Three Kingdoms: Madam, I am a decent person

Chapter 143 Zhang Sui: What did you draw? (The previous chapter was censored.)

Zhang Sui looked at Cai Wenji curled up in the quilt and listened to her suppressed crying. After a slight hesitation, he took off all his clothes, quickly got into the bed, and held her in his arms.

Having experienced it once, he was not as embarrassed as before.

Cai Wenji was held in his arms. She did not struggle, but put her face against his chest and continued crying.

After crying for a long time, she sniffed and said, "It's getting late. I'll go cook."

Zhang Sui held her tightly and refused to let go.

Cai Wenji struggled for a few times but didn't let go, then she said, "I'll go cook."

Zhang then whispered in her ear: "I'm not satisfied yet."

Cai Wenji's face flushed and she froze in the quilt.

After a while, she moved off Zhang Sui and lay down beside him.

Zhang Sui hurriedly climbed up.

The two of them were busy for a while.

Seeing Cai Wenji lying in the quilt with her head sticking out but her eyes closed, her pretty face flushed under her wet hair, her mouth slightly open, breathing softly, Zhang Sui then pecked her red lips carefully, got out of the quilt carefully, crawled under the bed, quickly put on his clothes, and hummed a little tune: "Sister sits on the bow, brother walks on the shore"

Cai Wenji originally closed her eyes and wanted to sleep for a while.

Hearing that Zhang Sui's humming sound was a bit strange, he opened his eyes and looked over, asking: "What are you humming? Why does it sound so strange?"

"I have been wandering with my father since I was young. He raised me like a son and taught me classic history books and various music, but I have never heard a song like this."

Zhang Sui put on his clothes, climbed onto the bed, and whispered in her ear, "This is a song sung by ordinary people in my hometown."

"It's about a man and a woman who are in love with each other."

"After the man had sex with the woman, the two of them were in love and sang songs to express their happiness to each other."

The redness on Cai Wenji's face was beginning to fade.

Seeing Zhang Sui say this, her blush crept up again, and she tucked her head into the quilt and said, "Get me some clothes, I'll get up and cook."

Zhang Sui reached his hand into the quilt and pinched Cai Wenji.

Cai Wenji kicked his hand.

Zhang Sui then took out his hand and said with a smile: "You go to sleep first, I'll ask the maid to cook."

"What do you want me to cook?"

"You are my woman."

"She used to be a housekeeper, and now she's the hostess."

"Even if the maid is not here, I can still cook, and it's definitely not bad. You may not be able to compare with me."

Only then did Cai Wenji stick her head out of the quilt again and look at Zhang Sui suspiciously.

Can men cook?

Zhang Sui touched her pretty face, then continued humming his little tune as he left.

Zhang Sui rushed to the third floor of the second building, moved all of Cai Wenji's things down from her room, and moved them all to his own room.

The five maids in the mansion are also people with good sense.

When they saw Zhang Sui hurriedly carrying Cai Wenji from the second floor to the third room, they knew what had happened and went to the kitchen to cook.

I cooked a pot of corn rice, two vegetables, and a plate of duck meat.

After Zhang Sui and Cai Wenji finished their meal, they walked hand in hand in the third courtyard.

After walking around for a while, Zhang took off his shirt and continued practicing.

Cai Wenji stood aside and watched.

She didn't dare to be too blatant before.

After looking for a while, she finally remembered and went back to her room, taking out her writing brush, ink, paper, inkstone and desk.

Zhang Sui, who was practicing extra exercises, saw her holding the table with her left hand and stopped practicing.

This desk is made of solid wood!

Zhang Sui felt that the weight before the time travel was at least more than 30 kilograms.

Cai Wenji looks slender and frail, but she is able to carry the table with her left hand.

Moreover, he looked very relaxed.

Zhang Sui couldn't help but recall the scene when he went to see her before, when she crushed a chicken to death with her bare hands and then twisted its head off.

Zhang Sui thought of his childhood.

At that time, my mother, who was used to doing farm work, killed chickens in this way.

But, is Cai Wenji competing in strength with her mother who was used to doing farm work when she was a child?
Zhang Sui's eyes fell on Cai Wenji's slender white hands. He swallowed.

If she gets angry one day, will she break her thing?
Cai Wenji placed the table by the door, lit the lamp, and laid out the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. Then she looked at Zhang Sui and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Sui hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, nothing."

Watching Zhang Suiwu wielding his spear, Cai Wenji then knelt on the heel of a mat and began to paint while observing Zhang Suiwu.

Zhang Sui was in no mood to care about her.

It is important to practice more first.

There's still time to finish the extra training.

Zhang Suijia finished his training and gained 0.5 catties of strength today.

Zhang Sui came to Cai Wenji and looked at the paintings she had drawn.

Zhang Sui laughed out loud.

Is this me?

A shirtless man holding a rifle, does look a bit like it.

But that round head looks a bit like a potato.

If the two of them had not just rolled over, he would have suspected that Cai Wenji had the so-called white moonlight.

Moreover, it is so ugly!
Cai Wenji saw Zhang Sui smile, her pretty face flushed as she said, "I, I paint, even my father says I have 60% of his ability!"

Zhang Sui raised his eyebrows and said, "Wait for me to dry my sweat and take a shower, then I will draw for you."

Looking at the painting of Cai Wenji, he thought of the historical portrait of Huo Qubing.

He was only in his twenties when he died.

But the portrait looked like a rough man in his forties or fifties.

After hearing what Zhang Sui said, Cai Wenji just said "oh".

Move the table back into the house.

Cai Wenji held a lamp and went to the tailoring room in the second building, took out the white shirt and black hip skirt, and placed them on the bedside.

Zhang Sui dried the sweat off his face, took a shower, then picked up his "pencil" and was about to grind ink.

But I saw Cai Wenji grinding on the side.

Zhang Sui glanced at Cai Wenji, laughed, and then began to paint.

This time he wasn't painting himself.

What's the point of drawing yourself?
Zhang Sui painted Cai Wenji lying on a wooden board, covering her eyes with her left arm and with messy hair.

Cai Wenji stood aside, looking at the painting, her face red as if blood was about to drip out.

This man, this painting!

If other people saw this, I would be too embarrassed to face them!

Zhang Sui finished the painting, blew the ink dry, handed it to Cai Wenji, and said with a smile: "See, this is a painting?"

"I didn't even know that was me in your painting!"

Cai Wenji took the painting, glared at Zhang Sui and said, "Well, then, draw a picture of you practicing martial arts just now."

Zhang Sui looked at Cai Wenji beside him. Her small face, which was as big as a palm, was flushed like a red apple, and he felt a little itchy.

Although it has only happened twice, the primordial power in the body is now spreading again.

Zhang Sui said: "It's getting late, let's rest first!"

Cai Wenji looked at Zhang Sui's unscrupulous eyes and knew what he was thinking.

Cai Wenji's heart was beating a little irregularly.

She felt a little weak in the legs.

She quickly climbed onto the bed, but without taking off her coat, Cai Wenji shrank into the bed and said, "Okay, go to bed early."

Zhang Sui looked at Cai Wenji's attire, scratched his head, and did not force her.

Anyway, today was her first time, and she came twice.

Zhang Sui took off his coat, lay down in the quilt, and hugged Cai Wenji's waist from behind, not moving.

Cai Wenji waited for a while and saw Zhang Sui snoring softly. Then she slowly turned her head and lay face to face with Zhang Sui.

Cai Wenji carefully traced Zhang Sui's face with her eyes, took off her coat, squeezed her body into his arms, put her face against his, and closed her eyes.

(End of this chapter)