83 Chapter 83
◎ "It's not dirty, it's very sweet."◎
Xu Qinghe's brain almost exploded.
How can people be so close to each other? How can he kiss...her there?
"Wei Che... that won't work..."
"Why not?"
The heat hit her delicate parts that she never showed to others, causing her to shiver uncontrollably. It seemed as if everything from her hair to the soles of her feet became even hotter, as if she was being roasted over and over again on a fire.
"dirty……"
"It's not dirty, it's obviously very sweet..." He laughed to himself, and finally stuck to it.
“Woo…”
Xu Qinghe whimpered, and the mist in her eyes finally condensed into tears. She covered her lips desperately, making only some extremely subtle strange noises.
She didn't dare to lower her head. She just stared at the roof and cried, and then simply closed her eyes.
But as soon as I closed my eyes, the touch and sound coming from there became more obvious.
This... this is really too much...
The temperature around her body couldn't get any higher. In just a few breaths, she felt a thin layer of sweat on her body, which was sticky and disturbing. Mixed with his unbridled actions, it almost made her lose her mind.
His hands were still rubbing her, again and again, as if to comfort her, but actually to tease her.
At this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly came from the yard.
Xu Qinghe, whose ears were already filled with the sounds of shame, did not notice it, but Wei Che, who had excellent hearing, heard it clearly.
He finally stopped, then moved up again and sucked hard on her snow-white neck, leaving a thumb-sized red mark, and then buried his head there, panting.
"You girl, you're really... so attractive."
The hot air hit her neck, immediately causing a tingling sensation.
Xu Qinghe couldn't help but shrink her neck, and Wei Che chased her even closer, sticking to her tightly and rubbing against her from time to time.
His mischievous actions had clearly stopped, but the tears in Xu Qinghe's eyes flowed even more violently.
Hot tears rolled down her cheeks and dripped onto her neck, where Wei Che licked them bit by bit with his soft tongue.
"Ancestor, why are you crying again?" The voice was hoarse, but with a hint of deep affection.
She covered her lips and said nothing, her misty eyes looking at him helplessly and hazily.
His eyelashes were stained with tears and the corners of his eyes were red, and he looked like he had been bullied.
His throat tightened and he couldn't help but want to kiss her again.
Xu Qinghe quickly stretched out her hand to block him, and with her other hand she fumbled for her clothes to cover herself.
She frowned, unable to hide her disgust: "It's so dirty, you are not allowed to kiss it."
The voice was sweet and soft, as if it had rolled around in a sugar jar, yet it carried a hint of coquettishness.
He couldn't help but think of the sounds she made when he had just tortured her...
Well, I can’t think about it anymore.
If he continued to think about it, he might not be able to leave this door today.
Wei Che closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they were much clearer.
Thinking that he actually despised her, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly, pointed at her rosy and water-stained lips, and said with a smile: "This is your own thing, and you despise it?"
Xu Qinghe's face was already red, and now she was even more embarrassed by his words. Her face was already completely red, and no darker color could show.
She just pursed her lips and retorted softly: "It's not like I asked you to kiss me."
"But you were the one who tricked me into kissing you."
The girl looked thin, but was actually incredibly soft. He just wanted to push her down on the couch and give her a good kiss to vent his anger, but his hand accidentally rested on her ribs, and his fingertips just happened to touch the soft flesh on her body.
After all, it was because the summer was too hot and stuffy, which made him angry and he started to act recklessly.
Xu Qinghe just felt that this man was unreasonable. She glared at him with a mixture of shame and anger. Just as she was about to retort, she heard Fu Zongying's voice coming from outside.
"Sir, the Duke has requested that you come to the study to discuss matters. He says His Majesty has given you a new appointment. Please... ahem, quickly finish your 'business at hand' and come see him."
Before the marriage, Wei Che had already reached a consensus with Wei Yiqun that they should find an idle position in the capital. Otherwise, if they continued to do nothing, the emperor would become even more suspicious.
Xu Qinghe kicked him and said, "Father is calling you."
But then he realized something was wrong: "Your injuries haven't healed yet, why are you given a new appointment?"
Wei Che smiled and held the girl's jade foot that had kicked his chest. When the two of them were fooling around just now, the stockings on her feet were rubbed somewhere, and now her fair instep was directly exposed.
Xu Qinghe tried hard to pull his foot back, but to no avail.
Wei Che was delighted to see her embarrassed and annoyed. He smiled and replied, "This time it's probably just a sinecure. I just need to report to the office. Don't worry."
Xu Qinghe let her feet be held by his warm big hand. She turned her head slightly and whispered back, "No one is worried about you."
"Who said there isn't one? I see there is one right here." Wei Che raised his hand and turned her face back, his eyes scrutinizing her inch by inch.
Because she had to do some serious work today, she wore a simple brocade long skirt and a cool aqua blue jacket.
Unexpectedly, he ended up getting the upper hand. In just a few moves, the neatly-fitted clothes were stripped off, and the jacket and long skirt were mixed together.
Now she was only wearing a padded jacket.
But even the coat had been wet in two places, and was still glistening with water.
Xu Qinghe felt as if her entire body was warmed up by his burning gaze.
She lowered her eyes to look at his hand. Fortunately, he was stroking her chin with his other hand. If he had used the hand that had just touched her feet, she would have been really annoyed.
"Hurry up and get up." She pushed the man who was half lying on her: "Father is still waiting."
"Don't call him that."
Wei Che raised his hand and stroked the red marks on her shoulders and neck that he had sucked, then lowered his head and kissed her there, but in his heart he was thinking that he was not worthy.
Xu Qinghe just hoped that he would go away quickly, and she hastily agreed to this inexplicable request. Just as she was about to open her mouth to urge him to leave, her already swollen lips were blocked again.
