Fu Ruoyan's grandparents are indeed very different from the common elders who are inter-generational relatives. They treat Fu Ruoyan well, but they always have a kind of elegant alienation, and they don't have much scruples when talking to Jiang Xiao.
Jiang Xiao was still wondering if they were polite on the surface and disliked him in the heart, but after receiving the painting, he soon received another ring.
It was a huge ruby ring surrounded by circles of diamonds, gorgeous and beautiful, not cheap at first glance.
Fu Ruoyan said that it was one of his grandmother's favorite things. It was bought from an auction house in the last century and passed down from home to the present. When his mother got married, his grandmother didn't like Fu Zonglin, so the ring was not given out as a dowry.
"Grandma really likes you," Fu Ruoyan said, kissing his forehead, "My family always pleases the elderly."
But Jiang Xiao couldn't wear that ring, it was a female ring after all, her grandma's hands were too thin, Jiang Xiao's hands were much bigger, and she could barely wear it on her little finger.
Even if he could wear it, he couldn't wear it every day. The ring was so gorgeous that it was inconvenient to wear it every day.
"Keep it as a souvenir," Fu Ruoyan didn't force it, "Or I can change it into earrings or a necklace or something. I'll buy another ring for you, whatever you want."
How dare Jiang Xiao move, he gave Fu Ruoyan a light look, and carefully put away the ring.
It's the wishes of the elders.
But he still has some doubts about his grandparents, especially the words she said about Fu Ruoyan.
However, Fu Ruoyan didn't think it was that strange, he seemed to see through what Jiang Xiao was thinking, and took the initiative to explain the matter clearly.
"Don't be nervous, my grandma has actually said these words to me many times, she is quite straightforward. My mother still kisses a little bit when she is around, but it's not too bad. When I was young, I didn't understand why they were so I hate my father, and now I understand it. I don't blame them for saying that," Fu Ruoyan said, "But even if Fu Zonglin is not added, their personalities are like this, so what can they say? In terms of feelings, in their eyes, the other party is the most It's important, as long as the two of them can be happy, I don't ask for anything."
Although not very enthusiastic, such family affection is real enough for Fu Ruoyan.
The two of them treated him like they did in their hearts, and they treated him on the surface. The outside and the inside were the same, which was much better than the hypocrisy of other members of the family.
This kind of elegant detachment and measured family affection is reflected in all aspects.
They had only one lunch that day, and they had a very hasty dinner. After that, Fu Ruoyan's grandparents left and left the manor to them.
I also ordered the servants, if they want to go out to play, they will arrange for someone to accompany them locally.
"It is said that I have already booked a time to go to the wind, and I went to another country overnight," Fu Ruoyan was not surprised by this, "They have always been like this, they leave as soon as they say, don't worry, the two of them There is a lot of money, friends and real estate, so I can’t suffer.”
Originally, the main purpose of this trip was to bring Jiang Xiao to play.
It was winter in front of us, and he couldn't go anywhere at night, so Jiang Xiao stayed at home with Fu Ruoyan.
The servants lit up the fireplace, and then left wisely. There were only the two of them in the huge space.
There are no TVs and very little electronics. But there were many books on the bookcase, Jiang Xiao flipped through them, most of them were in foreign languages, and he couldn't understand them either.
But he didn't expect Fu Ruoyan to understand something.
One of the books he kept handy was a collection of love poems in Italian.
Fu Ruoyan has learned many languages, but he is not proficient. Many of the words in the poems are not common words, rather flowery and difficult to pronounce. He read it to Jiang Xiao, not very smoothly, intermittently, and the firewood in the fireplace made a crackling sound.
It's also very warm on a night in a foreign country in winter.
It's snowing outside, the latitude is high, and it snows heavily in winter. Fu Ruoyan couldn't understand a single word of the Italian words that Fu Ruoyan said. people feel comfortable.
Jiang Xiao nestled in Fu Ruoyan's arms, he felt the warmth from his heart to his fingers, and he became lazy.
The small kitchen desserts here are well made, the baked strawberry sandwich cookies, you can eat a lot of dried strawberry pieces when you bite down, it is fragrant and sweet, and the strawberry aroma explodes from your mouth.
Jiang Xiao ate half of the plate, and he obediently shared half with Fu Ruoyan. Fu Ruoyan ate it along with his hand, and then said: "Xiao Xiao eat."
His taste is not as sweet as Jiang Xiao's, and he doesn't really want to eat these small desserts at night.
Jiang Xiao blinked his eyes, his little petite temper came out again.
He stuffed the biscuit into his mouth, pointed to the book and wrote a sentence, asking Fu Ruoyan what it meant.
"It describes the enthusiasm of a beloved lover, like wild strawberries in a bush," Fu Ruoyan explained, "I just finished this sentence for you."
Of course Jiang Xiao heard it.
He knew what this sentence meant, it was intentional.
He ate half a plate of strawberry baked cookies, and his mouth was full of strawberry taste. After Fu Ruoyan finished speaking, he raised his head and kissed him.
