into the night.
Everything is quiet.
The candles in the study room of the priest's mansion were extinguished, Qin Wuyan put down his pen, organized the reviewed documents, washed his hands, and went back to the bedroom.
The flickering candles were rekindled.
Qin Wuyan fetched warm water and wiped the hands and face of the person lying on the bed with a wet handkerchief.
The lip balm on the woman's mouth was wiped off little by little with a snow-white veil, revealing her dark blue lips.
Qin Wuyan stroked the woman's moist lips with his fingertips, leaned over and kissed her, and said in a hoarse voice, "Xiao Yu, when will you wake up and talk to me?"
The woman's eyes were still closed, she was asleep, motionless.
After Qin Wuyan wiped the woman's face, he went to wipe the woman's hands.
Finally, he lifted the quilt and went to unbutton the woman's clothes.
After wiping completely, Qin Wuyan carried the basin to the ear room. After washing and washing, he came out wearing a white shirt and lay down beside the woman.
With his hand under the quilt, he caressed the woman's smooth body like jade, Qin Wuyan buried his head in the woman's neck, and took a deep breath.
"You smell so sweet." Qin Wuyan put his arms around the woman and said sullenly, "I'm a little busy tonight, so you won't be angry if I didn't come to accompany you immediately after returning to my room?
I went out for half a day today, and wasted some time, and it was a bit late when I came back.
There is a lot of housework in the study, and I have to finish it. Don't you always want me to focus on work? "
He was rambling on, his voice as gentle as water, as if he was talking about daily chores with a living person.
Qin Wuyan's fingertips landed on the woman's cheek, and the flickering candlelight illuminated the obsession and madness in Qin Wuyan's eyes: "Xiao Yu, I have done what I promised you, The wound on your body has healed after so many years, why don't you wake up?
I concentrate on government affairs and only love you.
The love between men and women is only done with you alone, because we are husband and wife, and you said that this kind of thing can only be done between husband and wife.
I've done it all, why don't you forgive me?
I have been waiting for you for ten years, and my patience is almost exhausted.
I have raised so many people, but it is a pity that none of them can meet my standards and requirements. Now that I have finally found someone with excellent medical skills, I seem to see hope again.
She's going to heal you, she's going to bring you back to life, isn't she? "
Qin Wuyan's kisses fell bit by bit on the woman's eyebrows, eyes, nose, and cherry lips. The icebergs in his eyes seemed to be melted by hot boiling water, stained with crazy and agitated desire.
The corners of the eyebrows and eyes, which were already handsome, were filled with intoxicated flickering, as if the epiphyllum suddenly bloomed, and it was as bright and charming as fireworks in an instant.
In the bedroom, there was a monotonous rhythmic sound, occasionally mixed with the man's low, uncontrollable muffled hum that overflowed from his throat...
I don't know how long it took, but the bedroom returned to deathly silence.
Qin Wuyan hugged the woman in his arms, lay sideways beside her, and sat up slowly after the sound of breathing gradually stabilized.
The white jacket he was wearing had been thrown on the carpet, revealing a vigorous and muscular lean body, a long mark on his chest, probably left after being injured by a sharp weapon.
He opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a small box, picked up a bone flute, put it to his lips, and began to play.
The low and gentle music sounded in the deathly silent priest's mansion, revealing a strange and gloomy feeling.