Chapter 20: Alone, Eminem, your mouth is...
She has such gentle lips, and she speaks softly to everyone.
Can I suck his thumb? Or his tongue...
Chen Jinshi shook his head and dared not think about it anymore.
Just thinking about it made him feel hot all over. Her scent had already penetrated his nostrils, soaked into his skin, and penetrated into his bones. But she was Am.
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The waiter came over quickly with a tray and called out, "Here it is—the braised pork elbow from the private room on the second floor! Excuse me, please, it's very hot!"
When the dishes were served, the table was full.
"Enjoy your meal, both of you."
Chen Ying pursed her lower lip, still unsure of what had been on it. She shook her head slightly, a faint smile playing at the corner of her mouth. "Eat it."
Her faint smile always carried warmth, freshness and gentleness, enveloping him.
"Emu eats too."
He moved the plate of shrimps toward him.
"Amu, I'll peel some shrimp for you."
She said softly, "No, Shi Ge'er, you can eat it yourself, okay?"
Chen Jinshi shook her head, and as she spoke, a peeled shrimp was handed to her mouth.
She had no choice but to open her mouth to receive it, but his fingertips took the opportunity to gently rub against her lips.
"Is it delicious? Am."
She chewed it carefully, pursing her lips to remove any remaining grease, and nodded slightly: "Hmm."
He thought, he held back for a moment, not putting his finger in her mouth.
The waiter opened the steamer, and white steam rose up, revealing a few steamed dumplings covered with skin as thin as a cicada's wing.
"Chen Jinshi, eat slowly and be careful with the heat."
She first picked up one and put it in his bowl, her movements showing the familiarity and care that comes from being familiar with it.
He stretched out his hand, retracted it, picked up another one and put it in his bowl.
She opened her mouth slightly, breathed softly, and took a small bite. The moment the thin skin was broken, fresh juice overflowed and stained the corner of her lips. She subconsciously stuck out her tongue and licked the juice bit by bit. The arc of the tip of her tongue was particularly clear in his eyes.
In fact, it was just a normal action.
Chen Jinshi's eyes were fixed on her wet lips, his throat tightened, and his hands under the table unconsciously curled their knuckles.
He envied a steamed bun, a part of which she could hold in her mouth and swallow into her stomach.
Just this thought made him feel hot all over.
But she is Eminem.
But she is Am, she can't kiss him.
"Amu, is it hot?"
She exhaled and swallowed slowly, a perfectly natural movement, but it sent a tingling sensation down his spine.
"It's okay, just eat slowly."
"Amu, is the food in Jinling to your taste?"
Chen Ying smiled slightly: "Why do you suddenly ask this? I have been here for five years."
Chen Jinshi placed a pair of bamboo chopsticks on his palms, stroking the chopsticks gently with his index finger. His voice was lower than before: "You always say everything here is good. Is it to your liking, or are you just going to make do with it?"
Chen Ying raised her eyes and blinked gently: "I wasn't used to it at first."
He asked, "What about now?"
She paused, then continued slowly, "At first I complained that the rainy season here was too long and the food was too sweet, but later I found that the candied osmanthus flowers were good, the crab roe soup dumplings were good, and the sound of rain hitting the banana leaves in the garden was also good."
Chen Jinshi's eyes fell on the movement of her pursed lips, and he was stunned for a moment.
"Brother Shi?" she called him softly.
He came back to his senses, looking a little embarrassed, afraid that she would see any of his secret thoughts.
Fortunately, she was completely unaware.
The air was quiet for a moment, and she suddenly smiled and said, "Why are you in a daze? What are you thinking about?"
As she spoke, she put a piece of mutton into his bowl and stretched out her left hand. Chen Jinshi was startled and slowly leaned over.
Her hand just fell on the top of his head, touching it. She was stunned for a moment, pushed him away, and said, "Give me the teacup, I'll pour you some tea."
That's what she wanted.
He stood up straight, the tips of his ears turned slightly red, and his Adam's apple rolled: "Oh."