"Then tell me, what does wild strawberry taste like?" He blinked, "Is it like this?"
Fu Ruoyan didn't speak, he stared at Jiang Xiao for a while, then grabbed him and kissed him enough.
He doesn't like sweets, except for Jiang Xiao.
As soon as he met him, it would be endless. Fu Ruoyan threw the book aside casually. He tasted the strawberry flavor between Jiang Xiao's lips and the milk flavor of cookies, so sweet that his heart trembled.
The place where they sat was a white plush carpet, and when he pressed Jiang Xiao there, his body was also soft.
Fu Ruoyan has such a temperament that is not easy to provoke, and Jiang Xiao is going to tease him now. If the beast is provoked, it is impossible to stop.
Jiang Xiao was still laughing at first, but Fu Ruoyan liked to lick his little canine teeth when they kissed again, it was itchy, and whenever Jiang Xiao felt itchy, he wanted to laugh.
But after a while, he stopped laughing.
Fu Ruoyan's offensive did not appear to stop.
At first, I just wanted to make a fuss, but after kissing each other, the whole atmosphere began to change.
It's like strawberry syrup boiling on a pot, slowly cooking until thick and bubbling, the bubbles explode in the air, and there is a sweet and sticky smell, just like the atmosphere at this moment.
The servants will not come, they live on the other side of the house and cannot hear the movement here.
A pair of lovers are alone at this moment, and no one will disturb them.
God knows what will happen.
Jiang Xiao and Fu Ruoyan have been living together for a long time. At the beginning of the cohabitation, they slept in separate rooms, but Jiang Xiao didn't persist for too long. After about ten days, he and Fu Ruoyan slept together.
The main reason is that the weather is cold, and it is warmer to sleep together—Jiang Xiao explained it this way.
The central air conditioner in the room felt like nonsense.
In such cases, besides kissing, more intimate things were done, but not the last step. Feelings are always gradual, and they always have to get to this point.
That's the vibe right now.
Fu Ruoyan started to unbutton him.
There were calluses on his hands, Jiang Xiao couldn't help but get goosebumps when his skin touched it.
He looked up at Fu Ruoyan, he was breathing heavily, and the man's eyes started to turn red.
"Xiaoxiao," he kept kissing each other, from lips to neck, and then all the way down, calling his name, "My Niannian..."
Jiang Xiao's buttons were unbuttoned a lot, because the fireplace was on the side, so he didn't feel cold.
Fu Ruoyan moved more and more, and Jiang Xiao's breathing became more rapid. He seemed to realize something, but he still remembered to express his wishes.
"Not here, I don't want to be here," he stretched out his leg to kick Fu Ruoyan, but was caught by the ankle soon, Jiang Xiao muttered, as if coquettishly, "...go to the room."
also can.
The room of the two of them was not far from here, upstairs, Fu Ruoyan took a blanket from the side and wrapped him up.
It would take too much time to put Jiang Xiao's clothes back on for him.
He carried the man and went straight upstairs.
The blanket was a hand-woven woolen blanket, and if it came into direct contact with the skin, it was still a little prickly. Jiang Xiao was held tightly in his arms and complained to him about it.
His calf was exposed, with smooth lines, thin and powerful, dangling, his collarbone and shoulders were also exposed, and his hair was a bit messy.
Jiang Xiao has been busy for the past few months. He hasn't cut his hair for a long time. His hair is a little half long. He was too hot before, and his forehead was sweating, and the hair on his forehead was hanging there in strands.
He wrapped his arms around Fu Ruoyan's neck and was placed on the big bed by him.
The lights in the room were not on, so Fu Ruoyan turned on a small dim light. He looked down at Jiang Xiao, who looked amazing at this moment.
Jiang Xiao's lips were very red, he kissed it just now, he ate too many strawberry biscuits, now when he smells it closely, his whole body is still sweet.
But what Jiang Xiao didn't expect was that Fu Ruoyan reached out and found something from the bedside table.
Common accessories.
... well prepared.
"You have planned it for a long time," Jiang Xiao saw him taking those things apart, "You have evil intentions."
There was no anger in his tone, and the accusation was soft, as if he was acting like a baby.
Fu Ruoyan opened the package and did not refute these words.
He really had planned it for a long time.
It was a little colder in the room, but the two of them felt warm when they hugged each other.
After a while, Jiang Xiao felt very hot.
His temperature comes from the opponent's actions.
The heavy snow had not stopped outside, and the wind was whimpering, and Jiang Xiao also felt as if he was crying.
This is the first time in his life, the experience is from his previous life, and his body can't keep up. Fu Ruoyan's self-taught self-taught spirit, he couldn't hold back at all, it was useless to cry, it was useless to beg, he was still dragged back.
The time is long, and the nights in winter are extremely long. Jiang Xiao was so tired that she couldn't even lift a finger, and she even regretted it in the end.
If I had known, I would not have given Fu Ruoyan strawberry biscuits.
In his dream, he thought that his body was covered with spots of red, no different from strawberries, and his wrists and ankles were also red.