The young husband who needed a wedding to dispel misfortune (14)

Incense burned in the room. It was made by Qin Wuzhen himself using more than a dozen kinds of herbs. The ingredients were expensive, the scent was light, and it had a calming effect.

Xue Ci was in a daze, not knowing whether he was awake or asleep. In his hazy state, he felt two hands touching his lips.

Why would I have such a dream?

Xue Ci awkwardly tried to dodge, but the other person pinched his cheek without saying a word.

This time it went even further, they shoved it directly into his mouth.

The finger had a strong, bony feel, and the friction made Xue Ci make a whimpering sound. She tried to resist, but her limbs were too weak to lift.

"Waaah... no, no..."

He mumbled something, but then he heard the other person whisper in his ear, in a low, husky voice, "Why don't you want it, baby?"

"I see your cheeks are all red; you seem to be enjoying it."

The vulgar words made Xue Ci, who was still asleep, blush with shame and anger. He wanted to retort, but when he opened his mouth, the other person only probed deeper.

He could feel the discomfort in his mouth from the churning, and eventually, his mouth couldn't hold back his saliva, which flowed out along his lips.

His cheeks were soaked from being slapped.

And then, the person in my dream said something like, "Baby's drooling with pleasure."

Xue Ci was so embarrassed that she wanted to cry. Her voice trembled and her eyelashes were wet with tears. She struggled for a long time before regaining consciousness.

"Xiao Ci."

With difficulty, Xue Ci opened her eyes. Her vision was blurry, and she could only hear Qin Wuzhen's reassuring voice.

Why is Xiao Ci crying?

Hearing someone comfort her, Xue Ci felt a lump in her throat and nestled her head against Qin Wuzhen's chest, feeling wronged.

Tears streamed down his face, and his voice was pitiful. "I think I've been bullied... My mouth hurts so much."

Poor baby.

I really want to pull him onto my lap and touch him freely.

Suppressing the filthy desires deep within his heart, Qin Wuzhen feigned concern. "Let me take a look."

Xue Ci trusted older people completely, and since the two had just reconciled, he did whatever the other person said. He sat up straight, his black hair disheveled, and tear stains still visible on his cheeks.

I met a really fierce person.

"He put his finger in my mouth."

Qin Wuzhen leaned closer, inhaling the strong fragrance emanating from Xue Ci's lips and teeth.

It smelled even better after he stirred it with his fingers.

"I've been here the whole time and haven't seen anyone." Qin Wuzhen withdrew his unrestrained gaze. "Xiao Ci's lips are indeed a little red. May I take a look inside?"

Feeling Qin Wuzhen's gaze, Xue Ci became embarrassed and wiped away her tears. "It's nothing... I was just dreaming."

However, the tingling sensation on my lips did feel real.

My tongue feels sour too.

It felt like it had been rubbed with someone's fingers.

Xue Ci didn't doubt Qin Wuzhen and licked her lips.

Qin Wuzhen thoughtfully handed over some tea. "Xiao Ci's pulse has been unstable lately. As the weather gets colder, she should wear more clothes."

Xue Ci absentmindedly.

"Cold foods should also be avoided."

"Um..."

"Even sexual relations are forbidden."

Xue Ci froze, a look of embarrassment on her face. "Actually, I..."

Qin Zhuo was also worried about his health, so apart from kissing for a little too long, she didn't do anything too intimate.

He was too embarrassed to say it aloud, but Qin Wuzhen, being a doctor, felt comfortable asking, so he asked Qin Wuzhen to describe everything in detail.

Xue Ci over some details, her ears turning red as she spoke of these things.

He kept his eyes down and didn't see the obscure look in Qin Wuzhuo's eyes as he stared at him.

"Do these things less often too." Qin Wuzhen stood up and straightened Xue Ci's clothes. "These things can wait until the weather gets warmer."

Ideally, you should never sleep with other men.

*

Outside the corridor.

Qin Zhuo excitedly walked towards Xue Ci's room with the roll of paper in his hand.

Today, the teacher praised him again, saying that he had made great progress in his studies, and all of this was thanks to Xue Ci.

Of course, part of the reason he walked so fast was because he was afraid Qin Wuzhen would leave. He wanted to show his test paper to Qin Wuzhen.

It's probably an innate instinct for Qin Zhuo to compete. Even if he couldn't understand why he was doing this, he subconsciously wanted to show off his strengths to the other party.

