When the busy farming season comes to a break, the gossip in the village becomes a topic of conversation among neighbors after meals.
With hearing far exceeding that of ordinary people, I can hear the calls of birds from miles around.
Lying on the armchair in the courtyard, I closed my eyes to relax and bask in the sun while listening to the gossip of the villagers to pass the time.
Suddenly, from afar, I heard Aunt Wang from next door asking Grandma Zhou with great concern, "Your Zhou Lang and Ahua have been married for a while now, why haven't you had any good news yet? Could it be that the young couple is inexperienced and has never consummated their marriage?"
Old Mrs. Zhou was rather reserved, so when she heard others ask this question, she could only explain, "Our Ah Hua can't speak, and Zhou Lang isn't very quick-witted, so I shouldn't interfere in such matters."
But Aunt Wang became even more interested and ran home to get some kind of ancestral treasure.
With a subtle smile, he placed the item in Grandma Zhou's hand and said, "This is my family heirloom, the most treasured possession of my family. I think your Ahua is quite clever. You know what these two things are! Boil this into a soup for them to drink together, and show this to your Ahua. Maybe by this time next year you'll be able to hold your grandson."
The woman's tone was a bit strange. How could she be so generous as to give away her family heirloom to someone else? And how did it get involved in having a grandson?
I was even confused by what I heard.
Before I went to bed that night, Grandma Zhou brought me a bowl of hot soup, saying it was a very nourishing ginseng soup to help me recover.
Something's not right, absolutely not right.
My intuition tells me this soup is definitely not simple.
However, this week, the old lady seemed to have no intention of leaving. She even insisted on seeing Wenheng and me drink the tea before she would leave. I knew then that we had no choice but to drink this tea today.
I believe that Old Lady Zhou would not poison us and kill us.
However, I am a unique herb that has cultivated for a thousand years. I am a spiritual herb that can cure all poisons, so I am not afraid of poison.
So I drank the bowl of hot soup without hesitation, wanting to see what they were up to.
Grandma Zhou also poured Wen Heng a bowl of tea, and watched him obediently drink it.
She nodded with a satisfied look on her face. Before leaving, she handed me a yellowed and worn book, patted my hand, and said, "You two should work harder to have a big, healthy boy soon."
I was completely confused by what I heard. After Grandma Zhou left, I opened this tattered book and found myself both amused and exasperated.
This is actually a book of illustrations depicting a couple's wedding night.
but……
This is truly a treasure passed down through generations of Aunt Wang. The content is quite different from what I've seen before; in addition to the paintings, there are even explanatory translations.
I became interested and started reading the book with great interest.
When I saw the book's extremely explicit and unconventional analysis and translation, I hurriedly closed the book.
Afraid of being seen, I shyly tucked myself under the bed.
As the night deepened and all was quiet, I gazed at Wen Heng, who was fast asleep beside me.
I raised my hands and pinched his soft, white face, shaping it into a strange, grinning face with big white teeth. I also made a face at him. This has been my nightly ritual to vent my frustrations lately.
After venting my emotions, I turned over contentedly, intending to go to sleep.
but……
I seem to have forgotten that although I am a magical herb that can cure all poisons, it doesn't mean I won't get poisoned. No matter what kind of magical herb it is, it still takes time to detoxify.
As soon as I closed my eyes, all I could think of were the images and explanations of that picture book.
My body started to feel unbearably hot, so I turned over to face Wen Heng.
His face had somehow become so red and swollen that it looked like a monkey's bottom.
With a frown and shaking head, looking uncomfortable, she started to take off her clothes, and soon her well-defined, beautiful skin was exposed to me.
The moonlight streaming through the window illuminated his gleaming, naked body, and I had a wicked image in my mind.
But when she saw Wen Heng's clean and upright face, she instantly felt ashamed of the evil thoughts in her mind, and pulled up the quilt to cover Wen Heng's bare chest and back.
I turned my back and couldn't bear to look any longer.
Looking again might be considered a crime...
But my body started to fluctuate between hot and cold, sometimes unbearably hot, sometimes as cold as winter and I wanted to hug a heater.
It then dawned on me that this might be the medicinal effect of the nourishing soup that Grandma Zhou had given us that day.
Fortunately, my body is made of medicinal herbs, so the reaction wasn't too severe and I could tolerate it. I just needed to endure it for a while until the effects of the medicine wore off.
I had my back to Wen Heng and tried my best to control myself, but... Wen Heng behind me couldn't stand it.
One moment he was so hot he was shaking his head and trying to take off his clothes, the next he was so cold he was curled up in a ball and kept moving his body closer to me.
Finally, it stuck to me like a monkey.
I angrily turned around, intending to kick him away, but unexpectedly, his entire body pulled me into his bare chest.
Strong arms and legs tightly encircled my frail body.
I felt like I was bound by a pair of strong shackles, unable to move.
After feeling each other's body temperature, the fluctuating body temperature seemed to ease somewhat.
My face was pressed against his arm, and when I looked up, I saw Wen Heng's pearl-like Adam's apple, and then up to his smooth, rounded chin and alluring cherry-red lips.
The constant exhalation from its nostrils, releasing a misty breath that brushed against my cheeks, made my little heart pound wildly.
I couldn't help but swallow hard, muttering to myself, "You were the one who seduced me first!"
Under the hazy moonlight and the thin veil of light, I tilted my head back, closed my eyes, and kissed Wenheng's lips earnestly...
It's all thanks to our spiritual bodies and my pure, responsible, and hardworking heart.
This herbal medicine prevented Wen Heng and me from doing anything more romantic.
I was held tightly by Wen Heng and couldn't move.
After several unsuccessful attempts, she resigned herself to lying in Wen Heng's warm embrace, listening to his steady and orderly heartbeat, and felt an unprecedented sense of security welling up in her heart.
As I savored the warm kiss, I drifted off to sleep...
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