Chapter 31 Why Didn't She Kiss Me When We Returned Home?
“…Okay.” Jiang Zhiyao agreed.
While drying her hair, Jiang Zhiyao tried her best to avoid looking at Yan Zhenxi, focusing instead on the towel.
He must be dressed like that because he's hot, Jiang Zhiyao thought, and she couldn't take advantage of him.
Moreover, Jiang Zhiyao felt that sometimes when she saw Yan Zhenxi's veil after kissing him, she would feel a strange sense of guilt, as if she were desecrating him. At the same time, she also felt a secret excitement and pleasure.
"She's so mean," Jiang Zhiyao bit her lower lip, composed herself, and stopped thinking about it.
Yan Zhenxi could sense that Jiang Zhiyao was diligently drying her hair, as if she had no other thoughts on it.
Didn't I kiss him yesterday? Why am I so indifferent today?
Feeling increasingly uneasy, he turned around to face Jiang Zhiyao.
"Huh?" A strand of hair slipped from Jiang Zhiyao's hand, leaving a damp feeling on her hand from the cool ends. She whispered a reminder, "Your hair isn't dry yet."
"I'm not drying my hair." Jiang Zhiyao was unaware that Yan Zhenxi's gaze, hidden behind his veil, was fixed on her.
Jiang Zhiyao was completely enveloped by him, surrounded by his pleasant scent after his bath, and she felt a little dizzy.
It wasn't until a while later that I came to my senses a little more, and I was a little confused. Why wasn't he talking or making any movements?
Yan Zhenxi looked down at Jiang Zhiyao, but after waiting for a long time without any response, he felt not only uneasy but also had some indescribable emotions.
Why won't she kiss me?
It was too quiet. Jiang Zhiyao couldn't help but want to look up at Yan Zhenxi, but she only glanced at him once.
But she never looked away from that glance. Yan Zhenxi's already loosely fastened veil fell down completely and draped around her neck.
Jiang Zhiyao's gaze met Yan Zhenxi's eyes.
She couldn't help but tilt her head back and kiss him.
In the last second before her consciousness faded, Jiang Zhiyao wondered, "So this is what the eyes of a blind person look like?" Staring straight ahead, but Jiang Zhiyao was somewhat puzzled.
Why did she still sense a hint of grievance?
As soon as Jiang Zhiyao kissed him, Yan Zhenxi's previous feigned reserve vanished completely. He held Jiang Zhiyao tightly and kissed her without restraint.
As if he wanted to devour her whole, Yan Zhenxi slowed down again just as Jiang Zhiyao was about to bite him to make him stop, after all the air in her mouth had disappeared.
He kissed her gently, sucking on her tongue, and Jiang Zhiyao comfortably forgot her original intention to stop him.
Afterwards, Yan Zhenxi's loose clothes had completely fallen apart, and Jiang Zhiyao's cheeks were directly pressed against his chest without any clothing.
"Ah Yao." The warmth in Yan Zhenxi's words, along with the burning heat of his chest, scalded Jiang Zhiyao.
Yan Zhenxi hugged Jiang Zhiyao and laid her down on the bed, his lips moving down to her neck.
Jiang Zhiyao didn't stop her; she was still a little dazed from lack of oxygen.
After she regained some of her senses, she looked at the scene before her and couldn't help but wonder if she was dreaming.
The usually gentle young nobleman seemed a little anxious as he bit his collar with his teeth. Since it was summer and he was in his room at night, it wasn't actually tied very tightly.
He lifted it very easily.
Feeling herself being sucked, Jiang Zhiyao couldn't help but make some sounds.
"Ah Yao." Yan Zhenxi raised his head, his voice never sounded so hoarse, and then kissed Jiang Zhiyao again.
"Mmm." A sound escaped uncontrollably from Jiang Zhiyao's lips as she was kissed.
As soon as he touched that spot, he noticed it was a little damp, and Yan Zhenxi couldn't help but chuckle softly.
In fact, Yan Zhenxi had thought about this matter as early as after his first kiss with Jiang Zhiyao. He wanted to give Jiang Zhiyao a good experience, but he didn't know much about that matter. At most, he had only dreamed about Jiang Zhiyao a few times.
But Yan Zhenxi has always been a studious person, so he found some books to study carefully. Now Yan Zhenxi feels that he knows a lot, but in the end it is just theoretical knowledge. As for practice, Yan Zhenxi feels that he still has to take it slowly and step by step, and not try to do it all at once.
Yan Zhenxi's fingers have some thin calluses from holding a pen for many years.
Jiang Zhiyao couldn't stand it any longer and couldn't help but bite the tip of his tongue.
Yan Zhenxi released her lips, his breath brushing against Jiang Zhiyao's ear. Yan Zhenxi's deep voice, tinged with amusement, rang out: "Why is Ayao so soft all over?"
Her already flushed cheeks grew even hotter, and Jiang Zhiyao glared at Yan Zhenxi: "N-Don't say that."
Another tear welled up in Jiang Zhiyao's eyes.
The chirping sound continued, and after an unknown amount of time, Jiang Zhiyao calmed down, feeling lightheaded as if she were floating on clouds.
Before she could catch her breath, Yan Zhenxi's somewhat hoarse voice rang in her ears: "Ayao, please help me too, okay?"
In a daze, Jiang Zhiyao blinked her moist eyes: "...How can I help?"
Yan Zhenxi didn't speak, but took her hand: "My dear Yao..."
Before completely losing consciousness, Jiang Zhiyao thought with a rare hint of annoyance, "Why does he always have to ask me if I'm okay? There's no need to ask now."
Otherwise, what if she can't help but think of this incident the next time she hears it?
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When Jiang Zhiyao woke up the next day, the sun was already high in the sky.