Chen Ying took the teacup, her knuckles tightened slightly, and her eyelashes drooped. The steam from the steamer was still rising.
She poured him some tea, and he took it with both hands. She said calmly, "Eat quickly, and go home soon after. I have a lot of things to do at home. Chen Xing is waiting to reconcile with me, and I also need to discuss with Jin Xing about going to the Zhang family the day after tomorrow. Chen Jinshi, starting tomorrow, you must go to the academy and study hard. Don't slack off for a single day."
One sentence brought him back to reality.
The reality full of fireworks, worldly, and unchangeable is his mother's...reality.
Fortunately, she was still willing to coax him.
On the way back home from Xiangmanlou, she said to him in that extremely gentle voice: "Shi'er, you did very well today, you have done very well recently, so don't let me worry about you in the future."
He no longer had the slightest rebellious instinct. He didn't know when this change had happened, but it happened suddenly.
He went from deliberately making her angry, causing trouble for her, and disobeying her in everything to willingly submitting to her.
"Yes, Am."
"Am, can you praise me again? I beat the Iron class last time, and you didn't praise me yet."
"I will definitely do better in the future."
"Amu, I'll listen to you."
…
"By the way, Chen Jinshi, are your injuries feeling better? You need to apply medicine again tonight." When the two were about to go back to their rooms, Chen Ying stopped him and asked.
Chen Jinshi stopped and turned back slowly: "Then, Am, shall I go to your room?"
Chen Ying originally thought he would make a strong request, but unexpectedly it was a question, so she shook her head: "Ask Wang'er to help you."
She had never expected that Chen Jinshi would actually hold her back and demand, "You said I did a good job today, so I want you to give me a reward and apply the medicine to me personally."
Chen Ying blinked. It was not like she had never seen his body before, so it was no big deal to give him the medicine. But...
"I want to know, what's the difference between me applying medicine to you and Wang'er applying medicine to you? Chen Jinshi, don't tease me."
She just thought he was bored again and wanted to cause her some trouble. Teasing her and annoying her was his usual trick.
Chen Jinshi opened his mouth and rolled his tongue between his teeth. What should he say?
He said he wanted to be touched by her, every inch of his skin was clamoring for her to touch him, even kiss, lick? Suck? Bit...
He pretended to be serious: "Amu, everyone has their own expertise. Wang'er's skills are not as good as yours."
Chen Ying smiled and shook her head: "You think too much, it's just applying medicine, it's the same no matter who applies it, don't be unreasonable in the future."
She turned to leave, but he called her back.
"Am, don't you want to see how my injury is recovering? Don't you... care about me at all?"
With a bang, she closed the door.
"Chen Jinshi, go back to your room."
There was no point in reasoning, and there was no point in showing weakness. Chen Jinshi was furious and anxious, and he shouted outside:
"Chen Ying! If you don't want to help me, then don't help me! Just consider it as my help today for nothing!"
Chen Ying closed the door, leaned against it, and frowned. She had been feeling overwhelmed just now, but after hearing what he said, she felt relieved.
So, Chen Jinshi just refused to change his bad habits, that's all.
It was already late at night when she finished her affairs at home. She tidied herself up and lay down. As she moved, she felt a soreness in her waist and abdomen. She reached out and felt the coolness of her small clothes.
My period is here.
Fortunately, she was in good health, so she got out of bed and found a cotton cloth to put on the bed.
After a good night's sleep, when I woke up, Chen Jinshi was already waiting outside the door.
"Amu, I'm going to school."
She rubbed her forehead and sat up, looking at the man through the door screen. He stood in a handsome posture, with a ponytail tied with red silk, and sometimes a short sword at his waist.
Chen Jinshi's dress was not like those of the noble families. He usually wore a long gown made of cotton and silk, and there were not many precious jades on his head and waist, but he had a dignified figure and a cheerful and upright appearance.
"Oh, go ahead, but go slowly."
She saw him hesitate and still not leave, and heard him ask, "Are you tired, Mom? Why haven't you gotten up yet at this hour?"
