Chapter 97: Very kissable at first glance.
Song Jin buried his head in Xie Qiao's pectoral muscles.
He was only wearing a white shirt, and a strong smell of medicine lingered at Song Jin's nose.
Song Jin wrinkled his nose.
She rubbed her furry head against his pectoral muscles, and then she realized that Xie Qiao was injured.
She wants to leave.
But Xie Qiao held her head to prevent her from moving.
She could only muffle her voice and say, "It doesn't hurt anymore. Don't worry. It's you who's hurting now."
"I'm fine." Xie Qiao didn't care.
Compared to the minor injuries on his body, what Song Jin said just now made him feel cold.
He once wondered where the scar on Song Jin's body came from, but he never expected that it was because her own grandfather had stabbed her with a dagger when she was just born.
Such a small dagger could easily pierce her body.
He didn't know how Song Jin, who couldn't even cry at that time, survived?
He didn't dare to think about it.
I can't even think about it.
He could only hug Song Jin tightly, wishing he could hide her. She was just Song Jin. She had a grandfather and family who loved her. Even if those people had left, he would still be there in the future.
Xie Qiao said in a deep voice: "Ajin, if you are in trouble, then just be Songjin and don't think about those things anymore."
Song Jin did not respond.
She nestled in Xie Qiao's chest for a while.
There were only her and Xie Qiao in the room. Fu Cang was guarding outside, so no one would come in for a while.
Song Jin took a deep breath.
The strong smell of medicine woke her up.
She whispered but firmly, "I want to know."
Xie Qiao remained calm.
Song Jin crawled out of his chest and looked at Xie Qiao seriously: "I want to know. I don't like being confused. And even if I know my identity, I am still Song Jin."
Xie Qiao whispered: "Okay."
He stretched out his hand and wanted to embrace Song Jin, but he heard Fu Cang knocking on the door and said, "Sir, Que'er is here, can you see her?"
"Que'er?" Song Jin woke up suddenly.
It has been a whole day since she went out yesterday. Que'er didn't know what had happened and must have been worried all night. She came out of the shop at dawn to look for Xie Qiao.
"Yes." Song Jin stood up and said, "I can go out by myself. You can rest for a while."
Xie Qiao nodded. He watched Song Jin leave before saying, "Fu Cang, go and help me check on the couple in the Lin Mansion and Lu Yang."
Fu Cang accepted the order: "Yes."
Que'er did not enter Xie Qiao's Mo'an Residence. She stood outside, feeling anxious.
Yesterday, Sister Xiaojin said that she went to deliver something to Madam Lin and never came back. She originally wanted to go to the Lin Mansion to look for her, but after thinking it over, she decided to come to the Xie Mansion to talk to the head of the family first.
Que'er was a little afraid of Xie Qiao. Besides, she was not good at speaking and now her heart was in turmoil. She would definitely speak properly later.
But I didn't expect that when I looked up, I saw Sister Xiaojin walking out of Mo'anju.
Que'er thought that he had not slept all night and was seeing things.
She took two steps forward and firmly grasped Song Jin's hand before she breathed a sigh of relief: "Sister Xiaojin, why didn't you say anything here! I was so worried!"
Song Jin felt a little apologetic and whispered, "I was kidnapped last night, and it was Xie Qiao who rescued me."
Que'er didn't expect that Song Jin was really in danger. She checked Song Jin up and down and asked, "Sister Xiao Jin, are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay." Song Jin grabbed her hand: "It's Xie Qiao who was injured while saving me. I should stay at Xie's house to take care of him these days. You take care of the shop. If anyone comes to find me..."
Que'er said, "I understand. Just say you went to your relative's house. I understand."
Seeing that Song Jin was fine, Que'er felt relieved.
She said, "Little Sister Jin, just stay in Xie's house and don't worry about anything in the shop."
Song Jin nodded, and as soon as Qiao'er left, Xiao Luo got the news and rushed over.
"Girl!" Xiao Luo was surprised, "You're back so soon!"
Song Jin was also happy to see Xiao Luo: "Yeah, I'll stay for a few days this time."
"Okay, okay, Yuechuan Pavilion has been empty all the time. I cleaned it very well. Miss, do you want to go back now?" Xiao Luo whispered, "Miss, I miss the jujube paste cake you made."
Song Jin agreed: "I will do it for you in two days, but I should live in Mo'an these few days."
"Mo Anju?" Xiao Luo was stunned.
Isn’t that the eldest son’s yard? In the past, the eldest master was unwilling to let others in, so how could the girl live in there?
Song Jin quickly explained: "My brother was injured, so Madam Xie asked me to stay here to take care of him."
"Oh oh oh, that's it." Xiao Luo also heard something about the eldest master. Not only that, she heard that the Marquis would also return home in the next few days.
There haven't been so many people in the Xie Mansion for a long time.
