The Three Kingdoms: Home Travel

(Haha, I managed to finish it, sorry again...)

After Xiuer followed Jiang Zhe home, she immediately fetched a basin for him to wash up, a hint of amusement on her face. "Why did you trick her, husband? Just now? Passerby A...hehehe..."

Having followed Jiang Zhe for some time, Xiu'er gradually came to understand the meaning of Jiang Zhe's strange phrases, such as "good," "oh no," and other oddly handsome men and beautiful women, and so on.

"How did I trick her?" Jiang Zhe dodged the question and refused to admit it. Finally, he muttered, "That wicked woman doesn't know what's good for her. I kindly let her go, and she still dared to provoke me in front of you. This is intolerable!" Jiang Zhe slammed the handkerchief heavily on the table.

Xiuer, of course, understood that Jiang Zhe was putting on a show. She rolled her eyes at him, took the towel from his hand, washed it in the water, and said, "Xiuer thinks that woman isn't inherently bad..."

"So you mean it's my fault?" Jiang Zhe glared at him, pretending to be angry.

"My husband is bullying Xiu'er...hehe, how could Xiu'er speak ill of my husband...hehehe..."

"Alright, alright, Xiuer won't say anything more. We probably won't run into her again, so why worry about it?" Xiuer tidied herself up, secretly glanced at Jiang Zhe, and said softly, "It's getting late, husband... why don't you... go and rest..."

Thump, thump! Jiang Zhe's heart skipped a beat. Oh God! The most agonizing time has come again! Damn it! Was there nothing else to do in ancient times? Rest as soon as it got dark? Please…

Jiang Zhe remained motionless, his embarrassment barely visible in the dim candlelight.

Xiuer looked at Jiang Zhe's face, her breathing becoming heavy, and ran outside as if fleeing to close the door. When she returned, she found Jiang Zhe still sitting there motionless...

"Husband?" Xiu'er forgot her shyness and called out to him in surprise.

"Ahem..." Jiang Zhe was startled by Xiu'er's voice, who knew what he was thinking. He said awkwardly, "Um... Xiu'er, why don't you go first, and I'll come back later?"

Hehe... Xiuer immediately understood. She bit her lip and gave Jiang Zhe a hint of imagination with a charming smile. She took small steps and slowly walked to the edge of the bed.

Jiang Zhe had his back to the bed when he heard a rustling sound behind him, and his blood felt like it was about to boil...

"Husband..." Xiu'er called out again.

"Sigh," Jiang Zhe thought to himself, "It wasn't my idea to go... it was Xiu'er who called me. They say you get what you pay for if you listen to your wife, but what can I do?"

After indulging in lewd fantasies, Jiang Zhe blew out the candle, shook his head, and walked towards the bed. He felt a little regretful; if it were bigger, he wouldn't have to work so hard.

Jiang Zhe finally found the bed, sat down beside it, took off his coat, lifted half of the quilt, and lay down.

hum...

Jiang Zhe suddenly felt a warm body pressed against him. Jiang Zhe didn't move at all, his heart was in a panic. "Xiuer, don't tease me, I can't control myself."

Slowly, the warm body moved further inside. Jiang Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a slight regret in his heart.

"Husband..." Xiu'er called softly.

"Wh...what?"

"...It's nothing."

After that, there was a long silence. Jiang Zhe listened to the even breathing around him, and his regret grew deeper and deeper.

"Xiuer, are you asleep?"

"Going to sleep!"

"..." Jiang Zhe found it somewhat amusing that even a sleeping person could talk. He was immediately seized by a mischievous impulse and slowly reached his hand inside.

Huh? Jiang Zhe suddenly felt something touch the back of his hand, warm and soft...

"Hmm..." Xiu'er's soft hum was particularly noticeable in the quiet night.

Both of them froze, not daring to move.

Amidst his embarrassment, Jiang Zhe was also pondering a question: what exactly was this "part" he had touched? Could it be...?

To confirm his suspicions, Jiang Zhe made his move. Heaven and earth bear witness, he was truly determined to verify his conjecture...

With a flick of his wrist, Jiang Zhe immediately understood. This was none other than Xiu'er's... shapely buttocks...

