The son-in-law of a prosperous family

Old Hanlin Song drunkenly pushed his way through the crowd, his steps unsteady, and he finally stood in front of Zhao Yunchuan.

He stretched out a finger, tapped Zhao Yunchuan's chest, burped, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Huai Jin, I heard that you don't even have a concubine, this won't do!"

When the officials around heard the noise, they all cast curious glances. The originally noisy scene became a little quieter because of this shout, and everyone's eyes moved back and forth between Mr. Song and Zhao Yunchuan.

Old Hanlin Song wiped the corner of his mouth and continued, "I have a little maid in my house. She is so smart and lovely, as tender as a flower bud that has just emerged in spring. She knows the cold and the heat, and serves people attentively and attentively. I treasure her very much on weekdays. I plan to give her to you today. You must accept it!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a buzz of discussion immediately arose around them.

"Huai Jin, this is a token of Elder Song's kindness. Please don't offend the old man."

"Yes, it's such a wonderful thing that others can't even ask for!" The officials spoke one after another, with smiles on their faces as if they were watching the fun.

Zhao Yunchuan frowned slightly, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, but he quickly returned to his gentle and polite expression.

He took a step forward and bowed respectfully to Mr. Song. When he stood up, his eyes were full of sincerity: "Mr. Song, I will always remember your kindness, but this is absolutely not allowed. My husband and I have a deep love for each other. Since we got married, we have promised to be together for the rest of our lives. Now that he is pregnant, I am full of concern and care for him. I really can't allow anyone else to stay."

When Old Hanlin Song heard this, he was drunk and waved his hand vigorously, with an unhappy look on his face: "Huai Jin, you are confused! It is normal for us officials to send concubines to each other. This is just a small matter. Why are you so stubborn!"

Zhao Yunchuan did not waver at all. He bowed again and said firmly, "Mr. Song, Huai Jin did not disobey you on purpose. It's just that Huai Jin has always been serious about relationships. My husband and I have been through thick and thin together. The days we spent together are my most precious memories. This relationship cannot tolerate any impurities. I hope Mr. Song can understand my difficulties."

When the officials around heard this, some showed surprised expressions, while others nodded secretly, showing some respect for Zhao Yunchuan's perseverance.

Although Old Hanlin Song was full of confusion, seeing Zhao Yunchuan's resolute look, he could not force him to persuade him. He could only wave his hand, and with a bit of drunkenness and regret, he staggered away, muttering: "What a stubborn kid..."

Zhao Yunchuan felt a little tired, as one after another wanted to send women to him.

Hey!

The social event ended only after everyone had eaten and drunk their fill. Several colleagues stayed overnight in the brothel, including some who looked very silent and honest.

As soon as he stepped into the house, the familiar homely atmosphere hit him in the face, but before Zhao Yunchuan had time to feel this long-lost sense of security, he keenly caught the gaze of Fang Huai.

Fang Huai was sitting in the living room, flipping through a picture album in his hands. When he saw him come back, he raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly, then lowered his eyelids and focused on the album in his hands.

That seemingly casual action made Zhao Yunchuan's heart skip a beat and he secretly thought something was wrong.

He subconsciously took a deep breath and instantly smelled the unignorable scent of powder on his body. Only then did he remember that the place for the social event was a brothel.

Zhao Yunchuan's heartbeat suddenly quickened. He hurriedly walked to Fang Huai's side, squatted carefully, and called softly, "Brother Huai, I'm back."

Fang Huai snorted and turned his head away, with a bit of reproach in his tone: "You still remember to come back. Look at you smelling of powder all over your body. I'm afraid you have fallen into the land of gentleness and don't want to leave, right?"

Although his words sounded a bit sour, his eyes were full of trust that could not be hidden.

Zhao Yunchuan hurriedly explained: "Brother Huai, please don't misunderstand me. I didn't know that today's farewell banquet was scheduled at the brothel, and I really couldn't refuse. In my heart, from beginning to end, there is only you and our unborn child, and I have never done anything to let you down."

As he spoke, he gently placed his hand on Fang Huai's lower abdomen, his eyes full of tenderness and guilt, as if he was expressing his loyalty to the fetus in her belly.

Fang Huai looked at his nervous and anxious appearance, and the little emotion in his heart instantly disappeared, but he still pretended to be angry and gently slapped his hand away: "You just know how to coax me, do you think I'm easy to fool? There are so many beautiful women, are you really not tempted? I can't serve you now..."

He understood how great Zhao Yunchuan's needs in that regard were.

Zhao Yunchuan quickly held Fang Huai's hand, interlocking his fingers, and said seriously and earnestly: "Brother Huai, your position in my heart cannot be replaced by anyone. Those brothel girls are just passing clouds and smoke to me, I won't even look at them. All I want from beginning to end is you. You are pregnant with our child, it's already very hard, I feel sorry for you, how could I have such a messy thought, in your heart, am I so unable to control my lower body?"

Fang Huai was startled by this question, a trace of discomfort flashed across his face, and he muttered softly: "I... I'm just unsure. Tell me, which man among you doesn't like beautiful women? What's more, you're going to that kind of place today."

As he spoke, Fang Huai lowered his head unconsciously, his fingers gently tugging at the corner of his clothes.

Zhao Yunchuan gently lifted Fang Huai's face, forced him to look up, stared at him with burning eyes, and said seriously and solemnly: "Brother Huai, listen carefully. My essence will only be reserved for you from beginning to end. How can those mediocre women be worthy of it? Giving it to others is a waste of God's gift, a pure waste."

How can you make dirty jokes when you are talking peacefully?

Fang Huai blushed immediately: "How can you say such a thing? You have no shame!"

Seeing Fang Huai so coy, Zhao Yunchuan's desire to tease him became stronger. He couldn't help but move closer. His warm breath brushed Fang Huai's ears gently, and he laughed softly, "Brother Huai, you say I'm shameless, but my heart and eyes are full of you. How can I hide it? Take the past few days for example. I dreamed about you at night. After waking up, that feeling... It really tortured me."

Fang Huai's face instantly turned red, like a ripe tomato. He raised his hand and pounded his shoulder in shame and anger: "You...how can you be so shameless and say such shameful things! Aren't you afraid that others will hear it?"

Zhao Yunchuan took his hand and placed it on his chest, with a sly smile on his face: "Others? Who else is there in this room besides you and me? I just want you to know that in my heart, you are the most attractive scenery in the world. You are pregnant with our child, and your every move has attracted my attention. My thoughts are like wild grass growing wildly in spring, and I can't suppress them no matter what."

"You...if you do this again, I won't pay attention to you!" Fang Huai tried to pull his hand back, but Zhao Yunchuan held it even tighter.

"Don't, Huai'er." Zhao Yunchuan blinked, looking innocent, "I'm speaking from the heart. Think about it, after the baby is born, we can coax him to sleep at night, and then we can be as affectionate as before..."

"Shut up!" Fang Huai suddenly covered his mouth and looked around in panic, as if he was afraid of being heard. "How can you say anything? Are you not ashamed?"

Zhao Yunchuan pulled down his hand and held it tightly, his eyes full of smiles: "Why should I be shy in front of you? I just want to tell you all my thoughts, to let you know that no matter what time, you are the one I love the most, and those thoughts are only for you."