C326 Punishment

The night was as cold as water and the moonlight flowed.

Yue Pengju ripped off the blindfold on his eyes. Separated by a tall threshold, her wife was dressed in cloth. The silver moonlight surrounded her colorful feathered arrow cluster, soft and clear like mercury.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and a flash appeared in front of Hua Rong. A sweet smell came from his nose and it was a bunch of wild flowers, which covered her face completely, "Sister Shi Qi, this is for you!"

Before she had the time to speak, she was already tightly hugged by a pair of powerful arms. His gentle voice came to her ears, "Sister Shi Qi, I really miss you …"

She held the wild flowers that he had forcefully stuffed into her hands and rubbed them against his chest. She was afraid that she would crush them and be unable to struggle. Her voice choked with sobs. "You have given me your things. You can leave now …"

He did not say a word. He used some strength in his hands and suddenly lifted her up. Her feet left the ground as she cried out in alarm, "Pengju, what are you doing? Put me down …"

He turned a deaf ear and quickly hugged her. As soon as he closed the door, he turned to where the lights were on — her house, with its lights on and its orange peas, like a light on the night.

He could not really see the light, he could not really see it, but he could see the outline of it. He held his wife in his arms, and as soon as he entered the room, he smelled something special — the clean, sweet scent of his wife. The room was filled with the gentleness of a woman, not the empty, lonely smell of the cabin he lived in.

Hua Rong struggled out forcefully, escaping from his embrace. Her heart was beating rapidly as she gasped for breath, as she said angrily: "Pengju, what are you doing? "You go out …" Seeing that Yue Pengju did not move, she reached out to push him, and he pulled her hand, she said angrily: "Fine, if you don't leave, I'll go …"

She spoke while struggling fiercely. Yue Pengju's gaze could not bear the light and turned dark. He covered his eyes and felt a sharp pain. Hua Rong angrily walked out: "Okay, if you want to stay, I will let you have this place." She ran out quickly and heard him shout behind her, "Sister Shi Qi!"

She did not budge, and just as she was about to run out of the door, his voice was faint like a child who had just been wronged, "Elder sister … "My eyes hurt so much …"

This "sister" touched the softest feeling in her heart. It was filled with the deepest emotion, the most beautiful and gentle feeling of the past. He and he had a deeper bond than husband and wife, and a deeper bond than brother and sister. The combination of family love and love had already sunk deep into his bones. How could it be dispelled with just a few words?

In the past when he was in Tan Zhou, he could still claim that Li Qiaoniang took care of him, but now? Who could take care of him now? She suddenly turned her head and saw that at the door of the hut, Yue Pengju was squatting down and covering his eyes, looking extremely miserable. She hurriedly ran back to help him up. She anxiously asked, "Pengju, what's wrong?"

"My eyes are sore, it hurts so much …"

Under the light, she saw that there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his brows were knitted together. It was obvious that he was in extreme pain, so she quickly helped him up and laid on her bed. As his body touched the bed, Yue Pengju heaved a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to turn around, his hands were tightly clenched, and he said in a weak voice, "Sister Shi Qi, don't go …"

She brushed his hand away. "Let me apply your eye …"

He hesitated for a moment before letting go. Although his eyes were closed, he turned his body to face her direction and listened attentively to her footsteps. Hua Rong was not in the mood to see his actions. She swiftly went to the Desk in the corner to lift the lid. She quickly carried it over, washed her hands, grabbed the medicine and carefully applied it to him. As the herbs entered his eyes, it became cool and refreshing. Yue Pengju laid there quietly without moving, with a smile on his lips. The hands that had applied the medicine for him were so gentle and smooth that they brushed the corners of her brows and eyes. How could two of her personal guards be able to compare to such care? In this world, no one could compare to him. Moreover, there was already a medicinal paste prepared in her room, so it was obvious that she was worried about him every day.

This made his heart feel as if a flower had bloomed inside his heart. He really wanted to loudly sing, , but he didn't dare open his mouth. He could only bitterly restrain the urge to laugh.

Hua Rong was busy taking care of him, how could she have noticed his expression? Finally, she found a clean white cloth and wrapped it around the back of his head. She tied it carefully and cleaned it before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

Lights flashed, and when she looked at him closely, she realized that her husband was unshaven and his face was haggard. He must have been worried about her after all that had happened these past few days.

In the end, she still loved and missed him. Seeing him so haggard, she felt very sad. She could not help but reach out her hand and gently stroke his cheek. He coughed once, and Hua Rong regained her senses. Her face was flushed red, but she was glad that he could not see her expression, and anxiously retracted his hand.

She wanted to get up and struggle, but her body seemed to be firmly fixed in place. One of his hands had been quietly holding onto one of her clothes the entire time. She was slightly annoyed, looking at the bunch of wild flowers she threw to the side, and then looking at the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, only then did she realize that she had been tricked, this guy, trying to coax her to open the door using all sorts of methods, he actually didn't "send the thing and leave", but made up his mind, "hold on until you leave"!

