Chapter 52: The husband uses the honey trap? The husband uses the honey trap? ...
The wind is like water, the moon is like frost, shining through the window screen onto the side of the couch, and stopping in front of the screen.
The thin green curtain rose and fell, and the stirred light and shadow fell on the screen like rolling waves.
Ye Jindian suddenly felt a little stretched, and a fine electric current rushed upwards, passing through quickly, leaving waves of reverberating ripples in the veins.
She had never tried this before.
The unfamiliar feeling made her eyes look confused.
She subconsciously grabbed Zhang Min's hand, raised her misty peach blossom eyes, and called out, "Husband—"
The voice was too low and too soft to awaken Zhang Min's sanity.
He just felt that the soap nuts in his palm were particularly slippery. The soap liquid melted in the water flowed and spread through his fingers, and even his fingertips could not avoid being stained with some.
"Do you want to wash?" He raised his damp eyes and met her misty peach blossom eyes, "I'll wash it for you, okay?"
He looked at her expression and gently kissed her on the lips.
Zhang Min had just drunk a bowl of apricot blossom tea in the kitchen, and his lips still had a faint scent of apricot blossoms.
Somehow, the fragrance suddenly turned into a small hook, hooking Ye Jindian's mind away, and she no longer paid attention to anything else.
She stared at the bright red lips covered with heat mist, as if she saw a red apricot blossom in full bloom in the mist of a lake.
My throat suddenly felt dry and itchy, but my mouth was full of saliva.
Zhang Min couldn't help but slightly open his lips when she looked at him, and the tip of his tongue was faintly visible between his lips and teeth, as if he was eager but didn't dare to move.
Ye Jindian raised her head and slowly moved closer.
Zhang Min saw her approaching, his pupils shrank, and his eyelashes jumped up and down rapidly.
His hands on the tub suddenly tightened, and he lowered his head to kiss her. The hair tied behind her back slid down his tilted arm, all the way down the tub, and hung beside Ye Jindian's hand.
Her hand hooked on the hairband, and when she raised it, she accidentally untied her black hair, which was like a large piece of seaweed completely covering the water surface.
The hair floating in the water even fell onto her chest, waist, abdomen, and thighs, completely entangling her entire body.
Zhang Min was a little out of control tonight, and he was wantonly snatching the breath from her mouth, causing her mind, which was already in a trance for a moment, to be completely thrown out of the sky, without any trace left.
In the mist, Ye Jindian's head gradually leaned on his shoulder, and her hands rested weakly on his tilted arms, pulling at his wide sleeves hanging in the water.
The water in the bathtub is quiet, with occasional ripples. The green shadow of the screen behind is rolling in the wind, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and an undercurrent is surging.
Ye Jindian almost thought she was drowning in the water.
Seeing that she was out of breath, Zhang Min loosened his grip a little and placed a kiss on her lips, with a hint of comfort and guilt.
"My lady, is it okay?"
Ye Jindian had no idea what he was asking and just answered "hmm" vaguely.
The next moment, her rapid breathing was suddenly broken. She couldn't help but raise her neck and bite the side of his neck with her mouth.
Zhang Min's throat trembled and he laughed softly.
"Don't be afraid." He slowly passed his arm, which was supported by the side of the bucket, in front of her and placed it on her wet shoulder. He bent down and whispered in her ear, "It's almost done."
Ye Jindian was pulled out of her trance by his words. She tried to stand up, but she slipped down again and became even more dazed.
She changed her tone and bit his earlobe and rubbed it.
Zhang Min still smiled indulgently, not caring about anything else, and only asked her if she felt uncomfortable.
Ye Jindian let go of her earlobe, turned her head and bit his collarbone.
"Don't bite the clothes, be careful not to hurt your teeth." Zhang Min pulled open his sleeve, wiped Yubai's arm, and moved to her mouth, "Bite here."
Ye Jindian was really rude and took a bite.
After a while, she relaxed the strength of her mouth and hands, and collapsed in his arms.
Zhang Min placed a gentle kiss on the corner of her lips, like apricot blossoms falling on the water: "My lady, the water is cold. Let me carry you to the couch."
When he spoke, his voice fell into her ears, low and deep, somewhat different from his usual voice, yet somewhat familiar.
But her mind at this moment was like paste stirred by someone's fingers, sticky together, and she couldn't tell anything clearly. She just put her arms around his neck and let him wrap the towel around her and wipe her body clean.
Zhang Min's clothes were so wet that he was afraid they would get on the bedding, so he had to take them off, leaving only his inner clothes on and rolling up his wet sleeves.
It was the first time he wore such thin clothes in front of his wife, and his ears turned red instantly.
"Husband." Ye Jindian stood upright on the ground for a moment, then couldn't help but put her arms around his neck and leaned close to him. "I finally understand why Madam Lan said that."
She really wanted to stick to her husband now.
Zhang Min was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he quickly wrapped her in a robe and carried her to the couch, tucking her into the quilt.
Ye Jindian grabbed his finger and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Clean up, clean up." Zhang Min coughed lightly, and the tips of his ears turned red. "My lady, can you go to bed first? I haven't showered yet and I'm dirty."
"It's not dirty." Ye Jindian hugged his neck and sniffed it, "It smells good."
His wife suddenly became so soft and coquettish, and even acted like a spoiled child. Zhang Min really couldn't stand it, and blushes spread from his neck to his cheeks.
His mind was almost turning to mush as he explained dryly, "After returning, I changed into clean clothes and fumigated myself with incense."
