The Young Husband Who Needed a Wedding to Dispel Misfortune (20)

Xue Ci was completely dumbfounded.

This is a highly aggressive move, and could even be described as vulgar.

Qin Wuzhen would not do such a thing.

But... Xue Ci then thought of how the other person smelled the sheets that night. He hadn't seen the exact expression, but it must have been similar to how it was now.

His dark eyes were deep and cold, as if they could suck you in.

Xue Ci felt her tongue being heavily rubbed by the calluses on Qin Wuzhen's fingertips, her mouth being scraped and rubbed until it ached, and she was drooling more than usual.

Fingers with rough, bony knuckles followed the slippery tongue, skillfully touching the sensitive palate, and then producing an ambiguous, wet sound.

Xue Ci so ashamed she almost fainted.

A misty haze filled her light-colored pupils, like beautiful glass reflecting in water.

A whimpering sound, like that of a small animal, escaped his throat. He tried to push away the uncomfortable fingers, instinctively using his tongue to push them away.

Qin Wuzhen's breath caught in his throat, his pupils dilating with excitement at this rare interaction.

Her lips remained open, unable to Xue Ci, and saliva gushed out of her mouth, wetting her chin.

Her eyelashes were trembling violently.

But it was like a helpless kitten.

He held his breath and furrowed his handsome brows.

This movement did not escape Qin Wuzhen's eyes. The man paused for a moment, then withdrew his wet fingers.

She then brought her face close to Xue Ci's.

Xue Ci licked her lips, snapping back to reality.

Qin Wuzhen is very close, which is annoying.

The kitten asked in a displeased tone, "What?"

Qin Wuzhen remained frozen in place. "I'll give you a slap."

Xue Ci was stunned. "W-what?"

"I lost my composure just now." Qin Wuzhen was bothered by the fleeting look of disgust Xue Ci had just shown. Listening closely, he could hear a tension in the man's tone. "There are many bad men out there, and they're very good at lying. I'm afraid you'll be bullied."

Xue Ci sniffed, clearly not accepting his explanation. "There's no one else, you're the one bullying me."

Qin Wuzhen's throat tightened. "I... what do you mean, 'you'?"

Xue Ci felt embarrassed by what she was being said, and forced a smile, "You're bullying me."

He felt that Qin Wuzhen probably had never been in a relationship, but didn't want his younger brother Qin Zhuo to be cheated on, which was why he acted so irrationally.

But this cannot be an excuse.

He has a temper too.

Xue Ci's face was drooping, her eyelashes were wet and clumped together, she really looked like she had been bullied badly.

He turned his face away, preparing to leave the room without saying a word, but was stopped by Qin Wuzhen.

Do you hate me?

She's been nagging him, teasing him, suspecting him of kissing other men... and now she's clinging to him, refusing to let him leave. Xue Ci, unusually unfriendly to her elder, nodded. "Can't you feel it?"

Qin Wuzhen's face stiffened.

Xue Ci doesn't even want to look at him now.

I really dislike him.

How can I hate him?

Qin Wuzhen repeated his words, even more urgently. "Sorry, I saw you almost getting kissed by that lecherous rogue, and you lost your composure."

You slapped me.

It doesn't matter how many you draw.

Xue Ci's eyes gradually widened.

It was rather strange to hear these words coming from Qin Wuzhen, such a cool and composed older brother.

"No, no need..."

Xue Ci withdrew his hand in fear, but the other person grabbed his wrist and pretended to help him apply the smear to his face.

What are you doing?

Does he seem spoiled, unreasonable, and prone to slapping people?

Perhaps Qin Wuzhen felt that this was the only way to make up.

Xue Ci, lost in thought and already annoyed, now found his arm gripped. His blood boiled, and in a moment of impulsiveness, he used all his strength to slap Qin Wuzhen across the face.

The man's face shifted directly to the side.

Xue Ci used a lot of force this time, so much so that Qin Wuzhen's face immediately showed a handprint.

