Chapter 55: My dear husband, will you still abide by your rules tonight? ...
Cui Yiluo guided him gently, and the man paused without responding, but she was extremely patient and clung to him softly and tightly.
It was not until she gently but unyieldingly pulled Jiang Yunjin's bony hand over and placed it on her vine-like waist that he opened his thin lips slightly, as if he was helpless, and as if he had been suppressing it for a long time.
But no matter how Cui Yiluo teased him, he just responded. Although the mountain was high and dangerous, he could only hold her waist tightly, unable to control himself.
Finally, Cui Yiluo had tried all her tricks and was at her wit's end. She bit him hard in anxiety and anger. The man groaned and pulled her away.
His breathing was disordered and his lips were stained with water.
Ambiguous and messy.
As soon as Cui Yiluo moved her waist, Jiang Yunjin, who had been defeated by her move several times, quickly stopped her. His strength was so strong that she could not move at all.
"Stop fooling around. There are a lot of people on the shore. It's getting late. Let's go home first."
Jiang Yunjin's voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was still strong and correct.
Although they were in the middle of the lake, the candlelight on the pleasure boat was bright, making them very visible in the dark night. If there was any movement, it would be like a flickering star, about to fall violently.
Cui Yiluo suddenly understood that he clearly knew how to control himself. He refused to do it outside, but when the door was closed in the house, even in the study, why did he only scold her and try to stop her several times, but then let her succeed reluctantly every time?
When she met the man's dark eyes filled with desire again, Cui Yiluo raised the corners of her lips. Her moist red lips looked like bright and juicy peonies in the light, tempting to pick them.
"Then my husband, is it okay without anyone else?"
Jiang Yunjin's eyes seemed to be devoid of light, dark and gloomy. He said in a cold voice, "How can you behave in public? You are really becoming more and more unruly."
Cui Yiluo was used to his cold scolding. She hooked her arm around his neck and smiled, "But I don't want to go back home. Besides, my husband, if I go back now, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with the curfew. If I order someone to open the door and alarm Grandmother, won't my husband be scolded again?"
She had just coaxed him into a kiss, and naturally hadn't thought he'd break his promise and do it right there in the pleasure boat. After all, there were definitely a lot of people by the lake because of the Lantern Festival tonight. She really wanted to stall for time.
Now that she had succeeded, Cui Yiluo, who was sitting astride the man, was still held by his waist, but she straightened up a little and looked at him at eye level, with a bit of majesty on her beautiful face.
Jiang Yunjin didn't turn his head to look at the sky, his eyes only caught hers which were full of pride, "Did you do this on purpose?"
Cui Yiluo's face was filled with surprise, and her red lips parted slightly: "So my husband doesn't know that I did it on purpose?"
Jiang Yunjin's face darkened.
The autumn water gently rocked the pleasure boat, and the boat itself swayed with the waves. Cui Yiluo, sitting astride it, swayed gently, stirring the waves of emotion in her eyes.
"It's my husband's birthday tonight, can't I be a little unrestrained for once?"
Jiang Yunjin said decisively: "A gentleman does not spend a single day busy, as if it were not the whole day."
Cui Yiluo scoffed inwardly. He had broken his vows countless times, and this was the only time he'd break them. No matter how many gentlemanly virtues he had to uphold, there was no way she was letting him return home tonight.
"My husband should be punished unnecessarily, but I don't want it. Besides, staying in the bedroom all day would be boring."
After these words were spoken, Jiang Yunjin's face suddenly turned dark, not knowing what he was thinking about.
But he didn't say anything else. Cui Yiluo took the opportunity to enter, her body softening in his arms, her voice softening as well, like the sweet, not-too-cloying fragrance burning in the pleasure boat. She said coquettishly, "I heard that your husband's house in Qingchi Lane is modeled after the style of the south of the Yangtze River, with small bridges and flowing water, it's very elegant."
Jiang Yunjin's face was gloomy and he said nothing.
Two sticks of incense later, the simple, elegant and noble carriage stopped in Qingchi Lane.
