Be in low spirits

Gu Jinluo nodded and smiled without saying anything. Ye Fan pulled her into his arms and said, "Drinking is not good for children."

"Then... let's dance?" She always felt that it would be too abrupt to get to the point right away.

"Are you shy?" Ye Fan looked at the person in his arms. Her face was a little red, she pursed her lips, and lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

She nodded. Perhaps because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, she was a little unfamiliar with these things.

Ye Fan grabbed her hand and put it on his waist, and said, "Then let's dance?"

He smelled of Lysol soap, and his hair was half dry. He held her in his hands and pressed her against his chest. She could clearly hear his heartbeat, which was a little fast.

"You... don't have to jump." She held his waist with both hands, not daring to move or speak loudly.

"Luoluo, I'm sorry for making you suffer these years." Ye Fan held her in his arms and started dancing.

"Does your wound still hurt?" She also began to care about what he had experienced over the years.

"Everything is fine when I see you." The wound used to itch, but now when I see the person in front of me, it neither hurts nor itches, and I feel much more at ease.

"Luoluo, I miss you so much." Even while holding her like this, he was still thinking about her in his mind, like a habit, or like he couldn't help himself.

"I know." Ever since they met again, she could feel his longing for her, so thick that it made her feel a little breathless.

"You don't know, a few years ago, I couldn't remember it, but I always stared at the pocket watch in a daze. When I remembered it, I wanted to go find you. I almost went crazy. Yaoer said that after you received the letter, you locked yourself in the study all day and didn't want to see anyone. But I still can't find you."

Talking about the past, Gu Jinluo also became sad. Those days were indeed very difficult to endure.

"You finally agreed to come to Jinghua, but you brought another man and told me that he was your husband. I was so angry. Ji Huai told me that you had a child, and I was so angry that I vomited blood." Ye Fan still felt scared when he thought of what happened that night. Fortunately, it was just a fake marriage.

Gu Jinluo couldn't help but shed tears, sniffed her nose, looked up and comforted him, "Xingzhi, it's all over."

Ye Fan wiped away her tears distressedly and kissed her. Gu Jinluo climbed up his neck in response. The kiss was long and delicate, as if to make up for the longing for each other for so many years.

Ye Fan let go when she was almost out of breath, and lowered his head to look at her lips which were a little red and swollen from being kissed. Her breathing was a little rapid, and she greedily breathed in the fresh air.

He stroked her lower lip with the tip of his thumb and asked softly, "How about we go to bed?"

"Okay." Gu Jinluo grabbed the belt of his bathrobe and said softly.

Ye Fan carried her to the bed and untied her nightgown. She nervously grabbed his hand and said, "The light...is not turned off yet."

He sighed, picked up his shoes from the floor, and slammed them onto the switch, turning off the light. The night enveloped the room, the curtains were blown by the breeze, and the two passionate hearts gradually drew closer.

The straps of the nightgown slipped off, revealing a piece of snow-white. Ye Fan's breathing stagnated. He swallowed his saliva and kissed her neck.

Gu Jinluo's hands fumbled for the quilt on the bed, trying to cover it, but he picked it up and grabbed it, and then his breath was taken away.

Ye Fan thought about her for a long time and couldn't help himself.

Cicadas are chirping outside the window. On a summer night, the moonlight is like a mirror. The stream in the rockery in the yard is flowing. Butterflies are fluttering on the water, creating ripples. The small light on the outdoor table flickers a few times and then goes out.

"Be gentle, it hurts..." the person in his arms said to him panting, exhaling a sticky breath, hot and delicate.

He pulled the person closer to him, but the person in his arms had no strength left and was limp. Even the hands holding her dropped. He coaxed, "Luoluo, hug me."

Gu Jinluo put her hand on his chest, touched the scar on his chest, and kissed him. Ye Fan's heart was shocked, and he moved forward uncontrollably.

She couldn't help but clench the hand that was against her chest. Her nails were not long, but they still scratched his skin, and he couldn't help but tremble.

When the love affair ended, Gu Jinluo lay on her side, still not recovering her strength. Ye Fan put his hand under her neck and hugged her and talked to her: "Luoluo, don't you need to take good care of your body?"

