The night is cool as water, dark and quiet.
Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
As Song Huan waited, his eyelids began to twitch.
She tilted her head to look at the soft couch behind the screen and propped up her eyelids with her hands. If she kept waiting like this, she was afraid she would really fall asleep in this room.
Rubbing her temples, Song Huan stood up and walked to the door, opening it halfway. In an instant, a gust of cold wind covered her face... and immediately blew her hair into a mess.
But he shivered and became a little more awake.
"...Have Uncle Qin and the Marquis finished their discussion?"
Song Huan pinched his nose, endured the itch on the tip of his nose, and asked Qin Huai who was guarding outside the door in a muffled voice.
Qin Huai cupped his hands: "Not yet."
As he spoke, his gaze turned to the adjacent room where Pei Yan and Manor Master Qin were talking. The candlelight flickered inside, dimly reflecting the shadows of the two people.
Since the two of them entered the door, they have hardly moved.
Qin Huai felt a little worried. If a fight broke out, their owner would be no match for Pei Hou...
Seeing this, Song Huan simply walked out of the house. "Qin Huai, do you know why Uncle Qin is looking for Pei Yan?"
A trace of vigilance flashed in Qin Huai's eyes, and he replied, "I don't know."
Song Huan had originally asked casually, but now that he saw Qin Huai being so cautious, his doubts grew even stronger. What exactly was Uncle Qin talking about with Pei Yan...
At this moment, the door of the next room suddenly creaked open, and Master Qin and Pei Yan finally walked out.
Song Huan hurriedly went to meet them, his eyes wandering between Master Qin and Pei Yan, trying to see something from their expressions.
But these two are both good at acting, if Song Huan can really see something... then there would be something fishy.
"Uncle Qin." Song Huan had to suppress his thoughts and called out with a smile.
When Master Qin heard Song Huan calling him first, the smile on his face deepened. "Why are you standing in the yard? Are you cold?" After saying that, he asked Qin Huai to find a hand warmer.
Song Huan wanted to say "No need to bother", but before he could finish his words, Qin Huai had already turned and left.
She had no choice but to say thank you, "Thank you, Uncle Qin."
Fortunately, although the yard is small, it has everything needed for everything. There is a small kitchen on the west side of the yard. Qin Huai quickly returned with a hand warmer.
Song Huan thanked Qin Huai again.
Pei Yan has had a faint smile on his face ever since he came out of the room.
But the light in his eyes kept flickering, and he was obviously thinking about something...
Song Huan keenly noticed that there was something wrong with the aura around this guy.
But whenever she turned to look at him, this guy would quickly disguise himself under a gentle appearance, so that Song Huan could not see anything.
It was not until Song Huan brought up the heater that Pei Yan spoke, "It's late at night, so my wife and I won't disturb Master Qin from resting."
There were many empty rooms in the teahouse, and Master Qin originally wanted to let Song Huan and Pei Hou stay in the teahouse for half the night.
However, since Pei Yan had asked to leave, Master Qin couldn't stop him and simply asked Song Huan, "Do you need Qin Huai to prepare the carriage?"
Song Huan shook his head slightly, "Thank you, Uncle Qin. The Marquis and I can ride back on horseback."
However, at this point, Pei Yan suddenly remembered something and bowed to Master Qin, saying, "Master Qin, could you please have someone find a cushion? My saddle is too hard, and I'm afraid Huanhuan won't be comfortable sitting on it."
Upon hearing this, Master Qin was stunned, and then burst into laughter, "Qin Huai!"
"Go, help Pei Hou find a soft cushion."
Qin Huai responded and left again.
And Song Huan... was now extremely embarrassed.
But who made Pei Yanyan her husband? She chose her own husband, so she had to pamper him even if it was embarrassing.
...Let him say whatever he wants.
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After tying the cushion to the saddle, Pei Yan climbed onto the horse while holding Song Huan.
This time, Song Huan sat sideways with a soft cushion underneath, which was indeed much more comfortable.
In this way, she no longer cared about the fact that this guy had just made her lose face in front of Uncle Qin and Qin Huai.
"Gee!" Pei Yan shouted softly, tightening his grip on Song Huan's waist, and the sound of horse hooves clattered.
Song Huan was afraid of falling, so he held Pei Yan's waist tightly with both hands.
The streets were quiet.
Suddenly, the sound of the wind and the two people's breathing became clearer.
"Can you tell me what you said to Uncle Qin?" Song Huan moved his body, found a comfortable position and leaned in Pei Yan's arms, and asked casually.
