Chapter 209 Agree to Engagement
Yu Huatang took it and held it under the light. She had never seen such a lively butterfly. It was made with kesi technique and decorated with kingfisher feathers.
Just as he said, it took a lot of thought. I think the craftsman must have worked on it for a long time. You can see the delicate craftsmanship. It is very beautiful. It is something she will treasure for the rest of her life.
At this time he said, "Originally there was another one with a lotus pattern and another with a dragonfly pattern, but the master was too late. But luckily the master made this one that suits you best, so I took it and thought I would give it to you today."
She held the hairpin in her hand and said to him, "I like it very much. If I had known earlier, I would have asked the lady how she embroidered it. But my needlework is not very good... I'm afraid it won't look particularly good..."
He pulled her, kissed the corner of her mouth, and asked softly, "Do you want to return my gift, or something? But I think that now that we have expressed our feelings, you want to give me a gift, I like it very much, but I hope that you will regard me as your fiancé, rather than wanting to return it to me because I gave you something."
Yu Huatang was speechless. She had thought so before, but now she didn't think so.
"Then I'll embroider it when I have time later." After saying that, she lowered her head.
Zhao Yan smiled and took the hairpin from her hand and put it in her hair. The graceful and fluttering butterfly landed on the black hair, stirring his heart. "It's beautiful, it suits you very well."
She reached out and touched the hairpin on her head, and said worriedly, "These are all inlaid with kingfisher feathers. I'm afraid I might accidentally break them. I'd better leave them at home."
"If it's broken, it's broken. I'll have it remade. Since it's a thing, it's better to wear it." He glanced at the hairpin and said, "It's too dark today. When I leave tomorrow, I want to see how it looks in the sun."
Yu Huatang lowered his hands and asked somewhat dejectedly, "Are you leaving tomorrow? I'm sorry, I wish I hadn't gone out today. You came back from so far away, but you can only stay for such a short time. Actually, I am a little bit looking forward to it, but I dare not look forward to it..."
He hugged her again and said, "Then just stay still. I'll do everything from now on. I'll come find you, and you just wait here for me."
"I won't object to anything you do. I admire your craftsmanship. If you want to follow the masters, whether you want to study or go anywhere else, I won't interfere. But there's one thing: you can't be alone with anyone who has other intentions towards you."
Yu Huatang chuckled and said, "No one has any intentions towards me, and I try not to talk to strange men. You asked me to find a maid, and now I agree."
He smiled happily, "Okay, I'll find it for you right away."
She smiled again in his arms, feeling that this time, she had gotten the answer she wanted.
He and she are really different now than before, so the results are naturally different.
"I'm sorry you took all the trouble to come here, and I..." she apologized.
He smiled and said, "I've come here, I understand your feelings, and I know you agree to marry me. What could be happier than this? If you still feel you owe me something, why not let me kiss you again."
After he said that, he looked at her with a smile. Yu Huatang blushed and lowered her head. Seeing this, he leaned over and kissed her.
This kiss was full of tenderness and sweetness. He held her lips lightly, savoring it carefully. She was forced to raise her head and accept his tenderness. When she couldn't breathe properly, he let her go and hugged her tighter.
Then he kissed her again, this time with domineering force and unstoppable force, prying open her mouth. She felt a little dizzy and clung to him tightly, letting him hug and kiss her.
By the third time, he was no longer satisfied with this. He went all the way down and nibbled her neck eagerly. She was a little scared and wanted to push him away, but he hugged her and said, "Give it to me."
Afterwards, he carried her back to the room. She hugged herself shyly, not daring to open her eyes. He held her close and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, it won't be in there."
Their eyes met, and her gaze flickered, but she quickly changed her expression, hiding the hint of lust in her eyes.
His low, hoarse voice passed by my ears, like a fire, a torrential rain.
Then, heavy rain began to fall outside the window, the room was dark, the green curtains hung low, and her hazy watery eyes were filled with a broken flame. It was irresistible.
So she got entangled with him.
His body was very hot. She felt his temperature and breath, and hugged his shoulders with both hands.
The volcano that had been dormant for many days suddenly erupted violently overnight. The hazy moonlight after the rain sprinkled on the window.
He grabbed one of her hands, interlocked their fingers, pressed them on the pillow, and kissed her gently with gentleness on her lips.
Maybe it was the water flowing under the Jiangnan Water Bridge. The feeling of suffocation and death was like a surging tide that was unstoppable. She wanted to get rid of this feeling, but failed. She could only throw it farther away from her consciousness, to the center of the storm. The wind was so strong that she could not even feel it.
He was breathing deeply, his chin pressed against her neck. She was not conscious, but she knew it was him. Her fingertips were numb, and only a few moments of movement on her skin could provide relief.
After a while, his nose touched hers, and the dark color in his eyes surged like an ocean filled with love, which was irresistible and made people want to indulge in it.
Later on, she could clearly feel the coldness beside the bed, but she had no strength left and could no longer care about it. Finally, she fell asleep exhausted, and only remembered him calling her name.
The next morning, Zhao Yan woke up first. She slept very well and let him hold her all night. He looked at the sunlight by the window and felt reluctant to leave, but he had to go.
He gently hugged her and kissed her between the eyebrows, then got out of bed and went to the outer room to wait for him to finish tidying up and washing up.
She was already awake, dressed and sitting on the bed, looking at the butterfly hairpin. He came in, looked at her first, then his eyes fell on the hairpin.
He walked over and sat beside the bed, tying her hair up. The morning light fell on the fluttering wings of the butterfly, which was beautiful and lively.
Then he hugged her and said softly, "It's really beautiful, more beautiful than I imagined."
She lowered her head in his arms. They had obviously done something more intimate, but every time she faced his tenderness, she felt shy.
Seeing him dressed neatly, she reluctantly asked, "Are you leaving?"
Zhao Yan nodded, holding her palm against his face, "This time I go back, I may not be back until the end of October. I will first send someone to your house to propose marriage, so when I come back next time, I will be your fiancé."
Yu Huatang looked up at him, smiled gently, and finally nodded.
His eyes were full of tenderness and love, and he hugged her reluctantly, letting her lean on his shoulder.
The man around her had been her husband. Eight years ago, she married him with expectation, shyness and sweetness. Now, facing his proposal again, she was still nervous and sweet. That kind of affection was like the willow branches quietly sprouting in the spring night, silently in her heart, and a soft feeling arose.
Then she came out of his arms and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"
He replied softly, "We'll eat on the way."
"Be careful, the roads are slippery in the snow," she warned.
He kissed the corner of her mouth and said, "I will."
The two looked at each other for a long time until Zhao Yan let go of her hand, stood up, opened the door and left.
She stood by the window and watched his back until he disappeared.
After that, she took a bath, went home to change her clothes, and combed her hair into a bun that matched the hairpin.
As soon as she entered the shop, Qing Xing saw it and said, "Master, your hairpin is so beautiful. I have never seen such craftsmanship before. It's so flexible."
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