Chapter 39. Li and Li repeatedly asked for water.
A gloomy smell permeated the cramped carriage.
Li Yu was bent over, his waist and abdomen spasming uncontrollably, but he still held Qin Song's ankle tightly and pressed it against his body.
Qin Song could feel the expansion and contraction of her abdominal muscles, which made her heart flutter as well.
His neck was tinged with a light red, and after a few deep breaths, he gently loosened his grip.
A ring of finger marks was left around Qin Song's ankle, slowly turning from white to pink, then to red. The warm touch and the dampness on the soles of her feet stimulated her nerves, as if all her senses were being amplified infinitely.
A fine sheen of sweat clung to Li Yu's nose, probably from the heat. He loosened his shirt a little, tilted his head back, half-closed his eyes, and gazed at Qin Song with satisfaction, his lips parted as he breathed, his chest heaving more heavily.
His jawline, which didn't appear sharp, straightened along his neck as he tilted his head back, and his beautiful Adam's apple moved up and down with his breath, making him look very approachable.
Unfortunately, apart from being forced to participate with his right foot, Qin Song actually only watched one match from the sidelines.
Surprisingly, you can use your feet too.
It did broaden her horizons.
The feeling of her feet being pressed against the fabric lingered, the stickiness seeping through the fabric and creeping onto her skin with an indescribable allure.
As Li Yu's eyes gradually regained some clarity, she smiled gently at Qin Song as her breathing became slightly calmer.
He seemed to really want to kiss her, yet he also seemed to have already satisfied himself.
His gaze swept over her lips, then he lowered his head and gently lifted her foot, wiping away the dirt stuck to the sole of her foot with his bare hands.
The touch of his fingertips tickled the sole of his foot, and Qin Song immediately shrank back.
"Don't move, it's still dirty." He reflexively grabbed her foot and carefully wiped it with the hem of his clean shirt.
His voice had changed; perhaps he had just cried, or perhaps the lingering effects of the crying hadn't faded, but it carried a deep, magnetic quality.
Qin Song was instantly captivated, his eyes following the movements of his hands intently.
His fingers were long and slender, without any coarse hair, and his nails were neatly trimmed. When his hands were at rest, the backs of his hands were fair and smooth. When he exerted a little force, the veins that exuded masculine power bulged out, and the veins throbbed and swelled. Every state of his hands fascinated Qin Song.
Especially now, the slippery feel clinging to the soles of her feet, the dampness lingering between her toes, is making one's heart flutter.
She was so engrossed in watching that Li Yu had already helped her put on her shoes and socks, gently kissed her ankles and calves, and then put her feet down.
"Find an inn."
Li Yu turned to A Zhao outside the car and gave him instructions.
Ah Zhao responded, climbed into the car, and drove into the city.
As the carriage started moving, Li Yu remained kneeling at her feet, using the dry part of his robe to cover her from the dampness, and then helped her wrap her cloak tighter. He then looked up at her and said, "Let's go to the inn first, freshen up, and then return to the yamen."
Qin Song felt parched from his gaze and wanted to tease him, but Ah Zhao was right outside the curtain, so she was too embarrassed to do anything rash and had to hold back.
She endured it, but he never truly let it go.
"We've arrived, young master."
Ah Zhao did not lift the curtain for his young master as usual, but instead got out of the carriage and waited quietly.
Li Yu then slowly stood up, deliberately ignoring her disheveled state, and said, "I'll carry you."
Her skirt was ripped and he was dirty; it was indeed a good idea for them to cover each other while he held her.
Li Yu carried Qin Song into the inn. The city was desolate, with few shops still open for business. This was the cleanest place A Zhao had chosen.
The innkeeper was also waiting for the government to distribute grain, so he didn't provide meals. He simply gave Ah Zhao a room number and prepared to leave.
"Prepare hot water," Li Yu instructed as she went upstairs.
In the middle of the night, before the person had even settled into their room, they were urgently calling for water. The owner went to the backyard with a bitter face.
Ah Zhao followed behind Li Yu. Before they even went upstairs, he heard his master instruct: "Prepare two sets of clothes, one for men and one for women, from the inside out."
Ah Zhao turned around with a bitter face. Given the current situation in Yunzhou City, and with it being the middle of the night, which clothing store would be open?