Qin Wuzhen seemed to have not expected him to have such strength.

My cheeks burned with pain and I instantly lost all feeling. Yet, a lingering fragrance remained on the tip of my nose.

As if afraid the fragrance would dissipate quickly, he increased his breathing, a layer of hot sweat broke out on his back, and even the veins on his forehead and neck bulged.

My back trembled uncontrollably.

Qin Wuzhen was dominated by this strange feeling.

It wasn't humiliation, but excitement.

It's great.

He never expected that being slapped by Xue Ci would feel so good.

The pretty girl who had just slapped him across the face was decisive when she did it, but now she was scared.

Her eyelashes trembled as she cautiously glanced in his direction, yet unable to swallow her pride, she explained, word by word, "You insisted I hit you, that's why I did it..."

I initially rejected you.

You can't fight back.

You can't blame me either.

Qin Wuzhen chuckled softly.

Xue Ci by him and took a step back, her shoulders trembling.

But his fingers were grabbed.

He let out a startled "ooh," but then felt Qin Wuzhen's warm, large hand cover his palm.

Is your hand numb?

Um?

It seemed like she was massaging his fingers.

Xue Ci was initially on guard, but Qin Wuzhen didn't seem to blame him at all, and even acted as if he had been forgiven and they had made up.

With a bewildered expression, Xue Ci, who subconsciously realized something, began to act spoiled. "It's all your fault! You're all skin and bones, you're the only one who gets hit."

After saying that, he felt he had become lawless.

After all, Qin Wuzhen is the elder brother, not Qin Zhuo, so he can be more casual in his attitude.

As soon as Xue Ci looked up, she felt her cheek being gently pinched.

"The flesh on your face is quite soft."

This is...?

Xue Ci felt that Qin Wuzhen's behavior was like that of a street thug who liked to harass others.

Perhaps it was because of her brother's goodwill, or perhaps it was because of the knocking on the door outside, but Xue Ci didn't have time to think about such an overstepping act.

"Xue Ci, are you inside?"

The strange atmosphere made Xue Ci immediately pull his hand back and slip away through the narrow gap. Like a small but agile cat, he quickly reached the door.

Xie Qiaosi stood outside, still holding the two potted flower seedlings in his hands.

He said sincerely, "I'm sorry, my actions just now were reckless."

"It won't happen again."

I'll get your permission before we kiss.

"...!"

Xue Ci was about to explode with anger; her husband's older brother was still behind her!

If someone as chaste as Qin Wuzhen heard this, he'd probably give her a cold shoulder and go crazy.

He immediately said, "I only consider you a good friend. Don't do that again next time."

"Good friends... well, let's just be good friends then."

That's still much better than others. Xie Qiaosi masked the disappointment in his voice. "Then let's go shopping. I'll buy you whatever you want, as an apology."

Xue Ci wanted to refuse, but such a direct refusal would only make it seem like there was something between him and Xie Qiaosi.

Furthermore, in later episodes, Qin Wuzhen develops a good impression of Xie Qiaosi.

This could lead to misunderstandings, which is not good.

Xue Ci frowned in distress, finally making up her mind. She turned to Qin Wuzhen and asked, "Big brother, do you want to come along?"

*

The Lantern Festival is just around the corner, and the streets are decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.

As darkness fell, Xue Ci's face glowed red against the lantern light. He seemed very happy, his brows and eyes relaxed, and even his tone of voice became coquettish.

Can I buy this?

"Look, look! It's a Kongming lantern!"

"Amazing!"

Xue Ci rarely goes out, and she wants to buy everything she sees. The two men standing behind her take turns paying for everything.

Xue Ci is a bit fickle; he'll want to buy anything that looks fun, but he'll get tired of it after a few uses. However, he'll keep these things safe and won't throw them away carelessly.

Xie Qiaosi's hands were full of trinkets that Xue Ci had her eye on. He glanced at one of the rattles and chuckled.

