[one]
Jiang Si is waiting for Zheng Weiqi to come.
She invested money in the reconstruction of Galan, and at the end of the year, she should come to collect her share of the dividends.
The last time they were in Luan City, everyone from the Xuanxu Sword Sect witnessed him making a fool of himself. Jiang Si was so angry that he had a heart attack. He went home and lay in bed depressed for three days and three nights.
Thinking of that untouchable memory, a hint of cruelty and coldness suddenly flashed in the man's dark phoenix eyes.
He would definitely show his best in this meeting to let Zheng Weiqi see what the courage of the Young City Lord of Galan is!
Galan City was surrounded by bamboo trees, and the dense forests blocked out the sunlight, making it unsuitable for flying with a sword. Therefore, when Zheng Weiqi arrived, she rented a carriage in a nearby town.
This is really not like her habit. According to Jiang Si's understanding of Zheng Weiqi, she should prefer walking.
Galan is located in a low-lying area, connected to the jungle by a long staircase. The carriage could not go down the staircase and could only stop at a distance.
Jiang Si looked from afar and first saw Zheng Weiqi jump off the carriage. Her movements were light and graceful, with the coolness and ease that only a sword cultivator could have. After landing, she raised her chin and looked back.
She might have said something, but Jiang Si couldn't hear it clearly. He just saw the door curtain of the carriage move slightly, and a short, unknown species covered with snow-white fur jumped out from it.
Bigger than a cat, fatter than a snow leopard. Although he couldn't see it clearly, he knew it clearly in his heart. He smiled and said, "Oh, you brought a dog with you to see me? Woman, you don't have to show your love. I'm not interested in animals."
——But then again, does Zheng Weiqi like dogs? Then maybe he could consider giving her a few… What kind should he choose so that it would appear low-key and luxurious without losing connotation?
Zheng Weiqi said nothing, staring at him in horror.
The dog didn't make a sound either, just staring at him motionlessly.
In the extremely awkward silence, Jiang Si saw it getting bigger and bigger, getting taller and taller, and finally it slowly and straightened up -
It turned out that it was not a dog, but a man with gray hair and wearing a white mink coat, who was bending over and coming out of the carriage!
No wonder she took a carriage today, it turned out to be because she had an old man with her. Jiang Si was panicked, completely panicked, for behaving so unbecomingly in front of Zheng Weiqi's grandfather.
Jiang Si threw away the remaining domineering aura behind him and said hastily, "It turns out to be Grandpa Zheng. This is too far away. My eyesight is not good. I am so disrespectful!"
The white-haired old man still didn't speak.
Even Zheng Weiqi, who was usually the most heartless, couldn't help but speak with pity at this moment and explained seriously: "This is not my grandfather."
Jiang Si: “…”
Jiang Si suddenly realized: "I'm sorry, grandma!"
Qiu Baishuang was furious and said, "Cousin, kill him for me!"
*
As the newly appointed Lord of Luancheng, Qiu Baishuang went angrily to discuss the cooperation between the two cities with Jiang Si's father.
Zheng Weiqi laughed until her stomach hurt. As she strolled around the city with him, she asked with great delight, "What's wrong with you, Jiang Si? Other people's white hair is so beautiful, but why does it look like a grandma's, a grandpa's, or a big dog's hair on yours?"
Jiang Si responded with a cold laugh.
Jiang Si: "You and your cousin have a good relationship?"
Zheng Weiqi swallowed a candied haws and squinted at him: "Hey, what's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
"Don't try to provoke me."
Jiang Si laughed dryly twice: "Why wouldn't I be happy! I'm very happy, I can still laugh, hahaha!"
"But, speaking of my cousin."
Zheng Weiqi stared at him with a half-smile, then suddenly lowered the curve of her lips, and a hint of melancholy gradually appeared in her words: "It's really unforgettable. My family was poor when I was a child, and I couldn't afford to eat. The occasional steamed bun I could get was snatched away by my cousin."
Jiang Si had never heard of such a thing before. He was immediately filled with righteous indignation and frowned angrily: "That bastard! You are still associating with him, watch me throw Qiu Baishuang out of Galan!"
