Chapter 89 (Not Serious)
What an indecent voice!
Call her name twice more so she can hear it!
“…Ah Ji, ugh! Hmph…”
The tears that had stopped started to fall again, and the red mole on her left cheek became even more vibrant.
Jiang Xi felt an unbearable yet pleasurable urge to curl up into a ball and bury himself in the arms of Aji, who was relentlessly bullying him. He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling noticeably with each breath. He guided her hand to the other side and whispered, "Aji... the other side too."
The enthusiastic young lady naturally fulfilled his needs, even adding service techniques beyond just pressing buttons.
"Waaah...hehe." He lowered his head, laughing foolishly, tears streaming down his face, beautiful yet tragic.
Ah Ji loves to play with this sensitive body; its greatest use is to please Ah Ji.
Seeing how pitifully he was being bullied, Shang Yuji leaned closer and kissed his closed right eye. His long eyelashes, like feathers, trembled and brushed against a small patch of her skin.
As she retreated, he stood there blankly, reaching out a hand to touch his slowly opening right eye, his gaze unfocused, as if he hadn't yet come to his senses.
In an instant, tears fell like beads from a broken string.
"You can continue crying later. Let's get down to business first," Shang Yuji urged.
Her pitiful and endearing appearance is truly irresistible!
She really needs to deal with this beautiful woman with teary eyes.
Jiang Xi, who was startled awake by Aji's voice, was taken aback. Right... Jinpa, he needed Jinpa to take care of what was under him.
He didn't want his hands to be pulled onto her sash by Aji: "Untie it, you're much better at it than I am."
Ah Ji kissed his other eye, and his hands trembled. The more he tried to untangle it, the more tangled it became, and he almost couldn't untangle it. But he managed to untangle it by relying on muscle memory.
Upon seeing that the garment he was wearing underneath was the pear blossom blouse he had embroidered, his fingertips trembled as he gripped the small side of it, stammering and unable to speak, feeling the restlessness within him growing stronger.
The sky-blue fabric complements her skin tone perfectly. The pear blossom pattern suits Aji well. The epiphyllum has been embroidered, so how about... apricot blossoms? The pink lotus is also beautiful... Aji will definitely look good in any of these.
No, no, he, he wanted to take the handkerchief, the handkerchief!
Her mind was still hazy as she reached for the handkerchief, but before she could even extend her hand, she was pulled down until it stopped. The sleeves of her dress, half-hanging on her fair wrists, bunched up on either side. Shang Yuji frowned: "I don't know how. You do it."
The fox-eyed girl silently shed tears, obediently following her words.
A handkerchief? Nothing is as important as Ah Ji's happiness.
Fortunately, he had taken the example of Ah Ji and started getting his nails trimmed regularly, the last time being just two days ago... so it wouldn't hurt Ah Ji.
With her legs trapped and unable to close, her limp body was powerless to struggle, letting him pound on her. Just as Shang Yuji was about to bite her lip to endure it, Jiang Xi, who had seen through her, stopped her. He slowly licked open her tightly pursed lips, gradually diverting her attention.
When another person with a moist complexion joined, Shang Yuji grabbed his shoulder, her fingernails leaving glaring scratches on his warm skin.
Thinking of his terrifyingly powerful and enviable resilience, tears welled up in her eyes. She wrinkled her nose and muttered in a low voice, finally saying with dissatisfaction, "Looking like this, what am I supposed to do? Every time I go in... it's so difficult..."
Her voice trembled slightly, and even though she was trying to hold it in, he could still hear the sobbing in it.
"I'm sorry, Ah Ji, I'm sorry... It's my fault, Ah Ji, I'm sorry... Ugh!" The person beneath her kept apologizing awkwardly while stroking her back with both hands to relieve her discomfort.
Her arms draped over his shoulders and then slumped softly behind him. The person beneath her reacted much more strongly than she did, even struggling to speak clearly as he tried to comfort her, creating a strange sense of balance for her.
Large tears fell from the dazed fox's eyes, as if it had lost control of its body and was only accepting what its body was sending, exceeding its threshold...
For him, simply being in the same room with her was enough to satisfy him. It was a joy and peace of mind to be together. As long as Aji was in his sight, his heart felt full and his boring days were painted with vibrant colors because of her.
That's enough.
But Ah Ji gave him so much love, so much so that he was drowning in that warm sea.
She didn't need to take him with her when she left the capital. If she took another person with her, she would have to shoulder his share of the responsibility, like carrying a huge, heavy burden that would slow her down.
There's no need to take him all the way to Yangzhou; just getting him out of the Jiang family mansion, where he's starving and freezing, would be more than enough.
There's no need to support him, provide him with food, clothing, and shelter, give him gifts, or even teach him martial arts and calligraphy.
You don't need to worry about him being alone; just stay with him, comfort him, and live with him for a long time.
There's no need to marry him just to satisfy his desire for intimacy or to avoid gossip, so that the two of you can legitimately be together forever.
She didn't need to risk her life to remove the curse from him, nor did she need to endure discomfort to have intercourse with him...
Oh, Ah Ji, Ah Ji, Ah Ji…
But she did it all: they escaped from the Jiang family mansion together, became friends, family, and then inseparable husband and wife.
She gave too much, and he wanted to give her what he had, but he had too little and could give her too little.
Sometimes, if he gave her a bouquet of flowers, Ah Ji would smile and give him ten or a hundred in return—a profusion of flowers that would overwhelm him.
