101 Lingering
"My knees hurt..." she whimpered to the person behind her.
Being hugged by him like this, Xu Qinghe's sleepiness was mostly gone.
Wei Che snorted softly, "My own bed, my own wife, can't I come back?"
The voice was so cheerful, obviously he had already coaxed himself into submission.
Even if you are not allowed to do anything else, at least you can hug me.
Xu Qinghe didn't bother to pay attention to him. If he got angry, she might reflect on whether she had gone too far.
But now that he came up to her again, he praised Xu Qinghe even more, and she thought that this man was being unreasonable today.
Fortunately, I had a good night's sleep, which somewhat diluted all the unexpected events of last night.
When Xu Qinghe opened her eyes again, she found that Wei Che was holding her face to face again without her knowing when.
It was a hot summer day, and the two of them were pressed tightly together, their sweat sticking together.
She reached out and pushed the person, wanting to get up and take a shower.
However, she didn't expect that the person who had his eyes tightly closed just now suddenly turned over and pressed her down on the bed, driving away the last bit of sleepiness she had left.
"It didn't work last night, but is it okay today?"
After a night's sleep, the man's voice was hoarse, which made him even more seductive.
When a blush appeared on her face, she suddenly realized that the man was pressing against her tightly.
Ever since she slept in the same bed with him, Xu Qinghe had known for a long time that men were always more horny in the morning.
She lowered her eyes and reached out to push him away: "I need to take a shower first."
This is what consent means.
Wei Che curled the corners of his lips, clasped both of her wrists with one hand, and lifted them above her head. When there was finally no obstacle between them, he finally lowered his head and kissed her freely.
While kissing him, he said vaguely, "It's a good opportunity for us to take a shower together later."
Xu Qinghe was restrained by him and had no way to refuse. Moreover, she felt a little guilty about what happened yesterday. In the end, she agreed to his request reluctantly.
So the bed that had finally stayed peaceful all night started to squeak and shake again not long after.
Nanzhi was guarding outside the door. He estimated that the princess should have woken up by now and was waiting for her to call him in. However, he did not hear the bell, but instead heard the creaking sound of the precious wooden bed.
She later specifically asked about it. The step-out bed was made by a famous manufacturer and was known for its stability and comfort. She wondered how much effort the prince had put in to make the bed make such a noise.
Nanzhi lowered her head and dismissed the group of maids who were guarding the door with their heads down.
I don’t know how long this will take. Instead of letting them guard here, it’s better to go down and rest for a while.
Inside the bedroom, the bed creaked, mixed with the very vague sound of water.
Xu Qinghe bit her lip, feeling as if she had been thrown into the moat of yesterday without knowing when, being hit hard by the waves coming and going, and each wave hit her vital parts.
After just a few short days, this man had already known every part of her so clearly. In just a quarter of an hour, she was hit by the waves and sank to the bottom of the water, and the next moment she was up in the clouds.
All this made the sweat on the two people even stickier. Xu Qinghe was gasping for breath, but the waves in the river had not stopped yet, as if deliberately preventing her from breathing.
She opened herself wider, but the waves hit her so hard that she couldn't help crying, and her voice trembled when she spoke.
"Wei Che, you, you stop for a moment."
There was a drop of sweat on Wei Che's chin. He moved suddenly, and the sweat dripped onto her body, landing on her collarbone and then sliding down along the ravine.
He raised his hand and pinched hers, his Adam's apple rolling slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Then let me ask you, do you like me?"
I don’t know if it was because he was emotional or what, but his eyes were red, as if he was the one being bullied.
This childish guy is still thinking about this.
Xu Qinghe wanted to glare at him, but in the end it was just a soft glare, which not only failed to deter him at all, but made Wei Che's actions even more ferocious.
She endured for a long time, but finally couldn't bear it anymore. Sobs escaped her lips, and she had to give in.
"Yes...I like you. I like you the most. I only like you. Is that enough?"
The answer was so straightforward and clear, obviously not sincere.
When she didn't answer, Wei Che was unsure, but now that she answered, he felt that this person was simply fooling him.
Wei Che was angry. He held the person's hand and leaned over to leave several thumb-sized marks on her neck.
The sound of the bed shaking became faster, mixed with a hoarse and somewhat aggrieved accusation.
"not enough."
It is not enough, far from enough, and will never be enough.
An hour later, the creaking and shaking bed finally stopped.
Nanzhi was hesitating whether to ask someone to prepare water. Before she could figure out the reason, the noise inside started again.
Xu Qinghe's back was pressed against the man's hot chest, with chaotic liquid and sticky sweat tangled together, and even the hair blown onto her chest was tangled together.
He clamped her chin and placed dense kisses on her neck. Xu Qinghe was hit by the waves behind her, feeling unbearable and comfortable.
After a while, she suddenly began to sob a little.
"Wei Che, my knee...my knee hurts."
Wei Che immediately turned her over, walked around inside, and sat face to face with her on the swaying bed, returning to the most traditional posture.
He lowered his head and kissed away the tears on her face bit by bit. His voice was hoarse and trembling slightly: "I'm sorry, I won't do this again in the future."