When Jiang Zhiyao sat up in bed, she felt a little dazed. She felt very refreshed, and Yan Zhenxi must have helped clean her up last night. Thinking of this, Jiang Zhiyao's face couldn't help but feel hot.
Yan Zhenxi, who had been drinking tea, sat down by the bed when he saw Jiang Zhiyao wake up: "Ayao, are you up?"
Seeing that Jiang Zhiyao didn't speak for a moment, Yan Zhenxi chuckled and asked, "Ayao, were you comfortable last night?"
Yan Zhenxi came to inquire about his learning progress.
Jiang Zhiyao blushed and couldn't help but slap him. Although it was normal between husband and wife, and she knew about it before she got married, how could he ask such a question during the day?
But she still answered truthfully: "...Comfortable."
Because it is indeed very good.
Yan Zhenxi laughed, and then got hit by Jiang Zhiyao again.
After the meal, Yan Zhenxi asked, "Where would Ayao like to go this afternoon?"
Jiang Zhiyao thought for a while and said, "Let's go fishing instead. I'm craving fish for dinner."
"Ayao," Yan Zhenxi suddenly called out to her, "Do you think... I'm a nuisance?"
"Why do you say that?" Jiang Zhiyao asked, somewhat surprised.
"Because I can't accompany you to do many things." Yan Zhenxi lowered her eyes, "I can't go fruit picking with you, I can't admire flowers with you..."
"No, it won't happen." Jiang Zhiyao spoke gently before Yan Zhenxi could finish.
"You brought me to this resort, and you can accompany me on a boat trip, fishing trip, garden tour, and do many other things with me."
Jiang Zhiyao walked over and took Yan Zhenxi's hand: "Why would you think that way?"
"I will never find you a nuisance, we are husband and wife."
Jiang Zhiyao took the initiative to kiss Yan Zhenxi's lips.
Soothed by the kiss, Yan Zhenxi said softly, "Then let's go fishing this afternoon."
During the next few days at the resort, Jiang Zhiyao and Yan Zhenxi spent their time reading, taking boat trips, strolling through the gardens, and fishing. Time passed quickly.
It was time to return home.
"Does Ayao want to come again next year?" Yan Zhenxi asked, looking at Jiang Zhiyao who seemed a little reluctant to leave.
"Yes." Jiang Zhiyao nodded.
"Then let's come again next time." Yan Zhenxi thought that next time he could accompany Jiang Zhiyao to pick fruit, watch the fat koi with her, and do other things with her.
After returning to the manor, Jiang Zhiyao was busy handling the affairs of the manor. It was only a few days later that she had time to meet with Ji Wanqing and the others.
"Is that resort fun?" Cheng Mingzhu asked excitedly as soon as they met.
They knew about Qingcheng, but had never been there because it was quite far away, and they didn't know what the experience would be like.
"It's fun." Jiang Zhiyao nodded repeatedly. "It would be even more fun if you guys were here too."
"Great!" Cheng Mingzhu said with a smile. "Let's go together next year."
Ji Wanqing nodded, then asked, "I heard that Young Master Xuan came to propose marriage?"
Cheng Mingzhu, unusually embarrassed, replied, "Mm."
"Wow!" Jiang Zhiyao said with a smile, "I knew it! Luckily, I'm almost finished with the round fan."
“There’s no need to rush,” Cheng Mingzhu said. “I’m not getting married until next spring, and my parents want me to stay home a little longer.”
"Do you think we can still go out together often after we get married?" Cheng Mingzhu suddenly felt a little melancholy. "Ji Wanqing will soon be the Third Prince's consort, so she definitely won't have time in the future. Besides, I feel like there will be a lot of things to do after we get married."
For example, Jiang Zhiyao sometimes needs to handle some affairs at the mansion.
"What nonsense are you thinking?" Ji Wanqing found it both funny and exasperating. "It's just a wedding, not a marriage of convenience. How could you not have time to come out? You can just arrange it in advance."
Jiang Zhiyao always agreed with Ji Wanqing's words. She nodded and comforted her, "And on the bright side, we'll have two more places to go together then."
Cheng Mingzhu was not a sentimental person to begin with, and after hearing this, she quickly stopped thinking about it and said with a smile, "That's true. Anyway, if you don't come out by then, I'll tie you both up and bring you out."
"By the way, Yao Yao, what did you do at that resort?" Cheng Mingzhu asked with great interest.
After Jiang Zhiyao finished recounting what she had done those days, Cheng Mingzhu immediately said, "I want to go fishing too."
Ji Wanqing thought for a moment and said, "How about we go today? We can't go to the mountain villa, but we can still go fishing."
The proposal received unanimous approval.
After returning home and having lunch, everyone went out without taking a nap.
After finding a spot and getting their fishing gear ready, Jiang Zhiyao and her friends quickly started fishing. After asking Nanzhi and learning that she also wanted to try it, Jiang Zhiyao prepared two sets of fishing gear. By the end of the afternoon, Nanzhi had caught the most fish.
Hearing Jiang Zhiyao's praise, Nan Zhi was very happy and said with a smile, "I can also spear fish!"
"Wow!" came the exclamations of others.
The others also had a good catch. Cheng Mingzhu looked at a beautiful little fish and said, "I never knew fishing was so much fun. I'm going to take this fish home and raise it!"
Besides taking one or two fish back to their homes to deliver to the kitchen, they sent the rest of the fish to the Salesian Hall.
Knowing what Jiang Zhiyao had been doing that afternoon, Yan Zhenxi casually remarked during dinner, "The fish is exceptionally delicious today."
Jiang Zhiyao laughed: "I caught it this afternoon."
"No wonder," Yan Zhenxi said with a smile, "So it was caught by A Yao. It's delicious."
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