Chongfei Manual pt. 1

110.1

In a single moment, the side chamber became utterly silent. If a pin were dropped, it would be heard.

Wei Luo could even smell a fishy odor. Her mind was blank. She didn't know what to do. Her palm had a sticky and hot wetness. She didn't even dare to move. She was afraid that Chang Hong would hear something and suspect that something was happening inside the bed. She was so tense that she almost wanted to cry. What was this? If it weren’t for Zhao Jie, she wouldn't have fallen into this type of dilemma...

Wei Luo glowered at Zhao Jie and gritted her teeth. She wished that she could kick him off the bed right now.

She didn't know what Zhao Jie was thinking about, but he buried his head between her neck and shoulder, tilted his head to lick her ear, and slowly gnawed at her ear as if he still wished to continue.

How could he be satisfied? He had only gone half way before he was forced to come. As a man, he couldn't accept this setback.

Wei Luo didn't care about this type of thought. At this moment, who wanted to have a close relationship with him? She moved her head away to avoid him and lifted her hand to block Zhao Jie's mouth. As she pushed him to the side, she quickly thought about what she would do next.

Outside of the bed curtains, because he didn't hear Wei Luo's response, Wei Chang Hong walked to the bedside and asked, "Are you sleeping?" Then, he lifted his hand to move the curtains.

Wei Luo's left hand hurriedly grabbed the quilt as her right hand pushed Zhao Jie to the inside of the bed, then she lifted the quilt embroidered with golden peony flowers and tightly covered him with the quilt! After she did this, at the moment when Chang Hong was about to move the curtains, she pulled both sides of the curtains slightly open so that only her small, blushing face was revealed. Her big eyes shone brightly. She didn't seem like someone who had just woken up. "Chang Hong, you came back? Did the palace banquet end? I already feel much better. Let's go back home."

Chang Hong was momentarily startled by her abrupt actions. His hand was still stretched out halfway. He felt puzzled and felt that Wei Luo was hiding something. He subconsciously tried to look behind the curtains, furrowed his eyebrows, and said, "Ah Luo, I think I just heard a sound from here.”

Wei Luo was almost scared to death. With a guilty conscience, she asked, "What sound?"

If Chang Hong found out that she actually did that type of thing for Zhao Jie, she wouldn't have the face to talk with Chang Hong in the future! Wei Luo's other hand that was hidden behind the curtains viciously pinched Zhao Jie, but Zhao Jie's skin was as rough as thick meat. He didn't feel the slightest pain from her pinch. In response, he grabbed her hand and started to lightly stroke her palm. His action made Wei Luo feel a tingling sensation and her body trembled. She hurriedly pulled her hand away.

Chang Hong tried looking inside again. Unfortunately for him, Wei Luo was tightly blocking the view inside and he couldn't see anything. She didn't know if he was still suspicious or if he hadn't discovered anything. In the end, Chang Hong didn't pursue the matter. He grabbed Wei Luo's hand to pull her off the bed. "It's nothing. The palace banquet has already ended. Let's go home."

He had only held Wei Luo's left hand for a moment before she hurriedly pulled her hand away. Faced with Wei Chang Hong's puzzled expression, she smiled and pretended to be calm as she said, "I'll walk by myself."

Chang Hong didn't show any reluctance and only asked, "Are you really okay?"

At this time, even if she wasn't okay, she still had to force herself to say yes. Wei Luo casually nodded her head, bent over to put on her socks and shoes, walked past Chang Hong, and said, "I just had a minor nosebleed. I'm fine."