Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Chapter 322 What secrets do you have?

It had been a long time since the Zhu family had a happy event, so Zhu Ba and A Xiang kept getting Zhu Jiu drunk.

He was rarely angry. He drank it with a smile and then sat back next to Jingzhi.

They had already toasted each other for a round, and now seeing the rare smile on his face, Jingzhi guessed that he might be drunk.

"Most people have left now. Stop drinking and take care of yourself."

Jingzhi called Zhu He, who couldn't get drunk, and said, "Help me carry him back."

He readily agreed, grabbed Zhu Jiu's arm, put it on his shoulder, and walked out.

"Xiaojiu, you've already had one of the three great joys in life today. You drank so much, will you be able to handle it later?"

"You don't need to worry." Zhu Jiu's steps were a little shaky, and the blush on his face never faded. He raised his head in a daze and gave a gentle smile to the worried Jingzhi.

"Sorry, I was too happy today and drank a few more glasses. I won't do that again."

Jingzhi: "I don't blame you, let's go."

Shao Shao was pardoned by the underworld today to attend her sister's wedding. After sending Dou Dou back to Villa No. 2, she floated back to the hall of Villa No. 1.

I happened to see Zhu Ba and Zhu Jiu "fighting" for the long skirt and veil behind Jingzhi.

"I'm not drunk, I can help you get it." Zhu Jiu carefully and unquestioningly took the skirt of his beloved girl from Zhu Ba's hand and held it in his palm.

Jingzhi pressed his temples with a headache and frowned slightly.

Everything was fine just now.

Zhu Bayi came over to help hold up her skirt. Since this morning, Zhu Jiu, who had always been easy-going, suddenly started to expel everyone who approached her, as if her private territory had been invaded.

"Brother Jiu, you can't even stand steadily, otherwise I can carry you myself." Jingzhi said.

"I'm not drunk." Zhu Jiu said with a flushed face.

Shao Shao rolled his eyes and floated over, using his Yin energy to transform a foot-long red silk into something that gently wrapped around Jingzhi's skirt.

"Gentlemen, give way. Let me do it."

"Zhu Ba, you and Ah He, carry this stubborn donkey back to the bridal chamber."

Zhu He raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the female ghost. She was quite brave.

But it wasn't wrong to call her that. After all, he married her younger sister, and according to seniority, he had to call her sister.

When Zhu Jiu saw that it was a woman, he let go obediently.

After finally carrying the person into the bridal chamber, Zhu He was anxious to see his bride, so he turned around and disappeared directly into Zhu Jiu's bridal chamber.

Zhu Ba has been busy from morning to night and is exhausted.

A Xiang went to help look after the bird eggs. No one joined in the fun. He said a few auspicious words to his brother and sister-in-law, accepted the red envelope, and went back to rest.

On the bed in the bridal room, a huge heart was made with rose petals.

At this time, the groom was lying on it, mumbling from time to time.

Shao Shao wanted to leave, but was also a little worried.

She asked Jingzhi: "Are you sure you can do it alone?"

Jingzhi turned her head and glanced at her new husband, then smiled slightly, "Why, do you still want to stay and help me with the wedding night?"

Zhu Jiu moved his fingertips and quietly tightened the lace gloves on her hands.

Jingzhi's eyes flashed, and he stood up and opened the door with a smile, "Okay, I'm very strong, you know that, you can go, I can do it alone."

"You, I'm worried about you too." Shao Shao curled his lips, "I wish you a happy wedding. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today, and my sister wouldn't have met her current husband."

"Jingzhi, you are also my sister. I hope you will always be happy."

Jingzhi's expression softened, and she stepped forward and gave Shaoshao's soul a light hug. "Thank you, I will be happy."

Aunt Zhe, I hope that next time I see you, you will be well and not just a ghost.

……

The yin energy dissipated and the room warmed up slightly.

The dress she was wearing looked gorgeous and holy, but it was actually very heavy and made it inconvenient for her to move.

Jingzhi changed her clothes quickly and breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as I rinsed off the hairspray and sat in the hot tub to relax, the frosted bathroom door clicked and opened a little.

"Jingzhi, it's time to go to bed."

Zhu Jiu didn't dare to look inside, but just stood at the door in a gray satin pajamas, covered in steam.

"Are you that impatient?" She bent her legs, placed her wet hands on the edge of the white ceramic bathtub, and slowly extended one towards him. "I knew you were pretending to be drunk. Do you want to come in and soak in the hot water with me again?"

Zhu Jiu raised his foot, but before it touched the ground, he retracted it.

He coughed lightly and said, "Isn't it... not very good?"

"I think it's great." Jingzhi rested her chin on the back of her hand, smiling brightly at his evasive gaze. "I'm your wife now. Aunt Huang even called me that this morning. Are you still embarrassed?"

"Oh, she's quite perceptive." Zhu Jiu tightened his grip and took off his pajamas and trousers. "Then I'll come in."

