pain between his eyebrows. Looking at the shy and sweet appearance of the little woman, he got up from the bed and stood in front of Su Wanyu.
Song Jihuai's breath enveloped Su Wanyu completely. Although there was no physical contact between the two of them, she felt her face flush and subconsciously stepped back.
She retreated step by step, and Song Jihuai pressed forward step by step, with a distance between them that was neither far nor close.
until…………
With a dull "bang", Su Wanyu hit the wall behind her. For the first time, she felt that the room was a little small.
Song Jihuai's voice was low and hoarse. It was hard for him not to have other thoughts when the woman he liked came to his room late at night and said such ambiguous words: "Didn't you say you wanted to sleep with me? Why did you run away?"
He stretched out his long arm and pressed it against the wall, clearly doing a wall-dong.
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