Chen Ying slept soundly last night, and with the heat flowing out of her vagina, she couldn't help but stay in bed for a while longer.
"Nothing, I just woke up. By the way, have you had breakfast?"
The family only hired two cooks, which was barely enough to provide the family of four with home-cooked meals.
"No, I'm going to the street corner to eat a bowl of wontons."
He was carrying a school bag, and Wang'er followed behind him with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
"Okay, go ahead. Do you have enough silver?"
"enough."
"Um."
She watched for a moment longer until the figure left.
She sighed softly. Most of the time, he was a good son.
Sometimes, he will be a little rebellious, but it doesn’t matter. When he is rebellious, he is still a rebellious son. A son is a son. If he is not obedient, she will just discipline him more.
The mansion has been busy these past two days, so Chen Ying has handed all the shop affairs to Manager Bai and rarely goes there.
Early that morning, Chen Jinxing packed up and went to Tinglan Garden to invite her.
"Amu, we can go now."
Chen Ying looked at his appearance. He was about twenty years old, with a face as smooth as jade. He was wearing a moon-white Hangzhou silk gown, a jade pendant around his waist, and a crown on his head. He spoke in a clear voice and looked like the most gentleman in the family.
Seeing her coming, he leaned forward slightly, his posture respectful and his eyes calm.
Chen Ying sighed softly in her heart. Hsinchu was growing up, and Jinxing was becoming more and more gentlemanly, especially mature and steady in recent years.
"You look very nice today. Tell Chen Xing to count the gift list again, and we'll set off now."
"Yes, Am."
After a while, the two of them got into the carriage. Chen Ying instructed, "If you meet someone today, whether you like them or not, please tell me in private first so I can negotiate with Madam Zhang."
Chen Jinxing nodded: "As long as it's what Emu likes, Jinxing has no objection."
Chen Ying said helplessly, "You're the one who will be living with us in the future, so please don't keep saying things like this. You've been very polite to me all these years, giving me face inside and outside. I know you're polite. But you and I both know that I'm not your real relative, and it's impossible for me to stay in the Chen family forever."
Chen Jinxing lowered his eyes and fell silent. Chen Ying rarely spoke to him at such length, and every word came from the heart.
"Since I call you Mom, even if you leave in the future, we will still be a family for life. Mom, I trust you completely and I am completely confident in leaving the choice of my wife to you. You will decide how I will live the rest of my life."
This was also the first time that Chen Jinxing spoke such earnest words.
He paused, then continued, "As Shige'er grows older, he becomes more and more dependent on you. This... is probably because he lost his mother too early. But, Mom, he's not young anymore. If he's still so attached to you, it might seem... "
Chen Ying interrupted Chen Jinxing's unfinished words: "I understand, you don't have to worry about this. Shi Ge'er has a kind heart, he knows his limits, and I know that too." Chen Ying felt that Chen Jinxing's words were too harsh.
Chen Jinxing shut up, still skeptical in his heart, but seeing Chen Ying so sure, he didn't say anything more.
He has a good heart... He cursed his second aunt as a bitch and broke his second uncle's ribs with a kick. He is still not well-behaved.
The two of them were silent all the way as the carriage swayed to Zhang's house.
The Zhang family was also sincere in their intention to form this marriage. The Chen family had a clean record, with a shop and prescriptions passed down from their ancestors as their foundation. Chen Jinxing was one of the most prominent members of the younger generation of the Chen clan, far superior to his younger brother, who spent his days fighting and playing with birds.
Chen Jinxing's younger brother, Chen Jinshi, was a scholar, which added some color to the match, but it didn't make much difference. In a wealthy place like Jinling, there were many scholars. If he could pass the imperial examination this year, the Zhang family would be marrying up to the Chen family.
The Zhang family had been in the silk business for generations, and they owned a lot of land in the countryside, making them quite wealthy. Chen Ying secretly thought that the daughters of businessmen tended to be generous, unlike the daughters of simple scholars or noble families, who had rarely left the house and spoke in a flowery, airy manner. Even if they had some housekeeping skills, they wouldn't be able to help with business matters.
