Chapter 28 Lingering She bit him.
Miaoli bought a plump sea bass from the market today. Her cooking skills have improved a lot. According to the uncle at the market, sea bass is nourishing and invigorating, which is very beneficial to Zhuhao's health. Miaoli saw that the inner courtyard was almost cleaned up, and was about to go to the kitchen to prepare the food so that Zhuhao could have a hot and fresh meal when he came home.
Just as she put down the broom, the main door of Zhu's house was suddenly opened. The sound was like thunder, so it was possible that it was kicked open.
Miaoli saw a young man holding Zhu Hao's wrist tightly and heading straight for the main house. The two of them were walking very fast. She only caught a rough glimpse of the man's face. Although it was not very clear, Miaoli was sure in her heart that this man was Song Xieqing, who had divorced Zhu Hao.
Miaoli picked up the broom angrily and shouted that she wanted to knock the bastard Song Xieqing unconscious. However, she had only taken two steps when Zhu Hao was pushed into the house by the man, and the door was closed in an instant.
Even the door that her young lady had bolted.
Miaoli froze in place, broom in hand. Could it be that this person was pestering her? Why didn't the young lady call for help?
Zhu Hao's thoughts were in a mess. Song Xieqing held her wrist all the way. He walked very fast and Zhu Hao could only follow him reluctantly. There was the whistling of the wind in her ears and the beat of drums in her head.
By the time the two of them ran to the inner room, Zhu Hao was already exhausted. She fell on the beauty chair and looked at Song Xieqing with half-closed eyes.
Song Xieqing was also looking at her.
The crimson-purple vine on his right cheek was gorgeous and strange. Although Song Xieqing didn't say a word from beginning to end, Zhu Hao already knew the purpose of his trip.
He married her and saved her from danger because of the embroidered ball that Zhu Hao threw on his jade statue last year. He had to play a trick on her because of the so-called punishment from heaven.
Although Song Xieqing married her with three letters and six betrothal gifts, and they drank the wedding wine together, and he even kissed her, the heavenly punishment had never been eradicated. It hid in Song Xieqing's body, like a viper waiting for the right opportunity to strike.
Zhu Hao knew very well that Song Xieqing hated these trivial matters. He didn't like being manipulated by others and didn't like Huaicheng. Moreover, he came here with a frighteningly gloomy face. Therefore, his trip this time was definitely to solve the matter from the root.
Zhu Hao and he both knew in their hearts that among the rituals that newlyweds must perform, the only important thing they had not yet fulfilled was... consummating their marriage.
Song Xieqing took two steps towards her, closing the distance between them. Zhu Hao was lying on the beauty chair, so Song Xieqing leaned over slightly as he spoke, "A year has passed. Do you have a husband you like now?"
Zhu Hao was surprised by this question. Although she felt a little guilty, she appeared calm and composed. She looked him straight in the eye and replied, "Not yet."
"good."
Song Xieqing's eyes were as dark as ink, obliterating all reflections. He pondered for a long time, still not revealing the purpose of his trip. Zhu Hao knew what he was thinking, so he said, "Song Xieqing? You... don't have to feel guilty. I understand. This matter is caused by me."
Song Xieqing was not surprised by her words. Instead, he said lightly, "I'll bother you one last time."
After he finished speaking, he slowly leaned forward, resting his arms on the edge of the beauty chair, and Zhu Hao was trapped in the narrow corner. The fragrance of herbs emanated from her body. Song Xieqing had already smelled the herbal fragrance when he stepped into the inner room, but the fragrance emanating from her body was even stronger.
He was in the ninth heaven, so for him, it was only one day without seeing her, but according to the time in the human world, he and Zhu Hao had been separated for a whole year.
She has changed a lot this year.
For example, her clothes were no longer casual, and her hair was not only tied up with a plain hairpin. Today she wore a phoenix-tail skirt with a pattern of crabapple and red butterflies playing in the water. Because Zhu Hao was curled up in a corner, her half-exposed collarbone and snow-white slender neck were visible. Zhu Hao's high bun was decorated with a glass bead butterfly hairpin. Song Xieqing had noticed the ingenuity of this bun. Whenever she took a step, the beads and butterflies seemed to fly in the air, so free and unrestrained.
