Young Marquis Gu had once vowed that he was willing to marry Yu Jiao, but the Annan Marquisate did not have any relatives by marriage, and Young Marquis Gu had never been arranged to marry when he was young.
Lu Jin worked for the Imperial Guard. If the two families really had lost a girl, they should have been able to find out the news even if it was several years ago.
The Liu family's side branch has been dwindling in number, and had a feud with Liu Ci Fu's direct branch in their early years. In recent years, they have been staying in their hometown of Youyang, Jiangzhou, and have had little contact with the Liu family in the capital. Logically speaking, even if the side branch had lost relatives, the second son of the Grand Secretary of Jianji Palace would not come to a small place like Changkui in person to look for his relatives.
Although Liu Ziqi and Gu Yun verified that Yu Jiao was not the person they were looking for when they went to see the maid last time, Yu Qizhe still felt uneasy about Liu Sanniang's attitude towards Yu Jiao.
Shengjing is full of powerful families and nobles. If Yu Jiao is accidentally involved in it, Yu Qizhe will not be able to protect her. The power-hungry and treacherous circumstances are the sharpest blades in the world, and they can harm people without bloodshed.
Yu Jiao didn't know the heavy thoughts in Yu Qizhe's heart, so she chuckled and said, "Why are you being so annoying?"
Her voice was full of anger, and her voice was gentle and charming.
Yu Qizhe lowered his eyes, and tenderness gradually appeared in his eyes, and the mist in his eyes disappeared.
She is calm, tough in her dealings, and rarely reveals her true feelings. As she gets along with him, her feminine side gradually becomes apparent. Yu Qizhe hopes that when he is around, she can show weakness and be soft and gentle, knowing that there is someone to rely on and she doesn't have to deal with everything on her own.
If the women in this world were not pampered and loved by no one, who would be willing to show themselves as strong and fierce?
Her father died early, and she was disliked by her mother and was not loved. He wanted to make up for the love and affection she had missed.
Yu Jiao was a little confused by the overly strong love in Yu Qizhe's peach blossom eyes, and her blushing little face became even more radiant under the reflection of the fire.
Her skin is as white as pearls and jade, her complexion is faint and flowing, and her lips are as bright as cherries, which makes people want to pick them.
Yu Jiao's eyes widened slightly, and she pushed Yu Qizhe's cheek with her hand, "Stop looking at me."
Yu Qizhe's smile deepened. He raised his hand and placed it on the back of Yu Jiao's hand, taking her hand off his cheek. "If I don't look at you, who should I look at?"
"Your eyes are on you, you can look at whoever you want." Yu Jiao replied casually.
Yu Qizhe smiled softly, stretched out his white wrist, held Yu Jiao's palm, kneaded the fleshy dimples on her knuckles, and said softly, "I just love to look at you."
Yu Jiao's ears felt warm. This old-fashioned boy was becoming more and more obedient.
Yu Qizhe moved closer to her and whispered in her ear, "I can never get enough of looking at you, will you show me?"
The hot air splashed into Yu Jiao's earlobes, making her ears itchy. Yu Qizhe half leaned on her. The man's warm body temperature and his scent penetrated every pore. Yu Jiao suddenly thought of the water droplet that hung on Yu Qizhe's handsome face when he was washing his face in the early morning. It was crystal clear, clean and cold, but it was sparkling with a scorching light, which was very attractive.
Just like Yu Qizhe's entire personality, cold and charming.
She uses an ascetic face that keeps strangers away, but when she teases people, her beauty is so unparalleled that it can easily stir up ripples in people's hearts.
"Jiaojiao." Yu Qizhe called in a low and lingering voice.
His chest trembled slightly as he spoke, passing through Yu Jiao's arms and causing her heart to throb.
Yu Jiao couldn't help wanting to move back a little, but as soon as she moved, Yu Qizhe grabbed her hand and gently pulled her forward.
The sudden force made Yu Jiao lean forward unexpectedly and fall into Yu Qizhe's arms. She raised her head and was about to make a sound, but she saw a jade-white color in front of her.
Yu Qizhe lowered his head and covered her lips.
Her sweetness is just as fresh as before, like a sweet dew after rain, reminding people of clear springs in mountain streams, morning dew, and the first snow on the petals of winter plum branches, making people linger and feel sweet to the heart.
Yu Qizhe's breath was warm and alluring, interweaving with Yu Jiao's breaths, tangling into a dense net that enveloped Yu Jiao entirely, leaving her unable to escape. It controlled her body and mind, devouring all her senses and touch.
Remembering that this was the kitchen and someone might come in at any time, Yu Jiao's heart was beating like a drum. However, Yu Qizhe aroused layers of throbbing in her heart. The itching in her heart spread to her whole body. Yu Jiao felt her whole body becoming weaker and her head a little dizzy.
She snuggled in Yu Qizhe's arms, like a fish out of water, uncontrollably indulging in the tenderness of their lips and teeth.
Outside the kitchen, Wang Mengyan, who was holding Platycodon in her arms and wanted to get some more hot water because there was not enough hot water in the room, saw the silhouette cast on the wall before she entered the room. She stopped in her tracks, subconsciously covered the eyes of the little Platycodon in her arms, and then quickly turned around.
Little Platycodon's eyes were blocked, and it made an unhappy "yay" sound. Wang Mengyan panicked, fearing that Yu Jiao and Fifth Brother would be embarrassed, so she quickly picked up Little Platycodon and walked back to the room.
When Yu Jiao heard the sound, her consciousness instantly became much clearer. She opened her eyes and pushed Yu Qizhe's chest with her hand.
Yu Qizhe let her go, and pressed his hand against Yu Jiao's forehead. He said with a hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid, it's my sister-in-law."
Yu Jiao glared at him with a blushing face, then looked outside the kitchen, but she could no longer see Wang Mengyan.
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