Be in low spirits

She wanted to get down, but Ye Fan held her hand and said, "Sit down, we'll be able to finish the study soon, very soon."

She used to be so accommodating, but now she's become overbearing. "How about trying again tomorrow night? I'll ask Yao'er for the recipe?"

He put his arm around her waist and whispered in her ear, "There's a saying that goes, once the arrow is on the string, it has to be shot. It's not up to you whether you try tonight or not." His voice was gentle, but one could still tell that he was trying hard to suppress his surging desire.

She felt something pressing against her, too embarrassed to raise her head. She just tightly grasped the edge of his pajamas collar and murmured, "I'm a little scared..."

He sighed, looking at the condom, and flipped it over, scaring her to scream out, her heartbeat speeding up. He gently comforted her, "I'll be gentle."

Without giving her a chance to speak, the straps of her nightgown slipped off, revealing her snow-white chest. His breathing became hot, and his movements were gentle but powerful. Because of the rough hands that touched her randomly, she gradually became confused and excited.

"Luoluo, do you still remember how it was painted in Jin Ping Mei?" He wanted the person in his arms to open her eyes and take a look, so he coaxed her to hug his neck.

"I... don't remember. Please... go slower." She was still a little worried.

As his hands moved, she couldn't help but cry out in pain, and her moans continued to seduce the man in front of her. He slowed down his movements and asked again, "Have you found the right position?"

She was inexperienced and had only read about it in books when she was abroad. She didn't know how to reply him, so she just buried her head in his chest, frowned, and told him to be gentler.

He pulled her hand down and said, "Help me tie it."

She gasped and moaned, "Uh... I don't dare." He sighed, stopped, and tied it on himself, giving her a chance to catch her breath.

"Hmm..." Before he could catch his breath, his lips were blocked again.

After a long time, dewdrops dripped on the petals, and the joy finally ended. She was already out of strength. As expected of a soldier, even though she was gentle and considerate, her waist and legs were still sore.

"Are you tired?" He held the person in his arms and stroked the hair that was stuck to her neck.

"Hmm~" There was a blush on her face that had not yet faded. She wanted to turn her body around, but the pain made her frown.

"Can I carry you to take a shower? You're so sticky, it's uncomfortable to sleep." He wanted to lift the quilt and pick her up, but the person in his arms pulled him back and said, "I haven't put on my clothes yet."

"No need to put it on, you'll have to take it off later." He took off his shirt as well, and then said, "There are only two of us in the room, no one else."

His voice was gentle, not as overbearing as when they were making love, and she was still a little embarrassed to meet a man like this naked.

"Then bring me a bathrobe."

"it is good."

He hung the bathrobe in the bathroom, then walked to the bed and picked her up.

When she put the man on the ground, her legs were still weak and she had to hold on to his arm to barely stand.

He took down the shower head, tested the water temperature, and then rinsed her. He smiled and said, "You're not satisfied yet? Why are you holding on so tightly?"

"Slippery!" she said coquettishly. If she had known it would be so painful, she would not have been willing to try it.

"Does it still hurt?" After rinsing, he reached out a hand to take off the bathrobe and put it on her.

"It doesn't hurt, I'm just sleepy." She never dared to look up at him, her eyes only stayed on his chest muscles.

"Go back to bed." He picked the person up and walked towards the bed.

She unconsciously put her arms around his neck and saw his profile. His head was slightly lowered, his body was slightly bent downward, his face was half light and half dark, his hair was scattered on his forehead, there were some water droplets on the tip of his nose, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

Ye Fan put her on the bed and wanted to untie her bathrobe, but she stretched out her hand to stop him and said, "I can do it myself."

He laughed and said, "Didn't you just watch it? Why are you so reserved now?"

"Turn around quickly." She pushed the man and asked him to turn around.

Ye Fan smiled dotingly, turned around obediently, sat on the edge of the bed, and waited for her to put on her clothes.

I wanted to have a good sleep holding the person in my arms, but at almost three o'clock in the middle of the night I received a call from the garrison saying that the granary was on fire.

When Gu Jinluo got up in the morning, there was no one around her. She got dressed and went downstairs. Only Yao'er was eating breakfast. She sat at the dining table. The servant brought a basin for her to wash her hands and rinse her mouth. She asked Yao'er, "Where are they?"

