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

"You, you have to compensate me!" She said angrily to Xie Yunji who suddenly arrived, "I finally drew a good one!"

She clearly heard his teasing laugh and became even angrier.

He walked up to her and picked up her painting, as if to give her some advice, "Ni Huan's petals are already very good in terms of fine brushwork and heavy colors, but paintings are actually more about artistic conception and verve. For example, if a fan painting of a woman can show the reality and the virtual, the thickness and thinness, and set off the beauty, it will be perfect."

As he spoke, he picked up the paintbrush on the table and added a stroke of a dead branch to her half-finished painting that was covered in paint.

Just from this one stroke, one can see the fluency and neatness of his brushstrokes, as well as his high-level aesthetic that has been cultivated through countless generations of wealth.

Song Nihuan's eyes widened, she forgot to be angry, and sighed, "It's different all of a sudden..."

The whole painting has a noble and lonely character, with alternations of withering and flourishing, and a unique Zen feeling.

Well, it’s not at the same level at all.

She looked so pitiful with her head down, Xie Yunji smiled and said, "Do you want your husband to teach you?"

"Brother Zi Che's skills are not something that can be mastered in a day or two. I'm afraid I won't be able to learn them even by the time of Madam Liu's Spring Banquet next year." She muttered, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly, fragile and beautiful, and she sighed softly, "How come they know everything..."

"But they don't have me," he said.

Song Nihuan screamed, and found herself in Xie Yunji's arms. He put his arms around her waist, nose to nose, and coaxed her, "Don't be unhappy."

Song Nihuan was surrounded by his aura, and her previous feeling of loss and inferiority were completely gone. She looked at him with wide eyes. He was really handsome. After getting married, he no longer had that arrogant look as before, but had a more down-to-earth badness. He was so charming.

"Then teach me, teach me well, I will never let anyone laugh at me again at the next Spring Festival Banquet." Song Ni's eyes curved with laughter, "My husband is also so good at painting? That's amazing, is there anything you can't do?"

Xie Yunji's eyes and eyebrows were full of romantic smiles. He clasped one hand on the back of her neck and kissed her nose, red lips, neck, and all the way down. He whispered in her ear with a gentle and low voice: "Promise me one thing, and I will teach you."

The evening breeze was hazy, and she was breathless from his kiss. "W-what?"

He whispered something in her ear, and she blushed and pushed him away angrily.

The maid on the boat wisely went to another boat, and the servants serving by the lake disappeared somewhere.

The water rippled under the starry sky, and the mist was hazy. It seemed as if there were only him and her in the world. The moment she sat down, she saw Xie Yunji's furrowed brows and rolling Adam's apple. She smiled and bit his earlobe.

A black-sailed boat in the depths of a lotus pond began to sway gently and did not stop for a long time.

"What did Mrs. Liu paint today?" he asked.

"Lotus Flowers and Swimming Geese." She was like a small boat being carried by him to the unreachable sky. She gasped tenderly, "Be quiet, so that others can hear."

"Don't go to such gatherings in the future if you don't like them." His body was so hot that he almost melted into hers.

The lake soon began to ripple more violently.

Young and close, this is their best time.

*

It is easy to feel sleepy in spring. It rained earlier, and the sound of raindrops hitting the banana leaves under the corridor was very hypnotic.

Song Nihuan fell asleep on the couch with her forehead propped up, her well-maintained long hair cascading down like satin.

After marriage, women should tie up all their hair, but Xie Yunji loved her charming look with her long hair loose. Besides, she didn't have to visit her parents-in-law every day, so she could come as she pleased in her own yard.

With her long black hair spread out, the beauty lies on the couch, leaning in the spring light. Her beauty, pure yet lustful, is like a painting that is not from this world, making people's hearts beat fast and their souls sway.

Outside the corridor was a maid walking quickly and quietly, preparing for her to wake up.

The young lady has been feeling sleepy lately. I don’t know if it’s because of the hot weather or something, but her appetite is also not very good.

The maids serving on the side exchanged glances with each other and hurriedly walked out of the hanging flower gate.

When the young lady suddenly woke up, the court doctor was already waiting outside the courtyard with his head bowed.

Of course the result is no.

Not pregnant.

Song Nihuan's cautious expectations were dashed.

Mrs. Wei, who was standing by, had a complicated expression on her face and turned around to report to her master.

Everyone in the yard asked Xie Yunji to get out.

There was a moment of melancholy between his brows, but it soon disappeared. He reached out and patted the back of her hand, saying gently, "It's okay. There will be someday."

She looked at him and whispered, "It's been a year..."

He had sex with her many times in a year, so it stands to reason that she would have gotten pregnant...

"It's only been a year, why rush? You should take good care of your health." He helped her to tidy up her hair and kissed her with a smile, "We still have a long time to live together."

He turned his eyes away from her lost face and looked into the void.

Yeah, what is he expecting?

How could she be pregnant?

No matter how long the time goes by, she will never have children.

He understood it best, why he still held on to ridiculous hopes when the court physician took his pulse just now.

At the beginning...it was he who personally sent someone to give her a drug that would cause her to have no children.

"sorry."

Her voice was soft and gentle, bringing him back from his heavy thoughts.

"Having a child is not just your job, you don't have to say sorry to me," he comforted her.

That night, Xie Yunji felt that she was particularly proactive, even greedy.

Almost pestered him all night.

He knew what she meant. He felt distressed and helpless, and more of a self-blame.

Her jade-like skin was tinged with pink, her long hair was wet, and the moonlight was swaying. She looked like a fairy. He was completely powerless to resist her appearance and pulled her down.

Palpitations, satisfaction, heartache, and more importantly, self-blame.

But he couldn't say anything, he could only make up for it with actions, love and desire are inseparable.

She pressed against his chest, holding him down with her vine-like hands. She gasped as if she was crying, "I'm sorry..."

Without further ado, he gently pressed his hand against her forehead, "What nonsense are you talking about."

After the passion, Song Nihuan fell into a deep sleep with a frown on her face.

Xie Yunji stood up, silently cleaned her with a towel soaked in warm water, and then gave her a deep kiss between her furrowed brows.

He quickly got off the bed and walked out of the bed. The candle outside the bed was still on, flickering slightly in the dark.

When his shadow was reflected on the window, Linglong and Molan were waiting outside the door.

Molan looked up and saw the young man walking out barefoot. His slightly opened undergarment revealed his young and strong chest, and his long hair was casually scattered, looking unruly and unkempt.

There was a kind of lazy handsomeness after the love affair. She didn't dare to look at it any longer and lowered her head.

Xie Yunji looked at everyone in the courtyard with a cold gaze, and suddenly a rage rose between his brows, "Who asked the doctor to come over?"