Chapter 28 [VIP]
Mi Yao saw Xiao Chuan again several hours later.
The moment she saw him, she thought of Ma Xiaoniangzi's domineering leap into the lake, waiting for him to risk his life to save her. Just thinking about it made her want to laugh, and the more she tried to suppress it, the wider her smile became.
After being swept over by Xiao Chuan's cold gaze, she simply leaned against his chest so that he couldn't see her watching the spectacle and making fun of him.
But judging from the force with which he pinched her waist, even if she hid her smile, she couldn't hide her schadenfreude.
"My lord, you have worked hard today. You are a great hero who stands tall and upright, protecting your wife and children from the wind and rain, and bringing good karma to those wicked people so that they dare not come to harass you again."
Having fought for two days in a row, she didn't plan to join the fray when the Ma family came knocking. As soon as Xiao Chuan went to see the Ma family, she instructed Shi Ya to stall anyone who came to call her from the front yard. If she couldn't stall, she could say she was sleeping and that everything would be discussed after she woke up.
Who knew that this would cause her to miss the scene of Ma Xiaoniangzi forcing herself on him.
Fortunately, she had a good imagination; her retelling of the story was just as vivid as seeing it with her own eyes.
"I believe that if it were me, my lord would definitely jump into the lake without hesitation."
Mi Yao held onto the embroidery on Xiao Chua's clothes and said sweetly.
You're overthinking it.
No matter who went crazy, he wouldn't be stupid enough to jump into the water in the dead of winter. Pushing Mi Yao away, Xiao Chuan raised his hand, intending to take off his outer robe, but he paused as he did so, glancing at the gold-flecked brocade curtains hanging in the inner room as if remembering something.
"Is Shan'er here?"
Mi Yao nodded. After resting at Ting Song Courtyard, Xiao Shan would spend some time playing with Xiao Liang every day, but most of the time he would still stick to her.
Because Xiao Shan was obedient and well-behaved, and had been working hard to learn to speak recently, she rewarded Xiao Shan by letting her sleep with her every day.
"My lord wishes to see her."
"not see."
Thinking about what he would be doing later, Xiao Chuan didn't want to make himself feel awkward by seeing the child. He frowned and grabbed Mi Yao's hand as she was about to lift the curtain, "Go to my place."
Mi Yao was slightly taken aback, looking at Xiao Chu's tense face, not quite understanding the meaning of his words.
Today is the fifteenth.
Oh... I understand.
While others offer incense on the fifteenth, Xiao Chua offers incense to the Heavenly Pillar on the fifteenth.
Mi Yao's gaze moved downwards, circling around Xiao Chua's waist and abdomen. Recalling the experience that day, her gaze quickly recoiled as if burned.
Well, how should I put it?
It's not exactly painful.
After all, they didn't do anything really physical, just kissing and touching. Even if she was bitten occasionally, she would feel a tingling sensation. The hickeys she had last time looked scary, but they didn't actually hurt that much.
But she didn't believe in Xiao Chu's self-control, especially since he had suffered a setback today. Because of Ma Xiao Niangzi's unexpected actions, even though the Ma family had driven him away, he still became the subject of gossip. People said that if he really didn't have anything going on with Ma Xiao Niangzi, how could Ma Xiao Niangzi dare to risk her life?
What if, in this situation, he gets carried away with his anger and loses control, making her feel completely vulnerable?
Xiao Chuan didn't pull Mi Yao. He glanced at her feet, which were firmly planted on the ground, narrowed his eyes, and just looked at her without saying a word.
The brown pupils were only half visible due to the low pressure on the eyelids, and the dark color in the eyes surged and collided, like a leopard poised to pounce and hunt.
Mi Yao: ...
The more he acted like this, the less she dared to go with him.
"By the way, I heard that the young master sent Pu Qing to clean up the Ma family's residence. Does the young master intend to cut off all contact with the Ma family from now on? If that's the case, I'll replace Shan'er's nanny. I've wanted to replace her for a while, but Nanny Fan isn't like the cooks in the main kitchen. You can't just dismiss a cook if they don't cook well. Nanny Fan is lazy on weekdays but she still does some work and hasn't done anything seriously wrong..."
Mi Yao rambled on and on, spouting trivialities one sentence after another. At first, Xiao Chuan thought she genuinely wanted to say something to him, but after listening for a while, he realized she was just rambling on and on.
At the same time, she was carefully pulling her hand away from his grasp.
"Even utensils that are just for display can be handled and played with, but you really only let people look but not touch them."
The conversation, which had drifted off-topic, was brought back to the main point by Xiao Chuan's words.
Mi Yao blinked: "If you say that you're just playing around with it, then I'll go with you."
Xiao Chuan made no promise, but instead increased the force of his pull, dragging her out of the house and into his bedroom.
As soon as Mi Yao entered Xiao Chuan's room, she knew that it would be impossible to lose interest in him by gossiping. He was so engrossed in such a simple and uninhabited room that he was really itching for a kiss.
"There's no charcoal brazier in the house, so why don't you go have a late-night snack first, and we can talk again when it's warmer inside?"
Just now in her room, she smelled a faint scent of soap on Xiao Chuan. She thought he was so particular that after meeting with that bunch of filthy people from the Ma family, he even took a bath and changed clothes to wash away the bad luck.
Now it seems he was clearly waiting for her.
"It's too hot to start a fire."
Seeing that Mi Yao still had objections, Xiao Chuan placed his hand on the back of her head, pressing her wandering eyes to his face, "If you're afraid of the cold, I'll take off your clothes after you sweat."
After saying that, he kissed the corner of her lips, and with a gentle suck, he covered her lips with his own.
