"Didn't you say it was burned?"
Chen Heng choked and gritted her teeth, "I didn't burn it. I kept it all."
"The Master said, if you treat people with trust, the world will trust you. So I burned it for you."
She was really discovered. Shen Heng was very unhappy: "Then you should tell me, right?"
Xie Jian turned around and looked at her, and asked sincerely, "Do you like reading these books?"
"Of course not. How could I possibly like reading this kind of book? Isn't this just killing time?" Shen Heng blushed. Why was she asking so sincerely? This was a pornographic book.
"To kill time?" Xie Jian took out a book from his arms: "Xuan Lang just gave me a book. When I come back later, we can read it together."
Chen Heng took it suspiciously and slowly widened her eyes. The title of the book was "Secrets of the Jade Chamber", and the illustrations showed a disheveled couple caressing each other in bed.
"The art of sex is one of the four great arts (astrology, geomancy, sex, and alchemy), and it's the most widely circulated. People with the same surname love it, and I've heard it's quite good." When he asked Meng Xuanlang for it, he was reluctant to part with it. Xie Jian secretly observed Ah Heng's face, seeing her blushing, which looked particularly beautiful under the light. "If you like it, I can watch it with you. I'm also lacking in this area."
She wasn't lacking in anything, and Chen Heng knew about it, as there were courses on this subject in junior high school. She was just reading it out of boredom, so she threw the book back to him, gritting her teeth and saying word by word, "Burn it. Don't bring this kind of book to me again."
Even if she was bored and wanted to read it, she would only want to read this kind of book alone in secret, let alone reading it with Xie Jian, which she had never thought about.
"If you like it, you don't have to endure it in front of me. There are only two of us in the dormitory, and no one else will know." He would not tell others about this, as he still had to save face.
Chen Heng was about to vomit blood. What did it mean to not have to endure it so hard? She couldn't explain it clearly: "Shut up and go to sleep." She went to bed and closed her eyes, thinking that out of sight, out of mind.
Xie Jian curled the corners of his mouth and a smile appeared in his eyes.
Half an hour later, he went to bed and looked at Ah Heng, who was wrapped tightly in the quilt. He knew he couldn't use the same trick twice, so he gently put Ah Heng's half of the quilt aside. She was sleeping so soundly. He also gave her half of his quilt. If she felt cold, she would naturally move closer to him for warmth.
Therefore, when Chen Heng woke up the next day, she found herself leaning on Xie Jian's arm, with one hand and one leg hanging on Xie Jian, while Xie Jian was sleeping completely in his own position, not moving an inch.
ah?
Usually Xie Jian went to bed later than her and got up earlier than her. But these past two days, she didn't know what happened to him, he got up as late as her. While he was still asleep, Shen Heng quickly got up.
Just when Shen Heng walked out, Xie Jian opened his eyes. As long as he didn't say anything, Ah Heng would pretend nothing happened. Some things would seem deliberate if explained too much. Once the intention was discovered, it would be difficult to explain it in the future. This was just right.
Shen Heng had just finished her breakfast when she saw Xie Jian come in, looking as usual.
"The noodle soup tonight was made by Madam Feng. It was delicious." Xia had always thought her cooking skills were pretty good, but after meeting Madam Feng, she realized she wasn't much to talk about. "Ajian, what's wrong with your arm?"
"I don't know why, but my arms are sore." Xie Jian pretended to move his arms.
Chen Heng ate silently without saying a word.
On the day when the plum rain season arrived, Chen Heng left the Meng family shop and rented a shop that she had been looking at for a month or so. It was located on the south side of Dingguo Street and north of Xuantai Bridge. This area was full of sidewalks and shaded by green willows. Not far away was a branch of the moat.
Nanny Feng and Xia were helping Chen Heng clean the shop.
"Aheng, what are you drawing?" Xia looked at Aheng curiously as she was drawing on a piece of paper.
"Counters and shelves." Shen Heng smiled mysteriously. Her great undertaking was about to begin.
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