Chapter 143 Yan Yiqi x Xie Yue (7)
After saying this, not only Xie Yue, but also himself, were stunned for a moment.
To let a person rely on himself is a commitment that goes beyond his own sense of responsibility.
Yan Yiqi rarely makes such promises.
When Xie Yue asked him if she could rely on him, he only talked about trust. He was not good at being hypocritical and boastful, which only made people feel disappointed.
Xie Yue also thought of this.
They didn't have many in-depth conversations, and that was her first active exploration.
She wanted to think this through, but her head was dizzy.
Yan Yiqi's fingertips were still slowly stroking the corners of her eyes, and there were traces of his touch on her lips, which made her feel numb and tingling, and made her tremble.
She had just cried and sobbed, "Why did you kiss me?"
Yan Yiqi lowered his eyes.
The girl in his arms was a little dazed, just blinking at him.
She trusted him very much, or perhaps she didn't know what situation she was in. The suit she was wearing had slipped down a little due to the action just now, outlining the outline of her body, and it was easy to tell that she was naked underneath.
Even though she had just been kissed by him, there wasn't a trace of evil in her eyes, only innocent confusion.
The look in her eyes was so pure and innocent that it made him have evil thoughts.
Yan Yiqi pulled her clothes up to cover the little bit of her figure that was barely visible, and chuckled, "Maybe it's because you look easy to bully."
This reason did not successfully convince Xie Yue.
The answer didn't satisfy her, and she even shook her head seriously: "I'm usually easy to bully."
She has never really been tough.
Whether in front of her grandfather or Yan Yiqi, she is a soft persimmon and cannot have her own willful temper.
She just went along with him and failed to understand him, which made him angry.
Xie Yue thought sadly to herself, lowering her head even lower, so she didn't notice the man in front of her dark eyes, his rolling Adam's apple, and the big hand that was resting on the back of her head and tightening quietly.
"Is it cold?"
Xie Yue shook his head.
The heater in the car was on high, so she didn't feel cold, and her back even felt hot.
Yan Yiqi touched the end of her hair and found that it was no longer dripping.
As soon as she took the towel, Xie Yue pressed his hand. Biting her lip, she looked like she didn't want to bother him: "I just wiped it."
"I know." He picked up the towel anyway.
Xie Yue was puzzled, staring blankly at his usual cold yet gentle eyes. Just as she was about to ask, a towel fluttered over her head, covering her eyes.
"Yan Yiqi..." she called him softly.
Her voice was so soft that Yan Yiqi knew without thinking how innocent her eyes must be right now, revealing the confusion of being ignorant of the world.
He was able to maintain a gentlemanly demeanor most of the time. It wasn't that he was good at pretending, but rather that the cultivation had been ingrained in him since childhood, the demeanor taught to him by his elders.
No one is perfect as long as they are human.
Everyone has bad natures and evil spirits are at work.
For example, now, the more innocent she became, the more he could not control the restlessness in his heart, and he could not wait to experience the pleasure brought by malicious destruction.
"You know, now you look easier to bully?"
Xie Yue could tell the voice was unusually low, mellow, and gentle, with a harshness and frivolity she had never seen before. It was as if he had obtained something new and interesting, and it was filled with excitement.
Is this Yan Yiqi?
The change in the person in front of her made her uneasy, and she wanted to lift the cover in front of her.
As soon as she raised her hand, it was grabbed, and a warmth enveloped her. The person in front of her was already close, carrying his scent, spraying on her skin.
It's not just a taste.
The tip of my teeth bit my lower lip, a slight pain. As soon as I whimpered, something swiftly darted in.
She had never kissed anyone before, but she knew it wasn't a gentle kiss; she could feel the man's dominance. She didn't know where to place her lips and tongue, but she knew he was constantly entangled with hers, sucking her until she felt numb.
He pressed her closer and closer until her back was pressed against the car door.
Xie Yue was out of breath, sobbing and humming softly.
Like a kitten, a discordant sound escaped from the corner of his lips.
Yan Yiqi stepped back a little: "Why aren't you breathing?"
Xie Yue got some fresh air, his chest rising and falling, and he said weakly, "...No chance."
Then he said, "No, and no."
She had always thought Yan Yiqi was gentle, but in this matter, he was so fierce and overbearing, catching her off guard like a storm.
But he is the superior, and the superior never shows mercy.
Yan Yiqi smiled: "Good student, learn more?"
