Chapter 22
◎Consumer's Sexual Relationship◎
He repeated it again: "I'm afraid I'll hurt you."
Pei Xueyan didn't understand what he meant and kept asking, "What's wrong? Husband, are you trying to hide something?"
She lowered her head and muttered, her voice filled with grievance: "Other people's weddings are all lovey-dovey, but we're like polite strangers. They say it's love at first sight, but I don't believe it. These days I'm restless every day, afraid that one day you'll do something to betray me."
"You're overthinking it. I have no interest in other women."
"That's not what I meant. I'm afraid you'll reveal your true colors."
"What true face?"
Pei Xueyan sat up, looked straight at him, and said very seriously, "Of course he's going to kill me to silence me. You heartless wolf."
Jiang Qiye remained expressionless, denying it in a calm tone: "I married you out of respect and love for you, how could I harm you? Have you been having nightmares these past few days, which is why you're thinking such absurd things?"
Pei Xueyan opened her mouth, but couldn't explain the entanglements of her past life.
He used to refuse to be with me no matter what, but now that we're married, will that damned curse be lifted?
To put herself at ease, she leaned over and lay on top of him, her voice soft and gentle: "Give me a kiss, and I'll believe you."
Jiang Qiye was unwilling to do it.
But she smelled so good, it made his heart clench.
He reluctantly reached out and loosely put his arm around her waist, then reluctantly kissed her lips.
Pei Xueyan was unhappy. She lay back down beside him and reached out to tightly grasp his arm: "You didn't even get a kiss."
That last touch didn't even involve lips; it was just a fleeting dab, completely lacking sincerity.
Jiang Qiye remained in a zombie-like lying position, showing no reaction whatsoever.
Pei Xueyan looked at him and suddenly remembered his arrogant demeanor in her previous two lives. Now, seeing him as such a down-to-earth farmer, she felt a bit like teasing him.
She then playfully said, "Fine, if you don't want to kiss me, that's fine. But if I get hurt in the future, it will definitely be because you didn't want to kiss me."
Jiang Qiye sighed helplessly and slowly closed his eyes.
After teasing him for a while, Pei Xueyan felt sleepy and finally fell asleep with her head resting on his shoulder.
Jiang Qiye remained stiff until he was sure she was sound asleep before he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
We've finally gotten through this hurdle.
It's difficult for a normal man to remain calm and restrained when facing his newlywed wife, especially when he hears her calling him "husband" in a sickeningly sweet way.
He believed he had done enough, and that the light kiss just now was merely a stopgap measure.
The patriarch must understand him.
The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Jiang Qiye quietly got up, intending to fly to a secluded spot on the cliff to practice his skills while Pei Xueyan was still asleep.
As soon as he sat up, he felt a warm touch behind him; his wife was looking at him with a radiant smile.
She pressed against his back, wrapped her arms around his waist, and their warm breaths felt even more sticky in the summer heat.
"Husband, why are you up so early?" Her voice was still soft and sweet from just waking up.
I don't know if they were deliberately speaking in a low voice.
Jiang Qiye's back stiffened. He turned around, then softened his tone and made an excuse: "Well. The wheat in the field to the west is ripe. I'll sleep in the field tomorrow night. We'll go build a shed now. The wheat harvest is in full swing because it's hot, so we'll have to stay in the field for a few days."
That's true. In the past, when my father was busy harvesting wheat, he would always sleep in a shed in the field.
Pei Xueyan immediately wrapped her clothes tighter, reached out and grabbed his sleeve, her eyes full of joy: "My husband is working so hard, I'll lend a hand and help you set up the tent!"
As Jiang Qiye dressed, she said, "I couldn't help you with farm work when you and Dad were doing it before. Now that you've married me, you can just stay home and rest. I'll take care of everything outside. If you really want to help, it would be great if you could cook some meals for me and bring them to the fields every day."
She leaned closer and looked up, saying, "I'm not going to harvest wheat; I want to help you build the shed."
He couldn't refuse: "Okay, I'll go cook, you can sleep a little longer."
Pei Xueyan nodded, very happy.
She felt that they were indeed starting to resemble a married couple.
Jiang Qiye finally managed to break free from her and was about to leave when, unexpectedly, this young woman wrapped her arm around his neck and pressed her warm lips against his.
It still clumsily and gently turned over.
She naturally didn't know how to kiss, only vaguely remembering that in her previous life, her martial arts master parents would always secretly get close to her like this behind her back.
Pei Xueyan didn't think much of it; she just felt the atmosphere was right and instinctively moved closer.
Jiang Qiye had never been so proactively approached and seduced by a woman, and his whole body immediately felt hot.
He should have pushed her away, but his body lost control first, and his lips unconsciously brushed back against hers. He only dared to gently rub his lips against hers, and even his breathing was extremely soft.
We must let the patriarch know that he was forced into this situation.
The intimacy came so suddenly that both of them froze for a moment.
Pei Xueyan was the first to react. She let go of his hand and retreated back to the bed, her cheeks as red as ripe apples. She stubbornly muttered, "Now... now I'll believe you a little more."
Jiang Qiye's Adam's apple bobbed, but he didn't dare look at her and only mumbled, "I'll go cook."
