Chapter 41 (2/2)
Just after saying her words, Shui Zhu Er realized that her comment was inappropriate. She thought the young boy wouldn’t understand what she meant and she didn’t expect his reaction to be this strong. She now knew that Ning Que understood everything and felt a little embarra.s.sed. She acted as if she was angry and she punched him in the shoulder. She blushed and said, “What are you guys doing all day in the borderline? I didn’t know a young kid like you would understand such things.”
After laughing and chatting a little, a servant maid walked to Shui Zhu Er and whispered something into her ears. Ning Que looked out of the window and noticed it was night, it was time to go. He stood up and greeted sincerely.
Shui Zhu Er closed her lips and thought for a moment. She took out a silver piece from a box around her pillow and smiled, “It’s not a big red envelop, but I can’t waste your time chatting with me. Don’t think little of me, but I don’t know why, I feel easy when I talk with you.”
Ning Que thought it was only natural. When she talk with the guests, she needs to be intellectual and smooth. She couldn’t just lie on her sheet and curse every three sentences like she was talking with Ning Que. But he also liked Shui Zhu Er’s lively characteristic and ……her pretty face and nice body. Ning Que didn’t reject her gift and accepted the silver piece and said, “I’ll treat this as a gift from a sister.”
After hearing this, Shui Zhu Er’s eyes brightened. She went up and hugged him and rubbed his head. She smiled happily and said, “I don’t know why Grandmother wanted to look at you, but if you aren’t busy, come visit me.”
She worked in the brothel business and Ning Que was a student. Although they could talk side by side in the small house of the brothel, in the outside world they are two different kinds of people. She was happy that Ning Que called her sister, but she couldn’t accept his status as a brother – a woman of Chang An, even a prost.i.tute of Chang An has her own pride and limit.
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After returning to the shop of Forty Seventh Street, he was told casually by Sang Sang that two people had came in the afternoon and asked if the boss was there. Ning Que didn’t care much and asked Sang Sang to boil a pot of hot water to warm up his legs.
The lamp in the house was extinguished and darkness filled the room. Just like usual, Ning Que hugged her small feet in his chest, but his head was thinking about the things he saw and heard in the Red Sleeve Club. First he thought about censorer Zhang Yi Qi, but afterwards he mostly thought about Shui Zhu Er’s pretty, white face and her soft and young skin. Especially when she hugged him, Ning Que could still feel the soft sensation and fragrance.
Just thinking about this, Ning Que got hotter. His hands that held Sang Sang’s small feet also got hotter. After his knees touched the flat place where it would be round in the future, Ning Que thought the temperature in the blanket was way too hot.
People will grow eventually and they couldn’t continue sleeping together in the same bed. Ning Que flipped over the blanket and sat up, he looked at the girl who was woken up by him and laughed, “Chang An is hotter than the borderline. It seems like we should split bed soon.”
Sang Sang rubbed her eyes and said confused, “But there is no warm stove here, I feel even colder than back home.”
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