beautiful woman at home

Even in the midst of hundreds of flowers, Ye Ran can clearly distinguish the girl's fragrance, not to mention the mere smell of wine.

"You, don't be brave if you don't know how to drink."

Ye Ran raised her fingertips and lightly rubbed the acupuncture points beside the girl's forehead and asked, "Aren't you afraid of headaches?"

Wen Zijin pursed her lips slightly, as if she could still feel the soft touch and replied in a low voice: "I haven't had a long drink, I just drank hangover soup."

Before the words fell, there were a few growls in the stomach, and the inner room was extremely quiet, so the sound was very clear.

"You, are you hungry?" Ye Ran held back a smile, stroking the girl's tender cheek with her fingertips and making a sound.

"Well, Zijin wants to wait for Sister Ye to wake up and eat together, so I haven't eaten yet." Wen Zijin only felt that his cheeks were burning badly, but he still responded sincerely.

Seeing the blush on the girl's cheeks that hadn't subsided for a long time, Ye Ran couldn't bear to tease her anymore, so she let go of her hand, straightened her skirt and said, "Then let's eat."

It was already dark outside, and it was getting late.

The two sat at the low table, the waiters prepared the food, and quietly retreated to the outside room.

The casserole soup in the small stove is boiling, and the tender and thick pork rib soup is very warm. The white and tender tofu wraps the hot soup, and the entrance is the most delicious.

But it was so hot, Wen Zijin bit her mouth cautiously, her lips became rosy from the heat.

Ye Ran held the spoon and drank the soup slowly. Seeing that the girl was eating seriously, she couldn't bear to disturb her.

It's just that when the girl wanted to fill the third bowl of rice, Ye Ran hesitated and said, "You, can you still eat?"

Holding his job bowl, Wen Zijin responded, "Yes."

It tastes great when mixed with rice.

The girl didn't see Ye Ran's intentions at all, so Ye Ran could only say bluntly: "This is your third bowl. If you eat too much at night, you will easily feel uncomfortable."

Hey?

This is already the third bowl!

"Yeah." Wen Zijin blushed and didn't dare to look over there, but stopped serving the meal, feeling very annoyed in her heart.

Girls don't seem to eat much.

Sure enough, as soon as he encountered delicious food, he completely forgot to pay attention to his words and deeds in front of Sister Ye.

The waiters cleaned up the dishes, and Ye Ran went to wash up first. When Wen Zijin got up, she realized that she had indeed stretched a lot.

Wen Zijin, who was walking in the inner room to digest food, pushed open the closed window, and the whole lotus pond was still covered with ice and snow.

The cold wind rushed straight into the house, and the books that were blown by the wind rattled, Wen Zijin hurriedly closed the window, intending to tidy up the books, but unexpectedly saw the books hidden at the bottom.

Ye Ran walked around the screen in unlined clothes, and then sat in front of her dressing and wiped her wet long hair.

The girl was holding the tea and flipping through the books with one hand, looking very serious.

After a long while, the girl didn't get up, Ye Ran glanced through the bronze mirror, and had to get up and walk over there.

"It's late at night, it's time to take a shower and rest, let's read the book tomorrow."

The two stood and sat, the girl seemed to be frightened, she froze and looked up.

Ye Ran asked puzzledly: "What book are you reading so seriously?"

It was just a question, but unexpectedly the girl panicked and hurriedly got up and fled the scene.

What's going on here?

Ye Ran, who sat alone by the couch wiping her fine hair, waited for a while before seeing the girl come out from the room.

The young girl was dressed in white single clothes, showing a slim figure for the first time, but she never looked in this direction, and went straight to sleep on the low couch.

Ye Ran held the handkerchief in his hand, wanted to ask but was afraid that he would take too much control and make the girl feel too strict. After all, the two are married now, and the relationship between the elder and the younger is no longer the same.

Wen Zijin, whose head was stuffed under the blanket, was in a bad mood.

I was reading calligraphy and painting just now, but I was bumped into by sister Ye!

If it's over, he will definitely be considered a disobedient and bad boy.

Wen Zijin didn't dare to take the initiative to look at Sister Ye for the next few days, for fear that Sister Ye would reprimand him.

After the Lantern Festival, Father Wen returned to the capital.

The township examination starts in autumn, and Wen Zijin will go to the old master's mansion to attend lectures alone with several candidates, so he spends less time with Sister Ye.

