Chapter 58 After the rain, he was controlling his climax...
Mr. Chen looked at Chen Cheng with a look of great relief.
"Xiao Ji, would you like to introduce yourself?" he asked.
Song Jili handed the gift in his hand to Chen Shixiu, put his hand behind Chen Cheng's back, and led her forward: "Chen Cheng, Mrs. Shen's little daughter."
Chen Cheng was about to say hello, but got stuck on the address. His eyes rolled around and he didn't say a word.
Song Jili: "Just call me godfather, and ask for a wedding red envelope."
After saying this, he winked at Mr. Chen, leaving out every hint and hint.
Mr. Chen: "You are really good at calculating, don't bring bad luck to your wife."
"Just be happy, I'll bring people to visit you." Song Jili patted Chen Cheng on the back.
Chen Cheng smiled shyly: "Hi, godfather, my name is Chen Cheng, Erdong Chen, the orange of the fruit orange."
"We are the Chen family, all right." The old man laughed. "It's cold outside, let's go inside and chat."
Song Jili brought Chen Cheng into the house, to the entrance, and bent down to help her put on shoe covers.
They arrived at the perfect time, just at dinner time.
Mr. Chen was in a good mood and insisted on having a couple of drinks with Song Jili.
Song Jili politely declined: "Father, I drove today."
"It's not like we don't have a room for you at home. Stay here with Xiaocheng tonight!" Mr. Chen's face turned red after drinking only half a glass of white wine.
"If not, let Xiaoyao take you there." Mr. Chen pulled his grandson who was sitting next to him.
The topic turned to Chen Shixiu again.
Mr. Shen said, "Xiaoxiu, you are one year older than Xiaoji. It's time for you to consider starting a family."
Mrs. Chen patted Mr. Chen on the arm and spoke for her grandson: "Xiao Yao just returned to China this year and is busy with work, so he doesn't have the time."
I thought the old lady was considerate of her grandson, so she continued, "You have to get married by the end of this year at the latest."
Song Jili snickered, and Chen Cheng squeezed his hand on her knee and reminded him of his etiquette with her eyes.
"Last year when I came to visit my godfather and godmother, I was the one who was urged. Things have changed." He whispered in her ear.
Chen Cheng ignored Song Jili and sat there obediently.
Chen Shih-tung remained calm and replied calmly, "I'll consider it."
"Don't be perfunctory to your grandfather." Mr. Chen knew his grandson too well. He used to be able to be perfunctory to others without batting an eyelid. After several years of experience abroad, his skill in being perfunctory has become even more perfect.
Chen Shixiu: "I'm not being perfunctory, don't worry."
Mr. Chen confirmed it again and again, as if he was telling the truth.
"That's more like it." Mr. Chen said to Song Jili and his wife, "If you have someone suitable, you can introduce her to him. His mother introduced several of her friends' daughters to him, but he didn't go to meet them. It made his mother very worried."
Song Jili and Chen Shixiu looked at each other for a while, and he smiled and said, "Maybe I didn't introduce the right person. I asked my second sister-in-law to try harder."
Chen Shixiu glanced at Song Jili, hesitating to speak. Finally, he stood up, filled the glass with wine, and pushed it in front of him: "Drink it, I'll give it to you later."
I think he talks too much.
After dinner, old lady Chen felt like playing mahjong and insisted on dragging them to play a few rounds.
"My godmother loves to play mahjong, but due to her status, she is afraid of being rumored to play it outside, so she can only play a few rounds with family members during the holidays." Song Jili held Chen Cheng's shoulders and sat down at random.
Chen Cheng asked in a low voice: "So strict? What did your godmother do before?"
"People's Congress representative." A word that sounded both red and professional popped out of Song Jili's mouth.
Chen Cheng took a look at the three of them and felt that none of them were simple characters.
If I'm not mistaken, three generations of the Chen family have been in politics, maybe more than three generations. It's hard to ask for more specific details. The more established families are, the less they like to talk about these things in depth. They keep things mysterious, act low-key, and hide their shortcomings in order to protect themselves.
Chen Cheng’s skills were not good and he did not dare to go into battle. There were not enough people, so in the end the old lady and the old man played against each other, sitting opposite each other.
Song Jili and Chen Shixiu are good at playing cards and have good luck. In the first and second sentences, they played a self-drawn card of the same suit and a flower on the gang, followed by seven small pairs and a pong pong.
Mr. Chen, who was focusing on participating, had a smile on his face the whole time. On the contrary, Mrs. Chen became more excited after losing and happily shouted, "Continue!" It was obvious that she really liked playing mahjong and didn't mind losing as long as she could play.
The two of them took turns to win a few sentences, then looked at each other tacitly, observed the situation, and made cards for Mrs. Chen, allowing her to win twice.