Servants were waiting in Jiang Yunjin's several private residences, cleaning them every day in preparation for the master's visit at any time. Upon hearing the news, they would ride horses in advance to give orders, so that when Cui Yiluo arrived, all the lights in the house had been lit, and the hall was brightly lit.
The bedroom was also neatly tidied and clean, the bedding having clearly been changed recently. Perhaps considering the two of them were about to go to bed, the servants had only a few lights lit sporadically.
The room was dim, and the candlelight flickered, peeking softly through the veil of the sunset glow, like a firefly dancing in the fog, extremely ambiguous.
The door closed tightly, his jaw was pinched, and the kiss came down.
His breath was disordered, and he bit her lips lightly, as if punishing her. His voice was hoarse and a little unclear due to the entanglement: "Satisfied?"
During the struggle, Cui Yiluo sat astride his lean and strong waist and abdomen again. She moved her lips away a little, her eyes were full of autumn water, and her lips were also shimmering with water. In such a dim light, she was even more captivating.
"Tell me, will my husband still follow your rules tonight?"
Jiang Yunjin's eyes seemed to be filled with unbreakable ink, and his tone was deep: "Do you want me to protect you?"
Cui Yiluo did not answer, and the next moment, her neck was grabbed.
As if meant to be connected forever, their lips and teeth intertwined once again.
The candlelight beside the couch began to flicker violently, and through the purple embroidered crabapple lampshade, the figure cast on the rosy gauze was also shaken.
Cui Yiluo was holding the table, but it was obvious that she lacked experience and was even more unfamiliar with controlling it. Her hands holding the corners of the table kept clenching, and her knuckles turned white from the exertion.
Perhaps the charcoal brazier in the room was burning too brightly, a thin layer of sweat seeped out of her forehead, and her little face flushed red with heat.
The snow-white wrist was suddenly grabbed and pulled by the subordinates, and the fingers were tightly clasped.
"Be careful with your wounds."
But it seems like the attempt to cover up something makes it more obvious.
Cui Yiluo's waist ached, and seeing that he could still think of other things, she became even more angry. She pulled her hand out of his big palm, wrapped it around his broad shoulders, and tried harder.
The side of his neck was touched gently.
The soft hand pulled away from the big palm, and the big palm fell somewhere else, as if it was simply helping her.
Cui Yiluo was dissatisfied with the loss of control, and angrily shoved him in the face, saying incoherently, "You... are not allowed to."
Forced by her, Jiang Yunjin frowned and groaned, slapping her like a child and speaking gravely, "Did you do it on purpose?"
Cui Yiluo tried her best and provoked him as the superior. The corners of her eyes were red, but there was a hint of pride in them.
The candle flame suddenly jumped violently again, and a scream was heard in the room.
Times are changing.
The table fell to the ground, and the white porcelain teapot and teacup fell on the carpet, breaking into pieces. Most of the sound was absorbed by the thick carpet.
But the couch was very small.
There were broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and perhaps because the man was afraid that Cui Yiluo would get hurt, he picked her up considerately.
The screen reflected the undulating waves, rising so high that it seemed as if it could swallow people up at any time.
Cui Yiluo was afraid of falling to the ground, so her whole body tensed up. She couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Last time in Ruyi Tower, he was poisoned by the incense, which made him like this. But now he was clearly awake.
Cui Yiluo looked into his eyes in disbelief to confirm. Although his dark eyes were covered with deep desire and had lost their clarity, Cui Yiluo knew clearly that he was clearly aware of what he was doing at the moment.
Another blow, but the autumn water in Cui Yiluo's eyes was misty, as if surrounded by clouds and mist, which could not be dispersed or rubbed away no matter what she did.
Cui Yiluo frowned and just as she opened her mouth to complain, she was blocked and turned into even more brokenness.
After two times, her fingertips touched the window frame, the screen, and finally the curtain.
