But she was good to his brother, knowing how exhausting it was for him to serve her, so the pill was sweet. Slightly satisfied, Xiao Lian noticed the red marks on Su Xi’s neck and recalled the previous night’s scene: candlelight, intertwined bodies, and seductive moans. His face turned red. Curiously, he asked, “What do you do in the room that makes such seductive sounds?” He had wanted to ask for a long time.
Su Xi’s face heated up, and she glared at him. “Why are you asking about that?”
“I’m curious,” Xiao Lian muttered, “For two years, I don’t know what you do in bed. Your body has ‘scars,’ but you seem happy, making heated sounds.”
Su Xi’s face flushed again.
He awkwardly looked away, somewhat embarrassed, and softly replied, “You’ll understand when you get married. You don’t need to know now.”
“I’m not getting married,” Xiao Lian grumbled. “I want to know now.”
Su Xi exhaled, helpless. Xiao Lian was still pure and meant to be married, but he…
“I love you. After you marry me, you won’t have to be a male prostitute anymore.” The woman’s passionate voice echoed in Su Xi’s ears. He sighed. He had been serving Miss Jin for two years; every part of him had been touched and kissed by her. He could only be hers.
Knowing Su Xi wouldn’t tell him, Xiao Lian stopped asking about last night. Noticing the hairpin in Su Xi’s hand, he asked, “Is this hairpin from her? I’ve never seen it before.”
Su Xi looked at the hairpin, feeling sweet inside. “Yes, she gave it to me this morning.”
Looking at the simple yet exquisite wooden hairpin, Xiao Lian felt somewhat envious. “I wish someone would give me a hairpin someday.”
Su Xi gently looked at him, “You definitely will.”
Leaning on the bed’s edge, staring at the delicate hairpin, he said, “Brother, she’s given you a hairpin. Maybe she’ll marry you in the future…” An excited expression flashed in Xiao Lian’s eyes. But when he saw the tenderness and happiness in Su Xi’s eyes, he suddenly fell silent.
Remembering Jin Yu’s silence when he previously asked about marrying his brother, Suxi felt his spirits dampen; her message had been clear: she would not marry him.