But his young master's absent-minded appearance after leaving the post station had already frightened him. He couldn't bother him with this matter any further, so he gritted his teeth and was determined to get it done.
On the second floor of the inn, the owner gave the two of them a superior room at the very end of the corridor.
Li Yu walked very fast. Whether he was afraid of getting dirty on her or afraid that she would encounter his blatant despicable behavior, he lifted her very high and used more force, making the muscles in his arms and chest bulge more obviously.
Because both of them were in a sorry state, he deliberately let go of her cloak, which hung down to cover his disheveled appearance.
But as he went upstairs, he accidentally stepped on the corner of the cloak and almost stumbled and fell. He braced himself with his legs and quickly straightened up, narrowly escaping disaster.
But when he looked up again, his earlobes, which had been red all night, turned even redder. The hand that was supporting her knees suddenly curled up his fingers, not daring to touch her with his palm.
Qin Song seemed to sense something, "You touched it?"
Li Yu hummed in agreement and quickly went to her room.
As soon as she landed, he immediately took off his outer robe, placed it on the wooden step, and let her sit on it. Then he picked up the bedding from the bed and wrapped her completely in it. "The water will be here soon."
"What do you think it is?" Qin Song asked him deliberately, wrapped in the blanket.
Li Yu helped her wrap the blanket tightly, then slowly withdrew his hand and opened it to her, saying, "It's red."
Sure enough, my period came!
She thought it was because she had been too rough with Lu Youchuan, and her lower abdomen was slightly swollen. It turned out that her period had started.
This was probably the greatest punishment for her lustful desires.
The stunningly beautiful Xiao Liyu was right in front of her, yet she couldn't touch her.
Qin Song sighed silently, took the hot water Li Yu handed him, and warmed his hands while drinking it.
Since she couldn't take a bath during her period, and clean clothes hadn't been delivered for a long time, Li Yu had to wash herself first.
In the quiet room separated by a curtain, steam filled the air and the sound of water could be heard. "A bath for two would be nice," Qin Song thought, propping his head up with his hand.
But Li Yu went in and didn't come out for a long time. She propped her head up and soon started to feel sleepy.
When Li Yu finished washing up and came out, Qin Song had already fallen asleep leaning against the small table.
Qin Song opened her eyes when a light argument broke out, only to find herself in complete darkness. She was lying on the bed, with Li Yu's cloak neatly placed beneath her.
A warm hand rested on her lower abdomen, gently massaging her belly.
Qin Song twisted his head slightly, and a voice whispered in his ear, "Shh."
Li Yu's scent was right beside me, a cool, refreshing fragrance mixed with a faint soapy aroma, which smelled wonderful.
He lay on his side next to Qin Song, and even in the darkness, one could sense his fiery eyes fixed on her face, though he was holding his breath, listening intently to the conversation coming from the next room.
Qin Song also became alert.
She could hear two men talking in the next room, one with a deep voice and the other with a high voice, both middle-aged, but speaking in a vulgar northern accent that she couldn't understand a word of.
Upon closer listening, Qin Song's eyes widened slightly as the pronunciation of the words "Tao Qingyang" frequently appeared in their conversation.
Moreover, one of the voices sounded very familiar, but Qin Song wasn't sure.
Not long after, a door slammed shut, and a series of footsteps hurriedly left.
There was one person left in the room, and there was no movement for a long time.
About half a cup of tea later, the light next to him went out, and the remaining person walked away at a leisurely pace, pretending to be normal.
The surroundings fell silent. Li Yu remained lying next to Qin Song, rubbing her stomach, seemingly enjoying the opportunity to be alone with her in the darkness.
Without the sound to distract me, the breathing of the person next to me grew heavier and heavier.
A soft swallowing sound followed, and the person beside her seemed to have mustered up their courage, slowly lowering their head and leaning in to kiss her.
Whether it was because he couldn't see in the dark or because he was too flustered, he missed the first kiss, and only managed to peck her hairline on the second.
Then came the rumbling of a heartbeat echoing in the darkness.
"There was someone outside the door with unclear intentions just now, so in a hurry, I had no choice but to turn off the light and lie down."
