Ning Qiluo didn't return until early the next morning.
After comforting Jiang Yingchi all night, the next morning when she got out of bed, she almost couldn't find her clothes, and her wig was nowhere to be found. Jiang Yingchi pulled her back into bed and asked her inexplicably, "Do you know how I feel right now?"
Ning Qiluo: "Four hours has passed, you're not still not satisfied, are you?"
His hand covered her lips, gently stroking them, then slowly moved to her short hair: "After waking up, I vaguely saw a man lying next to me. How do you think I feel right now?"
Ning Qiluo: "..."
At worst, he's not good-looking, but as for him being a man...
It's just short hair.
Ning Qiluo pushed him away and muttered, "Isn't it good to be your brother?"
He pulled her close, letting her rest her head on his arm: "Ning Qiluo, I'll only allow you to be willful this once. You can't cut your hair again, especially not this short."
It wasn't comfortable to rest my head on his arm.
But it'll have to do.
However, Ning Qiluo was not happy with his words: "Is it really that short? I think it's great, it makes washing my hair much easier."
"Then why not shave your head?" His voice turned cold.
She replied with a playful grin, "If I were to see through the illusions of the world, I'd go to a nunnery, shave my head, and start a vegetarian diet and chanting Buddhist scriptures. That doesn't seem so bad, does it?"
"Ning Qiluo!"
Listen to this, he called her by her full name for the second time this morning.
Every time I call her by her full name, I do so through gritted teeth.
It's so early in the morning, and all he did was nitpick at her because she didn't let him be affectionate with her.
How could Ning Qiluo tolerate this? She sat up and stuffed a pillow into his arms: "Weren't you fierce enough last night? You're still being fierce to me first thing in the morning. Jiang Yingchi, you'll never find a wife like this."
Jiang Yingchi slowly and deliberately put the pillow back, saying indifferently, "Then I won't ask for it."
Ning Qiluo quickly got off the bed, stood by the bed, looking down at her with her hands on her hips: "What did you say?!"
Jiang Yingchi rested his arm behind his head, a smile playing on his lips: "If I don't want a wife, can't I marry into her family?"
Ning Qiluo choked: "..."
"Don't even think about marrying into my family. My mother will kick you out first."
"..."
She noticed that Jiang Yingchi was staring at her body, his gaze slowly moving downwards... Ning Qiluo also looked down and saw that she was wearing his white shirt.
She wore his clothes.
What about her clothes?
Ning Qiluo said, "Don't look," then looked down to find her clothes, which she eventually found in the bathroom.
After getting dressed, Ning Qiluo thought Jiang Yingchi was still lying down, but he had already gotten up, wearing only a pair of pants and nothing on top. Ning Qiluo subconsciously covered her eyes, but then she remembered that he was her man and had seen everything, so what was there to cover up? She took her hands away and looked openly.
She suddenly remembered a saying: Some men are very proper and well-dressed in public, but at home they are like exhibitionists who don't wear clothes.
Although this is not home.
But that's roughly the idea.
Exposing herself seems like a good idea; Jiang Yingchi's figure is quite eye-catching.
It was simply a visual feast for her.
"Is it alright?"
He suddenly asked her.
Ning Qiluo was completely bewildered by the question: "What do you mean, 'alright'?"
Jiang Yingchi walked towards her, took her hand, and pressed it against his abdomen.
Ning Qiluo immediately nodded: "Okay, absolutely okay."
This time, Jiang Yingchi smiled, though it was unclear whether he was satisfied with her reaction or her answer.
...
I sneaked home.
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