Chapter 40: Solo 21 The action was stealthy and bold...
Chen Ying struggled in his arms, but it was no use.
She felt extremely ashamed and angry. Why could Chen Jinshi always act so confidently?
It was as if he was born to be, should be... her man...
He held her in his arms and walked towards Tinglan Garden, his steps steady.
"Chen Jinshi, why are you yelling?" she said angrily.
"I'm not kidding, Chen Ying. I will marry you, and everyone will know about it. Who can you hide it from? Why would you want to hide it?"
Chen Ying's heart skipped a beat when he said that. She opened her mouth and bit his strong arm, saying sullenly, "Have you ever thought about me? How much infamy will I bear? Those people will point their fingers at me and curse me."
She thought he would be more cautious if she said that.
Chen Jinshi suddenly stopped and held her, leaning against a red lantern under the porch. She heard a soft laugh escape his throat. He leaned over and put her down. She sat down by the railing. He palmed her cheek and said, "So that's what you're worried about, not that you don't want to marry me."
It had never occurred to him that she was actually afraid of this.
Chen Ying waved his hand away: "Even if there is nothing going on between us, I will never marry you."
"Chen Ying, what are you afraid of? If anyone dares to say anything bad about you, I'll kick them away."
Chen Ying looked at him quietly: "You have grown up now, is this your way of solving the problem?"
The red lantern's light illuminated the sly smile on his face. "So, what you're saying is, if there's a proper, suitable solution, you'd be willing to do it?"
After going around in circles, he got me into it again.
She shook her head: "It's a pity that there is no such method in the world."
Chen Jinshi chuckled softly, sat beside her, and suddenly reached out to grab her waist, and with a little force he lifted her up easily.
Chen Ying screamed and subconsciously held his shoulders, and he lifted her up and sat her on his lap.
Her hips were pressed against his legs, he kept his legs together, and she was riding on one of his legs.
His cloak was pulled around her, and even through the thick material, she could still feel the warmth of their skin touching.
Meeting his gaze, she placed her hands on his shoulders and gently stroked the back of his neck with her fingertips: "Brother Shi, be good."
He locked his hands around her waist tightly, as if creating a secret space around them.
His palms burned her skin, and he whispered in her ear, "Look, this is so good."
There was still a faint smell of alcohol on his breath, which was surprisingly reassuring.
Chen Ying slowly bent her straight waist and stiff back, slowly snuggled into his arms, leaning against his strong chest, and let out a muffled "hmm" in her nose.
The night wind blew past with wisps of snow. Chen Jinshi rested his chin on the side of her head, and the tip of his nose was red from the wind. The cold and astringent wind brushed across his nose and lips. He breathed in with great pleasure, so as to compare this feeling with the warmth in her arms.
It was like... like, relying on her for survival in the vast snow. Even though the snow in Jinling was always so soft and had no killing power at all.
Chen Ying's cheek was pressed against the fabric of his chest. She could feel the warm skin beneath the fabric, and the strong heartbeat that hit her ear.
It was rare for her to be so obedient, letting him hold her in his arms.
"Yes, that would be great. So, Chen Jinshi, don't ruin everything. Just let it happen quietly and slowly."
Chen Jinshi didn't respond, but stroked the fabric around her waist with his fingertips. In the distance, the footsteps of maids could be heard, and the halo of lantern light flashed from the end of the corridor.
"It's time to go back." Chen Ying pushed his shoulder.
Chen Jinshi had no choice but to let go and watched her get off his legs. He followed her closely and returned to the room.
"By now, my brother and the others are already in the bridal chamber, right?"
Chen Ying turned on the light in the room and turned back to glare at him: "You little brat, what do you know?"
Chen Jinshi leaned lazily against the door frame. Chen Ying grabbed his arm and pulled him in, then closed the door.
He turned around, put his arms around her waist from behind, and rested his chin on her shoulder: "Am I a little boy, don't you know?"
As he spoke, he pulled up one of her hands and placed it on his chest and abdomen.
Only then did Chen Ying realize that he had even taken off his shirt when she turned around.
His palm pressed directly against the scorching body, then he retracted it as if burned, and thrust his elbow back, hitting him right in the stomach: "Get out of the way!"
Chen Jinshi laughed out loud, and instead of letting go, he held her tighter, his breath brushing against her ear: "Touch her and see if she is really a half-grown child."
