"Where's Meng Jingyue?"

Pan Shu sat lazily in the rocking chair at the door, and it took her a long time to remember Meng Jingyue's existence.

She narrowed her pretty round eyes comfortably and asked nonchalantly.

Xiao Tao, who was standing quietly at the side, thought for a moment and said, "The young master is in the study. Let the young lady go to the study to find him when she wakes up."

Xiaotao looks festive.

When she smiles, a pair of cute dimples appear on both sides of her lips.

Pan Shu reached out and pinched her chubby face, then slowly curled her lips. Her beautiful eyebrows and eyes revealed a natural charm. She responded nonchalantly, "Hmm."

Xiaotao's cheeks suddenly turned red.

Madam... Madam is so beautiful...

She only felt a wave of heat coming towards her, making her dizzy.

Pan Shu was wearing the light blue low-slit cheongsam that she had brought from her mother's home. The smooth curves outlined the girl's beautiful waist, and the bright silk bow with gold-plated patterns was faintly visible in the sunlight.

The color is plain, the style is conservative and not fashionable, but Ban Shu somehow manages to look sexy and ostentatious in it.

Like a bewitching water monster.

Compared with cheongsams, small Western-style dresses that flowed into China from abroad are obviously more popular.

But Panshu didn't like it.

In a certain world, she is known as the cheongsam beauty.

She likes to show off her beauty to the fullest.

The study was not far from the bedroom in the back building. In front of the red-painted wooden door stood a kerosene stove, which was burning with a crackling sound. Sparks burst out, and even the air became a little hotter.

She noticed an inquiring gaze on her.

Pan Shu glanced up nonchalantly.

Then he looked away nonchalantly, as if he hadn't seen anything.

The next second, Meng Jingyue slowly controlled his wheelchair to move to the threshold, a book resting on his lap. He spoke in a clear voice, "Why don't you come in?"

"Nothing." A sweet and gentle arc appeared on the corner of Pan Shu's mouth, and the charm between her eyebrows was blended in.

Pan Shu stepped forward and shook his hand. "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, thanks to you last night."

Xiao Tao had already quietly left. As the study door was gently closed from the inside, the boy's prying sight was also blocked. After a long while, the delicate-looking boy blinked in shock.

Because he clearly heard——

"Is he my husband's younger brother... I really want to be with him... Hmm, it must be very comfortable..."

It's that woman's voice!

Absolutely!

There's no way he'd admit his mistake!

The eighteen-year-old young master who had just returned from studying abroad was wearing a British-style brown suit that was loosely put on his body, with only three or four buttons buttoned lazily, looking casual and lazy.

She exudes a fatal attraction all over her body.

On that cold white face that was so beautiful that it was difficult to tell whether it was androgynous, a pair of slightly upturned black eyes looked like peach blossoms when not smiling, and when they were bent, they seemed to be filled with affection, charming and alluring.

He gritted his teeth viciously.

That wishful thinking woman is such a slut!

She acts like a gentle little woman in front of her big brother, but actually she is thinking about some dirty things in her heart!

The blush on the boy's face had not yet faded.

She was probably so angry that even the corners of her eyes were covered with a faint crimson color.

"Young master, that is the young lady from the Ban family whom the eldest master just married. She is also your sister-in-law." The housekeeper was good at observing people's expressions. As soon as he saw Meng Jingchi's face, he knew what was going on.

The young master doesn't like that young lady.

I don’t know how the young lady offended him.

The uncle sighed.

…

study.

Warm the fragrance in the warm room, grind ink and paint.

Pan Shu lazily supported her chin, and one hand unconsciously pinched the ink block and rubbed it gently on the inkstone.

I really want to know what Meng Jingchi’s reaction is now.

It was on the way to the study that Banshu suddenly remembered that she had not used the props she had drawn before.

So I just used it directly on Meng Jingchi.

It would be interesting to have him eavesdrop on his sister-in-law's inner thoughts.

"Don't be distracted. You've stained my painting." The young man was wearing a moon-white silk gown, his eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as the bright moon, and there was no anger or blame in his tone, as if he was just stating the fact.

Pan Shu lowered her eyes and quickly stopped, "Sorry..."

She glanced at the young man with some uneasiness and anxiety.

Meng Jingyue caught the anxious look of his newlywed wife, and suddenly felt a slight pain somewhere in his heart. It was not obvious, but it lasted for a long time and did not stop.

"You don't have to apologize to me. You and I are husband and wife."

He sighed helplessly and placed the ink-dripped brush in his hand firmly on the inkstone. "I don't mean to blame you. It's just a painting, it's just..."

The young man frowned in confusion, "Does being with me make you feel bored?"

Otherwise, why would she be distracted?

Meng Jingyue has always known that he is a boring person. He used to think it was harmless, but now it seems that it is not so good... Will she dislike him for this?

Thinking of this, Meng Jingyue's face turned even paler.

Ban Shu looked at Meng Jingyue in confusion as he imagined himself. His expression changed from calm and composed at the beginning to panic and fear. His eyes even turned red and he drooped his eyelashes, looking melancholy and cold.

It is naturally beautiful when a beautiful woman sheds tears.

but!

The strategy value has dropped!

"My husband is not bored at all, it's me who is too tired." Pan Shu pinched his cold knuckles and slowly moved closer to him. "Why are you so distraught?"

The young man subconsciously held his breath.

The girl's rude laughter beside him made the tips of his ears redder and redder.

His hand had already been led by Banshu over her clothes and fell on her waist without any obstruction.

Very thin.

Meng Jingyue thought slowly.

It is soft and smooth, and feels more comfortable than silk.

Meng Jingyue's breathing gradually became heavier, and his seductive fox eyes were filled with dark red.

He was handsome, especially the corners of his eyes which turned red when he was teased by Ban Shu. He restrained himself and closed his eyes slightly. Even his pale lips were stained with a bit of bright spring color. He was like a male enchantress who charmed everyone.

Pan Shu gently tapped the upturned corners of his slightly red eyes.

She lowered her head again and gently kissed his thin white eyelids which were trembling slightly due to nervousness.

"Husband."

"……Um."

"Does it hurt?"

Meng Jingyue opened his wet eyes in confusion and helplessness. He didn't understand, he really didn't understand. It seemed that no matter what he said, he had fallen into her trap.

He couldn't hear what he was saying.

It’s just that my body seems to be broken.

Floating and sinking.

She seemed to have done something.

So comfortable.

Meng Jingyue has always been cold and rational in front of others, and terribly heartless. He doesn't like his weaknesses to be controlled by others.

Especially a new wife he is not familiar with, who has ulterior motives.

He struggled.

But it seemed extremely powerless.

The girl noticed his struggle, she suddenly stopped, raised her eyebrows, walked nonchalantly to the sink beside her, and slowly rubbed the thick white and shiny liquid on her fingertips.

"If you don't like it, then don't do it."

She said so.