That's why she chose this family for Chen Jinxing.
Mrs. Zhang greeted her at the door, smiling brightly, "Sister, you're finally here. Look at how hot it is, you must be sweating profusely. Come in with me and have some tea."
Chen Jinxing got off the carriage first, then turned around and helped Chen Ying get off the carriage very respectfully.
Chen Ying held onto his arm as she came down. Although his arm wasn't as strong and powerful as Chen Jinshi's, it was still firm and steady. She narrowed her eyes slightly, adjusting to the sunlight for a moment. Chen Jinxing had already held the umbrella over her head.
Mrs. Zhang watched quietly from the side and became more and more satisfied with Chen Jinxing.
"I've heard that the two sons of the Chen family's eldest branch are both extremely filial. Seeing them today, I can see that their reputations are truly well-deserved."
In this world, the word "filial piety" is absolutely impeccable. Filial piety is the foundation of virtue. Even if Chen Jinshi was a troublemaker, as long as he mentioned his filial piety, even the strictest teacher in the academy would praise him.
Chen Ying was welcomed into the hall, and Chen Jinxing put away the umbrella.
Madam Zhang asked, "What kind of tea do you like to drink, sister? I'll ask my wife Ruo Ling to make it for you."
Chen Ying said politely, "Don't bother the children. As elders, we are self-sufficient."
Mrs. Zhang smiled and said, "Your two sons are difficult to manage, but fortunately you still have a little daughter who can be considerate of you. In my opinion, you should just order the two young masters around."
Finally, Zhang Ruoling came out and made tea for the elders. Chen Ying took the opportunity to signal Chen Jinxing to take a closer look at the other person. If he really didn't like her, it was still not too late to back out.
Chen Ying got down to business. "Their mother died early, and their father, a military man, was troubled by how to raise three children, so he entrusted them to me. Jinxing is not young anymore, and I have a heavy burden on my shoulders."
Madam, you should know that when the Chen family's eldest grandmother comes into the family, although she will not have parents-in-law above her, she will be the eldest sister-in-law to her younger brother and younger sister."
"I know that." Mrs. Zhang picked up the teacup and took a sip. Zhang Ruoling stood quietly behind her. She was a well-behaved person. She would remain silent unless her elders asked her to speak.
Madam Zhang instructed Zhang Ruoling, “Come to the front and pay your respects to your Aunt Shen.”
Chen Ying was unmarried and an elder, so she was called "Auntie" to show respect.
Zhang Ruoling took a step forward and bowed slightly: “Aunt Shen, how are you.”
His voice was clear, his movements were neat, his posture was respectful and polite, and there was nothing wrong with him.
Chen Ying asked Chen Jinxing to take out the gift he had prepared earlier and gave it to her: "Jinxing, you have also met your Aunt Zhang."
Chen Jinxing stepped forward and bowed, handing the brocade box to Zhang Ruoling. Zhang Ruoling's cheeks flushed slightly, and the two of them standing together looked quite a good match.
Chen Ying glanced at Chen Jinxing covertly, asking what he meant.
Chen Jinxing lowered his eyes slightly towards her, then raised them again.
Chen Ying understood in her heart that it seemed that most of the matter was settled.
She leaned back in her chair, quietly watching Zhang Ruoling's every move, and wondered to herself: If she became Chen Jinshi's eldest sister-in-law, would she be able to control him?
However, Chen Jinshi has grown up and will not get into trouble easily. He will respect his elder sister-in-law as he respects himself.
It would be a good opportunity for the little girl to marry into the family so that she can enjoy a peaceful life and take care of her younger siblings' food, clothing and daily life.
Chen Ying was very satisfied.
She and Madam Zhang exchanged a glance, and in tacit agreement, they sent the two younger generations out: "Ruoling, take Master Chen for a stroll in the shade of the garden."
The two walked out of the hall side by side, a perfect match.
Chen Ying herself had never experienced this before, but as she looked at their backs, a loving smile appeared on her face.