"That's enough. I don't want to play anymore. You all know how to make me happy." Old Mrs. Chen pushed the cards forward, knocking down the 'Great Wall' that she hadn't touched yet.
"Did you see it?" Song Jili asked.
Old Mrs. Chen groaned, "You two didn't yell when I was able to masturbate a few times, so I knew you were just trying to make me happy. I appreciate your kindness, and we'll play again next time."
When I got up from the mahjong table, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
Before leaving, Mr. Chen and Mrs. Chen each gave Chen Cheng a big red envelope.
Chen Cheng couldn't refuse it, so he could only keep it.
Chen Shixiu didn't drink and drove Song Jili and Chen Cheng home.
It was windy outside. When he opened the door, cold wind blew in. Chen Cheng couldn't help but pull his windbreaker tighter.
Song Jili was only wearing a sweatshirt. He held her in his arms to shield her from the wind blowing from the hunt.
On the way to the parking lot, Song Jili and Chen Shixiu chatted.
"Are you planning to go out again this time?" Song Jili asked.
Chen Shiyao said calmly, "It's probably difficult. If I apply again, they will invite my leader to their home as a guest."
"Don't bother yourself. When you left a good place to stay and went to a small country that was not peaceful, your second sister-in-law couldn't sleep all night. If she knew that you had been a war correspondent for half a year... I dare not imagine how she would react." Song Ji advised him, "You have suffered enough, just settle down."
Chen Shixiu glanced at Chen Cheng and said to Song Jili, "You said it so easily. Maybe my mother knew you were coming and came to you to persuade me."
"I called before coming here. My second sister-in-law is just concerned about me, so we were too lazy to talk about you." Song Jili would certainly not tell Chen Shixiu that his mother called and asked him to help introduce a blind date.
"How about I introduce it to you later?" Song Jili asked.
Chen Shixuan glanced over coldly: "You are worrying about nothing."
Song Jili: "It's normal for elders to worry."
"Don't take advantage of others. Be more steady in front of your wife." Chen Shixiu was too lazy to talk nonsense with Song Jili and asked about Chen Cheng's situation.
"Is it completely healed?"
"Of course, it's perfect." Song Jili hugged Chen Cheng, "Perfect."
Chen Cheng felt embarrassed and pushed him gently, warning him with his eyes to say less exaggerated words.
Chen Shih-tsung joked, "You learned sign language specifically back then, so won't it be useful in the future?"
"Specially?" Chen Cheng turned to look at Song Jili, "Didn't you learn it in the army?"
It was rare to see Chen Shixiu smile, although it was just a very light nasal laugh.
"Where do the test pilots in their army learn?" Chen Shixiu asked deliberately.
Chen Cheng simply said: "It's not very convenient for pilots to communicate after wearing the equipment. They need to use sign language, right?"
She always thought that Song Jili learned sign language as a job requirement.
"Apart from a few basic flying gestures, they can communicate through this." Chen Shixiu pointed to the location of the ear.
Chen Cheng suddenly realized, how could he forget that they could use headsets to talk! He actually ignored such a big detail.
"Why did you learn sign language?" Chen Cheng asked curiously. Did you have a bad experience like her that caused you to lose your ability to speak? Chen Shixiu seemed to know a lot about this. Did you learn it while you were recuperating in Beijing?
"He took a long vacation and stayed at my house temporarily. He was quiet and my eldest brother joked that he should just learn sign language because we didn't know how to communicate with him. He immediately found a sign language class the next day. He was bored at home anyway, so although he learned sign language, at least he was willing not to do anything dangerous. My family members found it puzzling, but they supported him." After Chen Shixiu finished speaking, he smiled mysteriously, pressed the unlock button, and the car lights in the distance flashed. He walked out to find his car.
Only two people were left standing on the roadside.
Chen Cheng looked at Song Jili, waiting for his response.
After a long while, Song Jili couldn't find a good excuse, so he lied and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. I also learned extreme rock climbing and racing at the time. I took the leave because I had nothing to do at home, so I just killed time."
Chen Shiyao drove over, parked next to them, and rolled down the window: "It's cold outside, how about I take you home and talk later?"
Song Jili patted the roof of the car: "You are seeking revenge on purpose, right? According to seniority, I am your second uncle."
"Forget it." Chen Shiyao rolled up the car window, sat in the car and waited, without urging them.
Chen Cheng was puzzled: "Revenge?"
"At that time, I took leave to recuperate, and he was dumped by his ex-girlfriend. We were in the same boat, so our relationship was pretty good. Now I have a happy family, but he is still alone. I even teased him about his blind date with my godfather and stepmother, and I must have felt unhappy." Song Jili said, "He is a bad guy."
"Stop making up stories about others." Chen Cheng didn't believe a word Song Jili said.
Song Jili felt very wronged because he was met with contempt after telling the truth.
