After crossing, let yourself go

Seeing his angry expression and worried eyes, Han Jiu had a flash of something in her mind. Catching some sporadic images, she boldly walked in front of Song Ruochen and said in a low voice, "You are worried about me? Why?"

"I..." Song Ruochen's face turned red when asked by Han Jiu.

Han Jiu smiled, Song Ruochen was actually a pure little white rabbit with a mature appearance. She moved closer and her hand seemed to cover Song Ruochen's hand unintentionally. "Why are you worried about me, huh?"

Song Ruochen blushed at Han Jiu's sudden change, but he was reluctant to push Han Jiu away. He avoided Han Jiu's gaze in panic and said, "I...I...well..."

Before he could say anything, Han Jiu pressed her lips against his. Actually, at first, Han Jiu just wanted to tease him, but when she saw Song Ruochen was like a little rabbit after being bullied by her, she couldn't help but kiss him. Song Ruochen was a top-notch martial arts expert, but he was a novice in love. Even a fool could see that expression and eyes, but it was hard to resist.

Song Ruochen was sitting on a chair while Han Jiu stood in front of him. In order to better enjoy this innocent little rabbit, Han Jiu raised her legs and sat on Song Ruochen's legs, slapping his face with both hands and kissing him deeply. Her slippery tongue went all the way into Song Ruochen's mouth and invaded wantonly.

Song Ruochen was very flustered. Han Jiu was sitting on his legs, but he was afraid that he would fall down, so he had to hug Han Jiu's waist tightly. Even so, he actually had a reaction, and he painfully endured the burning sensation in his lower abdomen.

Song Ruochen's reaction let Han Jiu know that this little white rabbit did not reject her, so she became bolder. She twisted her waist twice with ill intentions, wrapped her legs around Song Ruochen's waist and continued to kiss this little white rabbit.

Song Ruochen felt like he was about to explode. He reached into Han Jiu's clothes and stroked her smooth skin. He responded enthusiastically to the person he had been thinking about day and night. Suddenly, his mind went blank and he uttered a heavy groan, "Xiao Jiu... well... be gentle..."

After a long while, Han Jiu finally let Song Ruochen go. She looked at the man with a red face with a sly smile, and she was still sitting on his legs. Seeing that he didn't say anything, Han Jiu was a little unsure whether she had gone too far and was angry?

If he got angry, then their relationship would be completely over. She was worried and wanted to get up and leave Song Ruochen.

Noticing that the person in his arms was moving around, Song Ruochen nervously pushed Han Jiu back onto his legs and said, "Don't move."

Han Jiu didn't understand why, but she couldn't help laughing when she felt something. Song Ruochen blushed and glared at Han Jiu, "Don't laugh."

"You are so bad. Do you want me to help you again?" Han Jiu lowered her head again before Song Ruochen could speak. When Song Ruochen couldn't help but let out a low groan again, Han Jiu slowly left Song Ruochen and sat back in the chair.

After the two of them had been busy, the sun was already setting. Song Ruochen, satisfied, felt too uncomfortable to sit still so he went into the house to change his clothes. Han Jiu leaned back in her chair happily, humming a little tune.

When he came out again, Song Ruochen was still wearing the fluttering white clothes, as if the previous wave of confusion and passion was not from this man. Han Jiu tilted his head and looked at him and smiled, "Well, it's really good-looking." Now he doesn't worry about being punished for praising someone's good looks.

Song Ruochen glared at Han Jiu and sat on the chair. "Don't run around during this period. Let me check it out first."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Han Jiu still didn't care.

"I'll take you back later." I was really worried about him wandering around alone. What if something happened?

"No, you need to have a good rest." He said with a sly smile at Song Ruochen.

Song Ruochen's face turned red again because of Han Jiu's trick and he said "be serious".

"It's okay. When Pei Qing comes back, I'll go back with him. Make sure we get home safely." Han Jiu patted his chest and assured Song Ruochen.

"That's fine." From what Pei Qing said, it was estimated that the blue people would not come to find Han Jiu again in the near future, and he should immediately go and find out why Han Jiu was targeted by them. He couldn't always protect her. He had to know the reason so that he could find a solution.

Seeing that Song Ruochen was thinking and didn’t want him to worry about her affairs, Han Jiu reached out and took his hand, “Ruochen.”

"Hmm?" Song Ruochen reacted and shook her hand.

"I like hearing you call me Xiaojiu, especially at that time." The voice was seductive.

Song Ruochen's ears turned red. He just raised his hand when Pei Qing came in. He had no choice but to hold back and not take action to deal with Han Jiu.

After Han Jiu and Pei Qing left, Song Ruochen felt that everything he and Han Jiu had just done in the yard seemed as unreal as a dream.

He actually did such a bold thing, and when the thing he had been waiting for for a long time really happened, he felt so uneasy, afraid that all this was fake. He recalled Han Jiu's seductive expression and bold behavior when she sat on his lap just now, and his face turned red unnaturally.

Han Jiu was walking on the street, looking at the sword on Pei Qing's waist and asked, "Why are you suddenly carrying a sword?" Except for the first time, he had never seen Pei Qing carry a sword again.

"I brought it back today." I was too conceited before and believed that I would not encounter any danger, but it is different now.

Han Jiu knew Pei Qing was worried and didn't say anything more. "Have you had dinner?" It was like this back and forth.

"I'll eat when I get home." He was so anxious that he forgot about eating.

"You are stupid. Man is made of iron and rice is made of steel. How can you protect me if you are not full? What do you want to eat?" He turned around and saw a stand selling sugar cakes on the street. He pointed at it and said, "It just so happens that I haven't eaten either. How about this?"

"I can eat anything I want."

Han Jiu bought two sugar cakes and gave one to Pei Qing. They ate the sugar cakes while walking towards the general's mansion. When they were almost finished with the cakes, Han Jiu saw an acquaintance.

As the sun sets, the afterglow of the sun shines on his face. He has changed a lot. He no longer wears the bright red clothes, nor does he keep his head down as he did when the moon was full.

The dark grey gown he wore had a special flavor to it, his eyes were still charming and seductive but more confident and free and easy. He walked in front of Han Jiu and his voice was always neither too high nor too low, just right, "Master Jiu".

Han Jiu was chewing a sugar biscuit in her mouth. When she saw him talking to her, she quickly swallowed the sugar biscuit in her mouth. "Xiye, what a coincidence."