She grabbed the soft pillow and wanted to fall down, but was stopped. Her little face was suddenly pinched and lifted up and turned around. The man could no longer restrain himself and kissed her from behind.
Only then did Cui Yiluo realize the evil in his heart. She wanted to escape faster, but was restrained by another hand.
Finally, Cui Yiluo became conscious and felt that he was holding her and she was sinking into warm water, and the fatigue in her body was relieved.
But the sound of water started again.
She struggled, grabbing and pulling away, "No! Jiang Yunjin, you're going too far!"
She was so angry that she even called him by his first name instead of calling him husband.
This was the first time she called him by his full name in person.
Jiang Yunjin's expression didn't show any displeasure. Instead, there was a hint of joy in his dark eyes. He opened his thin lips and asked, "What did you call me?"
Cui Yiluo's voice was squeezed out from her throat, intermittently: "You are only allowed to call me by my name, but not you? I insist on calling you, Jiang Yunjin."
There was even more joy in his eyes. Cui Yiluo felt that he was too weird. He was so polite, but she didn't call him husband, but called him by his name. He showed some satisfaction, as if she was trying to please him.
At this moment, he happened to be in her ear, and his voice was extremely hoarse: "Isn't this what you want?"
Cui Yiluo was about to retort, but her mind was taken away and she could no longer speak.
In the early morning light, Cui Yiluo finally came out of the bathroom again. She was no longer being pressed anywhere. Jiang Yunjin's arms were still strong. Although she had just seen this not long ago, she was still surprised that he didn't feel tired at all.
The bedding had been changed, even the mess on the floor had been cleaned up, the screen had been propped up, the broken tea set had been replaced with a new one, and even the torn gauze curtains had been replaced.
He did keep his promise. She asked him not to follow the rules, but he really didn't, completely and completely.
There was no difference from the last time at Ruyi Tower. She even began to suspect that he had already removed the incense by the end of the time at Ruyi Tower. After all, they were addicted together, but she had sobered up after that first time.
But Cui Yiluo didn't think too much, and subconsciously fell asleep while hugging the man's waist and abdomen as usual. The mass on her waist was still raised, which was a bit uncomfortable.
Before being dragged into unconsciousness by sleepiness, she thought that it would be better to follow this rule occasionally.
While she was drowsy, her palm was gently grabbed and spread out. The injured fingertips suddenly touched the coldness, causing a little pain. Cui Yiluo frowned and subconsciously shrank back, but was grabbed forcefully.
As if to comfort her, the fingertips were gently caressed by the breath, and the warmth brought some soothing.
The narrow wound across the fingertips was carefully applied with the cool ointment. The soft fingertips gently rubbed it and spread it evenly. The initial pain disappeared, and instead a few comfortable coolness appeared.
Cui Yiluo's fingers gradually lost their tension, and she felt like they were being held in a warm palm. This was different from the roughness that had just wrapped around the other two parts, and only tenderness remained.
She sank into darkness.
I don’t know how long I slept. The empty space around me made Cui Yiluo nervous and uneasy. When a low voice came through the gap of the unclosed window, Cui Yiluo woke up suddenly.
The male voice that reached her ears was low. Even though he intentionally lowered his voice, as if he was concerned about waking up the people sleeping in the room, Cui Yiluo still quickly identified that it was Jiang Yunjin and Wen Feng who were talking.
"Sir, someone has been sent to get the medicine."
Cui Yiluo opened her eyes.
Jiang Yunjin only hummed softly.
Cui Yiluo had just woken up and her mind was still a little fuzzy. With the remaining clarity, she breathed lightly and walked lightly. Fortunately, the floor of the room was covered with thick carpets, so she didn't have to exert much effort and walked to the window with quiet footsteps.
The window was only opened a little, which easily blocked her figure. No one could see Cui Yiluo's figure from outside, but her voice was clearly sent into the room.
Wen Feng, who was outside the window, asked tentatively, "Sir, do I really need to take this medicine every day?"
Through a crack, Cui Yiluo saw Jiang Yunjin pouring out a small black pill from a white porcelain bottle and swallowing it with water.
