Shaojun riding the sea

"What do you want?"

Shi Xuanling was facing upwards, her brown eyes were extremely seductive under the reflection of the moonlight. She had a quarrel with Yue Wujiu just because of it, and now her cheeks were thin red, sweat was dripping from her forehead, and her crimson lips were slightly redder. Panting, if she took a selfie in the mirror at this moment, she should know how breathtaking she is now.

Yue Wugui was short of breath, his eyes stared straight at the girl below him, as if a fire was starting to ignite, his eyes became darker, and he couldn't help poking his fingers over, following her loose collar a little bit. slid in.

"I really want to do something...happy things with you."

"What, what joy?"

Shi Xuanling was a little itchy, and a strange feeling arose in her heart. She subconsciously shrank her neck, and the more innocent movements barely stopped.

His chest was heaving, as if trying to endure something, after an unknown amount of time, he slowly withdrew his hand and stroked her soft lips.

While rubbing it gently, he murmured: "Forget it."

Within close proximity, their breaths were entangled, Shi Xuanling's ears turned red, and her mind became dizzy. She only heard Yue Wujiu burying his head and talking to himself in her ear:
"It's better that your father had the foresight to place two beds. Otherwise, even the gods wouldn't be able to bear it if they slept together every day..."

"What does it have to do with my father?"

"It doesn't matter." Yue Wujiu buried her neck again, and said vaguely: "It's just that if I do that happy thing, I'm afraid your father will want to hack me to death..."

"what?"

Shi Xuanling's long eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were a little clouded for a moment, Yue Wugui leaned over her and let out a low laugh: "Silly girl."

He passed between her fingers with one hand, intertwined with her fingers, buried his head in her neck and lingered all the way, his heartbeat accompanied by low panting, beating on her atrium again and again.

The curtains flew up, and on the bed, Shi Xuanling suddenly screamed in pain: "You bit me again."

She subconsciously reached out to push him, but she couldn't push him no matter what. Instead, she heard his deep laughter: "It's not biting, it's leaving a mark."

The warm lips and teeth clung to her, biting her collarbone all the way, Shi Xuanling couldn't dodge it, her eyes became more and more misty, and her cheeks were terribly hot.

"Obviously it's just biting. You bit me all over my neck, and... and my ears. Why do you like to bite so much?"

The innocent girl was a little impatient for a while, but both hands were firmly held down by Yue Wujiu. She lay under him unable to struggle, and could only feel his warm and lingering breath:
"You said that I am a cat. Don't cats just like to bite people? Bad girl, you can bear it. Who asked you to raise me, a little gray cat..."

His voice became lower and lower, and Shi Xuanling seemed to be immersed in the sea water, floating and sinking, making it difficult to discern the direction. It was also like drinking strong wine, making her face red and heartbeat, and she was intoxicated.

The curtain shook once and for all, and after an unknown amount of time, Yue Wujiu let out a long sigh of relief, buried his head in Shi Xuanling's hair and stopped moving, he moved her up and down, inside and out After "biting" for a while, he finally suppressed the churning flames in his body.

Now that his whole body was buried in her black hair, he felt that the empty space in his heart was being filled little by little. He closed his eyes and felt the silence and tranquility in the dark night.

Shi Xuanling's skirts were disheveled, and there were bite marks all over her neck. At this moment, she finally regained her breath. She stretched out a hand, gently grabbed the boy's burning ears, and hummed:

"You kitten is really disobedient. One day, you will bite me so anxiously. Nine lives are not enough for me to teach you a lesson..."

Yue Wu blamed her for pulling her ears, and smiled along with her in the dark, but he didn't know what to think of, after a long time, he suddenly lowered his voice, and sighed: "Actually, if I really have nine lives, it would be great. At least it can replace my father and suffer the death penalty of a thousand cuts, and allow a few more people in the Yue family to survive..."

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Shi Xuanling's lips also stopped, she felt the boy's heavy heartbeat, and heard him continue to murmur in her ear:
"It's a pity that I only have one life, and I was thrown into exile at sea. At that time, I thought I would almost die in that ship. Without you by my side, I wouldn't be able to survive now..."

"A Yue..."

Feeling the little gray cat's depressed mood, Shi Xuanling couldn't help stroking his cheek again, but the young man who was leaning on him suddenly raised his head, looking at her with burning eyes, with a bit of eagerness, a bit of anxiety, and a bit of anxiety. With indescribable complex emotions, he grabbed her hand and asked:
"Xuan Ling, do you like me? Are you really willing...to marry me?"

Shi Xuanling was stunned, without thinking: "Really, why are you asking this kind of question again?"

Her brown eyes seemed to reflect the young man's restless heart. She felt that he was acting strangely tonight, as if he was extra... worried about gains and losses.

That's why he touched her bed in the middle of the night, hugged her all the time, buried her in her neck and bit her back and forth, like a wandering kitten who couldn't find a home.

Shi Xuanling looked up at Yue Wujiu like this, and her heart softened unconsciously. She caressed the bridge of his nose, and finally placed her fingers on his thin lips. Her movements and tone were all comforting. General:
"Didn't you bring that dreamy wedding dress? Don't we still have to go to the pagoda to meet your mother and officially get married under her witness?"

"Yes, I have brought all the wedding clothes. You are destined to marry me and be my wife..."

Yue Wujiu murmured, as if he felt relieved, but he seemed to be dazed, repeating these few words over and over again.

