Chapter 67: Teach her wife not to close her eyes (male and female protagonists)…
"We'll have dinner later. I'll help her change her clothes first..."
When Danruo saw her husband carrying the young lady away, she thought that the young lady's clothes were stained by ink, so she went into the study to clean it up, but after taking a look around, she didn't find anything dirty.
The pens, ink, paper and inkstone on the table were neatly arranged, and the inkstone was clean with no signs of use. There was only a pile of account books and a book on the table. Dan Ruo put the book back on the bookshelf and went out with doubts.
After Shen Youran buried her head and was carried back to the room by him, she realized that she was still holding the picture album in her arms.
He waved his hand and threw it far away, but Pei Huaijin picked it up again.
He held the clean underwear he had just found in the closet in one hand and picked up the book with the other: "Why did you throw it away?"
Shen Youran looked at the clean pants he handed her and the large hand holding them. Thinking of what that hand had just done to her, she immediately turned around and buried her head in the quilt: "How embarrassing!"
Pei Huaijin put the pants and album aside, held down her flailing legs, and helped her take off her shoes. "We are husband and wife, and we have done more intimate things. What just happened was just a little fun between husband and wife. There is no need to be shy."
"You say that so easily," she said sullenly, "If I treated you like this, would you be ashamed?"
"Okay." He turned the woman upright and untied the belt around her waist. "You can do the same to me tonight."
"You said it!" She must make up for the loss of face that night.
He untied the belt around her waist, and her folded skirt spread out. He then went to untie the laces on her pants.
Shen Youran hurriedly lifted the quilt and sat up: “I can change it myself.”
"Okay." Pei Huaijin stood up, took out another clean silk handkerchief from the cabinet, and handed it into the curtain that had fallen down.
Shen Youran wiped it while feeling embarrassed: I was actually in his hands... like that, what kind of thing is this?
After changing clothes, Shen Youran rubbed the wet fish silk handkerchief together and planned to go out and ask Danruo or Qinghe to help her wash it, but he reached out to take it: "I'll help you wash it."
"No, why bother you with such a small matter."
"Don't bother me. As your husband, I'm happy to do it."
"Then wash it if you want," Shen Youran stuffed the clothes into his hands, "it was you who made it dirty anyway."
Pei Huaijin took the clothes to the bathroom. Shen Youran also wanted to see how the Privy Councilor washed clothes, so he followed him there.
I originally thought that a noble young man like him would not do this kind of work, but I didn't expect that he could wash it quite well. He rubbed the soap nuts into foam and applied it on the surface, and his scrubbing movements were very skillful.
It didn't take long for the clothes to be washed.
Shen Youran was surprised at his proficiency: "You actually know how to wash clothes?"
Pei Huaijin saw her surprised look and said with a smile: "This is not a difficult thing."
"Have you ever washed before?"
"When I was studying at the Imperial College, each student was only allowed to bring one person in. I brought Qing Jian with me, but he wasn't a servant or a book boy, so it wasn't easy to ask him to do things like washing clothes. Although I could take my clothes back home after changing them, I changed my underwear frequently, so I did it myself..."
"You can wash clothes and you're very frugal. You don't look like a rich young man at all."
"My frugal habits were developed in Lingzhou. Lingzhou isn't wealthy. During the three years I was transferred there, it happened to be plagued by frequent natural disasters. One year there was a locust plague, and two years there were droughts. The food the court sent as disaster relief was never enough, and the government naturally wasn't well off either. I lived a very tight life for three years..."
"No wonder you didn't waste the leftover pancakes I ate before, and even let me eat the leftovers..."
"I was wrong about the leftovers. You were a pampered girl raised in the Shangshu Mansion. It's my business to be frugal. I shouldn't have let you suffer this injustice."
Shen Youran had never lived a hard life since childhood, but she didn't mind his frugality: "Forget it, since you only gave me food once, I forgive you."
Pei Huaijin put the washed clothes in a basin, took another basin with clean water, and called her over to wash her hands.
When Shen Youran pressed her hand into the basin, he hugged her from behind and covered her hand with his big hand: "I'll help you wash it."
She laughed dumbly: "Husband, although I can't wash clothes, I can still do things like washing my hands by myself."
"Well, let's take a shower together."
"But didn't you wash just now?"
"Just now I was washing clothes, now I'm washing hands."
"Isn't that different?"
"no the same……"
His broad palms wrapped around her hands, and he took the soap ball and smeared it on her hands. Then, his firm fingers squeezed into the gaps between her fingers, stroking them gently and delicately...
Shen Youran looked down at their intertwined hands, and her mind suddenly became unclear: the bubbles made by the soap ball were white, while the bubbles in her head were yellow.
It is true that kind of book is not worth reading. After reading it, she seemed to have become a pickled duck egg. When the skin was peeled, it was white, but when it was cut, it was yellow and greasy.
At night, after taking a bath, it was these big hands again that peeled her duck egg cleanly, but he was not in a hurry to eat her. Instead, he pulled her to sit up, grabbed her wrist, and led her to his fierce place.
"Don't you mean to do to me what I did to you in the study..."
