Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Go get a legally protected sleep.

The short journey was filled with a lot of chatter because of Ye Jinhe's presence, and the topic of conversation always turned to Mi Yanyan. Seeing that the destination was within reach, the girl in the passenger seat finally couldn't help but turn her head and asked with anticipation.

"Sister-in-law, is that boy your classmate?"

A girl's little thoughts are written on her face, which is a warning of love.

"Which one?" Speaking of the little secrets between girls, Mi Yanyan leaned closer.

Shi Jinhe waved slightly and moved closer, covering his mouth and whispering softly, "It's the one who sent you out, the tall one in the black T-shirt."

Unfortunately, the car had limited space. Shi Jingzhou snorted coldly and floated over, "You have such a bad vision."

"Don't say that about my childhood friend," Mi Yanyan glared at him, a rare sight before answering Ye Jinhe in a delicate voice, "Yes, we grew up together."

"Does he have a girlfriend?" Ye Jinhe's eyes were bright, her peach-pink eyeshadow sparkling with pearlescent luster. The bold and lively color made her face look invincible in youth. Mi Yanyan liked this girl more and more. She spoke straightforwardly and without beating around the bush, which was a character she envied. It could be seen that she had been surrounded by deep love since she was a child, and could be willful and wanton.

"No, do you want his WeChat? I'll push you."

The two hit it off immediately. Ye Jinghe took out his phone and said urgently, "Sister-in-law, scan me, scan me."

Mi Yanyan realized something belatedly and symbolically sought the opinions of those around her. She asked indifferently, "Can I have a relationship now?" As she spoke, the camera was already aimed at the other party's QR code, and a ding sound rang out before the answer.

"I added you on WeChat to talk to you?" Shi Jingzhou asked her, pointing something else.

Mi Yanyan ignored it directly, "Let's not talk about it. It will be the same if I go to him for a drink and a tattoo in the future."

The key words are jarring.

Qin Muchuan's profile did not mention that Xiao Yichi also had a tattoo parlor, and the background check was not convincing and was even rougher than that of a bar.

The two chatted animatedly. It was rare for Shi Jingzhou to see her talk so much. She was very enthusiastic about dogs and cats, and could even talk about everything with her sister whom she met for the first time.

As expected, as soon as Jinhe got off the car, Mi Yanyan immediately turned into a mime, wrapped her coat tightly and closed her eyes, keeping her body and mind highly consistent to avoid any unnecessary communication.

He rubbed his temples, frowning between his brows, feeling that the problem might be with himself.

Uncle Wu got out of the car as quietly as possible when they reached the house. Mi Yanyan showed no sign of waking up, sleeping soundly. Shi Jingzhou leaned slightly to the left, his head resting on his shoulder. His breath was soft and the scent of alcohol permeated the air, making even a sober person feel tipsy.

He lowered his eyes and saw that her lips were pink and peach-colored, with a full and attractive upturned curve.

I really want to use my husband's rights now.

White lightning flashed across the night sky, followed by a loud thunder.

The force on her shoulders dissipated, Mi Yanyan opened her eyes hazily, and asked with a dull look, "Are we home?" Then she looked again and saw that only she and Shi Jingzhou were left in the car. Her cell phone slid into the gap between the seat cushions, and when she took it out, it was already early morning.

She slept for a while and murmured, "Why didn't you call me." As she spoke, her lips, which were being stared at by him, opened and closed, becoming even moister than before.

"I fell asleep, too."

Mi Yanyan rubbed her eyes and remembered something, "Why did you go to Yichuan so early?"

There was silence in the car for a moment.

"Ye Jinhe asked me out."

After Shi Jingzhou finished speaking, he pressed the switch and got out of the car first with an umbrella. In the dark night, her ears were red. Mi Yanyan was drunk and got out of the car in a daze. She slipped her high heels and fell into the arms of the person next to her. She was clearly wearing his coat, but at this distance, the amber after-scent on his skin was even stronger.

She felt a strong force at her waist, as if it could lift her up with one hand. Her fingertips made direct contact with her skin, and heat swelled, her fingerprints sinking into the soft flesh. But today, she had no intention of sewing the fabric shut.

After changing into her shoes, Mi Yanyan felt as if something had changed in her home. The shoe cabinet had grown taller, now connected to the wall next to it, creating an entire extra wall. She didn't have time to look. Her head spun, and she thought it was just hallucinations from the alcohol.