The bathroom was filled with steam.

As he approached, her rosy face gradually came into his sight.

Fresh rose petals were floating on the water, somewhat blocking her spring light.

Zhu Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, but his shame made him keep his shorts and sit in the water.

No matter how big a bathtub is, it is not a swimming pool.

Her smooth skin pressed against him inch by inch as she got closer.

Jingzhi took the initiative to bring the yellow smart watch on her wrist, which was beeping, close to his eyes.

"Ajiu, it keeps barking. Didn't you always remind me that it barked before?"

"I'm telling you this myself, I'm really attracted to you."

"There's no other reason, it's because of you."

"Every time it barks, it's only because of you."

Zhu Jiu's body trembled, and his brown pupils gradually deepened.

The water rippled lightly, and his arms were placed neatly around her waist.

Zhu Jiu rubbed the petals on her shoulder, pecked them lightly, and a low voice sounded in her ear.

"I know you're exhausted today. Don't try to tease me. I want you to have a good night's rest."

The water ripples again.

Someone tampered with it.

Zhu Jiu's eyes suddenly widened, and his whole body froze. "Jing, Jingzhi, don't do it here! You, you let go."

"You're lying." She leaned over and gently rubbed Zhu Jiu's cheek, which was burning hot. "Your body doesn't tell me that."

"Tonight is our wedding night, and we'll have plenty of time to rest well later."

"You are not allowed to escape."

"That's not possible... here." Zhu Jiuru, who was born in modern times but is still traditional at heart, said so.

As soon as she finished speaking, Jingzhi pinched her face. She wrinkled her nose and said in a somewhat unhappy tone:

"Am I really that unattractive to you? You Liuxiahui."

Zhu Jiu took a deep breath and silently lit a candle for the ignorant Jingzhi.

"Jingjing, wait...you won't say that anymore."

There was a "crash" sound.

Water splashed onto the ground, and a lot of dark petals overflowed. Some were crushed to produce pink juice, staining a small area of ​​the ground red.

The aroma of the food lingered in the air, and from time to time one could hear low growls and exclamations.

The stars change and the moon hangs on the branches.

There was only half a bathtub of water left, and after it was filled several times, the petals almost overflowed onto the ground and blocked the drain along with the water flow.

A pair of big wet feet stepped out, one foot stepped on the petals, and squeezed out a little rose juice and mixed it into the water.

As the man left, only the miserably trampled petals remained on the messy bathroom floor.

"Jingzhi, I'm so happy."

Zhu Jiu's eyes were filled with satisfaction, and he wrapped his arms tightly around Jingzhi's waist, who was exhausted. "You are mine."

"Yes Yes Yes."

She replied lazily, her eyes half open and half closed, with a hint of red at the corners of her eyes.

This lazy little look attracted Zhu Jiu so much that he held her chin and rubbed it for a long time.

"Okay." She pushed him away, pulled the slipped suspenders back from her shoulder blades, and asked in confusion: "Why do you want me to wear this? Where are the pajamas for the wedding?"

She was wearing a milky white suspender nightgown.

She had never seen this dress before, but it looked familiar.

Zhu Jiu pursed her lips and decided to tell her about it.

"One night before, my third brother and Ah Xiang used the dream-entering technique and accidentally summoned one of your spirits."

Jingzhi blinked in confusion. Why did they suddenly bring up this?

"And what? What does this have to do with this dress?"

Zhu Jiu's ears gradually turned red.

"That night, you showed your true colors. This dress is a bit like what you wore that night."

Hearing this, the sleepiness in her eyes even faded a little. Jingzhi sat up, holding her waist, and looked at him with a somewhat unfriendly expression.

"So... you already knew I was a spirit cat?"

"Yes, don't be angry." Zhu Jiu was a little flustered. He sat up and explained, "I knew you didn't want to tell me at that time, so I didn't expose it."

Never mind, that's what she really thought at the time.

Jingzhi leaned back against the cushion at the head of the bed and looked at him. She extended her index finger and gently poked his heart, then asked with half-closed eyes:

"If you have any other secrets, tell me all of them and I won't be angry with you."

Zhu Jiu didn't even dare to move, and just let her poke her heart like this, lowering her eyelids slightly, and whispered:

"That night, you pushed me against the bay window and kissed me..."

As soon as he said that, Jingzhi's eyes widened in shock.

"And you pulled my clothes..."

No, was she really that fierce? She said she would stay away from him, but she raped him the moment she got out of her mind?

"Well, then what?" Jingzhi no longer had the courage to question someone, so she retracted her fingers and gently scratched the prints on the quilt.

"Then..." Zhu Jiu's cheeks flushed crimson as he knelt beside the quilt, as if confessing his sins. "Then, I couldn't control myself anymore, and..."

"Just what?" she asked.

At that time, he and her had only known each other for a short time.

