Shen Shuyi was burned by his burning gaze, and snorted and threw the handkerchief into his hand, “Wipe it yourself.”
Zhou Qian wiped the sweat off his face hastily, then carefully folded the handkerchief and hid it in his arms.
Shen Shuyi despised him, “It’s all your sweat smell.”
"I'll go back and wash up." Zhou Qian held her hand, "Let's go home."
As soon as Shen Shuyi returned home, she habitually took a bath first. Zhou Qian knew that her bath would take a long time, so he went to another bathroom to take a bath and came back.
Unexpectedly, when I pushed the door open, I saw my wife sitting in front of the dressing table, combing her hair, wearing a white satin undergown embroidered with green bamboo. Her slender white neck was exposed, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.
Zhou Qian couldn't help but look into his eyes and walked over subconsciously.
"Ma'am, let me help you comb your hair."
Shen Shuyi glanced at him in the mirror and handed the comb back, "Be gentle."
"Okay." Zhou Qian's slender fingers shuttled through her black hair, and he was particularly gentle for fear that the rough fingertips would pull her long hair into disarray.
A quarter of an hour later, Shen Shuyi stopped him and quickly went to bed and lowered the gauze curtain.
"Do you want to turn off the lights?" Zhou Qian asked.
"Um."
Zhou Qian extinguished the candle and got on the bed. His eyesight was very sharp, and with the moonlight shining in from the window, he could clearly see the graceful figure lying on the bed.
Shen Shuyi was still not sleepy, "How is it going?"
"Your Majesty has asked the Dali Temple to investigate."
As Zhou Qian spoke, his hot breath sprayed on Shen Shuyi's face. The two of them were indeed very close to each other as they shared the same quilt.
It was autumn now and the nights were a bit chilly, but Shen Shuyi quickly felt the heat coming from the man.
"Husband, you're breathing a little heavy."
Zhou Qian wanted to hug her, and when he heard her say that, he felt his whole body tense up.
"Ma'am, can I kiss you?"
“But I didn’t hear any footsteps tonight…” Shen Shuyi looked puzzled.
Zhou Qian's large hand gently rested on the back of her hand, "Don't you like me a little bit? Can you give me a kiss? I won't do anything else."
Shen Shuyi raised her eyes, looked at him shyly, and quickly lowered her head.
Zhou Qian felt the same way, and with his long arms he pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly.
Shen Shuyi immediately felt the man's warm, sticky lips pressing down on her.
An unknown amount of time had passed before Zhou Qian reluctantly separated from her. He leaned in to the moonlight outside the window and saw his wife's crystal clear lips and pink cheeks. He raised his hand and pressed his thumb on the corner of Shen Shuyi's lips to wipe off the crystal clear water.
He restrained himself rationally, still feeling unsatisfied, he could only hold her quietly, leaning on each other, feeling extremely satisfied.
Shen Shuyi stammered, “Husband, I feel a little strange.”
"What's strange?" Zhou Qian asked her, and at the same time felt the person in his arms move a few times.
Chen Shuyi reached down and said, "Husband, did you sleep with a dagger? It hurt me..."
Zhou Qian's face flushed red, and he moved a little distance away in extreme embarrassment, "No."
"What is that? Could it be that you have another gift for me? Did you hide it?" Shen Shuyi's little hands were searching.
Zhou Qian grabbed her hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Yier, don't touch me."
"What is it? If you don't tell me, I'll be so curious that I can't sleep." Shen Shuyi looked at him with sparkling eyes.
Zhou Qian felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. How could he explain that just restraining the urge to continue kissing had used up all his self-control.
The book hidden in the bottom of the box suddenly flashed through my mind, and the description in it was vivid in my mind.
He said something vaguely.
"It's something that will make Madam feel comfortable..."
Shen Shuyi's curiosity grew stronger, and she broke free from his wrist to continue watching.
Zhou Qian felt that she was playing with fire, so he pressed her down and held her under him. At this time, her thin pajamas slid down her shoulders.
Shen Shuyi sensed the danger, and leaned softly against his chest, not even daring to breathe heavily, “What do you want to do?”
Zhou Qian held her shoulders and said fiercely, "I want to be your real husband and wife!"
The word "do" was emphasized particularly.
Shen Shuyi felt that he was holding back his anger, and she wanted to add fuel to the fire, so she took him down that night. Unexpectedly, the man wrapped her up in a blanket and held her in his arms, not letting her move.
"Go to sleep quickly. I'll take you to the other village to enjoy the autumn tomorrow."
…
The next morning, when Shen Shuyi opened her eyes, she saw a warm chest. She was lying in the man's broad arms.
"Awake?" Zhou Qian's hoarse voice sounded beside him.
She responded with a "hmm", and when she raised her hand, she saw a circle of red marks on her wrist.
"You, why did you clench so hard last night?"
Zhou Qian felt annoyed when he saw the red mark on her fair wrist. He did not use any force, but he did not expect his wife to be so delicate.
Realizing that this was the mark he had left behind, Zhou Qian's eyes darkened, and coupled with the unique impulse of the morning, he felt his blood rushing to his head.
Shen Shuyi was held in his arms again, and she supported herself, “Don’t, get up.”
The man buried his head in her neck, his voice low and hoarse, "Yier, let's be real husband and wife, okay?"
"You made such a solemn promise before we got married, are you going to go back on your word?" Shen Shuyi just wanted to tease him and see how long he could endure.
Zhou Qian looked at the pair of beautiful eyes and said quickly: "No, I just can't help myself."
He and his beloved wife sleep in the same bed under the same quilt every day, and she is so coquettish and flirtatious without realizing it, which really makes him feel suffocated. If this continues for a long time, he might really become "incapable".
Shen Shuyi really envied Zhou Qian's strong and powerful body, but if she pushed him down now...she hadn't teased him enough...
It was rare to see him like this, and Shen Shuyi found it particularly interesting.
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