Chen Ying closed the door tightly and was about to go inside. The man behind her was like a mangy dog, clinging to her tightly, either pinching her waist with his hands or sniffing her neck with his nose, making "hmmmm" sounds as he sniffed.
"Amu... I'm having a good time tonight, can you let me have a good time too..."
"cannot!"
"Please, Am, I am the most pitiful child in this family, and you are the only one who pities and cherishes me..."
Give me a little, just a little.
As he spoke, before Chen Ying could reply, he had already picked her up by the waist and walked towards the bed.
He is not the kind of child who waits for others to feed him, he is the kind of child who can take things by himself.
Chen Ying wanted to break free at first, but she kicked twice symbolically and hit nothing. On the one hand, Chen Jinshi's arms were as hard as iron. On the other hand, he was her most beloved child after all, and she wanted him to get what he wanted.
Well, actually she herself...
She felt dizzy and her back hit the soft mattress of the bed. In a moment, Chen Jinshi's body covered her, his eyes surprisingly bright in the dim light.
He pressed Chen Ying's wrist against the side of the pillow, his eyes tracing her face inch by inch, finally resting on her lips.
"Am..." He called softly, his voice a little hoarse.
When Chen Ying heard his voice, she felt as if her whole body was being roasted on fire.
"Chen Jinshi, don't call me that now."
Chen Ying turned her head away, but he pinched her chin with his fingertips and turned her back.
"Why, Am?"
Chen Ying avoided his gaze. She could not look him in the eye.
He gradually lowered his head, and the sounds of "Ah... Ah..." drowned her out.
"You are my Eminem...why are you hiding?"
"You will always be Eminem, always, um~ I like to be buried here."
They rolled and rubbed against each other, their lips and teeth touching, their breaths intertwined. Chen Ying's hands had climbed up his shoulders without her knowing when, and her fingertips dug into the flesh of his back.
It's because he hasn't worn a shirt for a long time.
I don't know how long it was before I heard a faint noise outside. Someone in the new house was calling for water, which was only natural.
He pulled away slightly, resting his forehead against hers. Chen Ying gasped slightly and opened her eyes. There were wet, slightly red, sucked marks on his lips - left by her. This was not natural.
He got off her: "Amu, wait a moment, I'll get some water for you to wash."
Chen Ying held him back: "Don't go."
Chen Jinshi turned his head and looked at her puzzledly: "Why don't you let me go?"
"There are people outside. It would be unbecoming of you to leave my yard at this time."
Chen Jinshi smiled crookedly: "It looks like the commotion over there is going to last all night. Am, do you think I can stay here tonight?"
"What nonsense! Wait until there's no one outside and then go out. Remember to be quiet and don't attract attention."
"Then I won't go out." He closed the door, lay down on the bed again, lay on his side beside her, and pulled her quilt over.
He snuggled into her arms and buried his face in the crook of her neck: "It's so cold outside, but Am's quilt is warmer."
The candlelight gradually dimmed, leaving only a little dim light. Chen Ying looked at the black hair on her chest and suddenly remembered what he looked like when he was a child.
It was as if nothing had changed. Chen Jinshi was just like this, always staying in her arms and just growing up.
As he grows up, he becomes more docile and obedient than when he was a child, but he also has a bit more aggressiveness.
But the matter of possessing her and marking her territory is no different from when we were children.
It's like everything is destined.
"Go to sleep." She sighed.
He rubbed against her bosom, and soon he could hear the sound of even breathing. He was still shirtless, but Chen Ying was wrapped tightly, and he did not ask for it.
She opened her eyes and looked at his sleeping face in the dim light. His eyebrows and eyes looked particularly soft in the dim light. Well, he is a good boy.
When the daylight came in through the window lattice, Chen Ying woke up first.
The person next to her was still sleeping soundly. She looked down and saw that Chen Jinshi's arms were tightly wrapped around her waist, with her bare shoulders and back resting against the quilt, but she was still feeling hot all over.
She reached out and tried to pull the quilt towards him, but he hummed "Ahm" vaguely without opening his eyes.
Until a maid called out from outside the door: "Is Miss Shen awake? Master and Madam are coming over to serve tea and ask if you are awake?"
Chen Ying's heart tightened. She pushed Chen Jin away and whispered, "Wake up, it's time for you to go."
Chen Jinshi's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes, with a sleepy look in his eyes.
"Amu, why can't you even let me sleep well?"
Chen Ying lifted the quilt and couldn't bear to see him naked, so she quickly took the clothes and wrapped them around him. For a moment, she didn't know whose clothes she had put on him.