That brief moment of contact was more mentally taxing than three hours of his training.
Pei Xueyan lay on the bed, touching her burning lips, and couldn't help but smile.
Jiang Qiye is someone who loves using magic.
Pei Xueyan was by her side this time, but she was too embarrassed to use it.
Building a hut is not difficult; just two main beams, a straw mat, and a haystack on the outside.
It's filled with weeds.
Pei Xueyan was quite capable of doing these things, and she was quite serious about it, squatting in the shed and arranging the dry straw bit by bit.
It was noon when the shed was set up, and the two sat down to rest in the shade of a tree.
Pei Xueyan took out a handkerchief from her bosom to wipe her sweat. Seeing that Jiang Qiye's forehead was dripping sweat down his jawline, she leaned over to wipe it for him.
As soon as she raised her hand, Jiang Qiye instinctively turned her head to the side, then turned back to her, obediently letting her wipe it.
Pei Xueyan smiled as she wiped him: "Husband, I know, you've never been in contact with women before, so you've always been afraid, right?"
Jiang Qiye turned his face away, pretending to look at the wheat in the distance: "The sickle is sharpened. We'll try to finish harvesting within three days and then go harvest Dad's wheat field."
He handed her the kettle, and Pei Xueyan took a sip before realizing the water was lukewarm.
She deliberately asked, "Husband, why isn't this water cold? Did you warm it up in the sun on purpose?"
"Hmm," Jiang Qiye replied casually.
The two chatted idly in the breeze of the fields, discussing what they would cook for lunch.
Then I saw elderly men and women from the village carrying farm tools walking along the ridges of the fields.
"You've found a good new bride; she even helps you build the shed in the fields!"
"Look at this young couple, sitting together talking, they're doing even better than our crops!"
Jiang Qiye felt a little uncomfortable, but Pei Xueyan responded generously.
Wheat does indeed ripen in just a few days.
The weather is hot, and the wheat was still green when we got married, but now it is a dazzling golden expanse.
The two set up a makeshift shelter by the field and ate some pickled vegetables, radishes, and steamed buns with water to fill their stomachs.
Jiang Qiye was sharpening the sickle with great practiced ease, and the skin on his face and exposed arms was already showing a wheatish hue.
Unlike his former air of a noble young master, he now possesses the rugged appearance of a farmer, exuding an indescribable charm.
Pei Xueyan still prefers her current husband, not the distant Third Uncle, nor the unattainable Young Master Jiang, but the man in front of her who will accompany her to the fields.
Prepare the farm tools and put everything away under the shed.
The couple then went home.
The farmland wasn't far from their home, and during the busy farming season, the road was always bustling with villagers working.
Every household greeted the couple upon seeing them.
Jiang Qiye mostly nodded slightly in acknowledgment, while Pei Xueyan smiled broadly, her joy impossible to hide.
You can tell she's really happy.
By noon, it only takes a few steps to be drenched in sweat.
Seeing that her face was flushed, Jiang Qiye told her to go back to her room and lie down on the mat to rest for a while.
She then prepared to cook.
Make the dough.
He certainly didn't have the skills, but when it came to magic, that was easy enough.
I didn't originally want her to sleep in the field, so I would secretly lend a hand with magic while we worked, so she could experience life without getting really tired.
It's clear that Pei Xueyan isn't picky about food; no matter how it's prepared, she eats it with gusto.
Having grown accustomed to hardship in the past, they are now content with just a hot meal.
Cold noodles are delicious, but I always feel like something's missing.
He thought for a moment and decided that it would be better to serve it with some cold meat salad.
It's more than ten miles to the town. In this heat, only a fool would walk there to buy it.
Jiang Qiye vanished in a flash, and when he returned, he was holding a piece of cold meat wrapped in cardboard.
He also secretly channeled some spiritual energy into the room to dispel the summer heat, making it exceptionally refreshing.
When Pei Xueyan got up and saw the food on the table, she couldn't help but praise, "My dear husband, you treat me so well, it's like living in paradise."
Jiang Qiye set out the bowls and chopsticks, then sat down gently. "It's nothing."
"Isn't that all? Husband, you're so rich." Pei Xueyan moved a small stool next to him, shook his arm, and softened her voice: "Then how about we don't sleep in the fields tonight? I'm just a young woman, a new bride, and I'm feeling very anxious being home alone."
Jiang Qiye picked up a piece of food, looked up at her, and said in a gentle tone, "There are many birds in the fields at this time of year, and badgers will come and ruin the crops. Occasionally, people will take advantage of the busy farming season to do some petty theft. Someone has to keep an eye on the fields."
He paused, then added, "If you're afraid, I'll add a few chains to the gate. Don't turn off the lights at night; I can see the lights from inside the hermitage. Don't worry, nothing will happen."
"oops!"
She picked up the bowl, unsure of what to say. She felt too shy to speak, so she could only sigh.
She lowered her head, took a bite of rice, and asked in a softer voice, "So... you're sleeping at home tonight, right?"
"Oh... um?"
Pei Xueyan looked up at him and said, "What are you looking at? I want to consummate our marriage."
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