The prince is very fierce

Chapter 54: Flower Candle (207/526)

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With slight steps, he moved to the door. Zhongli Jiujiu tidied the hair around his ears and said softly through the door:

"Mr. Xu, you don't sleep at night, what are you doing here, sister?"

There was a slight tremor in his tone, obviously trying to stay calm.

"We agreed to go somewhere to consummate the marriage, could it be possible that you forgot about it?"

Zhongli Jiujiu's breathing was up and down. Her personality wanted to be stronger and refuse, but her rationality prevented her from being too presumptuous. After a moment of silence, she raised her hand and opened the door bolt.

Squeak—

The door opened, and Xu Buling, wearing a white young master's robe, walked in from the outside and closed the door smoothly.

"Woo-"

Zhongli Jiujiu trembled in fright, curled her hands on her chest, and slowly stepped back: "Xu... Xu Bu Ling, you can't be presumptuous, sister, I... I'm not the kind of casual woman, you can pursue me if you like me. I can do it too, but you can’t force me to do anything..."

With trembling words, he took two or three steps back to the other end of the house and leaned against the window.

Xu Buling's expression was calm. He held two candles and a wine gourd in his hands. He did not look at Zhongli Jiujiu wantonly. He walked to the table, lit the two red candles with a fire stick, picked up the wine glass and poured two glasses of wine, and then He took out the white handkerchief and put it under the quilt...

Methodical and silent.

Zhongli Jiujiu's voice gradually became softer, his hands were held tightly, and his red lips seemed to be bitten. I feel like a fish on the chopping board, about to be cooked, but I can't struggle, and I don't know how to resist.

After Xu Buling arranged the wedding room, he turned around, straightened his clothes, raised his hand and said:

"Madam, come and sit down."

The voice is gentle and the smile is full of smiles.

"..."

Zhongli Jiujiu's eyes were filled with a bit of resistance, but he kept moving, walking slowly in small steps, and walked to Xu Buring:

"Ms. Xu... please forgive me. I... I am several years older than you, and I have never been married..."

Xu Buling held Zhongli Jiujiu's wrist, pushed her down on the bed and sat down. He took two white porcelain wine glasses from the table and handed one to her:

"Madam, I've treated you badly. I'll make up for the wedding ceremony after we return to Suzhou. We can make it as big as you want."

Zhongli Jiujiu pursed her lips and looked at the handsome face under the red candle: "Thank you...what's wrong with me? I'm not a girl from an aristocratic family, just a wild girl in the world...but we South Vietnamese girls love her very much. Dare to Love dares to hate, if you dare to betray me, I...I will not spare you..."

The words were soft and without any force.

The beautiful lady sat under the red candle, her mutton-fat jade-like cheeks were stained with a slight blush, and her eyes were naturally a bit foxy, like that seductive little goblin, but the look in her eyes was far more beautiful than anything in the world. The chaste and fierce woman was even shyer, as if she was afraid that the man she would spend her whole life with would think she was an immodest woman. Even her usual cynical smile disappeared, and she pursed her lips lightly, showing a somewhat dignified and conservative look.

The night of flowers and candles is always the most beautiful time for a woman.

The light blue thin skirt wraps up her graceful figure. She sits neatly with her hands folded on her waist, and the moving curves outlined in the light and shadow are perfect. The high skirt is a bit tight, and it looks like she is wearing a bellyband, which is rare. Her buttocks sitting on the white handkerchief make the skirt tight, and the flesh color is faintly visible under the candlelight, which is indescribably alluring.

Xu Buling looked up and down, sat down beside him, and raised the wine glass in his hand:

"Madam, come here."

"oh……"

Zhongli Jiujiu put her arm through Xu Buling's elbow and drank a glass of wine. The spicy wine made her frown. She relaxed a little, put down the wine glass, and sat there not knowing what to do.

Xu Buring raised his hand and put down the curtain, and gently pushed Zhongli Jiujiu's shoulder.

"Woo~"

Zhongli Jiujiu's expression was tense, and he didn't know how he fell on the pillow. He wanted to move to the inside to hide, but then he remembered that all the men in the Central Plains were sleeping on the inside. For a moment, he folded his hands on his waist and did not dare to move.

With a smile on his face, Xu Buling sat down next to him and held his feet under his skirt.

Zhongli Jiujiu quickly closed her eyes, arched her instep slightly, and shrank slightly:

"You...why don't you forget it..."

"Relax, you're not going to the execution ground. You usually look best when you are generous and generous, but now it's boring to be so coquettish."

Xu Buling took off his embroidered shoes with patterns and pulled down his tube socks, revealing his white and crystal-clear feet. The soft voice on his lips calmed Zhongli Jiujiu's emotions.

"I'm going to be beaten by you... I'm just a woman, how can I not be nervous..."

