Chapter 79 "Ajin thinks I'm old?"
It wasn't completely dark outside yet.
There were only two candles burning in Song Jin's room. The whole room was not bright, as if covered with a layer of gauze.
Song Jin placed her slender white fingers on Xie Qiao's jade belt and began to move hesitantly.
The man's clothes were easy to untie, but Song Jin spent a long time trying to untie them without success.
Song Jin felt that he was still too nervous.
Xie Qiao just stood there calmly, looking down at the girl, without any intention of stopping her.
As if quietly waiting for the girl to open her gift.
But the girl is a little stupid.
My fingers, which were once nimble, seem a little clumsy today.
"Brother, I can't untie it..." Song Jin said in a low voice.
She was a little embarrassed, a little ashamed, and a little hesitant.
Sure enough, this disrespectful action would not go smoothly.
Song Jin tried to pull his hand back, but was stopped by Xie Qiao halfway.
"It's okay." Xie Qiao said softly, "Don't worry, I'll teach you."
I have to admit that Xie Qiao is a very good teacher.
He was neither impatient nor anxious, nor did he look stern. He slowly guided Song Jin to untie the jade belt around his waist, then his outer robe, then his inner garment, until only one layer was left.
Song Jin was leading Xie Qiao to peel off his clothes layer by layer.
Finally, when they reached the last floor, Song Jin said obediently, "Okay, you can put it on, brother."
Xie Qiao: “…”
Xie Qiao: "Ajin, do you think this is the end of the night?"
Song Jin blinked: "What else?"
Just after she finished speaking, the girl suddenly thought of what she said in the afternoon.
Three, three, three...
three times!
She even promised it herself!
Although she knew that Xie Qiao might not be able to come three times, he could last a long time each time.
She would really be exhausted to death if it happened three times!
I don’t know who my brother’s sweetheart is, but she is so obsessed with him that he wants to cut off all ties with her.
Not afraid of exhaustion...
Bah.
Then she would change from a fake widow to a real widow!
Song Jin lowered his head and looked at the official uniforms piled haphazardly on the ground.
Official uniforms were piled at their feet, along with other clothing.
She was a little worried: "You'd better pick up the clothes. They will get wrinkled soon. Didn't you say to be careful?"
Xie Qiao took her hand and kissed her fingertips: "It's okay, no rush."
Xie Qiao said this and picked her up by the waist.
Song Jin subconsciously hugged his neck and was led away from the pile of clothes by him.
Song Jin had just finished bathing, but Xie Qiao hadn't.
Seeing that Xie Qiao wanted to take her to the water, Song Jin quickly stopped him and said, "I don't want to be in the water today."
Xie Qiao fully respected Song Jin's opinion: "Okay."
Then he turned around and put Song Jin on the bed.
He kissed Song Jin on the forehead, turned and walked to the bathroom, washed himself with the water that Song Jin had just used, and then came out wearing only a large cotton towel.
Song Jin's eyes were a little straight.
This, this, this.
This is a bit too much.
Song Jin withdrew her gaze. She felt her side collapse slightly and Xie Qiao moved closer.
She has the same soapberry scent as her.
Song Jin's face turned a little red.
Xie Qiao sounded apologetic, "Ajin, I don't have any other clothes here, so I can only borrow your cotton towel first."
Song Jin tilted his head: "It's okay, you can use it."
"Yeah," Xie Qiao said as he untied the cotton towel on his body.
Song Jin glanced.
【ah! sky! 】
[So big!] 】
[We are ready to start!] 】
Song Jin whispered, "Brother, I think it's better to be restrained. Although you are anxious, don't be anxious. Your health is more important."
"Heh." Xie Qiao smiled softly and asked in a low voice: "Ajin, in your eyes, am I such an impatient person?"
Song Jin shook his head.
She wasn't talking about this urgency.
Xie Qiao asked again: "Ajin, do you think I'm too old to do it three times?"
"Not really..." Song Jin said in a low voice, "It's just for my brother's sake."
"Don't worry, Jin. Although I'm a few years older than you, I'm not that old yet. It won't be a problem in a few decades." Xie Qiao lowered his head and kissed Song Jin on the forehead: "Jin, why don't you come and try it yourself when the time comes?"
Song Jin: “…”
She pursed her lips and suppressed the words.
She subconsciously wanted to agree, but she was not yet so infatuated that her mind was unclear.
In a few decades...
He should have married a long time ago.
When he thought of this, Song Jin's heart tightened and he suddenly felt a little sour. He even lost the mood to do it.
Xie Qiao sensed Song Jin's emotions, and he kissed her cheek again: "What's wrong?"
Song Jin shook her head, she felt a little strange.
She shouldn't have thought of monopolizing Xie Qiao.
She is becoming more and more greedy now. What a bad girl she is.
Song Jin pouted, hooked his hands around Xie Qiao's neck, and pulled hard: "It's okay."
Song Jin responded with a kiss: "Let's get started!"
At the same time, Mrs. Xie's yard was still brightly lit.
Jiang Yan and Jiang Yao finished their dinner in Madam Xie's yard. Jiang Yao had gone to play in the yard, leaving only Jiang Yan and Madam Xie in the hall.
Jiang Yan was raised by Mrs. Xie since he was a child. From the way he was hesitant, it was obvious that he had something to say.
Mrs. Xie just waited like that, without rushing.