He could not hold back, he was just like that, using 'tactics' to deal with me!

Who is it that is so cunning? Damn it!

"You are a dignified Yue Pengju, you don't keep your promises. You clearly promised to give me something and leave."

"How could I not?"

"Then why aren't you leaving?"

"You haven't taken anything yet."

"I'm taking it, you go …" She reached for a wild flower and brushed it against his face.

"This isn't the thing I want to give you!"

"Huh?"

His expression was crafty, and he was extremely pleased: "Sister Shi Qi, I gave myself to you, but you still didn't accept it, how could I leave?"

If he didn't accept it, then he would just wait there and not leave. If he did accept it, then he would have to follow him. What a good idea!

Hua Rong was so angry that she couldn't say a word.

She struggled again, but he couldn't see it, but he still held onto her lapel tightly. He smiled, his expression carrying a bit of grievance, and muttered: "Big Sister Shi Qi, these past few days, I've been missing you a lot, have you missed me?"

"Humph!" "No!"

"Sister Shi Qi, my eyes are hurting …"

"If your eyes are hurting, then rest well. Don't waste your breath."

"Where are you going?"

"Don't worry about me …" As she spoke, she struggled to get up. Before the word "I" could finish, he stretched out his hands, causing her to weaken and fall into his embrace. She was angry, and was about to curse at him, but her mouth was sealed, unable to utter a single word.

At some point, her body had gone completely limp, and she had even forgotten to get angry. It was like the beginning of a new marriage, she had no idea what to do, her mind was blank. Especially Yue Pengju, who was in his prime right at the moment. He had been separated from his wife for a long time, and their relationship had long been burning hot, now that they were in each other's arms, how could he be willing to just kiss?

The moment his lips left, Hua Rong slowly caught her breath, her mind becoming clearer, she anxiously used her hand to press against his chest, then struggled to get up and left. How could Yue Pengju let her go? He bent his hand and called out to her gently, "Sister Shi Qi, Sister Shi Qi …"

On the bed and pillow, there was a familiar smell unique to his wife. The gentle and charming scent of a woman was like aphrodisiac, instantly igniting the flames lurking in his body like a ferocious tiger. He felt like his entire body was on fire, and the more he kissed, the more thirsty he became. Hua Rong was hugged by him, and her gentle cry gradually turned into a coiled up seal, trapping her angry red lips once again. She was once again unable to move, and her entire body was once again filled with his strong and forceful aura. He simply flipped himself over and hugged his wife with all his might, completely taking control of this entangling scene …

By now, Hua Rong had already completely forgotten about her "break up", "fighting spirit", and all sorts of unpleasant things. She collapsed into his arms, letting her have her way.

Like the thunder in September, the storm in early autumn, the passion in the house lingered on without end, without end, and even the moon outside the door was frightened to the point of hastily turning its body, as if it didn't dare to take another look at the burning flames, and it hid behind the treetops in embarrassment.

It was only after a long time that the two of them stopped to catch their breath. However, their bodies were still stuck together as they tightly embraced each other. Both of them were sweating profusely, as if they had just been fished out of water.

He smiled faintly as he stroked the soft, sweaty hair by his side and her soft face. He was as gentle as water as he said, "Sister Shi Qi, I only like you, and only like you alone for my entire life. We will not be separated for the rest of our lives …"

She laid softly in his arms, pressed against his chest. It was warm, wide, without any strength in her body. However, she was completely relaxed and joyful. She was extremely comfortable. She curled up slightly and was still twitching slightly.

"Sister Shi Qi …"

"Mm …"

"Don't ever mention about breaking up with me again, and don't ever mention it again! These days, you've caused me to worry to death. "

She said nothing, only closed her eyes and leaned into his arms.

He held her shoulders tightly and stroked her messy hair, listening to her silence. His hand rested on her eyelid, and he felt her long eyelashes fan into his palm like a fan, causing him to itch. He got closer to her, and while she wasn't paying attention, he gently bit her ear.

She was shocked by the sudden attack. She struggled gently but he kept her in place as he bit her tighter: "Sister Shi Qi, you are not allowed to leave me! Do you hear me? "

She was so mesmerized by this "punishment" that she could only involuntarily let out an "En".

When he heard this, he slowly let go of her and put his hand on her lips. He said softly, "You are not allowed to trust me anymore, you are not allowed to get angry easily, and you are not allowed to run away from home! "If you have anything to say, you must say it clearly in front of me …"

She was nestled in his arms. At this moment, she had completely lost her ability to distinguish between right and wrong. Whatever he said would be the same. She could only nod, replying with a "hmm" as if she was hypnotized by a spell. His body and mind were still warm, as if he was in the clouds. Such a complete relaxation had completely swept away all the unhappiness she felt. She did not open her mouth, nor did she open her eyes. She was tired and could not open them. She slept soundly in his embrace.

It was only until she was breathing softly that Yue Pengju reached out his hand and extinguished the light with satisfaction. The entire room was dark, and after a while, he could vaguely feel the moonlight shining in through the window.