The weather is getting warmer in March and April, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard are in full bloom, but Sister Ye's lethargy still hasn't improved, and she always wakes up later than usual.

In the morning Wen Zijin got up quietly to wash up, and then went to eat in the outer pavilion.

From the old master's mansion to attend lectures until the afternoon before returning to the mansion. In spring, all the flowers are blooming, so I changed out of my heavy winter robes and wore spring clothes.

Wen Zijin was about to go back home with the bookcase in his hand, when the Prince Wang smiled and said, "Today, the old gentleman read the article of Prince Wen in public, and I want to come to this township examination to win Jieyuan."

"My lord, you're being polite." Wen Zijin calmly kept a distance.

"In a few days, our Jingzhou City Poetry Fair is coming up, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom. Why don't Mr. Wen go to the banquet together?"

Wen Zijin had heard Qin Yu mention a few words about the poetry meeting, but had never been there.

"There is still a teacher's class at home, I'm afraid I can't go to the banquet." Wen Zijin has been busy recently, and Wen Zijin didn't have a good meal with Sister Ye.

However, Mr. Wang had already handed over the invitation to Wen Zijin and said: "The poetry meeting is a good opportunity to make contacts. Mr. Wen will go to the capital to catch the exam in the future, and he will always need a companion on the way."

After finishing speaking, the prince walked away, and Wen Zijin looked at the post in his hand, feeling very embarrassed.

As the sun set and returned home, the three of Wen's mother had dinner together.

Sister Ye was sitting on one side in a light yellow dress, she probably just woke up from sleep, she seemed a little confused.

After eating, the two strolled in the courtyard. Wen Zijin was a little stuffed, so he walked very slowly.

"Today's stewed chicken is very soft and delicious, Zijin likes it very much?" Ye Ran raised his hand to gently hold the girl's hand, matching the girl's too slow pace.

Wen Zijin smiled with frowned eyebrows, and replied without thinking too much, "Yes."

At first, I thought that Sister Ye would mention the book, but Sister Ye never mentioned it, so she probably didn't notice it.

Ye Ran pressed the girl's soft palm with her fingertips and said helplessly, "You."

"Huh?" Wen Zijin replied in confusion.

"If you eat like this, you will grow flesh." Ye Ran had clearly noticed that the girl's cheeks had become rounder recently.

Wen Zijin's good mood was shattered at once, and she stretched out her free hand to pinch her cheek.

The feel seems to be different.

Ye Ran looked at the girl's small movements, and asked with a smile in her eyes: "What's wrong?"

"It's better to just eat a bowl of rice next time." Wen Zijin muttered seriously.

"It's such a small idiot." Ye Ranwei tightly grasped the hand in the palm of his hand, closing the distance between the two of them.

The girl's bright eyes stared blankly, her cheeks blushed immediately and she muttered: "Sister Ye is bad, she actually laughed at Zijin."

Ye Ran touched the warm cheek with her fingertips, she couldn't put it down, she lowered her head and pecked her tight lips lightly, and replied softly: "Whoever makes Zijin not care at all when he encounters something delicious."

Due to the existence of Wen's mother, Ye Ran could only remind her with her eyes, but the girl was only thinking about the food and didn't even look at herself.

Really, it's hard not to notice.

As the sun sets in the west, the gorgeous sunset glow dyes the entire courtyard a fiery red.

Wen Zijin looked at Sister Ye in front of her, her light yellow dress was also smudged a little fiery red.

The warm spring breeze mixed with the fragrance of flowers lingered around, Wen Zijin recovered from her blushing face, and said softly, "We are outside."

The girl's shyness always made Ye Ran completely overwhelmed, she pinched the soft earlobe with her fingertips and said, "Then let's go back."

Ye Ran didn't have any other thoughts at first, but the girl's neck turned red.

"You're not allowed to think about it." Ye Ran let go of the hand that pinched the earlobe, and only focused on holding the hand in the palm of his hand, and didn't look back at the girl's blushing face, but it can probably be imagined.

amount……

Wen Zijin was completely dumbfounded.

Sister Ye is so bad today!

Poor Wen Zijin didn't know that Ye Ran was just a little emotional because of being neglected while eating.

On the day of the poetry meeting, after taking a bath, Wen Zijin was choosing suitable robes for the banquet.

