“Zhuge Yue?” Time passed quietly, and she called him softly, “What’s wrong with you?”
"Nothing." His voice was calm, like a lake of still water. After not seeing him for a few years, the once reckless and domineering man seemed to have grown up. His gaze was quiet, with a hint of coldness occasionally flashing in his eyes, which were all the vicissitudes of life after worldly experience. His voice was peaceful, but there was always a dark layer of ice and undercurrent hidden in it. He never showed his emotions, so people could not tell what he was thinking.
"Xing'er, I'm sorry for putting you through this." He suddenly said this.
Chu Qiao frowned in confusion and asked, "What are you talking about?"
“I owe you,” Zhuge Yue raised the corners of his mouth, smiled silently, and patted her cheek gently as if to a child, saying, “I will definitely compensate you in the future.”
“Zhuge Yue, what’s wrong with you?”
Chu Qiao was a little nervous, she grabbed Zhuge Yue's sleeve, looked up and asked, "I don't feel wronged, I did it willingly."
Zhuge Yue smiled gently, still looking as charming and graceful as ever. He stretched out his arms and held her in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, and just held her like that, without using any force, as if he was hugging a piece of porcelain.
There were some things he didn't say, and they just drifted away with his breath in the gentle river breeze.
He always thought that he was much better than Yan Xun, and Chu Qiao could only get true happiness and care when she was with him.
But in this matter, he was not as good as that man. After ten years of being together, Yan Xun is indeed a gentleman, but he has his own selfish desires.
But what can we do?
He had never been confident about her, and was always cautious and treading on thin ice.
The closer he gets to happiness, the more afraid he becomes, so he selfishly wants to have more, more, and more.
But afterwards, one often feels even more anxious about gains and losses. He is such a free and easy person. Imperial ambitions, kingdoms and wealth are nothing more than a gamble in the blink of an eye. But she is the only chess game that he can never figure out in his life.
Sometimes, he also laughed at himself. He never thought that Zhuge Yue would end up like this.
Chu Qiao continued to murmur softly in his arms, as if to comfort him, repeating: "It's nothing, I did it willingly."
But he covered her mouth with his hand, then picked her up and carried her to the cabin.
Chu Qiao let out a soft cry, and the bamboo umbrella fell to the ground. The drizzle hit her cheeks, feeling icy cold. She buried her head in his arms and protested in a low voice: "Put me down, it will be terrible if Meixiang and the others see us!"
Zhuge Yue lowered his head and said in a domineering manner, “Shut up.”
Chu Qiao frowned and subconsciously said, "No way!"
Zhuge Yue smiled, still as usual, with the corners of his mouth raised, but without saying a word, he lowered his head and took her lips into his mouth, lingering and sucking them. He stood in front of the cabin door, under the cover of night, openly kissing the sweetness in her mouth for so long, until Chu Qiao was exhausted and gasping for breath, and then he released his restraint on her.
He looked at her with a smile, his expression vaguely provocative, "I have plenty of ways to make you shut up."
Chu Qiao quickly stretched out her hands to cover her already swollen mouth, staring at him angrily with her big black eyes, silently protesting.
Zhuge Yue smiled, and carried her back to the room. Fortunately, it was already late at night and everyone had gone to bed, so we didn't meet anyone along the way.
As soon as she arrived in the room, Chu Qiao jumped down hurriedly, took a defensive posture, and stared at him fiercely. Seeing him undressing so easily, she couldn't help blushing.
Zhuge Yue suddenly chuckled and leaned forward, his warm breath spraying on her ears, and asked softly: "Does it still hurt?"
Chu Qiao's face turned even redder. She was always like this. She was a general who could fight in the battlefield and command millions of troops, but when faced with these things, she was as thin-skinned as a girl who had never been out of the house. Just one sentence could make her extremely helpless.
Zhuge Yue hugged her from behind, his hands sliding down dishonestly. Chu Qiao was startled and pressed down his restless hand, keeping it firmly against her hot belly.
“Hmm?” Zhuge Yue asked, “I’m asking you a question. Does it still hurt?”
Chu Qiao was extremely embarrassed and shook her head wildly like a frightened rabbit.
Zhuge Yue chuckled, a hint of evil flashed across his face, and he deliberately whispered in her ear, "It really doesn't hurt anymore?"
She nodded quickly again.
"Then let's continue."
"Ah?" Chu Qiao was shocked, her mouth opened so wide that an egg could be stuffed in.
Zhuge Yue laughed loudly upon seeing this, picked her up and put her on the bed. Chu Qiao didn’t know what was wrong with her, where were her skills? What about martial arts? What about nimble movements? Why did my body become limp and without any strength when he got close to me?
She looked at his face stupidly as it enlarged before her eyes, with his straight nose, thin lips, charming eyes, smooth skin, and a slight smile, with a splendid elegance that could captivate everyone.
She just stood there, letting him occupy her cherry lips. A shivering numbness ran up her spine, as hot as an electric shock. Her pearly teeth were pried open, and his tongue skillfully probed in. The kiss turned from gentle to fierce. She also gradually tentatively responded to him from the initial daze. Her body trembled slightly, and her breathing became disordered and rapid. She finally succumbed to his flirting and leaned softly in his arms, like a lake of disturbed spring water, with ripples everywhere that no one could control.
Her clothes had been stripped off at some point, leaving only a short top, revealing her slender legs and snow-white arms.
