Chapter 350 - 350 Wrong
The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool
350 Wrong
It was unknown if she was aggrieved or embarrassed, but Shen Yijiaâs face was red as she puffed up her cheeks and looked at Song Jingchen.
His face expressed a single message: âIf you donât coax me, Iâll get angry.â
Song Jingchenâs fingers moved, and he resisted the urge to poke her. This girl didnât learn her lesson. If he let her off so easily, she would definitely do it again.
Therefore, he pulled a long face and looked even angrier than Shen Yijia.
Shen Yijiaâs eyes widened. Why was he still angry? She was clearly the one being beaten up. Even if he was good-looking, he had to be reasonable.
However, Song Jingchen didnât coax her.
Shen Yijia felt wronged. âYouâre unreasonable.â
Song Jingchen said, âYou did something wrong.â
âWhat did I do wrong? I clearly wanted to give you a surprise.â Shen Yijia was indignant.
That was what was written in the book. However, in order to make it more effective, she made a fake kidnapping and even asked Mo Yuan to send a note.
There would only be joy when there had been a shock.
The corners of Song Jingchenâs mouth twitched. He wasnât happy, but he was shocked.
The wind blew past, messing up Shen Yijiaâs hair.
Song Jingchen reached out.
Shen Yijia was shocked and took a few steps back. She leaned against a peach tree and firmly protected her butt.
After she leaned back, she reached out and blocked him. âDo you know that a gentleman uses his mouth instead of his fists? You have to tell me what I did wrong first.â
It was too embarrassing to get spanked.
She pinched her fingers and secretly decided that if Song Jingchen attacked again, she wouldnât hold back.
At most, she would avoid hitting his face.
Song Jingchen noticed her movements and was silent for a moment. He had long realized that this girl would unconsciously pinch her fingers when she wanted to attack.
So she wasâ¦
Thinking of this, he was speechless. He grabbed Shen Yijiaâs hand angrily and pulled her in front of him.
Shen Yijia was shocked. The hand did not go behind her. Instead, it gently tucked her messy hair behind her ear.
Then, she heard Song Jingchenâs helpless voice.
âThere was a territory in the past. Every winter, the bandits would enter the village to burn, kill, and plunder. They would usually run away after looting the village.
The officials could not do anything to them, so the people from the various villages came up with a way to find a safe haven for each village, regardless of whether it was a basement or a cave. If they heard that the bandits had left the mountain, everyone would hide in advance.
âIn this way, we avoided the bandits until one timeâ¦â
Song Jingchenâs voice was neither fast nor slow. Shen Yijia swore that other than reading to her, this was the first time she had heard him say such a long sentence. In addition, every sentence was easy to understand.
Therefore, she listened attentively.
If Shen Yijia had a normal living environment in her previous life, she would know that this was actually a replica of the childrenâs story of âThe Boy Who Cried Wolfâ that every child in her previous life knew.
Unfortunately, she did not. In the story, after someone had joked about the bandits going down the mountain a few times, when the person was being serious no one believed that the bandits had really come. As a result, the bandits massacred the village. She felt angry at the outcome of the story.
Then, she reacted angrily. Her lie about being kidnapped seemed to be the same as the person who lied.
Shen Yijia thought to herself, âMy husband is still the same. He went through so much trouble to make me realize my mistake.â
She glanced at Song Jingchenâs expression and said guiltily, âSince youâve already hit me, you wonât be angry anymore, right?â
Song Jingchen looked at her deeply and said with a faint smile, âThatâs it?â
Shen Yijia hummed, thinking that he meant that three hits werenât enough. She scratched her head with her free hand.
Without her previous self-righteousness, she said in a muffled voice, âThen can you not spank my butt? You can hit me somewhere else.â
After saying that, she opened her palm and reached out to Song Jingchen. She was terrified and obedient.
Song Jingchenâs heart skipped a beat when he saw her like this. If not for the fact that her act of pinching her fingers was still vivid in his mind, he would have been deceived by her.
Song Jingchen let go of Shen Yijia and raised his hand.
Shen Yijia closed her eyes.
There was no expected pain in her hand. Instead, there was a cold touch on her forehead.
There was originally a flower bud, but it had disappeared after using Mo Yuanâs medicine.
However, she only applied it once a day.
Shen Yijia opened her eyes and looked up. She saw Song Jingchen pressing a finger against her forehead. His finger was slender and beautiful.
She wanted to pinch him.
Song Jingchen could tell what she was thinking at a glance. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he quickly flicked her forehead.
He was afraid that Shen Yijia would not learn her lesson.
However, when he saw the red mark on Shen Yijiaâs forehead, he regretted it again.
Shen Yijiaâs attention was focused on that finger and she gasped.
This time, Song Jingchen regretted it even more. He forgot that he had said that he wanted to teach her a lesson. He stroked the red mark with his fingers.
He frowned and asked, âDoes it hurt?â
Shen Yijia wanted to whine about the pain, but when she saw Song Jingchenâs reproachful expression, she immediately shook her head. âIt doesnât hurt.â
This was the truth. This was nothing. She had been pampered after coming to this world. Back in her previous life, she wouldnât even have blinked at something like this.
Seeing that Song Jingchen was still staring at her forehead, Shen Yijia rolled her eyes.
âActually, a little, butâ¦â Shen Yijia paused. When Song Jingchen finally turned his gaze from her forehead to her face, she grinned.â If I had a kiss, it wouldnât hurt at all. â
Ever since she came to Qilin Mountain, her beautiful husband had always been busy or with those generals. Not to mention kissing and hugging, he rarely even had time to talk to her.
Thinking about it, Shen Yijia felt a little aggrieved. However, her beautiful husband was busy with serious matters, so she could not disturb him.
Song Jingchen was slightly stunned. He looked at her fair forehead again.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Meeting Shen Yijiaâs sparkling eyes, he shook his head helplessly and bent down to kiss her forehead.
Shen Yijia was satisfied. She pouted, her meaning obvious.
She wanted kisses here too.
Song Jingchen chuckled, but it wasnât what she wanted.
He was a normal man, and he was facing a woman who could easily affect his emotions. After a few accidents, in order to prevent him from hurting her, he could onlyâ¦
Under Shen Yijiaâs accusing gaze, Song Jingchen held her hand and walked to a peach tree. He pinched a note that had been blown up by the wind and asked, âDid you write all this?â
At the mention of this, Shen Yijia became proud. She couldnât care less that Song Jingchen didnât kiss her. She nodded proudly and corrected him, âI copied it.â
Song Jingchen raised his eyebrows and pointed at one word. âYou managed to copy the wrong words?â
Shen Yijia took a look at the word he was pointing at. She had missed a stroke.
Shen Yijia was speechless. âIsnât he focusing on the wrong thing?â she thought.