When Guo Shao heard this, he felt something was wrong. No wonder the earrings were so ugly, but they were made of such good materials and were so meticulously crafted.
Gao's eyes were blurred, and she whispered: "The gift in the box." She suddenly laughed and said: "You don't think it's an earring, worn on the ear, do you?"
When she smiled, she covered her red lips with her hand in order to hide her teeth. After she finished laughing, her hand slid down slightly and placed on her chin. She looked at Guo Shao with fiery eyes, as if she wanted to eat him. Her finger seemed to be dipped in flavor and placed on the edge of her mouth. She felt like she was salivating, and she was indescribably charming and tempting. Gao's suppressed passion and intuitive tenderness were not something that ordinary women could have.
Seeing her, Guo Shao couldn't admit his carelessness, let alone say that he just picked up the gift to save money. Although Guo Shao didn't need it, he was not used to being too wasteful. This would pour cold water on Gao Shi, so he certainly couldn't bear to say that.
The light from the lanterns was dim and warm, and the carved tables, chairs, and screens in the room were full of oriental classical style, and the bed and covers looked like antiques. But in this room that Guo Shao felt was backward and rustic, his 30-year-old sister was full of charm, and the room was no longer old, but rather had a youthful and passionate feel.
Guo Shao said nothing.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Gao continued to help him make the bed. She unfolded the quilt and placed the pillows at the head of the bed. The bed was quite low, so she had to stand beside the bed and lie on the bed to tidy up the quilts and pillows. This posture made Guo Shao feel that the blood was rushing to his head, and his head was hot. The back of Gao's skirt had a very beautiful outline. The back was round and upward, but the back waist was inward-curved, like a surging wave line; if her skirt was not tied with a belt, it might not fall down, because the waist and hips were too undulating.
The posture was too tempting. She smoothed the quilt with her palm. In this leaning posture, the shape of her chest was more prominent from behind, and it was even more beautiful. It was not something that could be described by a regular hemisphere or something like that. The smoothness of the arc was completely irregular and could not be captured. The art of the Creator simply surpassed the careful design of all artistic lines.
Guo Shao's mind went blank and he couldn't help but move closer.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Gao straightened up, and Guo Shao hurriedly stopped. However, if she paid attention, she could still find that Guo Shao was closer than before. Gao was like an alert and agile animal, easily escaping from Guo Shao's threat without letting him touch her hair. She dodged and walked to the door, turned back and smiled: "It's all packed, you should rest early, don't you have to go on duty tomorrow?"
Guo Shao was so amused that his heart was in turmoil, but she didn't do anything rude, her sister was just kind enough to make his bed. Guo Shao felt a little overwhelmed, and he could only say: "Thank you sister for taking such good care of me."
You call me sister, so of course I have to love you. Gao said in a suppressed and gentle voice. She walked to the door, but quietly took down the bolt, threw it under the cabinet, and then went out and closed the door.
There was the sound of a piece of wood falling to the ground. Guo Shao's tangled and hesitant mood was suddenly ignited when he saw that she was leaving soon.
He paced back and forth in the room impatiently, bent over and felt around on the floor under the cabinet for a while, found the wooden door bolt, and rubbed it in his hand for a long time.
After thinking for a while, Guo Shao took a stool to block the door to prevent it from being blown open by the wind. Then he threw the bolt aside, took off his clothes and went to bed, but his heart was pounding and he couldn't relax at all.
He was really puzzled. All the wives and concubines in his family were very beautiful, with pretty faces and good figures, but this 30-year-old sister, whose son had grown up, made him feel dry and uncomfortable. Guo Shao seemed to have returned to his youth and single days in his previous life. He had enough food and clothing, but he lacked that aspect. Therefore, he was in a state of hunger for a long time, and sometimes he was willing to take risks; just like a hungry person would look for food, the most primitive instinct.
Now he has everything he needs, and his sworn sister is related to two great generals. There is no need for Guo Shao to take any more risks for useless things. Although the people of the Gao and Dong families probably don't care about the Gao family at all, it is still bad for the family's reputation.
Guo Shao lay on the bed, his mind in a mess.
Gao returned to her room to take a shower and change clothes. The temperature difference between day and night in the Central Plains is still quite large, unlike the basin where the heat dissipates slowly. Although it is quite hot during the day, it becomes cooler at night when the ground air dissipates, so of course it doesn't feel cold.
The maid carefully drove away the mosquitoes in the mosquito net and put down the cover. Gao was lying on her side facing the inside and said: Turn off the light too, I can't sleep with it on.
Here. The maid turned off the light, and then the door creaked, and they went out.
There was a lantern hanging under the eaves outside the window, acting like a street lamp, and the light was faintly shining into the bedroom. The light in the mosquito net was dim and ambiguous. Gao had no intention of going to bed right away. She didn't take off her clothes or cover herself with a thin blanket, just lying quietly on her side on the bed. She lay there lazily but didn't seem to be going to sleep, just a sign of taking a rest; lying on her side with her legs slightly curled up, her body curves were more obvious.
One arm was propped up to support her head, and the other was casually placed on her body. She was lying sideways, with her hand just reaching her hips and resting on them. At this time, she couldn't see her legs when she looked down, because the bulge in her hand blocked her view. Her waist was close to the bed, but the position was very low, and the place where her hand was resting was like an undulating mountain. Gao's posture was very attractive now, but she was the only one here.
She seemed very quiet, not moving at all. Even if she wanted to do something, there was no need to rush, it would be better to wait until everyone was asleep. This was also the reason why she had teased Guo Shao just now, but did not let him succeed. At that time, the servants were still waiting for her outside, so how could she have the chance
In fact, if she had continued to flirt for a while, she would have gotten a close hug from Guo Shao. Gao wanted it, and she was almost going crazy. But she still had to hold back, so that Guo Shao was also holding back, and she was not the only one who was suppressed; he was moved and full of desire for the scenery under the clothes, but she couldn't satisfy him at that time, otherwise he would release his restraint a little, and then the time she had to leave was enough for people to calm down, and the impulse might turn into wisdom.
Gao was thinking in her mind, understanding Guo Shao's mood and thoughts.
As a young man in high position, with a beautiful wife and concubines at home, he might not be willing to risk the condemnation of etiquette, and there was no need for him to do anything out of line with his sworn sister. But Gao wanted him so much that she was crazy; begging him was too mean and would have little effect.
Hmm, Gao sighed like a moan and turned over.
But the risk was not that great, and even if someone found out, the consequences would not be too serious. Dong Zunhui and Gao Huaide didn't care whether she was a widow or not, and she was not an innocent girl. They didn't care about that, they only cared about the family's reputation. As long as it didn't get out and she still had to serve under Guo Shao, the consequences would be fine.
As long as Guo Shao's desire reaches a certain level, he will ignore this risk.
Moreover, Guo Shao first sent a shameful thing to hint at himself, and Gao also pulled out the bolt to hint at him, so it was even, and it was not his own fault.
Gao thought: the door bolt was left in his room, if he didn't want to, he could just pick it up and bolt it again, or replace it with something else; as long as he left the door open, it would show his true feelings. Otherwise, she would retreat bravely, and she didn't force him.
Would Guo Shao bolt the door? Gao thought not.
But she couldn't be completely sure. This feeling of expectation and anxiety was so uncomfortable, but she couldn't stop. Gao pressed her chest and murmured: My heart is about to break.