Chapter 29.1
Married the Scum Gong’s Villain Brother
Translator: Hua
Shen Yijin asked him if he would like to put this ring on him.
Jing Xun: âYes, Iâd like to.â
To be specific, there was nothing that would make him unwilling⦠But, Mr. didnât wear the ring because he didnât want to put it on by himself?
The sense of ceremony was this strong ! ?
Jing Xun couldnât help but ask him, âBut if this is the case, last time, why didnât Mr. take out the ring and we exchanged wearing it?â
Shen Yijin said, âBecause I can wait.â
Jing Xun: â?â
Shen Yijin slightly lowered his eyes to look at him, his expression was formal and serious, âNo later than the wedding day, Xiao Xun will have to put it on for me.â
Jing Xun: ââ¦â¦â
Is this⦠so strategizing? It was worthy of Mr.
â¦â¦
Shen Yijin suddenly leaned over, looking at him deeply.
Because Jing Xun was sitting on the bed with a quilt, and Shen Yijin was tall, at this time, if they wanted to look at each other closely, Mr. had to bend his waist.
But Shen Yijin did it anyway.
He looked at Jing Xun up close, and still asked very seriously, âSo when is Xiao Xun going to put it on for me?â
While looking at Mr.âs serious face, Jing Xun thought, since the ring was originally a pair and the other half of it had also appeared, then there was no need to delay. Choosing a day was not as good as hitting a day1æ©æ¥ä¸å¦ææ¥[zé rì bù rú zhuà ng rì]: In the past, Chinese people usually select a good date for big event such as wedding or funeral etc. But everyone knows that it was just for psychological comfort. This idiom basically means the date doesnât matter. As long as youâre happy, any day is a good day.. Letâs just do it today.
So he pulled Shen Yijinâs left hand.
Shen Yijin didnât hide, so he let him hold it.
Jing Xun smoothly touched Mr. âs ring finger.
Perhaps the ring worn on the ring finger was a sacred thing to anyone. Jing Xun originally didnât think there was anything, but as he recalled the scene of Shen Yijin putting the ring on him, Jing Xun inexplicably became nervous.
Then he felt that the posture of sitting on the bed and hugging the quilt was not formal enough.
When Jing Xun pulled himself out of the quilt, he felt that wearing a big vest and shorts⦠might be too casual.
At that moment, Jing Xun even wanted to say, letâs wait for tomorrow.
At the thought that he had put on the ring first, but Mr. hadnâtâ¦.. Jing Xun gritted his teeth and put the ring on the other partyâs ring finger. He pushed it to the base of the finger little by little.
Seeing Shen Yijinâs long and straight fingers suddenly had an additional decoration after putting the ring on, Jing Xun couldnât help feeling that it was so beautiful.
It was the same feeling when he first put on the ring, sir really had good taste.
Shen Yijinâs fingers were longer than him, about half a knuckle longer. Also slightly thicker than his fingers.
After all, hands and feet were proportional to height, and Shen Yijin was more than half a head taller than him.
Jing Xun subconsciously stretched out his left hand and placed it alongside Shen Yijinâs. Although his fingers were not as long as Mr.âs, they were whiter.
Their fingers were undoubtedly slender and straight. It was impossible to say who was straighter. The overall effect was very beautiful. You could see the brilliance of the same style rings on their fingers. The material it was made of was unknown but it was simple and bright.
Thinking like this, Jing Xun couldnât help laughing.
When he laughed, the tear mole under his eyes became more distinct.
Jingâ Xun unabashedly looked up at Shen Yijin with his exquisite face. As soon as he raised his head, he bumped into the other partyâs deep eyes, and was suddenly fascinated by the other partyâs expression.
Shen Yijin looked straight into his eyes as if the rain had cleared up and the sky was sunny again. He didnât know if he was used to Jing Xunâs existence, but on this night when there were only two people alone, the peach blossom eyes were warmer than usual.
If he had to say it, perhaps, the curvature of those eyes had also slightly changed.
The usual Shen Yijin wouldnât laugh. The expressionless appearance would make his eyes appear narrow and long. His brows were deep and solemn, and his peach blossom eyes were frosty, without any emotions.