The gentle yet commanding tone left Xie Yue stunned once again. It was something she had never experienced before, something she hadn't expected, yet it made her feel particularly alive.
The breath came up again.
With this kiss, they seemed to be closer.
Xie Yue swallowed slowly, and began to try to breathe, trying to respond to him.
She thought, maybe this was a good start.
Yan Yiqi let her rely on him and kissed her actively. This was his expression and his permission, and she could take a step further in his direction.
In the next few days, Xie Yue was very excited.
There are no secrets between girls, and Xie Yue shyly told Zhou Zhou about it. There are no secrets between husband and wife either, and Cheng Yu soon found out too.
So, when Cheng Yu went to Huiqi Bank to have tea with Yan Yiqi, he jokingly asked with a curled lip, "Are you and Little White Rabbit together?"
Yan Yiqi smiled and said, "I don't know."
"Tsk, since when did you start denying your responsibility after eating?"
Cheng Yu crossed his legs and glanced at him up and down without hesitation, drawling, "At the age of 28, you're thinking about being a playboy?"
Yan Yiqi retorted, "You were such a good person when you were twenty-seven."
Cheng Yu was five years older than Zhou Zhou and four years older than Yan Yiqi. He was exactly twenty-seven when he met Zhou Zhou.
When talking about the past, Cheng Yu didn't feel embarrassed at all.
Instead, he pulled the corners of his lips, changed his posture and leaned on the sofa, his face calm and his heart beating: "It's like I'm a good person now."
Yan Yiqi did not comment.
In the five years he had known Cheng Yu, his mouth had remained as vicious as ever. Despite that restless heart having been retracted, it was still quite vicious.
"Then what don't you know?" Cheng Yu asked him.
Yan Yiqi couldn't explain it.
The terrible feeling that welled up in my heart when I saw Xie Yue soaked that day, and the dark and evil feeling that made me want to ravage her when I saw her innocent eyes, finally led to an impulsive kiss.
He saw her anticipatory joy and gradually calmed down.
When he was uncertain, he gave her a beautiful misunderstanding.
Yan Yiqi drank a cup of tea before saying, "What were you thinking about when you slept with others before?"
Cheng Yu glared at him and said, "This kind of immoral topic is not something a married man like me should discuss with you."
Yan Yiqi:?
"I'm kind-hearted and will find some off-field assistance for you." Cheng Yu took out his cell phone, found a number and made a call.
The call was quickly connected: "Brother Yu, what are your instructions today?"
Yan Yiqi felt uneasy, and immediately felt that Cheng Yu was a dog that couldn't produce ivory. He wanted to stop him, but he also wanted to know, but in the end, he closed his eyes slightly and endured it.
Cheng Yu couldn't help laughing when he saw his expression.
Determined to see the other person lose face, every word he said was very deliberate: "Yan Yiqi wants to ask you, what are you thinking about when you sleep with a woman?"
"Who? Yan Yiqi?"
Pei Shuchen's voice suddenly rose eight degrees. "Yan Yiqi slept with a woman? Which woman? Little white rabbit? Does he need to be mentally prepared for sleeping with his wife? Could it be that she's from outside? That's impossible. Hasn't he been transferring things from one hand to the other for so many years?"
Yan Yiqi's eyebrows and heart were beating fast: "..."
He should have stopped Cheng Yu from making the call. Now he's become a laughing stock.
He coughed lightly and interrupted.
"Well, I didn't think of anything."
Pei Shuchen finally said nonchalantly, "For people like us, what's the burden of sleeping?"
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Yu asked him, "Do you understand?"
"Ask Chen Yiyang, it's the same. They just want to get women."
His impromptu demeanor subsided, and he became more serious. Cheng Yu said meaningfully, "All men are lustful, and you are no exception. In the years I've known you, when have you ever been so impulsive that you lost your mind?"
When I approached Zhou Zhou, the journey wasn’t easy either.”
Yan Yiqi said nothing.
He probably understood.
Thinking back on it, I find it funny that he couldn't figure out such a simple thing. It's rare that he would be confused.
He thought it was a man's lustful impulse. After all, she was naked under her thin suit that day, and she leaned against him unconsciously.
In fact, it is not.
I can no longer maintain my sanity and I start to like you.
Yan Yiqi accepted this subtle change in his mood calmly.
After dinner, Xie Yue was painting.
