Chapter 12 Inviting Him to Sleep with Me
After strumming the string instrument twice, I heard Mr. Fu say with a smile, "I haven't heard you play for a long time. I wonder if your skills have improved?"
Jiang Nuanzhu lowered his eyes, feeling a little guilty.
She spends most of her time in the dance studio. She was also busy with her marriage to Yan Shi some time ago and has not touched the pipa for more than half a year.
Thinking that her engagement with Yan Shi had been cancelled, Jiang Nuanzhu felt inexplicably happy again.
Fu's house is built on the mountainside, with low walls around it. When you look up, you can see the mountains opposite, with clouds and mist dispersed by the warm sunlight.
Jiang Nuanzhu leaned on the corridor and looked at Xu Heyi who was thinking with a pen.
The man had clear features and a calm demeanor, like a graceful and handsome orchid in the courtyard.
She suddenly became interested and plucked the pipa strings with her fingertips.
As the prelude sounded, the leisurely melody passed through the pavilions and corridors in the mountains, and the lingering sound was free and easy, and even a bit lazy.
Jiang Nuanzhu became more and more absorbed in playing the piano, a faint smile appeared on the corners of her lips, and the leaves of the sycamore tree above her head rustled in the wind.
When the song ended, Xu Heyi calmly put down the last stroke on the paper and placed the brush on the pen holder leisurely.
Mr. Fu shook his head and smiled, "I haven't seen you for half a year, so your skills are a little rusty, but this song is full of true emotion. It seems that you are really happy to marry He Yi."
Jiang Nuanzhu was startled and tilted her head slightly, "Grandpa Fu likes to joke more and more."
After saying this, she couldn't help but think deeply. It seemed that she was indeed very relaxed when she was with Xu Heyi.
Perhaps it is because Xu Heyi is a very gentleman and always gives people enough respect.
Mr. Fu glanced at the calligraphy proposed by Xu Heyi and waved to Jiang Nuanzhu, "Come and help Grandpa take a look at this calligraphy."
Jiang Nuanzhu put down the pipa and walked forward. Her eyes fell on the landscape painting on the table and she recognized it at a glance.
"This is a painting by Grandpa from his early years."
Mr. Fu stroked his beard and chuckled, "Isn't it? This is one of his most proud paintings in his life. I put in a lot of effort to get it."
Mr. Jiang is a master of Chinese painting. He was famous both at home and abroad at a young age. In his later years, his health was poor and he hardly painted. Now every one of his paintings is priceless.
Jiang Nuanzhu brushed her fingertips across the painting and saw the words beside the towering mountains. She couldn't help but admire them: "The brushstrokes are calm, the strokes are strong and vigorous, the style is rigorous and elegant, it's worth a closer look."
Mr. Fu laughed heartily, rolled up the painting, and handed it to Jiang Nuanzhu, "Then take it home and appreciate it carefully."
Jiang Nuanzhu just remembered that this was the word Xu Heyi suggested. It seemed a little inappropriate to praise her husband like this in front of Grandpa Fu.
Her cheeks flushed slightly. "A gentleman doesn't take away what others like. I can't get Grandpa Fu's painting for free."
Old Master Fu stroked his beard and laughed, "A gift from an elder cannot be declined. Take it!"
In the end, Xu Heyi took the painting for Jiang Nuanzhu.
Walking out of the gate of Fu’s house, the trees on the roadside swayed and the sky looked like it was washed by water, bright and beautiful.
The two walked side by side, and Xu Heyi suddenly said: "...I have devoted my heart to Pipa for several years. You have been unhappy these years. I should have come to propose marriage earlier."
Jiang Nuanzhu stood there holding the pipa, staring at Xu Heyi in a daze. She didn't expect that he understood.
After a long silence, he finally opened his mouth and said, "It's all over."
Xu Heyi's eyes were dark and deep, "Yes, we still have a future."
When their eyes met, Jiang Nuanzhu smiled, feeling relieved.
When they returned to Jiang's house, a table full of dishes was already set out, including pear blossom pork rolls, stir-fried pear blossoms with scallops, cold-mixed pear blossoms, pear blossom beef soup... nine dishes and one soup, all related to pear blossoms.
Jiang Nuanzhu handed the pipa to Li Ma, glanced across the table, and smiled at Xu Heyi.
"I owe this pear blossom banquet to you."
Xu Heyi pulled out a chair for her and said calmly, "If you like it, can we come here often in the future?"