Zheng Weiqi narrowed her eyes and continued slowly: "——He always snatched my steamed buns and handed me a bowl of hot rice, saying that girls can't eat too little. He would raise me even if he starved himself."
Jiang Si shuddered violently, and tried to save the situation tremblingly: "Throw him out of Jialan, and then invite him to the best restaurant in the cultivation world for a good meal. From now on, Qiu Baishuang will be my half-brother."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Weiqi's face suddenly changed: "I didn't expect that the meal was drugged. After I ate it, I woke up and found that I was sold to a coal mine as a child laborer!"
Jiang Si's eyes turned red, and he turned into an angry beast: "Qiu Baishuang will never think that I had already put poison in his meal! Ugh——!"
He spoke sincerely, having given up his reserve and panting. Zheng Weiqi finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "I'm just kidding. I was born in a family of cultivators. I've never suffered since I was a child. My cousin is also a very good person and has never bullied me."
She really likes teasing Jiang Si.
He looks serious and imposing, but actually he is not very smart and is always fooled by her words, which is really funny.
She originally thought that Jiang Si would be angry and embarrassed as usual.
——In fact, it doesn’t matter if he is angry, a candied haws can calm him down.
After a strange silence, Jiang Si just sighed softly.
His eye sockets were deep, and his eyelashes cast a thin shadow in his pupils. He looked at her with a hint of helplessness, and his tone was filled with a hint of joy at having survived a disaster: "That's good... You scared me to death."
In front of her, Jiang Si was rarely so serious.
Zheng Weiqi suddenly couldn't laugh anymore and felt her ears getting a little hot.
"Hello."
Zheng Weiqi took out the candy she had prepared to comfort him and stuffed it into his hand without saying anything: "This is for you."
Jiang Si hummed proudly and stuffed the candy into his mouth without hesitation: "Women, you pretend to be so indifferent, but your body is very honest."
"oh?"
Zheng Weiqi folded her arms, raised her head and looked at him calmly: "Tell me, how can I be honest with my body?"
What "how to be honest"?
When she heard such words, shouldn’t her cheeks be flushed and her eyes be filled with tears? Who would ask back? What's wrong with this woman's brain?
Jiang Si was not willing to be dominated by her, so he stiffened his neck and replied, "You buy me candies, you treat me well, but you are cold to others. Doesn't that mean you are in love with me?"
As soon as he said this, he was confused.
It is one thing to habitually say the bossy quotes, but it is another thing to analyze them seriously while facing her.
Does Zheng Weiqi mean she has "fallen in love with him"? What about him? The two of them——
"Hey, what's wrong? You're blushing."
Zheng Weiqi successfully turned the tables, sneered, and shook her head repeatedly: "Young City Lord Jiang Si, you pretend to be so indifferent, but your body is very honest."
--hateful! This woman is playing tricks on him again!
[two]
The first snow in Wanjian Sect this year came later than in previous years.
Xu Ye looked up at the falling snowflakes in the sky, unable to suppress the bitterness in his heart, and lay on the table and sighed deeply.
The exchange conference between the Wanjian Sect and the Xuanxu Sword Sect had ended several days ago, but his tragic nightmare had not stopped.
When Elder Jiang Xing said the words "fry the human heads" in front of everyone, the heart was broken, love was shattered, Xu Ye's soul was gone, and all the sounds in the world were quiet.
"There's a trick on the recipe."
At that time, Elder Jinghe's eyesight gradually became sharper. He focused his spiritual sense on the knife marks on the wooden board and easily identified the magic that was carefully hidden.
She was stunned as she spoke, and frowned slightly in confusion: "This spiritual power... actually belongs to Qinghan?"
Xu Ye’s cultivation was not high enough and he had not mastered the art of deception very well, so he asked Su Qinghan to do the tampering with the recipe.
As a man who stands tall and proud, how could he let his senior sister take the blame for him!
This thought surged into his mind, squeezing out all other timid and fearful thoughts. Without thinking too much, Xu Ye took a step forward and shouted in a fearless tone: "This matter has nothing to do with Senior Sister Su. She knows nothing. It was all my fault!"
In the end, he and Senior Sister Su were invited by the Master to have tea.
Like most of the elders in the Wanjian Sect, their master was old-fashioned in temperament and was an orthodox swordsman who was meticulous in everything.