There weren't many things she could do in her spare time, and painting was one of her favorite things. Just as she finished mixing the colors, Yan Yiqi came over and stood beside her.
"What are you drawing?"
Xie Yue was stunned for a moment: "Just draw."
"Just, the flowers and plants and stuff need to be finished."
She spent two days on this picture.
This was the first time he asked about her painting, and also the first time in history that the question went from "Are you painting?" to "What are you painting?"
The former is a casual greeting, while the latter is an understanding.
Of course, she thought he would leave after asking.
Unexpectedly, Yan Yiqi stood beside her and did not leave. He watched her pen strokes on the paper very seriously, looking very interested.
Without making any noise to disturb him, his presence was still strong.
Xie Yue felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, her scalp tingling. She couldn't help but stop writing and started to talk: "Can you draw?"
"A little bit." Yan Yiqi paused, "Not much."
"Then..." Xie Yue hesitated and handed him the pen, "Do you want to draw?"
Yan Yiqi's gaze shifted and stopped on her face: "Hmm?"
Her thin lips curved slightly. "You're almost done. What if I add a few strokes and mess it up?"
Xie Yue was now certain that Yan Yiqi was not only interested but also wanted to participate. If he had refused, he would have been either direct or subtle, rather than asking her what she was thinking.
So she shook her head like a rattle, afraid that he wouldn't believe her: "No, I'm just drawing for fun."
Yan Yiqi took the paintbrush she handed over.
For a long while, there was no movement.
Xie Yue asked, "What's wrong?"
"If it's convenient for you," Yan Yiqi looked down at her, his chin pointing as if to negotiate with her, "can you make some room?"
Xie Yue lowered her head following his gaze, her face turning red.
She forgot to give him her seat.
The drawing board was positioned so low that he couldn't draw while standing.
She hurriedly tried to stand up, but was held down. Yan Yiqi had already come over. Tai Ruo naturally squeezed onto a stool with her: "Let's sit together."
Xie Yue: “…”
His face got even redder.
This caught her off guard, and Xie Yue didn't know what to do with her hands and feet. One stool could hardly accommodate two people, and she was almost pressed against him.
She was distracted here, while Yan Yiqi was already holding the pen and drawing seriously.
"Don't move."
Perhaps it was her discomfort that disturbed him, Yan Yiqi's pen trembled and an extra line appeared.
Xie Yue was about to apologize, but he grabbed her shoulders first and pressed her into his arms, saying in a low voice, "Be good, be obedient."
Now Xie Yue didn't dare to move at all.
She glanced around randomly, watching him modify the lines and integrate himself into the painting again without any trace of damage. She also looked at his smooth profile, his eyelashes drooping, his handsome and calm face.
She leaned on his shoulder and could feel the firm muscles under his thin pajamas, the warmth that continued to flow from him, and the strength of his hand that slowly fell on her waist.
She didn't know how long it had been, but when she glanced at him again, her eyes suddenly met his.
Yan Yiqi had put down his paintbrush at some point.
He lowered his head, and touched her hot cheek with his free right hand. He looked at her eyebrow to eye, and said, "Why are you blushing? Huh?"
After being caught, Xie Yue wanted to run away.
The hand around her waist tightened even more, and she couldn't move at all. She could only avoid his gaze and whispered, "Let me go."
"You haven't answered me yet." Yan Yiqi lifted her face and moved closer to her.
"How could I not know that you would blush even when you were drawing?"
The handsome face was so close that even his breathing was noticeable.
Xie Yue was embarrassed and his ears felt burning.
Yan Yiqi obviously didn't intend to let her go easily. He quickly noticed her change and touched her earlobe with his thumb and index finger, stroking it:
"Will your ears turn red too?"
Xie Yue: “…”
Xie Yue was completely unable to resist Yan Yiqi's frivolous behavior. She had to admit that she felt embarrassed and annoyed, but also uncontrollably happy.
"...Yan, Yan Yiqi, you, you."
Xie Yue couldn't resist him, and after holding it in for a long time, she finally uttered a few words, "...you bastard."
She had never said a bad word before, and these words were the best she could think of after racking her brains.
Yan Yiqi raised his eyebrows in slight surprise when he heard something from her that didn't agree with her.
Then he chuckled and admitted, "A little bit."
He stroked her ear with his fingertips, felt her flinch for a moment, and lowered his head to kiss her.
"Try and see how much of an asshole you are."
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