Chapter 54: It's just you and me in the shy boat
Although this forsythia flower is woven with bamboo strips, it still looks strong and vigorous, and you can tell at a glance that it took a long time to weave.
Cui Yiluo gave him forsythia flowers not because she liked them, but because there were no flowers or plants in Jiang Yunjin's yard, except for a forsythia tree planted outside his study.
Jiang Yunjin on the opposite side lowered his eyes, hiding his emotions, making it impossible to understand his expression.
After a few moments of silence, he suddenly spoke in a soft and low voice: "Don't you know?"
Cui Yiluo scoffed softly, "Does my husband want me to know, or not?"
She could see clearly that he was so superstitious about birthdays, but when she directly wished him a happy birthday just now, there was surprise and shock in his eyes, but no disgust.
Jiang Yunjin pursed his lips. "So, you deliberately said you had an appointment with someone?"
Obviously, he had come to his senses and realized that she had deliberately lied to him that she had an appointment with Jiang Zhaoyue, and then deliberately said that Jiang Zhaoyue could not go out because of something.
"My husband, are you going to settle old scores with me now? But didn't you deliberately hide it from me?"
She continued, "If my cousin hadn't told me yesterday, I don't know how many years it would take for my husband to speak."
The three words "how many years" made Jiang Yunjin slightly startled, and undercurrents surged in his dark eyes.
Cui Yiluo didn't know what he was thinking. Instead, she recalled the way Jiang Yunjin had glanced at Lilan's orchid jade pendant during meals a few days ago. She couldn't help but laugh. She pressed the corners of her lips together and said in a deliberately bitter tone, "The ceremony was prepared so hastily. I don't think my husband would like it." She sighed and said melancholy, "It's a pity that I didn't even have time to look at the account book yesterday. My hand hurt from compiling it..."
"No."
Jiang Yunjin suddenly uttered two words, and Cui Yiluo was startled and asked, "Nothing?"
“I don’t dislike it.”
His tone was extremely serious, and Cui Yiluo was suddenly speechless. She was just teasing him, but with his old-fashioned personality, he would always explain things to her seriously.
Without waiting for Cui Yiluo to answer, he put the small wooden box into his secret pocket and put it away carefully. He said, "Where is your hand injured? Let me see."
His tone was firm and unyielding. Cui Yiluo subconsciously stretched out her hand, but the pearwood table in the middle was so spacious that she couldn't put her palm in front of him at all. She had no choice but to stand up and walk in front of him.
Just as she was about to stretch out her hand, a wave suddenly surged outside the boat, shaking the pleasure boat. Cui Yiluo lost her balance and subconsciously tried to hold on to the table, but when she realized that she was falling towards Jiang Yunjin, a smile flashed in her eyes and she withdrew her hand.
When she fell over, Jiang Yunjin reacted quickly. I don't know if he saw through her intention, but when he saw her falling over, he stretched out his arms and caught her tacitly.
Cui Yiluo fell steadily into his arms, her body pressed tightly against his. His strong arms wrapped around her waist, easily stabilizing her body.
But being so close all of a sudden, Cui Yiluo felt her body below her hips tense slightly, and seeing the man's tense face, her expression immediately revealed a little discomfort.
He was about to say that it was against the rules not to have intimate actions in public. Cui Yiluo immediately took the initiative and showed him her hand to silence him.
In the tender and delicate palm, there was a blood-red scratch across the tip of the index finger, which was particularly glaring on the snow-white skin. The scratch was not deep, but it made people's hearts jump inexplicably.
The atmosphere in the pleasure boat suddenly darkened. Cui Yiluo glanced at Jiang Yunjin and saw him staring at her delicate fingertips without blinking, his attention clearly drawn to the wounds on them, no longer caring that she was sitting on his lap.
His brows furrowed deeply, his eyes darkened, and he asked in a deep voice, "Have you applied the medicine?"
"No," Cui Yiluo said deliberately with a smile, "Husband, do you want to help me apply the medicine?"
"Um."
He responded very quickly.
Her fingertips suddenly felt warm, and Jiang Yunjin suddenly held her hand, covering her with the warmth of his big palm. Cui Yiluo looked at his palm wrapping around her hand, and her heart stopped.
The pleasure boat was quiet for a few moments, with only the sound of gurgling water remaining.
Jiang Yunjin held her hand tightly, his expression slightly moved, his eyes filled with complex emotions. Suddenly, he spoke softly, his voice was obscure, but very serious:
"Thank you very much."
He hasn't celebrated his birthday for a long time, and has never received a birthday gift.
He spoke seriously, and Cui Yiluo subconsciously raised her eyes and walked straight into his dark and deep sight. He had never looked at her so directly before. The various unknown emotions in his eyes were intertwined, which made Cui Yiluo, who was always in control, feel at a loss, and her heart beat faster for a moment.
Their eyes met. She sat on his lap, so he had to turn his head slightly to look at her. The candlelight shone on the side of his face, making him look even more handsome and elegant.
Cui Yiluo bit her lip, and her rosy lips shone with water.
The next moment, the man suddenly fell over and kissed her gently.