Little thing, he waited until now to tell her such a big thing.

"No, I didn't feel anything. The next day."

Zhu Jiu stammered, "No... I didn't... I just kissed you back, and... I also kissed your neck."

“…Hmm.” She thought she had done that.

Jingzhi tilted her head and pointed at the various red marks on her neck. "Now that we've kissed you like this, are you still embarrassed?"

Zhu Jiu lifted the quilt and wrapped it around her neck, and said a little embarrassedly:

"Last time, you didn't have your own consciousness, and I did it without your consent. I... I'm sorry."

Jingzhi: "It's a matter of mutual affection, so there's no need to apologize. I'm actually quite happy that you took the initiative."

She groaned twice, wrapped Zhu Jiu in the quilt, and lay down. She asked curiously, "What's it like for me when I have no independent consciousness?"

Zhu Jiu hugged her and said while reminiscing: "Cute."

"That's it?" "I didn't say anything?"

"I did." Zhu Jiu said with a smile: "You pulled me and wouldn't let me go, asking me to play with you."

Zhu Jiu recalled the question he had secretly asked that night.

"Jingzhi, do you want Zhu Jiu to be responsible for you?"

He suddenly blushed and asked seriously.

Jingzhi was stunned for a moment and felt that this sentence was very familiar.

Then she put her hand on his with relief. Hadn't he asked this question several times without her knowing?

"Okay, I want Zhu Jiu to be responsible for me and support me for the rest of my life."

Zhu Jiu: "...Okay."

The words that had been hidden in my heart for a long time finally got a response.

Zhu Jiu felt that in his half-life, there had never been a moment as happy as the present.

……

It turns out that it’s too early to speak.

A year later, when Jingzhi gave birth to three kittens for him, Zhu Jiu repeated what he said a year ago.

He is the happiest now.

Two little male cats and one little female cat.

Having a son and a daughter, Zhu Jiu couldn't stop smiling.

He wanted to hire a confinement nanny, but was afraid that the child’s identity would be exposed, so he chose to raise the child himself.

So there is one more father to breastfeed the child.

Zhu He holds a little yellow chicken in his arms all day long, and Zhu Jiu holds three little kittens all day long. For a while, the two fools talked a lot about being fathers.

Everything was arranged, from when to transform, to how to wear cotton pants, how to make milk powder, to which kindergarten the child would attend in the future.

Whenever this happened, Doudou and Jingzhi would sit aside, drinking tea, watching and laughing.

"Sister Jingzhi, I didn't choose the wrong husband, did I? Ah He is really good to me and the children."

Looking at Doudou, who was well-fed and plump, with a rosy complexion, Jingzhi nodded, "That's true, but could your little bird please stop bullying my baby?"

Doudou looked over and saw the little yellow chicken squatting on the head of Zhu Jiu's eldest son, digging around. After it had dug a chicken nest, it switched to another one and continued digging.

The strange thing is that it never bullies the female cubs, but only pulls out the fur of the two male cubs every day.

The white hair of the baby fell here and there, all over the ground.

Doudou smiled awkwardly.

"Maybe its hair grows slowly, so it's jealous of your two babies, hahaha."

Jing was stunned for a moment, then stared at the feathered chick and her two furry kittens and nodded slightly.

"It's been a year, and its fur has remained like this? How about giving it some fish oil?"

"No need," Doudou shrugged and said, "Zhu He said it was a premature baby and hatched too early. It should stay in the spirit gathering array more often and it will get better slowly."

Looking at Zhu Jiu, who behaved gently and remained calm no matter how the kids made a fuss, Jingzhi held her face and smiled like a fool.

"You made the right choice, and neither did I."

"My son Ajiu is so good. He can make money, is emotionally stable, and is handsome. I am so content."

"Okay, okay! Your husband is the most handsome!" Doudou said perfunctorily, but her eyes were fixed on Zhu He, whose temperament had become softer.

Her husband is the most handsome!

Looking at the two women arguing around the coffee table about whose husband was the most handsome in the world, Zhu He smiled at Zhu Jiu.

"See, I told you civet cats give birth a lot. If you had listened to me earlier, you might have given birth to your second cub by now."

Zhu Jiu rolled his eyes at him, plucked the little yellow chicken off Lao Er's head, put it back in his hand, and said, "It's impossible. I've been sterilized."

"Ah???" Zhu He held the baby in one hand and scratched his ear with the other, "Did you get the vasectomy or did she?"

"I." Zhu Jiu turned to look at Jingzhi, with obvious pity in his eyes, "She has already felt pain once, the rest should be taken care of by me."

Zhu He clicked his tongue a few times, then suddenly said "hmm" and counted on his fingers.

"Speaking of which, didn't you use the condom I gave you? How did you get pregnant?"

Zhu Jiu suddenly shut up.

Would he say that he couldn't even carry the box he picked up?

……