Chapter 82 A Double Repayment

"Dimples?!"

Xinmian was overjoyed and leaned forward to call out to her, "Little... um...!"

But before she could finish speaking, a large hand covered her mouth.

Chi Yu held her and pulled her back to the sink. She patted him, sobbing in protest, "...What are you doing..."

He looked down at her, a casual smile playing on his lips, "Xin Xiaomian."

"Wherever Xiao Liwo and Qin Shengtian appear, you abandon me."

Xin Mian felt a pang of guilt. "Really?"

He braced himself on the edge of the sink, trapping her inside. His tall frame leaned down slightly. "Wasn't that what happened just now?" the man said, his voice drawn out lazily, but Xin Mian sensed a hint of danger in it.

She smiled, her dimples swaying gently, her eyes sparkling with tiny lights. She leaned close to his chest and said, "Dimples are a child. Why are you jealous of a child?"

Chi Yu grabbed her chin and gave her a loud, forceful kiss on the lips.

Xin Mian felt guilty and was afraid that the people downstairs would hear her, so she quickly covered her mouth and said, "You attacked me from behind."

He moved closer and closer, his long, well-defined fingers grasping her wrist and easily pulling it down, twisting it behind her waist.

With a pull, the distance between the two instantly disappeared.

Xinmian's heart was pounding rapidly.

If she remembered correctly, the room door wasn't locked when she went upstairs.

“Chi Yu…”

She finally realized the danger. "Grandma's probably back too; they're all downstairs..."

"Don't do anything reckless..."

She had witnessed Chi Yu's wild side when it came to sex; he always liked to take advantage of her when her will was weak and make her do shameful things.

It was incredibly exciting to have friends and family gathered downstairs while he held her captive upstairs, doing secret and pleasurable things.

She was afraid, but he liked her.

And he worked hard to make her like it too.

The girl's loose sweater was already disheveled from the pushing and pulling earlier; the high collar was crooked, the hem was lifted up, and even the undershirt underneath was pulled out a little.

Xinmian was still racking her brains trying to figure out how to persuade him, completely unprepared.

The rough, large hand slipped inside, its hot palm landing directly on her soft skin without hindrance, its fingertips caressing her, winding its way from the soft flesh of her waist down to her ribs.

“Chi Yu…”

She was startled and instinctively tried to stop him, but when she moved, she realized that she had somehow gotten both of her hands pinned behind her back and held by him, unable to move.

In this position, she would even unconsciously straighten her chest to meet him.

Xin Mian's face flushed instantly, but she didn't dare to speak too loudly, "What are you doing..."

"We... um... please don't..."

Before she could finish speaking, her eyes welled up with tears, like a rabbit whose life force had been squeezed.

She struggled to twist her waist slightly, but to no avail.

Chi Yu lowered his head and kissed her eyes, looking at her with a half-smile, his dark eyes hiding deep emotions.

"Baby."

He cruelly gripped her heartbeat, using a force she could tolerate, and slowly rubbed against it, saying, "Your heart holds so many people."

Where am I ranked?

Xinmian couldn't bear him like this, biting her lip but unable to stop the soft moans that escaped her lips.

“Chi Yu…”

She called out to him in a pitiful voice, snuggling into his arms, her breathing already erratic.

Feeling the smoothness in his palm, Chi Yu suddenly lowered his head and kissed her deeply.

It was another ruthless and brutal engulfment; the sounds of kissing even drowned out the sound of the bathroom fan.

Their breaths mingled, and he entwined his tongue with hers, sucking it again and again.

Her sweater was a complete mess, and her fitted undershirt was not covering her skin.

Through the soft fabric, you can even see how that strong, powerful hand did the bad things.

Xinmian's tongue went numb from his ministrations, and she sobbed as she tried to escape.

But the next second, he mischievously twisted her waist, causing her to tremble uncontrollably, completely losing her strength, and she collapsed into his arms.

Chi Yu continued kissing her, a low, husky chuckle escaping from between their pressed lips as he deliberately asked, "Baby, why are you reacting so strongly?"

Waaaaah...

Xinmian was both ashamed and angry, so she could only kick him.

But this kick felt soft and weak, not like a kick at all, but rather like it brushed against the outside of his thigh.

Chi Yu took a deep breath, his voice low. He enjoyed any form of physical contact she made.

“Let me guess,” he said, his lips swollen from kissing her, the wet kisses trailing down her cheeks to her earlobe, where he took them in his mouth.

"At this stage, the baby should be moist, right?"

Xin Mian was too embarrassed to answer him. Her face flushed, she leaned against his shoulder, and after a few moments of rapid breathing, she whispered like a kitten, "Grandma and the others are still downstairs..."

Aren't you going to answer?

He slowly turned around, and finally, as if he had a "pang of conscience," he stopped.

He looked down at her, pressed his fingertips against her lips, and wiped away the glistening residue left on her lips from the kiss.

His hand, which had just been pulled out of his sweater, carried his own burning body temperature, and seemed to be warmed by the touch of hers after their intimate embrace.

They were so close that she could even smell the faint scent of laundry detergent pods from her clothes that he was wearing on his hand.

It's strange, tinged with ambiguity.

It gently warmed her chest, calming her heart that was pounding like a drum.

"It's okay if you don't want to answer."

He held her chin to make her look up, then kissed her on the lips again, saying, "I'll owe you today's."

"Next time, the baby will have to pay back double within an hour."

Xin Mian was both shocked and ashamed, "You're a pervert..."

One hour! And you'll have to pay double!

She'll be drained dry by him sooner or later.

Chi Yu straightened up and, acting all high and mighty, began to straighten her clothes, but his words were utterly nonsensical: "What? Don't you trust yourself?"

