I'm his wife, how come I don't know?

Above the nine-story attic, fireworks bloomed in the night sky like brilliant stars, embellishing the bustling city below like a dreamlike painting.

Si Ling specially laid a layer of transparent protection.

To prevent the flying fireworks from accidentally hitting Jiang Chu.

The snacks and cakes that Jiang Chu had carefully selected, as well as the bottle of fragrant osmanthus wine, were also placed out.

Sitting on the roof, while enjoying the delicious snacks, he opened two bottles of osmanthus wine and invited Si Ling to drink with him.

"Si Ling, cheers." Jiang Chu raised his glass and said.

"boom--"

With a crisp collision sound, the two people's wine jugs touched gently, as if two hearts were meeting at this moment.

Si Ling and Jiang Chu took off their masks.

Half sitting on the roof.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, casting its cool and refreshing light, while beneath their feet there was a scene of brilliant lights and prosperity.

"Si Ling, happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Jiang Chu turned his head and gave Si Ling a warm smile.

"Well, happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Si Ling responded softly and took a sip of osmanthus wine. The taste of the wine slowly spread on the tip of his tongue.

Very sweet.

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Chu, only to see that Jiang Chu's cheeks had turned red due to the effect of alcohol, but it was obvious that he was not drunk.

Si Ling was just about to persuade Jiang Chu to drink less, but suddenly he heard a slight noise coming from under his feet.

"No one will come up. The attic is closed at night. Don't worry, sister-in-law..." A man's voice came.

"Ah...but it's still not good..." A woman's voice was a little shy.

"Sister-in-law, it smells so good..." The man's voice was intoxicated.

Jiang Chu's cheeks turned red instantly, and his embarrassment was evident.

Si Ling put away the snacks and osmanthus wine, pulled Jiang Chu up, and flew lightly to the roof of another slightly shorter attic.

Jiang Chu didn't drink too much this time. He was still conscious, but his cheeks were a little hot.

I don’t know if it was the effect of the wine or the words I just heard that made me think so much.

Jiang Chu's fingertips trembled slightly and his heart beat uncontrollably.

He glanced at Si Ling, his expression remained the same.

Jiang Chu looked at Si Ling's red lips unconsciously and swallowed gently.

Kissing it, it is soft and slightly cool, and now there is a hint of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance...

But Si Ling still looked aloof and cold, and she really didn't have the courage to confess her feelings to him.

Jiang Chu could only take a big gulp of the osmanthus wine, gulp it down.

Si Ling wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Come on, this ancestor, drink and forget things.

No matter what he said or did tonight, it would be difficult for him to remember it tomorrow.

Si Ling felt that this was very unfair to him. It was clearly him who teased him, but he was the only one who remembered it the next day.

And those things will repeatedly arouse the burning abyss of desire.

"Xiao Lang, will you marry me?" A woman's voice came from not far away.

Si Ling and Jiang Chu were both attracted by the sound not far away.

A few dozen meters away, on an empty arch bridge, stood a handsome man and a beautiful woman.

"Yes, I will ask my mother to come and propose marriage tomorrow."

The man answered gently, then leaned down and kissed the woman passionately.

A deep kiss followed.

Jiang Chu saw it clearly and was in a state of confusion.

It felt like countless ants were gnawing at his heart, but he didn't dare to look at Si Ling.

He was afraid that the emotions in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

The night wind blew gently, and Jiang Chu regained a bit of his sanity.

I turned around and was about to say to Si Ling, it’s too late, let’s go back.

I met Si Ling's calm and deep eyes.

Jiang Chu opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

"Si Ling..." Jiang Chu still called softly.

After saying this, Jiang Chu felt like he was getting drunk just by looking at Si Ling.

It looks like a white night-blooming cereus blooming under the moonlight, or like a snow lotus blooming on the top of a snow-capped mountain.

Waiting for him to pick it, but it was blasphemed.

Jiang Chu staggered and moved his body over.

Si Ling was surprised and caught him when he almost fell.

Helplessly said: "You are drunk again..."

Jiang Chu’s brain was about to explode, and his head was stuck on Si Ling’s shoulder.

His voice was hoarse: "I'm not drunk."

Jiang Chu was not really drunk this time, but he just couldn't suppress the restlessness in his heart.

He moved his head away from Si Ling's shoulder.

The two were so close that Jiang Chu could even see the pink tip of Si Ling's nose and the delicate and tiny pores.

His eyes moved down to the cool, rosy lips.

My mind is already full of kisses.

My mouth doesn't obey me.

"Si Ling..."

"Hmm..." Si Ling rolled his Adam's apple and held his waist with both hands.

"Do you want to kiss?" After Jiang Chu asked, his breathing began to become hot.

"What is kissing?" Si Ling always heard some very new words from Jiang Chu's mouth.

Although he could roughly guess what Jiang Chu meant, he would forget it when he thought about tomorrow.

So I thought of teasing him.

Jiang Chu thought about it and changed the way he asked the question.

"Si Ling, can I kiss you?" Jiang Chu's face was already red enough that blood seemed to be dripping out, and the tips of his ears looked as if they were stained with red paint.

The whole person looks like a ripe peach.

The voice was even more bewitching.

Si Ling swallowed.

He leaned over and pecked Jiang Chu's lips lightly.

As good and kissable as ever.

It is soft and moist, with a light fragrance of osmanthus wine.

Si Ling's eyes deepened three points.

Jiang Chu pouted a little unhappy: "Just... just a kiss?"

Si Ling nodded deliberately and seriously: "Yes, just for a moment."

Jiang Chu snorted and turned his head away.

Si Ling gently straightened Jiang Chu's head. His light-colored pupils reflected Jiang Chu's cheeks that were flushed with shyness and his eyes that were full of expectation.

"I kissed you and you couldn't remember it. How can you be angry?" Si Ling's words broke the tense atmosphere, but added a bit of ambiguity.

Jiang Chu came forward and said in a cute voice: "I promise, I won't forget tonight."

"Si Ling, can you just kiss me?"

There was a hint of pleading in Jiang Chu's voice, and his eyes reflected the brightness of the full moon, a pure and intense desire.

Si Ling didn't answer, but his actions had already answered his question.

He held his waist with one hand and gently supported the back of his head with the other.

He leaned in and kissed her.

There was only each other left in their world, only the messy yet lingering breath, and the gasps and hums covered up by the fireworks.

Jiang Chu was in Si Ling's arms, burned by the passionate kiss and turned into a pool of soft water.

After a long time, Si Ling let go of Jiang Chu.

Jiang Chu smiled with curved eyebrows and gently held Si Ling's enviable face with her slender white hands.

She gently pinched the flesh of his cheek.

Smiled sweetly at him: "Si Ling, I really like you."

Jiang Chu's smile was reflected in Si Ling's eyes, and his voice was gentle:

"Me too."

The long sky-blue hairband and the pure white hairband fluttered in the wind, entangled together.