"Since it's clean, then my husband, please stay with me for a while while I clean it up." She moved to the side of the bed, raised her head and kissed his chin, "Okay?"
How could Zhang Min say the word "bad"?
He sat down on the footrest on the spot, with one hand hanging on his knee and the other hand holding his wife's arm, looking at her and laughing.
Ye Jindian was clingy, but she managed to regain her composure and recalled what had just happened: "My husband hesitated to speak. What was he talking about?"
Zhang Min's eyes were wandering. He was afraid that she would be angry, so he didn't dare to say anything. He couldn't think of any other way to get away with it, so he had to be nervous and try to mislead her with his beauty.
He took Ye Jindian's finger, placed it on his cheek, tilted his head and kissed her palm: "If I, if I tell you, can you not be angry?"
The palm of her hand felt soft and warm, and Ye Jindian's gaze fell uncontrollably on the red lips that were opening and closing, staring at them closely.
Zhang Min's throat rolled, and he kissed her wrist all the way down to her collarbone. Then he whispered in her ear, "If you're not angry, I'll tell you."
He had never been so arrogant in his life, and his tone was weak and not firm at all.
Ye Jindian: “…”
She stared at the red lips that were pressed together nervously, and said in a mysterious way, "If you want me not to be angry, shouldn't my husband show some sincerity?"
Zhang Min raised his eyes, a little confused.
He had only tried to cut off the enemy leader's head and hang it on the tip of a spear as a sign of sincerity, and to pull out other people's tents, but he had never tried to coax people not to be angry and show sincerity.
The storybook turned over in his mind, and he tentatively took his feet out from under the quilt and kissed the side of his calf.
This was the first time Zhang Min had done such a thing, and he was very nervous. He kept glancing at her and his ears couldn't help moving, trying to catch all her movements, for fear of missing a single thing.
A red cheek that is full of spring, so hot that it is frightening.
Ye Jindian: “!!”
Her brain was no longer a mess, but was about to become as thin as soup, and nothing could come together.
Seeing no sign of her dodging or resisting, Zhang Min lifted the quilt and put his head in.
What happened later—
The next day, Ye Jindian woke up and looked at the high sunlight. She was so embarrassed that she clenched her toes tightly, pulled the quilt up to cover her face, and didn't want to see anyone.
How could she have the nerve to say the word "not enough" last night, and even lifted her husband's chin, wiped the water off his face with his fingers, and put them between his lips to hold...
It's crazy.
Are you sure that the drug will only make her clingy and not affect her mental state?
How come this is even more confusing than being drunk!
Zhang Min brought in warm water and placed it on the wash rack.
When Ye Jindian saw him, she shrank deeper into the quilt, hiding herself completely inside, not wanting to show even a single hair.
"My wife?" Zhang Min's face was also a little hot, but he was more worried that she was starving. He said softly through the quilt, "Wash your face first when you wake up. I'll go heat up the porridge and cakes and bring them over to you, okay?"
His cooking skills were really poor. He bought porridge and pastries from outside and just steamed them. Even if the pot was burned, the food would not be affected.
Ye Jindian hummed twice in the quilt.
Zhang Min stood up and said, "I'm leaving now. Come out and take a breath. Don't get bored."
Afraid that she couldn't hear him clearly, he deliberately walked lightly and went to the kitchen to light a fire and heat up the cold breakfast.
Ye Jindian pinched the corner of the quilt and opened a hole on the side. Seeing that Zhang Min had really walked away, she rolled around in the quilt again and again.
She pounded her fist on the soft quilt: "Ye Ziyao, you are confused!"
How could she say or do such a thing?!
After getting dressed and washing up, Ye Jindian looked at herself in the bronze mirror, feeling ashamed. She took the hairpin and poked it several times in anger until she heard footsteps.
She suddenly fell down on the table.
Zhang Min, who had just stepped inside, said: "..."
He smiled helplessly, put down the porridge and pastries, and ran back to the kitchen to get other pastries.
Ye Jindian listened to the noise and peeked out one eye from the crook of her elbow. Seeing that there was no one in the inner room, she touched the door and then peeked out another eye, staring at the person busy in the kitchen.
Zhang Min was a general and was very sensitive to gazes, so he knew his wife was looking at him.
But he pretended not to know, and even slowed down, walking back slowly with the pastries in his hand.
As soon as he turned around, Ye Jindian shrank back behind the door. When he went inside, she turned her back to the door, covered her face with her hands and pressed against the wall, trying to confine herself to this small corner for the rest of her life.
Zhang Min coughed lightly, walked to the door, and knocked gently, already familiar with the situation. "My wife, I only have one day off, and I won't be home for the next two weeks. Please have pity on me and eat with me."
Haven’t been home for half a month?
By the way, when the fight was over last night, he did lean over and whisper something in her ear.
Ye Jindian struggled to think, and finally remembered his original words -
"My lady, I have resigned from the academy and joined the Right Prime Minister's Office. Starting tomorrow evening, I will not be able to go home for half a month."
She was stunned, with a strange feeling in her heart, but she was not nervous for her husband, nor did she feel uncomfortable with his behavior of acting first and asking for permission later.
but--
"Oh?" Ye Jindian floated out from behind the door. "I don't know when my husband quit his job at the academy, and when he entered the prime minister's residence. Why don't I know anything about it?"
Zhang Min: “…”
It’s over, it’s over, why doesn’t the beauty trap work?
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