Chapter 28 "Ajin, don't you want today's reward?"
The moonlight was evenly scattered in the small courtyard, and it was not dark at all.
After a while, the originally dark house was lit up with a faint candlelight.
A small black figure was standing in the candlelight, studying something carefully.
Ever since Song Jin accidentally burned a book of erotic paintings yesterday, she immediately placed the new book of erotic paintings given to her by her sister Ju Lan in the big house.
During this period of time, Song Jin had already discovered that Xie Qiao was steady and polite.
He has a strong sense of propriety and would not easily enter this room if she hadn't invited him.
Therefore, this pornographic picture is kept in the big house, where it is very safe.
The little person in front of the candlelight was reading at night. Because the candlelight was not big, it could only barely illuminate the book in front of her.
Song Jin frowned and sat in front of the small table.
This book is very detailed and has a chapter dedicated to teaching people how to kiss.
Song Jin had only taken a cursory glance before, but tonight she seemed to be able to taste the flavor of it.
The husband and others observe courtesy, and so do his relatives.
He just held her in his arms, without even moving, let alone any closer communication.
It's comfortable, but...
I always feel that I don’t have the soft feeling that others say.
It seems that kissing is also a science!
My husband is an old-fashioned person, and it seems impossible to get him to read this booklet.
Why don't she take a closer look? Maybe...
Anyway, she is always the one who takes the initiative.
By then she has learned it, and her husband will just need to close his eyes.
Thinking of this, Song Jin looked more seriously and even wrote and drew in the corner with the charcoal pencil he made.
Yeah, that's it first.
Oh oh, and then this!
at last! It's actually possible!
The candlelight flickered, and a small black figure in the door was reading a book seriously.
She didn't even notice that Xie Qiao, who should have been sleeping in bed, was standing in the yard.
The moonlight shone on him.
It's chilly and gloomy.
He looked at Song Jin who was doing something in the big house, frowning slightly.
His intuition told him that this girl was doing something shameful.
At the end of the chapter, Song Jin rubbed his eyes and put down the charcoal pencil.
She looked up and found that it was already very late at night.
She yawned slightly, thinking that she had to get up early tomorrow to go to the market.
The hunter who said he had wild goods last time should set up his stall tomorrow.
Although she had personally verified that day that her husband was indeed in good health, he was not very young after all, so he still had to make up for what he needed.
She will go and have a look tomorrow.
The little dark figure in front of the candle blew out the candle, wrapped himself in his coat and returned to the bedroom.
She spoke softly, and when she opened the bed curtains, she found her husband still asleep.
He slept soundly, without even moving.
Even his arm was still pressing on his eyes.
Song Jin nodded with relief, crawled into the bed, lay down and fell asleep.
As the girl's breathing became heavier, a pair of clear eyes opened.
Xie Qiao took the arm that was pressing on his eyes off, turned his head, and first looked silently at his little wife lying beside him.
She is very cute.
A straight nose, big eyes and a small mouth.
She is also well-behaved and intelligent.
She is deft and has a sense of justice that the noble ladies of Kyoto don't have.
Such a lovely girl——
What could she have done in the big house just now?
Xie Qiao had never been interested in prying into other people's secrets.
But he vaguely felt that Song Jin's departure just now seemed to be related to him.
He collected his thoughts, frowned, stood up, opened the door, and walked to the big house.
Until the moment he stopped in front of those booklets, he never thought that she had more than one erotic picture in her hands!
The dilapidated hole in the big house had been blocked up with bricks, but cold wind still blew in.
The tall figure was frozen in place.
Song Jin, was she just looking at these things here!
His forehead began to twitch unconsciously again.
He reached out and picked up the erotic book with disbelief in his eyes, and the blood-boiling pictures instantly caught his eyes!
filthy!
Indecent!
It is not worthy of being presented in a formal ceremony!
His hands were shaking, and anger was rising in his heart, until he saw the small words the girl had written with charcoal next to it, and the person who was originally frozen was struck by a bolt of lightning.
He looked dazed—
Ah Jin, do you think his kissing skills are not good?
He is angry! He is crazy! He thought it was impossible!
As a disciple of an aristocratic family, he keeps himself clean and never pays any attention to matters between men and women!
He is puzzled! He recalled! he……
Not sure.
He admitted that he didn't have much experience.
Is it really possible that he can't do it?
But the girl was obviously very comfortable!
But--
If it's really comfortable.
How could she soberly push him away and say that this was the end of the day!
The veins on his forehead bulged, and he seemed to be enduring something.
He closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down.
It's nothing.
He said to himself.
Being clean has never been a stain on him.
only……
The book that he had originally despised had now become extremely attractive.
He was disdainful, but his hands disobediently opened the booklet.
Page by page, turning until dawn.
--
In the early morning, the market was bustling with people.
After her first time, Song Jin was not as shy this time. She rushed to the wild goods stall first when she arrived at the market.
The hunter had just set up his stall, and before he had even laid out his game, he turned around and saw a young girl, her face red as she ran, standing in front of him.
The girl panted slightly, and the white breath she exhaled almost buried her little face.
"Excuse me..."
Before Song Jin finished speaking, the young hunter continued, "What the young lady wanted last time, I have this time. I'll pack it for you."