"Second Young Master, please slow down." Jing Yun followed behind, panting.

The two young masters of the Qin Family are both so physically strong; no wonder they are brothers.

When Qin Zhuo was still some distance from Xue Ci House, he encountered Xie Qiaosi.

Thanks to Xue Ci's efforts, the two appeared to be on good terms, and Xie Qiaosi stopped making sarcastic remarks whenever they met these days.

But today, this person seems to have fallen back into his old habits.

Although he didn't say anything, his eyes were very strange.

Qin Zhuo ignored him and strode forward to find Xue Ci. After entering the house, Qin Wuzhen was helping Xue Ci tidy up the bedding.

"Big brother."

Qin Zhuo called out, "Did you come to bring us clothes today?"

"We" refers to the fact that, apart from the two undergarments given to him, the rest of the clothes were new clothes made for Xue Ci.

Qin Wuzhen hummed in agreement, then reminded him to take good care of Xue Ci, making sure she wore plenty of warm clothes, as it was getting colder recently. He then left some silver, saying, "Make sure to add more charcoal to the room."

After giving Qin Wuzhen instructions, he was about to leave.

Qin Zhuo chased after him outside. "Big brother, let me take you home."

He then Xue Ci behind him, "Wife, stay inside; it's getting windy outside."

The two brothers left the house. On the way, Qin Zhuo took the opportunity to tell Qin Wuzhen about his recent progress in his studies.

Qin Wuzhen hadn't intended to ask these questions, but seeing that he had brought it up himself, he stopped and asked, "Didn't you refuse to go to school before? Why are you willing now?"

Qin Zhuo had nothing to hide from Qin Wuzhen: "Big brother, I feel I'm not good enough for Xue Ci. Xue Ci seems to prefer those who excel in their studies."

"I'm naturally slow-witted. If I don't study hard, my wife might run off with someone else one day."

Qin Wuzhen thought.

I didn't expect Qin Zhuo to think so far ahead.

He frowned slightly. "What if Xue Ci really ran off with another man?"

Qin Zhuo stood there dumbfounded.

He only thought of this aspect and never considered that Xue Ci would run off with someone else.

"My wife... it shouldn't be like that." The foolish man scratched his head, seemingly embarrassed, his tone shy. "My wife lets me kiss her every night, she must like me."

He didn't notice Qin Wuzhen's face gradually turning cold after hearing these words.

"Even if I like you now, what about later? What if Xue Ci meets an outstanding man and falls for someone else? What will you do then?"

Qin Zhuo was upset by what was said, as if Xue Ci really liked someone else.

"Then... I'll ask him if he still likes me."

Qin Zhuo seemed to have figured it out. "Brother, I see that Master Zhang has married several women, and Xue Ci likes other women. I should still be Xue Ci's husband, right?"

Qin Wuzhen remained silent for a while before saying, "You're quite open-minded."

"As long as my wife is willing to let me stay by her side, that's fine." Qin Zhuo suppressed his bitterness, chuckled twice, stopped talking, and escorted Qin Wuzhen and Jing Yun to the school gate.

On the way back, Qin Zhuo kept thinking about Qin Wuzhen's words. Actually, he had lied—he didn't want Xue Ci to like other men; he wanted him to be the only one by Xue Ci's side.

Qin Zhuo quickened his pace, and once he returned to the house and saw Xue Ci, all his worries were forgotten.

It was darker inside than outside, and an oil lamp had already been lit.

The Xue Ci even more beautiful than usual.

Qin Zhuo stared blankly, then crouched down and hugged Xue Ci's legs. "Wife, don't leave me, don't fall for anyone else."

Xue Ci guilty after hearing his words: "Why... why are you suddenly saying these things?"

Qin Zhuo stopped talking and clung to his leg like a big dog.

What's wrong?

Xue Ci thought back carefully and realized that she and Qin Wuzhen had not done anything excessive today, and Qin Zhuo should not have noticed it given his intelligence.

The portraits he drew of Qin Wuzhen, along with the stolen calligraphy brush and handkerchief, were hidden in a drawer at home, securely locked. He would only let Qin Zhuo discover them when the plot was about to unfold.

Xue Ci frowned, still wondering if she had done something to make Qin Zhuo notice something was wrong, but Qin Zhuo had already stopped worrying about it and came over with today's homework to curry favor.

Xue Ci: "..."

"My wife!"

