Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Chapter 39
This sounds simple, but it is actually very difficult.

How to see, how to listen, and how to explain, all need to be patient and careful for the politicians, step by step, and assess the situation, in order to finally win.

"Young master, don't be discouraged, you've done a good job."

She habitually used the tone of teaching Xie Zhixing to persuade him, and then paused after she finished speaking.

Xie Zhiyun raised the corners of his eyes, and smiled on the brows of his eyes, and then teased him: "Is my little father-in-law tired of preaching like this?"

She can always put on airs, Wei Ji's heart is slightly relaxed, and the boredom caused by the complicated affairs in his heart is swept away.

No wonder everyone in the barracks wants to marry a wife.

Marrying a daughter-in-law is fine.

Wei Ji was in a better mood, so he couldn't help teasing her: "Thank you Madam for your comfort, having Madam's words makes me feel more comfortable than eating a table of delicacies."

Wei Ji never spoke those official words, he was always crisp and sharp, Xie Zhiyun was not used to hearing it, but now he is used to it.

Habits are a terrible thing.

Xie Zhijun raised her head, her slender neck was bent with a crescent moon, her tone was a little arrogant, very cute.

"Young master can marry me as his wife, but Sansheng is lucky."

Look at her, like a proud cat, walking gracefully in the sunny yard.

Wei Ji felt that the cat's paw was stepping on the tip of his heart.

His throat slid up and down, bringing up a sudden restlessness.

His slender and powerful hands touched his side, and they caught Xie Zhijun's soft little hands without any mistakes.

His hands were strong and strong, with distinct joints, especially the calluses on his fingertips, rubbing against the back of Xie Zhijun's hand, causing a shiver.

Xie Zhiyun felt a numbness rushing up from the back of her hand, one wave came to the depths of her mind, and the other wave went straight to her heart defense, disrupting her regular heartbeat.

"What are you doing!"

Xie Zhiyun wanted to withdraw his hand, but he was obviously scolding him angrily, but his voice was coquettish.

She glared at him, but that look made him think nothing of it.

With a little force on Wei Ji's hand, he pulled her to his side, letting her fall on his generous chest like a weak willow supporting the wind.

Followed by his low voice.

"Madam, several days have passed."

The heat from Wei Ji's exhalation made Xie Zhijun's earlobe red, like a rare blood jade, so beautiful that people want to take a bite.

"Madam doesn't miss me?"

Wei Ji slightly loosened his hand holding the back of her hand, and immediately passed through her arm, all the way to her waist that he couldn't hold tightly.

Trembling and numbness swarmed over her, causing a thunderstorm on her waist.

Xie Zhiyun felt her waist go soft.

"Presumptuous." Xie Zhiyun's face was flushed, and his voice was soft.

Where is the cold and arrogant posture of rejecting others thousands of miles away.

Wei Ji smiled softly, and with a little force on her lower back, he gently grasped the soft and light flesh on her waist.

Xie Zhiyun snorted, finally getting anxious.

"What are you doing, it's sunny..."

Wei Ji didn't care so much, anyway, the servants in the dining room had already retreated, and there were only the husband and wife in the hall in the evening.

Close the door, it's all bedrooms.

Wei Ji lowered his head, accurately found Xie Zhijun's bright red lips, and accurately blocked her rejection that was about to burst out.

Lips and teeth blended, and no one was very sober.

Wei Ji whispered on her lips: "Twice a month is too little, how about adding two more?"

Xie Zhiyun could no longer hear his voice.

She was immersed in that fiery kiss, and her usually clear mind was also in a mess, and she didn't have time to react.

But the villain who did evil waited for an opportunity to enter, and left a brand on her lips like a devil whispering.

"If you don't refuse, it's considered you agree."

Xie Zhiyun was only a little sober at this time, she stretched out her hand, and twisted his waist gently.

"Wei Ji," Xie Zhiyun scolded him vaguely, "You are a disciple."

Wei Ji laughed loudly, and then let go of her, narrowly dodging her swinging fist.

"Ma'am," Wei Ji smiled like a sneaky cat, his brows and eyes were full of pride, "Madam just agreed to my husband's proposal, I will take a bath and change clothes carefully for my husband in a while, and serve my wife well."

Xie Zhiyun's face was redder than a cherry, as if she had just put on a layer of charming rouge, and her whole body was rosy.

"When did I promise you?" Xie Zhiyun raised his eyebrows coldly, "Go back to your wing and sleep."

Wei Ji felt aggrieved.

"Ma'am, you are the daughter of the Xie family, how can you be dishonest?"

Wei Ji stood up, did not give Xie Zhijun a chance to refuse, and patted her on the shoulder very sincerely: "Madam, wait for me, I will be there later."

Xie Zhiyun: "..."

When he left the dining room, Xie Zhiyun secretly hooked the corners of his lips.

When Wei Ji returned to the main room, he saw Xie Zhijun with his long black hair loose, sitting by the window and tending the incense burner.

She stretched out her slender hands, fiddled with the incense ash inside with a silver stick, waited until the incense ash was scattered, and then poured it into the basin next to it.

Wei Ji asked: "These days the fragrance smells good too, what kind of fragrance is it?"

Xie Zhiyun paused slightly holding the stick, and said, "This is Feiniaoxiang, with evening primrose in it. The fragrance is lighter than the previous Qianbuxiang, but the aftertaste is longer."

Wei Ji smiled casually: "I can't smell it, it's all very fragrant."

Xie Zhiyun: "..."

She really didn't want to play the piano with this cow, it was a waste of time.

Xie Zhiyun was probably a little awkward, and refused to show his face, so he sat on the Arhat bed and fiddled with the incense ash, cleaned the table for a while, and played with the incense burner for a while, but refused to talk to Wei Ji.

Wei Ji is not in a hurry now.

He sat beside her, quietly watching her serve these things, and it was rare that he didn't say anything stupid.

Xie Zhijun fiddled with it for a while, but before he could move, he subconsciously raised his head to look at Wei Ji's face.

Seeing this, she was dumbfounded.

Wei Ji always laughs on weekdays, but most of the time he is teasing her, either naughty or funny, or he succeeds in tricks, which always makes her angry.

But at this moment, perhaps because of the dim light, or perhaps because of the wafting fragrance, Xie Zhiyun actually saw a bit of tenderness from his smiling eyebrows.

At this moment, his deep starry eyes faded away from their sharpness and chill, leaving only a reassuring warmth.

Wei Ji's thin lips curled up in a gentle arc, and his whole person was relaxed, as if he and her were a real harmonious couple, and they sat together at night, talking about family affairs.

For some reason, Xie Zhiyun felt a tremor in his heart.

But at this moment, Wei Ji seemed to be in a trance, he didn't see Xie Zhijun's trembling eyelashes, he was immersed in his own thoughts.

At that moment just now, he seemed to vaguely understand what companionship is.

With her by my side, no matter what I do, I feel at ease.

This is companionship.

(End of this chapter)