novelraw Chapter 2273 - 1446: Concubine (Second Update)
Chapter 2273 - 1446: Concubine (Second Update)
The sun is high in the sky.
Truly high in the sky.
Whether anything else was done in the bathroom is unknown, but after the bath, the exhausted Miss Fujiwara fell asleep again.
Who said only men get tired?
If only men get tired, is it possible that the posture is wrong?
Of course.
This kind of thing is like there’s not just one person enjoying it, nor is there only one person getting tired; it’s just a matter of more or less effort.
Fujiwara Reiki was so exhausted she went into "hibernation," as expected.
After Fujiwara Reiki fell asleep, Jiang Chen didn’t tough it out either; he lay down beside her and joined her in the land of dreams.
A restful sleep.
It could also be considered a nap.
These days, Jiang Chen was like a tightly drawn bowstring, so it’s time for him to relax a bit.
The mess in the room was ignored, and two people who supposedly shouldn’t have intersected in their lives ended up together in bed, utterly unguarded, courtesy of fate’s whims.
Understandably.
Both aren’t careless individuals and are attentive, vigilant in peaceful times.
Sunlight filled the room, hitting the floor, the bed, their faces, both unmoving, their expressions identical in tranquility and harmony.
They didn’t sleep for long.
Not even an hour passed, and this time Fujiwara Reiki was the first to open her eyes.
Without moving, the aching sensation from all directions told her that perhaps this time she really indulged too much.
It wasn’t necessary to be that "strenuous."
She loved that wild sense of conquest, but does he really not know how to be gentle?
It’s undeniable.
A woman’s heart, deep as the ocean, unpredictable and elusive.
Fujiwara Reiki clenched her teeth, mixing joy with resentment, even her naturally coquettish eyebrows and eyes carried a happiness unnoticed by herself, meanwhile a faint regret was born.
What a pity.
Still not thorough enough.
Why drink alcohol?
Otherwise.
With the "natural medicine" she’d brought, this time she would surely have been satisfied.
Though drinking might not necessarily cause problems, tigers don’t eat their cubs.
No matter how wild she gets, she would never joke with her child’s life.
What if it’s born mentally deficient?
Although that fits the current trend of the Imperial Family’s propagation, she cannot accept it.
Fujiwara Reiki turned her head, looking at the man sleeping beside her, at this moment he was totally unguarded, if she wished, she could easily take his life.
After sleeping for a while, regaining some strength, Fujiwara Reiki endured the aching, lifted her hand, touched his cheek, lips, straight nose... she was entranced.
If they had a child.
Would it look like her, or more like him?
Seems it wouldn’t matter.
No matter whom it resembles, it would look good.
"Understand the vigor of Shen Zhou men?"
Someone touching him would definitely be noticed, Jiang Chen suddenly opened his eyes.
Boss Jiang truly had a sense of patriotic pride and national honor, even at such a moment, defending the male compatriots of Shen Zhou.
But Fujiwara Reiki was dismissive, her graceful yet dangerous fingers slid past his eye corner, saying, "I don’t believe all Shen Zhou men are as formidable as you."
Indeed.
That’s true.
How many people can fight from one night till midday the next day?
Don’t brag.
Swear to heaven.
No.
Swear to the ancestors.
"Get up."
Sleeping like this is certainly enjoyable, but at least they need to eat.
Especially after experiencing multiple high-intensity and extended vigorous activities, nutrition needs replenishing.
The air was filled with the smell of hormones.
After getting out of bed, Jiang Chen realized that the opponent’s exquisite and expensive lingerie had been reduced to scraps.
"I’ll have someone send over an outfit."
"No need."
Fujiwara Reiki wrapped herself in the quilt, sat up, then shouted, "Sakura."
Jiang Chen paused, then instinctively looked towards the door.
Soon after.
A figure surprisingly appeared at the bedroom door, hands holding a set of women’s clothes.
She entered the bedroom, ignoring the dumbfounded man in nothing but boxers and the chaos in the bedroom.
"Put it down."
Fujiwara Reiki, tugging at the quilt, commanded casually.
The mysterious woman placed the clothes at the foot of the bed, then withdrew silently, even thoughtfully shutting the bedroom door the couple forgot to close all night.
Jiang Chen’s face twitched as he turned to look at the bed,
"She’s called Sakura."
Fujiwara Reiki thoughtfully provided an explanation.
Sakura.
He had just heard.
But the name didn’t seem crucial.
What mattered was.
Why was she here and how long had she been here?!
"It’s thanks to her that I got in."
"..."
No wonder.
"Are you crazy? Aren’t you afraid..."
"She won’t leak secrets."
Fujiwara Reiki released the quilt, letting it slide off, exposing her astonishing figure to the air without any concealment, she gracefully got out of bed, walked to the foot of the bed, bent over to pick up the clothes Sakura had brought in, allowing her curves to sway, she continued explaining: "She’s a Death Warrior trained by the Fujiwara Family, raised there from birth, I’ve known her since I was young, even if she loses her life, she won’t betray me. Before meeting Jiang Sang, Sakura was one of the few people I could completely trust."
The final supplement seemed almost redundant.
Jiang Chen largely understood, but still couldn’t quite grasp it.
"Even if she’s absolutely loyal to you, but...."
Jiang Chen paused, then bluntly said, "How long has she been outside?!"
Exactly,
it’s unrelated to loyalty.
After someone listens for a night, don’t you feel shame?!
That time in Tokyo, the Daoist Sister was at least outside the courtyard wall, whereas now there’s only one wall separating them, and the door wasn’t even closed!
Moreover, the moment she came in, he was only in boxers.
Disgraceful.
Truly disgraceful!
A true disgrace to the dignified demeanor of the great nation!
"Maybe the whole night."
Fujiwara Reiki actually smiled and said, "Is Jiang Sang shy? There’s no problem, Sakura will never leave me in her lifetime, so even if Jiang Sang sleeps with her, I wouldn’t mind. According to Shen Zhou’s saying, Jiang Sang could consider Sakura as the concubine of Li Ji."
Why the concubine!
Having just vented thoroughly, Jiang Chen found it ridiculous. This enchantress’s understanding of Shen Zhou’s culture is impressive indeed.
"By the way."
Fujiwara Reiki holding the clothes, "Sakura is the most outstanding Death Warrior of the Fujiwara Family, with the potential to become the youngest Upper-level Ninja in history, her body flexibility cannot be compared to that of Li Ji."
Fujiwara Reiki smiled, eyes teasing, her gaze meaningful.
"Does Jiang Sang not want to experience what it’s like to master an Upper-level Ninja?"
Jiang Chen said nothing, hastily picked up his clothes.