Madam Zhang got straight to the point: "Your young master is not young anymore. We can now go through the six rituals according to the formalities."
Chen Ying had exactly this in mind. If she could find a wife for Chen Jinxing sooner, she could report to the general's monument sooner.
The two quickly discussed the next steps, and the wedding would not be completed until at least a year later.
In the evening, Mrs. Zhang wanted to keep the two of them for dinner, but Chen Ying declined on the grounds that it was against etiquette, and took Chen Jinxing on the carriage back home.
"Jinxing, how was your time with Miss Zhang today?"
Chen Jinxing nodded. "Very good. The person that Mom chose is very much to my liking. Thank you for your hard work."
Chen Ying didn't think there was anything wrong with this. The two of them seemed to be a good match and would definitely live in harmony in the future. The most important thing was that they were well-matched, and both parties were sincere and committed to marrying each other.
The woman was modest and the man was courteous, everything was just right.
Thinking of this, Chen Ying was in a good mood. When she returned home, she asked Chen Xing's wife to set up dinner in the garden. She planned to wait for Chen Jinshi to come back from the academy and tell him the good news.
Before Chen Jinshi came back, Chen Ying and Chen Jinxing sat under a tree, just like the afternoons they used to spend with Chen Jichuan.
She hadn't touched needlework for a long time. She sat under a tree, eating snacks, and listened to Chen Jinxing talking to her intermittently about things at the counter.
There was a subtle complaint in his words: "It's been a while since Am has asked me about the business in the shop."
Chen Jinxing didn't show it on his face. He just quietly poured her tea and lowered his eyes to watch the tea leaves floating in the water.
"I saw a few days ago that you kept your account books in order and handled things much more properly than in previous years. There was no need for me to say anything more." Her voice was soft and her words always convinced people easily.
Chen Jinxing's tone was unclear: "Amu should at least ask, you already have a share in the Chen family's business."
She pursed her lips into a faint smile, refusing to comment.
When the day came for her to leave, she was sure that she would not take anything from the Chen family.
Even though they kept trying to stuff it into her hands.
After a while, Chen Jinshi came back. He saw from a distance that Chen Ying and Chen Jinxing were sitting together, their postures were natural, just like she used to be with his father.
He felt very uncomfortable.
He knew clearly that the relationship between the two of them was a very normal one, but he was so dirty that he couldn't stand any man appearing around her.
What he dared not admit to himself was that he was too attached to Am. Perhaps Am's embrace was too warm, her breasts too soft, and he actually, shamefully, wanted to kiss her, to strip her clothes off and kiss her.
This really shouldn't happen.
Whatever the reason, you shouldn't.
The desire for control that had surged to its peak pushed him to walk over quickly, push Chen Jinxing aside, and sit between the two of them.
Chen Ying smiled at him and said, "I have some good news to tell you. Jin Xing's marriage to Miss Zhang is finalized."
Before Chen Jinshi could speak, she added, "This matter cannot be made public yet. The two families haven't gone through the formal engagement process yet, and we must not tarnish Miss Zhang's reputation."
There were snacks and a few simple dishes on the table. Chen Ying picked up the chopsticks and told them to start eating.
After hearing the news, Chen Jinshi didn't react much, just said "Oh" lightly.
Chen Ying looked at him, thinking that he had not yet grasped the significance of this matter to him, and added, "Chen Jinshi, when you want to get married in the future, your eldest sister-in-law will take care of it for you."
Chen Jinshi looked up at her: "Can't Am handle it for me?"
Chen Ying stared at him, speechless for a moment.
Chen Jinxing said: "Jinshi, Am has her own life to live. She won't stay here to take care of you forever."
Chen Jinshi opened her mouth. Given her usual temper, she would definitely make a scene. If he didn't want her to leave, then she could stay in the mansion. They would treat her like their mother and honor her for the rest of their lives. What was wrong with that?
But he finally shut up. He shouldn't have made such a fuss.
