Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

The third day of being taken captive to the mountain.

When the maid came to deliver food, she knocked twice outside the door and then stopped without coming in.

In the past, she would just push the door open without saying hello, and she never took her seriously, but today she was pretending to be so. Everyone in the village knew that she was mute, so how could they let her in?

Ruan Ruan had a gloomy face and pretended not to hear.

Perhaps because she was getting impatient, there were several more knocks on the door, which continued endlessly. Ruan Ruan stood up impatiently, opened the door, and turned back speechlessly after seeing who was outside. She almost couldn't help but slam the door back, and all the emotions just now were stuck in her chest.

Why did she knock on the door when she was going back to her room? She didn't make any sound, so she thought it was someone else!

On the day she arrived at the village, Ruan Ruan moved into Song Qiyuan's room and slept on the same bed every night. This morning, she found that he had rolled away most of the red wedding quilt, leaving only a corner for him. He didn't say anything and kindly gave her the rest of the quilt with a strange attitude. He didn't touch her these days. Sometimes she could clearly feel that he didn't want to, but in the end he would just ask her to go to bed quickly. This made her a little bolder.

Song Qiyuan came in with a food box, and glanced at her as if to check if the food was intact. Only then did he lower his head with satisfaction and took out the dishes and put them on the table. He lowered his eyes and said abruptly, "Before, you said you were too vegetarian and treated you like a rabbit. I was really wronged. I should have let you eat grass and leaves for every meal... I don't want you to say that."

Ruan Ruan ignored him, but her hands holding the dishes and chopsticks were rude.

Song Qiyuan sat down opposite her, resting his elbows on the table, his hands crossed under his chin, watching her eat, his eyes curved in a beautiful arc.

"Is it delicious?" Not affected at all by her attitude.

Ruan Ruan's mouth was full and she was still chewing hard. When she was in Pei's house, no matter how delicate and time-consuming the food was, she was still picky about what she ate. Here, it was not the same as before. She could not accept such a gap. And she was proud of her status, so it was even more difficult to satisfy her appetite.

But after two meals of hunger...

Ruan Ruan put down her chopsticks, drank some water, took out her notebook, and said, "It's OK."
He paused, as if he suddenly remembered something, and quickly wrote, [It's just a little annoying! ]
Song Qiyuan looked at her empty bowl and smiled, without exposing her. He supported his face with one hand, and said in a sweet tone that seemed a little sticky, "Neither meat nor vegetables are allowed. You are really a difficult young lady to serve." As he spoke, he took out a bag of snacks from his lapel.

"Can I still eat it?"

He narrowed his eyes and watched her take the paper package. "Everything will be ready in the next two days. I am looking forward to getting married with you. You too, right?" He smiled and tilted his head slightly, staring at her lazily. Like a good-tempered cat.

……

The next day she was notified of her marriage. It was the first time that Ruan Ruan saw her lover, whom others talked about, but they only met once.

Ruan Ruan was sent to the room. She drank some wine during the dinner. She sat on the edge of the bed with her body limp. Thinking of those tearful eyes, she felt that she was in trouble. Even if Ruan Ruan looked down on Song Qiyuan, she was definitely unwilling to share him with others.

She thought about a lot of things without knowing the beginning or the end. After sitting for a while, she became even more drunk and felt dizzy. She closed her eyes and her limp body fell back on the bed uncontrollably. The rouge covered the redness of her cheeks, but the powder on her neck could not be hidden and was completely lost under her red wedding dress.

The collar was pulled open uncomfortably.

She was used to sleeping in this bed, and her hot breathing soon calmed down.

The candle flame flickered silently.

She felt breathless in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, and her body seemed to be covered with something wet and sticky, as if small insects were crawling slowly, making her feel itchy and uncomfortable, and subconsciously repulsed. Ruan Ruan frowned and opened her eyes uneasily, with tiny beads of sweat on her face. Seeing a shadow falling on her body, she opened her lips weakly.

Failed to stop his actions. (End of this chapter)