Ye Ran sipped the tea and saw the girl tried it for half an hour.

"It's just for the banquet, why bother?" Ye Ran got up and picked out a suit of robes, "This is fine."

Wen Zijin frowned, took the robe around the screen and put it on.

The belt was untied, and there was the sound of strings, Ye Ran turned his head away from the screen, took a sip of tea to soothe his dry throat and said, "When will you be back?"

"Before you hour, you should be back." Wen Zijin came out from behind the screen.

The crescent white gown made the girl very clean, and Ye Ran was very satisfied.

Wen Zijin stepped forward and asked, "Is this too crude?"

Ye Ran tied the evil warding pouch to at least the woman's side and replied: "No."

"Tonight's dinner is meat roasted with spices, don't miss it."

The girl's eyes lit up, she bent her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Yes."

It seems that eating is still very useful for girls.

After the person left the inner room, Ye Ran sat alone in the inner room, not knowing what to do.

Wen Zijin went to the banquet in a carriage, and the poetry meeting was held in a garden in Jingzhou City.

The peach blossoms in the garden are in full bloom, and most of the people who come and go are the young masters of Jingzhou City, but apart from these young masters, there are also quite a few women.

"Zi Jin, why are you here?" Qin Yu, who hadn't seen him for a long time, waved his hand.

Wen Zijin, who was at a loss, heaved a sigh of relief, and sat down beside Qin Yu. Seeing this scene, he was very flustered, "Why are there so many women in this poetry meeting?"

Qin Yu said disdainfully: "These sons are not scholars, they are clearly just eating, drinking and having fun, and the poetry meeting is just a pretext."

A woman smiled and sat beside her, her whole figure was about to lean towards this side, Wen Zijin was so frightened that she hurriedly dodged away.

"My lord, is the slave family so scary?" The woman held a handkerchief, looking very pitiful.

Wen Zijin pulled Qin Yu on guard and responded, "You are not scary, but I am."

Sister Ye will not like it.

Qin Yu laughed wildly at the side, and said to the woman, "Sorry, my brother has no money."

The woman left without looking back, and then threw herself into the arms of other men.

"She is?" Wen Zijin asked puzzled.

"Don't look at me, I don't know you either." Qin Yu hurriedly shook his head, "The women here only care about money, and if you have money, you are a gentleman."

Wen Zijin nodded half-understood, and saw the prince who was usually gentle and gentle among a group of women.

"Is this poetry society just for this kind of thing?" Wen Zijin felt cheated.

"Yeah, I thought you wouldn't come." Qin Yu placed the wine cup, "Let's go, I'm just dealing with my cousin."

It was a beautiful scene of peach blossoms in full bloom, but it made Wen Zijin feel very uncomfortable.

When the two walked into the corridor, there were a lot fewer people, and even the smell of wine dissipated a lot.

"This is a place that almost all the young masters in Jingzhou City know. Zijin won't be frightened when he comes here for the first time?" Qin Yu said with a smirk.

Wen Zijin nodded sincerely in response: "The prince has already married a wife and had children, how can he still come to such a place?"

Qin Yu smiled, but didn't answer.

The two parted ways from the gate of the garden, and when the carriage swayed back home, it was just past the end of the day.

The servants waited outside, Wen Zijin entered alone, the whole room was very bright and spacious.

And the woman on the bed seemed to be in deep sleep, Wen Zijin slowed down and approached cautiously.

The afternoon was a good time to take a nap, but Wen Zijin was lying on the side of the couch, and fell asleep at some point.

When Ye Ran woke up slightly, the inner room was already quite dark, and her eyes fell on the girl beside the couch.

"Zijin?" Ye Ran raised his hand and gently rubbed the girl's cheek.

The girl opened her eyes in a daze, as if she hadn't woken up, and replied in a very soft voice: "Yes."

"Why are you sleeping here?" Ye Ran stroked the red mark on the girl's cheek due to the lines of her robe with her fingertips.

Wen Zijin stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, "I don't know why, but I fell asleep all of a sudden."

Ye Ran withdrew his hand with a slight smile, then got up and asked, "Poetry meeting, is it fun?"

"It's not fun." Wen Zijin stood up after him, stretching out his hand to straighten his wrinkled robe.

"What's the matter?" Ye Ran waved sideways, beckoning the girl to come closer.