Zhongli Jiujiu clasped her hands together tightly, opened her eyes slightly, and stared at the back of the man sitting next to her. Her gentle movements and words did make her feel a little more at ease. She took a few hard breaths and wanted to speak, but she couldn't. No way to tell.

Xu Buling held his cold feet and warmed them a little before pulling up the quilt, covering Zhongli Jiujiu, and then lay down in it.

Squeak—

The old bed in the inn sank slightly and made a slight sound.

Zhongli Jiujiu's body tensed up, trying to escape, but he didn't dare to move. She felt Xu Buring leaning against her side, pressing against her tightly, and passing her arms from behind. She raised her hand slightly, standing between the two of them, and her voice trembled:

"Don't...I...wuwu..."

A woman who has always been sharp-tongued and cynical, who usually dared to say anything, was actually scared to tears at this moment.

Xu Buling had long since noticed that Zhongli Jiujiu was just being tough with his words. He smiled secretly in his heart, hugged him a little tighter, and gently stroked his back with his palms. His voice was calm and gentle:

"You are so old and you are still crying. This is not the sister Jiujiu I like."

Sister Jiujiu...

Yes, I am older than him, how could I be so unsatisfactory...

Zhongli Jiujiu's eyes were filled with water, and his face was already red as an apple, but he forced himself to calm down, slowed down his breathing, and squeezed out a smile:

"I...I'm not afraid. What's the point of crying when my daughter's family gets married? I've seen a lot of medical skills and I've already understood this kind of thing. What's the big deal..."

Xu Buling raised the corners of his mouth slightly and put his cheek against Zhongli Jiujiu's forehead: "I don't believe it."

"real……"

Zhongli Jiujiu was confused and extremely nervous, no better than being trapped in a stone room. He seemed to be afraid that if he stopped talking, he would face something big that he had never experienced before, so he couldn't control his words:

"I have read a lot of medical books. This kind of thing is actually for the purpose of carrying on the family line. It is normal for people and animals... In the village, there are some older aunts who talk about these things all day long. On the lips, he came to me and asked me how to make men more powerful, which scared the men in my family to the point of weakness..."

"Really? I haven't been to South Vietnam yet. Tell me about your family. I haven't heard you talk about it yet."

The man's gentle voice lingered in the ears, without any lust, just a couple's night chat, which was both close and sweet.

Zhongli Jiujiu didn't know why, but she couldn't resist this feeling at all. She slowly closed her hand between the two of them, put her forehead against Xu Buling's cheek, and said in a quiet orchid voice:

"There's no reason... I was born in a village in South Vietnam. It's surrounded by high mountains and ridges, not far from Liuzhou. The place is called Feishuiling, and the village doesn't have a name... It's different from you in the Central Plains. The government basically controls Once inside the mountain, each village is in charge of its own affairs, including clan elders, village masters, etc..."

The words were soft. After saying a few words, Zhongli Jiujiu seemed to be more settled, and her body slowly relaxed: "...My grandfather is a doctor in the village. It seems that he escaped from the outside during the war, so he brought A lot of medical books... I've been reading these since I was a child, and I also learned all kinds of stuff from the witches in other villages. My father followed my grandfather and didn't let me learn how to raise voodoos, use poisons, etc...

...When I grew up, I ran around alone in the mountains, learning whatever was powerful. I heard that Dragon Lock Gu was powerful, so I went to more than a dozen villages to inquire and research, and then I figured it out on my own... Later, my parents went to the mountains to collect herbs. , something happened accidentally, and I became a loner. Because the mountains were too small, I had read about the bustling scene of the Central Plains in a book, so I wanted to come out and have a look. I was only fourteen or fifteen at the time, traveling across the two countries alone, and encountered many things. You must have heard of them all. ...Chu Chu was also robbed at that time. She was very well behaved when she was a child..."

Xu Buling listened quietly, his hands gently caressing Zhongli Jiujiu's waist. After she completely relaxed, he gently opened the ties of her skirt.

Zhongli Jiujiu was confused and didn't know what he was talking about. He just felt that time was passing quickly and slowly, and his thoughts could not be connected together. His breathing became more and more rapid, with a faint fragrance like orchid, until he finally stopped quietly, and just All that was left was a faint murmur.

The candlelight was dim and the curtains showed subtle ripples. The room in the quiet winter night seemed to be isolated from the whole world.

I don’t know how much time passed before the man’s words rang out:

"Madam, where did your leg ring go?"

"...That thing...taken it...can't you find medicine? You're so young, why..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? It would look better if you put it on..."

"Oh...then I'll bring it..."

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"It hurts~... My dear brother, please don't..."

"What a good brother, call me a good brother..."

"I'm older than you...call me sister~..."

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