Jealous
"Ah! You're back!!" He Yingchun was stunned for a moment, then shouted with joy, ran over, and gave him a big hug.
Wen Jingzhao hugged her tightly in his arms, "Slow down." He lowered his head with a smile in his eyes.
"Mom is gone!" He Yingchun called her mom.
"Goodbye, Boss Heng!" They said hello to Heng Yusheng and walked back.
In the dark night, Wen Jingzhao and Heng Yusheng looked at each other, and Heng Yusheng nodded as a greeting.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Lanterns on the roadside illuminated the way home. He Yingchun and Wen Jingzhao walked side by side. Their mother said it was too cold and ran home, getting farther and farther away from them.
Wen Jingzhao looked different from when he left. Perhaps it was because it was night, and under the cold moonlight, his face was stern and deep, looking a little cold.
"What time did you come back? Have you eaten? Are you tired? Are you hungry?" He Yingchun asked several questions in a row.
"I came back at 11:00 p.m., haven't eaten yet, am not tired, and am not hungry." Wen Jingzhao lowered his eyebrows as he passed by a house. The light from the lantern shone on his face. His long eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings. He answered her questions one by one, quietly and attentively.
"How can you not be hungry if you haven't eaten? Then I'll go home and make you some less. Do you want shredded chicken noodles? And some sweet and sour pork tenderloin? It may not taste good with noodles." He Yingchun felt that he had lost weight.
"No, I'm not hungry." His attitude was neither cold nor indifferent, and He Yingchun was a little confused.
"Did something happen to you when you went out this time?" She seemed to have thought of something and looked at Wen Jingzhao from head to toe. "Are you not hurt?" She pinched his shoulder.
Wen Jingzhao stopped her rebellious hand and held it. He frowned. His hand, which had been soft and smooth before, now felt a little bony. "No."
There was a moment of silence.
"Have you been in Jiangyue Tower these days?" Wen Jingzhao saw that no one was at home, so he asked Li Bin and found out that He Yingchun was in Jiangyue Tower.
"Yes, I'm working with Boss Heng and cooking at Jiangyuelou for the time being. We split the profits 40% to 60%." He Yingchun held the silver in her arms and said, "You have no idea how much money I've made recently!"
He Yingchun shook his hand in return. Due to his martial arts training over the period, his palms and fingertips were covered with calluses, which felt numb to the touch.
"Boss Heng is quite generous...it's just..." Wen Jingzhao's grip tightened at the mention of Boss Heng. He Yingchun suddenly realized something and looked at his face. "Wen Jingzhao." She suppressed a smile, "Are you jealous?"
They just arrived at the door at this moment. The nanny had probably gone into the house and had not come out yet to light the lantern. There was not much light outside. He Yingchun stopped in front of Wen Jingzhao and looked at his face, "Can I take a look?" She didn't expect that the eldest young master would be jealous.
Wen Jingzhao clasped her wrist with one hand, leaned over to He Yingchun, and stared at her until her face flushed. He smiled expressionlessly, his lips curled up, a hint of amusement mixed in. "Do I look jealous?"
His eyes were extremely aggressive. He Yingchun felt a little frightened and softened her voice. "I, I'm jealous. Is that okay?"
Wen Jingzhao put his arm around her waist, closed the door and went into the yard. His boots kicked the door, making a soft "knock" sound, which made He Yingchun's heart tighten.
The next second, Wen Jingzhao lowered his head and held her lips, coming extremely violently, his tongue tip pressing against the edge of her lips and invading with a smacking sound, unlike the previous dragonfly skimming the water. One hand slid down her waist to her hips, and his tongue hooked between her soft lips and teeth over and over again.
He Yingchun moaned and was as soft as a puddle of mud.
The barking of a dog woke them up. Gesang stared at them with his eyes wide open. His gaze was so clear and innocent that He Yingchun blushed. She glanced at the east wing. Mum seemed to be asleep. She pushed Wen Jingzhao and whispered, "She's still outside!"
Wen Jingzhao's expression remained unchanged. He picked up He Yingchun and went straight into the east wing.
Gesan was puzzled as to why the male owner who usually teased him was not acting as usual. He scratched the door from outside, but no one paid any attention to him. He shrugged his nose and curled up into a ball.
Although Wen Jingzhao had not returned for a long time, the west wing was cleaned spotlessly. It must be because He Yingchun cleaned it frequently, and there was a smell of her.
Wen Jingzhao lowered his head and sniffed her neck, "Did you wipe something?"
"No..." She had been cooking all day, and even when she was putting on powder, she had to know when he would be back.
She sniffed at her clothes and only smelled the smell of cooking, "Uh... don't smell it... it smells like oil smoke." She shrank her neck. Wen Jingzhao's nose lingered on her skin, giving her goose bumps.
"No." Wen Jingzhao denied, "It smells so good."
He Yingchun was so itchy that she pulled his hair and tried to push him away.
Wen Jingzhao raised his head, rubbed her earlobe gently with his thumb, and put his other hand around her, pulling her closer without much force.
He asked in her ear, "Do you miss me?"
He Yingchun was rubbed so hard that she felt dizzy. She nodded and said, "I miss you! I miss you very much!" She raised her head with sparkling eyes, which made Wen Jingzhao's heart soften. His hand on her waist became dishonest.
He skillfully lowered his head and held her lips, sucking, then releasing them and holding them again, back and forth several times, with lust and fear in his eyes.
"I'm hungry." He rested his chin on her shoulder. He Yingchun opened her red lips and breathed slightly.