The meal was tasteless as Chen Ying and Chen Jinxing kept talking about everything from how much silver to prepare for the betrothal gift to how to renovate the backyard of their home to welcome the new bride.
Chen Jinxing said, "Leave more money for Shi Ge'er, so that he won't have trouble finding a wife in the future. Don't make the yard too big, at least leave some space for Shi Ge'er and his family."
Chen Jinshi put down his chopsticks and looked up with an irritated look: "None of your business is my business."
He wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and stood up. "The academy is closed tomorrow, Mom. I'll stay home. If you need anything, don't do it yourself. Just call me."
Chen Ying was a little surprised and asked him, "Don't you have anything of your own to do?"
He smiled and said, "No, Am, I'll make you some snacks tomorrow."
"What kind of snacks are you making..."
The next morning, Chen Ying rolled up her sleeves, carried a ladder, and climbed up and down to check the courtyard and the wall.
She was a woman who grew up on horseback. Although she learned to be more gentle after coming to Nanjing, the general protected her in every way when he was there. Apart from asking her to do some needlework and take care of the food and clothing of the children, he never let her worry about other things. But at heart, she was still a strong woman with great strength and agility.
Her brown curly hair had not been tied up yet and was spread out like seaweed.
She picked up a bucket of mortar, and with a flip of her wrist, she filled the gaps between the bricks neatly, and then carefully applied red paint.
This mansion is quite old and needs repairs everywhere.
When Chen Jinshi came out of the kitchen carrying a lunch box, he saw her standing on the ladder touching up the paint.
She walked steadily, had a tall figure, and had slender hands and feet. Her sturdy hips and legs, tight and flat waist and abdomen, straight shoulders and back, and a clear waistline were faintly visible under the fabric.
Such work was easy for her.
Chen Jinshi's face darkened. He put down the lunch box and shouted coldly, "Chen Ying, why are you climbing so high? Can you come down?"
Chen Ying didn't look back, she was just busy touching up the paint, and replied to him: "Don't bother me, go play somewhere else, I'm busy here."
"You come down first."
"Chen Jinshi, don't you see what I'm doing?"
"Chen Ying, didn't you say that if anything happens, let me handle it?"
Chen Ying glanced back at him. He stood in the sun, his eyes dark and full of anger, looking as if he was very dissatisfied with her.
She stared at him for a while, and finally relented: "Okay, okay, come on, I'll be down right away."
Chen Jinshi stepped forward to hold the ladder, and she climbed down steadily, step by step, until she passed through his arms. His arms inadvertently wrapped around her legs, hips, and waist.
She turned her head and he let go of the ladder, stepping back slightly.
She dusted off her hands and looked him up and down: "Why are you up so early?"
Chen Jinshi pointed to the food box on the stone table: "I made some snacks for you."
"What kind of snack?"
"Candied osmanthus cake."
She nodded slightly and pointed at the paint-chipped beams and asked, "Can you do this?"
He took the ladder from her: "What's there to be afraid of?"
He found his spot and started to climb up. She supported him from below: "Go slowly."
Chen Jinshi climbed up steadily and began to touch up the paint.
"Chen Jinshi, when did you learn how to make dim sum?"
"I just learned it. This is my first time doing it."
"Then I dare not eat it."
The words were spoken casually and in a joking manner.
Then Chen Jinshi turned around condescendingly, clearly looking down at her, but his eyes were clearly filled with aggrieved emotions.
"Keep working," she ordered him sternly.
He turned around and continued to swing his arms upwards, moving his thin waist and broad back along with them.
His movements were obviously more efficient than hers. I thought it would take a whole morning to complete the work, but it seemed to be done very quickly.
He asked her, "Am, am I doing well?"
She couldn't understand why he needed her to praise him no matter what he did.
Fortunately, she happened to be very fond of him.
"You did a great job."
"Can you give me a reward?"
She suddenly became alert, afraid that he would come up with some trick to tease her again.
He turned to look at her, one hand on the handrail of the ladder, the other holding a brush, and raised an eyebrow at her.
She avoided his gaze and didn't want to agree.
"Emu, what are you thinking about?"