She didn't hold much hope for Pei Yan's answer, and after asking, she closed her fighting eyelids.
However, Pei Yan's eyes darkened slightly. After a moment's hesitation, he said to Song Huan, "Master Qin told me that he has found a few young men with good looks and good character for you in the Qin family. If anything happens in the future and you want to leave me..."
"I don't want to." Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Song Huan.
She raised her head and looked at him. Her voice was so soft, so soft that it almost disappeared in the wind. But it was so firm, so firm that Pei Yan's ears seemed to vibrate.
Seeing Pei Yan stunned, Song Huan couldn't help but narrow her eyes. She moved her right hand from behind the man's waist to his chest, clutching his collar. Her voice turned cold, "What did my husband say to Uncle Qin?"
Pei Yan calmed down, a smile flickering in his dark eyes: "Unless I die."
He understood that Huanhuan would encounter many dangers that should not happen to her when she was with him.
But letting him let Huanhuan leave because of these unknown dangers... is absolutely impossible.
Song Huan's pupils shrank when he heard this. This guy really speaks without thinking.
Based on the routines she had read in various novels, saying this kind of thing could easily come true.
Bah. Bah. Bah.
Song Huan hurriedly said "Pooh" a few times in his heart for Pei Yan, and secretly said to himself, it doesn't count, it doesn't count.
Then she looked at Pei Yan seriously, "My husband, please don't say such unlucky words in the future."
Pei Yan's eyes warmed up, and he whispered, "Listen to my wife, I won't tell you anymore."
As they were talking, the horse had run to a deserted road without them noticing.
Yellow soil was flying on the ground, and there were dead trees on both sides of the path. When the wind blew, the whimpering sound made people's scalps numb.
Song Huan couldn't help but retract her right hand behind Pei Yan's waist, "Husband, let's walk faster."
As a person who has lived in the scientific world since childhood, Song Huan originally did not believe in ghosts and gods.
But now she...can't help but believe it.
Song Huan hugged Pei Yan's thin waist, hugging him tighter and tighter.
Their skin was close to each other, and the warm breath penetrated through the clothes and into Pei Yan's body.
The petite and soft body instantly ignited the fire in his heart.
Pei Yan's voice was deep and hoarse, "My wife, if you kiss me, I will be faster."
Song Huan: “???”
Is this guy taking advantage of someone else's misfortune?
"What if I don't kiss you?"
Pei Yan's Adam's apple moved, he sighed softly, and the horse slowly stopped.
Song Huan pursed her lips and blinked: "...Okay."
It was the middle of the night and she was sitting on her horse, so she had to lower her head.
But when they returned to the mansion...
Song Huan sneered secretly. She wanted to sleep in a separate room from Pei Yanyan!
Thinking of this, she tilted her head slightly and put her lips to Pei Yan's chin.
Pei Yan's eyes dimmed, and he lowered his head, absorbing the sweetness from her mouth bit by bit...
Song Huan originally wanted to lightly touch Pei Yan's lips and leave, but once their lips touched, the situation developed beyond her imagination.
The man's big hand had moved from her waist to the back of her neck at some point, pressing her down and making her unable to move.
At the same time, the horse that had just slowed down began to gallop.
The bumpy ground beneath her and the sense of crisis that she might fall at any time forced her to hold Pei Yan tightly.
“Mmmm! Mmmm!” Shameless! Bad guy!
Song Huan hummed to express his dissatisfaction.
However, the woman's soft moans coming from between her teeth made Pei Yan's heart even more excited.
His kiss became more and more fierce and deeper...
The cold wind whistled past his ears, but Song Huan didn't feel cold at all.
Her mouth felt as if it was placed on a tongue of fire, and Pei Yan's biting made it so hot that a thin layer of sweat broke out on her body.
Even more terrifying... a stick-like object seemed to have suddenly poked her clothes...
The author has something to say: Jinjin: I am a contestant who writes car cards, and I am exhausted...
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ps: Let’s talk about Lao Pei.
There is no doubt that Lao Pei has a strong possessiveness. As long as he is alive, he will never let Huanhuan go.
Another point is that Lao Pei is confident in his own strength. Even if he really loses, he can still protect Huan Huan! (Of course, this is a silly sweet story. Lao Pei and Huan Huan will not be so miserable. Little angels don't need to worry at all.)
Also, although I am often timid, I can be very strong when I need to be strong. (Look at my copywriting, this book is really about mutual love hehehe)
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