Chapter 12
Su Wanxing also took Nineteen to Zhuxuan's funeral.
Zhu Xuan's father knelt before the coffin, his heart filled with despair.
Huizhi saw Su Wanxing bow deeply to her.
"Ms. Su, thank you."
"It's alright, I'm just sorry I couldn't help Zhuxuan."
"You are Miss Su, the one who spoke up for my son in court."
Zhu Xuan's father stood up and stumbled toward Su Wanxing.
"Yes, I just didn't expect it to turn out like this."
The old man smiled.
"My son is already honored to have two friends like you."
Please don't say that.
Huizhi took out a bag of silver coins from his pocket and put it into the old man's hand.
"This is Zhuxuan's wages over the years, please accept it."
The old man quickly returned it.
“That won’t do. I know Zhuxuan takes his money home every day; it’s not his wages. Huizhi, you’re not having an easy time either, so please don’t help this old man anymore.”
"Of course this isn't my money. It was given to me by Boss Yaoji after hearing about this. Please accept it, otherwise I won't be able to explain myself when I get back."
Su Wanxing quickly echoed.
"Thank you, thank you both."
The three of them left Zhu Xuan's house.
"I didn't expect Boss Yaoji to be such a nice person."
"Yes, she really took good care of us."
"Then when you get back, please give a message to Boss Yao Ji and tell her we'll visit Mingyue Pavilion another day."
"Okay, Miss Su."
Huizhi left in a hurry.
"I didn't expect you to have such good taste."
"What's the meaning?"
"What boss would spend so much money on their employees' families?"
"Huh? You mean to say?"
"Such a big money bag, I bet Huizhi paid for most of the money herself."
Su Wanxing watched Huizhi's departing figure, dressed in white, looking like a celestial being.
Nineteen waved his hand in front of Su Wanxing's eyes.
"Stop looking, they're all gone."
"I didn't!"
Su Wanxing took Shijiu to the street to pick out watermelons.
"Boss, how much is the watermelon?"
"Oh, miss, which one would you like?"
Based on her years of life experience, Su Wanxing picked out two big juicy gossips.
"Boss, how much are these two?"
The boss weighed it.
"I'll give you a discount if you buy both together, two hundred coins."
"Alright, Nineteen, take the melon."
Back home, Su Wanxing couldn't wait to cut open the watermelon, slice off a piece, and taste it.
"Mmm! So sweet, no wonder I picked it. Nineteen, you should have some too."
Nineteen walked over to Su Wanxing, picked up the watermelon from her hand, and took a bite.
"It's really sweet."
Su Wanxing lowered her head, feeling teased.
"Go cut yourself a piece, why are you eating mine?"
Nineteen bent down to look at Su Wanxing.
"The one the young lady ate was even sweeter."
Su Wanxing listened to her own strong heartbeat, and her face involuntarily turned red.
"What, Miss, you don't believe me?"
Nineteen lowered his head, took a bite of watermelon, and fed it to Su Wanxing.
The sweet watermelon burst in my mouth, and unlike the first time, the kiss was much gentler.
Nineteen took the watermelon from Su Wanxing and put it aside.
The kiss deepened, his tongue, burning hot, explored Su Wanxing's mouth. Her breathing became rapid, their warm breaths brushing against each other's faces. Su Wanxing's hands unconsciously climbed up his back, her fingertips sinking into his clothes, feeling his warmth and strong heartbeat. Time seemed to freeze, leaving only their intertwined breaths and increasingly rapid heartbeats.
Nineteen kept stroking Su Wanxing's ears, which were burning red. With his other hand, he held Su Wanxing tightly, as if trying to melt her into his body. Feeling Su Wanxing's response, the two continued to entwine. When they finally separated and were panting, Nineteen was panting even more heavily.
"Miss, it's so hot!"
Nineteen picked up Su Wanxing and placed her on the table.
Her eyes were glistening with tears, like an innocent puppy frantically seducing Su Wanxing.
Su Wanxing cupped Shijiu's face in her hands.
"nineteen"
"What's wrong, Miss?"
Why did you do that?
"Because Nineteen likes Miss."
Su Wanxing was struck by this answer and closed her eyes to return the kiss.
Nineteen's hands gripped Su Wanxing's clothes tightly, enjoying everything Su Wanxing brought him.
Starting from the forehead, it fell in fine drops, first to the center of the brow, then to the eyes, and then down to the lips, which were gently pried open.
It's unclear how much time passed before Su Wanxing finally stopped.
The time when reason was destroyed carried with it the deep affection between the two.
Su Wanxing gradually came to her senses and saw that she had messed up Shijiu's clothes, and the muscles on his chest were beginning to show.
Nineteen also glanced down.
"Would you like to see, Miss? Then I'll take it off now so you can have a good look."
Su Wanxing stopped Nineteen's hand.
No, don't.
"That's true. It's not night yet. May I go to Miss's room tonight?"
"ah?"
Su Wanxing hadn't expected the 19th National Congress to be so open.
Nineteen then looked at Su Wanxing with an innocent expression.
"Does Miss look down on nineteen?"
No, no, it's just...
"I will definitely surpass all the men before you, Miss."
"Me! I don't have any men."
Why does the young lady always go to see that young master Huizhi?
"But Huizhi only sells her art, not her body."
"Has the young lady not had any other men before?"
"Of course not!"
Nineteen was secretly pleased and hugged Su Wanxing.
"Then Nineteen was Miss's first man."
Su Wanxing listened to Nineteen's strong heartbeat, feeling both worried and excited.
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