His voice was clear, and she felt a slight shiver run down her spine, looking up at him.
He saw her light brown eyes in the sunlight, her pupils were like two glass beads, her eyelashes were curved and curled, she looked at him fixedly, a little at a loss, a little alert, and a little indulgent.
She is so well behaved.
"I just wanted you to try the snacks I made."
Having said that, he turned around and continued to work.
She frowned and lowered her head, unable to tell whether she was relieved or more alert.
He was teasing her, she was almost certain.
He must have made a very bad candied osmanthus cake, and no one could taste it or praise it, but he wanted her to eat it and praise him.
She was the only one who indulged him, so she was the only one who could be teased by him, so he would force those snacks into her mouth.
And in response to his burning gaze, she would not only eat it, but also praise him.
He was sure of this, and even if she didn't, he would use his pitiful eyes to beg for her praise, just like he asked her to praise him for his quick and good paint touch-up just now.
He worked quietly upstairs, while she was getting angry on her own below. She couldn't let him tease her again and again.
She made up her mind that no matter how much he begged, she would never eat the snacks he made!
Soon, Chen Jinshi finished patching this section of the beam and asked him with a somewhat sweet voice, "Is there anything else that needs fixing?"
Chen Ying said: "Not for now, let's stop here today."
The sun was rising, and she had no intention of torturing him.
"Come down slowly."
He climbed down and she let go of the handrail.
He stopped and said, "Amu, hold on to me."
Chen Ying looked at him, who was only half a person's height above the ground, and then looked at his harmless face, and once again saw through his teasing.
She stepped back: "Come down by yourself."
Chen Jinshi gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to her: "Help me up."
"Chen Jinshi, stop acting weird."
He stepped onto the ground without even jumping: "Chen Ying, I helped you today, and I helped you last time too, but you treated me like this, you're going too far."
"You helped me last time, but this time you have to understand that this is the beam of your Chen family."
Chen Jinshi was choked, a moment of embarrassment flashed across his face, and then he continued: "That's what I said, but if you didn't insist on doing it yourself, the family could have paid a small worker to do it. Chen Ying, I've wanted to say something to you for a long time. You are always like this. You can pay someone to do it, but you insist on doing it yourself?"
Chen Ying walked forward, and Chen Jinshi followed closely behind her, still holding his food box containing candied osmanthus cake in his hand.
He's so annoying when he keeps on talking.
Chen Ying explained: "Of course I am different from a young master like you. Not only am I used to doing things myself, my family's yurt has to be moved twice a year, and I drive thousands of cattle and sheep by myself. I'm very sorry, I can't accept your habits, and you don't have to force me to change. Anyway, I will leave when your sister-in-law marries me. If it weren't for..." If it weren't for your father, we would never have met in this life. A young man like you and I are from two different worlds.
Knowing that these words would definitely hurt him, Chen Ying stopped talking and didn't say anything.
Even so, she thought, her last words might still annoy him, and she braced herself for a scene.
But no.
There was no movement behind her for a long time. Chen Ying hesitated and turned back. Chen Jinshi was standing not far behind her. He shrugged and walked to her side.
"Since you can't change, there's nothing I can do. At worst, I'll do all the rough and tiring work for you in the future."
Chen Ying obviously didn't realize that he would say that.
She thought he would have a fight with her no matter what, and then she would walk away and never see him again today.
But the atmosphere was peaceful. They walked into the garden and found a stone table to sit at.
Chen Jinshi took out the food box and took out the candied osmanthus cake.
He seemed to have been looking forward to this moment for a long time.
"Amu, what kind of tea would you like?"
He asked carefully, as if he wanted to make the dim sum tasting process perfect.
"random."
She looked away and tried to express her protest with her body language.
The appearance of this osmanthus cake...is indeed quite good.
I think he got up early in the morning and tried many times before he succeeded.
Barely watchable.
"Then Biluochun?"
He leaned over to look at her.
She shook her head slowly.
"Longjing?"
She nodded slightly.
"Okay."
