Marrying Gold and Jade

"Zhu Lian, you are crazy!"

As soon as she was dragged outside the eaves, Qingdai pushed her away fiercely.

It was late at night, with only the main house in front of us reflecting light.

"Do you know what drug the girl has been poisoned with? How can you let a man stay next to her?"

After saying that, he was going back regardless.

But Zhu Lian grabbed her wrist again, "What do you want now, me or you?"

Qingdai turned her head back, and hearing the deeper meaning in her words, she widened her eyes in disbelief.

"That, that can't be either..." She couldn't even speak steadily, "That's Master Ji."

"It is because of him that we can keep him in there. The young master will not let the young lady ruin her innocence. We can just turn a blind eye to how the young lady survives tonight."

"Can……"

"Can't you see at all how the young master feels about the girl?"

Now Qingdai was speechless.

Sir, what are your feelings towards the girl?

Zhu Lian saw that she had calmed down and then he loosened her wrist.

Perhaps he was born with more insights than others, Zhu Lian noticed Lin Ji's thoughts earlier than anyone else.

When Lin Yu reached the age for marriage, Ruan would call her over and ask her to always keep an eye on Lin Yu.

Zhu Lian has met many people, but after so many years, she still thinks Lin Ji is the most suitable.

He also knew that as the elder brother, the biggest difficulty for him was to break the window paper.

We might as well use this night to get him out of that position.

"Even if something does happen, the worst that can happen is we can just get married."

inside the house.

Lin Yu no longer had the energy to cry. Her arms were tied, and she couldn't even scold the man who had just tried to kick the couch.

I drank two full bowls of cold water, but the heat in my body didn't subside at all.

"Lin Ji...Brother, Brother Ji..."

He sat on the edge of the couch with his back, one hand resting on the quilt. Lin Yu rubbed his cheek against it without thinking.

very hot.

The man curled his knuckles, but did not avoid it.

There were only two of them in the room, and even Lin Ji felt a little hot.

"Please let me go, I feel so uncomfortable..."

The effect of the medicine was burning her mind, but the silk ropes still bound her so that she couldn't move. She felt uncomfortable all over.

In addition, something in her body seemed to awaken, making her think about blood constantly and want more blood.

Especially, Mingyuan's blood.

However, this strange impulse did not last too long, and Lin Yu's mind was invaded by desire again.

"What did you call me?"

The man's voice was cold, as if one could get cooler by being close to him. As he asked, the string in Lin Yu's head was almost stretched to its limit.

But she still answered him: "Brother."

She heard someone sigh softly.

Then he said, "Ayu, I can't help you."

The girl lay on the couch, her clothes in disarray from her struggle. She asked him blankly, "Who can help me?"

Lin Ji was still sitting with his back to the sitting position, his brows gloomy when he turned around.

"If I'm not your brother, I can help you."

Lin Yu couldn't hear any deeper meaning, and didn't want to beat around the bush with him. She almost cried, "Then find Mingyuan back."

Lin Ji let out a long breath.

He stood up, squatted beside her couch, and looked at her flushed face at eye level.

Lin Ji said seriously: "We are not blood siblings, and I have never called you sister."

Lin Yu's thoughts were all drawn to him, and he replied in a daze: "Yes."

Brothers and sisters from other families may dislike each other like Cheng Kejia and Cheng Kesong, or they may be close to each other and protect each other as others say.

Who would be like Lin Ji, who not only has never called her sister but is not even familiar with her?

Lin Ji is a "foreign man" living in her house, not her "brother".

While she was distracted, Lin Ji got up and went to the basin to wring out the towel with cold water again.

The cool handkerchief brushed across his face, allowing Lin Yu to barely suppress a trace of restlessness.

"If you don't regard me as your brother, I will help you and be responsible for you."

He was patient and persuasive, and took back the handkerchief without any hesitation.

He waited quietly for a reply.

Lin Yu couldn't bear it any longer and started crying.

Why ask her, why can't he solve the problem for her first before saying this.

She was feeling so miserable right now that she didn't know how to weigh the pros and cons, nor did she want to think about such complicated things.

She just wanted relief, that's all.

Even if he temporarily crosses the line of being an "older brother", I will forgive him afterwards.

He was drunk that day and flirted with me, but I didn't take it seriously, right?

"A Yu?"

"I don't know..." She buried her face in the quilt, the fabric between her legs sticking tightly to her, making her extremely uncomfortable.

"Don't ask me, I don't know..."

Lin Jiping breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew it was not a good idea to ask such a thing at this time.

But apart from this moment, he didn't know when else he could find an opportunity to say these words so decently.

Anyway, he has already said it, and Lin Yu has already listened to it.

The man's knuckles touched her cheek, bringing a chill.

"Is it hot?"

After hearing that he no longer asked for an answer, Lin Yu raised her face, leaving a few fine marks on her soft skin.

"Hot." This time she answered readily.

Lin Ji sat back down on the couch, his clothes neatly arranged, his eyes so clear that not a trace of lust could be seen.

Even when those slender and delicate hands took off her trousers, Lin Yu sobbed with shame again.

……

Half an hour later.

The cold water from the wrung handkerchief soaked into the man's hands, leaving many red marks on his originally fair skin. He carefully wiped his fingertips without changing his expression.

His expression was flawless, as if he was just washing his hands after a meal.

Lin Yu was untied halfway through. She was sweating a lot, but she still had her head covered with the quilt. All she could hear was the sound of water in the basin beside her.

She would never be able to meet Lin Ji's hands again.

If the situation is serious, she might not even be able to meet Lin Ji.

Just that half an hour was the only time in her past life and this life that she felt that this man was talkative.

She always asked if this was okay or if it was too harsh. If she cried a little harder, he would frown and stop, and she would urge him to hurry up until her scalp tingled.

"Still uncomfortable?"

Lin Ji wiped his hands and asked Tuanzi who was under the quilt on the couch.

Naturally, there was no reply.

And he was holding on, the feeling of her body on his fingertips lingering, and he couldn't forget her crying.

Finally, he could only turn his eyes away and say, "I'll ask Zhu Lian and the others to come in and serve."

I opened the door and the cool breeze of late autumn hit my face.

Lin Ji calmed himself down a little before he saw two maids waiting under the eaves.

"Give her a wash."

Qingdai was feeling very uncomfortable sitting outside, and immediately stepped into the room upon hearing this.

Instead, Zhu Lian walked behind and said to Lin Ji, "I will report this matter to Madam truthfully."

The man hummed softly as a response.

Zhu Lian then went in.

Although the effect of the medicine on Lin Yu's body had worn off, annoyance still welled up in him.