He sucked her lips hard, and then held them in his mouth lingeringly.
Finally, Wei Che put the clothes he had stripped off on the girl one by one, and reluctantly said something that made Xu Qinghe feel uneasy.
"We'll talk about the rest tonight."
As soon as he went out, he saw Fu Zongying, who had been guarding the dormitory, looking at him in surprise: "Hey, you're not in the dormitory? Hey, what's that on your mouth?"
Why is there such a shiny circle, as if it is stained with some liquid.
Xu Qinghe was still adjusting her clothes in the studio, and her face felt hot again when she heard this.
Fortunately, Wei Che didn't say anything nonsense and just evaded the question. Then the two of them walked towards the study in the front yard together.
Xu Qinghe tidied her clothes and took out a round fan to fan herself, which helped to cool her face down a little.
She breathed a sigh of relief and tried to sit down at the table with a nonchalant expression, but her eyes somehow fell on the soft couch.
When she thought of what she and Wei Che had just done there, her heart beat faster and her hands became so weak that she couldn't even hold the paintbrush.
"Why is your face so red, princess? Is it the heatstroke?"
After Wei Che left, Nanzhi came in and served the princess a glass of fruit drink: "Let's have a glass of sour plum drink to calm down first. It's sour and sweet, and it's the best way to cool down in the summer."
Xu Qinghe couldn't stand the word "sweet" now, so he pushed the drink away.
Nanzhi didn't understand why.
Logically speaking, they have obtained a new clue from Cen Liangping, and the princess should be happy. Why does she seem a little angry now?
In fact, she had been guarding the door just now, but Xu Qinghe and Wei Che didn't make much noise, so she knew nothing about what happened on the couch. Seeing that the princess's face was still red, she advised: "If you are not feeling well, why not lie down on the couch first?"
The princess had a habit when painting. If she failed to finish a painting, she would not easily change the painting location. Therefore, a soft couch was placed in the studio so that she could lie down on it while painting to relieve her fatigue.
"No, no, that's not necessary." She thought she would never want to lie on the soft couch in the studio again!
"How come your voice is so hoarse? Could it be that you are really ill? I will go find the palace doctor to take a look."
"Don't go." Xu Qinghe coughed lightly and poured a cup of tea to moisten his throat: "I'm fine, I just didn't speak for too long."
Whenever she saw the couch, she would recall Wei Che's wanton actions, his deep and emotional eyes, his scorching lips, and his hands that were simply doing whatever they wanted...
I simply can’t think about it anymore.
Xu Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief and ordered Nanzhi, "Go get some ice."
It's too hot in the summer, she wants to cool down.
But although ice can cool her down, it can't remove the stickiness on her body.
"Forget it, let's just prepare some water for a bath."
After using warm water to wash off all the stickiness on his body, Xu Qinghe finally felt refreshed again.
She asked Nanzhi to put some ice in the studio and placed it not far from the desk. The slight coolness was brought over by the breeze, making her heart as calm as water and unable to think of anything else.
Nanzhi held a round fan in her hand and slowly blew the cold air off the ice towards the princess, thinking that the princess had just passed her good life and it was not appropriate to use so much ice.
But seeing that she was concentrating on painting without any distractions, Nanzhi didn't say anything.
Xu Qinghe was so absorbed in painting that he finished two paintings in succession. When he looked up again, the sky was already covered with clouds.
The ice on the side had melted into water without anyone noticing. Fortunately, the sun had already set, and the heat in the house was no longer so severe.
Nanzhi didn't know when she fell sleepy. Although she was still holding a round fan in her hand, she had already fallen asleep on the couch.
Seeing the couch, Xu Qinghe's face began to heat up again. She pushed Nanzhi awake and asked her, "Is the prince not back yet?"
Nanzhi rubbed his eyes with a sense of shame: "I fell asleep right after the princess finished the first painting."
So she didn't know as much as the princess.
Xu Qinghe coughed lightly and said, "You've been tired these past few days, go down and rest first."
These days, she stayed in the mansion all day to guard Wei Che, playing the role of a good wife, and many things had to be left to Nanzhi and Lin Xiao.
Nanzhi said, "I'm not tired, actually. Lin Xiao has already found a location for the restaurant and said he's even negotiated the lowest price. We're just waiting for the princess to come and see it for herself someday. It's just that the heat has been so intense these past few days that I can't help but feel sleepy."
"If the princess wants to know the prince's movements, I will go and ask him right away."
As soon as he finished speaking, a low laugh came from the door.
The next moment, someone came in through the curtain, revealing a handsome face and a pair of affectionate eyes, with the purple-red glow of the sky behind him, bringing a ray of light into the studio, which was not yet lit and seemed a little dim.
"Looking for me?" He smiled, staring at her with a pair of affectionate eyes.
Xu Qinghe walked to the table calmly and covered the two paintings that Mr. Nian Nan had just painted with two pieces of snow-white paper.
"You're always flattering yourself, but no one wants you here."
"Why not? Isn't there one right in front of me?"
Wei Che pretended not to notice her actions. He walked leisurely to the chair in front of her and sat down, with his long legs resting on the table again.
Fortunately, he was sitting on a chair, not the couch over there.
Xu Qinghe secretly breathed a sigh of relief, gave Nanzhi a look to let her put the painting away, and then said to Wei Che: "Since you are back, let's eat."
I just hope that their meal can be eaten slowly so that Wei Che can forget about what happened during the day.
The most important thing is to forget what he said during the day.
——We’ll talk about the rest tonight.
Xu Qinghe naturally knew that the so-called "rest of things" could not be accomplished just by "talking".
【Author’s words】
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