Chapter 143: My dear, does my waist feel good?

The floor-to-ceiling windows were closed tightly, blocking out the raging wind and cold air outside. A crescent moon hovered in the dark night sky, and the cold moonlight shone into the room through the white hollow curtains.

The blackout curtains were not drawn before going to bed, and the bright moonlight climbed onto the light gray Simmons mattress without any scruples. A little girl with a peaceful sleeping face was sleeping on the right side, holding a huge stuffed bear.

The two people on the far left are also hugging each other. The tall man is hanging over the edge of the bed, holding the slightly smaller woman in his arms with a possessive attitude.

The woman with a peaceful sleeping face rested her head on his arm, facing his well-defined chest. She slept soundly and without any worries, her breathing was very steady, and she looked like she was fast asleep.

Jiang Shibai was not sleepy at all. His deep eyes, with the light from the window, depicted Xu Xian's face in his arms inch by inch.

The small face, which is the size of a palm, is absolutely beautiful even without makeup. The lips, eyes, white teeth and delicate facial features are all just right, forming this face that is so beautiful that it is beyond words.

She looked slightly aggressive, and when her fox eyes, sparkling with light, closed, the coolness that emanated from her inside out disappeared, leaving only peace and tranquility.

After staring at her for a while, Jiang Shibai endured the numbness in his arm and leaned over to kiss Xu Xian's forehead lightly. His movements were gentle and without any desire.

When Xu Xian was sleeping, she always felt that the quilt was sometimes hot and sometimes cold, and her body seemed to be curled up in a closed space. When she breathed, a familiar and reassuring breath surrounded her nostrils.

She couldn't resist the sleepiness that came over her, but she could clearly feel movement beside her.

While she was confused, she suddenly remembered that Xu Yixiu was in the same bed with her. She thought she was turning over and didn't take it seriously.

Instinctively, she stretched out her slender arms and wrapped them around her waist, mumbling under her breath, "Xue'er, be good!"

As she spoke, she moved her wrist with difficulty, raised her palm and patted it, as if in a soothing gesture.

The porcelain-white, slender fingers casually rested on the man's lean waist. Through a layer of silk fabric, the scorching heat passed through the fingertips and penetrated into her blood.

Her fingertips gently pressed against the hard flesh. After a few seconds, she suddenly felt something was wrong in her confused state, and touched it randomly twice.

Xueer’s waist is so thick?

The next second, her consciousness suddenly became clear, and she opened her eyes quickly. Her frightened eyes looked accurately at the flesh wall in her sight. The moonlight was cold, but also extremely bright.

She smelled the familiar and reassuring scent between her nostrils, and knew without guessing that it was Jiang Shibai.

The fear that some criminals had sneaked into the villa dissipated a little, and was replaced by confusion.

But didn't she lock the door? How did he get in?

In order to prevent him from using the key to open the door, she also brought the key into the bedroom.

Could it be that he climbed over from the balcony of the next room?

That’s not right!

She also locked the French door to the balcony.

The woman slept in his arms. They didn't know how many days and nights they had slept together. He knew her very well. Jiang Shibai noticed that she was awake the moment her breathing became unstable and she opened her eyes.

He lowered his head slightly, and deliberately pressed his thin lips against her sensitive and slightly cool earlobe. His voice was hoarse, with a hint of slight teasing, "My dear, does my waist feel good?"

"Why are you here? Didn't I lock the door?" Xu Xian was afraid of waking up the sleeping Xu Yixiu, so he lowered his voice and spoke very quickly.

As she spoke, she moved her head away from the man's strong and powerful arm, raised her eyes slightly, and a handsome face that captivated everyone appeared in her field of vision.

The man's thin eyelids were half-closed, and his ink-black eyes were like a bottomless abyss, staring at her obscurely, with a faint curve at the corner of his lips.

Jiang Shibai kindly explained it for her and used some strength in his palm around the slender waist, fearing that she would come to her senses and run away like a loach.

"The spare key to the house is in the study."

He didn't go to the study to sleep at all. Instead, he worked for more than an hour. Calculating that she was almost asleep, he took the key and went to open the door.

There were originally three keys to the villa, one was placed in the drawer in the living room, and the other two were in the safe in the study.

Xu Xian, who had missed something after careful consideration, said: "..."

Her carefully planned plan failed miserably in less than a few hours.

All my ambitions and desires to stay away from him and not let him touch me died in the cradle.

Xu Xian could sense the hand restraining his waist, but he was unwilling to forgive him directly, so he raised his hand and pushed his chest, trying to escape from his arms.

Seeing that he didn't let go, she simply raised her foot from under the quilt and kicked his calf with considerable force.

The man was like an iron wall, his body did not move at all, and he even clamped her two straight and slender legs with his calves, making her unable to move.

Xu Xian raised his neck angrily, his eyes fierce as he glared at him and said, "Let go, put me down, and stay away from me."

The exasperated voice sounded soft, even a little coquettish.

How could Jiang Shibai possibly listen to her? After restraining her with his hands and feet, he lowered his voice and said, "Don't move. Be careful not to wake Xue'er."

Their movements were a bit too big, causing the bed to vibrate constantly. Xu Yixiu on Xu Xian's back let out a slight groan.

Xu Xian didn't dare to move when she heard that. She didn't want to wake Xu Yixiu up.

Children are very sensitive to adults' emotions. Just now before putting her to sleep, she was still worried about the relationship between the two of them.

But she was holding back a fire in her heart with nowhere to vent.

Xu Xian felt an inexplicable pain at the tip of his nose, as if the emotions deep in his heart had no outlet and could only be expressed through his eyes.

She has a high tear point. When her father passed away, she didn't shed a single tear. She handled her father's funeral calmly and took care of her bedridden mother, shouldering the heavy burden on her shoulders.

She cried only a few times in those three years, but she only shed tears when she felt extremely wronged.

She knew very well that crying was the most useless thing in the world.

It’s not that no one would coax her like before, but she couldn’t show her tears in front of her seriously ill mother, nor could she shed tears for Li Nanyan who was far away abroad.

It will only add to your troubles and worries.

During this period, she was pampered by her man, who gave in to her in everything. She became pampered, even more pampered than her parents were before.

For the first time, I got so angry over such an insignificant thing today that I even felt like crying.

Originally, she thought it was no big deal when she slept alone, but now that he was holding her in his arms, she felt even more aggrieved.

Suddenly, in the dark and silent night, a hot tear silently slid down from her eye socket and dripped onto the man's strong arm without any warning.

The tears seeped into his skin through the thin layer of fabric.

Seeing that she was quiet, Jiang Shibai thought that she had calmed down. Just as he was about to continue coaxing her, the feeling of wet water stains burning his skin swept over his body.

He was visibly panicked.