It's so nice to be a fool; one second you're worried, the next you can completely forget everything. Qin Zhuo rubbed against Xue Ci like a big dog, reminding her, "Wife, you said you'd let me eat if my studies improved."

His voice was so loud that Xue Ci's shoulders trembled, and she covered his mouth, saying, "Keep your voice down!"

Qin Zhuo immediately shut up and obediently nodded.

His gaze, however, was intense, fixed intently on them.

Xue Ci lingered, reviewing her homework once more. Qin Zhuo's answers were much neater than hers, and the teacher's comments were somewhat stilted; though she couldn't understand them, she could vaguely sense that they were praise.

Unable to find fault, Xue Ci reluctantly brought up Qin Wuzhen: "My elder brother came over today to take my pulse and said I'm not in good health and should do less of these things."

Qin Zhuo looked disappointed, but obediently replied, "Since it's what my older brother said, then I won't eat it."

Xue Ci thought she could get away with it, but then she heard Qin Zhuo groan twice. "But my wife, I feel so hot here, it's so uncomfortable."

Why again...?

"Just thinking about eating your rice noodles made this sore," Qin Zhuo pleaded, tugging at Xue Ci's clothes. "Please use your foot to help me, my wife... okay?"

He begged for a long time, Xue Ci, unable to bear his persistence any longer, finally nodded in agreement.

However, with everyone wearing thick winter clothes, it took a long time, and Xue Ci's legs started to ache. She complained, "I'm sleepy..."

Qin Zhuo's temples bulged with veins, his Adam's apple bobbing countless times, as he said in a low, hoarse voice, "Wife, the clothes are too thick."

Xue Ci no choice but to agree to let him take off his clothes.

It was already dark outside, and the lights inside were dim. Xue Ci's beautiful, slender ankle was being held in someone's hand. Her fair, tender soles touched the thick, bulging purple veins, which made one unable to resist the urge to defile them.

It's so pure, like the distant bright moon in the sky.

They want to dirty the moon.

As if he had no teacher, Qin Zhuo listened to Xue Ci's whimpering cries from being burned, and without the obstruction of clothing, he quickly got the scald onto the soft soles of her feet.

"It's burning hot..." Xue Ci's voice was full of suppressed emotion and a sob. After saying it, she felt that she was being too delicate, so she bit her lip and sniffled softly.

My wife looks so pitiful...

But why is it so hot?

Qin Zhuo dared not be presumptuous. With bloodshot eyes, she used a hot water-soaked cloth to wipe her snow-white soles clean.

A charcoal fire was burning inside. Xue Ci was covered in fragrant sweat and felt faintly hot all over. She haphazardly tore open her clothes.

He was so sleepy he could barely keep his eyes open, but the next second he felt his ankle being lifted up.

--It was placed on his shoulder.

"My wife smells so good... so good..."

Qin Zhuo could no longer hear Xue Ci speaking; he kept muttering to himself that Xue Ci's food smelled delicious and tasted sweet.

Xue Ci out a soft sobbing.

He was like Xiao Xue snowball, melting into a sweet liquid, which the man caught with his mouth.

Qin Zhuo's lips were hot and thick, and Xue Ci shivered from the heat.

This went on until midnight.

The oil lamp flickered with a weak flame, went out once, and was replaced with a new one.

Xue Ci felt herself being carried into the tub, her body feeling refreshed after being washed, but her skin was flushed red, and she couldn't fall asleep even when she tried to close her eyes.

Lifting his eyelids, Qin Zhuo was leaning close to the bed sheet to smell it.

Their noses were almost touching.

Xue Ci was so embarrassed that her vision blurred, and she kicked him away in disgust. "So annoying..."

Qin Zhuo, his breathing labored from the kick, asked, "Wife... what kind of water is that?"

"It smells so good..."

Xue Ci wanted to cry but had no tears. He really didn't want to argue with a fool, and he didn't blame him even though he was being licked until he was wet and soft.

Fearing that Qin Zhuo might ask some more embarrassing questions, he quickly found something for the other person to do.

Go boil some water quickly.

The bed sheets need to be changed.

Dirty clothes need to be washed.

I'm hungry.

Qin Zhuo nodded obediently. He worked efficiently, and the more he smelled it, the more fragrant it seemed, making him want to lick it.

*

The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the school was quiet, with only a few rooms still lit by lamps where students were studying diligently.

