"Do you like this courtyard?" Xie Jian asked. Eunuch Wang asked him to choose from three courtyards, and he chose this one because he thought Aheng would definitely like it.
"I like it. There's a small courtyard at the back." Shen Heng gestured on Xie Jian while holding the official robe.
Seeing her happy face, Xie Jian thought of the romantic stories in the novel. His eyes moved slightly, and he stretched out his arms, hugging her in his arms. His thin lips brushed against her ear, and he said in a deliberately low voice: "As long as you like it."
The touch on her ear made Shen Heng's body stiffen. She pushed him away and reached out to pinch his cheek: "Xie Jian, what are you doing?"
"It hurts." Xie Jian slapped Chen Heng's hand away, rubbed his cheek that was pinched and hurt, and restored his youthful and cold voice: "Don't you like it?" Even if you don't like it, don't pinch his cheek. When did you develop this habit?
"Why do I like it?" Shen Heng felt goosebumps flying all over the sky. Ugh, she couldn't stand it: "Don't do this again in the future."
Seeing Ah Heng's face full of disgust, Xie Jian was surprised: "If you don't like it, then why do you like reading storybooks so much?"
"Who likes... Did you learn this from a storybook?" After all, it was strange that a person with a cold personality suddenly became like this.
Xie Jian hummed lightly and hung his official robe and hat on the wooden beam.
Chen Heng pursed her lips. The storybooks of the Great Cong Dynasty were not so explicit. Holding hands and touching bodies were already very outrageous. However, in private, the male and female protagonists would still hug each other, which was particularly outrageous. At most, it would be like this: "Which book are you reading?"
"I forgot." Xie Jian wouldn't say it. Since he had promised Meng Xuanlang, Wu Jin and the others couldn't tell. They would do what they said, and they would never tell. He only took the winter volume of "Extreme Joy Treasure Mirror" because he heard that the spring, summer, and autumn volumes were the classics.
It's not a waste of time, but it's worth a look.
"Forgot?" Shen Heng sneered twice and stretched out her hand: "I don't believe it, take it out."
"No."
"If you don't take it out, I will move out and tell my sister-in-law about this." It's okay to read the storybook, but Chen Heng doesn't believe that this is an ordinary storybook of this scale.
Seeing Ah Heng's angry look, Xie Jian pointed to one of the drawers helplessly.
Chen Heng pushed out the wooden drawer and flipped through it, then found three small books. One of them was called the winter volume of "The Treasure Mirror of Extreme Joy", and the other two were called "The Unofficial History of the Embroidered Bed" and "The Cave of Joy". As soon as they heard the names, you knew what novels they were.
Seeing Ah Heng's expression change, Xie Jian quickly said, "Xuan Lang and Wu Jin gave them to me. They said these two books have a rigorous and complete structure, and the language is gorgeous and beautiful, and they are worth reading." Seeing Ah Heng's expression becoming increasingly uneasy, he quickly said, "I haven't read them."
Didn't you read it? He used all the tricks, and used them on her. Chen Heng's face was ashen as a sullen look as she walked towards him step by step. She actually didn't read this kind of book.
Xie Jian stepped back, subconsciously covering his cheeks with his hands. His usually cold voice became unstable: "Chen Heng, don't pinch my face." If anyone dared to pinch you, he would never let them off easily.
"These three books are confiscated. If I find out you're reading this kind of book again," Shen Heng looked at him seriously.
"What can you do to me?" Xie Jian sneered. When did it become her turn to make decisions for him?
The next moment, Xie Jian screamed: "Chen Heng, you dare to pinch my ears, it hurts me to death."
Finally, the auspicious day for Meng Xuanlang's wedding arrived.
The great-grandfather of the Meng family had served as the imperial tutor of the current emperor and was also a minister of remonstration praised by the people. Although he is now engaged in business, he also has his own way of doing business. Therefore, the people who came to congratulate him ranged from court officials to humble merchants, and they were all kinds of people.
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