This time Xu Ye's little prank affected innocent people. Although Wen Hemian smiled and said he didn't care, their master was still very angry. After a criticism and education, he made the two of them be punished in the Criminal Court for half a month.
Until now, Xu Ye still remembers what his master said at that time, such as "you don't know how to respect teachers and elders" and "as a senior sister you don't set a good example and allow your junior brother to act recklessly."
Every time he heard a word, he felt as if a hammer was hitting his eardrums. He felt bitter and astringent in his heart, and felt extremely wronged for Senior Sister Su.
However, Su Qinghan himself didn't seem to care about it. He listened indifferently and responded indifferently. He was serious from beginning to end and his expression didn't change much.
When I went to the criminal court with him to do hard labor, he was also cold and indifferent.
"What should I do?"
Xu Ye banged his forehead against the wooden table. He looked like a shrunken dead fish. He was exhausted both physically and mentally. Even his voice was weak and depressed. "Will Senior Sister Su hate me?"
Senior Brother Xie from the same school shook his head and sighed: "Did you apologize to her?"
"Of course."
Xu Ye raised his head from his arms: "She just simply replied 'It's okay' - but being implicated for no reason, anyone would be angry, right?"
"You don't understand this. Su Qinghan is not an ordinary person. As long as she has a sword, she won't care about anything else."
Senior Brother Wang, who has been surrounded by many women for many years, chuckled: "Besides, isn't she usually very nice to you? She will definitely not be angry about this kind of thing."
Xu Ye was stunned for a moment, and slowly digested this passage with difficulty. Two words in it made his ears burn: "Biased, partial?"
"You didn't notice it, did you?"
Senior Brother Xie tapped the table with his knuckles, a smile spreading across his lips: "Besides you, for whom has Junior Sister Su ever bought sweets specially? And was she willing to give up her sword practice time to accompany him to play down the mountain?"
"I still remember that one time when I went down the mountain to kill a demon, Xu Ye disappeared for no apparent reason."
Senior Brother Wang stroked his chin and looked at him with a sigh: "It was already late at night and the monsters were leaving their caves. It was not suitable to go into the mountains, but Senior Sister Su refused to listen and insisted on going deep into the forest to look for you. As a result, you, the boy, actually fell into the trap set by the hunter by accident."
Xu Ye blinked blankly.
That day he fell into a large hole dug by man, and when he woke up in a daze, he had returned to the inn.
Senior Sister Su was standing by his side. Seeing this, she just sighed and said lightly, "Stop running around."
"But, when it comes to being sent to the court for questioning, just an apology is definitely not enough."
Senior Brother Wang was quite experienced in this area and took a sip of water to moisten his throat. He asked, “Have you come up with any substantial response?”
Xu Ye nodded desperately: "I gave her a gift!"
Seeing that both of his brothers were curious, Xu Ye added obediently: "That... there is a little Cuiyun Su Buyao, an eight-treasure flowing cloud hairpin, a white jade bracelet..."
“Stop, stop, stop!”
Senior Brother Wang almost spit out a mouthful of water: "You just gave her these things? Just like Junior Sister Su, do you think she will use them?"
Xu Ye looked at him blankly.
"Think about it, Junior Sister Su always wears white clothes, and she only wears a headband on her head. When has she ever used those fancy things?"
Senior Brother Xie continued, "In my opinion, she is more of a sword fanatic than a woman. If you want to make Junior Sister Su happy, you might as well give her some magical instruments to cultivate her sword."
"But……"
Xu Ye wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them all back into his throat. After a long while, he said gloomily: "Then what should I do to restore my image in her heart?"
"If you want Junior Sister Su to pay attention to you, the first thing you need to do is to improve your swordsmanship by leaps and bounds and reach a level far beyond hers."
Senior Brother Wang pouted and shook his head when he got to this point, then continued, "As for the second method... do you still remember that Junior Sister Su really liked the big dog that Elder Qingyun raised?"
*
Senior Brother Wang’s method is very simple.
Su Qinghan doesn't have much interest on weekdays, except practicing sword and occasionally playing with Elder Qingyun's dog.
"Since Junior Sister Su likes animals, she will definitely be attracted to people who are equally caring. Now it's time for you to show your love!"