Wen Zijin approached and said, "I just don't think it's fun at all."

"I thought Zijin was greedy for mutton, that's why he came back so early." Ye Ran lightly hugged the girl and said with a smile, "But the meat is only marinated, and it hasn't had time to roast yet."

The girl's expression changed very quickly, her watery eyes were full of grievances, she looked at her and muttered: "Sister Ye, I just like to make fun of Zijin."

Ye Ran raised his hand to smooth the girl's brow and said, "It's good to smile, so that Zijin won't be unhappy alone."

Since Wen Zijin came back early, the barbecue for the dinner was naturally served earlier.

It was still cold at night in spring, and Wen Zijin's cherry mouth was also red from the heat.

"It's so spicy." Wen Zijin was almost full of tea.

Ye Ran wiped the sweat off the girl's nose with a handkerchief and said with a slight smile, "Spicy, do you still want it?"

Wen Zijin said seriously, "Because it tastes delicious."

When the waiter took away the food, the girl was still pouring tea and hydrolyzed spicy food with puffy cheeks, Ye Ran couldn't help laughing.

Who would have thought that the consequences of eating spicy food would be very serious. The next morning, when the girl washed her face, she found a red pimple on her face.

"Why do you get acne?" Wen Zijin held the bronze mirror and still couldn't believe it.

The girl who has never had acne since she was a child is in a very unhappy mood.

Ye Ran held the porridge and handed it to the girl's hand to comfort her: "It should disappear in a few days."

Wen Zijin ate porridge with a wooden spoon in his right hand, and covered his face with his left hand and said, "It's not pretty at all."

"No, I think it's cute." Ye Ran looked at the girl and said patiently.

"Cute..." Wen Zijin blushed and didn't dare to look at Sister Ye, eating porridge slowly, "This is the first time Sister Ye has praised Zijin."

The girl's words changed so quickly that Ye Ran didn't even react.

After breakfast, the waiters cleaned up the dishes, and Ye Ran sorted out the bookcases. The girl at the side was very embarrassed and said, "Aren't you going to attend the old master's class today?"

Ye Ran stopped his resting hands, turned his head and looked at the girl next to him in puzzlement, the person who usually went to attend classes regardless of the weather, what happened today?

Wen Zijin sat on one side and said, "Kuishui came this morning, and my mother has asked the old man to ask for leave."

A while ago, the girl had been busy and there was no one to see. Ye Ran was a little surprised by the sudden rare free time.

The girl was nestled on a low couch, holding a bronze mirror in her hand, her expression was much more serious than reading a book on weekdays.

Ye Ran sat aside, raised his hand to take the bronze mirror away and said, "The more you look at it, it may become more serious, so it's better to rest earlier."

"But Zijin can't sleep." Wen Zijin stretched out his hand to touch his cheek, very sad.

Originally, she was not as good-looking as Sister Ye, but now this pimple is even more of an eyesore.

"Why don't I read to Zijin?" Ye Ran grabbed the hand that was constantly touching the pimple, and stopped the girl's movements.

The girl buried half of her face in the quilt, only showing her bright almond eyes, and replied with a light smile, "Okay."

Ye Ran smiled, then got up and walked to the bookcase, where there are many kinds of books.

However, there is a corner of the book that is a little different. Ye Ran was very concerned about the flustered look of the girl last time, especially when the girl secretly hid behind her back in the middle of the night.

Therefore, Ye Ran wanted to see what was written in that book out of selfishness. Ye Ran flipped through some of the contents, and stopped reading.

But, remember this too.

Who the hell taught girls this kind of book?

Ye Ran's fingertips flicked across the rows of books, seemingly inadvertently staying near the books.

Footsteps sounded in a hurry, and the girl said in a panic, "Just read this book."

The girl randomly took a book of poems and essays, her expression very nervous.

"Okay." Ye Ran couldn't bear to embarrass the girl, so he took the book.

Wen Zijin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, afraid that Sister Ye would get the book.

Ye Ran pretended not to know and led the girl back to the low couch. There was no particularly long text in the poem.

The girl nestled in the quilt, and Ye Ran read several chapters in succession, but the girl was still very energetic.

"How can you sleep with your eyes open?"

"Sister Ye, why do you think acne will disappear?"

The girl stretched out her hand again, and Ye Ran clasped the slender wrist and asked, "Is the acne itchy?"

"It doesn't itch."

