Chapter 2091 Cross-Time Romance 34
My dear wife, I am delighted to receive your letter. It feels like seeing you in person, and I am so saddened by your passing.
My dearest wife, I hope that when you open this letter, everything will be alright, and that seeing these words will be like seeing me. But even so, I still miss you terribly, and my longing for you is incurable.
When she opened the hundredth letter, Si Jin stopped.
He took out the 101st letter, walked slowly to the table, leaned down in front of Du Linyuan, placed the letter beside him, and covered Du Linyuan's hand with his own, their hands intertwined tenderly.
He said, "There were a hundred love letters in that box you burned, but I feel that none of those hundred are as important as yours. I'll stop after I open all one hundred."
Du Linyuan was still sulking. When he looked up at him, there was a hint of resentment in his eyes: "Then I'll take the box away."
She was about to get up when Si Jin forcibly pressed her back down with one hand.
The young emperor sat down again, and before he could react, a light kiss landed on his lips.
His beloved Jinjin kissed him, and now, with her eyes crinkled, she was close to him, whispering sweet nothings, "Don't you like kissing?"
"Then I'll open a letter and give you a kiss, okay?"
Thump—
Du Linyuan's heart skipped a beat, and his breathing became less light than usual, but he still stubbornly said, "No... there's nothing to see, those letters...!!!"
The words that were not finished were quickly swallowed up by Si Jin.
The man leaned close to him, almost touching his lips, and said with a smile, "I just love reading your letters; seeing the letter is like seeing you in person. You... um..."
Du Linyuan finally took the initiative and kissed her.
By candlelight, he maintained the same gentle kissing style as in the small park, pulling Si Jin into his arms.
After an unknown amount of time, Si Jin found herself pinned down on the red table by Du Linyuan.
His palm was facing up, and Du Linyuan was holding his hand, pressing it onto the hundredth letter.
The night was deep and the surroundings were so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Gradually, my breathing became erratic.
Because Du Linyuan cunningly took a bottle of wine from the side, kissed him with wine in his mouth, and even promised: "A kiss with the aroma of wine can be exchanged for two letters."
For some reason, Si Jin felt unusually peaceful tonight and did not stop him. However, when his vision became blurry, he felt that the other person was becoming more and more domineering, not even giving him a moment to breathe.
But he insisted on keeping his arms around Du Linyuan's neck, his fingertips twirling through his hair, and spoke between breaths: "A-Yuan, I..."
She was kissed, her voice completely drowned out. After what seemed like an eternity, Si Jin was finally able to speak again: "I'm fine..."
I was kissed again.
"I love you so much..."
I was kissed again and again.
I love you.
He wanted to say, "A-Yuan, I love you so much."
Despite being interrupted four times, Si Jin, unusually, didn't get impatient. Instead, she seemed to enjoy the frequent interruptions.
After an unknown amount of time, Si Jin felt as if he had been lifted up horizontally in his arms.
… …
Before she fainted, the last thing Si Jin thought of was Du Linyuan's gentle reply: "Jin Jin, I love you so much."
He loves him so much, regardless of gender or social status.
When Jinjin is drunk, she is more prone to dizziness than usual. By the time she finished washing up and lay down with him, it was almost midnight.
Thinking about the morning court session, Du Linyuan took a short nap for half an hour.
Even in such a short time, it was enough for "Si Jin" to create a dream for him with a calm and thoughtful arrangement.
He dreamt that the peach blossoms beside Huguo Temple in the east of the city were in full bloom, a breathtaking sight. He trapped Jinjin on a peach branch, kissing her as he listened to the distant sound of bells and chimes.
I think that most places of pleasure are like this, making people want to immerse themselves in them and never return to reality.
So much so that I still remembered the dream when I woke up.
As soon as the morning court session ended, I wanted to take Si Jin for a stroll in the east of the city and turn the dream into reality.
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