His original words were: "First, you go build a good relationship with the dog, and then take it for a stroll in the mountains. Meanwhile, your Senior Brother Xie and I will find an excuse to lead Junior Sister Su to that place - hehe, as long as she looks up, she will see you and the dog having fun together, which will definitely make her heart flutter."
It sounds like an absolutely foolproof method, you are worthy of being Brother Wang!
Xu Ye and Su Qinghan had been doing hard labor in the criminal trial hall for less than half a month. Most of their time every day was taken away from them, and they were only free at night.
Xu Ye was full of confidence. He spent three nights getting to know the dog. On the evening of the fourth day, he was finally able to take it out for a walk.
"Just look at ours!"
Senior Brother Xie smiled with determination: "I promise to bring Junior Sister Su to you!"
So Xu Ye began to walk the dog with great anticipation.
The Wanjian Sect, like the Xuanxu Sword Sect, was built between high mountains and steep cliffs, so there were many ups and downs, and walking there was very tiring.
Xu Ye had been exhausted after a long day in the criminal trial hall and no longer had much energy left. However, whenever he thought of Senior Sister Su and saw the lively dog in front of him, he felt full of motivation.
After a cup of tea.
Xu Ye was beaming with joy. As he chased the dog in front of him, he smiled like a happy fairy: "Don't run, haha, wait for me!"
After a stick of incense.
Xu Ye vaguely sensed that something was wrong. Why had Senior Sister Su not come until now?
Half an hour later.
Xu Ye was so tired that he rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue. He dragged his exhausted body forward and shouted at the dog breathlessly: "Stop... stop running. I can't keep up. I can't keep up..."
Two hours later.
Xu Ye finally stopped.
In front of him was a dog who was also rolling his eyes and sticking out his tongue, and was so tired that he was twitching and collapsed to the ground.
He took the dog for a walk and beat him up.
It’s snowing heavily tonight, but Senior Sister Su still hasn’t come.
Xu Yi looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, speechless and choking. At this moment, an extremely serious problem troubled him - what should he do to bring back this half-man-tall dog?
*
The snow was so heavy today that Senior Brother Xie and Senior Brother Wang sneezed countless times while waiting for Su Qinghan to comprehend the sword.
Comprehending the sword intent is an extremely important hurdle for sword practitioners, and the most important thing to avoid during this process is being distracted. Although they were both extremely anxious, they could only sit aside and wait for her due to the rules.
It took more than an hour for Su Qinghan to sheath his sword.
She looked cold to everyone, her voice as clear as snow: "What's the matter?"
The two said in unison: "I want to go to Cuizhu Peak to duel with you!"
Cuizhu Peak is the mountain where Xu Ye walked his dog.
Su Qinghan rarely refused a competition, so he agreed without much thought and followed the two to their destination.
The roads on this mountain are rugged and varied, and the rocks are rugged and bizarre. The scenery is particularly quiet and romantic in winter, which is perfect for cultivating feelings.
Wang and Xie looked around, trying to find Xu Ye's shadow, but unexpectedly, it was Su Qinghan who was the first to be startled. He said in a deep voice: "I seem to...see Junior Brother Xu."
She paused, then added, "And a dog."
"Where where?"
Senior Brother Wang was delighted. Not seeing Xu Ye, he responded reflexively, "Xu Ye often plays with Elder Qing Yun's dog. They are very close!"
Su Qinghan's tone was a little hesitant: "He...does this often?"
"Of course, exercise—"
The moment these words were spoken, the two of them followed Su Qinghan's gaze and saw a familiar figure in a dim corner hidden by the jungle.
The excited words were all stuck in my throat.
Xu Ye was walking forward with his head down and a ferocious look on his face, and he didn't notice them.
Above his head, there was a dog.
If it was a small dog, it would be acceptable, but it was a giant dog that was more than half a person's height. It looked very strange to have it on his head.
The man and the dog both had haggard faces, rolled their eyes and stuck out their tongues.
The dog's eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment, his limbs curled up pitifully, and there were tears in his eyes. If you look closely, you can see that it is foaming at the mouth and wailing sadly from time to time.
As for Xu Ye.