Is it a baby?

I enjoy playing these games.

He glanced at Xue Ci, whose face was radiant with joy and vitality.

If it were a baby, it would definitely be the most beautiful one.

Seeing that he was staring longingly at a candy skewer, Xie Qiaosi offered to pay for it.

I received a "thank you".

Xie Qiaosi felt like he had hit the jackpot.

He leaned closer to Xue Ci: "Is it because you like sweets that you're so sweet?"

Xue Ci blinked, her expression seemingly not understanding, but she said, "It wasn't from eating candy, it's something I was born with."

Such words would seem pretentious to others, but coming from Xue Ci, it's clear he's naturally sweet.

My wife is so sweet.

If only it were his wife.

Xie Qiaosi felt itchy all over, so he moved closer without making a sound, hoping to get something in return.

Xue Ci was already used to his sudden advances.

They walked around the streets for several hours, the two tall men standing close to him, not letting anyone else touch him.

Eyelashes drooping.

Xie Qiaosi really wanted to reach out and touch it to see what it felt like.

Of course, besides eyelashes, he was even more curious about the texture of Xue Ci's plump lips and tongue.

They're definitely too young.

Xie Qiaosi forced himself to stop these shameful and licentious thoughts. How could he think such things about such an innocent face?

What he should do is to be unconditionally good to Xue Ci.

Although he's not even a backup option right now.

A simp never thinks he's a simp. Xie Qiaosi leaned close to Xue Ci's ear and whispered, "Did you slap Qin Wuzhen?"

Qin Wuzhen's skin was pale and cold, and the handprint was very obvious. Xie Qiaosi was not surprised to see that they had spent the whole afternoon together.

Xue Ci's ears turned red, and she awkwardly uttered an "oh".

No wonder he looked so pleased.

Xie Qiaosi's tone was full of jealousy.

Why didn't you hit me when I tried to kiss you this morning?

"..."

Xue Ci was bewildered, her lips opening and closing repeatedly, unsure of what to say.

He felt as if he had encountered a group of strange perverts.

That's not surprising.

He guessed they were all Fragment.

Xie Qiaosi wanted to strike while the iron was hot and say some frivolous things to Xue Ci, but unfortunately Qin Wuzhen returned soon after.

The man held a wrapped piece of oil paper in his hand, the contents of which emitted a faint, sweet aroma of malt.

Xie Qiaosi saw Xue Ci buy this. "Is it for Qin Zhuo?"

"Yes, he'll be sad if we don't bring him something."

Xue Ci was like a dedicated hunter, never forgetting to bring food back for her large dog.

To prevent the sugar from getting stained, he took out a clean piece of parchment paper and carefully wrapped it up along the outer layer.

The way he was so focused, even his breathing became shallow, made the two men present quite jealous.

Perhaps because he felt good after being slapped, Qin Wuzhen was the first to lose his temper.

"Does Qin Zhuo like to eat this?"

He spoke in a calm tone.

Xue Ci nodded. "This is his favorite food."

Qin Wuzhen felt a swelling and soreness in his chest.

Xue Ci didn't even know what he loved most.

"What does it taste like?" Qin Wuzhen felt increasingly jealous as he thought about it. He reached out his hand, but Xue Ci immediately dodged it.

"This is for Qin Zhuo." Xue Ci remembered the knowledge he had memorized, her little face serious. "You can't share it with anyone else."

Others... who does he even count as?

Qin Wuzhen's arm froze in mid-air for a long while before he withdrew it.

Are all of those belonging to Qin Zhuo alone?

They wouldn't even give him a single piece.

Qin Wuzhen at Xue Ci's profile, his eyes filled with a chilling intensity.

If this continues...

He was about to lose control.

*

Qin Zhuo returned home with a wound on his face, only to learn from Madam Liu that Xue Ci had gone out with Xie Qiaosi and his elder brother.

His face was filled with disappointment and covered in bruises.