She frowned as she watched him make tea. His movements were so rough, even more unrefined than those of a grassland girl like her.
He washed his hands, brewed the tea in a few seconds, pushed it in front of her, and looked at it eagerly, waiting for her to pick up the osmanthus cake and taste it.
She took a few sips of tea and was quite forgiving of his tea-making skills.
"Amu, try this."
He pushed the plate toward her.
She shook her head gently: "I'm not hungry yet, so I can't eat much."
Chen Jinshi frowned, changed direction, picked up the neatest piece and handed it to her.
"Try it, just take a bite."
Chen Ying took a breath, but still shook her head: "I don't want to eat it, you can put it away first."
His patience was about to run out, so he leaned on his arm and asked her, "When are you going to eat?"
Chen Ying raised her eyes to look at him: "How about...tomorrow?"
He said angrily, "Tomorrow's weather is ruined. What kind of weather is this?"
"Then, then you give it to Wang'er? I'm too full and can't eat anymore."
Chen Jinshi came back to his senses: "Chen Ying, you don't want to eat."
Chen Ying neither nodded nor shook her head, her gaze lightly falling on him.
"Are you going to eat or not?"
She shook her head slightly.
He stood up suddenly, put his hands on her chair, and looked her up and down.
Chen Ying was stunned, and looked up at him with a look of confusion and panic.
His heartbeat was so close, and his arms were like iron clamps around her.
The man's aura came crashing down on him like an overwhelming force, a mixture of aggression and aggression, and there was no room for resistance.
"Em, eat what I cook."
His sharp gaze was like a bundle of ropes, holding her tightly.
He briefly took one hand away from hers, took out a piece of soft, sweet osmanthus cake he made himself from behind, and then forcefully stuffed it into her mouth.
—
He was very strong, and her lips were tightly closed, yet very soft.
He knew how soft her lips were and pushed them open with ease.
The soft texture of the pastry allowed for smooth entry, and his thumb pressed against her teeth.
She was forced to open her mouth, and her tongue rolled the pastry in, along with his fingers.
This means that he got what he wanted.
Am, if you say no one more time in this mouth of yours, I will fill it up.
She stared at him, but under his strength, she could not move at all and could only let his fingers enter her mouth.
In addition to feeding her the piece of sweet pastry, he also twisted her lips, stroked her teeth, and stirred her tongue.
To her surprise, the cake tasted delicious. She thought she had wronged him.
He wasn't teasing her—if it hadn't gotten to this point.
His eyes were locked on her, preventing her from escaping. Her gaze gradually gave in and softened under his pressure.
Then she began to savor the taste in her mouth, nodding slightly.
The base of his finger hooked the corner of her mouth and then withdrew.
He didn't dare stay in that place any longer, because if he stayed there for too long, she would notice something was wrong.
The moment his thumb touched the softness, he suddenly felt that there was always a huge distance between him and her. If he wanted to get closer, he would be afraid of being pierced by thousands of arrows.
Her lips closed again, her teeth chewing in her mouth, she looked at him, not daring to make a sound for a moment.
He sat back, distanced himself from her, and gradually returned his eyes to eye level.
"Is it delicious? Am."
An ordinary question brought everything back to normal, as if what had just happened had never happened.
She breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "It's delicious."
He was still staring at her, and this gaze made her slowly avoid it. She was restless and at a loss.
Then she asked, "Can I have another piece?"
Chen Jinshi put his index finger and middle finger together, bent them slightly, and pushed the plate forward until it was in front of her.
"This plate is all yours, you can eat it all."
He said "you can," not "you must."
Chen Ying thought that he had returned to normal.
She picked up a piece of cake and put it in her mouth, chewing slowly. The feeling of his thumb stirring and pressing in her mouth was still there.
She lowered her eyes and frowned slightly.
Chen Jinshi kept looking at her without moving his eyes away.
That kind of gaze had a shape, like a rough thumb, the same one that had just entered her mouth, stroking her eyebrows, kneading her face, resting on her shoulders, and even... faintly pinching her neck.
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