Her situation has improved a lot now, and she doesn't have to live under the influence of others. The only thing that is not good is her health. Her face is pale, not much different from his. Although Zhu Hao has put on powder and lipstick, it is not difficult for him to see Zhu Hao's sickly appearance and the lingering deathly aura hidden deep inside.
The young lady in front of him looked at him with her almond-shaped eyes. Song Xieqing had already seen through her superficial calmness and found it funny in his heart.
When he kissed her at the wedding, there was still a layer of wedding veil made of Xiangyun gauze between them. This time, the entanglement between the two naturally did not stop there.
He leaned over, and the tips of their noses touched lightly, and the next moment, their lips touched.
Zhu Hao tightly grasped the armrests on both sides of the beauty chair. It was different from the light and restrained kiss on their wedding day, nor was it a sudden and violent one. Song Xieqing repeatedly rolled over her upper lip, and each time he rolled over her lower lip, he intentionally slowed down the force. He still hadn't pried open her slightly open lips, but he had already tasted a hint of magnolia fragrance from it, which he thought was the aftertaste of the young lady's lipstick.
Because of her experience at her wedding, Zhu Hao didn't die from the kiss, but she felt an unbearable itching in her throat.
Suddenly, Song Xieqing was pushed away by Zhu Hao, and there were beads of blood on his lower lip.
She bit him.
Song Xieqing wiped the blood drop hanging from his lower lip and said, "If you don't want to, I won't force you."
Zhu Hao couldn't reply, and just kept coughing. Seeing this, Song Xieqing was confused. How could she cough with his lips blocked? Naturally, she had to bite him...
Seeing that Song Xieqing's lower lip was slightly swollen, Zhu Hao said with a vague look in her eyes: "I'm sorry, the cough is really unbearable. I remember, can you heal the wound instantly? Then..."
Song Xieqing looked at Zhu Hao with a smile on her face. She had just called him by his full name, but now that something was wrong, she addressed him as "you". She was quite flexible.
He didn't answer the question, nor did he wipe the wound on his lower lip. It was just a tiny scratch, and he didn't feel any pain. He just felt that she...
Because of the rain, Zhu Hao's skirt was wet. Maybe this made her cough worse. Song Xieqing silently chanted a spell, and Zhu Hao's dress, which was wet by the sudden rain, was dried in an instant.
Song Xieqing stood up. The curse on his right cheek had retreated to his neck. However, he came here only to completely break the heavenly punishment, so he said, "Come to the bed."
Zhu Hao tucked the loose hair on his temples behind his ears before quietly agreeing.
The couch was covered with a newly changed hibiscus quilt this morning, emitting a faint fragrance of soapberries. Zhu Hao was lying on the couch. She had nowhere to put her hands, so she had to clench her fists and place them on her chest. Song Xieqing leaned over and approached.
He kept half an arm's length away from her, his hands resting on the bed, intentionally separating himself from her body. Zhu Hao listened to him, "If you change your mind halfway, you can always let me know. There's no need to force yourself."
Zhu Hao turned his head away and said, "Yeah."
Although she didn't watch his every move, Zhu Hao felt her waist loosen. It was Song Xieqing who untied her belt.
Spring clothes are always thin. Without the waist belt, only a plain inner garment is left. Zhu Hao's mind was struck by lightning. She turned her head suddenly, her eyelashes trembling as she locked onto him. Zhu Hao inexplicably felt the desire to win. "Just take off mine, what about yours?"
Song Xieqing: "..."
He lowered his eyes to block out the fleeting light, and Zhu Hao found it difficult to discern his expression. Song Xieqing followed her instructions and untied the leather belt around his waist. The rustling sound of the clothes disturbed Zhu Hao's mind. At least she was wearing an inner garment, but Song Xieqing, on the other hand, had taken off her shirt completely, revealing her broad shoulders and narrow waist, her solid chest and strong arms, and a long crimson-purple strip like a vine extending from her heart to her collarbone.
Zhu Hao pretended to be calm. She took a quick glance, then looked again and again, and suddenly she realized that the vines on Song Xieqing's body had disappeared.
Since this was her first time, in order to avoid being frightened by the curse, Song Xieqing temporarily removed the curse from her face.
