Chapter 31 She is like a little rabbit with red eyes
Her husband's voice was gentle, and the temperature in the tent suddenly rose. Song Jin's mind was not clear to begin with, and now she could only vaguely hear -
The husband said he was not angry.
Song Jin breathed a sigh of relief.
[Huh, I'm glad my husband isn't angry.] 】
Xie Qiao hovered over Song Jin's body, kissing her slowly and gently, not getting to the point for a long time.
Listening to the girl's inner voice, he chuckled.
Sure enough, the girl's heart was full of him.
It wasn't her fault today, and she was still worried about whether she was angry.
So well-behaved and cute.
Thinking of this, he kissed her twice more.
But then——
[But Master Pei Qin's long-sleeved clothes look really nice today...]
Xie Qiao: “?”
It's already like this, what is she still thinking about?
Thinking about other people's clothes?
He was born in the Xie family in Kyoto, a family of nobles for generations. Clothes and hair were just embellishments to him.
Now this little girl is so distracted because of a piece of clothing?
Xie Qiao's face darkened slightly. He stopped the gentle kiss and went straight to the point.
Song Jin was enjoying the kiss, but her husband suddenly came forward, making her groan.
She bit her lips instantly, tears welling up in her eyes.
After adapting for a while, she finally called out in a low voice, "Husband..."
But Xie Qiao ignored her.
Xie Qiao had engraved the family rules into his bones from the inside out. The first rule was not to talk while eating or sleeping, and he had always followed it thoroughly.
This is also true when a couple is making love in the tent.
All in all, Song Jin had only done it with him once.
But that time, apart from being able to hear her own voice, she could not hear her husband's voice at all. In the end, he even covered her mouth.
Just like now!
Xie Qiao kept silent, but he put in all his strength.
Song Jin was hit so hard that he kept dodging, his eyes were filled with tears.
She was like a little rabbit with red eyes, anxiously wanting to hide.
But he was pulled back by Xie Qiao.
Xie Qiao looked down at Song Jin, and a surge of evil in his heart spread throughout his limbs and bones.
He grabbed the girl who was trying to crawl away, and then pressed her lips with his cold hands.
After the girl's voice was suppressed, he said in a hoarse voice: "Ajin, do you know any good boys in Chongzhou?"
Good boy?
Song Jin uttered twice, trying to answer.
But Xie Qiao did not let go. He just tilted his head and put his ear close to Song Jin's heart.
[My husband, aren’t you angry?] 】
Why does my husband ask others? 】
[Good boy?] 】
[There are a few good-looking ones...]
[Woo!] 】
[It hurts a bit!] 】
Xie Qiao put his ear to Song Jin's heart, but the voices coming from there were all things he didn't want to hear.
So he used more strength.
It was as if an evil fire was burning him and he had nowhere to escape.
Until finally, when the girl sobbed and fell asleep, Xie Qiao gently kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Then he stood up and cleaned her up.
The girl's face was slightly red, and she was sobbing a little in her sleep, with some mumbling in her sleep, but all of them were broken and unclear.
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Song Jin's fruit cakes sold very well and were in great demand before the New Year. Song Jin made a lot of money.
Not only that, Xiu Cui Lou also brought an order, asking her to deliver the pastries she made last time on the fifth day of the New Year.
Song Jin was very happy!
She kept the silver given to Que'er and used it to buy many things.
One of them was the brocade robe given to Xie Qiao.
People come and go in the clothing store.
There were a lot of people coming to buy clothes before the New Year, and this clothing store was stocked with good fabrics, so the waiters naturally served the wealthy customers first.
Song Jin was squeezed into a corner alone, struggling to look at the finished clothes.
She blinked her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.
I was mumbling something in my mind.
[This royal blue color is so nice, it will look great on your husband! 】
[This one embroidered with green bamboo is also beautiful, and it matches my husband's literary temperament very well. 】
【sky! This moon-white dress suits me so well! If my husband wears it, he will definitely outshine the whole Chongzhou. How much does it cost? 】
Song Jin stood on tiptoe and reached out to look at the price on the garment, and then her bright eyes dimmed.
