"It's time to open a branch in another city..."
Su Qinghe had made up her mind.
Although Shili Xiangli is still packed every day, more than a month has passed and most people in Tianhe County have already tried it. The initial frenzy has long since faded, and there are no longer long queues outside.
Businessmen from other places come here often, and the two types of broth that are clearly not spicy are very much to their liking.
If she doesn't open branches, the restaurant's business won't get any worse, but it will take her quite some time to return to its former prosperity.
"My lady, I'm done washing."
A gentle voice rang out in the quiet room, and Su Qinghe looked up at the sound.
Ji Yuan stepped out from behind the screen, his body steaming from the winter heat after his bath.
Perhaps it was because the water temperature was high today, but his exposed skin was now a pinkish hue.
A few strands of hair hanging down from the side of his face were damp with water, forming tiny droplets that slid into his slightly open collar.
The thin silk nightgown clung to his still slightly damp skin, perfectly outlining his mature physique.
Looking at Ji Yuan, who seemed like a fairy emerging from the mist, Su Qinghe couldn't help but swallow, her eyes instantly turning somewhat dark.
"come over."
She waved to him, her voice hoarse.
Seeing the undisguised lust in Su Qinghe's eyes, Ji Yuan suddenly felt an urge to run away.
"Wife, wife master..."
He called out softly and moved slowly to her side.
"Why did you get your hair wet? It's cold in winter, and you're more likely to catch a cold like that."
Once the person finally moved to her side, Su Qinghe grabbed his waist and pulled him into her arms.
"Lift your leg up a little."
She spun him around on her lap, making him sit facing her astride her lap.
"My wife..."
Ji Yuan blushed, at a loss for words, taken aback by the way he was being held like a child.
Her lower legs, hanging on either side, dared not touch Su Qinghe's legs. She didn't know where to put her hands, and her back was straight. She sat stiffly on Su Qinghe's lap.
"Relax, lean on me."
Although Ji Yuan was rather plump, his stiffness still made Su Qinghe's legs feel uncomfortable.
She placed her hand on his back and gently gestured for him to lean closer to her.
Despite being at a loss, Ji Yuan still leaned his entire upper body against her, following her force, until he felt something soft against his chest.
"My lady, I...I'm a little heavy..."
He felt uneasy and wanted to step back a little, afraid of hurting Su Qinghe.
"I'm fine. You can rest your head on my shoulder. That way you won't have to support yourself all the time, and it will save you energy."
Su Qinghe raised her hand and pressed on the back of his head. After he lowered his head as he wished, she reached out and grabbed a strand of his hair.
Ji Yuan didn't know what Su Qinghe was going to do, and this wasn't the procedure he was familiar with for doing that kind of thing.
He rested his head on her shoulder, his arms still hanging at his sides, but they were a little stiff. Seeing that she didn't give any further instructions, he instinctively put his hands around her waist.
"Okay, get down now."
After a long pause, Su Qinghe finally spoke.
"What?"
Ji Yuan looked at Su Qinghe with a probing gaze. "What should my wife say?"
"Your hair."
Su Qinghe gripped the man's waist with both hands and lifted him slightly, turning him around and placing him directly on the couch.
hair?
Sitting on the couch, Ji Yuan reached back and touched his long hair that reached his waist.
It's dry! And it's warm too.
"Did you use the same method as last time with Brother Yu?"
Ji Yuan's face was full of surprise, and he curiously pulled all his hair to the front to examine it.
"Yes, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, so it's better to dry it."
Su Qinghe extinguished the candle and returned to the bed, where she laid the still-exploring man down.
"Stop touching me. Now you should focus all your attention on your wife."
She grabbed his hand that was touching his hair, then flipped herself over onto him, one hand on each side, trapping his hands on either side of his head.
...
As the year draws to a close and the weather grows colder, half a month has passed since I returned from the court. With less than a month until the New Year, the government office has sent messengers to deliver the news.
"My lady, are we really not going?"
At the entrance of Shili Xiang, Ji Yuan and Ji Qingyu looked at Su Qinghe with concern.
Knowing he was worried, Su Qinghe pulled him into her arms and hugged him gently.
"Fang Xin, you two stay home and do your needlework. I'll be back soon. If Xiao Xi wakes up, just tell him I went out on errands, so he won't worry!"
She turned her head and kissed Ji Yuan's cheek before letting him go.
"I need comforting too!"
Looking at the two intimate people next to her, and then at herself who was being ignored, Ji Qingyu suddenly blurted out something for no reason.
Both of them turned to look at him in surprise upon hearing this, and Ji Yuan's eyes were full of relief.
Su Qinghe raised an eyebrow, her smile almost overflowing.
"Okay! Come on over!"
She opened her arms, gesturing for him to come over.
Ji Qingyu was stunned. Why was he the one who had to take the initiative to go over? It made him seem like he was so eager to do it.
Looking at those huge arms, Ji Qingyu felt as if her feet were nailed to the ground, and she couldn't move at all.
"Are you going to hug me or not? If you don't, I'm leaving!" Seeing that he was standing still, Su Qinghe added fuel to the fire.
"Hurry up and go, the people from the government office are waiting, don't delay the mistress's time."
Ji Yuan was getting anxious and couldn't help but give him a push.
This kid finally took the initiative, we can't let him mess it up like this.
Ji Yuan used considerable force this time, and Ji Qingyu was pushed so hard that she stumbled.
Seeing Su Qinghe's embrace right in front of him, he closed his eyes and lunged forward with the force, but his hands still couldn't help but be placed across his chest, not daring to actually touch her.
Looking at the still awkward man in front of her, Su Qinghe smiled, then gently wrapped her arms around his waist.
The unfamiliar yet familiar touch made Ji Qingyu tremble slightly; the warmth of her palm could be faintly felt even through the thick winter clothes.
"I just kissed your brother, how about you kiss him too?"
Looking at the man who barely reached her chin, Su Qinghe lowered her eyes and chuckled softly, tightening her grip on his waist.
Feeling the hot breath from the woman above her, Ji Qingyu's cheeks flushed, and she struggled slightly.
"No, no need! Okay, okay, I've been comforted, you can let go of me now!"
He felt ashamed by her blunt question, and he struggled harder.
Having achieved her goal, Su Qinghe smiled and released the person.
"Alright, I really have to go now. It's windy outside, you guys should go back too."
"yes."
Ji Yuan pulled Ji Qingyu back, who had been burying her head like a quail, and watched Su Qinghe walk away before turning back.
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