Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Winter is short.

When Yan Xin woke up, it was already half morning. She had been tired recently and rarely had any free time, so she allowed herself to get enough sleep.

The window lattice was pushed open, the warm sun shone into the room, and the curtain hanging from the large iron bed on the west pillar had been hung with gold hooks.

A cold breeze blew in, causing the curtain tassels to sway.

When she woke up, she saw a tall figure by the window, playing with small objects and making slight movements.

"Are you awake?" Jing Yuanzhao turned his head and smiled, with neat, white teeth and deep teeth, which made his smile seem to be stained by the scorching winter sun.

Yan Xin was startled by his sudden appearance at first.

She calmed down and looked at the things he brought over: "Why is brother here?"

Jing Yuanzhao followed her gaze and landed on the small object. He smiled and said, "I have a day off today and came to see you. This is a radio."

Of course Yan Xin knows about radio.

In a few years, this item will be very popular and available in every household.

Many singers have become more popular and become household names because of radio. Otherwise, what kind of reputation would a mere cabaret have?

"...Where did you get it?" Yan Xin put on her clothes and stood up, walking over to take a look.

Jing Yuanzhao: "They were given to me by others. There are two of them in total. I gave my mother one, and I'll give this to you. Wait, let me see how to listen to it."

Yan Xin stepped forward, turned the switch, and slowly adjusted the radio reception. A subtle voice came from inside: "Do it like this."

Jing Yuanzhao: "The eldest lady really knows everything."

Yan Xin: "..."

Jing Yuanzhao stopped playing with the radio, leaned slightly on the window sill, and pulled her over.

He held her slender waist with his hands and asked her in a low voice, "Did you miss me?"

Yan Xin turned away: "I'm hungry, let's go eat first."

She pushed him away and ran out.

After washing briefly, Yan Xin sat at the dining table to eat.

Jing Yuanzhao went to play with the dog.

Yan Xin heard him say in the yard: "Xiao Hei is growing very slowly. Did he eat less meat?"

"Young Marshal, Xiao Hei has gained [-] pounds." Bai Shuang's tone was respectful but also a little speechless.

After growing up like this in such a short period of time, what else do you want to do?

Yan Xin couldn't help laughing.

"It's bigger, guarding the courtyard." Jing Yuanzhao said, "Is this dog smart?"

Bai Shuang likes Xiao Hei very much. She is like an old hen protecting her young. When she mentions Xiao Hei, she talks endlessly: "It's very smart. If there is some noise in the middle of the night, it can distinguish what the sound is when it pricks up its ears."

He never barks and knows people. I took it with me to recognize the adjutants outside the hospital, and it never bit them.

But when people from the Jiang family come, it will inevitably bark. It understands everything I say. Very easy to teach and can learn everything quickly. "

Jing Yuanzhao glanced at her.

He said: "Why do you talk so much?"

There was a streak of white frost, and his face turned slightly white.

Yan Xin heard it in the room and called Jing Yuanzhao from a distance: "Brother, don't bully Bai Shuang."

Jing Yuanzhao replied to her: "How can I bully her? It's just a question. She is the most outstanding of the hidden whistlers I trained. At that time, I couldn't even say a thing for a long time."

Bai Shuang: "..."

Yan Xinxiao: "Bai Shuang is not a secret guard now, she is just a servant. We are all ordinary people."

Baishuang is so quiet that I don’t dare to stand nearby.

Jing Yuanzhao returned to the living room and saw that she had almost finished eating. He sat next to her and hugged her waist.

Yan Xin: "You..."

"Zhuzhu'er, I miss you." Jing Yuanzhao kissed her cheek.

Breathing hotly, he kissed her cheek and then hooked her lips.

The kiss became more and more lingering, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his breathing became hotter, as if everything was melting away.

Yan Xin just took a sip of red bean and rice porridge, but before she swallowed it all, there was still a bit of red bean fragrance and light sweetness left in her mouth.

Jing Yuanzhao curled his lips and tongue, swallowing her breath and light sweetness, adding a bit of heat, his hands had already slipped in along the skirt of her clothes, touching her smooth and cool skin.

Yan Xin: "No, big brother..."

The servants are in the yard, and the dogs...

Jing Yuanzhao picked her up and returned to the bedroom.

Yan Xin was thrown into the pillow mat that Feng's mother had just arranged.

Jing Yuanzhao put down the curtain neatly.

The windows were open, the sun was shining in, and the light inside the curtain was bright.

It was a cold winter day, and when Yan Xin peeled off her clothes, she shivered from the cold.

Jing Yuanzhao pulled the quilt to cover them both.

He kisses her.

She smells like him all over her body

Yan Xin closed her eyes slightly, her face full of pain and humiliation. She was fine before and was happy to see him in the room, but she hated him at this moment.

I hate him so much that I want him to die quickly.

"Zhu Zhuer, let me kiss you, okay?" Jing Yuanzhao's breath was still hot.

He was warm all over, like a little sun.

Yan Xin didn't quite understand his request.

It's not like he's never kissed her before, so why would he ask her?

She didn't answer.

Jing Yuanzhao opened the quilt and got in.

It took Yan Xin a while to figure out what he was going to do, and she was shocked: "No, no!"

A strange feeling instantly touched her western limbs, and she felt numb all over.

She wants to escape.

Jing Yuanzhao grabbed her waist under the quilt and forced her not to move.

Yan Xin couldn't escape or break free. She climbed up with her feet, but her mind seemed to be exploding.

She had never experienced this feeling in her entire life. Her whole body was numb, the instep of her feet was very tight, and her pink toes turned white.

She gradually lost consciousness.

The numbness accumulated too deep, reaching a certain level, and suddenly exploded, leaving her mind blank and her whole body paralyzed.

Her breathing was too rapid and she was about to die.

After a long while, she came back to her senses. Jing Yuanzhao came out of the quilt and hugged her.

He whispered to her: "Kiss me, Pearl."

Yan Xin was like a marionette, her mind empty, she clung to him blankly and kissed his lips.

Jing Yuanzhao told her: "This is your smell, Zhuzhu'er."

Yan Xin suddenly hugged his neck and kissed him back hard.

She didn't know what she was doing, she just wanted to bite him hard and suck out his breath to calm her racing heart.

It was the first time she had taken such initiative. After Jing Yuanzhao was stunned, he was overjoyed and hugged her tightly, wishing he could bury her in his arms.

This day, Yan Xin understood for the first time what Jing Yuanzhao meant when he said, "The simplest happiness can be found in the bed."

Whether it was in her previous life or this life, she had never been pleased.

She had never even given herself such happiness.

She hated being touched and felt disgusted.

When Jing Yuanzhao kissed her, she would probably be patient and compromise.

Yan Xin buried her head in his neck and refused to let go.

Jing Yuanzhao carried her to the clean room.

Hot water was prepared in the clean room and they did a simple wash. The two of them returned to the room, closed the door and windows. Jing Yuanzhao was a little tired and went to sleep first.

Yan Xin couldn’t sleep.

Slowly and gently, she leaned against his chest, bringing herself a little closer to him.

"What will we do in the future?" She seemed to ask herself, but also seemed to ask him.

She is an evil ghost with no future; and he is about to get married and become someone else's husband.