He lifted his eyelids to look at her, his eyes shining, deliberately guiding her to recall the extremes of the past.

Xin Mian was so embarrassed she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself. "It's the New Year, can you please stop talking about such suggestive things..."

"What's there to be shy about?"

He remained calm and composed, straightened her clothes, and then, with his arm around her waist, lifted her down from the sink.

Her legs went weak and she staggered, which made him laugh.

"Shall I go back upstairs with you to change your underwear?"

Xin Mian was so amused she wanted to punch him a couple of times, so she grabbed the edge of the sink and said fiercely, "Get out!"

Only she knows the truth.

He was absolutely right.

It's very uncomfortable to wear now; I need to go upstairs and change.

She pushed and shoved Chi Yu out of the bathroom. Only after confirming that he had left did she tiptoe back to the third floor to tidy herself up.

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When Xinmian went downstairs again, there were already many people on the first floor.

Little Dimple was playing with Fat Orange with a cat toy and some small toys, and Li Ke was keeping her company.

Yang Chengjing and Lin Jiachi were washing fruit and moving New Year's goods, Uncle Chen was preparing scallion oil noodles, and Chi Yu was helping Chen Xiulian prepare the reunion dinner for New Year's Eve.

A group of people were in different places, some in the living room and some in the kitchen, but it didn't affect their conversation at all.

The sounds from the range hood and the television were mixed together, the volume was raised, and there was laughter and chatter, making it quite lively.

Xin Mian laughed along with her. Little Dimple quickly noticed her, handed the cat toy to Li Ke, and then rushed over like a little cannonball to hug her.

"Teacher Xiaomian!"

Xin Mian almost missed her, but luckily there was a wall nearby for her to lean against.

She smiled and looked Xiaoliwo up and down in her New Year's Eve outfit, "Our Xiaoliwo looks especially beautiful today!"

Little Dimple was wearing a bright red two-piece velvet dress, which was both beautiful and warm.

The sleeves and collar have Chinese knot buttons, which echo the hair accessories on the small bun tied on top of the head.

As it ran towards her, it looked like an adorable little red lantern.

Xiao Liwo smiled shyly after being praised, and then took Xinmian's hand and told her how Aunt Lü had just tied her hair into two little buns.

Finally, she asked, "Teacher Xiaomian, why aren't you wearing new clothes?"

People have a tradition of wearing new clothes during the Chinese New Year.

After having her New Year's Eve dinner tonight, Xiaoliwo and Li Ke will sleep at No. 7 Dongpu Lane, so she took a shower and changed into pretty new clothes before coming here.

Both the brother and sister were bright red.

Seeing Xin Mian still dressed in a simple, light-colored dress, he was somewhat puzzled.

Xinmian patted her head, "Because Teacher Xiaomian will take a shower later, you can see me wearing new clothes tomorrow morning."

Little Dimple cheered with a "Yay!", "I want to be the first person to see Teacher Xiaomian in her new clothes!!!"

Xinmian: Um...

That's probably a bit difficult.

But the child was having a good time, and she didn't want to spoil her fun.

Unexpectedly, when she looked up, she met the gaze of Chi Yu, who happened to be coming out of the kitchen.

The man's eyes were deep and unfathomable.

Xin Mian's ears turned slightly red, and she coughed lightly before looking away.

As the sun set, the sounds from the television grew increasingly festive.

With many people helping out, the New Year's Eve dinner can be prepared quickly.

The table was laden with food, a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate, with the aroma of the scallion oil noodles being particularly irresistible.

Little Pear Dimple hadn't had scallion oil noodles in a long time. As soon as the noodles were served, she raised her hand and said she wanted some. Uncle Chen was delighted to see that the little girl was interested and immediately helped her put some noodles on her plate.

Chi Yu then served the fish head soup, washed his hands, and naturally sat down next to Xin Mian.

Xinmian handed him a glass and asked, "Do you drink alcohol or a soft drink?"

I'm in a good mood tonight. It just so happens that the lychee wine Chen Xiulian brewed was almost ready, so I took out a small jar.

Seeing that she had already poured herself a small glass with great enthusiasm, Chi Yu nodded, "Let's drink."

"Okay!" Xin Mian's eyes sparkled as she poured him a glass that was almost full.

He looked at her, his eyebrows slightly raised, and pinched her cheek. "What mischief are you up to, smiling like that?"

Xin Mian pouted and denied it three times in a row, "I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

But actually...

hey-hey.

Yes, there really is.

She had never seen what Chi Yu was like when he was drunk.

Having been on Wangshui Island for so long, he rarely drinks, even when he goes to Lin Jiachi's bar. He always refuses, saying he has to drive the little drunkard home.

Xin Mian didn't even know how much alcohol he could drink.

She lowered her eyes and looked away from him.

But Chi Yu knows her too well.

The way she looks, she must be hiding something in her heart.

At the lively dining table, Little Dimple had just finished a bowl of scallion oil noodles, and Li Ke was peeling crab meat for her; Grandma and Uncle Chen each drank a bowl of soup and began to discuss how to make fish head soup even more delicious; Yang Chengjing and Lin Jiachi raised their glasses and clinked them together, smiling wryly at each other, knowing that the road to winning each other's wives was still very long.

On a cold winter night, everyone sat around a table, enjoying delicious food, creating a warm and lively atmosphere.

Xin Mian smiled, pursing her lips, but didn't notice—

A warm, large hand gently massaged her lower back, making her shudder.

He leaned in close and whispered in her ear, "Don't drink too much tonight, we have important things to do."

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Author's Note: What serious business is this?! [Let me see]