But now, maybe it was just an illusion⦠Jing Xun felt that the other partyâs eyes were slightly curved, and the corners of his eyebrows were slightly developing in the direction of a joyful oneâ¦
Mr. was looking at the ring on their hand.
He also seemed to be satisfied with the rings. Shen Yijin even took the time to carefully examine the two rings together, then he suddenly saw Jing Xunâs warm smile facing him.
The drooping eyelashes concealed all emotions under his eyes. Shen Yijinâs voice was hoarse, his breathing became a little heavier, and even the speed of speaking was a little faster than usual: âSome time later, would Xiao Xun be willing to go back to the Shen family with me?â
ââ¦â¦â
Jing Xun: âBack, Back to the Shenâs house to see your family?â
Shen Yijin said, âYes.â
Jing Xun: ââ¦â¦â
Shen Yijin sat on the edge of the bed. He looked at Jing Xun more closely, and said, âOthers do not matter, but my grandfather, he wants to see you before the wedding.â
Jing Xun was even more surprised: ââ¦Mr.âs grandfather???â
Actually, if Shen Yijin was talking about meeting his grandfather and discussing the marriage together, perhaps Jing Xun would not be so surprised.
But⦠Seeing grandpa before getting marriedâ¦
He couldnât help asking: âMr.âs grandfather has agreed to ourâ¦marriage?â
Unexpectedly, it was Shen Yijinâs turn to be puzzled this time: âWhat does grandpaâs agreement have to do with my own marriage?â
Jing Xun: ââ¦â¦â
Ah.
Thisâ¦â¦
It seemedâ¦..there was some truth to it.
Since they had agreed to be engaged in the first place, going back to see the parents was also something that the fiance must do.
Jing Xun felt a little nervous, but he didnât refuse Shen Yijinâs plan.
The trip back to Shenâs house was officially finalized just like that and the topic came to an end. Shen Yijin looked at the time and said, âItâs very late, go to sleep.â
âOkay.â Jing Xun had no objection, and went back into the quilt again.
The two were almost lying down together.
After lying down, Jing Xun remembered a problem⦠He planned to sleep by the side of the bed tonight when he was practicing, but he ignored it. Now he seemed to be lying down in a position closer to the inner side of the bed.
So would it be too deliberate for him to roll over now? Too untimely?
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Jing Xun, who was lying there, did not dare to move.
Shen Yijin said, âIâm turning off the lights.â
Jing Xun: ââ¦okay.â
The wall lamps on both sides of the bed were not turned on. Jing Xun felt that it was not bright enough to hurt his eyes when he was reading. So only the headlights in the room were turned on.
But no matter which light it was, as long as the smart system in the house received a command, it could be turned off at the same time.
The room quickly fell into darkness.
The thick curtains covered all the moonlight, and as soon as the lights were turned off, Jing Xun couldnât even see the outline of Mr.
He also didnât dare to look. He could only feel that Shen Yijin was lying flat not far away from him.
âSirâ¦â¦â
âHm?â
After thinking about it, Jing Xun still said, âWell, I might not sleep honestly at nightâ¦â
Shen Yijin: âYeah.â
Jing Xun: âIf I accidentally touch you, will it wake you up?â
Shen Yijin: âItâs okay.â
Jing Xun said, âThen you should do some mental preparation.â
âJing Xun.â Shen Yijin suddenly called him, and then propped up his upper body.
In the darkness, Jing Xun saw a silhouette approaching him. He lay there motionless, his senses were infinitely magnified, until the warm breath gradually approached, and a big caressed his head. Thenâ¦â¦
Jing Xun subconsciously held his breath.
âA light kiss like a dragonfly skimming on the surface of the water came down. It was also wrapped in the Mr. âs special scent, and it left after a touch2The author doesnât specify where syj kissed but i assumed itâs the forehead..
Shen Yijinâs low and hoarse voice sounded in the dark, like a melodious cello.
He said, âGood night, Xiao Xun.â
1æ©æ¥ä¸å¦ææ¥[zé rì bù rú zhuà ng rì]: In the past, Chinese people usually select a good date for big event such as wedding or funeral etc. But everyone knows that it was just for psychological comfort. This idiom basically means the date doesnât matter. As long as youâre happy, any day is a good day.2The author doesnât specify where syj kissed but i assumed itâs the forehead.