"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, are you alright? I, I'm just so happy."
Looking at his fawning expression, Su Qingci raised her hand to smooth down her frizzy bangs and said irritably, "Hurry up and bake it, it's so annoying."
"Hey, sit down, sit down, it'll be ready soon."
Song Jingzhou scurried back to the grill, picked up the beef and mutton and a grilled fish from the grill onto a plate, and placed them on the table next to him.
"Qingci, you eat first, I'll bake some more."
Su Qingci's gaze immediately fell on the plate on the table. She grabbed a skewer of mutton, took a bite, and was greeted by a fragrant aroma with a hint of spiciness. Every bite was an ultimate taste experience.
"It would be perfect to have some wine with this at this moment."
Without hesitation, Su Qingci turned and walked into the inner room.
Soon, a jug of Wuliangye liquor was poured out.
Plates of freshly baked food were served.
Su Qingci looked at the six or seven plates on the table and called out to Song Jingzhou, "Alright, alright, we can bake more if we don't have enough later."
"Hey, it's coming right away, and there are two strings of bird eggs too."
When the food was served, Song Jingzhou took off his apron, washed his hands and wiped his face before sitting down at the table.
After Song Jingzhou sat down at the table, Su Qingci poured him a glass of wine. Seeing that Su Qingci was in a good mood, and since he was also in a good mood, the two of them drank three glasses in a row.
"Qingci, shall we go to Liuhuai Lane tomorrow?"
"What are you doing? Do you want milk?"
"When we go to propose marriage, we need Grandma and Mom and Dad to agree before we can get the marriage certificate."
"I just don't know what the conditions are like where you live?"
"No, no, no, I'll go to the department store tomorrow morning and get you everything you need, including the 'three turns, one sound,' and '128 legs' (referring to various accessories and accessories), and buy some groceries. I'll invite everyone to eat here!"
Su Qingci thought for a moment, "I've had this courtyard for so long, but I haven't told my family yet. Let's have a meal together and use it as a housewarming party."
"Let's forget about the 'three turns and one sound' stuff. We already have a bicycle, I don't know how to use a sewing machine, I don't like radios, I already have two watches, and as for legs, we have everything we need at home, so there's no need to get anything else. Let's leave it at that."
Song Jingzhou, looking like a devoted husband, used his chopsticks to tear off pieces of meat from the beef and lamb skewers and feed them to Su Qingci, saying, "Okay, I'll do whatever you say."
Su Qingci's cheeks were stuffed full, and she said unhappily, "Alright, alright, eating skewers is only truly enjoyable when you do it yourself."
"You eat yours."
"Come on, let's have another drink."
When they had almost finished eating the food on the table, they were both a little drowsy.
Su Qingci, clutching her forehead, staggered to a nearby bench and lay down. "I'm dizzy, hehe."
Song Jingzhou's face seemed to be flushed with the sunset. He stood up, leaning on the table, wrung out a handkerchief to wipe her hands and face, and then brought out a pot of cold boiled water from inside the house, poured a large cup for Su Qingci, and handed it to her.
"Drink some water, it'll help you sober up."
Su Qingci leaned forward, looking at the man who was half-squatting in front of her, a drunken smile on her lips, her eyes hazy as she stared at Song Jingzhou.
She raised her hand and touched Song Jingzhou's burning cheek.
"Bringing honor to the family and ancestors? You have a fever, it's so hot!"
When she was drunk, she lost her usual arrogance and became incredibly quiet and obedient.
That alluring, half-drunk demeanor captivated him in an instant, almost making him lose control.
Song Jingzhou affectionately ruffled her hair. "You said you can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, come and have some water."
Su Qingci tilted her head back and took a sip of the water that Song Jingzhou handed her, her small hand nimbly slipping inside his shirt collar.
"You've brought honor to our ancestors; your breasts are even bigger than mine." His tone was full of jealousy.
Song Jingzhou looked at her silly face with her head tilted and her eyes sparkling; damn, she was beautiful.
He chuckled and leaned closer, saying, "You were the one who started this harassment."
After saying that, he eagerly looked up and kissed her lips.
Awkward and awkward, his words overwhelmed Su Qingci's breath. Su Qingci was stunned for a moment, then grabbed Song Jingzhou's head and pulled him close.
He took the initiative, deepening the kiss, urgent yet tender.
They kept kissing.
Su Qingci's restless hands wandered along Song Jingzhou's waist, creating ripples.
Song Jingzhou instinctively shuddered, caught off guard, a pleasant and wonderful feeling, indescribable and overwhelming.
He gasped for breath and called out hoarsely, "Qingci~"
His eyes held an barely suppressed glint, and his voice was both cheerful and hurried.
Su Qingci felt very hot and murmured, "To bring honor to our ancestors, you have to do as I say..."
Song Jingzhou instantly lost his mind, reached out and picked up Su Qingci, then walked into the house.
Su Qingci felt a pair of warm and strong hands on her waist.
A fresh feeling made her hum softly.
In an instant, her clothes fell to the ground, and Su Qingci, emboldened by the alcohol, shouted, "Bring glory to our ancestors!"
Song Jingzhou's voice was extremely hoarse, "Qingci!"
At that moment, her soft, coquettish voice rang out: "Bring honor to the family and ancestors, listen to me?"
As Su Qingci murmured softly, Song Jingzhou's defenses crumbled once more, and he pressed his lips against hers.
Song Jingzhou tensed up, beads of sweat quickly gathering on his forehead. Only after the person in his arms relaxed did he dare to take the next step.
"Qing porcelain!"
Su Qingci readily complied.
Song Jingzhou is a good student.
Before I knew it, I had caught up with Su Qingci's rhythm.
The two floated together among the clouds, eventually climbing to the top of the sky, drifting and sinking, unable to control themselves.
After a long while, Su Qingci, her eyes and brows full of allure, wrapped her arms around Song Jingzhou's neck and lay quietly on his chest.
"How about it?"
Song Jingzhou chuckled softly, then hugged the person in his arms tightly. "Little wildcat, you're so bold."
At this moment, Su Qingci resembled a lazy kitten who had eaten and drunk her fill.
Do you like it?
"I like you, so I like everything about you."
His kisses traveled from her cheek down to her collarbone, nibbling at her earlobe.
Su Qingci sensed his eagerness, then chuckled softly, staring intently at him.
"Bringing honor to your ancestors, you've gone astray!"
Song Jingzhou, panting, his eyes deep: "It's all thanks to Qingci's excellent teaching~"
"Teach me again, I'll listen carefully."
"You treated me so well just now, so it's my turn to reciprocate!"
Men are naturally gifted in this area, and Song Jingzhou had already transformed into a seasoned, hungry wolf.
The solid wood bed creaked and swayed, its sound mingling with the smell of sweat, filling the entire room.
Suddenly, a scream rang out, and Song Jingzhou's scalp tightened upon hearing it.
He froze, thinking he had hurt the person in his arms.
The person in his arms was displeased and gently patted his back with her small hand.
"Guang means to bring glory to one's ancestors."
"Give me a couple more hits over there."
Upon hearing this, Song Jingzhou nearly lost his composure, only waiting for the storm to rage even more fiercely.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