He took off his clothes and threw them on the sofa, then staggered upstairs. Shi Jingzhou looked over and saw that half of the tattoo on his waist was exposed, while the rest was hidden in his low-waisted jeans and could not be seen.

This is where she got her hairline...

Force yourself to look away. It's just a tattoo, an art form, and it's normal to create it anywhere.

After standing downstairs for a long time, I looked up and saw Mi Yanyan coming down the stairs. She had the scent of fruit, milk and water vapor after a shower on her body. There was a hint of red on the tip of her nose, and her hair was draped in the hollow of her collarbone, with water droplets sliding down.

Shi Jingzhou swallowed the last sip of ice water and asked her, "Would you like some water?"

His white nightgown brushed against his drooping arms. Mi Yanyan's misty voice fell before him. She tilted her neck and blushed slightly, saying in a baby voice, "I'm hungry."

After taking a shower, I was mostly sober. I didn't have time to eat dinner that night, and the snacks I had couldn't last me until now. Aunt Chen didn't stay at home that night, so she opened the refrigerator to look for food.

"What do you want to eat?" Shi Jingzhou unbuttoned his shirt cuffs and skillfully pushed them up to his forearms. He turned on the faucet and washed his hands. He and Mi Yanyan stood face to face in front of the refrigerator. The warm light hit her lips, which were sweet and delicious. He was also hungry.

Eating late-night snacks will increase the burden on the digestive system, increase blood vessel pressure, leading to arteriosclerosis, and increase blood sugar and blood pressure.

Better to hold back.

"Do you want to eat?" Mi Yanyan asked. Having someone to accompany you for midnight snacks would make you feel less stressed.

"No food after ten," Shi Jingzhou said, bending down to open the lower drawer. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a white calf just inches away, the top of the knee a pale pink. He held his breath and reached into the freezer, which was freezing at -28 degrees Celsius. "Do you have dumplings?" he asked.

Mi Yanyan was in a panic, "Okay, can you cook it?" She couldn't do it anyway. Every time she made dumplings, the skin would break and the filling would lose its flavor after being boiled in the boiling water.

The blue flame of the stove was lit, and Shi Jingzhou had already started boiling water. His fingers were slender as he took the dumplings out of the fresh-keeping box, but his swinging arms were powerful. Every time he moved, his veins bulged. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his shirt was meticulously tucked into his suit trousers, revealing a beautiful curve and straight long legs.

He forgot to turn on the range hood, and the mist rising beside him blurred the side of his face, making it look both strong and gentle.

I want to eat hot dumplings, and my husband wants strong ones.

The poor snow-white dumpling was played around with by the masters.

Mi Yanyan's mind flashed with these words, and her heartbeat quickened. At this moment, mist climbed onto Shi Jingzhou's glasses. He took them off as he turned around, and dropped them lightly onto the table. Then he picked up the silver seasoning bottle at hand, opened his lips slightly, and asked her in a mellow voice, "Do you want some?"

She noticed liquid secreting from her mouth, swallowed quickly, and replied, "Yes."

After I finished speaking, I realized that my voice was very unnatural, trembling and very suggestive.

On second thought, he is no good, he is just an empty shell.

Black liquid overflowed from the cold stainless steel tip and stained the white porcelain plate. Shi Jingzhou smiled slightly. He was really hungry and his mouth was watering at the sight of dumplings.

The millet teeth are embedded in the dumpling skin, and the tender yellow cabbage is full of juice. After chewing, the pink tip of the tongue extends out, bends into a small semicircle and inhales, and the whole chest cavity floats up and down, as if spring light melts the snow-capped mountains.

"Would you like to try one?" Mi Yanyan saw him standing aside with his arms folded, swallowing several times. He was probably enduring it to maintain his figure, but it was okay to indulge himself occasionally.

She picked one up, handed it to Shi Jingzhou's mouth with one hand, and held it with the other hand to prevent the juice from falling, "Help me eat one."

Every time she wanted to eat but tried to hold it back, Yu Wan would pretend to beg her and trick her into eating with a clear conscience.

The same pair of chopsticks were wrapped with lips, and the dumplings were sweet.

Late-night snacks are addictive.

After feeding one, Mi Yanyan took back her chopsticks and continued to enjoy the food. While eating, she asked, "Does it taste good?" Before she finished speaking, a tissue was covered on her lips. It was very thin, so thin that it felt like someone was rubbing her lips directly with the tip of their finger.

