CHAPTER 372: CHAPTER 188: DISFIGUREMENT

"No!" Sang Wan urgently pressed down on his hand, biting her lip and whispering, "Stop messing around! This isn’t our house!"

The houses of their brother and sister-in-law were closely adjacent. If any sound were to be heard, she wouldn’t want to face anyone tomorrow!

"What’s there to be afraid of!" Shi Fengju’s heart was moved and he wouldn’t relent.

Sang Wan’s face flushed red as she was kissed until she was out of strength, gasping for breath and struggling, which seemed more like rejecting yet inviting, and finally yielded to him, softly saying, "Don’t be reckless!"

Shi Fengju chuckled softly by her ear, saying, "Right now, I can’t think of anything else, just you.."

After their intimate moment, both were covered in sweat. Shi Fengju kicked a brocade quilt to the corner and laughed, "Your sister-in-law remembers that we get cold, she didn’t forget to prepare an extra quilt."

Last time they visited, they still pretended to be husband and wife, naturally each wrapped in a separate quilt. Claiming to be cold, Sang Wan asked Mrs. Fang for an extra quilt, not expecting that Mrs. Fang would remember, today thoughtfully prepared an extra one without being asked.

On hearing this, Sang Wan couldn’t help but laugh, "My sister-in-law is always meticulous. Once she hears something, she always remembers it, making you the one to joke about!"

Shi Fengju embraced her into his arms and chuckled, "I’m not making fun; just remembered it and found it amusing! Miss Wan, it’s strange, we used to sleep in the same room every night and yet could bear it! Now I find it hard to get used to being without you!"

Sang Wan suddenly remembered what she had talked about with her sister-in-law during the day, and thinking of Gu Fangzi, she couldn’t help feeling a bit sour, saying, "Is that so? Once you have someone else, you’ll naturally get used to being without me! Our cousin, she’s coming out of mourning next month, right?"

"Jealous? Hm?" Shi Fengju’s eyes twinkled, playfully lifting her delicate chin as he asked with a smile.

Seeing him like this made Sang Wan’s heart sour even more, she turned her head away in a huff and softly said, "As you please, how dare I be jealous? Isn’t this how it is for women, it’s not like jealousy can change anything!" saying this, she couldn’t help feeling a bit of desolation.

"Silly Miss Wan," Shi Fengju sighed lightly, turned her face towards him and smiled, "I remember what I promised you, don’t worry! Once we get back, I’ll talk to mother about this first, I can’t stand seeing my Miss Wan feeling sour and jealous!"

Feeling embarrassed, Sang Wan smiled, "Who’s feeling sour! Don’t talk nonsense!" She hesitated, feeling a bit anxious, "Mother—she adores the cousin so much, what if—she thinks that I instigated you, what if she gets angry with me? Fengju, if mother gets angry, I’ll feel uneasy too! Be careful with how you speak to her!"

"Don’t worry!" Shi Fengju saw that she still cared about his mother’s feelings and felt very comforted, gently kissing her cheek and softly said, "Mother won’t suspect you, I know how to talk to her."

Sang Wan finally felt relieved and smiled at him slightly.

Shi Fengju pinched her softly around the waist, pretending to be annoyed and hummed, "You don’t trust me, do you deserve a punishment, hm?"

Meeting his gaze, Sang Wan felt somewhat guilty, lowering her eyes she mumbled, "I, I—"

"What about you," Shi Fengju said irritably and pinched harder, whispering next to her ear in an annoyed tone, "We’ll settle this properly once we get back!"

A thrill ran through Sang Wan, and she couldn’t speak, nestling more into his embrace. Shi Fengju felt his heart race and couldn’t help but embrace and kiss her again, only settling down to sleep after a long while.

The next day after noon, with reluctance, they boarded the carriage to return home.

After a restless night, Sang Wan soon felt drowsy in the carriage and her gaze wandered. Shi Fengju then held her and leaned her against him, "Just lean on me and get some sleep, I’m here."

Sang Wan drowsily opened her eyes, "Hm? Aren’t you tired?"

Shi Fengju chuckled, kissing her forehead and smiled, "I’m not tired, I’ll hold you."

Sang Wan hummed softly, closed her eyes, and leaned into him, soon her breathing became even.

For the first time, Shi Fengju observed her sleeping face so clearly. Her skin was supple and smooth, fair and lovely. Her beautiful and delicate features exuded a serene and gentle charm, her lips slightly pursed, eyelashes low, incredibly endearing, making one involuntarily want to cherish and love.

The more he looked, the more he liked it; he couldn’t hold back a grin, relishing in her beauty.