Chapter 100 Ah Jin, I can hear...
Xie Qiao was scolded in a low voice. He looked puzzled: "Huh?"
Puzzled, "Is it Jin who doesn't like it?"
This is not a matter of like or dislike...
Song Jin muttered quietly: "Xie Qiao, aren't these the family rules you wrote? The ones you drew inside are so indecent."
Unbecoming?
Oh.
Xie Qiao curled his lips and smiled faintly.
He didn't care at all and just lifted his robe and sat next to Song Jin.
He stretched out his arms and hugged her, holding her in his arms easily. He took the girl's hand and opened the booklet.
The first page is a scene in the carriage.
Song Jin straightened her back nervously. As she recalled the memory of that day in the carriage, she subconsciously crossed her legs.
Not to mention Xie Qiao breathing softly behind her.
His chest would occasionally touch her back carelessly.
Song Jin's face turned red instantly.
She looked away: "Well... don't look at it..."
"Hmm? Why don't you continue?" Xie Qiao was even more puzzled. He slowly turned another page in the album. "Didn't Ah Jin want a husband who could look at pictures with you?"
Song Jin was stunned.
She felt something was wrong, but she didn't know what.
She hesitated, trying to explain, but didn't know where to start.
Xie Qiao did not bring it up again, but drew her attention back to the album: "Look at this."
Song Jin looked subconsciously and found that the second photo was next to the desk in the room. The man was under the skirt...
Song Jin didn't dare to look.
She felt that these pictures were familiar.
Xie Qiao turned to the third page without hesitation.
This time it was on the bed, behind the half-covered bed curtains, one could only vaguely see a tall and slender man.
Song Jin subconsciously took a closer look and found that under the man's body, there was a white and slender neck...
Song Jin's face looked like he was drunk.
Help.
She thought, has it been too long since she last looked at these picture albums? Why is she blushing at this point?
wrong.
No, no.
It seemed to be because this was her first time watching it with Xie Qiao.
She didn't even dare to imagine this scene.
Noticing that Song Jin was not paying attention, Xie Qiao whispered, "Ah Jin, pay attention."
Song Jin: "Oh."
But she felt something was wrong after she agreed.
Why does he look like an old scholar? If you don't know them, you would think they are reading some classics.
Why does he have such a restrained expression even when watching pornographic pictures?
Song Jin's thoughts were in a mess, and finally he was gradually attracted to the picture album.
She swore that this was the most amazing picture album she had ever seen!
Compared with what I have in my hand, all the previous ones are nothing!
However, this album only has a few pages before it ends.
When she turned to the last page, Song Jin even felt a little unsatisfied, and she sighed silently.
But Xie Qiao caught him red-handed: "Why, Ajin doesn't like it?"
Song Jin didn't say anything.
Xie Qiao: "These are the actions that Ah Jin likes, so..."
Song Jin is crazy.
She turned around and reached out to press Xie Qiao's lips: "You, you, you, stop talking!"
Song Jin's palms were warm.
Xie Qiao looked at her with his phoenix eyes, then gently kissed her palm.
When the cold lips touched, Song Jin's eyes widened.
After a moment of silence, she suddenly withdrew her hand.
Song Jin said nothing.
I don’t know when it started, but Xie Qiao became completely different from the person he was in Chunliu Lane before.
What he thought about all day long seemed to be more colorful than what was in her mind.
Seeing that Song Jin ignored him, Xie Qiao reached out and moved Song Jin's face closer. He leaned over and kissed her soft lips: "Ajin, what's wrong?"
Song Jin shook his head and answered in between kisses: "No, nothing, I just think this picture is pretty good."
"Yeah." Xie Qiao rubbed the corner of Song Jin's mouth, "I didn't expect that I'm quite accomplished in drawing these pictures."
Um?
Uh-huh?
Song Jin pushed Xie Qiao away, with a look of disbelief: "What did you say?! Are you saying that you drew these pictures?!"