"Does that hurt?"

Wen Zijin didn't understand Sister Ye's words, but she responded truthfully: "It doesn't seem to hurt."

"Since it doesn't itch or hurt, why do you have to care so much?"

Ye Ran couldn't wait for the girl's answer, because the girl's whole head was covered under the blanket and she didn't want to come out.

In spring, the lotus pond returned to its former vitality, and most of the flowers and plants outside the window were already in full bloom, Ye Ran slightly pursed her lips, a little annoyed at her tone of voice just now.

Maybe it was too fierce.

"Because of acne, Zijin is even more unattractive." The girl replied sullenly.

Ye Ran hugged the girl lightly and said softly: "Who said you are not good-looking?"

The girl opened the quilt slightly, and called shyly, "Sister Ye..."

"Huh?" Ye Ran poked into the quilt, and the young girl's fragrance quickly permeated, which was too tempting for Ye Ran in spring.

"Zijin is actually not cute at all." Wen Zijin tugged at Sister Ye's clothes.

Ye Ran pecked the girl's forehead lightly, but did not distance herself from her. Instead, she wrapped her arms around the girl and said in a hoarse voice, "Even if Zijin is not cute, I still like it."

When Wen Zijin came to his senses, he realized that he couldn't move. The breath against his cheek was mixed with sister Ye's unique smell.

"Zi Jin, what book have you been reading recently?" Ye Ran gently rubbed the hot earlobe with her fingertips, obviously the girl had already inhaled her breath.

The girl replied with flushed cheeks, "It's just an ordinary book."

Ye Ran raised her eyebrows and propped herself up, looked down at the girl's face, traced her cheek with her fingertips and bewitched, "Liar Zijin, you are the most uncute."

Wen Zijin felt a little strange, her cheeks were hot, and her breathing was even very orderly.

The cold fingertips gently lifted the girl's jaw, Ye Ran poured out his breath and said, "Aren't you going to tell the truth?"

"What?" Wen Zijin was a little dazed, as if he was stepping on a soft cloud, very dizzy.

Ye Ran attached himself to the girl's ear and said, "Yesterday, I asked someone to dry the books in Zijin's bookcase and found a very strange book. Where did it come from?"

Wen Zijin just felt like he was about to burn, and he just wanted to get closer to Sister Ye, but he also felt that his behavior was very strange, as if he was completely out of his control.

"Sister Ye, Zijin can't seem to move." Wen Zijin innocently asked for help.

"I can't move, it's normal." Ye Ran kissed the girl's pink cheek, "Isn't Zijin going to tell me?"

If it wasn't for Wen Zijin being too weak, he should have discovered that Ye Ran was actually very abnormal.

Ye Ran's eyes had already turned into red eyes, and the blush on her face was no worse than that of a girl who couldn't move.

"Study, the female ghost asked Zijin to buy it." Wen Zijin's eyes were stained with mist, and he bit his lips tightly, obviously affected too deeply.

"Good boy." Ye Ran held the girl's cheek and pecked lightly.

The girl seemed to have the approval, and she was enthusiastic and proactive, even opening her lips. Such an unusual initiative surprised Ye Ran.

Ye Ran gently pushed the girl away, and her red eyes deepened. The girl with only a thin underwear, with a pink face, makes it easy to have inappropriate thoughts.

What's more, it was Ye Ran, whose blood was so boiling that Ye Ran had no choice but to suppress the evil fire in his heart, but the girl took the initiative to fight back.

"Zijin?" Ye Ran caressed the girl's cheek with his palm, and murmured involuntarily, but the girl had already lost consciousness.

Everything is just guided by the smell of the urge.

The girl's random intimacy will only consume the girl's mind, Ye Ran tries to awaken the girl's consciousness.

But there was no response at all, the girl just sought comfort blindly.

This is the difference between humans and monsters. Girls are easily influenced by monsters and eventually lose consciousness.

Ye Ran understands that if the girl is satisfied at this time, maybe the girl will never regain human consciousness, but become a puppet-like existence.

"Zijin, do you know who I am?" Ye Ran held the girl in his arms, her voice trembling violently.

For Ye Ran, no matter how many days of loneliness, it can't be worth a word of joy from a young girl.

Even if it is a puppet, at least it means that the girl will only belong to herself from now on.

For Ye Ran, this is a fatal temptation.

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