66 Chapter 66 Wet Tongue
◎I only like you◎
Yuliu subconsciously took a half step back, moving away from the smell of incense and putting some distance between her and Su Yunyan.
Yuliu's action was not concealed at all, and it was almost a subconscious reaction at the first moment.
Su Yunyan's half-smiling face froze for a moment, almost unable to maintain.
Fortunately, Yuliu reacted quickly. Xiaoyi took a half step back, covered her mouth with her handkerchief, tilted her head slightly, coughed a few times, and said softly, "I've been wandering around since I was a child, and my body is quite weak. I've only just made it through the night, and I'm feeling a little unwell. Perhaps I've caught a cold. This... I'm really sorry to have embarrassed you, brother."
With three glances and two words, Yuliu subtly reminded "Su Yunyan" that the brother-sister relationship between them was not the deep affection they had since childhood. At the same time, she cleverly alleviated the embarrassment of her retreat by using the excuse of being weak and afraid of being infected by the typhoid fever.
As for why Yuliu retreated towards Yunhe, why she wasn't afraid of Yunhe being "infected"...
Yuliu felt that there was no need to explain clearly to Su Yunyan what happened between her and Yunhe.
So after Yuliu finished explaining, she put down the handkerchief covering her lips, looked up at Su Yun, and went straight to the point: "I know that brother came here to reunite the three of us siblings, but..."
As Yuliu spoke, her eyes swept across the empty outer hall. Her gaze paused for a moment on the nine-panel lacquered screen that had been pushed over. Then, with a look that she tried to conceal but that was clearly visible to Su Yunyan, she stared at him and said, "But, brother, you can see that my conversation with my sister wasn't pleasant. I'm sickly and frail, and Yunhe is a gentleman who strictly adheres to propriety, righteousness, and integrity... Oh..."
Although her expression was calm, her slender figure easily created an atmosphere of brokenness and sorrow when she whispered.
——Yuliu has always been good at making use of his own advantages.
So even if she let Su Yunyue go, she could easily make up another scenario in front of Su Yunyan.
Anyway, what Yuliu said is the truth.
After all, Su Yunyue had already returned to her country with Jiang Jingmo with the determination not to come back. Yu Liu was not worried that Yunhe would interrupt her, nor was she afraid that the Fourth Prince Xiao Tianmin and the eldest son of the Su family would find out anything. Even if they really did find out, what she said was true.
The topics she and Su Yunyue discussed were indeed "unpleasant", and the personalities she and Yunhe displayed to the outside world were indeed like that.
So when Yuliu was speaking sincerely about Yunhe, a gentleman, her hand, which was clasped with Yunhe's fingers under his sleeve, suddenly felt a rubbing of his tense finger bones.
The slight pain came unexpectedly, and Yuliu couldn't help but exclaimed "Ouch!"
Su Yunyan thought Yuliu was feeling unwell, so he tilted his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
hiss……
How to say it?
Yuliu actually felt that what he and Yunhe were doing was a bit...
Damn exciting.
Yuliu glared at Yunhe from the side, and in revenge, she secretly scratched the back of Yunhe's hand with her fingernail. Then she shook her head at Su Yunyan with a hint of apology: "Nothing, it's just Yunhe and I..."
Yunhe let Yuliu's fingers tickle him, but he didn't let go of Yuliu's hand.
But after hearing Yuliu say a few words, his eyebrows suddenly jumped. However, this time Yunhe consciously restrained the strength of his hands for fear of hurting Yuliu. In a rare move, he interrupted Yuliu before she finished speaking: "It's just that the final result... I'm sure Master Su has seen it too. It's a pity that we didn't persuade the Fourth Prince's wife to come back."
Su Yunyan was not surprised at all. He kept a decent smile throughout and listened to Yun He finish speaking. Just when he was about to express his dissatisfaction.
Seeing this, Yunhe felt a tingling sensation on the back of his hand, like a kitten scratching him, and recalled what Yuliu had just whispered to him. He decided to send Su Yunyan away early.
Yun He then gave Su Yun Yan a natural smile and, following the explanation that Yu Liu had agreed upon with her, said with a sense of relief, "However, judging from Young Master Su's expression, he doesn't seem surprised by the outcome of this matter."
