Chapter 166: I'm too old, why do you still throw yourself into my arms?
Yu Qinghuan wanted to bang her head against the wall. She felt like Cheng Gongjin had something on her. She was definitely possessed by a ghost just now, but Cheng Gongjin didn't refuse!
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt justified. This was not her fault alone. Besides, it was not the first time. Didn’t she bite him last time in Jiuchong Mountain?
She ignored Cheng Gongjin's words and started to defend herself, "Mr. Cheng, I didn't stand firmly just now, so I offended you. But you could have pushed me away, but you didn't. This shows that this is not my fault alone."
Cheng Gongjin: "I'm drunk and have no strength."
Yu Qinghuan was silent. It was true that he was drunk, but how could he not have strength? Besides, it was he who was disheveled. Could he blame himself?
Cheng Gongjin looked at her quietly for a while, then asked, "Madam Yu, do you think I'm old?"
Yu Qinghuan was stunned. What?
Meeting her puzzled gaze, Cheng Gongjin pursed his lips and said, "I'm thirty-three."
Yu Qinghuan still looked puzzled. She didn't even ask him his age.
Cheng Gongjin's voice was calm, but his words were full of calculation: "Since returning from Jiuchong Mountain, Madam Yu has been talking about me every three sentences. Isn't it because she thinks I'm old?"
Yu Qinghuan was silent. Thirty-three was not old at all. He was in the prime of his life.
Judging from appearance alone, this man is about the same age as those handsome young men in their early twenties, otherwise I wouldn't have been bewitched and seduced by his beauty just now.
The three words "old man" were her "respectful title" for the Mr. Cheng in front of her, and she got used to calling him that. She never thought that this seemingly cold person would actually be secretly fussing over something until now.
Her mind worked quickly, and she opened her mouth and said, "I heard that Lord Cheng has been an official in the court for more than ten years, so he has this honorific title. Lord Cheng is in his prime and doesn't look old at all."
"If you don't like it, I won't call you that anymore."
Cheng Gongjin's deep gaze fell on her face, causing Yu Qinghuan to stiffen. Only then did she realize that she had shouted again and had not changed her words at all.
The night wind blew past, making her back feel cold. "It's getting late, please take care of yourself. I'll be leaving soon."
After she finished speaking, she ran away, fearing that Cheng Gongjin would call her back and hold her accountable for her previous disrespect.
Watching Yu Qinghuan's almost fleeing figure disappear in the yard, Cheng Gongjin stood up, tugged the loose collar of his clothes with his cold white fingertips, and casually picked up the fallen coat and put it on.
At this time, the kitten that was hooking with Yu Qinghuan ran out from the corner again, rubbed against Cheng Gongjin's feet in a flattering manner, and made a whimpering sound.
Cheng Gongjin leaned over, picked up the cat from the ground and held it in his arms. He took out two pieces of dried meat from somewhere and fed them to the cat's mouth.
The kitten couldn't wait to open its mouth and start eating. After eating, it licked the fingertips of Cheng Gongjin who was feeding it. Then it found a comfortable position in his arms, squinting its eyes and snoring.
A soft look appeared in Cheng Gongjin's eyes, which was extremely inconsistent with his personality.
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After escaping back to his own yard, Yu Qinghuan moved a pot of flowers with great effort and blocked the wooden door.
Sang Ru heard the noise and walked out of the house. She saw her daughter taking great pains to move a pot of flowers in front of the wooden door to block it.
Yu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, but the moment he turned around and saw Sang Ru, a trace of guilt appeared on his face.
Having followed his own girl for more than ten years, Sang Ru could tell something from Yu Qinghuan's expression without asking. He must have been seduced by the cat next door. Maybe he did something shameful in the next yard, so he came back and blocked the door with a flower pot.
She couldn't help but remind her, "Girl, that door leads to the next door."
What this means is that even if the flower pot is placed there, it cannot block the door. Unless it is locked, the cat next door will still come to open the door and seduce people.
Of course Yu Qinghuan knew that the door led to the next door, and the flower pot was placed there to block her way so that she wouldn't be unable to resist running to the next door one day.
She coughed lightly and said, "Just leave it like this, otherwise it won't look nice when it's empty."
Sang Ru saw through it but didn't say anything. As long as the door was not locked, the cat next door that came to seduce people would sooner or later turn into a human.
Logically speaking, as a servant, she should have said a few words of advice. After all, Lord Cheng didn't look like someone who was easy to mess with. But the girl didn't look like someone who was annoying. She would probably enjoy it after a while.
That night, Yu Qinghuan had a dream.
In the empty yard, the cold white moonlight shone on the man in front of me. It was hazy and I couldn't see his expression clearly. I could only catch a glimpse of a large area of tight skin under his slightly open collar.
This man's aloof and cold temperament formed a sharp contrast with his current appearance.
Yu Qinghuan slowly approached, hooked her arms around the man's neck, and pressed her soft lips against his, eager to claim what she wanted from the man in front of her.
She tremblingly lifted the man's loose collar, and her fingertips slid in along the collar, touching a burning chest. Her nose then smelled a faint scent of ink, and her body gradually became hot, wanting more.
But at this moment, the man grabbed her wrist, a frivolous smile on his face, "So it's not the cat that Madam Yu covets, it's me?"
Yu Qinghuan's eyelashes trembled, and she looked at the person in front of her with great effort.
A face that seems to be carved out of beautiful jade, with a noble and cold temperament that cannot be desecrated.
When she saw that it was Cheng Gongjin, she immediately withdrew her hand and wanted to leave, but was pulled back by the wrist and fell into the man's arms.
Cheng Gongjin looked at her with a cold gaze, his bony fingers caressing her face as if scratching a kitten, but then he suddenly grabbed her neck and said in a cold voice, "If you dislike my age, why are you throwing yourself into my arms?"
The neck was strangled, the force was not strong, but it forced Yu Qinghuan to raise his head.
She opened her lips, wanting to explain that she didn't throw herself into his arms, but her throat seemed to be blocked and she couldn't speak. She could only breathe rapidly and watch the other person approach her, struggling in vain with her hands and feet.
Cheng Gongjin lowered his eyes to watch her eyelashes flutter as she struggled, and chuckled softly, "Or maybe, Madam Yu actually likes older people, huh?"
Before Yu Qinghuan could speak, he suddenly increased the strength of his grip on her neck, lowered his eyes and opened his lips, blocking her breath and forcefully plundering her scent.
The temperature of Cheng Gongjin's palm was so hot that it made people tremble. The touch of his teeth brushing against his lips made Yu Qinghuan feel a hint of pleasure in the midst of suffocation.
She wanted to break free, but was hooked and entangled, gradually sinking into extreme fear and pleasure.
Cheng Gongjin intensified the rubbing of his lips, his breathing becoming heavier, as if he wanted to rub the person in front of him into his body.
After an unknown amount of time, Yu Qinghuan finally got a chance to breathe, only to see the man's eyes bloodshot. He rubbed his thumb across his neck, and said in a cold tone, "I'm so tired, ...
"You really covet me."
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