Li Yu opened and closed her lips, exhaling air that landed on Qin Song's face, burning hot.
A breeze swept across her cheeks and eyelashes, tickling Qin Song. She subconsciously shifted her body and touched his knee, which was hot and completely naked.
That's right, his clothes were dirty too.
However, in that case, she would have to try a couple of bites.
Her hand, which was under the covers, quietly moved over, but at first it didn't reach the right spot and brushed against his firm abdominal muscles.
"Well……"
An indescribable soft murmur suddenly rang in my ears.
At the same time, the person next to her trembled and poked her directly in the waist.
Is he really just hot-blooded and impetuous?
From what she noticed, he had been like this all evening.
She didn't pull her hand back, but he pressed it down: "Don't move, it hurts."
Seeing how well-behaved he was, she could have made him feel better, but he insisted on not getting her hands dirty. "Next time, try the other foot."
An indescribable sensation resurfaced in Qin Song's mind, and a tingling sensation instantly spread through her tailbone, rendering her speechless.
Perhaps because Qin Song didn't respond immediately, he seemed a little nervous after speaking and awkwardly changed the subject: "Ahem, speaking of which, why are there traces of Northern Barbarians in Yunzhou City? And one of their voices sounds like..."
“It’s Xue Ci,” Qin Song followed up on his topic.
Seeing Qin Song respond, Li Yu relaxed a little, but asked doubtfully, "It does sound like his voice, but how could Xue Ci speak the language of the northern barbarians?"
Qin Song shook his head, "It's still unknown, but that person is indeed Xue Ci."
She could vaguely smell a peculiar scent on Xue Ci, slightly pungent, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it; it was easy to identify.
It seems that there are still many secrets about Yunzhou City waiting to be uncovered.
As the two were thinking, a steady, slightly faster set of footsteps quickly ascended to the second floor, pacing back and forth in the corridor several times, like a headless fly.
"This one," Li Yu said, recognizing the person's identity.
The person outside suddenly found their way and hurried over.
"Young master, the clothes have been brought." Ah Zhao stopped at the door and asked softly.
The room was dark inside, and the master's calm voice came from inside: "Come in."
“Squeak—” Ah Zhao nervously pushed open the door, but before he could even step inside, his master calmly instructed, “Put it at the door and call for water again.”
Ah Zhao put down the clothes in the dark, thinking to himself, "In such a short time, he's called for water one after another. He's truly worthy of being his master."
He quietly closed the door, then quickly turned and went downstairs.
The room was quiet, with only Li Yu's heavy, disordered breathing and heartbeat.
He shifted his body, loosened his grip on Qin Song's hand, and tried to get out of bed. But as soon as he moved, he reluctantly lay back down, hooking his neck around her neck, wanting to kiss her again.
But this silly girl, just as she looked away and then turned back, she couldn't find Qin Song's location again, so she lowered her head and kissed the bridge of her nose.
Qin Song simply turned to the side, put her arm around his shoulder, and kissed him.
Li Yu was stunned for a moment at first, but after he came to his senses, he became more unrestrained. However, he had no kissing skills whatsoever and could only kiss her lips back and forth, which made Qin Song laugh.
"Xiao Liyu, that's not how you kiss someone." Qin Song gently bit his lower lip.
Li Yu shielded her head, her fingers, which had been gently stroking her hair, stiffened. "I'm sorry, I..."
"It's okay, I'll teach you."
Qin Song's voice came from the darkness, and Li Yu's nervousness vanished. She happily lowered her head and kissed her a few times before getting up and groping her way to the door.
After the rustling sound of fabric rubbing ended, Li Yu lit a candle.
As the candlelight flickered on, Li Yu, dressed in a sky-blue robe with a jade-inlaid belt and gold-embroidered black boots, looked much the same as before, except for her loose hair.
He carried Qin Song's clothes to the bedside, where Qin Song had already sat up.
"I didn't see it again," Qin Song muttered.
Li Yu put down the clothes. "What do you want to see?"
Qin Song's eyes shimmered. "You look like this without clothes on."
Li Yu's eyes trembled slightly, and without much thought, she raised her hand to her clothes, "Let me show you."
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Author's Note: Li Yu: I want to try something different.
Qin Song: I'll teach you some skills.
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