"Hmm." She groaned softly in resistance, her chin held by the palm of her hand, leaving her with nowhere to escape. Her body, lying on the center island, went from soft to stiff. Shi Jingzhou withdrew his gaze, put down his fingers, threw the clean paper ball into the trash can, and went upstairs.

Mi Yanyan touched her lips. There were only water droplets on them, and there was no dirt on them.

Her clear head finally faced the door. She was not dreaming, but had added many new shoe cabinets. Each pair of shoes was individually packed in a transparent storage box, and classified according to different brands and seasons.

She carefully packed what she was going to wear today and stuffed it into the corresponding place.

Shi Jingzhou is indeed a germaphobe. He should pay more attention to his food, clothing, housing and transportation in the future and never get in his way again.

When I went upstairs, I met Shi Jingzhou coming out of the guest bathroom. The air conditioner blew past, and my skin was covered with goose bumps after being washed by cold water.

Mi Yanyan said politely, "It's getting late, go to bed." Then she raised her hand to push the door open, revealing a piece of skin under her armpit.

"You still have work to do, so go to sleep first." Shi Jingzhou replied in a cold voice. He couldn't accept taking another cold shower, so he turned and went to the study, which was relatively safe.

"You are busy, good night." Mi Yanyan jumped onto the bed, and with no one around her, she fell asleep in seconds.

The lights in the study at the end of the corridor were dim. Qin Muchuan was about to close the shop when he received a call. A tired and resentful voice sounded, "Brother, you're quite free tonight." He was really afraid of Shi Jingzhou. After getting married, the calls he received were either to issue tasks or to persuade him to close the shop. It was a beautiful night for his honeymoon. Could he please stop thinking about him all the time?

"Check someone."

Well, here comes the mission again.

"Have you ever been hurt in love before? Why do you check everyone you catch?" Before the previous one could figure it out, another one came.

Qin Muchuan thought carefully. Shi Jingzhou had been the focus of the Shi family's training over the years, and his entire trajectory had been arranged and followed smoothly. He had never heard of any progress in his relationship. He suddenly felt a little sympathetic towards the tool of the Heart Sealing Lock and Love, and asked, "Give me the name."

"Xu Chang, the Chang that is not bright."

After hearing this, Qin Muchuan wanted to laugh but was also confused.

"Jingzhou, why did you get married?"

"It's arranged at home."

"Why do you care whether they are open or not?"

Marriage was a big deal, too big for them to decide. Logically, Shi Jingzhou shouldn't have cared about these details. Xiao Yichi was his childhood sweetheart, a family, and he was always around Mi Yanyan, so he might as well investigate if it was annoying.

He's just an old classmate now, so it's really not worth making a fuss about.

"I chose the person." Shi Jingzhou replied.

Qin Muchuan was even more confused. "You two knew each other before?"

"She forgot."

“…”

It was the first time that Qin Muchuan heard a hint of disappointment in Shi Jingzhou's words. It was so damn rare that he couldn't help it.

"Just that tone, gentle and sad, can you say it again? I'll record it and make it my ringtone."

"roll."

Shi Jingzhou was also puzzled by his own emotions after learning that Mi Yanyan had completely forgotten about the future. It felt like when he was a kid and won a second bottle of a drink, excitedly going to redeem it but the owner told him, "Sorry, the promotion ended yesterday."

A marriage is a marriage, and he should recognize that the starting point of his anger and conflict is mostly the primitive desire of men to fight for, rather than love.

He smiled silently.

The Intelligence Bureau's informant network was activated on the other end of the phone. Qin Muchuan asked sarcastically, "Jingzhou, do you know what your only advantage is?"

Strong, well-rounded, and in good health, countless reasons flashed before his eyes, and Qin Muchuan's smiling answer echoed in his ears.

"You are protected by the law."

The other party hung up the phone immediately after he finished speaking, and Qin Muchuan cursed into the phone.

Shi Jingzhou thought about it carefully and realized that what he said was right. He had a clear advantage.

Turn off the lights and get a legally protected night's sleep.

The author has something to say:

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Hahahaha, to be honest, I laughed after writing the last sentence.

Eat hot dumplings and find a strong husband, these are internet jargons.

It’s true, the boat is strong (I’ll let you know soon)