"I think so. Even the Fourth Prince's wife's husband and her brother couldn't persuade her to come back. Yuliu and I have done our best. Even though the result is... at least we have remembered your instructions."
Su Yunyan: “…”
He originally wanted to use this opportunity to give the two of them some advice to show off his status, but before he could utter a word, Yun He's words, which were first positive and then negative, blocked his words.
Yunhe said the compliments and also expressed the attitude that needed to be expressed.
Su Yunyan felt that he hadn't been able to pursue the matter, so he had to smile and replied magnanimously, "That's right. Thank you for your hard work."
"It's nothing. Didn't you also stay with us all night? You've worked hard, too." Yu Liu said with a smile, glancing at Su Yunyan after he came in, peeking out through the crack in the door that was not closed by the servants. She asked knowingly, but pretended to be three parts curious and seven parts guilty, and asked tentatively, "But, is the Fourth Prince waiting for me outside?"
"He's not here," Su Yunyan said casually. He raised his hand and casually pointed at the nine-fold screen and broken teacup that had collapsed on the ground. Immediately, several servants in plain clothes came in and quickly and quietly cleaned up the mess on the ground. He continued, "The Fourth Prince has gone to the morning court."
"That's good. I originally thought I couldn't bring my sister back, and I was afraid the Fourth Prince would blame me..." Yu Liu patted his chest lightly, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Su Yunyan with a flattering smile, "Fortunately, my brother is here now. He's a big shot, and he definitely won't be willing to scold me, right?"
Su Yunyan: “…Yes.”
"Brother has always wanted the Su family to be reunited. Today, it's because of me that his wish has been dashed, leaving him waiting in vain all night." Yuliu said this, intending to clap her hands lightly in celebration, but Yunhe noticed her intention and suddenly tightened his grip on her hand, cherishing it without much force, which made...
Yuliu was reluctant to pull her hand out of Yunhe's palm.
So Yuliu gently waved her embroidered handkerchief and said to Su Yunyan, "Brother, if you have nothing to do later, would you please do me the honor of having dinner at the Chunfeng Fulan Restaurant? I'll consider it my apology."
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The suburbs are sparsely populated, and the paths in the fields are quiet. Yuliu and Yunhe are walking together on the path in the suburbs. When the spring breeze blows, their robes flutter, and the reeds on both sides, like green waves, are blown up by the breeze.
Yuliu and Yunhe walked side by side in the morning breeze, neither of them speaking.
There are few people in the suburbs, it is quiet, and there is a lot of sand in the fields, so you have to squint your eyes.
Yuliu felt something mixed in the wind, blowing into her eyes through her long eyelashes. The fine sand made her eyes sore and she couldn't help but secrete some physiological tears.
Unfortunately, things did not go as planned...
The fine sand did not flow out, but instead moved with Yuliu's blinking, making her feel even more uncomfortable.
Yuliu frowned immediately, slowed down her pace, and raised her hand to rub her eyes with an embroidered handkerchief to drive away the discomfort, but Yunhe noticed Yuliu's abnormality almost the moment she paused.
Yunhe turned sideways and bent his neck to look, only to see Yuliu with her head slightly lowered, her eyes red and moist. Yunhe's heart was in his throat when he saw this, and he almost thought Yuliu was crying.
But soon, Yunhe noticed something from Yuliu's unusual blinking speed. In a flash, he grabbed Yuliu's wrist as she was holding the embroidered handkerchief and about to rub her eyes.
When Yuliu raised her hand, her long sleeves fell halfway to her elbow, revealing a small section of her slender wrist like a jade lotus root, which was more than enough for Yunhe's index finger and thumb to circle around it.
Yuliu felt uncomfortable in her eyes and was stopped by Yunhe. She struggled immediately. While blinking her eyelids quickly, she used her wrists to move her arms to break free from Yunhe's grip.
But Yunhe was serious at this time.
The more Yuliu struggled, the more Yunhe pulled her hand towards him, soothing and guiding her in a gentle voice, "Don't rub it with your hands. Be patient for a while, blink more often, and hold on a little longer. The sand will flow out."
