How If (Dong Hua And Feng Jiu Story)

29. Reunion

Dong Hua and Feng Jiu matched each other in the pink party attire. They sat in a luxurious carriage drawn by horses on the way to Ye Hua's second wedding. Dong Hua stroked Feng Jiu's head which was on his chest. Traveling that took a long time gave them time to make out.

In the morning, before leaving, Feng Jiu had actually prepared a beautiful set of party clothes. It even matched Donghua's outfit complete with red inner and black outer robes. Feng Jiu imagined how brave Dong Hua was behind the splendor of the robe. She even wore the dress. A red dress laden with gold thread embroidery and crystals in the shape of a Phoenix, a fox and a peach blossom. Once again, it matched what was adorned on Dong Hua's clothes. Dong Hua who entered their room in Qinque was even stunned by the look on her back, while she was busy looking at herself in the mirror.

Aware of her husband's presence, Feng Jiu turned around, looking at his face lovingly. Her hand reached out in welcome. "How do I look?"

Dong Hua approached Feng Jiu. The woman lit up as her husband stared at her intensely. She knew Dong Hua liked the way she looked. "You are the most beautiful woman."

"I have prepared for you too. Look!" Feng Jiu's words sounded cheerful as she walked towards the bed where the expanse of a set of Dong Hua's robe was.

Dong Hua moved closer to his wife, as if Feng Jiu was a splendor more beautiful than all those elaborate robes. He kissed Feng Jiu's forehead, staring intently at her face. The woman's face, which was usually cute and loving, turned so luxurious with bold eye makeup and fiery red lips. Dong Hua felt like he was holding onto the embers, unwilling to share all that with the rest of the crowd at the party. With his magic, he stripped his wife's body. Feng Jiu's mouth was about to protest when a pink dress appeared to wrap around her beautiful body followed by a change in her makeup to a simpler one.

Recalling this in the carriage, Feng Jiu snorted and separated herself from her husband's embrace. Her lips pursed into a frown. Dong Hua smiled to see that and asked, "What's wrong, my dear wife?"

"Why don't you agree with my wardrobe arrangement. It must be great on you. Instead you should wear pink." Feng Jiu pouted.

"What's wrong with pink? It goes well with your dress."

Feng Jiu snorted. "But, I like that red dress."

"You are too beautiful to see by anyone. I don't like it."

Feng Jiu's annoyed face turned into an amused smile. "Who's jealous here?"

Dong Hua withdrew Feng Jiu's hand and kissed it. "I'd rather you wear the dress just for the beauty in my eyes. Private. Intimate," Dong Hua whispered near her ear as he said the last two words.

Feng Jiu blushed. "I'd rather wear nothing for the beauty in your eyes. Private and intimate." She looked down, her face starting to turn red.

Dong Hua became excited and cupped Feng Jiu's tiny face so that the woman protested. Dong Hua still liked to play with her face when he got excited. From the contours of Dong hua's face that seemed to be holding back the feeling, Feng Jiu was sure that he would definitely squeeze her cheeks.

Dong Hua laughed then put his arm around his wife. Feng Jiu sank into Dong Hua's arms again. "But I want to see you in that red inner and black robe. You must be very dashing."

"You'll see it tonight. Just as I will see you in that dress. Private and intimate." Firm whispers were still mentioned in the two magic words.

"What are you planning?" Feng Jiu said as she glanced at Dong Hua's face.

"You'll see later."

"Uhm, fine. I'll be waiting patiently.'

"It reminds me of Bai Qian. I just saw your grandfather greet me and Gun gun this morning."