After saying that, he packed the things swiftly.
The paper was wrapped so tightly that you couldn't tell what was inside.
The young hunter handed the thing to Song Jin, feeling a little embarrassed.
He had never seen such a young lady come to buy such things. Usually they were older women in their thirties.
Thinking of this, he felt a little sorry for the girl in front of him.
Your husband is so incompetent at such a young age.
What a pity.
Song Jin blushed and reached out to take the small paper bag. She felt a little embarrassed.
She lowered her head and searched for her purse: "How much is it?"
The hunter said, "Five cents of silver."
The hunter explained: "This thing is rare and many people want it, so it is more expensive."
Song Jin nodded and took out some money from his purse: "I understand, and it's winter now, it's not easy for you to go hunting in the mountains, this money is not much."
Although Song Jin said this, she was still a little reluctant.
Hmm...
It’s so expensive.
After paying the money, Song Jin placed the items neatly in the basket and put other things to cover the wild goods.
She looked up and smiled at the hunter: "Thank you, little brother!"
The hunter lived in the mountains all year round and had never seen such a beautiful girl smiling at him.
If he hadn't seen that the girl was already married, he would have wanted to find a matchmaker to arrange a marriage for him.
He scratched the back of his head shyly, "Thank you for patronizing my business."
"Of course I should!" Song Jin responded with a smile.
But her eyes were on the hunter's waist.
After not seeing him for a few days, his waist seemed to have become stronger.
What a great waist!
This is the kind of thing that needs to be included in the atlas!
Song Jin was a little reluctant to leave, so she turned around and left, moving slowly in the crowd, and looked back twice reluctantly.
--
The year is coming to an end.
Song Jin's stall has been busy all the time. Since morning, Song Jin and Que'er have been busy as hell.
The hands were so busy kneading the cake that sparks were about to come out.
Song Jin made a lot of money, and she secretly left a portion for Que'er without letting Que'er's mother know at all.
She thought that if Que'er was really sent to that den of wolves and tigers one day, it would be better to take the money and run away.
Such a good girl shouldn't be treated badly like this.
When Song Jin returned home, she was already exhausted.
She is in good health, but after a busy day, although she is happy to make money, she is also tired.
The girl returned home carrying her morning basket of vegetables, opened the door, and the yard was still quiet.
If she hadn't seen the light on in the house, she would have thought there was no one at home.
Song Jin placed the vegetable basket in the kitchen and neatly put away the wild produce he had bought that morning.
She hasn't decided yet whether to make soup or wine.
She returned to the room yawning, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw her husband sitting at the square table.
There were still the same things on the table as yesterday.
Song Jin felt even more tired when he saw it.
She pouted: "Husband..."
When she got up this morning, her husband was still asleep.
But how come she saw the bruises under her husband's eyes reappear?
"Well," he nodded in response when he heard Song Jin calling someone obediently, "Come over and do today's homework."
Can't escape.
Still can't escape.
Song Jin reluctantly walked forward, came to the seat next to Xie Qiao, and sat down obediently.
Today she had no other thoughts and was just quietly copying the family rules. However, just when she had copied half of it, her little head started nodding and the pen in her hand slipped unconsciously.
With a "click" sound.
The sound of a pen falling on the table woke Song Jin up.
She was startled and looked at the half-stained paper, feeling a little unhappy.
She turned her head to look at Xie Qiao and whispered, "Husband, I'm too tired today and don't want to write anymore."
Xie Qiao noticed that Song Jin was not in good spirits today.
He knew that Song Jin had been very busy at her stall recently, and it would be too tiring to ask her to copy the family rules at night.
There is indeed no need to rush into this family rule.
Song Jin was well behaved today. If she wasn't tired, she would have studied hard.
Not that kind of sneaky and cunning student.
She is very well-behaved.
"Well, that's all for today." Xie Qiao said.
"Thank you, husband!" Song Jin immediately got up from the bench.
She quickly washed herself, changed into her pajamas, got into bed, and fell asleep soundly.
It seems that he has no other thoughts.
Xie Qiao looked at Song Jin's actions, shook his head helplessly, put away the writing materials Song Jin had just used, blew out the candle, and returned to his bed.
He didn't sleep well last night.
Behind the bed curtains, the girl beside him breathed evenly, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes slightly closed.
Xie Qiao curled his lips and lay flat on the side of Song Jin——
The girl's sleeping posture is also so lovely.
Then, the lovely and quiet girl suddenly spoke from her heart -
[Well, that young man on the street today had a really nice waist! 】
Xie Qiao: “!”
He turned his head in disbelief and looked at the still well-behaved girl.
He was very sure that the voice just now belonged to Song Jin!
But she seems to be asleep now...
Are you still thinking about your waist when you fall asleep? !
The pain in Xie Qiao's forehead, which he had suppressed with great effort last night, began to throb again.
He turned sideways and kept looking at Song Jin.
But after that voice from her heart, the girl had nothing else to say.
Nothing else...
But the girl's slightly raised lips, what is she expressing so beautifully?
His breathing was unsteady and he felt like something in his heart was about to explode.
Finally, he stood up and lay on his side.
His lips stayed not far from Song Jin's ear, and he reminded her -
"Ajin, don't you want your reward today?"
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