"Huh? Who are the 'those men' you're talking about?" Qi Surong asked with a smile.

"Liu Muhan, Feng Zhan, Ji Yun, Sun Junxuan, Huang Zheng, and Yuan Xi." Gu Jinyun called by name.

Qi Surong lowered her head and bit her wine glass, and smiled secretly.

"Did you hear it?" Gu Jinyun suddenly leaned over to her ear, and the warm breath sprayed on the side of her face.

Qi Surong leaned back, and her waist was immediately embraced by a large hand.

Gu Jinyun pulled her into his arms and stared at her with burning eyes.

Qi Surong moved uncomfortably and whispered, "Let go of me."

"Don't let it go."

"My maid will be back soon, how about seeing us like this?"

"If someone comes, I'll know."

"Then when are you going to hold it?"

Gu Jinyun thought for a moment and replied, "Hold it until you finish the wine in your glass."

Qi Surong looked at the wine glass in her hand and said helplessly, "I'm not good at drinking."

"I'll help you." Gu Jinyun freed one hand, took the wine glass, raised his head and took a sip.

Qi Surong was about to praise her when someone suddenly lowered her head and kissed her lips, pouring all the wine into her mouth.

The lubricating/smoothing liquid flowed on the tongues of the two of them, and an intoxicating incense lingered on the tip of the nose.

Gu Jinyun moved his lips away reluctantly, looked at the blushing cheeks of the woman in his arms, and said in a low voice, "I drank half a glass for you, and you drink the rest."

This is complete bullshit!

Qi Surong said angrily, "Why did you drink it just now? You gave it to me."

"No, I drank too. I drank more than you." He handed over the glass and said, "Half a glass left."

Qi Surong grabbed the wine glass angrily and drank it all at once.

Before she could swallow it, Gu Jinyun kissed her again and took the wine from her mouth.

Tossing and sucking, wanton taste.

Qi Surong's brain was a little dizzy, and she leaned weakly in his arms, wanting to resist, but couldn't help but yearn for more.

In the last life, she owed this man too much. In this life...she was startled, she pushed him away suddenly, took a few steps back, turned her face away and said, "You are too far away."

When was with him, always felt intimacy unconsciously and completely forgot to fortify.

She didn't know how to respond to him, and if she became his wife again, she would probably cause him trouble.

But, is she willing to be gentle with him?

"What are you afraid of?" Gu Jinyun asked, seeing the retreat and hesitation in her eyes.

Qi Surong was silent.

Gu Jinyun walked to her side, raised her chin, and said seriously, "Don't be afraid, I will accompany you."

"Stay with me? Even if I cause you great harm, will you stay with me?"

"Since I have chosen, I will not regret it." Gu Jinyun replied, "No matter what happens, it is my own choice."

Qi Surong lowered her eyes: Jin Yun, no matter what, I will never make the same mistakes again. I am willing to give you my everything, but I cannot give you my promise. As long as the crisis of the Qi family is not resolved, she will never marry a woman in her life. Even if the two-year period has come, she will find reasons to shirk the blame.

But for the time being, please let her own this feeling selfishly.

At this moment, there were light footsteps outside the house, Gu Jinyun shook Qi Surong's hand and whispered, "I'll see you another day."

Saying that, he jumped out of the window lightly.

The door was pushed open immediately, and Ping'er walked in with a pile of materials.

"Miss, I've got everything."

"Well, put it on the table." Qi Surong straightened her appearance and ordered casually.

Ping'er let go of the thing, sniffed around with her nose, and asked curiously, "What is this smell? It smells like wine."

"Oh, nothing." Qi Surong turned around and quickly hid the wine bottle and glass, feeling a little guilty.

Ping'er smiled strangely: "Miss, don't drink secretly, be careful I tell the old lady."

"Go ahead and talk." Qi Surong said calmly, "Anyway, your wages will be paid by me, and I will deduct it when I see it."

"Oh, miss, Ping'er is the most loyal, so why would you file a complaint? You must have misunderstood."

Qi Surong looked at her with a smile and greeted her, "Okay, go get some water for the lady, and I'll be busy after the grooming."

"Yes, Ping'er will go here."

Qi Surong shook his head amusingly, picked up a piece of fabric and rubbed it, and then seriously thought about embroidering for foreign envoys.

Although her father did not agree to her participation, she was always a little unwilling in her heart.

This is an opportunity. Once the embroidery is praised by foreign queens, the emperor will no longer dispose of the Qi family at will. As long as Wei Guo's friendly relations with foreign countries do not break down, her embroidery can become a barrier to protect Qi's family.

Anyway, she wants to try it too!

The author has something to say: I have seen many readers say the heroine Mary Su, but I think this kind of "Su" is within the normal range.

Let’s talk about embroidery first. If you read it carefully, you should have noticed that the heroine has lived through embroidery for ten years after losing her family. Embroidery is not only her talent, but also a life skill she relies on for a living, which has become a kind of capital.

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, the heroine has been taught since childhood. However, before her rebirth, her level was a little higher than that of her peers. What really elevated her was when she met her master in the last two years before her rebirth. At that time, her fingers were all broken, and it was her master who picked her up. After the injury was healed, in order to restore the flexibility of her fingers, her master let her practice various musical instruments, and took her to participate in a folk orchestra, where she met various folk masters, which can be said to be a collection of everyone's strengths. These will be written in the form of extras later.

I just want to say that the heroine's skills did not fall from the sky, but she practiced it little by little.

Of course, it is impossible for everyone to know this before the extras are written, but even without these extras, the heroine will win as a matter of course. Everyone only paid attention to the heroine's limelight, but did not contact the specific situation at that time.