The warmth wrapped around her instantly and entangled with her many times. It was almost an instinctive reaction of the body. Cui Yiluo subconsciously raised her face to respond.
Before, their kisses were mostly motivated by desire on the couch, but this time he was not impatient. He was extremely patient and gentle, and gradually went deeper with Cui Yiluo's consent, but it had nothing to do with desire. It was different from the previous time on the couch. It seemed that he simply wanted to entangle with her more deeply.
With her lips and tongue occupied by him, Cui Yiluo could feel the complex emotions beneath his calm surface, which were suppressed by him and revealed a corner of it at this moment when their lips and tongues intertwined.
It was unknown how long it was before he let her go.
Cui Yiluo sat in his arms, and both of them were silent for a while, trying to calm their breath and suppress their desires.
After a moment of silence, Cui Yiluo took the initiative to ask, "Why didn't you celebrate your birthday after you turned fifteen?"
The sound of a pin drop was palpable in the pleasure boat. The man pursed his lips and fell silent. Just when Cui Yiluo thought he would stop talking, her slightly stiff voice suddenly rang out in her ears: "Because of my father."
Cui Yiluo immediately understood that Jiang Yunjin's father accidentally fell off a horse when he was fifteen years old. His condition deteriorated and he died after being bedridden for several months.
It was a little strange that Jiang Yunjin, despite having been disciplined and taught by his father since childhood, had not celebrated his birthday since his father's death. Cui Yiluo frowned secretly, feeling that it was not that simple.
The pleasure boat was parked in the middle of the lake, swaying gently in the wind, and the atmosphere was slightly solemn.
Cui Yiluo looked at his somewhat solemn profile, her dark eyes dimmed slightly. She raised her lips and lightly touched his thin lips.
"But from now on, I'm afraid my husband will have to celebrate his birthday all the time."
Jiang Yunjin was stunned at first, then he understood the meaning of her words. His expression immediately became complicated. He looked at her with some surprise, and his cold face brightened a little, as if the ice and snow were melting slightly.
He hummed softly, as if making a promise.
Cui Yiluo curled her lips slightly and suddenly changed the subject: "But, will my husband be so strict as a father in the future?"
She still remembered the screen wall at the entrance of Jixuezhai, with its densely packed words and wear marks. She would look at it every time she entered, and seemed to see the scene when Jiang Yunjin was punished to reflect on his mistakes here as a child, his fingers rubbing over the words of the gentleman over and over again, until his fingertips bled, but he was still trying hard to memorize the words of the gentleman in his heart.
Cui Yiluo thought that sooner or later she would have to replace the rosewood screen wall.
Although the two had been married for two months and had been making love every night, Jiang Yunjin stiffened slightly and looked a little uncomfortable when the topic of offspring was brought up.
"The matter of teaching cannot be decided by me alone."
Talking about the upbringing of offspring meant tacitly acknowledging that they would have offspring in the future. His tone was a little uncomfortable, but his answer surprised Cui Yiluo. She smiled slyly and said, "Then is it okay for me to teach it to be unruly?"
A large hand patted his waist, neither light nor heavy, as if to warn him, "Etiquette cannot be abolished, and the rules that should be followed must be observed."
Cui Yiluo sneered softly. The more he said this, the more she wanted to break his rules.
As the night grew darker, the lanterns hanging on the corners of the pleasure boat became even brighter.
Jiang Yunjin glanced at the sky and said, "It's almost curfew time. It's time to go back home."
A hint of interest flashed in Cui Yiluo's eyes. Since she came out tonight, she had never thought of asking him to go back home.
Although the house in Luoyun Lane burned down, Yun Yiwei was unable to find the cause of the fire after the blaze. He only said it was an accident. Since the case was closed as an accident, the government allocated some funds to the owner of Luoyun Lane for repairs. However, most of the courtyard wall was burned down, and it would probably take at least one or two years to restore it to its original state.
But Jiang Yunjin naturally has other private residences.
Cui Yiluo was sitting on the man's lap, then suddenly stood up, and under Jiang Yunjin's increasingly deep gaze, she sat directly on him.
"Does my husband really want to go back home?"
Jiang Yunjin's cold eyes suddenly darkened.
"On the lake now."
Cui Yiluo said cheerfully, "What's the matter? There are only you and me in the pleasure boat."
"No," Jiang Yunjin said firmly, and held her waist with his big hand again, "Stop messing around, get down."
Cui Yiluo pretended to be depressed and said, "But I also put a lot of thought into preparing this pleasure boat in order to celebrate my husband's birthday."
Jiang Yunjin paused with his hand that was pinching her waist.
Cui Yiluo seized the moment of his hesitation, raised her chin slightly, and covered his lips with a kiss. Her fingertips slid gently along his waist and abdomen, bringing waves of numbing sensation.
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The author has something to say: I don’t know if I will be locked out tomorrow night (hinting) if I kiss like crazy [dog head]
But the birthday thing is not that simple. My cousin will reveal it after he goes crazy. You can also guess it.
I'm too busy with things today, so this is all I can write. I'll update it tomorrow. When I have some free time later, I'll update more and try to write 5k a day. Thank you for supporting the original version [hug]
Thanks to the babies who irrigated the nutrient solution [heart]
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