After the wrong flirtation, I became the villain's favorite

Song Nihuan came over and chatted with Mrs. Wei for a long time. When both of them had nothing to say, Mrs. Wei finally got to the point.

"Just the two of us have a private conversation." Madam Wei said, "How have you and Zi Che been getting along these days?"

"The eldest master...he treats me very well." She said truthfully.

Mrs. Wei considered, "Which aspect is good?"

"In every aspect. The eldest son has a noble character, is gentle and considerate, and it is really hard to find a husband as good as him."

Mrs. Wei was a little anxious. "What about him in bed? How is he?"

In fact, she also wanted to ask why the Yuanpa had not been presented to her yet.

Song Nihuan didn't expect Madam Wei to be so straightforward. Her face turned red and she answered honestly, "I don't know."

"The master is old, and when he gets old he likes to be lively. You have been married for a while, why are you still so embarrassed? How can you continue the family line if you don't sleep in the same room?" She simply said, "The young master is almost 24 years old, he can't be delayed like this. If he were in another family, he would be the father of several children at this age."

Song Nihuan really didn't know where to start. If she said that he had been angry with her since they got married, wouldn't that be a complaint?

Mrs. Wei is not Xie Yunji's biological mother. It would be foolish for her to complain to such a young mother-in-law.

Madam Wei stood up and took an exquisite brocade box from the maid, and said awkwardly, "Don't think I'm being presumptuous. I really had no choice but to report to the master. There is aphrodisiac incense in here, and... there is also medicine for men. You can give it to him."

"what?"

"Ah, what... Zi Che doesn't have a concubine or a maid. I'm an experienced person, so I understand why. You're still young, so I don't blame you for not understanding. But I can't help but help you. You're a smart person, so I don't need to say more, right?"

Mrs. Wei seemed to feel ashamed as well. She hurriedly handed the brocade box to her and then ran away.

Song Nihuan opened the brocade box and was stunned for a long while.

She really didn't expect that these were used in big mansions. She thought they were only used in entertainment venues.

But are these going to be used on Xie Yunji?

Does he really need to use these?

Song Nihuan's face turned red, and she hurried back to her courtyard with the brocade box.

As dusk fell, the snow outside had stopped, with only occasional drops of snow that could not bear the weight of the eaves falling off.

A stick of incense was lit on the windowsill, and the light, almost invisible smoke curled up, filling the room with fragrance and outlining an ambiguous night.

After Xie Yunji took a shower, her hair was wet and her clothes were slightly open, revealing her beautiful collarbone.

When he reached the bedroom, he realized something was wrong and tightened his clothes again.

While wiping his hair with a dry towel, he said, "What did the lady want to talk to you about today?"

Song Nihuan came over and naturally took the towel from his hand, helped him sit on the couch, and stood by to help him wipe his hair.

She had asked Xie Ming before, and Xie Yunji didn't like maids to serve him closely, so Xie Ming was responsible for all the personal work such as washing his hair and changing his clothes.

Now that Xie Yunji is married to her, it is inconvenient for Xie Ming to come in, so he can only wipe it himself.

She felt that she should take over this job.

Xie Yunji's black hair was dripping with water, and his face looked especially clean after taking a bath. He obediently let her wipe the water off his hair and sat there quietly, with a kind of noble and tranquil beauty.

Song Nihuan thought absentmindedly that what Mrs. Wei said seemed to make some sense.

Is there such a perfect person in this world? He has no concubines or maids, is a modest gentleman, acts with affection but stays within the bounds of propriety, and is as pure as ice and snow.

Can a person have multiple faces? Or is there something wrong with him?

He hugged her waist, interrupting her wandering thoughts, "Why aren't you talking? Huh?"

"What did she say to you?" he asked again, and suddenly he thought of something, and a kind of anger exploded in his chest, "Did she make you angry?"

He had heard that the mother-in-law would set rules for the new daughter-in-law, but he should have expected that Mrs. Wei would not dare and would not need to do so. Unfortunately, whenever it came to things related to Song Nihuan, he would temporarily lose his normal sharpness and rationality.

"No, I didn't say anything." She exhaled softly, "I just asked you to take care of yourself."

"Oh, husband." She corrected herself in time.

The word "husband" softened his heart, and he couldn't help but tighten his arms around her waist, burying his head in her arms and rubbing against her, muttering, "It's great."

The young man was tall and straight, with flat and broad shoulders. Song Nihuan looked very petite in his arms. She tried her best to curl up her chest to prevent him from touching that soft part.

Her full breasts rose and fell with her panting, and Xie Yunji seemed to notice it. His ears felt hot and he coughed twice in embarrassment, trying to distance himself from her. When he moved, he tripped and she sat on his lap.

Song Nihuan hooked her arms around his neck and fell into his arms.

He looked at her pretty face and her long eyelashes. She was not wearing any makeup but was still extremely beautiful. He looked at her for a long time and then leaned over to kiss her.

It was something that had gone through his mind countless times, and he tried his best to control it.

She felt numb all over from his kiss, and he even bit her earlobe with his teeth.

Suddenly, noticing the subtle changes in the young man's body, she looked at him in shock and timidity, blurting out: "You, you are not impotent?"

She regretted the moment she said it. Why did she still say whatever came to her mind?

The young man's body is young, strong and as solid as a rock.

He asked doubtfully, "Huh?"

"Mrs. Wei asked me to come over today and gave me two things..." Song Nihuan told her everything that happened during the day. She pointed her slender fingers at the half-burned incense on the windowsill and said, "Look. I didn't dare to give you the medicine, for fear of any harm."

"You and I both smell the fragrance...it should be fine."

The next moment, her lips were blocked. His kiss was not as gentle as before. It was predatory and wanton, with a blushing and heart-pounding sense of oppression. His warm hands grasped her round shoulders and slid down. The only sound in the quiet room was the two people's disorderly breathing.

In between kisses, his eyes were heavy, one hand caressing the back of her neck, and a few words escaped from his lips, "I don't need to use those."

She felt as if she was drunk, addicted to his control and didn't want to wake up.

He held her hand and pressed it down, "Ni Huan, you can come and try it yourself."

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