Chen Jinshi frowned and sat up. Someone outside called out again, "Miss Shen? Someone's here, waiting outside the door."
Seeing Chen Jinshi didn't move, Chen Ying was angry and anxious, pointing to the window: "Go through the back window, hurry up!"
She tugged at him, and Chen Jinshi raised his eyebrows as he looked at her flustered appearance. His movements became slower and slower. In the morning light, his naked chest shone with a shiny look and had neat lines.
"Emu, give me a kiss and I'll leave."
"Chen Jinshi, stop messing around."
He thought Shen Ying would not dare to refuse now.
Chen Ying glared at him: "Then you just stay here!"
Chen Jinshi's eyes curved in a smile, and he was enjoying this. He slowly leaned against the headboard. The clothes she had just put on him were obviously too small and had already fallen down, making his bare shoulders even more eye-catching. The morning light streamed down on him, illuminating his skin texture even more clearly.
It was a water-green silk shirt, wrapped around his waist, tightening and loosening with his breathing, tightening and loosening again.
He watched Chen Ying walk quickly to the dressing table. The collar of the pajamas she wore last night was open shapelessly, and her skin underneath was flushed. She hurriedly pulled it up tightly.
The people outside obviously didn't believe that Miss Shen was still awake so late, so they called out again. Shen Ying casually picked up a hairpin from her dressing table and tied up her long hair, and replied, "Awake, tell them to wait in the flower hall."
Everyone in this family knew that Miss Shen was used to getting up early, so it was inevitable that the bride felt uneasy when she suddenly got up late. Could it be... that this was a warning to her?
Seeing that the grandmother was anxious, the servants couldn't help but call Chen Ying twice more.
In just a moment, Chen Ying had dressed herself up elegantly. However, when she turned around and saw Chen Jinshi half lying on her bed, she was so beautiful that she couldn't help but blush.
She pointed at him and warned, "Stay right here, don't make any noise, don't move!"
He played with the light green silk shirt around his waist. In fact, Chen Ying rarely had clothes of such a charming color, but she just happened to have this one, and it was wrapped around his slender waist.
"I know, Mom, I'll be good." He took the silk shirt to his nose and sniffed it, then lay down again, on her pillow, his lower body wrapped in her quilt, his upper body completely exposed, his two pink beads rising and falling on his chest with his breathing. He had no shame at all, and when he faced her, he wanted to make it more prominent.
Chen Ying took a deep breath, straightened her skirt, turned around and walked out around the screen.
She opened the door and the morning light from the corridor was just right.
"Let them in."
She returned to the upper seat and sat down upright. Soon, Chen Jinxing and Zhang Ruoling walked in side by side.
The bride was wearing a pomegranate red brocade dress, with the red gold hairpin on her head swaying gently. When she saw Chen Ying, she bowed timidly and said, "Greetings to Mother."
She chose a perfectly reasonable time to come and serve tea, but she still waited at the door for a long time. It was hard not to feel uneasy. Was this an intentional neglect?
Chen Ying obviously fully understood her feelings and blamed herself deeply for causing such a misunderstanding.
She had always been a very soft-hearted person. She stood up, walked over to Zhang Ruoling, and helped her up: "I drank too much last night, so I got up late today. I'm really sorry."
Zhang Ruoling was helped up by her own hands. After a moment's pause, she realized, "It's our fault for coming so abruptly."
Most of the anxiety in my heart dissipated, and I felt that Miss Shen was gentler than the rumors said.
Chen Jinxing looked at Chen Ying silently. The tip of her ears was red, but her expression was frank. Her hair was casually tied up, and her clothes were not very formal, but wrapped tightly.
Chen Ying sat on the high seat, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw the two men were about to kneel down.
She hurriedly said, "Jinxing! Help your wife up quickly. I don't need you to kneel."
To Zhang Ruoling, these words sounded like a polite remark, but then her husband's hand suddenly clamped her arm tightly, lifted her up and made her stand upright.
Zhang Ruoling was stunned. Chen Jinxing received Chen Ying's request and hint, and expressed his agreement.
Since she didn't want to be embarrassed, Chen Jinxing listened to her, even though he didn't want to admit the affair between Am and his brother more than anyone else.
Zhang Ruoling was still in a daze when Chen Jinxing handed the teacup to Chen Ying. He spoke respectfully, leaning forward slightly and saying, "Mom, please have some tea."
Chen Ying took the teacup, took a sip, forced a smile, and put it down.