Snowflakes were fluttering and the north wind was howling. The heavy snow had whitened his hair, and coupled with his hunched back, trembling legs and wrinkled facial features, at that moment, Xu Ye seemed to have aged ten thousand years, like an old man who was unable to straighten his back due to the pressure of life.
Senior Brother Wang and Senior Brother Xie pretended to look around at the scenery.
Su Qinghan: "Junior Brother Xu, he often carries a dog... and runs with a heavy load?"
Perhaps he heard the noise, Xu Ye raised his head with a ferocious face and met Su Qinghan's hesitant gaze.
Asking what love is in this world makes people feel sad and want to vomit.
Senior Brother Wang burst into a cry of surprise: "Help! Junior Brother Xu has fainted!"
*
All in all, the plan that was claimed to be foolproof was completely ruined.
A legend began to spread in the Wanjian Sect, saying that a certain junior brother named Xu was so crazy that he loved to carry Elder Qingyun's big dog and run around the mountains. The dog was frightened to the point of foaming at the mouth, but he still ran around with his tongue wagging, like a savage.
Rumors, all rumors!
Xu Ye took a breath of cold air with grievance, and felt that even his lungs were frozen with ice, which was painful and astringent.
At this moment, he and Senior Sister Su were sitting together in the meditation room of the Criminal Court, copying sword scriptures. They had not spoken to each other for a long time.
She would definitely think he was an idiot when she saw that scene.
While Xu Ye was daydreaming, he shifted his gaze away from the scriptures and secretly glanced at Su Qinghan.
The two of them sat facing each other at opposite ends of a wooden table, with a pot of lush spiritual plants placed in the middle of the table. Although it was winter, the spiritual plant was still lush and green, with its branches and leaves spreading out in all directions, just blocking his view.
It’s so annoying and frustrating that even Ye Zi bullies him.
Senior Sister Su was concentrating on copying and would not look up at him. Xu Ye was very nervous. He quietly stretched out his evil right hand, pinched one of the leaves, and pulled it hard.
When the leaves fell, a tiny gap was left. From his angle, he could just see Su Qinghan's eyes.
In fact, Senior Sister Su is very beautiful.
Xu Ye thought quietly that there must be another reason why she didn't like to dress up.
He knew Su Qinghan's past experience. He was born into a family of sword cultivators. All his relatives died in the war between immortals and demons, and he was adopted by their master at an early age.
She was not good at socializing and was only interested in the question. However, when she was strolling in Luancheng, she would stop briefly in front of the jewelry stalls on the street, like all ordinary girls.
Growing up in an environment like the Wanjian Sect, perhaps no one told her how to live besides practicing swordsmanship.
Through the gaps between the leaves, Xu Ye stared at the pair of drooping eyes that seemed to be stained with cold frost and snow.
He was very nervous, afraid of being discovered. His heart was in his throat and he dared not even beat. He stood in the corner trembling.
Suddenly the candlelight in the room dimmed.
Su Qinghan's long eyelashes twitched slightly, but in a flash, he raised his head unexpectedly.
A heart-pounding eye contact.
Her gaze was like a burning fire, burning away all his disguises.
Xu Ye was at a loss, his brain working at high speed, and unconscious words popped out of his mouth: "Su, Senior Sister Su, look at this pot of spiritual plants, it's so beautiful, haha."
However, Su Qinghan did not respond.
She must have noticed that she was being spied on.
The secret that had been hidden in her heart for a long time was now revealed to her without reservation. The heat spread from the side of his face to every part of his body. Xu Ye didn't know what to do and nervously clutched the hem of his clothes.
"This spiritual plant is an extremely precious spiritual grass."
Su Qinghan said: "Don't pull its leaves casually."
As expected, I was taught a lesson.
Xu Ye was both relieved and disappointed. He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. He could only respond to her softly: "Um... I'm sorry."
Then no one spoke, and not a single sound could be heard in the narrow, dark room.
Suddenly, Xu Ye saw Su Qinghan stand up, reach out, and push the pot of spiritual plants to the other side of the table.
The wooden table was empty, so there was nothing between them.
Senior Sister Su's voice was still very cold. Xu Yi vaguely heard her say, "If you want to see it, why don't you just look at it openly?"
