Chapter 1373: Prostitute Daughter (22)

"Husband..." He actively wrapped his arms around Ji Xingchen's waist, and Xia Ling pressed his face against Ji Xingchen's chest.

"Can't you go?"

Her tone was soft, and she acted coquettishly to kill people.

Ji Xingchen's body stiffened slightly.

If he didn't really have something to do tonight, he really wanted to stay like this.

He somewhat underestimated Xiao Yao, the entire Ji family has been in Ji Xingchen's hands, as strong as an iron barrel, he never thought that Xiao Yao's people could infiltrate him when he wasn't paying attention.

If Ji Xingchen hadn't planted enough eyeliners, Xiao Yao's people could have avoided him and sent the news to Ji Luoqing.

He couldn't let such a big loophole under his nose, he had to clean up the entire backyard of the Ji Mansion.

"Hey, wait for me to come back tonight."

Thinking of these things, Ji Xingchen's face became colder.

He comforted Xia Ling in a gentle voice.

He is a resolute man who never procrastinates, and Xia Ling can't keep him at the moment.

There was still the residual warmth left by Ji Xingchen above his head, but the man's slender figure quickly stepped out of the room and disappeared into the night outside the room.

*

Xia Ling stood in the room for a while, and could still smell the faint incense on Ji Xingchen's clothes.

This taste proves that all this is not a dream.

Xia Ling's thoughts went astray, and the maid outside waited for a while, and then came in to ask.

"Young lady, do you want to wash up now?"

It was getting late, even if Ji Xingchen didn't stay overnight, Xia Ling should wash up and sleep.

"Prepare me water." Xia Ling ordered calmly, waited a while and said, "Put some more rose petals today, and bring me the balm from the Western Regions last time."

"Okay, Young Madam." The servant girl responded and stepped back.

Although the maid didn't say much, her expression was normal. However, after Xia Ling ordered these, she knew in her heart that tonight was different from before.

His face got hotter.

When it was time to take a bath, Xia Ling soaked in warm water for a while.

After adding water two or three times, she came out of the barrel.

Not in a hurry to sleep, she asked her servants to find a few travel notes for her to pass the time, lit the lamp, and half leaned against the side of the couch.

The black hair was scattered beside the couch, she propped her face slightly, and Xia Ling was fascinated by reading the travel notes.

This travel note is also very interesting, the customs and appearances of all parts of the world.

Xia Ling yawned, and it was midnight when he heard the watchman outside.

Maybe it's not coming back?

Xia Ling asked the maid to put away her cloak and go to bed.

Sleeping alone, the bed is extra big, you can sleep how you want.

However, when he was in a drowsy sleep, Xia Ling suddenly felt that the bed beside him was heavy.

"Who?" Turning around vigilantly, Xia Ling didn't have time to see the face of the person beside him, and his lips were directly sealed by the man.

The person next to him, Ji Xingchen, was so familiar to her that she couldn't see his face, but she could accurately touch his face by feeling.

In this familiar smell, the vague smell of blood made Xia Ling completely awake.

Ji Xingchen, even if he cleaned it, Xia Ling's senses were sharp, and he could still smell a bit of rust.

"Husband." She turned sideways and grabbed Ji Xingchen's skirt, "Are you back?"

"Good, I miss you."

With a low voice, Ji Xingchen used the cover of darkness to express the ardor in his heart.

...

Greed for a while.

*

They tossed and tossed until early in the morning, when a white belly appeared faintly outside the window, and the man went to face refreshed.

Ji Xingchen finally left, and she didn't bother to get up to wash, and fell into a deep sleep with the quilt rolled up.

This sleep until near noon.

The servants were ordered by Ji Xingchen not to go in and disturb Xia Ling, so until now, the servants are warming the water outside, waiting for Xia Ling to wake up.

Xia Ling called out.

"Young Madam, what are your orders?"

Xia Ling turned over and lay down on the couch.

He clenched his fist against his waist and rubbed it, but he still couldn't stand it.

"Find two who can press, come in and rub them for me." She said lazily, and the maids immediately followed suit.

Of course there are quite a few maids like this in Ji's mansion, Xia Ling ordered, there are several in her yard.

The maids came in quickly, opened the windows to ventilate, and prepared hot water for Xia Ling to wash her body.

Then he surrounded Xia Ling, first protected his hands with balm, and then slowly smeared balm on Xia Ling's body.

This kind of skin care and health care does not require Xia Ling to do anything, everything is in order.