There was something in He Yingchun's arms, which was between the two of them. When Wen Jingzhao touched it, it made a crackling sound.
"Yes, the silver must be put away safely." He Yingchun touched the silver in his arms and said hurriedly.
Wen Jingzhao smiled, and the charming atmosphere dissipated a little.
After a long pause, he said, "I'll go cook!" If he stayed any longer, things would get out of hand. He Yingchun walked towards the kitchen, saying, "Everyone eats lunch at the restaurant now, and there's no leftovers at home. If you can cook quickly, how about tomato and egg noodles?"
Wen Jingzhao looked very satisfied, like a big cat basking in the sun after a good meal. He put one hand behind his head and played with the silver with the other hand. "Okay."
He Yingchun went over and snatched the silver. "Stop playing around. Go check if there are any mice in the attic. I bought some pears that I wanted to make frozen pears, but they've all been gnawed."
Wen Jingzhao hooked her hand, and He Yingchun was afraid that he would come again, so she hid back.
His eyes darkened and his face looked uneasy. He grabbed her wrist and asked, "What are you hiding from?" Then he pulled out a box from behind.
He Yingchun opened the box and her eyes lit up. She counted several pieces of silver with snowflake patterns. There were thirty taels. "Where did it come from?"
"Reward." Wen Jingzhao handed the box to her.
"Give it all to me?" He Yingchun raised the corner of his mouth. Wen Jingzhao nodded, "You keep it."
He Yingchun received half of it and said, "You risked your life to get it, so keep it. I don't want it. I make more money setting up a stall at home."
"There are many places to spend money, so keep it." Wen Jingzhao did not allow her to refuse and put it in the box together with the silver in the bag.
He Yingchun happily took the money and boiled water to make noodles.
Gesan raised his eyelids and made a snoring sound.
Four eggs and two tomatoes were almost enough. She put some sweet potatoes and yams into the stove and had them as snacks when they were cooked.
She kneaded the dough. Wen Jingzhao and the others both liked to eat wide noodles, so to save time, she just made noodles directly.
Cut the tomatoes into small pieces, beat the eggs and add salt, pour oil into the pot, add the eggs and fry until they are formed, then add the tomato pieces and cook them on low heat until they are soft, add salt and sugar, stir well, stir until the aroma comes out, add water, and when the water boils, put the cut noodles directly into the pot.
At this time, Wen Jingzhao walked out from the back room and said, "There is a hole in the attic baffle. It may have come in from there. It has been repaired." He touched Gesan and scratched its chin.
"Okay, the noodles are almost ready, wash your hands and eat!"
One big bowl, one small bowl, and one poached egg per person, done!
The fresh fragrance of tomatoes and the fresh aroma of eggs mixed together, and the knife-cut noodles were very chewy. After taking a bite, they were tender and smooth, and they both exclaimed in pleasure of their taste buds.
"I heard from Li Bin that the people sent by Zhuangmei Pavilion didn't hurt you, right?" Wen Jingzhao asked.
"No, Li Bin helped me block it at that time. Li Bin didn't say that they were the group of people in the noodle shop last time." He Yingchun took a sip of noodle soup and replied.
"Well, the owner of the gambling house and the Zhuangmei Pavilion is the same person, and his background is a bit complicated." Wen Jingzhao was reluctant to elaborate on the military situation, "You'd better avoid going to Jiangyue Tower. Heng Yusheng might have some issues."
"Ah? What's the problem?" Heng Yusheng coughed every three steps, so what could be the problem? He Yingchun asked hurriedly. Since it was related to money, she was particularly concerned.
"When he was young, he was a mischievous child. Once, while on a trip, he and his sister were abducted by people from the Wu Kingdom. A year passed, but he was the only one who returned. His sister's whereabouts are unknown. Since then, his personality has changed drastically, becoming what he is today."
The old people who had stayed in Zhuyi for a long time still remembered the incident of being captured. If they asked more, they would know the answer. However, Wen Jingzhao always felt that there was something wrong.
After chatting for a while, Wen Jingzhao washed the dishes.
"Don't keep talking about me. How was your outing this time? You didn't reply to me just now. Are you hurt?"
"No."
He Yingchun originally wanted Wen Jingzhao to talk about how the killing went, but he was unwilling to mention the blood, corpses, and devastated scenes, so he changed the subject to her.
"Boss Heng really wants me to stay in Jiangyuelou, but I still want to open my own shop. Besides, you also think there is something wrong with Boss Heng..."
She recalled scenes from the brothel, Yu Ling who died in the sea of fire, Lady Wang who was implicated by her gambler husband, Zhang Bo, Su He, Xiao Zhi who died, and countless people who were bound by power, by the times, and by relationships of superiority and inferiority.
"It's not just about opening a store. I want to help more people with my own strength, but I haven't thought about it yet..." He Yingchun clenched her hands. It was already difficult for her to live a good life. This sounded like bragging, so she didn't say anything else.
"Okay." Wen Jingzhao nodded, holding her hand, his eyes sparking with fire, and he said firmly, "Let's go together."
"Okay, let's go together."
Wen Jingzhao wiped the tears from her face and asked, "Why are you crying?"
He didn't laugh at her wild imagination, nor did he say lightly, "I'll help you" or "I'll accompany you." When he said, "Let's go together," He Yingchun wanted to cry.
He held her in his arms. Although the person in his arms was weak, she had a deep heart. She was hesitant but would never back down. Wen Jingzhao touched her hair, and his heart, which had been hanging for many days, finally settled down, and his chest was full.
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