This time, her body exuded a sweet, musky scent mixed with a hint of fresh, herbal notes, all blended together to create an alluring, seductive fragrance.
Xiao Chuan took Mi Yao's small tongue into his mouth, sucking and biting it. She realized he was constantly licking her saliva, and even smacking it with relish.
"ah……"
Mi Yao leaned weakly against Xiao Chuan's chest, her body limp. Suddenly, she was bitten. With her eyes blurred by the heat, she glared at him.
"It bit me again."
She was softer and easier to knead than dough on a cutting board, yet he still bit her; it was utterly inhuman.
Seeing the weak anger in Mi Yao's eyes, Xiao Chuan pulled away her hands that were protecting her: "It's precisely because she's too soft that people want to bite her."
Xiao Chuan didn't explain his thoughts in detail. After speaking, he looked at the dampness on her forehead, said "You're sweating," and then bit her neck again.
So it's just being a masochist; you want to take a bite out of anything soft.
In an attempt to resist Xiao Chuan's bad habit, Mi Yao tensed her muscles, but unfortunately, neither Xiao Chuan nor she herself could see any muscle definition in her taut arms.
"Want to feed me?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she was bitten again.
Mi Yao: ...
There was indeed no need to light a charcoal fire inside. Before Mi Yao even got to the couch, her back was already covered in sweat. When the cold wind blew, her hair stood on end as her skin was touched by the scalding heat of her muscles.
Once they reached the soft quilt on the couch, she covered herself with it, but then kicked it off because she felt too hot. Looking at the large beads of sweat on Xiao Chuan's forehead, she frowned and said, "They're about to drip."
Xiao Chuan thought she was frowning in pain. Hearing her words of disgust, he moved his head slightly and watched as the beads of sweat on his forehead dripped onto her chin. Then, as she raised her head, the sweat beads followed her neck, passed over her protruding sternum, and finally fell into the hollow in the middle.
Drop by drop, their sweat mingled and became indistinguishable.
If it were to be completely done, no normal man would want to be left hanging in limbo. But the more Xiao Chuan attacked, the more Mi Yao dodged. By the time the two were panting and lying together, Xiao Chuan's attack had not yet reached the depth of the previous one.
"Do you see me as a beast? If you were really going to die, would I really let you die on your bed?"
The taut spear, after being pushed and pulled back and forth, fell apart without hitting the bullseye. Xiao Chuan had never thought of doing this. He could always manage the frustration of having soldiers and supplies at his disposal, knowing where the enemy was, but being unable to attack due to terrain or disagreements with his colleagues.
He didn't have a penchant for torturing women to death; if Mi Yao really couldn't bear it, then so be it.
But Mi Yao's demeanor clearly indicated that she accepted and enjoyed it; she would soften when he kissed her and moan when he touched her.
The two men pushed her away, and she trembled uncontrollably, biting his shoulder and shedding a few tears. But when it was his turn, she would dodge while saying disgusting things. Did she really treat her like an object to be admired, someone to be played with on the surface but not touched inside?
"Of course I believe that my lord will not let me die, I'm just afraid."
Mi Yao bit her handkerchief and sobbed. She probably had megalophobia. She was afraid of the unknown before she saw Xiao Chua and imagined him to be infinitely big in her mind. After seeing him, she was even more afraid because he really was big.
That thing can stay anywhere, as long as it has no connection to her body.
After lying down for a while, Mi Yao felt sticky. She wanted to pick up her clothes and go to the bathroom to clean them herself, but when she looked at the distance between the bed and the bathroom, she felt that she would never be able to get there in her life. Moreover, even if she got up and cleaned them, the bed would still be dirty, so it would be a waste of time.
So she snuggled into Xiao Chuan's arms again: "Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang, you smell of me all over you, which has masked your manly scent. This is not good. Why don't you change the dirty cloth underneath?"
Mi Yao raised her trembling hand, looking aggrieved, "I wanted to help Xiao Lang, but my hands are too weak to serve you. I'm so useless..."
Since she couldn't do it, the task of changing the bedding naturally fell to him.
It would be even better if he could ask for water to wash her after he finished changing.
Mi Yao had planned it all out, and in the end, things went her way, only two hours later.
Xiao Chuan squinted at her trembling arms and saw that she was full of energy and clearly still had plenty of strength left. He said, "It's not over yet," and then buried himself in his work again.
When the battle ended, Mi Yao was like a dough ball that had risen, limp and sticky, clinging to Xiao Chuan. Her fair skin was flushed, her eyes were full of tears, and she was so sleepy and tired that she could only open her eyes a tiny slit.
Xiao Chuan was in a good mood after achieving a result that was one inch better than last time. He changed the damp cloth on the couch and wrung out a towel to wipe the sweat off Mi Yao's body.
Seeing the faint hickeys gradually deepen on his skin, he became even more interested.
However, when he touched Mi Yao's face, which was also scrunched up in her sleep, he wrapped her in a blanket and then took a new blanket for himself, not sharing the same quilt with her.
He was willing to let her go, but after only half a day, he felt something soft in his arms. When he opened his eyes, he saw that she had slipped into his blanket and was holding him tightly.
They're not very likable when they're awake, but they're obedient when they close their eyes and fall asleep.
Xiao Chuan rewarded her for her obedience, and Mi Yao was jolted awake when she woke up again.
She opened her eyes half-asleep and felt the world spinning around her. Even the bed frame creaked and trembled. Startled, she instinctively shouted "Earthquake! Run!" The next moment, she heard a low, muffled laugh.
The laughing man seemed to be punishing her for making him laugh while she was doing serious work, and he even buried his head in her shoulder and kissed her.
Mi Yao: ...
What kind of nonsense is this!
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