Chapter 66 Waiting for You to Get Better
Wen Ningxue's cheeks were rosy, and she turned her head away, not daring to look at him. She could only let him take off her clothes one by one and throw them on the stool outside the screen.
In the end, only a small plain silk dress remained that clung to her delicate curves.
Xie Jinglan's gaze lingered on her for a moment, his Adam's apple rolling slightly.
He raised his hand and took off his outer robe neatly.
Then, she took off her inner clothes, leaving only a pair of dark panties, revealing the tight and smooth lines of her shoulders and back.
Water vapor filled the air behind the screen, making the figures of the two people slightly hazy.
He tightened his arms and lowered her into the bathtub, when her round, soft breast suddenly pressed heavily against his chest.
Xie Jinglan's breathing suddenly stopped and his back tensed instantly.
He lowered his head, his gaze falling on her steamy face. His Adam's apple rolled fiercely in his neck, and his voice became a little hoarse. "The water is a little hot, is it okay with you?"
Wen Ning nodded, "Okay."
She thought the temperature was just right.
The water swayed gently over their waists and abdomens. She was a little stiff at first, with her fingertips curled up and hanging in the water, until he supported her knees with his warm palms, gently lifted her legs and placed them at his side.
"Will this make you more comfortable?"
She didn't say anything, just said "hmm" softly.
"Ning'er's period lasts four days every month?"
A flush of blood suddenly spread across her porcelain-white face. Just knowing that she had her period was embarrassing enough, but how come he even knew the exact number of days?
She could only respond, "Well, roughly four days a month."
"Why is it taking so long?" The man frowned, rubbing his fingertips along her round shoulders, his tone showing genuine concern, "Will it be uncomfortable?"
Wen Ning bit her lip and turned away. "It will be uncomfortable, but normally it lasts three to seven days. Mine isn't the longest."
Xie Jinglan heard this, his tone filled with a hint of helplessness and melancholy, "So, from now on, I won't be able to touch Ning'er for four days every month."
"You!" She reached out to push him away, "Who allowed the Marquis to set this date?"
"That's for sure," he leaned in closer, his nose almost touching hers, and lowered his voice to a husky tone, "You've been weak these past few days, so naturally I have to endure it."
There were tiny drops of water on her eyelashes, like a layer of morning dew, as if they would roll down with just a breath.
The man's Adam's apple rolled slightly, but he couldn't help himself and suddenly leaned over to kiss the trembling wet eyelashes.
"Itchy..." Wen Ning muttered softly and shrank into his arms.
That unintentional rubbing was like a spark falling on dry wood, and the man's fingertips almost pinched into the soft flesh on her waist.
The big palm began to stroke the snow-white fat disobediently, and the woman's shame was like a drop of ink in water, spreading layer by layer on her skin.
Her icy skin, as white as snow, glowed like hibiscus in the candlelight, and she couldn't help but moan softly.
Holding the delicate girl in his arms, the man could no longer restrain himself and bent down to kiss her ripe cherry-like lips.
In front of her, his self-control, which he boasted about, always seemed to be vulnerable.
The warmth from the steam mixed with the sweet fragrance of honey immediately made him lose his composure.
He tilted his head slightly, deepening the kiss.
The tip of his tongue brushed across her tightly clenched teeth, grinding against her gasping breath and usurping her fragrance.
Her breath was completely taken away by him, and she could only cling to his shoulders helplessly.
The white gauze dress could not hide her trembling, and the blush burned from behind her ears to the corners of her eyes.
Xie Jinglan took off the last bit of covering on her body, but suddenly stopped.
Reason returned, and he still took into consideration her newly recovered body. He only gently rubbed the corner of her lips, his voice hoarse.
"You're in good health now, and your period has just ended. I'll wait a little longer until you feel better..."
Water vapor filled the air between the two of them. Wen Ning half leaned in his arms, her cheek against his wet and hot chest, breathing slowly.
Xie Jinglan suppressed the surging emotions.
He took a deep breath, picked up the small cloth soaked in the scent of soapberry, and slowly moved it down along her neck.
His fingertips were very light, making only small circles on the snow-white skin. His palms deliberately avoided those seductive curves and focused only on wiping her shoulders and arms.
After bathing, the two stood up and straightened their clothes. The plain silk undergarments still had a warm fragrance from the sun, which was refreshing and soaked into the fabric.
Xie Jinglan leaned back in the armchair and gently held her in his arms.
"The epidemic is finally over, and Liancheng has been slowly coming back to life these past few days. The government said that they'll be setting off a huge fireworks display by the moat on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month in a few days, to liven up the city."
"Fireworks?" Wen Ning looked up at her, her eyes full of broken stars. "Then can we take Xibao with us? He has never seen what fireworks look like."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of short legs "thump thump thump" came from outside the door.
As soon as Xibao opened the door, he was met with this scene.
Hou Nie was holding his mother in his arms. The two of them were squeezed into an armchair. His mother's face was pressed against Hou Nie's chest, and they looked very intimate.
I didn’t see it last time, but this time I really saw it clearly.
Wen Ning's cheeks were burning hot, and she struggled out of his arms by getting up.
She bent down and embraced the little boy, and said to him softly, "Xibao, from now on, you must knock on the door before entering, and wait for the permission of the person in the room before you can enter. Remember?"
Xibao blinked his round eyes and looked at his mother's red ears.
He used to go straight into the house to look for his mother, but now he has to knock on the door before entering.
Although he didn't quite understand, he still replied obediently, "I've already moved in."
Little Xibao saw that his mother and Hou Nie were both wearing middle-length clothes, which were clothes they would wear when sleeping.
"Hou Nie, mother, do you want to sleep?"
As soon as these words came out, the heat that had just subsided in Wen Ning's face instantly surged back to her cheeks, but she heard a low laugh coming from beside her.
"No, no, it's...it's because the weather is too hot, so I changed to a lighter material."
Xiao Xibao suddenly realized that his mother was right. It was indeed very hot that day, and he also felt that the middle shirt was cooler.
He nodded seriously.
He tilted his little face up and looked at the Marquis with his dark eyes.
Then the little hand subconsciously reached into her arms, and soon she took out a warm jade pendant.
This was what he was holding when he was sleeping in the Marquis's arms a few days ago.
My mother said that this thing is valuable and needs to be returned to the Marquis.
But his mother and the Marquis seemed to be very busy these days, and he rarely saw them. He didn't expect to get the chance today.
"Hou Nie, here's your jade." The little guy stood on tiptoe and handed the jade pendant to Xie Jinglan.
Xie Jinglan looked at the dough-like little hand. It was so small, yet it held the jade piece steadily.
"Now that I've given it to you, keep it."
"No, my lord."
Wen Ning frowned slightly when she heard this. She remembered that he always carried this piece of jade with him, so it must be very valuable.
"This thing is too valuable. How can I give it to Xibao? What if it gets bumped or lost? Wouldn't that be a shame?"
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