She already knew that Jiang Yan's confession to Song Jin had failed when she was taking a nap this afternoon.
Judging from Jiang Yan’s expression, he hasn’t given up yet?
When Mrs. Xie drank her second cup of tea, Jiang Yan spoke up, "Aunt, I confessed my feelings to Song Jin today."
Mrs. Xie was not surprised at all: "Oh?"
Jiang Yan stood up and said to Madam Xie in a serious tone, "The first time I met Miss Song was not on the court, but at the Spring Banquet at Jinming Lake. That day, I asked A Yao to ask Miss Song's name, but I don't know why, Miss Song left first and didn't meet me."
Jiang Yan lowered his head and said, "Later, at the polo match yesterday, I saw her again. I didn't expect that we would have such a fate. She was actually at the Xie family, so I thought about coming to see her today."
"But I didn't expect that after confessing my love to her today, she actually rejected me."
Mrs. Xie was not surprised at all: "Ayan, you used to be a steady person, why are you so impulsive about this? You have only met Xiaojin two or three times, and you are confessing your feelings to her like this. Let's not talk about whether you really refuse or not. That child is an honest one, and you will scare her again!"
"Yes, I was abrupt." Jiang Yan lowered his head. He suddenly thought of something and said, "So what my aunt meant was that she didn't really reject me, but was just scared by me? Do I still have a chance?"
Mrs. Xie didn't dare to guarantee it: "I can't say that, but Xiaojin spends the whole day in the small kitchen studying her pastries. I haven't seen her in contact with any man. It's just that something made her worried a few days ago. Otherwise, I would have planned to find a good family for her, but..."
Mrs. Xie was a little hesitant: "Ayan, your parents may not agree to this marriage."
Jiang Yan also knew this was the case. He said, "I know, aunt. My parents have been looking for candidates for my wife for a while. Most of them are from our families. I don't have a favorite. I know Miss Song's family background is not prominent, but I really like her. If Miss Song and I are in love, please help us, aunt!"
Mrs. Xie sighed: "It's hard to say. You should first see what Xiaojin thinks, and then talk to your parents."
"Yes! Yes!" Jiang Yan said repeatedly: "I understand what my aunt meant. I thought about it this afternoon. I will ask my aunt to organize a banquet and then let my mother and Miss Song meet secretly. Maybe my mother will like Miss Song too."
"You are really calculating, kid!" Mrs. Xie scolded with a smile: "The prize yesterday was actually something you wanted to give to Xiao Jin, right?"
Jiang Yan was a little embarrassed when his thoughts were exposed: "I knew these things could not be hidden from my aunt."
"Of course!" Mrs. Xie said with a smile, "Okay, wait for the news. This is a good opportunity for you young people who are not married to get to know each other!"
Jiang Yan bowed deeply and said, "Thank you very much, aunt."
After this was said, it was already late, so Jiang Yan took Jiang Yao and Madam Xie to pay their respects and left.
Madam Xu stood beside Madam Xie and asked, "Madam, have you thought of a reason to help my cousin?"
"No, it's just an opportunity. Oh, and it's a good opportunity for those ladies to taste our Xiao Jin's cooking skills. And there's one more important thing." Madam Xie nodded: "I always feel that Xie Qiao's talk about his beloved is a lie, and it's a good opportunity to give Xie Qiao a look."
"Yes, you will understand my lady's thoughts."
"By the way, Xie Qiao came back so early today. Did something happen? Where is he now?"
Madam Xu whispered, "After the eldest son came back today, he called the second son to his courtyard, and then the second son quietly left the house without disturbing others. The eldest son should be in Mo Anju's study now. Madam, do you want to see the eldest son?"
"This brat! Why didn't you tell me before leaving the house?" Mrs. Xie scolded him a little, but she also knew that the children had grown up and there must be some things she didn't know.
Moreover, it was Xie Qiao who asked him to leave, so it must be related to the court.
"It's okay. Xie Qiao is tired too. Let's finish the arrangements first and then go find him." Madam Xie said, "Go and call the second son's wife. I'll ask her if she has any good ideas."
Aunt Xu: "Yes."
In Yuechuan Pavilion, the clouds quietly blocked the moonlight, as if shyly covering their faces.
Inside the bed curtains, Song Jin also raised his hands, covered his eyes and face with his arms, and just followed Xie Qiao's movements up and down.
The sheets beneath her were torn to pieces by her, and she kept whining but refused to beg for mercy.
Even though his face was already red and hot, he didn't say a word.
She just vaguely thought -
[How many times has this happened? 】
Why do I feel like dawn is about to break? 】
Xie Qiao was hanging above, his forehead was wet with sweat, and even his normally cold and pale face was slightly flushed.
It was like a thin layer of rouge borrowed from the girl's face.
He pulled out the pillow from under Song Jin's waist, slowly withdrew himself, and asked in a low voice: "A Jin, are you okay?"
The girl covered her eyes with her slender white arms, and she only made two random "hmm" sounds, indicating that she was still there and had not fainted yet.
"That's good." Xie Qiao said. He turned the girl over while she was not paying attention and pressed on her lightly.
All that was heard was a whimper from the girl, and then she buried her head in the only remaining pillow and bit it.
This, this, this!
She was a little skeptical and a little nervous.
[I regret it, I regret it!] 】
I won’t die here! 】
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