Zhang Ruoling came back to her senses and quickly offered the teacup. She secretly glanced at Chen Jinxing, sizing him up and thinking for a while, and finally understood that Miss Shen didn't want to be in the position of an elder.
Chen Ying took her tea and said gently, "If you have any questions about family matters in the future, just ask Jin Xing, or you can ask me. The other two children in the family, one is Jin Shi, he is already grown up, you don't need to bother with him, and there is also Jin Yun, you don't need to worry too much about her normally, but she is a girl after all, and you will have to worry about her coming of age and getting married. In addition, this is the key to the house's treasury and the key to the house. Most of the family's wealth was left by the general, I hope you will manage it well in the future."
Zhang Ruoling nodded quickly and took the heavy tray containing the cards and keys that Chen Ying handed to her.
She and her parents were very satisfied with this marriage. Not only was the Chen family's first branch now different from the second and third branches, but Chen Jinxing could definitely be said to be the treasure that the Zhang family had bet on early on.
She has no parents-in-law above her, and only two grown-up brothers and sisters below her. The family is wealthy, so she can take charge directly after marrying in. Although Miss Shen has an extraordinary status in this family, there is no intention of suppressing her or refusing to give up power. On the first day she arrived, the entire family business was handed over to her.
Naturally, the greater the power you hold, the more responsibilities you have to bear.
"Nothing else, Shi Ge'er... is particularly difficult to discipline. If I'm gone in the future, I hope you, as the eldest sister-in-law, can keep an eye on him."
Zhang Ruoling listened carefully, but now she looked surprised: "Miss Shen is leaving?"
Chen Jinxing explained: "Of course, Eminem won't stay here forever. She has her own life to live in the future."
"I thought...Am would be here..." and be taken care of by them for the rest of his life.
Zhang Ruoling was still muttering when suddenly there was a rustling sound coming from the inner room.
Chen Ying's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and her face turned pale.
Chen Jinxing and Zhang Ruoling also looked into the inner room.
"Is there... someone inside?"
Chen Ying said hurriedly: "Maybe there is a mouse."
"Rats? There are rats in Am's room?" Zhang Ruoling blinked and was about to ask in detail when Chen Jinxing grabbed her arm and shook it.
Chen Jinxing frowned, his eyes fell heavily on Shen Ying, he glanced around, and then looked behind the screen.
His face was very gloomy. He knew better than anyone that the "rat" was clearly his lawless younger brother.
Chen Jinshi, you are moving too fast. You are really too unscrupulous.
Chen Jinxing turned around and pretended to be polite: "I told Mom not to keep those old furniture in her room all the time. It's easy for dirt to hide there. I'll have to ask someone to come in and clean it out someday."
Chen Ying forced herself to raise the corners of her mouth and agreed: "Jin Xing is right, I'll do as you say."
Zhang Ruoling just took the pair of cards in her hand and said quickly, "I'll take care of this, Am, don't worry about it."
Chen Ying felt her back burning and quickly changed the subject: "It's getting late. You're newlyweds, you should go back to your room and rest. I've sorted out the household accounts and will have Chen Xing bring them to you later for your review."
Just as Zhang Ruoling agreed, there was a sudden muffled sound from the inner room, like a heavy object falling to the ground, mixed with the rustling sound of fabric rubbing against each other. She couldn't help but glance behind the screen. How could this noise be caused by a mouse?
Chen Ying's fingertips were cold, and she said to Chen Jinxing with forced composure, "Why are you still standing there? Jinxing."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Jinxing pulled Zhang Ruoling out.
"Amu, we'll take our leave now."
After watching the two people disappear completely, Chen Ying stood up, closed the door, and walked into the inner room with a cold face.
She lowered her voice, her tone filled with suppressed anger: "Chen Jinshi, have you had enough of this?"
Chen Jinshi got up from the ground, shirtless, and deliberately posed in a ridiculous manner.
Chen Ying averted her eyes suddenly: "What are you crazy about?"
He chuckled, "Am, I'm catching mice for you."
Chen Ying glared at him: "There are no mice in my room, get out of here."
As she spoke, she reached out and pushed him away. She finally saw clearly which piece of clothing he was wearing and quickly picked it up and put it on his naked body.
"Amu, I was wrong. I just... didn't want you to leave. As soon as I heard you say you were leaving, I couldn't control myself."
Just when Shen Ying was stunned for a moment, he succeeded again, took the initiative, pushed her against the wall, and kissed her lips.