However, Shen Youran, who had secretly vowed to regain her face at that time, was now so cowardly that she wanted to bury her head in her stomach, closing her eyes and not daring to look at him at all.
He pulled his arm back vigorously: "No, no, I'm actually not that vengeful."
"Revenge?" Pei Huaijin let out a smile. He didn't allow her to refuse, but pulled her hand and pressed it down. "I've already said it, it's a hobby between husband and wife."
Then his big hand wrapped around hers, and her hand wrapped around his...
Ahhhh!
This thing feels one way to use, and another way to touch it.
She no longer thought he was old-fashioned and boring. He was well-read and put his knowledge into practice. He understood so many fun things.
He held her jaw and lifted her face up: "Madam, open your eyes."
Shen Youran: “Don’t…” She didn’t dare to open her eyes, hoping it was just her illusion.
"I'm not asking you to look at me, I'm asking you to read a book..."
Um?
At this time, she was actually asked to read?
Are you going to let her read that book again?
She refused: "I won't watch it."
"It's not the one you brought back," he said softly, coaxing the person with her eyes closed, "I took another one from the study."
Huh?
Another one?
It must be that kind of book.
Can’t watch!
But... I want to watch it again.
Is it as erotic as that one?
Shen Youran was torn between her conscience and her desires. Her mind told her that the book she was asked to read right now was definitely not a serious one, but her damned curiosity made her want to see just how frivolous it was...
Then after a moment, she opened one eye.
The hand that was pinching her chin loosened, and he immediately took out a book and said in a hoarse voice: "Turn to page four."
Both of them could only free one hand, so he held the book while she turned the pages, and they suddenly reached page four.
Ahhh, it really is an indecent book!
The two people in the picture, no matter their postures or movements, are exactly the same as her and Pei Huaijin now.
Her other eye opened uncontrollably. Pei Huaijin reminded her that there were two rows of small characters below. She glanced down: What kind of tiger and wolf poetry is this? It's actually teaching her how to do...
Pei Huaijin put the book away and looked at her with burning eyes: "Have you learned it?"
"I can't...learn."
"It's okay, I've seen it too," Pei Huaijin's breathing was already a little unstable, "I can teach you."
Shen Youran felt as if the palms and backs of her hands were on fire, about to ignite her entire body: "Can I not learn?"
"Be good, you have to learn." He held her hand and began to practice what he had just learned from the book. However, his eyes were still locked on her, and he wanted her to look at him. "My lady, don't close your eyes."
Don’t close your eyes if you don’t want to.
Shen Youran wanted to lower her head again, but she was so frightened that she had to raise her head, just in time to present her slender white neck in front of him.
When her bones and muscles were numb, Pei Huaijin urgently needed a foothold, so he grabbed the back of her head without any hesitation and bit her neck.
Shen Youran exclaimed: Who is taking revenge on whom?
Fortunately, this revenge did not last long. He finally let go of her hand and placed both books in front of her: "Which one do you like, my lady?"
Shen Youran: "...Ah?" Why do I have a bad feeling?
"Pick a book and let's study together..."
At that time, Shen Youran hadn't even finished reading a book in the study, but she already knew more than ten postures. Some of them were acceptable to her, and some were really amazing to her. Now he actually wanted her to learn?
Shen Youran's voice trembled: "Husband, you know, I have never liked studying..."
Pei Huaijin brushed away the hair that fell on her shoulders and slowly put her down: "This is the ultimate happiness in the world. My lady should learn more about it."
The book was placed next to her pillow. He helped her choose the one she had read in the study and turned to the first chapter.
It was a regular move, but he couldn't skip it. He didn't want to miss any of it.
Pei Huaijin was a studious person. He could remember many things in the book after reading it twice. However, when he came across some obscure and difficult things, he could not remember them just by reading them. He had to copy them down with a pen.
Before copying, you must grind the ink first.
When he was in his study, he seldom asked anyone to come in and serve him, so naturally he had to grind the ink himself.
He had a clear clay inkstone with a delicate texture, just like the icy skin of a beauty. When grinding ink, he would pour in a little clean water, pinch the pine soot ink stick and lightly press it against the center of the inkstone, apply steady force, and grind slowly. After a while, a pool of glossy ink would accumulate in the inkstone.
This inkstone can store water without drying up and can produce ink without damaging the brush, which really pleases him.
Shen Youran couldn't stand his torture any longer, so she put her arms around his neck and hummed in a hint to him.
But at this moment, he brought up something: "During the day, when Liang Liulang said I had a hidden illness, did you also doubt me?"
If he hadn't mentioned it, she would have thought it was over. "I just feel that he doesn't seem like the type to lie. There must be some misunderstanding..."
"He doesn't look like the kind of person who would lie? Then will my body lie?" When Liang Xu mentioned this matter during the day, her black eyes moved back and forth between him and Liang Xu. It was obvious that she didn't know who to believe.
You actually doubt your own husband?
Pei Huaijin sank.
Shen Youran apologized to him in a broken voice: "I was wrong...husband..."
If you make a mistake, you will be punished, and winter nights are very long.
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