Xu Ye looked at her blankly.
The hot blood was boiling and bubbling. His sight passed through the table and fell on her outstretched right hand. He saw the sleeve falling down, revealing a white spot as white as ice and snow.
On the hand that was used to holding a sword, she wore the white jade bracelet he had given her.
Incompatible, yet perfectly fitting.
She actually wore it.
So happy.
Xu Ye almost couldn't help grinning.
"Senior Sister Su!"
It was like fireworks exploding uncontrollably. Xu Ye's mind was confused, as if he was dreaming. He spoke without much thought: "When I saw this bracelet, I immediately thought of you. It's very beautiful, and Senior Sister Su is also - very beautiful."
Damn it, what the hell is he talking about.
Senior Sister Su's face began to turn red visibly.
Su Qinghan lowered his eyes and hummed softly.
Xu Ye also lowered his head, and after a while he suddenly asked, "During the New Year, does Senior Sister Su have an appointment?"
As expected, Su Qinghan responded with "no".
She doesn't have many friends, her only home is in the Wanjian Sect, and she has no relatives to visit.
"Winter in the imperial capital is very beautiful."
He spoke awkwardly, his words unclear and hesitant: "It's just... it's snowing, firecrackers, fireworks, and it's very lively everywhere."
There was no sunlight in the meditation room, only a flickering candlelight.
Xu Ye touched his hot face and asked her softly, "Senior Sister Su, do you want to go to the imperial capital with me during the New Year?"
Waiting is a difficult time, and every moment seems to be stretched out very long.
Fortunately, Su Qinghan didn't let him wait.
A clear female voice sounded leisurely. Until this moment, when everything was quiet and there were only the two of them in the room, Xu Ye realized belatedly that when Senior Sister Su spoke to him, there was an imperceptible helplessness and indulgence hidden in her tone.
An indulgence that only exists for him.
Like ice and snow melting, revealing a soft new color, Su Qinghan responded, "Okay."
Xu Ye couldn't help it and started to giggle.
[three]
By the time the dinner in the restaurant was over and the Xuanxu Sword Sect members returned to their sect, it was already late at night.
Ningning couldn't hold her liquor well, and although she drank little, she was already a little tipsy; Pei Ji blocked a lot of the wine for her, and his steps were also unsteady when he sent Ningning back to the courtyard.
"Is this candy... a snake or a dragon?"
Ningning held a candy man that she had bought at the foot of the mountain in her hand. The smell of alcohol was blown away by the cold wind and she finally stopped feeling dizzy.
"Yaoshan Candle Dragon."
Pei Ji gathered his coat around her and walked in the direction of the night wind to block the chilly cold. "It is said that it has lived on Yao Mountain for a long time. Its eyes are like torches and its scales are like jade. Only the destined people can see it. Look at the broken horn on its head. It is the biggest feature of Yao Mountain Candle Dragon."
Pei Ji always knows everything. Because he reads a lot, he knows everything from ancient times to the present, whether it is rural anecdotes or orthodox history.
Sometimes when listening to him telling stories from all over the world, Ningning felt like the king who loved listening to stories in "One Thousand and One Nights". His beloved concubine always had endless legends to tell, which made her happy every night.
Ning Ning kept laughing when she heard this. She stuffed the candy man into his mouth and hugged Pei Ji's right arm with both hands: "Yeah, yeah, our Pei Ji is awesome."
He didn't expect Ning Ning to suddenly rush over to him. He took a breath of cold air awkwardly, and finally said helplessly, "I feel cold."
The little girl beside him rubbed her head on his arm: "It's okay, I'm just hot."
The candy man was so sweet that Pei Ji sobered up a lot.
The two of them soon arrived at Ningning's courtyard, and when they were about to say goodbye, she suddenly tugged at his sleeve.
"Today is your birthday."
Maybe it was because she drank some wine, the lingering alcohol condensed into watery light in her eyes, which was incredibly bright and clear, especially when Ningning smiled, her eyes seemed to be glowing.
She said, "Being alone in a room...Aren't you afraid of the dark?"
This was an obvious hint, but Pei Ji was not stupid enough to answer her, "I won't extinguish the candle."
After a tug of war, he finally stayed.
