Chapter 33 Good Night Snack

Three years ago, he didn't get to drink this glass of wine.

Now, the wine has been served on the table, and my wife has already drunk two glasses.

Shang Ji's eyes deepened, and then he picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Seeing him so straightforward, Du Jingyi had an idea in his mind.

Sometimes alcohol may not necessarily make people drunk, but it can always make people relax.

It was unusually quiet outside, but a cicada came from nowhere.

The chirping sounds made Xitang Courtyard a little more noisy after the autumn.

Shang Ji smiled and said to ease the atmosphere.

"There are still cicadas chirping at this time of year. It shows that your backyard is well maintained."

That's true.

After the fall, Du Jingyi hadn't heard this sound for half a month. Why did it come out today? Maybe they were a little restless.

The night was as dark as a hook, and the sound of cicadas coming from far and near made the two of them feel a little restless.

Shang Ji has been on the battlefield for so many years and has always been decisive and resolute in his actions, but today he didn't know how to start the conversation.

He took the glass of wine in his hand and poured it down into his stomach one gulp after another.

It was as if he would never get drunk, or maybe he just wanted to give himself courage by getting drunk.

Du Jingyi thought about what his mother said today, and faced with such a scene, he gritted his teeth.

In the end, I felt that whether you stick your head out or not, you will get hurt.

Just go for it and say it directly to Shang Ji.

"General, drinking too much is harmful to your health. I will serve you and you can rest first."

Shang Ji was stunned for a moment, probably because he didn't expect her to speak on her own initiative.

But he answered quickly.

"good."

Hearing his answer, Du Jingyi took a deep breath, then stood up and walked in front of him.

Shang Ji was born tall, and Du Jingyi was only about shoulder height when he stood in front of him.

The whole person exuded a sense of oppression, which enveloped Du Jingyi and made her quite nervous.

When she started to unbutton Shang Ji's shirt, her fingers were not as flexible as before and seemed a little clumsy.

In the past, she hated the smell of drunkenness the most, always feeling that it made people feel nauseous.

But today I feel inexplicably at ease.

After all, if she hadn't used the excuse of being "drunk", she would have been too embarrassed to do such a thing.

The clothes Shang Ji wore today didn't have many buttons.

After a while, the moon-white inner garment was revealed.

Not sure if it was the one he had seen before, Du Jingyi tilted his head to take a look and secretly took note of it in his heart.

While turning around to hang up his coat, he wrung out the towel he had prepared earlier and used it to wash Shang Ji's face.

He can drink a lot, but he gets drunk easily.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, his face and ears will easily turn red, which may make people mistakenly think that he has a low alcohol tolerance.

Therefore, when Du Jingyi handed him the handkerchief, he reached out to take it.

But the temperature of the hand was different from before, and it was obviously much hotter.

Du Jingyi was about to pull his hand back as if he had been electrocuted, but was held back by Shang Ji.

After looking up with some surprise, she saw Shang Ji's eyes.

It's quite different from the first time we met.

I was full of vigilance then, but now there is a subtle tenderness.

Before Du Jingyi could open his mouth to speak, he felt dizzy and fell into an even hotter embrace.

"Place it."

Before she could say anything, she fell onto the bed that the maids had already made.

Soft silk quilt, warm spring breeze.

With the bright moonlight coming in through the window, Shang Shaoyu looked down at Du Jingyi.

Her neck is very slender, which makes her skin look even whiter, smoother and more tender.

The deer's eyes are clear, but if you look closely, you can see some blurred immaturity hidden in them.

The black hair is like a waterfall, and there is a beauty in my arms.

Shang Ji was also very different from usual.

Broad shoulders and back, narrow waist and strong legs, and shiny wheat-colored skin.

Seen from behind, he was as agile as an insatiable leopard.

There were a few plain scars on his chest, which added a sense of roughness to his appearance.

The abdominal muscles are clearly visible, showing the result of years of training.

My hair had already been wet and my body was sticky at the moment.

But he didn't want to move either.

He turned sideways to look at Du Jingyi who was feeling extremely embarrassed, and laughed softly.

Then he waved his hand and hugged her.

Outside the room, the maid Cherry stuffed two balls of cotton wool wrapped in brocade into her ears.

He picked up a tree branch and drew circles on the ground of the main house of Xitang Courtyard.

On the contrary, the burly man standing in the corridor looked calm and indifferent.

The room is full of tenderness.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

While he was still awake, Shang Ji wanted to talk to Du Jingyi.

But when I looked at her, I realized something was wrong.

There were several red marks of varying depths on her wrists, and one could tell at a glance that they were caused by her own grip.

I felt a little regretful in my heart. She was so soft and delicate, how could I trample on her at will?

So he opened his mouth and said something.

"Sorry, I won't do that next time."

Du Jingyi was very shy, so he reached out and tried to pull the quilt to cover his face.

Unexpectedly, a slap hit him on the face accidentally, but it was just like scratching an itch.

It didn't hurt at all. Instead, in Shang Ji's eyes, there was a hint of reluctance.

Looking at the soft and boneless hand, Shang Ji spoke in a low voice.

"Change your face and I'll give you a beating?"

Du Jingyi was suddenly choked by his retort.

It seemed that he had not expected that a general with such great military achievements would be so unserious.

Shang Ji seemed to realize that he was no longer the passionate young man he used to be, so he paused and spoke.

"Since we are already husband and wife, how about we not be so reserved in the future?"

Du Jingyi's shyness was still written on her face. She really didn't want to look at him any longer, so she turned over and faced away from him.

She pulled at the thin quilt made of soft satin embroidered with ten brocade patterns in her hand and said with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"General, my quilt..."

Shang Ji glanced sideways and saw that it was indeed him who was holding him down.

He reached out and touched the thin quilt, and then said in a nonchalant manner.

"It's so hot, why cover yourself with a blanket?"

Du Jingyi was speechless.

The soft satin used to make the quilt was bought by my father at a famous embroidery shop in Jiangnan at a high price. Not only is it as thin as a cicada's wing, but each piece is worth a thousand gold coins.

Covering yourself with a blanket is the coolest and most comfortable thing in autumn.

But in his eyes, such a precious thing was like a rag.

Du Jingyi moved inside awkwardly.

But the bunk bed is so small that it can’t be moved out.

The bed is hung with autumn-scented silk, which is soft in nature.

With the moonlight splashing in, Du Jingyi looked as bright as a fairy under the moon.

It wouldn't be a big deal if he didn't look at it, but it made Shang Ji's throat tighten involuntarily.

Du Jingyi didn't even have room to resist.

Hearing the noises coming from the house again, the maid Cherry stared at Luo Yuan who was guarding the corridor.

I think he is so ignorant.

Luo Yuan also felt very embarrassed.

The general is "reuniting" with his wife in there, and it's really a shame for him to have to look at a girl who is so cold and hostile to him. It really spoils the mood.

Alas, the previous chapter can’t be found, hahaha, so I’ll send a new chapter to my sisters.

I asked the editor and he said that I touched on key words.

So, the braised beef noodles that I originally prepared have now become watery noodles in clear soup. I won’t “make trouble” again in the future, hahaha, so that I don’t have to worry about it in the middle of the night!

Sisters, please bear with me. I really tried my best!!! 　　What I am saying is that from now on, we should just summarize it in a dozen words and go for the clear soup route～～～Hehe～～～ 　　(Two hours after posting, I was banned again. I was not even allowed to eat clear soup noodles. Hahahahaha, delete it again! Let’s eat instant noodles.) 　　 　 (End of this chapter)