Chapter 146 She Wanted to Kiss Him (Part 3)
In the dead silence, Zhuang Wan heard the sound of his throat sliding and his breathing was a little heavy.
Those dark eyes were like a pool of water, almost sucking her into the abyss.
Zhuang Wan was dazed.
My brain short-circuited at this moment and I just stared at him stupidly.
Pei Xingju had never expected to encounter such an amorous encounter so early in the morning. The girl pounced upon him, her warm, sweet breath lathering on his lips and cheeks. Her large eyes were pure, confused, and a little frightened, like a fawn fleeing in panic in the woods.
Her red lips were so close to me, like plump, rosy cherries, making me want to take a bite.
He couldn't help it, his throat moved, but he didn't dare to make any movement, just holding her with his whole body stiff.
Seeing that she was speechless, he asked, "Are your legs numb?"
"Sister Ruyi!"
At this moment, the door was suddenly opened from the outside, and Erya stood on the edge of the car with an excited look on her face.
The next moment, the expression on her face changed from excitement to surprise, then turned red, and then she covered her face with her hands and ran away with a cry of "Ouch".
Zhuang Wan: “…”
Pei Xingju: “…”
The car door was wide open, and the neighbors naturally saw what was going on inside, and they all exclaimed "Wow" in unison.
Zhuang Wan's scalp tingled, and she hurriedly retreated, enduring the discomfort in her thigh.
At this time, of course, it would be best to get off the carriage quickly. However, her legs were weak and the numbness had not subsided, so she had to endure it.
But her delicate expression coupled with the blush on her face made her look like a small white flower ravaged by wind and rain, which made people think of something else.
Damn it. Zhuang Wan had a feeling that she couldn’t wash away what happened this morning even if she jumped into the Yellow River.
Pei Xingju asked quietly, "Do you want me to... take you down?"
"No, I can do it slowly." If he carried her down from here, it would be hard to explain.
But there were people who just wanted to watch the fun. Tiedan stood beside his mother and shouted at the top of his voice: "Sister Ruyi, shame on you! Shame on you!"
He laughed and scratched his face with his fingers: "Shame on you! Shame on you!"
“........”
Zhuang Wan couldn't wait any longer, so she endured the numbness and limped out of the carriage and ran back to her own courtyard.
Behind her, Pei Xingju couldn't help but smile when he saw her fleeing in panic.
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Returning to the courtyard, Zhuang Wan stood in the hallway for a moment, then ran to fetch a basin of cold water and washed her face. The heat on her face finally subsided after a dip in the cold water.
She went into the kitchen to make breakfast, took some noodles from the rice jar, and prepared to make a pot of simple noodle dumplings to fill her stomach.
But when he was kneading dough by the stove, he suddenly put down the basin and ran into the house.
She stood in front of the mirror, looked at herself in the mirror, and found that her face was still a little flushed.
It's strange, what's wrong with her today?
Thinking about it carefully, there didn't seem to be anything wrong. It was just that he pounced on Pei Xingju, and he was a little close to him. It was just that... Damn! At that moment, she actually wanted to kiss him.
Zhuang Wan shook her head and slapped her cheeks hard.
She must be short of men, she thought, otherwise how could even Pei Xingju dare to have such a desire for her?
Alas! To live such a dull life in her twenties is enough to make her become a nun immediately.
At this moment, I made up my mind to start a business and make money as soon as possible, so that I can achieve financial freedom in the future. As a man, I can also be free.
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Zhuang Wan woke from a hearty sleep, feeling refreshed. She took a relaxing bath and then sat in a rocking chair in the courtyard to dry her hair. Erya came running to see her, holding the increasingly plump Wangcai in her arms. As she stroked his fur, she mentioned the recent events in Lihua Lane.
"My father is feeling better now!" she said happily. "He can eat a big bowl of rice every day and can help my mother collect firewood in the mountains. Now there is a lot of firewood piled up at home. My mother said she would send some to Sister Ruyi later."
In those days, cooking was done with firewood, and the amount used was enormous. Zhuang Wan didn't know how to collect firewood, so she had to buy it. Later, when Erya's mother found out that she always sent her firewood, Zhuang Wan felt embarrassed and simply sent a portion of whatever she cooked to them.
But Erya sighed again: "Although my father is well, no one in the county is willing to hire him for work. They say he is possessed by evil spirits and is unclean."
Zhuang Wan frowned. This kind of superstitious atmosphere cannot be eliminated in a day or two.
After a while, she asked, "Erya, have your chickens laid eggs?"
"Yes, I picked up a basket full."
Hearing this, Zhuang Wan stood up and went into the house, taking out half a tael of silver. "Okay, I'm too lazy to go out to buy them. You can take them back and count them, and I'll send some eggs over from your house."
"Okay!" Erya stood up, took the money and went out.
Zhuang Wan looked at the sky and walked into the kitchen to prepare lunch, but she suddenly stopped when she was scooping rice from the rice jar.
In the past, she was used to serving Pei Xingju's three meals a day. Now Pei Xingju has returned the debt book to her, and she is no longer Pei Xingju's meal maid.
After thinking about it, she gave some money back and just did her own thing.
Without the responsibilities of preparing meals for Pei Xingju, Zhuang Wan was truly free, a leisurely existence she found somewhat unusual. In the afternoon, she played with Erya and Tiedan for a while, then simply went straight into the house to begin writing her business plan.
Pei Xing was busy in his study, dealing with chores, and had missed lunch for quite some time. When he finished with a pile of documents, he realized it was already three quarters past noon.
At this time, the servant came in and asked, "Sir, are you ready to eat now?"
"Yeah." Pei Xingju nodded.
Soon, the servant brought in the meal. Pei Xingju glanced at the food on the table and frowned slightly: "Who made this meal?"
The servant was puzzled and replied, "It was made by the chef Wang Dasheng."
Pei Xingju wanted to say something else, but suddenly remembered that Zhuang Wan was no longer his maid, so he kept silent.
He lazily stood up and walked to the table, but the food today was not to his taste, so he put it down after just a few bites.
During the days since I left Luyang, a lot of miscellaneous affairs have accumulated, including those from the court, Xuanzhao Pavilion, and letters from Shen Yi written from the capital.
Shen Yi encountered a difficult situation in the capital and wrote several letters in succession. However, Pei Xing had lived in Shen Zongji's house before, and there was a risk of being exposed every time a letter was sent in. Therefore, unless it was extremely urgent, he almost stopped receiving letters from outside.
When he came back, the desk was piled high. He rubbed his forehead and continued to work.
But as he was busy, he couldn't help but think of the situation when the two of them were in the carriage in the early morning.
It was a quiet morning, the sun was shining brightly, and her blushing face, yet her effortless composure, was quite endearing...
After being in a daze for a long time, when Xue Gang came in, he saw Pei Xingju staring at the file with a gentle smile on his face.
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