Chapter 79

“It’s your turn, young miss.”

“I know, let me think a bit more.”

“But you’ve been thinking for a long time already……”

The climate had already entered late autumn. The leaves on the fluffy flower tree in the courtyard had almost all fallen, scattering a patch of golden yellow on the ground.

The temperature was just right, with the wind blowing neither cold nor hot. At this time, Shen Yao Xing was sitting under the tree playing Go with Bai Sha. This was her new hobby recently, playing Go while enjoying the autumn breeze was quite pleasant.

However, now her delicate brows were furrowed tightly, staring at the Go board as if trying to bore a hole through it with her gaze.

After Bai Sha carefully reminded her twice and received impatient brushoffs from the young girl, her gaze secretly glanced past her, looking towards the person sitting on the chaise lounge inside the room directly facing the door behind her.

He was holding a book in his hand, but his gaze was constantly on them.

Like a vicious beast, he kept surveying back and forth between her and Hei Sha, filled with grim malice, exuding vigilant possessiveness, firmly suppressing his restless fangs.

Bai Sha felt a chill rise from the soles of her feet, and quickly withdrew her gaze, only wanting to finish this game quickly and find an excuse to leave.

Unaware of her fear, Shen Yao Xing looked at the Go board seriously, secretly regretting that she had made a wrong move earlier.

After thinking for a long time, she finally placed a piece. Bai Sha only wanted to end the game quickly, her mind no longer on the board. After the young girl won, she used the excuse of having a task to attend to, and quickly left the courtyard with Hei Sha.

“Hey, you two……”

Shen Yao Xing couldn’t even call them back in time. These two would run away every time after playing with her for just a short while, leaving her always stuck at the height of interest, neither here nor there, feeling very frustrated.

“I’ll play with you.”

The man’s cold and pleasant voice came from behind. Shen Yao Xing turned her head and rejected decisively, “No.”

She could still have a 50-50 chance when playing with Bai Sha, but with him she didn’t even have a chance of winning, which wasn’t interesting.

Jiang Ming Yue slowly walked to her side, his jade-white long fingers lightly caressing her face. Though his voice was cold, one could still hear the hint of grievance in it, “You’ve been mingling with them these past few days, afraid you haven’t thought of me at all.”

“Not at all,” Shen Yao Xing retorted as she tidied up the Go board.

Indeed she hadn’t. Each time she played with Bai Sha and the others, it never exceeded an hour. The rest of the time she was almost always sticking together with him. How could he say such words without feeling guilty?

In fact, Shen Yao Xing vaguely knew why Bai Sha and the others would avoid her like this.

Ever since the two of them got married, Jiang Ming Yue’s possessiveness had become increasingly obvious, even to a pathological degree. Let alone other men, even if she just spoke a few more words with Bai Sha and the others in daily life, he would get unhappy.

This phenomenon was incomprehensible to her.

After tidying up the Go board, Shen Yao Xing walked to the tree trunk and sat down, patting the spot beside her for him. After he came over and sat down, she skillfully laid her head on his lap.

Jiang Ming Yue’s fingers gently combed through her hair, his cold face filled with infatuation in his eyes.

Shen Yao Xing yawned and closed her eyes for a short nap on his lap.

When Qing Shu just arrived at the courtyard gate, this was the scene she saw. The man was wearing a snow-white robe, his black hair like ink. He lowered his head slightly, with a few strands of ink-black hair falling in front of him, his eyes looking at the sleeping face of the young girl on his lap, his expression terrifyingly focused.

The withered yellow leaves were falling, adding a sense of warmth to the two extreme colors.

The scene like a mural made one want to step in, yet also retreat due to the chilling aura surrounding the man.

Jiang Ming Yue naturally noticed her too. His hand leisurely stroking the young girl’s hair, he slightly raised his eyes, the pitch-black pupils warning her.

Qing Shu lowered her head, retreated a few steps, and stood guard outside the courtyard gate.

After just a short nap of half an incense stick’s time, Shen Yao Xing woke up. She got up and helped massage the man’s thighs a couple of times, asking drowsily, “Are your legs numb?”

The young girl’s massaging was careless, but it made half of Jiang Ming Yue’s body go soft. His breathing quickened slightly, and with reddened ears, he pressed her hands back onto his thighs.

His cold voice carried a hint of softness, “Massage a bit more…”

Thinking his legs were still numb, Shen Yao Xing kneaded the spot where she had been lying without hesitation.

“…Mmm…” Jiang Ming Yue bit his lip, still unable to suppress the sound that escaped.

Shen Yao Xing’s hands paused, and she squinted at him.

In an instant, two clouds of red floated across Jiang Ming Yue’s face. He avoided her gaze, yet still pretended to be reserved, “You hurt me.”

When it came to intimacy, he was rarely proactive, usually enticing her to take the initiative. If she didn’t take the initiative for a while, he would show signs of irritation, that hesitant look even more alluring than his deliberate seduction.

Seeing him so easy to bully, Shen Yao Xing had a mischievous idea. Making a “malicious” smile, she snickered, “Where does it hurt?”

Jiang Ming Yue turned his face away, “Naturally where you massaged hurts.”

“Really?” Shen Yao Xing continued with her “malicious” expression, moving her face closer to his, suddenly speaking crudely: “Is it really your leg that hurts and not somewhere else?”

Such explicit words made the blushing Jiang Ming Yue frown, “Where did you learn such vulgar talk?”

Shen Yao Xing’s expression froze, immediately deflating, “Don’t you men all like to hear this?”

“Don’t lump me together with those wanton men.”

“……” Faced with the man’s questioning gaze, Shen Yao Xing honestly confessed, “I just learned a couple of lines from some novels……”

Jiang Ming Yue pursed his thin lips, his gaze deep, “If you dare say such vulgar things to anyone else, I will surely make them die a miserable death.”

The man wasn’t joking at all, and Shen Yao Xing didn’t think this sentence was a joke either. Even though he seemed to have changed a lot since they got together, in essence he was still that Jiang Ming Yue who could kill without blinking an eye.

“Tch, who else could I say it to,” Shen Yao Xing muttered, sitting back against the tree trunk.

Jiang Ming Yue lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment, then suddenly turned to face her, a faint blush on his face, his eyes as if containing water. Yet he kept staring at her shoulder, too shy to meet her gaze, “Of course you can only say such things to me alone. It’s not that I dislike it, it’s just that now in broad daylight…”