Yuliu wanted to cry but had no tears: "..."
She felt like she had no control over the direction of the sand. It didn't look like it would flow out if she held on a little longer.
"Don't be impatient, be patient, be patient..."
The more Yun He tried to guide Yu Liu, the more anxious she became. However, her eyes were in so much pain that she couldn't find any words to express her current state. Under Yun He's comfort, Yu Liu forced herself to blink for a while, but when she felt that it still didn't work, she didn't know why she suddenly felt a little dissatisfied.
Why is a tiny grain of sand so ignorant and naive?
Normally, at a time like this, shouldn't Yun He hold her face in his hands with pity, gently place a loving breath between her eyebrows and eyes, and help blow away the sand that has gotten into her eyes?!
What is the situation now?
It would be fine if Yun He didn't help her, but how could he even stop her hand? !
Elm Willow looked up at the sky, blinking and shedding tears, and suddenly felt that the spring scenery was boring.
In short, Yuliu became more and more angry the more he thought about it. His hand was held in Yunhe's palm and he couldn't break free, so he just clenched his fist and punched the other person's chest a few times as a way to vent his anger.
Yuliu wanted to hear Yunhe bow to her.
As a result, Yunhe held her hand and let her beat him. Occasionally, when he was hit by a few punches, he would chuckle.
Yuliu raised her head and blinked away her tears, feeling annoyed, angry, and annoyed: "Are you laughing at me, Yunhe?!"
"I didn't." Yunhe stopped smiling immediately.
Yuliu didn't believe it and glared at Yunhe with blinking eyes: "You can't lie to me."
She felt that the way she looked, tormented by a tiny grain of sand and crying, must be very funny in Yunhe's eyes.
"I won't lie to you. I'm not laughing at you, really." Yun He felt Yu Liu's waving hand brush against his Adam's apple. He pursed his lips and applied a little pressure, gently pulling Yu Liu's hand down a little, and gently rolling his Adam's apple, "Are you feeling better now?"
Yuliu felt that the tears in the corners of her eyes had not yet dried. She subconsciously stared at Yunhe with her moist peach eyes and scolded him, "No..."
Yuliu and Yunhe looked at each other.
Yunhe lowered his eyes and looked at the elms and willows.
The girl's light-colored pupils were covered with a layer of light, and when her anger surged, her eyes sparkled in the sunlight.
"Very beautiful." Yunhe looked into Yuliu's eyes, holding Yuliu's wrist with one hand, and gently took off the embroidered handkerchief held in Yuliu's hand with the other hand, then used his fingertips to fold the handkerchief into a square scarf, pressed a corner of the embroidered handkerchief with the tip of his index finger, and gently pressed it around Yuliu's eyes, gently wiping away the lingering tears from the corners of her eyes.
Yunhe helped Yuliu wipe the area around her eyes bit by bit. Finally, he looked carefully at Yuliu's slightly angry eyebrows. He felt that these eyebrows were full of vitality and quite touched his heart. He was very pleased and it was obvious that he liked them more and more the more he looked at them.
But Yunhe just stared at Yuliu, with emotions stirring in his mind, and he was not sure if he could analyze himself thoroughly.
In the end, Yun He couldn't help but chuckle at Yu Liu's eyes. His tone was gentle, but the ending of his voice was a little low and magnetic as he asked, "Are you feeling better now?"
Yuliu sneered, snatched the handkerchief from Yunhe's hand, and held it in her own hand. She said a little awkwardly, "Hmm...are you feeling better?"
Yuliu herself knew very well that her anger just now was totally unreasonable.
To put it bluntly, that emotion was that she was relying on the fact that the other person was Yunhe, so she could act like a spoiled brat.
So even when Yunhe helped her wipe her tears, Yuliu was actually not that angry anymore.
Yun He listened to Yu Liu's answer, felt the wind direction, and moved to stand in front of Yu Liu. "Really?"
"Really." Yuliu poked Yunhe's bamboo-patterned hem, which was folded across his left chest, and looked away. "I already said it's really healed. The gravel came out a long time ago. Why are you still asking?"