When Pei Ji finished washing up, Ningning was already lying on the bed.
Her bed was very big, unlike his simple and cozy style. The bedding and cotton were made of excellent materials. When her body sank into it, it felt like falling into the clouds.
The tip of his nose was filled with the scent of the girl's gardenia, and Pei Ji could clearly feel his own heartbeat.
Lying in bed alone is a completely different feeling than lying in bed with two people.
The space where I could toss and turn suddenly became crowded, and the warmth of another person remained on the sheets, as if I was completely enveloped by her breath.
Pei Ji had never felt that the action of getting into bed and pulling up the sheets could be so clumsy.
Ningning lay on her side and stared at him, taking in the restraint in Pei Ji's eyes.
She smiled and poked his ear with her hand: "You're so red here - don't lie flat, or you won't be able to see me."
They used to be unfamiliar with each other and were often reserved when they were together, but now that they were getting closer, Ningning would often tease him.
Pei Ji was the shyest boy she had ever met. He was as cold as ice on ordinary days, but once he was teased, he would become so nervous that his body would become stiff.
When it comes to sleeping in the same bed, her mother and best friends have done it with her, so Ningning is not unfamiliar with it, but Pei Ji is completely different.
He had never had much physical contact with other people, and tonight should be the first time he slept in the same bed with someone.
After hearing this, he turned sideways in silence, reached out and held her in his arms.
Although it was a winter night, Ningning was only wearing a soft white shirt. The heat from her body, which was wrapped in the quilt, penetrated the fabric and diffused into her palms.
It was different from the ordinary hugs on weekdays. When he lay together with her, a strong and ambiguous feeling was brewing heavily, making him unable to control his emotions and his heartbeat accelerated.
The candle had gone out. The moon in the winter night was as round as a jade plate, with clusters of halos falling on my face through the window.
Ningning's voice was like a whisper, with a smile: "Pei Ji, if you are like this now, what will we do after we get married?"
marriage.
He has gradually come to understand some secrets about "getting married" and also knows the ambiguity hidden behind these two words. These are words that Pei Ji once dared not think about, but now they have reached his ears through her voice.
He will marry Ningning.
The quiet night is the best catalyst. The love in his heart overflows. Pei Ji stepped back a little, still holding her, and looked down into Ningning's eyes.
"Your heart is beating so fast."
She placed her palm on his chest and spoke with a faint smell of alcohol, the tail end of her voice was like a cat's claw, scratching his heart.
The space inside the bed was too small.
It was so quiet that even the faint murmurs were clearly audible. Ningning paused for a moment, and her laughter filled every corner of the quilt: "Do you want to... listen to my heartbeat?"
Pei Ji heard the hidden meaning.
My head exploded, spreading heat throughout my body.
It’s not that he didn’t want to touch her more, but he always took Ningning’s feelings into consideration and kept to the most basic courtesy between them.
Kissing is the most intimate contact. Even if you reach out to touch her, your palm will only fall on her lower back or back.
Only this time is different.
The air stagnated for a moment, as if some kind of decision had been made. Pei Ji applied a little force with his fingertips, sliding them across her spine and upwards.
His palms were a little cold, and when they brushed across the most delicate parts, he evoked an uncontrollable shudder.
Ningning let out a sound unconsciously. The voice was too gentle, very different from her usual voice. She was so frightened that her cheeks turned hot and she bit her lower lip.
When Pei Ji heard the voice, he thought he had hurt her and stopped moving suddenly.
Ningning lowered her head, grasped his front with both hands, and whispered: "I'm fine, it's okay... It's just a little itchy."
Then the dragonfly landed on the water again, flying across the water and creating ripples.
The boy's breathing and fingertips were trembling, and his bony right hand slowly moved upwards, passed over his ribs, and touched a soft full moon.
Her hands and ears felt like they were on fire. Pei Ji's breathing was disordered and he was as nervous as she was.
To him, this place was like an unattainable taboo. Even if he thought about it inadvertently, he would secretly curse himself for being shameless and despicable.
He had never thought of touching.
The girl in his arms shrank back.
She seemed fearless when she said that, but now that he could really feel her heartbeat, she was so embarrassed that she couldn't move.