"Me?" She didn't feel that she was so weak that she needed to take supplements.

"Every time you are so tired that you just want to sleep and don't want to talk to me." He lifted her hair, leaned close to her neck, smelled her scent, and felt more at ease than ever before.

She turned around, put her hands on his chest and said, "It's because you are too energetic, not because I am weak."

Ye Fan propped his chin against her hair and asked, "Do you remember drinking a glass of foreign wine in the study of General Xiazhou's mansion?"

"Xiazhou General's Mansion? What happened?" She only had a general idea of ​​these old events in her mind and couldn't remember too many details.

"You got drunk with just one glass of foreign liquor, and started to act like a spoiled brat with me, insisting on taking off your clothes yourself." After regaining his memory, he could clearly remember every detail of his time with her.

"So what?"

"After that, what would you do if you told me you were pregnant?"

"Well, isn't that right, they haven't gotten married yet?"

“But I didn’t get pregnant that time.”

"Luckily you didn't get pregnant. You still have the nerve to say that."

"But I wanted you twice in the study that day."

Gu Jinluo moved his body and looked up at him, somewhat shocked. Ye Fan smiled, hugged him tightly, and said, "If you have recovered, should you try a few more times?"

"No! How could you do this to me when I'm drunk?"

"No! You looked drunk... I really couldn't help it, and you grabbed my collar and wouldn't let me leave, and kept shouting my name, so I..."

"I don't believe you. I have to finish slowly every time. I don't have the energy to pull your collar. If you really want to, you can just pull it and it will fall off."

"It's mainly because you always call my name and seem to need me, so I... Besides, didn't I comfort you?"

"How can you comfort someone like that? Do you always comfort other women like this?"

"No! Other women, whether they are happy or sad, has nothing to do with me. I only care about you."

"What about Dr. Jiang?"

"My mother wanted to keep Doctor Jiang. She said it was for my injury." It turned out that she cared about me. He thought...

She stopped talking and turned around to sleep. Ye Fan thought she was angry, so he pressed on her and asked, "Really? There is nothing between me and Dr. Jiang, not even when I lost my memory."

"I didn't say anything, why are you panicking?" She lay down and looked at him.

Ye Fan supported himself on the bed with his hands. When she lay down, their posture was very ambiguous. He raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously and leaned over to kiss her.

"Hmm..." She frowned, but did not refuse, just grabbed his shoulders with both hands.

Seeing that she did not refuse, he became bolder. This time he simply tore off her nightgown. Even in the dark, he could still see her snow-white skin and the redness of her lust.

"...I'm so thirsty...Xingzhi, hmm..." She wanted to grab the hand that was touching everywhere. The places touched by the calluses felt slightly itchy, and her heart began to itch as well.

"Call me again, Luoluo." He held her up and she sat up. The silk quilt slipped off her body, and the red marks on her collarbone were all his work.

Her legs were weak, and she couldn't get off him. She leaned her head on his shoulder to breathe, and called out weakly, "Xingzhi."

"I'm here." The weather was a little hot at this time, and both of them felt a little sticky. The hot air they exhaled made the temperature in the room rise as well.

Gu Jinluo felt dizzy, and the arm around her waist was strong and powerful. "Are you... okay? Uh..."

She thought the second time would be shorter, but it turned out to be longer than the first time. Maybe she really should make up for it.

"It's only been a short time, and you can't stand it anymore?" He had been thinking about her for too long and just wanted to stay with her longer.

She grabbed his wrist and wanted to kiss his palm. Ye Fan held her hand, clasped his fingers together, and whispered in her ear, "Kiss your chest."

Gu Jinluo didn't want him to succeed, so she straightened up and bit his earlobe. A tingling sensation spread throughout his body, and he unconsciously pulled him down to continue.

When the battle died down, Gu Jinluo fell asleep and didn't even have the energy to take a shower. Ye Fan held her in his arms, feeling more satisfied than ever before.

In the morning, Aunt Liu specifically told the servants not to disturb her in her room. When she woke up, it was almost ten o'clock. It seemed that she would not be able to return to Anjiang today.

When she turned around, Ye Fan was holding his head with his hands and looking at her with a smile. Seeing that she woke up, he asked, "What are we doing?"