"I always feel like... you were angry just now?" Yun He let Yu Liu poke him, motionless, shielding her from the spring breeze. He lowered his brows and stared at her. He changed his tone and asked, "Are you still angry now?"
Yuliu was just a little emotionally agitated for a moment, and she wasn't really that angry. But Yunhe asked her so earnestly that Yuliu felt a rare sense of shyness in her heart.
Yuliu leaned her head against Yunhe's chest, and with her index finger pressed against the bamboo-patterned hem of his shirt, she felt the burning heat and pounding heartbeat beneath his shirt. She took a deep breath, leaned slightly towards Yunhe, and gently raised her toes, leaning close to Yunhe's ear, and whispered very softly:
“…I’m not angry anymore.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Yuliu felt the fingertips pressing against Yunhe's collar, and as Yunhe's chest vibrated, she lifted herself up a little. The scent of herbs and Yunhe's laughter fell on her neck.
"That's good."
As Yunhe spoke, he put one arm around Yuliu's waist, lifted her wrist, and immediately pulled her petite body into his arms and hugged her.
As Yunhe spoke, he slightly bent his neck and gently rested his chin beside Yuliu's black hair.
His chin seemed to rub against her lightly, or maybe he just sniffed the fragrance of her hair with the tip of his nose.
But before Yuliu could feel it, she heard Yunhe holding her with one hand, leaning close to her ear, and like her, lowering his voice, he explained softly:
"I just stopped you because I was afraid you might hurt your eyes. You invited Su Yunyan to a restaurant for dinner, and I didn't..."
"So, don't think you're mad at me for this, okay?"
Yuliu was stunned by what she heard.
What was the half sentence that Yunhe didn’t finish?
She and Su Yunyan went to have dinner. Could it be that Yunhe would still be angry?
Yuliu felt that Yunhe's words sounded a bit unbelievable.
But Yun He's usual clear and smooth tone was mixed with a magnetic ending. When he lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, Yu Liu inexplicably felt...
There seemed to be a rare hint of... in Yunhe's voice.
Wronged?
"Hmm?" Yuliu blinked her misty peach blossom eyes as she listened to Yunhe's words and asked, confused, "What's wrong with dinner? Is it not okay?"
"Okay." Yun He paused, as if hesitant and considering his words, "But..."
"Why are you two alone at night?"
If Yuliu hadn't figured out any other meaning when Yunhe said this, then Yunhe's next few sentences were even more explicit than what he said:
"Can't it be lunch?"
"After dinner, it's dark and windy on the road, very dangerous. Although I will pick you up, I'm still worried about what might happen to you..."
“…”
Yuliu listened to Yunhe's worried voice in her ear, and suddenly understood the meaning of what Yunhe had not finished saying.
She listened quietly to Yunhe's instructions, but a subtle sweetness emerged in her heart.
Yuliu, holding the embroidered handkerchief, put her arms around Yunhe's waist.
Yunhe looks thin when she puts on the clothes, but in fact, Yuliu can only cover half of her body with one hand.
So Yuliu placed her fingertips on Yunhe's left chest, and moved down along the lines of the bamboo-grained edge, feeling the refined muscles that were completely different from Yunhe's own soft and smooth muscles like Junzhu. Her five fingers gently rested on the abdominal muscles and stroked them, following the lines. She hugged Yunhe with both hands, and tried to hold back, but ultimately couldn't.
Yuliu sighed from the bottom of her heart: "Yunhe, your figure is really..."
“…It’s so well hidden.”
Yun He's voice suddenly paused.
After a moment, he lowered his voice and said helplessly, "...As long as you like it."
When the two of them hugged each other face to face, Yuliu could clearly feel Yunhe's heartbeat that was almost jumping out of his chest.
Yuliu listened, resting her fingertips on Yunhe's hard chest and gently drawing circles. Suddenly, she chuckled a few times: "You know, right, Yunhe?"
"What?" Yunhe asked.
Yuliu suddenly raised her hand to stop Yunhe from turning his head, hooked his chin, and raised her head to kiss his Adam's apple:
As the tip of her tongue brushed past him, Yuliu said in a moist voice:
"In this world, I only like you."
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