Jiang Nuanzhu's eyebrows moved slightly, and her voice was a little playful: "Come often? Once or twice is a guest, but if you come too often, I'm afraid grandpa will dislike us."
"Even if I dislike you, I won't dislike He Yi." Old Master Jiang came out with a cane and said with a smile, "I look forward to bringing him to visit Old Fu's house often in the future."
Old Master Jiang's words were full of pride, and it was obvious that he was very satisfied with his grandson-in-law Xu Heyi.
Jiang Nuanzhu sighed helplessly, "Grandpa, if you do this, Grandpa Fu will kick you out."
"He dares!" Old Master Jiang looked like a naughty old boy, making everyone laugh.
The laughter and joy of the meal, and the warmth accompanied by the fragrance of pears drifted to every corner of the yard.
After dinner, Xu Heyi and Jiang Nuanzhu accompanied Old Man Jiang for a walk.
Seeing Jiang Nuanzhu covering her face and yawning, Old Master Jiang waved his hand and said, "Heyi, go upstairs with Nuanzhu to rest."
Xu Heyi helped the old man sit down and replied in a deep voice, "Okay."
Jiang Nuanzhu has a habit of feeling dizzy after meals. It is not easy for her to accompany the old man for a walk, and now she is already a little sleepy and confused.
As soon as she reached the second floor, she lay down.
Jiang Nuanzhu caught a glimpse of Xu Heyi in a daze, patted the blanket beside him, opened and closed his mouth, and had no idea what he was saying.
As soon as I closed my eyes, I fell into a deep sleep.
Xu Heyi stood beside the bed, lowering his eyes to look at Jiang Nuanzhu's sleeping face.
Her fair skin was tinged with a faint blush, and her soft eyes were closed.
The tip of her nose is delicate and small, her lips are rosy, and she is sleeping soundly on the pillow, giving people a gentle feeling of peace and tranquility.
Xu Heyi's eyes darkened slightly, and his hand slowly fell on Jiang Nuanzhu's cheek. His fingertips gently stroked her cheek, landed on the corner of the girl's lips, and finally stopped.
Take your time, there's no rush.
More than half an hour later, Jiang Nuanzhu rubbed the soft pillow, opened his eyes comfortably, and his sight fell on an enlarged handsome face.
She was stunned for a while before she realized that the person lying next to her was Xu Heyi.
Xu Heyi was sleeping very straight, his deep eyes were slightly closed, the lines of his profile were perfect, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his chest was slightly rising and falling.
Jiang Nuanzhu was only surprised for a moment, and then she stood up gently for fear of waking up Xu Heyi.
Just as she was about to sit up straight, she found that the hem of her skirt was pressing down on Xu Heyi.
She lowered her eyes and stared at Xu Heyi's handsome face, holding her breath and preparing herself mentally. Just as she was about to grab the hem of her skirt and pull it out, the other party suddenly opened his eyes.
Jiang Nuanzhu's heart skipped a beat when she suddenly looked into his dark and deep eyes.
Got caught.
Jiang Nuanzhu was afraid that Xu Heyi would misunderstand that she had been staring at him for a long time, so she suddenly said, "I just woke up!"
After saying that, I felt it would be better not to explain.
"Yeah." Xu Heyi's voice was slightly hoarse. "Did you sleep well?"
"Slept well."
Jiang Nuanzhu lowered her head, pondering the pattern on her skirt, trying to ignore Xu Heyi's overly scorching gaze.
The room suddenly became quiet again.
After a while, Jiang Nuanzhu reminded quietly: "You are pressing my skirt."
"Sorry." Xu Heyi seemed to have just realized it and slowly supported himself to get up from the bed.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jiang Nuanzhu quietly pull out the hem of her skirt and turn her back to him.
The ends of her black hair slid over her collarbone and draped lazily over her shoulders. Her waist was slender and could be held in one hand.
Xu Heyi's larynx rolled up and down unconsciously.
Jiang Nuanzhu was just about to go to the bathroom to wash her face when she suddenly remembered something and turned around to ask, "Did I say anything to you before I went to bed?"
Xu Heyi had gotten out of bed at some point and was slowly tying his tie.
Hearing this, he turned his eyes slightly: "Just tell me to sleep next to you."
Jiang Nuanzhu froze in place.
Three seconds later, Jiang Nuanzhu staggered and fled from the bedroom with a flushed face.
She said that Xu Heyi was such a sensible man, how could he suddenly lie on the same bed with her for a nap.
It turned out that she was confused and invited him personally.
Jiang Nuanzhu was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look at Xu Heyi again, for fear of seeing a smile on his face.
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