Xiao Luo stopped asking and just said, "Miss, if you want to rest and wash up, you can come back to Yuechuan Pavilion at any time. I have been waiting for you in Yuechuan Pavilion."
Song Jin nodded: "Okay."
Only after Xiao Luo left did Song Jin return to Mo'an Residence.
She originally thought that Xie Qiao had gone to bed, but unexpectedly, Xie Qiao was sitting at the table in the room, busy with something.
Song Jin frowned and stepped forward: "Why are you up?"
Xie Qiao: "It's nothing, it just hurts my left hand."
As he spoke, he did not even raise his head, concentrating on writing and drawing on a memorial.
Song Jin knew that a lot of things happened last night. As a person in the court, he must have a lot of things to do.
Song Jin did not disturb her anymore. She sat quietly on the low couch beside the bed. Soon she fell drowsy in the morning breeze.
Song Jin didn't sleep the whole night, especially after she finished talking to Xie Qiao, she felt relieved.
Perhaps because she was relaxed, she fell asleep leaning against the window.
The room was so quiet that even Song Jin's breathing could not be heard.
After an unknown amount of time, Xie Qiao stopped writing.
He raised his hand and closed the memorial.
He has already reported everything that happened last night. His father, Marquis Jing'an, will not return to the capital without an imperial edict and is now stationed in Meng County.
He wrote a letter asking His Majesty to issue an order allowing his father to return home for a few days.
In addition, there was another memorial.
He was injured and wanted to take a few days off, so he asked for leave from the Eastern Palace.
After handing over the two memorials, Xie Qiao raised his eyes to look at Song Jin who was standing by the window.
The girl was sleeping peacefully on the couch, resting her head on her arms, the morning breeze blowing her hair loose.
Her face has been washed. Song Jin, who was like a little kitten last night, is now clean.
Xie Qiao's heart softened.
He stood up and walked to Song Jin, bent down, picked her up and walked to the bed, and finally put her down gently.
He looked at the bed for a long time, and finally lay down beside her naturally, holding her in his arms and sighing.
This is his yard, this is his bed, this is his quilt, this is everything he has.
He was like an old gray wolf who had finally brought his prey back to his den.
He held the girl in his arms and curled his lips in satisfaction.
Song Jin had long been accustomed to Xie Qiao's arms.
Being held in his arms, Song Jin did not struggle, and even found a comfortable position in his arms.
She rubbed against him like a kitten, and finally fell asleep quietly.
Xie Qiao lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.
Such a lovely girl, if they have a daughter in the future, she will definitely be as lovely as her.
He couldn't help but feel soft at the thought that they would have a daughter in the future.
Such a small, soft baby must be very cute.
If they have a daughter in the future, he will do his best to take care of her.
Their...
daughter.
Thinking of this, his eyes fell on Song Jin's heart.
He wanted to reach out and touch her, but he held back for fear of waking up Song Jin.
Finally he stood up, bent down and kissed Song Jin on the heart.
When Song Jin was stabbed in the heart, he must have felt just as soft.
But even with such a cute baby, there are still people who can be so cruel as to kill him.
He had seen Song Jin's chest countless times, but now through a layer of clothes, he felt that the scar was extremely clear.
Xie Qiao stopped looking and just reached out to hug the person tightly, then closed his eyes and fell asleep with Song Jin.
The two of them slept until the afternoon before Song Jin woke up.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she found herself on the bed, on Xie Qiao's bed, and he was even holding her.
As soon as Song Jin opened his eyes, he saw Xie Qiao's face.
He was so close to her. This was the first time Song Jin saw Xie Qiao lying in front of her in broad daylight.
It was always midnight before.
She couldn't see very well in the moonlight through the bed curtains.
But now it seems.
Tsk.
He has a very straight nose and thin, cool lips.
It looks very kissable at first glance.
Song Jin blinked and came back to his senses instantly.
Help!
What is she thinking!
She subconsciously moved back, but Xie Qiao held her waist.
He didn't open his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse: "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, it's okay. How did I get up here?" Song Jin said in a low voice.
"I carried you up here."
"How could you do this!" Song Jin said hastily, "What if others see this? They will gossip about it!"
Xie Qiao curled his lips.
He didn't let go of her hand at all, and even hugged her tighter.
The smell of medicine on his body reminded Song Jin that he was injured. She didn't dare to move, and only cursed softly: "No, no, let me go! It will be bad if they see this!"
"Don't worry, Jin. No one dares to enter Mo'anju. Besides," Xie Qiao said calmly, "even if someone saw us, we..."
"I haven't thought about it yet!" Song Jin interrupted quickly.
Xie Qiao did not mention it again: "Okay, Ah Jin, think about it slowly, but there is one thing."
Song Jin: "Hmm?"
Xie Qiao looked at Song Jin's lips and asked softly, "Ajin, do you want to kiss me?"
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