Xie Qiaosi couldn't sleep.

As soon as I lay down, the image of Xue Ci's lips being rubbed together flashed into my mind.

He didn't know who the strange man was. He only found out tonight from the page that the man who came to see Xue Ci was Qin Zhuo's older brother.

No wonder she said she felt neglected at home; it turns out she had two husbands sharing her...

Xie Qiaosi's eyelids twitched.

Both Qin Zhuo Qin Zhuo his elder brother were among the tallest men. Qin Zhuo, in particular, had a physique that clearly showed he had done manual labor for many years. His elder brother also had broad shoulders and did not appear to be a weak person.

Xue Ci will be caught in the middle...

He dared not think about those images, after all, Xue Ci looked too sickly, and her face was a mess just from rubbing her lips.

If we add him to the mix...

It'll be very filling.

Xie Qiaosi felt feverish all over, his breath was frighteningly hot, and he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

With a strange thought in mind, he got up, put on his coat, and paced back and forth near the school. Before he knew it, he had arrived in front of Xue Ci's house.

The lights were still on in Xue Ci's room, and if you listened carefully, you could hear some noises inside.

Are you still awake?

Xie Qiaosi was preoccupied with what he had seen during the day. After hesitating for a long time, he looked up and was about to knock on the door when it was opened from the inside.

Qin Zhuo was carrying out a basin of clothes.

Xie Qiaosi glanced at it without showing any emotion. He was very sensitive to smells and could detect an unusual fragrance in the room.

He had never smelled it before; it had a subtle, unique fragrance.

Qin Zhuo lowered his voice, his face instantly falling as soon as he saw him. "What are you doing here? Why are you looking for my wife so late?"

Xie Qiaosi was speechless for a moment, then scoffed, "I don't have homosexual tendencies."

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhuo's expression softened slightly. "He doesn't have the strength right now."

Why are you so weak? What happened to you? Were you kissed? Or did something worse?

Xie Qiaosi gave a nonchalant "Oh," and said, "Since I don't have the strength, I won't look for him."

He glanced again at the basin in Qin Zhuo's hand; it smelled very strong.

Are you going to help your wife wash her clothes?

When he spoke politely, Qin Zhuo wasn't annoyed, and his tone became less harsh. Afraid of disturbing Xue Ci's rest, he closed the door. "My wife is hungry, I'll go cook her a bowl of hot noodle soup."

There is a simple stove in the school for the students to use.

Xie Qiaosi: "Okay, then I'll help you start a fire."

Qin Zhuo asked suspiciously, "Why are you being so kind today?"

Xie Qiaosi: "Doesn't my wife hope we can coexist peacefully?"

Qin Zhuo immediately put on a stern face. "She's my wife, explain yourself clearly."

Xie Qiaosi evaded the question, saying, "Yes, yes, I'll say it soon."

Doesn't it matter whose wife it is?

Qin Zhuo was worried that Xue Ci go hungry, so he didn't stop Xie Qiaosi from helping. However, Xie Qiaosi, a young master, had never done any rough or heavy work before. He injured two places on his fingers while trying to start a fire before he could get it burning.

"You think you can get married and have children?" Qin Zhuo looked at him and suddenly felt confident.

Xie Qiaosi's expression also darkened after hearing what he said.

What am I doing?

Why would someone do all this for a married woman?

Why do all this useless stuff when all you need to do is offer your body to the young lady?

Xie Qiaosi was puzzled, but his body moved involuntarily to serve Xue Ci.

I must be crazy.

He thought.

He gritted his teeth and sent in another bundle of hay.

The burning hay crackled and popped. Xie Qiaosi was unharmed, and his gaze swept over the basin at Qin Zhuo's feet. "What are those?"

Qin Zhuo: "The clothes my wife took off."

No wonder it smells so good.

Xie Qiaosi trailed off an "Oh," then, as if thinking of something, asked, "Is it... comfortable with a man?"

Qin Zhuo was cooking noodles and didn't understand his convoluted words, so she let out a rough "Ah".

Xie Qiaosi remained silent.

After a moment, he finally spoke again.

This time it was much more direct. "Was it comfortable kissing Xue Ci on the lips?"

Qin Zhuo was taken aback. "Why are you asking these questions?"

Xie Qiaosi: "I'd like to ask you for advice."

Xie Qiaosi was used to being arrogant and rarely said such things. Qin Zhuo thought that his personality had been reformed by Xue Ci.