After he swallowed the medicine, he replied, "Since Doctor Xu ordered me to take it every day, I will follow his instructions."
Wen Feng took the cup and said worriedly, "But you've been taking it for more than two months. Will it really not harm your body? If you can no longer..."
Jiang Yunjin just said: "It's okay."
Cui Yiluo looked puzzled. What kind of medicine needed to be taken daily, and why was Jiang Yunjin insisting on taking it even at the risk of damaging his health? And what did Wenfeng mean when he said he would never be able to do it again?
The two people outside the window didn't notice that she was standing behind the window and listening to everything. Perhaps because he was afraid that she would find out, Jiang Yunjin ordered, "You should leave first."
"yes."
The door opened and closed, and Cui Yiluo had already lay back on the couch, pretending to be asleep, but her mind was still constantly recalling the scene just now.
For some reason, Jiang Yunjin stood outside the partition for a while. When he returned to the couch, the coldness brought from outside had dissipated from his body.
His waist tightened, and the man skillfully held her in his arms. He suddenly asked, "Awake?"
Cui Yiluo didn't know how he could tell. She clearly felt that her breathing was very long and even, just like when she was sleeping soundly, but his tone was so firm.
She had no choice but to open her eyes, her face a little hazy, and complained: "Did my husband go out? The sound of opening the door just now was really disturbing."
He said with a guilty tone, "I'm sorry."
The lust from last night faded from his dark eyes, replaced by a sense of satisfaction. Even though he had been fooling around so late last night, he didn't seem tired at all.
Cui Yiluo felt a little bit sad. Although her body was soft, she couldn't stand being manipulated like that.
She deliberately said in a depressed tone, "Are you so happy that my husband doesn't follow the rules?"
Jiang Yunjin pursed his lips, remained silent, and changed the subject, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Cui Yiluo bit her lip, unwilling to answer him. He knew her reaction best, having seen how closely they'd connected last night. He was deliberately tossing her around, and she reached peaks again and again, subconsciously clinging to him.
He seemed to understand and did not ask any more questions. Instead, he avoided her wound and pinched her finger, "Does it still hurt?"
Cui Yiluo then remembered to check her injured fingertip. There was a thick layer of plaster on it, so naturally she didn't feel much.
"It doesn't hurt."
Jiang Yunjin did not let go of her fingers, but still held her tender hand in his.
"Don't do it again in the future, be careful not to get hurt."
Cui Yiluo looked up at him and asked with a smile, "Then doesn't my husband like it?"
In fact, he had already said that he liked her last night in the houseboat, but she insisted on hearing it again.
Jiang Yunjin's expression revealed a hint of helplessness, but he still spoke clearly, "I don't dislike it."
If he likes someone, he likes them, but Jiang Yunjin is old-fashioned. He would rather say a few more words than say the word "like" directly. Cui Yiluo couldn't help but chuckle.
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They tossed and turned all night long, and finally called off the battle just as dawn was about to break. After breakfast, the two of them took a carriage back to the Jiang Mansion.
Jiang Yunjin had obviously instructed the servants, and when Cui Yiluo came to pay her respects, Madam Jiang just scolded her for getting up late and didn't say much. It was obvious that she hadn't received any news and didn't know that the two had not returned all night.
After returning to the courtyard, Cui Yiluo wanted to ask someone to bring the account book, but suddenly she remembered the pills Jiang Yunjin took that she saw through the window in the morning.
If it has to be taken when you are injured, it cannot be a tonic for treating diseases. If so, what is the function of the pills?
There were servants cleaning the bedroom, so Jiang Yunjin couldn't have put the pills in the bedroom. He was obviously trying to hide it from her.
Then, I will just keep it in the study.
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The author has something to say: How can I do things outside? [dog head]
Cousin, don’t forget what you said [yellow heart]
"A gentleman does not spend a day busy, as if it were not a full day." From the Book of Rites
Thanks to the babies who irrigated the nutrient solution [heart]
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