Chapter 466: The pot that my wife threw away smells good, so I just have to take the blame.
A few seconds later.
Lu Yannan slowly turned around, his complicated eyes falling on Ji Linshen's face.
Ji Linshen was confused and bewildered by what he was saying.
Lu Yannan frowned, and asked with a tone of confusion, scrutiny, and disgust: "Ji Linshen, where is your brain?"
"That idea of swearing a blood oath, was it you who came up with it?"
Ji Linshen: “???”
The calm expression on his face, ready to deal with project problems, froze instantly.
My mind is blank.
What alliance? What blood?
Without waiting for Ji Linshen to answer, Lu Yannan took a step closer, his eyes sharper: "If you have those...special fetishes, you two can play around as you please in private, and I won't see anything."
"But you have to do this at your most important wedding?"
"What do you want to do? Let everyone see you two swear brotherhood right there, chopping off a chicken's head and burning yellow paper, and becoming sworn brothers?"
"Brother..." Ji Linshen understood, but didn't quite understand.
"You don't need to explain!" Lu Yannan raised his hand to interrupt: "No matter what you think, this is absolutely impossible."
He looked at Ji Linshen's still confused and shocked face, took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and added: "You, in private, how you want to swear a blood oath with her is your own business, whatever you want."
"But right under my nose, at your wedding..." He said firmly: "I don't agree."
After hearing this barrage of scolding, Ji Linshen was completely stunned.
The grievance of being accused was instantly overwhelmed by another greater feeling of frustration and injustice.
He had no way to defend himself. This huge black pot was thrown at him by his own wife and was firmly placed on his head?
It’s buttoned tightly!
The impression of pervert cannot be erased from my elder brother's mind.
"Brother, I'm not..."
Seeing that he was still trying to explain, Lu Yannan looked him up and down and laughed angrily: "Ji Linshen, who would want to make a blood oath at someone else's wedding?"
He asked in a higher voice, "Are you getting married, or sworn brothers? Are you two going to worship heaven and earth, or Guan Gong? Do you need someone to join you in the Peach Garden Oath of Brotherhood?"
"If it doesn't work, I'll gather 108 people, and you can all go to Liangshan together?"
Ji Linshen: "......"
Lu Yannan continued, "If you really have this habit, just bear with it for a day. After the wedding, you two can make as many vows as you want in the room. No one will mind if you make a lot of noise."
"Anyway..." He waved his hand and pointed to the door: "No, not on the wedding day, get out." He ordered her to leave, but his anger was still there.
What a bunch of problem children, it’s really infuriating!
Ji Linshen opened his mouth and looked at his brother's expression, knowing that any further explanation would only lead to a second round of scolding.
He silently swallowed all his words of defense, his heart felt as if a volcano was blocked, but he could not find any outlet to vent.
This blame is both unfair and heavy.
He turned and left the study, feeling depressed and frustrated with nowhere to vent.
When I came out of the study, I happened to meet Lu Qiyun going upstairs.
"Fourth brother." Ji Linshen greeted.
Lu Qijun looked Ji Linshen up and down: "Blood oath?"
Ji Linshen: "......"
Well, my wife’s big loudspeaker has spread everywhere.
Pushing open the bedroom door, under the warm yellow light, Lu Shiman was leaning on the sofa reading a book.
Hearing the noise, she immediately raised her head, stood up and rushed towards him with open arms.
"Hubby~" Lu Shiman threw herself into his arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, and habitually sniffed deep into his neck with her nose, letting out a satisfied sigh.
A warm and soft body, unreserved trust and dependence, like the softest spring breeze.
The soft touch of our bodies against each other, the warm breath brushing against my neck, and the unique sweet scent of her body lingering on my nose...
At this moment, the roaring volcano in Ji Linshen's heart was miraculously soothed and extinguished by this soft and sweet breath.
All the frustration and injustice melted and rose in his chest, and finally turned into a helpless and doting sigh, which was exhaled out of his body.
never mind.
He tightened his arms and hugged Lu Shiman tighter.
He lowered his head and took a deep breath of the sweet fragrance of her hair.
This big, black and unfair pot was thrown by his own wife.
Um...
It smells quite nice.
Just memorize it.
"What does big brother want you to do?" Lu Shiman had smelled enough, let go of him, and was a little curious.
Ji Linshen smiled slightly: "Brother said that putting a blood oath at a wedding is a disease."
Lu Shiman lowered her eyes and thought for a moment: "Do you also feel sick?"
Ji Linshen met her gaze and shook his head: "No, the requests you made are all... normal." It doesn't matter if it goes against your will, as long as his wife is happy.
"Big brother doesn't agree?" Lu Shiman felt a little disappointed. Wouldn't a blood oath at a wedding be more real than those empty wedding vows?
"Well, big brother told us to make love in private, but not at the wedding."
Lu Shiman pouted: "Okay, let's talk about it next time we get married."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ji Linshen's originally doting and gentle smile froze on his face.
The gentleness in his eyes faded away rapidly like the tide, replaced by a bottomless, heart-pounding darkness.
It was as if a whirlpool suddenly emerged from beneath the calm sea surface, swallowing everything.
"What did you say?" His voice was so low that it seemed to come from the abyss of hell.
Ji Linshen raised his slender fingers and clasped Lu Shiman's slender neck, forcing her to slightly tilt her head back and look directly into his eyes, which were now filled with a terrifying storm.
"Say what you just said again."
Lu Shiman was enveloped by the sinister aura that suddenly erupted from him, and her heart suddenly sank. For some reason, she actually missed him like this.
It’s been a while since I’ve seen Ji Linshen like this, and it’s... quite exciting.
That almost paranoid possessiveness even made Lu Shiman secretly happy.
A smile spread across her face, and she put her arms around his waist, her body softly pressed against him. "What I mean is, we can have many weddings, one every ten years, with a different theme each time. How interesting."
"As long as we are the bride and groom, the wedding can be changed in any way, right?" Lu Shiman tried to steer the topic to a safe place.
Ji Lin's fingers, which were clasped deeply on the back of her neck, did not loosen their grip. His amber eyes were fixed on every subtle change in her expression, as if he was examining the sincerity in her words.
He leaned forward slightly, his thin lips almost touching her earlobe, his breath warm, yet chilling: "Really?"
The voice was low and gentle, but the tone was filled with dangerous temptation.
"Hmm, hmm!" Lu Shiman nodded vigorously, buried her face deeply in his chest, greedily sniffing the reassuring scent on him: "I only want yours, Ji Linshen."
After saying that, he rubbed it again: "You are so handsome like this, like the damp male ghost pervert in the novel, so handsome."
Ji Linshen: "......"
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