At this moment, he smiled and pulled up a quilt, wrapped her in it, then kissed her on the face, reached out and held her in his arms, his voice a little hoarse, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go to sleep."
Chu Qiao was stunned for a moment, not quite reacting, and asked stupidly, "Sleep?"
“What’s wrong?” Zhuge Yue propped up his head with one hand, looked sideways at her flushed face, and said with a smile, “You don’t want to sleep?”
"Yes!" Chu Qiao immediately said loudly and exaggeratedly, and yawned, indicating that she was really very sleepy.
Zhuge Yue lay down and hugged her. He had no intention of doing anything. After all, it was Chu Qiao’s first time and she couldn’t bear the second round of storm so soon. But just now he almost couldn't stop, so he had to close his eyes, "Then go to sleep."
But someone in his arms gradually became restless.
She moved her arms and changed her posture like a restless puppy, arching here and there, her hair so furry that it made people want to sneeze.
Zhuge Yue frowned slightly, the fire in his chest rising up, he tried his best to restrain it, but he couldn't suppress it.
He frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Aren't you going back to your room?"
Chu Qiao raised her head and looked at him pitifully. Her face blushed as she said, "What if Meixiang and the others see us tomorrow morning? Ping'an and Jingjing are still young, they are still children."
Zhuge Yue still frowned, "How old are they? Are they still children? Have you forgotten that when you were this age, you almost raped me in Wu Pengcheng?"
"How could I?" As this concerned her personal reputation, Chu Qiao immediately retorted, "You are slandering me!"
“Not yet?” Zhuge Yue snorted, “You pretended to be the concubine that Master Tian sent me as your concubine, and you were swaying around in front of me with no clothes on. Aren’t you trying to take advantage of me?”
“Zhuge Yue, you…”
"You could speak louder. They will know everything by then, instead of tomorrow morning."
Chu Qiao quickly lowered her voice, glared at him fiercely, and said through gritted teeth, "At that time... who knew you would be there? You clearly know the whole story, so stop playing dumb with me."
“Humph!” Zhuge Yue rolled his eyes at her impatiently, his expression seemed to say “I knew you would make excuses like this.”
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Chu Qiao panted angrily for a while before pushing him and saying, "Hey! Go back to your room. This bed is so small that I can't sleep well."
Is this bed too small? Four people lying side by side will not feel crowded. Zhuge Yue pretended not to hear and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.
"Hey! Go back to your room. Why are you hanging around here?"
Seeing that Zhuge Yue was as still as a mountain, Chu Qiao sat up angrily, hugged her clothes and was about to leave. But just when she was about to crawl over Zhuge Yue, someone grabbed her waist, and her elbows suddenly lost strength, and she fell on Zhuge Yue's chest.
The man's eyes flickered with fire, and he glanced at her sideways with an evil look, and said coldly: "I see that you are full of energy, don't you want to sleep?"
"No! That's not the case!"
Even the little kid Li Qingrong knows how to read people's faces and act accordingly, so Chu Qiao, a grown-up, naturally knows the difference between high and low.
As expected, she quickly and obediently lay back down in her original position, with her back to Zhuge Yue. She said nothing, her breathing steady, as if she had truly fallen asleep.
Everything was silent and there was a pitch-black darkness all around. The rain seemed to have gotten heavier, and the drops of rain were hitting the deck, making a crisp sound.
A hand reached out from behind and hugged her waist. The man's breath gently sprayed behind her ears, and her neck felt numb. He hugged her, kissed her ear gently, and said in a low voice: "Xing'er, I want to hold you like this every night in the future. Don't always drive me away."
Her heart suddenly softened, as light as a pool of clear water.
It was hard to imagine that someone like him would speak to her in such a tone. She felt a little sad, so she reached out her hand, held his fingers, pulled them up little by little, put them to her lips, then bent her head and kissed them.
The night was so long, but she fell asleep just like that, lying in his arms. In her dream, she seemed to see the clear sky, the green lake, the green grassland, and a group of children in white dresses standing on the wide lawn, dancing and singing warm songs.
It is almost certain that you will wake up late in the morning.
After a round of strong banging on the door, she opened her eyes in panic and saw Zhuge Yue already dressed neatly, standing in front of the window, holding a simple dress in light blue and milky white, and said with a smile: "Mei Xiang has called you several times. If you don't get up, she will rush in."
Chu Qiao put on her clothes with trepidation, then moved to the door, stretched out her hand to open the door a little, stuck her head out, and said with a silly smile: "Haha, Meixiang, good morning."
"Miss, it's already noon. We will be docking in a while." Meixiang stood at the door, her hands on her hips in a very imposing manner. Jingjing was holding Li Ce's youngest son and was trying hard to look around. She seemed to be suddenly very interested in Chu Qiao's room. Rong'er stretched out his little fat hands, pinched Jingjing's face, and babbled, but no one knew what he was saying.
"Ah? Really?" Chu Qiao laughed, "Oh, I was too tired recently and overslept. How weird, haha."
"Yeah, it's really weird." Jingjing laughed aside, looking like an elf.
"Miss, what are you doing standing here? I've got some water for washing your face, but you don't want to wash up?"
Chu Qiao picked up the bucket on the ground and said righteously, "I'll do it myself."
Meixiang frowned, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine. I just saw that you were too tired. You should go and rest for a while."