It's too expensive, really too expensive, she can't afford it.
Anyway, my husband is handsome and looks good in anything he wears.
Song Jin quickly moved his eyes away from the moon-white brocade robe.
There are quite a lot of dresses and shirts in the clothing store, much more than men's shirts, and Song Jin likes some of them.
Although she had never lacked food and clothing since childhood, she had never worn such gorgeous clothes.
The layers of gauze skirt were fluffy, and there were shawls of different colors. Song Jin couldn't help but reached out to touch them.
Hmm, it looks good.
The servant next to her didn't like Song Jin at first, after all, the way she was dressed didn't look like she could afford expensive things.
But the girl is really cute.
He couldn't help but approach her and said, "My dear, this skirt suits you very well. In the Lantern Festival some time later, you can wear this light pink skirt and a pink scarf with it, and you will definitely meet your ideal husband!"
The ideal husband?
She is so lucky that she can meet her ideal husband without having to wear this silk dress.
Song Jin lowered his head and smiled: "I'm already married."
The waiter was obviously a little disappointed.
He glanced at the young lady in front of him.
Although she was dressed cleanly, her clothes were all sturdy, durable and cheap.
She still dresses like this after getting married, it seems that she didn't marry into a wealthy family.
It’s such a waste of such a pretty young lady.
The waiter advised: "Young lady, you are so pretty. No matter what your husband's family is like, you should treat yourself better. We have all kinds of clothes in our shop. Why don't you take a good look at them?"
The girl blinked in front of the clothes and said okay.
But when she left the shop, she was holding the moon-white brocade robe in her hand.
The servant shook his head with some regret: This young lady actually misses her poor husband so much.
But Song Jin felt quite happy.
It was a bit expensive, but she had already decided to buy it for her husband.
That little skirt...
She had to work anyway, so she couldn't wear it.
Song Jin bought some other things and took them back. The New Year was coming tomorrow, so she had no plans to set up a stall.
She went all the way back to Chunliu Lane, opened the door and put the things in her hands into the kitchen, then she held the brocade robe and opened the door of the room.
Xie Qiao was still wearing the jacket and sitting at the table. When he heard the door open, he looked up and asked calmly, "Are you back?"
"Yeah." Song Jin walked to Xie Qiao's side with the clothes in her hand. She put the clothes next to him and said, "Husband, this is the clothes I bought for you. Try them on."
"Clothes?" Xie Qiao stopped writing and glanced at the things placed next to his hand.
It was wrapped tightly with a piece of brocade cloth and tied with a beautiful knot on it.
You can tell at first glance that the girl prepared it with great care.
"Yeah." Xie Qiao knew what Song Jin was thinking. He untied the belt with his slender fingers, revealing the brocade robe underneath.
It is a plain dress as white as moon.
He had countless clothes like this in his closet in Kyoto, and the material of this one was not as good as the ones he wore before.
But he knew clearly that even such a plain dress made of not top-quality material would empty Song Jin's wallet.
This is the best a girl can buy.
Song Jin looked at Xie Qiao without saying anything, and she felt a little uneasy: "Husband, do you not like it?"
There was no embroidery on the dress, so it looked a bit plain, but even so she could hardly afford it.
And my husband probably doesn't like things that are too fancy, right?
Song Jin was a little uncertain.
When her husband came to see her that night, the clothes he was wearing were made of good material, but they were covered in blood stains and it was impossible to tell what style they were made of.
The clothes that were taken off could not be worn again, so Song Jin threw them away. If she had known this, she would have taken a few more glances.
"This one is very good." Xie Qiao finally said lightly.
In fact, apart from his official uniform, his casual clothes were all in very light and elegant colors, sewn by the embroidery bureau at home, but he didn't care much about them.
The piece in his hand now was a gift from the girl.
