Merchant's daughter is not a concubine

Chapter 209 Waiting (2)
After returning to Song Zhuo's private house, a very peaceful and quiet month passed.

Song Zhuo went out on business every morning, and occasionally came back to have dinner with her at noon. Even if she couldn't return sometimes, she would definitely come back at night.After dinner, Song Zhuo would take Ning Qing to a nearby town to play, or watch juggling, or listen to books, or watch a play, or collect a lot of worthless gadgets that she likes very much.

Many times she likes the things she likes very much when she buys them, but she doesn't like them after buying them, but Song Zhuo likes them very much when she sees her like this.

As long as he could make her smile, even if he bought a piece of rotten wood and then threw it away, he felt it was worth it.

Song Zhuo used to think that shopping was a very boring thing, but now he thinks it is a very beautiful thing.It was so good that for many years in the future, he could only rely on recalling this month's life to survive.

A month is almost over in the blink of an eye.

That night, Song Zhuo and Ning Qing came back from a nearby town.

Ning Qing was sitting on the couch, playing with a bunch of small animals made of bamboo. Song Zhuo sat opposite her and looked at her silently until she felt his long gaze and looked up at him. Then he said: "Cousin tomorrow I'm going back to Beijing."

"Oh." Ning Qing continued to lower her head and fiddle with the little things.

Song Zhuo took a deep breath, "After returning to Beijing this time, I may not be able to see Qingqing for half a month. I will come to see you after my cousin is done with work. You have to be obedient...you wait for me, I will be there on the first day of May Come to see you."

"Okay, don't worry." Ning Qing replied absent-mindedly: "I will wait for you to come back."

"Qingqing, do you like cousin? Do you like it?" His voice was hoarse and charming, yet domineering.

"Like...had..." Her voice was indistinct in a low sip, and the last word was so low that he couldn't hear it.

Ning Qing was out of breath by his embrace, pushed him hard, turned over and sat on him, and looked down at him: "What about you?"

"Of course I like Qingqing, Qingqing is my favorite!"

"When did you like me?"

"The first time I saw you." Song Zhuo said without thinking: "I have never seen a girl who fits my eyes so well. Qingqing, you seem to be tailor-made for me, everything is perfect. It conforms to my aesthetics and standards, clean but not ugly, charming but not raunchy, gorgeous but not vulgar, when I saw you, I was astonished as a celestial being, and I thought, this girl belongs to me, Song Zhuo!"

"So I am your goddess."

Early the next morning, he couldn't bear to wake her up, so he packed his things and left after kissing her.

No matter how tired Ning Qing was, she finally woke up.Barefoot, with loose hair, she walked to the window, silently watching his leaving back, expressionless.

(End of this chapter)