"Li Qiyu, don't do such things," Song Jiaye forced himself not to look at her. "Seducing me won't work."
Hearing this, Li Qiyu got angry.
What did he mean by seducing? She just wanted him to help zip up her dress.
Li Qiyu turned her back and pointed at the zipper on her back. "I just want you to help me zip up. It's not seduction."
Song Jiaye swallowed hard. Li Qiyu didn't even realize that half of her back was bare now, showing a smooth curve like a perfect work of art under a sculptor's hand. She was even more alluring than before.
However, after being scolded by Li Qiyu, he had calmed down a lot. After all, Li Qiyu was such a strange woman who would ask if airplanes could lay eggs. Judging from this woman's way of thinking, she probably hadn't considered matters between men and women yet.
Thinking like this, his thoughts seemed a bit vulgar.
Song Jiaye steadied his mind. He stepped forward to help Li Qiyu zip up. This dress was a bit tight. Song Jiaye had to reach out and hold the dress first to pull up the zipper. His hand touched Li Qiyu's skin. The slight coolness made Li Qiyu's skin tremble slightly. The smooth and creamy touch also made Song Jiaye's heart tremble slightly.
Song Jiaye blushed. He quickly lowered his head to pull the zipper. But the zipper seemed to be against him. It got stuck in the middle and wouldn't go up no matter what. Song Jiaye was so anxious that a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. His warm breath fell on Li Qiyu's skin. Li Qiyu looked back and asked, "Are you done yet?"
She was a bit impatient. "Sister Liu could always zip it up easily before. What's wrong today?"
Song Jiaye explained, "It's a bit tight."
"Tight?" Hearing this, Li Qiyu looked down and patted her small belly. It was soft and elastic. She smiled.
"I've been eating a bit too much recently."
Li Qiyu's self - deprecating behavior made Song Jiaye relax a bit. He took a deep breath and finally pulled up the zipper. Li Qiyu looked back at Song Jiaye and felt strange. Why did this guy look like he had just done some strenuous exercise after zipping up? His face was red and his heart was beating fast.
Sister Liu could do it easily before.
It seemed that Song Jiaye was in very poor physical condition.
He needed to take some tonics.
After putting on the dress, Li Qiyu casually pulled up her long hair. She didn't like to let her hair down. Before she got married, she liked to comb her hair like a man's, pulling it up high so that it was convenient for her to work. After she got married, she couldn't comb her hair like a man anymore, but she mostly wore a low - bun, at most with a simple hairpin.
Li Qiyu reached out to touch her hairpin, but what she felt was not the cold touch of a jade hairpin, but just an ordinary black wooden hairpin - she had found it in Li Xiyu's dressing table.
She thought of the jade hairpin in the shape of a poppy that Zhou Donglin had given her.
That jade hairpin was the best one she had ever used. It was plain and durable, and it could hold her hair firmly without falling out.
However, the Song Jiaye in the ancient times didn't like her wearing that hairpin. Song Jiaye often asked her, "I gave you so many gold and silver jewels last time. Isn't there a shortage of silk flowers and hairpins in the palace? Why do you just like this one?"
"Because I'm used to this one. I'm too lazy to change."
"What about the person?" At that time, Song Jiaye asked such a strange question.
"What about the person?" Li Qiyu didn't understand at that time, but now she could.
Song Jiaye wasn't angry because of a hairpin. He was just jealous of Zhou Donglin. And now it seemed that Li Qiyu herself didn't realize that she had become too used to Zhou Donglin's existence. She was so used to it that she had ignored the meaning of Zhou Donglin to her.
Look, just for a hairpin, she liked to use the one he gave her.
No wonder Song Jiaye was angry.
Thinking of this, Li Qiyu shook her head with a bitter smile. It was all in the past.
She pinned up her hair and went out. Song Jiaye was already waiting at the door.
Men were so simple. They just had to throw on a coat. Women were different. They had to tidy up their clothes, their hair, and even put on makeup.
Song Jiaye looked at Li Qiyu walking out of the bathroom and suddenly regretted it.
This dress was quite conservative in terms of color and tailoring, but on Li Qiyu, it had a special charm. It added a bit of temptation, the kind of innocent and pitiful temptation.
Damn it.
Song Jiaye cursed in his heart.
Had Li Xiyu secretly signed up for a beauty salon recently? Why did she seem much more pleasing to the eye recently?
Maybe "pleasing to the eye" was not the right word. To be more accurate, she was amazing.
Li Qiyu saw that Song Jiaye didn't even dare to look at her. She tugged at her dress and asked, "Am I very ugly?"
Song Jiaye stammered, "No."
"Look at how insincere you are. Then I must be very ugly." Actually, Li Qiyu had adjusted in front of the mirror in the bathroom many times. She sucked in her belly and said, "This should be okay."
Actually, her small belly wasn't very big. There was just a bit of excess fat, but it felt soft and cute. Li Qiyu only worried about her small belly when she wore formal dresses.
She walked out with Song Jiaye while complaining.
"I think you modern people are really strange. Why do you make clothes so thin and so tight? In ancient times, clothes were layer upon layer. You could cover up all your flesh and eat as much as you wanted."
But at that time, she didn't gain weight so easily. After all, modern people ate things that ancient people couldn't even dream of. An ordinary meal for modern people was like a New - Year feast in ancient times.
Moreover, at that time, she had been running around with her father, so she burned a lot of calories. The former Li Qiyu even thought she was too thin and needed to gain some weight.
Thinking of this, Li Qiyu asked Song Jiaye, "Have I gained weight?"
Actually, she didn't think she was fat at all, but it seemed that in this world, being thin was considered beautiful. And since Song Jiaye had been so disgusted that he didn't even dare to look at her, she felt a bit frustrated.
"No," Song Jiaye replied without thinking.
"I think I should lose some weight."
"No need," Song Jiaye answered calmly when it came to this topic. "Don't care about others' opinions. No matter if you're fat or thin, you're always Li Xiyu in my eyes."
These words made Li Qiyu's heart tremble.
She stood there, looking at Song Jiaye's back. For a moment, she seemed to see someone else.
Song Jiaye walked a few steps and found that Li Qiyu didn't follow. He looked back in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"
The corridor light shone down from above. Song Jiaye was in the half - light and half - shadow. Li Qiyu couldn't see his face clearly. For a moment, she felt even more dazed.
Donglin.
Zhou Donglin.