Chapter 15: "Nothing else, just an advance payment."
Yun Sheng instinctively retreated, causing her lower back to hit the corner of the table.
The sharp corner of the table pricked the soft flesh of her waist, gradually causing pain.
She lowered her voice and pretended to be calm, saying, "No, I didn't hide anything."
"Is that so?" Xiao Xu said indifferently.
He thought he should tell her that her lying wasn't very clever, but it didn't seem necessary.
He gazed silently at the face before him.
She avoided his gaze, pursed her lips, and her eyelashes trembled slightly from time to time.
Noticing the wrinkles in her clothes at the waist caused by the corner of the table, Xiao Xu's eyes darkened, and he suddenly reached out.
Yun Sheng gasped as Xiao Xu pulled her around the waist, his strong arm lifting her off the table and propelling her towards him.
Yun Sheng was embraced tightly, her nostrils instantly filled with Xiao Xu's scent. Her petite figure was easily enveloped by him, and she could not resist his undeniable strength, so she could only stay in this tight little space.
A sudden heat rose throughout her body, a mixture of shyness and tension, and she even lowered her voice: "What are you doing..."
Xiao Xu expressionlessly shifted his gaze from her face, his eyes sweeping over her eyes, past the stray hairs on her forehead, and finally around the swaying hair ornament on her head, before looking down at the books sitting quietly on the table behind her.
Yun Sheng subconsciously raised her hand to stop her.
But Xiao Xu had already reached out and grabbed a corner of the book before she could.
This is very rude. It is not gentlemanly to rummage through other people's things, even if the other person is his or her wife.
Xiao Xu knew in his heart, but he didn't know what was driving him to continue moving the book.
The moment he knocked on the door, he saw a gentle look on Yun Sheng's face, even her pupils were soft, and a faint smile played on her lips, adding another kind of beauty to her pretty face.
The beauty that one desires to possess exclusively.
However, his appearance the next moment startled her, and all her tenderness vanished.
Xiao Xu instantly guessed what had made her reveal such tenderness.
Before reason could calmly acknowledge that this was reasonable, jealousy took hold first, and the desire to possess surged in his chest.
The emotions surged and were quite ridiculous, but he still twisted his mind and opened the book.
A crumpled sheet of Xuan paper was visible beneath the book.
Xiao Xu slowly pulled it out and held it in front of him.
He and Yun Sheng saw the entire Xuan paper together.
Xiao Xu's cold gaze swept across the contents of the Xuan paper, finally lingering on a line of words in the corner for a long time.
Yun Sheng knew what he would take out from under the book, so she only glanced at the Xuan paper. The moment her eyes met his expression, her heart sank.
Seeing him staring at the line of words for so long, she couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to take the Xuan paper away: "Stop looking at it."
Xiao Xu's hand was suddenly empty, and he slowly rubbed his fingertips together: "Why are you still keeping this?"
"I didn't keep them; I was in such a rush on my wedding day that I didn't have time to get rid of them."
"I see." Xiao Xu's eyes were dark, and he responded with an ambiguous expression.
What she said was probably true, but looking at the contents of the paper and reflecting on the past was also true.
Yun Sheng gave it a gentle push: "Yes, let go first."
Xiao Xu didn't let go; instead, he hugged the person even tighter.
Yun Sheng looked up from his chest and said, "What's wrong with you? Did you come to call me to have a meal at Qingyun Hall? Let go of me, and we'll go together now."
"Sheng Sheng," Xiao Xu suddenly called out to her.
The scorching heat poured down from above, stirring a faint, tingling sensation throughout my body.
His voice was low, quietly plucking a hidden string in his heart, which then trembled.
But after that call, there was no further response.
Yun Sheng frowned slightly, and after a moment's thought, asked directly, "Chang Yu, are you angry about this?"
"No." Xiao Xu answered quickly, his calm and even tone revealing no emotion, but the unusual somber expression on his face made it difficult to believe he was denying the answer.
Yun Sheng felt a tightness in her chest.
From the emotional fluctuations caused by the contents of this piece of paper, to the panic brought on by Xiao Xu's appearance.
At this moment, the drawings she made for another man, revealing her feelings, were exposed to him, to her husband.
It was as if she had done something immoral.
But are these things her fault?
"Then let go of me." Yun Sheng used force, her tone displeased, and her attitude resolute as she pushed Xiao Xu away from her.
Xiao Xu stumbled from her push, and his arm slipped away from her waist.
But the moment he stepped back, he raised his hand and caught Yun Sheng's falling fingers.
"I'm not angry." Xiao Xu grabbed her hand and squeezed it tightly into his palm, covering it completely. "I'm just jealous."
Yun Sheng was taken aback: "What?"
Xiao Xu looked at the bewildered face staring at him, his expression softened, but his gaze remained deep.
He saw his reflection in her pupils again, and felt the soft warmth of her hand on his palm.
Xiao Xu's feelings were somewhat complicated.
The jealousy was so intense that it had become a fact he couldn't deny; he didn't know whether it was possessiveness or competitiveness at play.
He was silent for a moment, then raised his hand to gently stroke her chin, and then lightly pinched it, forcing her to keep looking at him like that.
Xiao Xu said, "I see my wife putting so much effort into making other people's sachets. Shouldn't I be jealous?"
This seems like a reasonable reason.
But Yun Sheng found it hard to understand; this was completely unlike what Xiao Xu would say.
Moreover, doesn't he know the whole story? Saying this is just sophistry.