He pushed her legs apart with his knees and pried open her lips and teeth with the tip of his tongue.
"Hmm..." She turned her head and waist to avoid it, her breathing was disordered.
His breath was so hot that her skin trembled: "Amu, please."
His hoarse, low, and pleading voice was so fascinating that she agreed to his request in a trance.
She began to respond to his kiss, and began to squeeze between his body and the corner of the wall. Her legs became weak and she had to lean on him to stand.
His kiss became more and more passionate, and she accepted it completely.
Chen Ying's hands had climbed up to his shoulders and hugged his neck at some point, using this as leverage to penetrate deeper.
Unfortunately, it was already bright outside the room, and the moment Chen Xing knocked on the door, Chen Ying came out of her obsession.
When she pulled away from Chen Jin, her lips and tongue also withdrew with a "pop" sound.
He slowly opened his still hazy eyes and looked at her with grievance and confusion, until he heard a voice from outside the door again: "Miss Shen, are you there? There are some errors in the account. I thought it would be better to figure it out first and then hand it over to Grandma."
She said to him: "Sh ...
Chen Jinshi had no choice but to retreat.
She walked out of his encirclement, went to the outer room, opened the door, and talked with Chen Xing who was standing at the door.
Chen Jinshi followed quietly and hid behind the door, where no light could enter.
She took the account book from Chen Xing and felt his gaze hidden behind the door, and her palms became sweaty.
"What's wrong?" She tried to keep her voice as calm as possible. The collar of her shirt had opened up a little, revealing the thin red skin underneath, the place that had just been sucked by Chen Jinshi.
Fortunately, Chen Xing didn't dare to look around. He just lowered his head and flipped through the account book: "Last month, I purchased ten pieces of brocade, but only eight pieces were put into the warehouse..."
Those words did not reach Chen Ying's ears very well.
By the time Chen Xing realized it, quite a while had passed.
“Miss Shen?”
"Hmm?" Chen Ying came back to her senses. "Maybe it was damaged on the way..."
Someone was gently caressing her lower back, and a faint breath brushed the back of her neck.
"There shouldn't be so much loss on the road." Chen Xing was still arguing.
Chen Ying couldn't hear a word he said. Chen Jinshi's hand was sliding down along her waistline.
The action was covert and bold, as if silently mocking her current pretense of modesty.
The imagination at that time came true.
The texture of his sight became substance.
It's like someone's two palms...
It's true.
She could imagine his appearance hidden behind the door. She leaned sideways against the door frame, leaving no gap at all, as if it was a natural opportunity for him to be unrestrained.
You are too presumptuous, Chen Jinshi.
She held the account book in her hand, her fingers trembling slightly.
Chen Xing's voice seemed to buzz into his ears through a layer of water.
The palm suddenly increased its strength, and Chen Ying slammed the account book shut: "I understand. We can discuss this matter later."
Chen Xing was stunned, and then he looked at Miss Shen seriously.
After all, the other party was his master, so even though he felt something was wrong with him, he couldn't just look at him recklessly.
"Anything else?" Her voice was tense, deliberately cold and hard. She was a little embarrassed. The hand seemed to be measuring her hip line. At this moment, she knew that his palm was just enough to completely cover it.
"No more." Her sudden coldness surprised everyone. Chen Xing quickly took the account book and said, "Then I'll check it out first and come back."
"Go." Chen Ying almost gritted her teeth as she said these two words. She didn't turn around and close the door until the footsteps completely disappeared at the end of the corridor. She was staggered by the body that suddenly pressed up from behind the door.
The hand moved up and stopped at her waist, while the other hand rested on the door panel, trapping her in his arms.
"You're blushing, Shen Ying."
He lowered his palm from the door panel and placed it on her face, which was still hot.
Chen Ying said angrily: "Chen Jinshi, it's winter, don't you know it's cold? Hurry up and put on your clothes!"
He had been hanging around her shirtless all morning!
He leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips, his breath hot: "Touch me and you will know if I am cold."
He put her hand anywhere on his body, and she knew that he was burning hot, so hot that he wished he could turn into a stove.
The two of them staggered towards the inner room. Chen Ying was pressed against the edge of the bed by him, her lower back hitting the edge. He half-knelt on the ground, his hot breath brushing against her lower abdomen.
As soon as his fingertips lifted the edge of the jacket, she held it down tightly.
He looked up at her and said, "Amu, I will serve you forever and ever."
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