He was so excited that he forgot that the girl had an old injury on her knee.
It was an hour later when the noise in the tent finally came to a halt.
Xu Qinghe lay limply on the bed, as if he had just been pulled out of the water. His whole body was wet, even most of his hair was soaked.
It was already so hot, but this man still hugged her tightly, licking her neck with his wet tongue.
While licking him, he stubbornly said, "Qinghe, you can only be mine."
"No matter who I am, you can only be mine."
“It was in the past, it is now, and it can only be in the future.”
Xu Qinghe listened in a daze. He had just experienced such a thing and his soul had not yet returned to its place. He could not hear what the man was mumbling at all. He just thought he was going crazy again.
She was so tired that she didn't even care about the sticky liquid on her body and fell asleep again unknowingly.
Fortunately, she didn't sleep for long. Wei Che woke her up soon: "Don't you want to take a shower? Go to bed now, or you might not be able to sleep again tonight."
So when everything was done, it was time for lunch.
A good breakfast was delayed until now. Everyone in the yard knew the reason, but no one dared to say anything.
After so many absurd incidents, Xu Qinghe had long been able to face these maids without changing her expression. However, she felt embarrassed, so she asked someone to put a few more basins of ice in the room.
In order to prevent herself from being unable to sleep at night, she didn't even take a nap, and ignored Wei Che who was eager to catch up with her, and went straight to the studio to paint.
Perhaps because he had indulged himself during the day, Wei Che did not make any more trouble at night and spent the night peacefully.
The next morning, the same mistake happened again.
During the struggle, her wrists were held above her head by this man again, and the love knots on their hands stuck together, almost soaked with sweat.
After a few days of this, Xu Qinghe slept well at night, but during the day she didn't even have the strength to lift her hands. Not to mention painting, even using chopsticks became a problem. Wei Che would come over to feed her with a smile, and after being given a few cold stares, he felt relieved.
That day she glared at the man again, and finished her lunch in a huff. Later she didn't think about painting anymore, and just lay on the couch and read.
Wei Che then moved over and sat beside him, using her as a cushion to lean on. Meanwhile, his hands were restless, moving randomly on her body, and in the end he almost stripped her clothes off.
At this moment, the nanny beside the wife of the Duke of Fu suddenly came to report.
"Someone has come to the Wei Mansion and said he wants to see the prince and the princess."
The two of them paused, and Wei Che looked at the girl. Her watery eyes still contained the confusion brought by his actions just now.
But soon, she realized it belatedly and looked away first.
It had only been a few days since the Qixi Festival, so needless to say, everyone knew who had come to the Wei Mansion.
"It's your eldest son Wei who has come to repay the favor."
Wei Che's good mood suddenly disappeared. He put on the girl's clothes layer by layer, and finally sucked behind her ear and said unhappily, "You stay here. You are not allowed to go anywhere, let alone see him."
Xu Qinghe was too lazy to pay attention to his jealous behavior. She simply put on her clothes and went back to bed to take a nap.
Not long after she lay down, she heard deliberately heavy footsteps outside the tent. She looked up and found that it was Wei Che who had returned.
"Aren't you out entertaining guests? Why are you back?"
"Doesn't he want to see you and me? Of course we should go together."
Wei Che helped her up. The girl had a spring-like look on her face and her clothes were messy, so he personally helped her change her clothes.
"I have to let your eldest son, Master Wei, know that you have long been mine, both physically and mentally."
The man whispered this in her ear.
Xu Qinghe silently rolled her eyes at him in her heart and called him childish.
After a while, I started to wonder where this person's uneasiness came from. Did he always feel that she would run away with someone else?
A quarter of an hour later, the two of them walked together to the side hall of the main house. The wife of the Duke of Fuguo, Wei Fu, and Wei Ming, who came to visit, had been waiting for a long time.
As Wei Che entered the room, he first glanced at the sapphire blue robe he was wearing, then looked at the aqua blue skirt of the girl beside him, and then lowered his head to look at his own scarlet collar.
He gritted his teeth and couldn't help but make a "tsk" sound in his heart, then he remembered the rumors that had been circulating in the capital that Princess Qinghe and Young Master Wei were a perfect match.
Seeing the two of them coming, Wei Ming looked at his wife without any hesitation.
Wei Che immediately took a half step forward and blocked the girl firmly behind him.
"I wonder what important matter has brought Master Wei here?"
Everyone thought that the downfall of the Wei and Cen families was revealed by Xu Zhuangyuan's missing younger brother, but no one knew that it was Wei Che and Xu Qinghe who were behind it.
Wei Ming suddenly received Wei Che's unfriendly gaze, and he quickly came back to his senses and bowed deeply to the two of them.
"On the seventh day of the lunar month, I accidentally fell into the water and was fortunately rescued by the princess. I came here to express my gratitude."
On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, he had gone out to relax, but he accidentally fell into the water. Unfortunately, he was unconscious at the time. After some inquiries, he learned that it was Qinghe who saved him, so he hurried to the door to express his gratitude.
Also... I want to see her again.
【Author’s words】
Sorry I'm late again QAQ
I feel like I've never been so busy
I will revise the article tomorrow QAQ
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