Xie Qiao was pushed away, his brows wrinkled unconsciously: "Yes, and the previous moves are all the ones we have tried. Is it Ah Jin's favorite?"
Song Brocade?
Song Brocade? ? ?
No wonder she felt familiar.
No wonder she felt something was wrong as soon as she came up!
The male and female protagonists of this booklet are them...!
Song Jin's face turned into a wrinkled kitten.
Exceed.
This is too much!
Song Jin stared at Xie Qiao, wanting to curse but unable to.
Xie Qiao was not afraid at all. He even reached out and held Song Jin in his arms, and then said, "The last few pictures were drawn by me. I thought maybe you would like them, Jin. We can give it a try in the future."
Song brocade!
Song Jin: "Who wants to try?"
Xie Qiao didn't want to make her angry, but just whispered: "It was me who wanted to try, it had nothing to do with Ah Jin, it was Ah Jin who was led astray by me."
Song Jin nodded, and nodded heavily: "So, you have been writing and drawing at your desk these days. Are you drawing this?"
Song Jin thought he was reading the official newspaper, which was boring and dull. Song Jin felt sleepy after reading it for a few seconds, and she never went near the desk again after that.
Unexpectedly, Xie Qiao didn't even read the official bulletin.
He is drawing pornographic pictures here!
"Well, your majesty let me rest in peace." Xie Qiao kissed Song Jin on the cheek, "Ajin, do you want to try the next few moves?"
"Can you?" Song Jin frowned: "You are still injured."
After she finished speaking, she finally reacted.
It’s not a matter of not getting hurt!
Xie Qiao put his arm around her waist and made her sit on his lap.
Song Jin's legs naturally wrapped around Xie Qiao's waist.
Xie Qiao leaned over and kissed Song Jin's lips, gently seducing: "Ajin, can we do it?"
Song Jin felt weak all over.
This was the first time that Xie Qiao truly asked Song Jin for sex.
Before, he always made Song Jin unable to control herself, but this was the first time he said such explicit and sincere words.
This was also the first time Song Jin heard it.
In an instant, Xie Qiao, who was high above in the clouds and ascetic as a banished immortal, completely fell into the mundane world.
Song Jin didn't say anything. She neither agreed nor refused.
Xie Qiao continued to seduce in a low voice: "Ajin, if you promise me, I will tell you a secret in a moment."
"Secret?" Song Jin was stunned: "Is it about my life experience?"
Xie Qiao shook his head: "No, it's about me."
Song Jin pursed his lips.
If it was about Xie Qiao, she would really like to know.
Song Jin couldn't bear to refuse him the money.
Besides, she was in a bad mood today and wanted to do something exciting.
But those moves were so bold, she felt they were too exhausting, so she just wanted to do something simple.
She dodged Xie Qiao's kiss and said, "Of course, I can, but I have a few conditions."
Xie Qiao said in a hoarse voice: "You speak."
Song Jin said seriously: "I'm going to the Lin Mansion tomorrow, so I'll just keep it simple for a while."
Xie Qiao: "Well, we'll try those new moves later."
Song Jin: "Just once."
Xie Qiao was silent for a moment: "I'll try my best."
"And that's it..." Song Jin thought: "We are like this today, but I still haven't made a decision, don't think too much about it."
Xie Qiao: "I won't think too much about it. We'll talk about everything after you come out of the Lin Mansion tomorrow."
Song Jin's heart softened and he hummed twice.
Then her body lightened and Xie Qiao carried her to the bed.
It was only afternoon and the sun was bright, but after the bed curtains were drawn, only a thin ray of light filled the entire bed.
Mo An's house was quiet, and Xie Qiao's room was even quieter.
But in this silence, the girl's moans could be heard. It was not until dark that a man's low voice was heard from inside.
The voice was gentle and affectionate, yet contained some desire.
He said, "Ajin, I could hear your thoughts when we were in Chunliu Lane before."
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