After finishing dinner, Lady Wu counted that her son spoke to Jiao Jiao ten tis, picked food for her eighteen tis, and looked at her thirty-nine tis, with a smile on his face all the ti!
Lady Wu was deeply conflicted.
She found her son too late.
So much so that she could no longer enjoy her son being coddled in her arms.
And now, her son was about to belong to another woman.
Lady Wu felt a pang of jealousy but forced herself to co to terms with it.
It wasn’t she who found her son, but her son who found her.
If her son hadn’t reached out to her, she would never have known that her son was already so grown.
She should be satisfied.
Seeing him in her lifeti, she shouldn’t ask for anything else.
He looks so happy smiling at Jiao Jiao, how nice.
Really nice.
Mrs. Chen, being the mother, also noticed that the atmosphere today was unusual.
There always seed to be sothing between Sanlang and Jiao Jiao before, but today was different.
The intimacy between them was unlike before.
However, she said nothing, just in high spirits, she ate another bowl of rice.
After dinner, Jiang Youzhi feared that Yun Jiao would return to the back courtyard, so he promptly said: "Jiao Jiao, I need to talk to you, let’s chat under the honeysuckle trellis."
Yun Jiao thought he really had sothing to discuss, so she followed him slowly to the trellis.
Just then, everyone in the living room scattered like birds and beasts.
Zhang Shun and Liu Zhu went ho.
Lao Jiu accompanied Guihua to tidy up the dishes.
Ah Hu and Lin Shuo returned to their rooms.
The others all went back to the rear courtyard.
Suddenly, the courtyard beca quiet, as if only Jiang Youzhi and Yun Jiao were left.
Yun Jiao unconsciously tugged at the honeysuckle leaves, "What’s the matter?"
Jiang Youzhi whispered, "You still haven’t told , how long should a relationship last?"
Yun Jiao gave him a playful glance, "That’s hard to say, it depends on my mood."
Talking, Jiang Youzhi understood as needing to speak.
No matter love or affection, those two words an nearly the sa thing, easy to grasp.
Jiang Youzhi asked again, "What should we do in a relationship?"
Yun Jiao casually replied, "Eating, shopping, watching—"
Forget it, there are no movies here.
Watching a play might work.
However, watching a play lacks that feeling.
Watching a movie is not about the movie being good, it’s about the closeness of two people, and the theater being particularly dark, making everything convenient.
Watching a play is noisy, and moreover, in the theater with bright lights, thinking of anything is futile.
Jiang Youzhi watched as Yun Jiao stopped midway, she seed a bit sentintal, continued: "Actually, those things aren’t important, sincerity is what matters."
Jiang Youzhi asked no more, sincerity, he thought, wasn’t sothing that needed saying, who wouldn’t be sincere to a beloved woman?
He suddenly reached out to hold Yun Jiao’s hand, his finger gently traced her palm, whispered, "Jiao Jiao, I want—"
He paused, suddenly looking around.
Yun Jiao also looked around, blushing, "Don’t, don’t think about it."
"I always feel like they are hiding sowhere watching," she said, pulling her hand back.
Jiang Youzhi looked helplessly at Yun Jiao, he just wanted to hug her.
Hoping to hear her make kitten-like sounds in his embrace, he thought those monts were truly blissful.
But it wasn’t possible, they didn’t have a place without disturbances.
Oh, if only one day they could freely embrace.
Yes, even holding her for a lifeti without tiring.
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