The husband who forced her to marry her couldn't keep her warm, and she didn't want him to

After Gu Jinchu asked the maids to go down, he blew out the candles in the room.

The only light in the room was the clear moonlight cast by the waxing moon hanging high outside the window.

The cherry wine not only has a rich fruity aroma, but also a sweet aftertaste. It is a perfect match with Jin's braised food, and Gu Jinchu drank more without realizing it.

I’m thinking about bringing back some braised food for my grandmother next time I go back to Baodi. She learned her hobby of drinking from her.

After marrying Jiang Nansheng in the previous life, I have never drunk like this again.

She wanted to maintain the dignity of a wife of the Jiang family, but was also afraid that Jiang Nansheng would see her losing composure after getting tipsy.

Now thinking about it, it’s so boring. “What’s so good about getting married?”

Thinking of this, he murmured.

"Who do you want to marry?"

The man's inquiring voice suddenly appeared in the room. It was a voice that was extremely familiar to her, imprinted in her mind and engraved in her heart.

Gu Jinchu turned around while lying on the kang, and when he saw Jiang Nansheng appear, he thought he was hallucinating.

Must be an illusion.

How could Mr. Jiang Wu, a dignified and self-respecting man, break into the boudoir at night?

He stood up from the big kang by the window, walked slowly to the man, threw the wine glass in his hand at him, and the man grabbed it.

The man was wearing a moon-white gown with a hint of cherry red running down his chest.

The outline of the chest is vaguely visible.

Gu Jinchu raised his finger and pointed at him, "This time it's not me who appears in front of you."

His fingertips poked and prodded his warm chest, and the illusion seemed quite real.

Jiang Nansheng tightly grasped the wine glass in his palm, and the wound that had not yet healed broke again.

He took a step back, putting some distance between himself and Gu Jinchu.

How could she be so bold.

Do you know what the consequences of touching a man are?

She took a deep breath. If she hadn't been so bold, she wouldn't have done what she did before.

Let him...let him...

Thinking of what he had heard, the servant asked, "Who do you want to marry?"

Jiang Nansheng asked the same question again.

Gu Jinchu tilted her head to look at him. Under the moonlight, the jacket she was wearing not only failed to cover her up, but the gauze was so thin that it seemed see-through.

Looking at it, there is a deep, alluring charm that makes people unconsciously fascinated.

"Who to marry? I haven't decided yet. It's probably better than marrying Jiang Nansheng..."

The man couldn't care about anything else after hearing this. He took Gu Jinchu's hand, held her in his arms, and asked her with red eyes: "Didn't you say you would marry me?"

Gu Jinchu had never seen him lose his composure like this before. Even in the last life when they were in love, the man simply hugged her and whispered softly in her ears.

She raised her head and gently stroked his eyebrows with her cool fingertips, "I don't want to marry you. What's the point of marrying you?"

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes became moist as she whispered like a lover, saying the most hurtful words, "I have liked you for so long, but in the end I never got a response from you..."

"They all say that I'm not worthy of you..." Tears fell like beads from a broken string, and the air was filled with the scent of cherry wine from her body.

"You like Miss Shen, I'll help you... um..."

Gu Jinchu opened his eyes wide, but the words he hadn’t finished were blocked by the man in front of him.

Jiang Nansheng pressed the back of her head with his uninjured hand, and put his other hand around her waist and lowered his head.

Strong, domineering, powerful...

The soft and slightly cool touch made Gu Jinchu feel as if he had returned to his previous life.

She opened her watery peach blossom eyes and looked at Jiang Nansheng, who was so close to her and whose breath was intertwined with hers.

The man closed his eyes slightly, half of his figure disappeared in the darkness, and the other half was reflected in the cold moonlight.

She felt herself getting even drunker and becoming a little dizzy.

The man whose body was pressed against hers had his heart beating fast, hitting her again and again.

It made her heart tremble violently.

A man who was gentle as jade in his previous life will become strong and difficult to satisfy behind the scenes.

A kiss stronger than this.

A more lingering move when being candid.

She and Jiang Nansheng had done this in their previous life.

At this moment, he closed his eyes like he did every time. She once thought that this was his deep love, but now she found it so hard to accept.

She couldn't even feel his joy and love, so where did his deep affection come from?

The despair and sadness when I saw the painting, the fear and relief when I fell off the cliff, all the lost emotions came flooding back again.

Tears kept rolling down her cheeks.

Finally it flowed into the corners of the two people's tightly pressed lips.

I feel the wetness on my face and the saltiness on my lips.

One drop, two drops, and gradually more and more.

Jiang Nansheng opened his eyes, his gaze deep.

Gu Jinchu knew this kind of look in his eyes too well. Every time he did this in the tent, he wished he could rub her into his body and eat her up.

"Jiang Nansheng...you can't bully me like this..." Gu Jinchu shook his head, choking with sobs and almost unable to speak.

Jiang Nansheng picked her up like a child and sat down on the kang by the window.

He held her in his arms and rested his forehead against hers. "Didn't you say you never got a response from me... How old are you? Can you accept me like this?"

Gu Jinchu: "..."

She doesn't understand.

In his previous life, Jiang Nansheng was not like this.

He wiped away the falling tears gently, his eyes sparkling like tiny gems. Noticing her avoidance, Jiang Nansheng held her face with his uninjured hand.

"When you reach the age of 15, I will come to propose marriage. There is no Miss Shen, and there has never been..."

Gu Jinchu pushed him, but his body was extremely hard, and his backhand was restrained deeper.

"No...I said I don't want to like you anymore, and I won't marry you anymore...Ugh!"

Treat it tenderly, like a treasure in your hands.

When I raised my head again, my tears had stopped.

The hazy look in Gu Jinchu's eyes gave him a bad feeling.

"It was you who provoked me first and decided on me first. When I heard that you were discussing marriage with someone else, shouldn't I feel wronged?"

"Gu Jinchu, do you really not remember me?"

"You can only marry me..."

...

Gu Jinchu held his forehead and propped himself up from the bed. Last night’s dream was a bit confusing.

The man in the dream seemed to have suffered a great injustice, and he was counting her crimes in her ear...

Her throat was a little dry, and she couldn't help but lick her lower lips.

In the previous life, things with Jiang Nansheng were quite harmonious. Sometimes the prince's wife would tease her, so she might as well find a sister to help her share the burden...

Thinking of those days and nights, Gu Jinchu sat up with a red face.

Seeing the Third Young Miss lifting the bed curtain, Bai Shao stood in front of her and looked her up and down. She always felt that something looked different about the young lady.

Gu Jinchu stood up from the bed and said, "I'm very thirsty. Pour me a cup of tea."

After she finished speaking, she cleared her throat, her voice a little hoarse and with a hint of seduction.

Bai Zhi came in, walked around behind Gu Jinchu, and asked nervously, "Miss, why is there blood on your body?"