Chapter 57: The good boy's face is very soft

The cold wind was howling, and the night fell exceptionally early in early December. The luxurious Maybach drove into the shallow bay in the middle of the night, and the gurgling fountain made a tiny sound in the silent night sky.

Wang Bai, who was sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at Jiang Shibai, who was dozing off in the back seat, and said, "Boss Jiang, we're home."

The light from the lamp in the courtyard was a mixture of bright and dark, passing through the car window glass, casting a layer of warm light on the man's handsome profile, revealing the fatigue between his brows.

Jiang Shibai slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were very clear after drinking, without any sign of drunkenness. He glanced at the scene outside the window.

He casually picked up a paper bag beside him. Beautiful lilies of the valley hung on the green branches. His voice was muddled. "You've worked hard. Go back and rest early."

"You too."

When Wang Bai saw him step into the villa, his eyes fell on the bouquet of lily of the valley. He remembered that on the way back to Repulse Bay, President Jiang specifically asked the driver to stop at the flower shop so that he could go down to buy flowers himself.

It is hard to imagine that Jiang Zong, who is always busy with his work, would bring a small gift home for his wife.

The lights in the villa were on, but the living room was empty. Jiang Shibai went straight to the bedroom on the third floor, but did not see Xu Xian. After pausing for a moment, he went to the study downstairs.

Pushing the door open, the woman was wearing an apricot-colored home outfit. She was sketching on a piece of paper with a pen in her hand, looking very focused. Perhaps she heard some noise at the door, and her dazed eyes raised up, meeting the man's smiling eyes.

Xu Xian paused in drawing the design, and watched the man, with his suit jacket off and a loose bow tie, walk slowly towards her, holding a bouquet of light pink lily of the valley in his arms.

"Why are you back so early?" Xu Xian stood up and took two steps to meet him.

The social dinner will not end in a short time. Did he leave early?

"Of course I miss you, my dear. Have you had dinner?" Jiang Shibai stuffed the lily of the valley into Xu Xian's arms. The light pink color contrasted particularly well with her rosy face.

Xu Xian glanced down, then raised his eyes again, and said in an unnaturally soft voice, "I've eaten. Aunt Liu also stewed bird's nest. Oh, and your hangover soup is already cooked in the kitchen."

She knew he would have to drink tonight, and estimated the time he would be home. She cooked it just a few minutes ago, thinking that he would have it in time when he came back.

Jiang Shibai paused when he heard this, his lips curled up slightly, and he pinched her face, "My dear, you are so thoughtful."

He only mentioned to Xu Xian that he was going to drink tonight, so it was conceivable that this hangover soup was a token of her affection.

The first time I went back to Repulse Bay after drinking, someone was thinking about me, and I felt inexplicably sad.

Xu Xian's eyes dodged unnaturally. After all, she had agreed to live with him, and she couldn't let him make sacrifices all the time. She would learn to care about him little by little.

In the huge study, only the sounds of their breathing mixed together. She pushed the man's chest and said with a hint of disgust: "Go take a shower quickly, you stink of alcohol."

"Okay." Jiang Shibai agreed with a smile, his tired eyes and brows were filled with tenderness, but his feet did not move.

Then, a kiss fell on Xu Xian's cheek, and the lily of the valley was squeezed between their bodies.

"Good boy's face is very soft."

After teasing him, Jiang Shibai completely ignored Xu Xian who was standing there stiffly, turned around and left the study, going to the bedroom to wash up.

Xu Xian was holding the bouquet in a daze. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and cursed him as a hooligan.

Finally, she carried the flowers downstairs and put them in a vase. She also poured the hangover soup from the kitchen pot into a porcelain bowl and brought it into the bedroom.

The man stood with his back to the door, wiping his wet black hair. The crystal clear water droplets flowed down from the back of his head and neck, disappearing at his waist, which was only wrapped in a bath towel, and sank into the groove. He had smooth lines, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, a standard inverted triangle figure.

Xu Xian swallowed his saliva uncontrollably. Jiang Shibai turned around, raised his eyebrows calmly, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to Japan on a business trip in three days to inspect the branch."

Xu Xian didn't react much. He walked over to him and handed him the warm hangover soup in his hand. As the president of the company, it was common for him to go on business trips.

Moreover, she felt that Jiang Shibai's attacks were too fierce recently. The two of them needed to separate from each other and calm down for a few days. Otherwise, they would be too close to each other every day. She was afraid that one day she would not be able to control herself and would pounce on him.

The two are a legal couple, so it is only natural for her to sleep with him.

But every time the desire arose, she wanted to escape. A voice told her that once this valve was opened, she would never be able to get a full night's sleep again.

In response to her indifference, Jiang Shibai silently curled his lips, drank the hangover soup in one gulp, and casually placed the porcelain bowl on the bedside table.

The next moment, the arm with meridians spreading around it restrained her soft waist, and the distance between them closed. Jiang Shibai pinched her soft earlobe and asked softly, "Will Mrs. Jiang miss me when I'm on a business trip?"

Her tone was dangerous, and the force on her waist was not light at all, as if if he was not satisfied with her answer, then there was no need for him to speak further.

He was like a scalding stove, his upper body exposed. Xu Xian inevitably came into contact with his limbs, and his lower abdomen seemed to be pressed against somewhere under his bath towel.

Xu Xian didn't care about the way he was rubbing his earlobe, fearing that he would lose his bestial nature later, so he could only coax him.

She raised her eyes and looked directly into his. Her clear eyes turned red, and her pupils were filled with mist. Her voice was ethereal and sweet. "Of course I will miss Mr. Jiang, so you can let me go now!"

As she spoke, she lightly touched the man's well-defined chest with her soft fingertips. It was hard and felt good.

Jiang Shibai's eyes dimmed slightly at her teasing behavior. He stopped twisting her earlobe and looked at the hand that was causing trouble.

"Since Mrs. Jiang can't bear to leave me, then I'll take you with me." His tone seemed helpless, as if he had no way to deal with the woman's entanglement.

Xu Xian stopped poking the muscle and looked at him in shock. After a moment's thought, she realized that he was setting a trap for her.

"You're still restless after drinking. The hangover soup I just drank was wasted."

She fed her entire bowl of soup to the dog.

Seeing that she was furious, Jiang Shibai didn't panic. He smiled softly, his thin lips curled up, his eyes aggrieved, like a pitiful little wolfdog, "But there is a jewelry exhibition in Japan, wouldn't you be interested, my dear?"

"I'm only thinking about my good boy. You can't wrongly accuse me. Besides, it's a paid trip. Are you sure you don't want to go?"

I've been seeing Xu Xian staying in her study drawing jewelry designs these days, and I know she must be interested in jewelry.

He could always figure out her little thoughts.

Xu Xian's eyelashes trembled slightly. She knew of course how important the jewelry exhibition Jiang Shibai mentioned was. It was full of works by world-class top design masters. This was the only exhibition opportunity in Asia. If she missed it, she would have to wait a long time for the next one.

She was caught in the act and pinched the man's lean waist gently, but the flesh was very hard and she couldn't pinch it at all.

Seeing this, Jiang Shibai knew that she agreed, so he grabbed the mischievous hand and stroked her palm, alternating between light and heavy strokes.

The lines on his fingertips kept rubbing against the sensitive palm of his hand. The slight itch made Xu Xian frown. He couldn't help but want to pull away, but found that he couldn't move.

The next second, I felt dizzy and a man's mellow voice rang in my ears, with sporadic laughter and teasing.

"Mrs. Jiang likes my waist? Do you want to feel it?"