Song Xieqing leaned over again, and when she didn't resist, he pressed down completely.
He kissed Zhu Hao's lips, and Song Xieqing couldn't understand why his mind was so dizzy. Before this, whether he was a human or an immortal in the Ninth Heaven, he had never tasted love between men and women, nor did he care about the word "love". However, Song Xieqing thought that this trip should be an easy task, relying entirely on the will of the man and woman, but now he suddenly felt that this trip was difficult.
He should be ruthless to Zhu Hao, and Zhu Hao should be the same to him. However, no matter whether he had feelings for Zhu Hao or not, Song Xieqing was a normal man after all. He had been celibate for a hundred years, and suddenly he had a taste of lovemaking, and his soul trembled. Song Xieqing's increasingly hot palms subconsciously touched Zhu Hao's waist.
She couldn't stop trembling in his palm. Song Xieqing was pushed away by Zhu Hao again. Zhu Hao's face and neck were red, and her earlobes were red as if blood was hanging. She clenched her fist and pressed it against Song Xieqing's chest, "Window."
Song Xieqing understood and moved away from her. He had taken two steps when he was so angry that he laughed. He just raised his eyes and glanced at the window, and the half-open window closed immediately. Why did he need to close it himself?
Zhu Hao lay on her side on the couch, clutching the quilt. Her inner garment was wrinkled by him, and the collar was very loose. Song Xieqing could see her towering snow-capped peaks half-hidden in it.
Just one step away and you can accomplish your goal.
It’s better to end it as soon as possible.
Song Xieqing had a flash of inspiration and raised his finger to touch the belt of Zhu Hao's inner garment, but Zhu Hao suddenly pushed it away.
He immediately pulled away, "But do you regret it?"
Zhu Hao replied in a whisper: "Miao Li... is peeping."
Song Xieqing looked out the small window and saw a black shadow passing by. At such a distance, he could have sensed it when he was a human. Now that he was listed as a human god, he still needed her to remind him?
He snapped his fingers towards the window, and a green light flew, followed by a muffled groan and the black shadow suddenly fell down.
She sat up quickly, and Zhu Hao's loose undergarment slipped off her shoulders. The snowstorm suddenly stopped, and Song Xieqing caught a glimpse of the peak that had been hidden in the blizzard. Zhu Hao hadn't noticed yet, and only asked Song Xieqing, "What did you do to her?"
Song Xieqing turned away and said, "He fell asleep." Finally, he added, "He wasn't hurt."
Zhu Hao breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that her underwear had been pulled down to her chest. Her cheeks felt as hot as fire, and she quickly buried her head in the quilt.
Song Xieqing asked: "Can we continue?"
"Um."
Zhu Hao fell into darkness. He leaned over and pressed her on the couch. Zhu Hao's underwear was completely opened. She looked like a big meat dumpling, being peeled off layer by layer.
I heard the rustling of clothes and my heart started beating so hard that it felt like it was about to jump out of my body.
After a few breaths, everything was silent.
Song Xieqing pressed her under him again. His skin was as hot as charcoal, wrapping her tightly. Song Xieqing tried to kiss her neck, moving gradually down. Suddenly, he held her in his arms, the two of them almost overlapping, and Zhu Hao's lower abdomen was pressed against and rolled over by the touch. Her eyes widened, and she let out a low cry of discomfort. At the same time, she kicked him randomly and pushed him away.
Song Xieqing counted silently, this was the third time.
His tone was patient, "Are you changing your mind, or... am I being careless and causing you pain?"
Although Zhu Hao was sweating profusely from the stuffiness, she was unwilling to get out of bed. "You might turn this room into a polar night. It's not good to be so extravagant in broad daylight."
Song Xieqing: "..."
She was covered in the quilt, how could she see any daylight? If it was just to make it difficult for him to see clearly, then how could he not see clearly even if it was darkest? Since he was not an ordinary person, how could he not see clearly?
Although Song Xieqing felt that she was being unnecessary, he still did as she said.
He saw that the young lady finally got out of bed. Her face was terribly red, and Song Xieqing could even hear her heartbeat.
Song Xieqing held her ankles and lifted them slightly. He bent his knees and moved forward, pressing against her calves, just one step away.
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