Through the thin distance, Pei Ji outlined her figure bit by bit. Until the hand covered it completely, the originally cold palm had become extremely hot.
Ningning didn't expect it to be so itchy.
She trembled slightly, unable to see Pei Ji's expression. In the deep darkness, she could only feel his gradually gentle, exploratory touch.
There was also a very serious question: "Does this... make you uncomfortable?"
How could Ningning be willing to answer him? She wanted to bury her whole face in the pillow.
Perhaps because he saw how shy she was, he quickly moved his hand elsewhere and said without thinking, "I'll wash up and go to bed first from now on."
He loosened his hold, and Ningning was finally able to look up at him. Pei Ji's eyes were very deep, and he seemed to smile, touching her nose with his nose: "The bed in winter... is too cold."
He needs to warm up the mattress first, how can he let her catch a cold.
Before the words were out, there was an unconditional kiss.
The touch of lips was extremely gentle at first.
In the night, the boy's eyes were dark and heavy, and the teardrop mole at the end of his eyes was illuminated by the moonlight, which was beautiful and charming. Pei Ji would never look at her coldly, but at this moment, his eyes were filled with the same frightening danger.
The pale lips had turned red at some point, and moisture lingered between them. In the dark night, all the senses were exceptionally clear.
Ningning heard the sound of breathing and even the sound of hands lifting clothes, rustling, ringing in her ears very clearly.
Pei Ji pressed her waist and forced her to come closer.
I don't know when, but this kiss was filled with some unprecedented desire that is unique to the late night. The tip of the tongue goes straight in, bringing with it the intoxicating smell of alcohol, the fresh scent of soap after a bath, and a possessiveness that is too strong to conceal.
He used more and more force in his hands and gently pinched the soft flesh on her waist. Ningning was kissed to the point of being unable to breathe. Her mind went blank amid the feeling of suffocation and the itchiness all over her body.
It's so hot.
Will it be this hot in winter?
After an unknown amount of time, Pei Ji finally stepped back a little, lying close to her and staring into her eyes.
His voice had a cold texture to it, but now it was unusually soft as he gasped slightly.
Ningning could tell that he was trying his best to restrain himself, but it was this restraint that made his breath sound softer and more seductive.
After a while, Pei Ji spoke in a deep voice: "...Don't leave."
This sentence came out of nowhere, Ning Ning was confused, and listened to him continue: "I want to spend my birthday with you in the future... Don't leave, okay?"
So this is what it means.
"Just 'birthday' want to be with me?"
Ningning touched his cheek, feeling the delicate and scalding heat, and curved her eyes as she spoke: "I will stick to you very, very often."
This was an answer beyond his imagination. Ningning was always willing to give him much more than he could imagine.
The young man in front of her raised his eyes slightly and his lips curled up a little. He lowered his head again after hearing what she said and wanted to continue kissing her, but Ningning dodged him with a blushing face.
She was still trying to catch her breath, and chuckled at the disappointment in his eyes: "Do you still want to come?"
After saying this, Ningning realized that such words did not sound like a rejection, but more like a tease.
But she really could not breathe and needed more rest.
Pei Ji looked at her with dark eyes, a look of clear innocence, but his body moved a little closer, pressing tightly against her.
The boy's thin lips were moistened with water, looking exceptionally soft. He didn't open his mouth, but his throat moved slightly, he blinked his eyes, and responded softly, "Hmm."
Both the eardrum and the heart were hit hard.
This look was so adorable that Ning Ning finally understood what "cute to the point of itching" meant. She just wanted to roll around on the bed with the quilt in her arms, but due to her modesty, she could only purse her lips to hold back her smile and tease him as usual: "What do you want?"
Pei Ji was obviously stunned.
"want to……"
He took a shallow breath, his voice weak and panting. The cold boy's voice was not as clear as before, and every word he uttered was so hoarse that it almost sounded sexual.
Pei Ji whispered in her ear: "Kiss me."
Husky bass.
It felt like fireworks exploded in my ears, and a strange tingling sensation like an electric current spread throughout my body, even my spine was numb and shuddering.
Ningning was trapped in her own web. She came out on the spot with her face flushed, her heart beating like a drum, her whole body felt like it was on fire, and she curled up into a ball.
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