Yun Sheng pouted and twisted her neck, unable to shake off the hand pinching her chin, so she looked up at him in that position and said, "Don't talk nonsense. You clearly know that this was made before. I also said that I would make another one for you. I was just taking the silk thread to make the sachet."
Just like the expression I saw on the bed this morning, glaring at people but looking like she was being coquettish.
Xiao Xu swallowed hard: "What kind of thing do you want to make for me?"
Yun Sheng choked, and her forceful momentum weakened slightly.
She hasn't thought about it yet.
Xiao Xu asked, "Would you also draw blueprints with such meticulous detail?"
He glanced lightly at the paper that Yun Sheng was still clutching tightly in her other hand.
Yun Sheng suddenly put her hands behind her back: "Yes, I can. Once I decide what style I want to draw, I'll draw it."
Will you write love poems for me?
Yun Sheng's eyes widened.
She hadn't realized Xiao Xu was so clingy before, yet he spoke to her in a tone of intimacy that seemed like that of a married couple, almost like flirting.
Yun Sheng threw down the Xuan paper and slapped his hand away: "I already said that was something from before, why do you keep bringing it up?"
But their other hands were still tightly clasped together, and Xiao Xu looked at him intently with his eyelashes lowered: "It's not because of anyone else, it's just that I want it."
Yun Sheng's face flushed from his calm tone.
She tried to pull her hand away, but Xiao Xu wouldn't allow it, tightening his grip even more.
"...I'll give it a try. I'll take the time to prepare carefully."
"No rush, I'll wait until you're ready."
Yun Sheng's heart skipped a beat, as if she had heard another layer of meaning in those words.
But the man's actions just now were completely inconsistent with the so-called "not in a hurry".
Just then, Xiao Xu suddenly pinched her fingers.
"Give me an advance payment before that."
Yun Sheng was puzzled. The sachet given as a wedding gift was a token of love between the newlyweds. Since it was an object, how could a portion of it be borrowed in advance?
She subconsciously looked at the bamboo basket beside her. Did she want a piece of silk thread?
Xiao Xu suddenly cupped one of her cheeks and turned her back to face him: "Where are you looking?"
Yun Sheng was caught off guard and met Xiao Xu's eyes, which were very close to hers.
His face suddenly came close, and before it stopped moving closer, it was burning hot, both from his breath and from his body.
The close proximity caused Yun Sheng to lose her ability to think for a moment, and even her voice trembled slightly: "Chang Yu, what... what are you going to do?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Xu smiled slightly, his hand sliding down to the back of her neck, while his other hand gripped her waist, holding her tightly and tenderly.
He said in a low voice, "Nothing else, just an advance."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Xu pressed his palm firmly against the back of her neck and turned his head to kiss her firm, moist lips.
Yun Sheng's pupils trembled in shock, all she could see was Xiao Xu's magnified handsome face, his lips were wet and hot, and an irresistible tingling sensation spread across her scalp.
He opened his mouth and took her lower lip into his mouth, causing her tense body to instantly go limp.
The strong arms provided her with support, but the large hands, which had been restrained, couldn't help but knead and squeeze her at this moment.
Yun Sheng let out a soft moan and completely collapsed into his arms.
Xiao Xu tightened his grip, as if he wanted to meld her into his body.
Having already tasted her flavor according to his own heart, he was suddenly overcome with an indescribable restlessness that surged violently in his chest.
His wife was incredibly obedient, nestled softly in his arms and letting him hold her tightly.
Xiao Xu had no intention of restraining himself. He braced his arm against the corner of the table and forcefully pried open her lips and teeth with the tip of his tongue.
A fleeting, wet, and slippery entanglement.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang.
The bamboo basket full of silk threads was knocked to the ground by someone, scattering the threads all over the ground. Yun Sheng woke up with a start and pushed him away.
Xiao Xu straightened his chest, about to refuse her push, but when he looked down, he saw a pair of stunned eyes in his burning gaze.
Yun Sheng, her face flushed and panting, accused him, "Why are you sticking your tongue out like that?!"
"..."
Xiao Xu was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing in exasperation.
The arm around her gradually loosened, and he stepped back from behind her waist, placing his palms on the edge of the table.
He couldn't help but worry about what his female teacher had actually learned.
Yun Sheng pursed her lips, feeling her tongue, which had just been licked, go numb and almost losing all feeling.
My heart was pounding. He seemed to be mocking me, and I glared at him with reddened eyes.
She suddenly wanted to retract the evaluation of Xiao Xu that she had just told her sisters not long ago.
Xiao Xu took a deep breath; his heartbeat was also alarming.
However, he calmed his breathing and said, "It's almost time. We need to go to Qingyun Hall first."
He even had the nerve to say it was because of someone who delayed him!
Yun Sheng, embarrassed and annoyed, pushed him away: "Then let go of me."
In just a short time, this was the third time she had tried to push him away.
However, upon seeing that beautiful face flushed with rosy cheeks, Xiao Xu moved on without any annoyance.
He had just released her when he heard her muffled voice instructing him, "Then pick up all the silk threads on the ground and put them back in the basket."
Xiao Xu raised an eyebrow, glanced at the scattered silk threads, and turned to look at her.
"Hurry up, we're already running late."
Xiao Xu stared at her silently for a long while, his expression unreadable.
Finally, he licked his lips and walked toward the nearest thread, replying, "Yes, Madam, I'll pick it up right away."
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