Shi Xuanling's heart felt sour, and she raised her other hand to hold the boy's slightly hot cheeks together. She looked at him seriously, and said tentatively:
"A Yue, what happened to you tonight? Why do you look worried about gains and losses, and look restless? Is it because His Majesty is angry and unwilling to retrial the case of Yue's family? Don't worry, let's think of a way together, and we will always be able to pay back your father in the future. I'm going to go beyond the family to be an innocent..."

When the case of the Yue family was brought up, the more blameless eyes dimmed again. Only then did Shi Xuanling realize that she had touched his heart again, so she quickly held his face and pecked lightly at his thin and beautiful lips. After taking two bites, seeing the little gray cat on his shoulder wagging its tail and regaining some vitality, he changed the subject and said:
"Or what did my second sister say to you? It upset you and made you sleepless..."

"No."

Yue Wujiu lightly interrupted Shi Xuanling, stretched out his hand to hug her, wrapped her slender waist from behind, and put his chin on her shoulder.

"I don't care what she says. She and I are strangers now, and there is no entanglement."

He obviously didn't want to talk more about the "Second Sister" that Shi Xuanling was talking about, so he just hugged Shi Xuanling tighter with his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his own flesh and blood.

"Little Bell, go to sleep, I'll just hug you, I feel more at ease when I hold you..."

The night was dark, the moon was cold and the wind was clear, and the beads on the curtain were glowing with a soft light. Yue Wugui stared at the beads for a long time, until the person in his arms was completely asleep, then he quietly got up and stood in front of the wardrobe.

The wardrobe contains all the luggage that Shi Xuanling took back from the post house, which naturally includes the pair——

His mother sewed them stitch by stitch by herself, embroidering the bauhinia pattern, and he gave the shoes to the "third sister" in the attic back then.

He and Xuanling's luggage were packed by him alone. Since he lived in Lanxin Courtyard with her and had a new home, he has learned a lot of life skills. The "Master of the World", who also can't do it, has become the "ten good man" who is good at washing, cooking, cleaning and tidying up, and can take care of his "little wife" in an orderly manner, without her worrying about anything.

On this trip back to the imperial city, he packed up his and Xuan Ling's things, and the special pair of bauhinia shoes, of course, also crossed the ocean from Yunzhou Island, and he brought them all the way. In the imperial city.

The young man held the lamp and stood in front of the wardrobe. With little effort, he took out the pair of embroidered shoes from his luggage.

The uppers of the shoes had been worn out, so he went to the weaver next door and learned needlework. He stayed up many nights before repairing the shoes stitch by stitch.

Now holding the pair of embroidered shoes in his hands again, Yue Wujiu stared at them for a long time, his mind was in a trance for a while, and the "earth-shattering" confession of the girl he had overheard at the door of Shi's house seemed to echo in his ears— —

"I haven't read as many books as my second sister, and I don't know how to chew on words, but I know that I really like Yue Shizi very much. In this life, he is the only one."

"No matter what he becomes or what situation he falls into, I will never despise him or abandon him. I am willing to be with him in good and bad, suffering and joy together!"

"In my heart, Yunzhou Island is not bitter. As long as two people who love each other are together, everyone in the world can be home!"

Those words struck Yue Wujiu's heart in the dark night, making him even more dazed. At that time, his whole family was destroyed, and he himself fell into the mire from the clouds, was demoted as a jade slave, and was punished by everyone. Disgusting, but he never expected that when his life was at its darkest point, there would be a little girl who vowed to love him and would never abandon him, and was willing to go to the ends of the earth with him and spend her whole life together. The whole life must be him!
On the ship where he was exiled, he was so ill that he almost died. It was she who stayed by his side, fully clothed, taking care of him day and night, and pulled him out of the abyss little by little.

He didn't know why she liked him, and where her love for him came from, and after a long circle in his mind, he finally settled the "source" on a pair of small embroidered shoes.

In front of the attic of the Shifu that year, he gave her the pair of shoes, maybe he also warmed her heart trapped in the attic?

People are always willing to catch a ray of light that shines into their lives, he treats her like this, and she treats him like this.

From the moment she appeared on the pier wearing the shoes embroidered with redbud flowers and flew towards him, he was sure of her "like", and his gloomy world was brightened again.

God seemed to be cruel to him. He lost a home, but God sent her to him so that he could rebuild a new home with her on Yunzhou Island.

The marriage was destined, he thought that they had already identified each other, but tonight, another voice suddenly appeared, which seemed to viciously smash his fantasy, telling him that he was wrong from the beginning.

The liking he thought was the "source" never existed, his self-justification was false, her following him when he was most desperate, that trip to exile at sea was just because——

"She has never liked you from the beginning to the end. She went to Yunzhou Island with you just to escape from the Shi family. She told me all these things. If you don't believe me, you can ask her!"

There was a sudden stabbing pain in his heart, as if being pierced by countless fine needles, Yue Wugui stood in front of the closet, clenched the pair of embroidered shoes in his hands, and even had difficulty breathing for a while.

"The shoes on my feet were indeed given to me by your mother. You must have made a mistake. Shi Xuanling never received your shoes. If you don't believe it, you can go to the pagoda and tell you personally. Mother, please ask me!"

The cold wind in the courtyard howled, the young man stood with a lantern in his hand, his back remained motionless for a long time, and a slight murmur landed on the pair of embroidered shoes.

"Are the embroideries... redbuds or camellias?"