Now that it's been confirmed, you can take your hand back, right? But Jiang Zhe was a little reluctant to let go. The sensation made his heart itch, and unconsciously, his hand began to move back and forth.

"...Mmm..." Xiu'er's breathing became more and more rapid. Anyway, in the darkness, no one could see her face, so it was impossible to tell if it was already flushed.

Time slowly passed...

Jiang Zhe, lost in his reverie, suddenly felt a chill run through his body, and his mind cleared somewhat. Looking at the current situation, oh dear… how was he going to extricate himself…?

Jiang Zhe's left hand stopped abruptly on Xiu'er's chest, not daring to move. He was shocked and wondered, "Could I have been so bold just now?"

He pinched her cheek out of curiosity, and Xiu'er let out a shy moan. Jiang Zhe was also a little itchy.

To eat or not to eat, that is the question!

What a difficult choice! If Xiuer weren't so young, Jiang Zhe would have already turned into a wolf and pounced on her. Jiang Zhe really felt a little embarrassed in front of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Zhe slowly withdrew his hand, leaned his body away, and sighed heavily in his heart.

Xiuer remained silent.

After a long while, as Jiang Zhe was still replaying the scene in his mind, he heard a soft sobbing sound beside him.

"Xiuer?" Jiang Zhe turned around in surprise.

Xiuer remained silent, and gradually the crying subsided.

Jiang Zhe was a little puzzled. He stood up and looked down, only to see that Xiu'er's face was covered in tears. He panicked and quickly apologized, "Xiu'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you... I..."

"Does my husband dislike Xiu'er?" Xiu'er's question stunned Jiang Zhe. "Why...?"

So you're not blaming me for being "impulsive," you're blaming me for not being "impulsive"?

Xiuer also quietly got up, turning her face away from Jiang Zhe.

"Um...actually, I really couldn't control myself just now..." Jiang Zhe scratched his head and said, "Women are such a scary thing, haha, hahaha..."

"Pah!" Xiu'er spat lightly in embarrassment upon hearing this, and immediately felt a little better.

"only……"

"Just what?" Xiu'er turned her head and looked directly at Jiang Zhe.

Through his blurry vision, Jiang Zhe saw tears glistening on Xiu'er's face and felt a pang of guilt. He said, "But you're a little too small, I always feel..."

"A little too small?" Xiu'er thought for a moment and then understood Jiang Zhe's meaning. She said strangely, "Xiu'er is already of marriageable age, how can you say she's too small?"

"This..." Jiang Zhe was speechless. Was he supposed to tell her that women could only get married at the age of twenty?

"Husband... does A-Zhe dislike Xiu'er?"

Well, she's not even calling him "husband" anymore; she must be really angry.

"No, no..." Jiang Zhe hurriedly hugged Xiu'er, afraid that such a good wife would fly away.

Xiuer struggled a little, but finally leaned against Jiang Zhe.

"My husband..."

"Well, here's what I was thinking..." Jiang Zhe paused to organize his thoughts before speaking, "Think about it, we're not married yet, it wouldn't be right for us to be like this, it would upset you, so I..."

"I see..." Xiu'er nodded, feeling much better. "Xiu'er misunderstood her husband..."

"Yes, yes." Jiang Zhe gently helped Xiu'er lie down and pulled the blanket up. "Cover yourself up, don't catch a cold..."

"Then..." Xiu'er said, pulling on Jiang Zhe's arm, "when does my husband plan to marry me and hold this auspicious ceremony?"

"Let's pick a good day..." Jiang Zhe suddenly thought of his mother from the future, and a regret welled up in his heart. If only his mother had also traveled through time...

With a sigh, Jiang Zhe suddenly realized that he was still holding Xiu'er. The little girl was curled up in his arms like a cat.

And so… feeling the strength of Xiu'er gripping his arm, Jiang Zhe sighed, a strange thought creeping into his mind: perhaps it was fate and that slight loneliness that had brought them together…

"My husband..."

"What?"

"It's nothing, hehe..."

"Sleep well, or you'll get dark circles under your eyes!"

"Oh...hehe."

Marriage...? Jiang Zhe looked at the dark room, feeling a mix of emotions.

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