Lu Ziyan had already held the person in his arms, but he stopped when he heard her words, lowered his eyes and looked at her, his voice low and hoarse.
"I will leave Beijing tomorrow morning."
Xie Wan Ning was stunned when she heard this, and then she became very angry.
In short, he wouldn't be able to touch her for several months, which was enough time for her to rest.
——She had already offered him the sachet, but he still refused to let her go.
But this person obviously would not indulge in lust for days on end before. Even in the first two months of her marriage, she had not done so frequently in the yard.
Now Liu Manrou has given birth to the child, and Erxia has been taken into his backyard. They look forward to his visit every night. Why does he have to come and pester her!
While she was stunned, Lu Ziyan's hand had already reached into her clothes as if he were familiar with her. Xie Wan Ning struggled subconsciously.
But the man's arms were like iron clamps, and her strength seemed to be a resistance, which made his abdomen tighten. He grasped her wrists and pressed her against the couch.
Lu Ziyan's eyes slowly traced the girl's features under him. Seeing that she looked panicked and nervous, a hint of helplessness flashed in his deep eyes. He leaned over and placed a kiss on her forehead.
"What are you afraid of?" He sighed and asked her in a low voice: "I don't remember hurting you."
This girl has such delicate skin and tender flesh that a light grip from him would leave fingerprints. When has he ever really bullied her harshly?
"I really don't feel well," Xie Wan shrank into the soft pillow with his neck condensed, and struggled to find an excuse: "I've been having a little trouble these past two days, and my abdomen has been a little uncomfortable."
Lu Ziyan frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.
After thinking for a few breaths, he pushed aside the long hair on the side of her neck and his eyes fell on her jade-like shoulders and neck.
The red marks on the girl's delicate collarbone were very conspicuous. His breathing paused slightly and he reached out to touch it.
The rough fingertips slid across her shoulders and neck, and Xie Wan Ning's whole body stiffened, but the man on her withdrew his hand silently and got off her.
The oppressive feeling he brought suddenly disappeared, and Xie Wan Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and then she heard him sigh softly, "You are so delicate."
Isn't that just being delicate?
You can't treat it lightly, you can't treat it harshly, you can't be harsh, and you can't scold it.
Now I have learned to ignore him.
Xie Wan Ning was annoyed at being called delicate. Before she could react, her waist felt tighter and their positions had been reversed.
It became her on top of him, looking down at him.
She hurriedly leaned against his side to prevent herself from falling into his arms.
"Since Wanwan is not feeling well, as your husband I should be considerate and not touch you tonight."
Lu Ziyan held her waist with one hand and let her sit on him. With the other hand, he casually pinched her palm and played with it. He said with a smile, "But my husband is about to go to war. My dear wife, should you also be considerate of your husband?"
Xie Wan Ning was stunned, not understanding what he meant.
Lu Ziyan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked straight at her.
The girl on his body had a graceful figure and skin as white as snow. The collar of her thin nightgown had become loose after the previous tossing and turning, and the moon-white undershirt underneath was faintly visible.
But Lu Ziyan knew that there were his fingerprints on her delicate waist and abdomen under her clothes.
There are kiss marks on my back.
This girl had been married to him for more than a year, and she had long lost her youthfulness. The charm that was inadvertently revealed between her eyebrows was so attractive that one could not take their eyes off her.
Even though she has been married for more than a year, she still acts like an ignorant girl.
She had no idea what he meant.
Lu Ziyan felt helpless.
So it was still his fault. He never wanted to let her get too tired in bed. Most of the time, she just had to lie down.
Thinking of this, he simply held her waist and sat up, hugging her face to face.
The two of them changed their position to where Xie Wan Ning sat directly astride him.
Closely connected to the waist and abdomen.
Stick together.
The thing she had tried so hard to ignore pressed against her.
Xie Wan Ning trembled all over and tried to go down in a hurry, but the hands on her waist were tightly clasped.
She raised her eyes and glared at him.
"You didn't mean..."
"Well, I won't touch you,"
Lu Ziyan interrupted slowly and chuckled, "Then why don't you think of a way to make it quiet down, okay?"
Xie Wan Ning pursed her lips: "..."
She paused for a few breaths and said stiffly, "I can't."
Lu Ziyan pinched her palm with his fingertips and smiled softly, "I'll teach you."
"I don't learn these things,"
Xie Wan Ning lowered her eyes and her tone became cold: "Lu Ziyan, I am your wife, not a concubine who serves you in bed."
Wife is Qi.
These beds cater to men's means,
Apart from the women in brothels, only concubines who use their beauty to attract men would learn this.
She had been well-versed in poetry and literature since childhood, and was proficient in music, calligraphy and painting, archery, horse riding, and the ways of managing a household. No one had ever asked her to learn how to please a man.
What does he take her for?
The tricks he used to flirt with concubines were used on her?
Xie Wan Ning felt a chill in her heart and she straightened up and was about to get off him, but Lu Ziyan reacted quicker than her and held her shoulders and pulled her into his arms.
"When will you be able to calm down?" He laughed in anger. "What does the matter between you and me have to do with me?"
He pulled open her clothes, stroked the marks on her shoulders and neck, and asked with a smile: "So this is what you call serving? When I served you, did you treat me as your concubine?"
"..." Xie Wan Ning stared at him in disbelief.
Did he win the battle by such unreasonable and unreasonable means, confusing right and wrong?
Lu Ziyan lowered his eyes and stared at her, "Don't always talk about my concubine. I've said it before, no one will affect you."
He looked calm, and when he mentioned the other two women in the backyard, it was as if he was really mentioning two insignificant things.
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