"My wife's lips are so soft, and her tongue and saliva smell so sweet, of course it feels good."

Xie Qiaosi's eyelids twitched slightly. "You kiss me every night?"

"I didn't kiss you tonight," Qin Zhuo said shyly, "But... I licked other places."

"It's so good to be able to serve my wife."

Although it wasn't said in full, it was precisely this perfectly timed ambiguity that made it all the more intriguing.

Xie Qiaosi sat quietly on the stool, his body scalded by the firelight from the stove.

Qin Zhuo had already taken the bowl of noodles away, leaving only the basin of clothes.

Xie Qiaosi moved closer as if possessed.

He picked up a small piece of white fabric.

It's very small, much smaller than his.

There was a small water stain in the middle.

Xie Qiaosi brought his nose close and was overwhelmed by the fragrance.

He clutched the small wad of cloth tightly, put it in his pocket, extinguished the fire, and went back to his room.

*

The next day, the teacher had something to do and did not have class.

Some students slipped out of the classroom and went outside, while most stayed in the classroom to study diligently.

When Xue Ci woke up, she heard Qin Zhuo apologize, saying that it was too dark last night and she might not have seen clearly, so she accidentally lost a piece of clothing.

"It's gone, it's gone, it's alright."

Xue Ci had never imagined that there would be an underwear thief in this all-boys school; his mind was completely focused on the progress bar.

The progress bar is rising rather slowly; it seems we still need to win over Xie Qiaosi.

Recently, Xie Qiaosi's relationship with Qin Zhuo has begun to improve, and Xue Ci plans to continue her efforts by knocking on Xie Qiaosi's door after dinner.

The man was slow to open the door; his face was pale, and he seemed to have not slept well the night before.

Xue Ci with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Xie Qiaosi took two steps back. "... It's alright."

Xue Ci "Oh," and then asked, "Are you going to school?"

Seeing that Xie Qiaosi didn't speak, he was about to suggest that he could teach the "Xue Script" technique that wasn't finished yesterday, but Xie Qiaosi suddenly said, "Go."

Xie Qiaosi's behavior was strange all day. Sometimes when they made eye contact, the other person would look at him with an indescribable expression.

When I invited him to lunch and asked him to sit next to me with Qin Zhuo, he would suddenly ask, "Can you handle two people?"

Xue Ci: "?"

It's weird, it looks like they're nitpicking.

But when it comes to something, they are very obedient and will do whatever you ask them to do.

Xue Ci didn't understand.

He sat upright at his desk, gripping the calligraphy brush tightly. His slender, white fingers were bent, revealing tiny veins.

She smells so good.

Every single strand of black hair smells sweet.

Her skin was so fair and smooth, it made you want to bite it.

The rest of her body will probably be whiter, and maybe she'll turn pink when she's aroused.

Xue Ci diligently copying the book, completely unaware that Xie Qiaosi would suddenly come over.

?

Xue Ci tilted her head, and as soon as their eyes met, she felt the man's burning gaze.

His fingers paused, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

Xie Qiaosi's voice was low and husky. "Qin Zhuo did something bad to you last night, didn't he?"

Xue Ci understood what the man meant by "bad things." His ears burned, and he suppressed his embarrassment. "... Nothing."

"I heard it all. He didn't eat your mouth, but he ate your... there." Xie Qiaosi couldn't help but swallow, his voice becoming hoarse. "You smell like Qin Zhuo's saliva on you today."

Xue Ci: "..."

What's that saliva smell? Xue Ci pouted, annoyed by the inexplicable words.

Suppressing his embarrassment and anger, he simply and frankly admitted it.

"Isn't it normal for my husband to do these things to me?"

As expected, Xie Qiaosi couldn't refute it. He lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.

After a moment, the man opened his mouth, but his voice was too soft for Xue Ci to hear.

He frowned, loosening his lip, and asked, "What bad things have you said about me now?"

This time.

Xie Qiaosi leaned close to Xue Ci's ear.

He spoke each word slowly and deliberately.

The low, humble voice clearly reached Xue Ci's ears.

"I want to lick that place for you."

Author's Note:

In the next chapter, the baby's illness will have improved a lot, and then she'll have to go... sobs [poor face][poor face][poor face]

I'm going out tomorrow, so there shouldn't be any early morning rush hour.

But I'm trying to get as chubby as possible during my recent vacation. [cat paw]