Startled by his face, Madam Liu asked with concern, "Oh dear, what happened to your face?"

How could Qin Zhuo possibly admit that it was caused by a fight with Xie Qiaosi, or even by jealousy? It would be embarrassing for the elders to hear, and the Song Family would definitely think he was an unreliable husband.

"It's nothing, Mother. I was in a hurry to get home to see you, and I tripped and fell on the way."

Madam Liu was surprised, and after a moment she spoke, "... Is the way home from school this difficult? Even that young master from the Xie Family got his face bruised and swollen from falling."

Qin Zhuo felt guilty and remained silent.

But inside, he was seething with hatred.

Xie Qiaosi will probably come over this afternoon to play the victim for Xiao Ci.

What a despicable stray dog.

He took the ointment Madam Liu gave him, and in the cold weather, he neither ate dinner nor applied the ointment. He just sat in the yard with a long face, waiting for Xue Ci to return.

Stubborn like some kind of large wild beast, loyal to its master.

Qin Zhuo knew that the maids and servants in the courtyard were laughing at him behind his back.

What do they know? He's freezing himself like this, not even putting on any medicine, his face is covered in wounds. When Xue Ci comes back, she'll be heartbroken for him.

Qin Zhuo waited and waited from dawn till dusk, and finally Xue Ci returned.

Upon seeing Xue Ci, he immediately stood up, pressed his entire body against her, and said anxiously, "Wife, where have you been? Why didn't you take me with you?"

He sounded anxious, his tone tinged with complaint, but Xue Ci didn't say a word. As soon as she took out the malt candy, he was completely appeased.

Dogs are the easiest to coax.

Especially a stupid dog like Qin Zhuo.

When Qin Wuzhen saw his face, and then thought of Xie Qiaosi's face, he immediately understood what was going on. He frowned slightly, telling him not to get into fights at school and cause worry.

Qin Zhuo said "Oh," took the malt candy, and popped a piece into Xue Ci's mouth, filling both of their mouths with a sweet taste.

Qin Wuzhen didn't get to eat the last bite.

That night, Qin Zhuo played the victim to Xue Ci, saying that Xie Qiaosi had stolen something and that's why they fought. When Xue Ci saw him like that, she felt sorry for him, like her own dog had been bitten a few times.

He personally applied the ointment to Qin Zhuo, making the fool laugh heartily.

As a result, her joy turned to sorrow, and by evening her cheeks became hot.

Xue Ci touched his forehead. "It's a little hot, but you don't have a fever yet."

He already knew something about Qin Zhuo's constitution and estimated that he wouldn't be able to catch a fever.

11: [He looks like he's about to catch fire.]

Um?

Xue Ci, who was about to tell Qin Zhuo to drink hot water, looked blank. The next moment, her slender ankle was grabbed by the man and rubbed back and forth.

Do, what to do.

Xue Ci braced her hands on either side of her body, her fingers rubbed red from the sheets.

This posture makes me feel very insecure.

Moreover... he could probably guess what would happen next.

The memory of wetting the bed last time immediately flooded her mind, Xue Ci's shoulders trembled slightly as she kicked Qin Zhuo's shoulder with her other foot.

Qin Zhuo, however, directly resisted his leg and leaned his head in.

His hair was stiff, and it quickly turned Xue Ci's tender thighs red.

Xue Ci's voice trembled as she said, "No, you mustn't..."

Qin Zhuo raised his face, nuzzled the nose gently, and said in a low, husky voice, "Xiao Ci, I won't put the bigger one in."

"My tongue is so hot right now, can you lick it for Xiao Ci so Xiao Ci?"

"It's so tender there, it'll ooze lots of sweet juice."

Qin Zhuo licked his lips greedily. "I'm so thirsty, my wife."

Author's Note:

They're just a bunch of gluttonous dogs.

My older brother licked my lips this morning, and now he's licking my tender little thing tonight, waaaaah, I'm so busy! [poor face]