"Don't you know? Someone burned the army rations last night. They rushed over overnight and haven't returned yet."

She was totally unaware of such a big thing. "Is anyone injured?"

"You've been busy since last night and you haven't called me. I'm really worried." Yaoer served her a bowl of millet porridge.

"They dared to burn the military rations as soon as they arrived. The Pei family army must be trying to show their power." It seems that this trip to Shuangxi will not be peaceful.

Gu Jinluo called over Butler Hou and asked, "Didn't the Pei family army have great prestige in Shuangxi? Why did they burn the military rations?"

Butler Hou did not dare to discuss military affairs, and only said: "Miss, I dare not say much about military affairs, but I saw it in today's newspaper."

"Well, that's great. Let me have a look at the newspaper."

The housekeeper stood up to get the newspaper. Yaoer said, "What's written in the newspaper are just a few words. Don't believe them all."

"Oh, my Yao'er is becoming more and more opinionated." She shook the newspaper and read the news about the burning of military rations.

A new general took office, and someone burned military rations at night. A few large words took up the entire page of the newspaper. There was only a photo, and under the photo was the author's name, Zhong Yulan. There was no more news, probably someone suppressed the news.

"Yao'er, do you still have the persimmon stem water you drank that day?"

"Why are you asking this for no reason?" Yao'er didn't understand the hidden meaning of her words.

The servants upstairs also took the sheets and quilt covers from her room to change and wash.

She just said that she has her own opinions, but now she seems a little feudal. I don’t know if it’s intentional.

"Forget it if there's nothing." After finishing breakfast and reading the newspaper, she ran to the kitchen to check out the ingredients the servants had bought today. She was ready to cook something herself. She said to the servants in the kitchen, "Please fillet the fish for me. I'll make a dish for myself later."

Yao'er was also surprised, "A young lady from a noble family like you can cook?"

"My father said that it is important for people to be independent. I have been able to cook since I was a child, but my cooking was not delicious enough." She went back to the sofa in the living room to play with the cat. This was a gift from Yang Lin to Yaoer. The last time she saw it at Yaoer's house, she asked Yaoer to bring it with her every time.

The two men returned from the garrison at noon. Regarding the fire of military rations, several deputy generals in charge of the army said that they had no clues at all. Several guards were also rescued from the fire and are still lying in the hospital, unable to speak.

"It's good that the person is still alive." Hearing that someone was injured, Gu Jinluo felt uncomfortable and comforted herself. "Did you see any reporters taking pictures when the fire broke out last night?"

"The fire was so big last night that we were only focused on rescuing people and food. How could we pay attention to any reporters?" Ye Fan sat at the dinner table with a worried look on his face.

The servants brought the food and prepared to start the feast. Butler Hou pointed at the fish and said, "This is the fish soup that Miss Gu cooked herself. Young Master, would you like to try it?"

"You can cook too?" Ye Fan and Yang Lin asked in unison, with Yao'er watching the fun from the side.

She rolled her eyes, what a bunch of ignorant people. "What's so strange about me being able to cook?"

"I don't see any airs of a lady from a rich family in her." Yang Lin thought about it. Since they met, he really couldn't see any temper of a lady in her. At most, she was just indifferent to the sufferings of the world.

"Hmm, it tastes good. Give me another bowl." Ye Fan finished a bowl and asked the butler to serve another one.

After dinner, the two of them took a rare nap in the general's mansion. Gu Jinluo had been thinking about going out to look for Zhong Yulan while they were away, but now he could only wait until after his nap.

Perhaps he was really tired, as he fell asleep soon after lying on the bed. Gu Jinluo took her hand off her waist, and he simply hugged her tightly, hummed, and went back to sleep.

Before Ye Fan went out in the afternoon, seeing her indifferent look, he had no choice but to go forward and hold her and said, "If you want to go out, remember to bring a few more guards and wait for me to come back in the evening."

It was broad daylight, why were they talking about the night? She said, "Don't get too tired, be careful."

Yang Lin and Su Yaoer watched, wondering why these two were even more annoying than them?

Ye Fan kissed her on the forehead.

After sending the person out, she took Yao'er's hand and discussed: "Let's disguise ourselves and go to the newspaper office to look for that Zhong Yulan."

"What do you want to see Zhong Yulan for?"

"Ask her where she got the news, and see if you have any clothes that would suit me."