Ah Ji, Ah Ji, he can't leave Ah Ji anymore, he's going to die, he's going to die, he's going to die!
His bones and flesh were filled with Aji. Without Aji, his bones and flesh would turn into a pool of blood, leaving only that useless skin.
"...Why are you crying like this?" His handkerchief was soaked with tears, and you could probably wring water out of it if you wrung it out.
Noticing his head burying itself in his mouth, Shang Yuji immediately covered his mouth: "This time, you're not allowed to lick it, or it'll be bad... and you'll have to clean it up."
His talent was wasted and he was neglected, so he trembled and cried even harder.
He can't even make Ah Ji happy, sob sob, he's so useless!
The fox's eyes were brimming with tears, and occasionally it seemed to be in a daze, its brow furrowing slightly as if in pain, but from the corner of its mouth came pleasant humming sounds.
I simply didn't have a hand to wipe his tears; he never stopped crying on the bed anyway.
If something happens regularly, then it's normal and doesn't need much interference.
If you want to cry, then cry... She's the one who was wronged!
Her thoughts became increasingly chaotic, and the unspeakable voices beside her made her face flush. She simply collapsed onto him.
Once he relinquished the initiative, his attention was focused on her, and he completely forgot that he was still crying.
However, tears fell unconsciously from the beauty's face, and though she looked eager, she buried herself in her work, trying to get her wages...
This is absolutely delicious.
Shang Yuji was too lazy to comfort her, and gently offered her seat: "You come."
As if remembering something, she frowned and said in a low voice, "Keep your voice down, it's not honorable."
It sounded as if she had shown him great affection, even though she had indeed done so.
It sounds nice, but it makes you feel guilty.
Perhaps because the sunlight is just right now, they are hiding in the shadows...
"Mmm," he replied quietly.
Ah Ji isn't very stamina-wise, so leave the rest to him; he's still useful!
His hands, which had been steadying behind his back, moved to his sides, his long fingers easily sinking into the soft flesh. His body trembled, but his hands remained steady. Jiang Xi's nose was beaded with sweat as she sobbed, "Ah Ji, you've lost weight, more than before... Okay, eat more, mmm..."
She reached down suspiciously, but instead of touching her own hand, she touched his lower abdomen.
The rise and fall of his palms gradually accelerated.
This is bad!
"snort?!"
"Wait a minute, wait a second!"
Jiang Xi bent over and straightened up, tears streaming down her wide eyes. She bit her lip tightly and used her hands to lift her up and place her to one side.
A silk handkerchief was placed over his head, and Jiang Xi closed his eyes, leaning weakly on her shoulder, groaning as he finished.
He smelled the sweet scent of pear blossoms in the air, and his whole body was immersed in the fragrance of pear blossoms, as if Ah Ji had wrapped him up.
As soon as Aji's aura enveloped his thoughts, he felt incredibly at ease and... satisfied.
The handkerchief was crumpled into a ball, and Shang Yuji yawned: "Just throw it away if it gets dirty."
But when she caught a glimpse of his somewhat reluctant expression, her guard went up immediately: "You can't stay!"
She can respect his collecting hobbies, but she cannot accept such a bizarre collecting obsession!
Shang Yuji didn't want to see it in the wooden box one day, as it would remind her of the messy and disheveled scene.
Jiang Xi remained silent, pondering how to get Aji to agree.
His face was full of bitterness, and Shang Yuji could roughly guess what he was thinking: ...
She pinched his cheeks, which were flushed from the rain, and said with raised eyebrows, "I have plenty of things to keep, this one won't make a difference. I can give you any old handkerchiefs I use in the future, but not this one!"
Even though Jiang Xiqu's cheeks were distorted by the pulling, it did not diminish her stunning beauty.
You can get many handkerchiefs that Aji used by just by giving up this one!
He quickly did the calculations, clarifying the logic, and his eyes, which had been filled with spring rain, lit up. He immediately replied, "Okay, I don't want them anymore. All the handkerchiefs, towels, and handkerchiefs that Aji doesn't want anymore should be kept for me..."
Imagining him holding something imbued with Ah Ji's scent filled me with a sweet feeling, as sweet as eating a sugar cake full of syrup.
"?" Did he secretly add something in? But she didn't object. Sigh, it's not easy to have a hobby, even if it's not proper, it would be too pitiful to be discriminated against.
"We need to clear out another room to store your collection, otherwise there won't be enough space for it when you have more stuff."
Knowing that Aji had agreed, his eyes softened into a pool of spring water as he gently said, "Aji's old clothes, shawl, and broken hairpins..."
Shang Yuji looked at him with an indescribable gaze, angrily tapping his brow, her finger nearly knocking the person leaning on her shoulder over:
"Jiang Xiaoxi, you are incredibly audacious, greedy, and always pushing your luck!"
"Waaah!" Jiang Xi quickly wrapped her arms around her and begged for forgiveness, "Aji, Aji, I was wrong. I wasn't audacious, greedy, or push my luck. Aji, Aji, Aji, please don't be angry..."
"You're the most sensitive to my emotions; you knew all along that I wasn't angry at all."
Jiang Xi nuzzled her shoulder with her cheek, then looked up and smiled sweetly, "Hmph, Aji is the best."
Ah Ji wouldn't be angry with him; Ah Ji would even... agree to his request.
"I can give you what I don't want, but you can't take it away yourself."
"Mmm! I won't, Ji, Ji, Ji!"
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Author's note: Whether I live or die, let fate decide. [Good luck, Lianlian]
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