Scum Man Cannot Redeem Himself - chaoter 179

“Are you hungry?” Zhao Lingxue asked with a smile, stepping forward to help.

“A little,” he took out the glutinous rice rib soup and scooped two bites.

She took out a small dish, “This one relieves greasiness, take two bites.”

Yang Junhan picked up his chopsticks and ate a bite with great appreciation.

She sat beside him as usual and watched him eat with one hand on her cheek. In fact, she was quite satisfied with this kind of life. After three years later, when the mourning period got over, he would marry her.

It should be nice to live such a life every day.

Her wish was to survive at first, but then it changed to living by his side.

The premise was that he treated her as a woman, a fiancée, not a little sister who delivered food every day.

The thought made Zhao Lingxue sulk. Why was she only sixteen years old? If she was twenty-six, he wouldn’t have treated her like a child.

After he finished eating, Zhao Lingxue packed the food box.

He went to the courtyard and fiddled with the bonsai for a while, then went back to the sleeping room and pulled his hair back into a bun, as if he was ready to go out.

Zhao Lingxue thought that he would come again that night.

She waited for a long time. Zhao Lingxue used to go to bed at 11 o’clock. It was almost midnight. She had long come to Jing Sixuan. At the moment, she was lying on the soft couch in his study room yawning as if she would fall asleep at any moment.

She thought that if he was not drunk and saw her in the study room, she would say that she had fallen asleep reading a book.

Zhao Lingxue yawned again.

There was movement in the courtyard.

“Young master, you slow down,” Xiao Wu’s voice came.

“It’s okay, go back.” It was Yang Junhan’s voice, not as clear as before, and he must have really been drinking.

“I’ll help you into the house,” Xiao Wu insisted.

Yang Junhan said, “Go back, don’t make Xiao Juan wait too long.” 

Xiao Juan was Xiao Wu’s wife who was pregnant.

“Then you should be careful.” 

Probably thinking of his wife, Xiao Wu did not insist.

In the room, Zhao Lingxue held her breath and listened to the movement outside. He entered the house, closed the door and went into the sleeping room. There was the sound of the door closing, and after a while, there was no movement.

Sleeping, right?

Zhao Lingxue quietly got up, went to the desk, touched the match, and lit the oil lamp.

There was light in the study room. Zhao Lingxue walked to his room and gently pushed open the door.

The house was not lit, but with the light from the study room, she could see him lying on the bed. His shoes were not even taken off, he was lying with his clothes on, and the quilt was not covered.

God! He planned to sleep like that? Next day he may get sick. At first, she approached with other thoughts, but then Zhao Lingxue got very angry.

The oil lamp was lit and she placed it in a far away place, so as not to wake him up.

And let the servant outside bring some hot water, took off his shoes and helped him clean up a bit. In the meantime, he grunted twice. He probably drank too much, and after a while gave no response.

Zhao Lingxue cleaned him up. He certainly did not sleep well. It was better to help him take off his clothes and cover him with a quilt to sleep.

So, without hesitation, she reached out to untie the belt around his waist. After the belt was untied, she untied the outer shirt straps. Fortunately it was spring, his clothing was not much.

But Zhao Lingxue encountered a problem, the sleeves were not easy to take off. He slept a little heavy.

Zhao Lingxue had to gently whisper in his ear, “Yang Junhan, bend your hand a little.” 

If he could just take off one sleeve, the rest would come out with a pull and then she would be done.

But Yang Junhan did not cooperate, and rolled over, bringing Zhao Lingxue down at once, with his hand still pressed on her waist.

She was surprised, her eyes turned round as she was lying next to him, face to face with him on her side.

She could feel the hot breath he exhaled, which of course carried a faint smell of alcohol.

The smell was originally quite unpleasant, but because he exhaled, Zhao Lingxue could accept it.

She was going to get up and take off his sleeves again. Maybe she was busy for a long while, and got sleepy. So lying by his side, she did not want to move.

She quietly looked at him ……

The man, her future husband, her lifelong dependence, she may have children in the future with him, and then they would have gray hair together. All these made Zhao Lingxue feel great.

But he had thought of her like a little sister. Zhao Lingxue remembered what her mother wrote to her a few days ago. She asked her if that thing had progressed. She did not know how to reply to the mother.

Thinking about that, Zhao Lingxue got angry and looked at the man in front of her viciously, her eyes focused on his lips.

She was going to do something bad.

The heart thought so, the action followed. The two were already extremely close to each other. Zhao Lingxue moved further, there was no more distance, the tips of their noses were next to each other.

Her heart …… only at that moment sluggishly began to beat in a panic, as if it could jump out at any time from the throat.

She could clearly feel the warmth exhaled from the end of his nose. Her eyelashes trembled, her body trembled, perhaps her whole body did, only at the moment she didn’t feel it. All her senses were concentrated on his lips.

Yes, her soft lips touched his lips.