Completely different.
Hearing Xie Qiao's words, Song Jin breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't wait to see her husband put it on: "Husband, would you like to try it on?"
"Yeah." Xie Qiao stood up and took off his jacket.
Song Jin bought three pieces of clothing, one inside and one outside, all made from the same material.
Xie Qiao slowly changed his robe in front of Song Jin, who stood aside and watched, swallowing his saliva from time to time.
Help, my husband looks so elegant when he undresses.
It’s so beautiful!
Song Jin watched carefully, until Xie Qiao had put on all his clothes, but Song Jin was a little afraid to go forward.
My husband is already noble, and such a simple brocade robe seems a little unworthy of him.
Looking at her husband like this, she suddenly felt that she and her husband seemed a little far apart.
Although they were very close when they were on the bed.
Even exchanged with each other.
But now, Xie Qiao didn’t seem like her husband, but more like a god who was out of her reach and whom she could only look at.
Xie Qiao lowered his eyes and glanced at the stunned girl.
He knew that his figure and appearance were excellent, not much inferior to that of the zither player. After noticing that the girl was a little dazed, he unconsciously felt in a very good mood.
He turned around and opened his arms: "How?"
The girl in front of him suddenly came back to her senses. She nodded shyly and said, "My husband looks good in anything he wears!"
Over the years, he had heard all kinds of praise since he was a child in Kyoto, but he never took it to heart.
But now, the simple words from the girl in front of him made him feel very good.
He changed his clothes: "I'll wear them tomorrow."
Song Jin nodded, obviously a little reluctant: "Yeah, okay."
Song Jin has been very busy these days. He was so busy that he fell headfirst onto the bed as soon as he came home. He didn't even have the energy to change his clothes, let alone copy the house rules.
Today is no exception.
After washing up, Song Jin returned to the bed. Before Xie Qiao got on the bed, she fell asleep.
It was not until early the next morning that I was awakened by the sound of firecrackers.
Song Jin opened his eyes on the bed, still a little confused.
Although he didn't have to set up a stall today, it was New Year's Day after all, so Song Jin still wanted to make some delicious food.
The bed tent seemed particularly quiet in the early morning.
Song Jin didn't know whether Xie Qiao had woken up or not. She asked softly, tugging at the sleeve of Xie Qiao's nightgown: "Husband, what do you like to eat?"
"Just something light." Xie Qiao's voice was clear, and it was obvious that he had been awake for a long time.
He didn't have the habit of staying in bed, but today he wanted to lie down for a while longer with Song Jin, and he was particularly fond of the tranquility of the early morning.
"Yeah, okay." Song Jin responded in a soft voice, but did not get up.
Anyway, there are only her and her husband at home, so she only needs to cook six dishes and there is no need to get up so early.
Moreover, she suddenly thought of something.
Tonight is New Year's Eve, which is not only the New Year's Day, but also the ten-day period, the day of love between her and her husband.
Thinking of this, she shrank her neck.
Last time during the New Year’s Eve, my husband clearly said that he was not angry, but his actions showed nothing like that.
She couldn't help but wonder, how could someone who looked so weak be so energetic?
Xie Qiao heard the girl's thoughts, and a suspicious regret suddenly appeared on his handsome face.
He admitted that he was a little reckless last time.
He closed his eyes.
That night, while he was doing it, he listened very carefully to the girl's inner voice. When he heard the girl cry out in pain, he tried his best to restrain himself.
Although I can only restrain myself a few times.
In the end, it was Meng Wang who was being reckless.
He will definitely not be like this today.
must.
He thought so, because thinking of the girl's voice that night, at this sensitive moment in the early morning, he began to feel something strange under him.
In the past, at this time in the morning, the girl would have left her bed to set up her stall, but today, the girl showed no intention of getting up.
Not even a moment later, the girl opened her round almond-shaped eyes and looked at the quilt under him.
immediately.
"Husband, why is your quilt bulging?"
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