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After returning home, Chen Cheng went upstairs to take a shower, and Song Jili followed him to the bedroom.
After washing, Chen Cheng lay on the bed, with no intention of communicating with him.
"Baby, this is my second time staying at your place, can't you please take good care of me?" Song Jili asked.
Chen Cheng put down the tablet in his hand and said, "Aren't there pajamas prepared for you in the closet by Butler Gu? What else do you want?"
Of course I want her concern!
Song Jili turned and went into the cloakroom, feeling resentful in his heart. Chen Shixiu said a few words to him and the couple started arguing, and he disappeared quietly.
He should say what he should say, worthy of being a diplomat, good tactics.
After taking a shower, Song Jili sat down on the bed where Chen Cheng was sleeping and wiped his hair as if nothing had happened.
Chen Cheng looked around the house.
This position is close to the door, so I thought he was accustomed to sleeping closer to the door.
She moved to the other side, voluntarily giving up her seat, and continued reading comics on her tablet.
She is following Yu Qing's comics, but she hasn't had time to catch up since she learned her pen name.
She helped to revise several of the paintings of empty space, and Yu Qing would be very considerate to sign her name on them.
I felt strange to see the two pen names Chunrou and Yuzhi together in the blank space next to it.
Yu Qing’s readers did not recognize her, perhaps because they were from different circles and did not know that her affairs had been making a lot of noise on the Internet during this period.
Yu Qing is a kind-hearted girl. As long as you are nice to her, she will give you everything she has.
Two days ago, he said that he would pay Chen Cheng royalties and not take advantage of him.
Chen Cheng didn't take it and asked her to owe it all first and treat her to dinner when she has time.
Yu Qing actually wrote it down seriously in her memo, and said that she would make a good restaurant guide, and when they met next time, she would take her to eat in Beijing.
Thinking of this, Chen Cheng checked his schedule and found that he had nothing to do the day after tomorrow afternoon, so he might as well ask Yu Qing to go out and talk.
She sent a WeChat message to Yu Qing, asking: [Qingqing, are you free the day after tomorrow? I came to Beijing North for work, and I want to ask you out for dinner this afternoon.]
Yu Qing replied immediately: [Sorry, Sister Chengzi, I am in the graduation season recently, I have to prepare my thesis and update quickly, so I may not have time. When I am done with this, I will fly to Jiangdu to find you! ]
Chen Cheng: [No problem, you go ahead and do your work, we’ll meet again when we’re free. The comics are pretty good, I’m almost at the latest chapter, keep going.]
Yu Qing sent a few cute emojis, and it was obvious that she was very happy.
Yu Qing: [Boss, no one who praises me will be as happy as you.]
Chen Cheng laughed: [To make me happy? ]
Yu Qing: [I’m serious. My previous painting skills were nothing. After I started working part-time with you, you taught me a lot of techniques. I took countless master classes for free.]
To her, Chen Cheng's praise is the teacher's praise, and every student will be happy to receive praise from the teacher.
Chen Cheng was deeply engrossed in the conversation when a head suddenly came towards his shoulder.
"Who are you talking to that makes you so happy?" Song Jili asked.
Chen Cheng turned his phone upside down and stuffed it under the pillow: "It's none of your business."
"Chengzi, if we really quarrel, we will fall into Chen Shixiu's trap." Song Jili lay down next to Chen Cheng.
Chen Cheng turned his back to him and said, "It's not good to say bad things about people behind their backs."
"Tell the truth." Song Jili snorted contemptuously.
It is said that capitalists have many means, but politicians are the most cunning and use extraordinary means.
"When I came to Beijing North to find you, the yellow sports car I drove was lent to me by Chen Shixiu's cousin. He said that girls would like it, and I actually believed it." Song Jili felt that he had been badly cheated.
Chen Cheng turned around and said, "His cousin may be right. I don't know if other girls like it, but I can't look at it directly because the paint on the car is different shades. It feels... ugly."
To ordinary people, it looks like a normal bright yellow, but to her it looks like some light and some dark, with another color overlapping at the intersections.
The colors are messed up and very ugly.
Song Jili, who finally found out the reason, found it funny. "I thought you disliked me, but your eyes kept on me, and I felt that you didn't dislike me in any particular way."
"Because you're wearing black," Chen Cheng said, "large areas of white and black make me feel comfortable. I can see any color that I feel comfortable with, and there will be no feeling of color confusion."
Song Jili's fingertips were close to her eyes, about to touch her eyelashes, and she closed her eyes.
The warm fingertips wander around the eye sockets, like caressing a piece of beautiful silk. It feels so comfortable that I don’t want to let go.
Chen Cheng felt itchy, grabbed his hand and opened his eyes.
The floor lamp in the room was not turned off, and the light shone on his handsome profile, seeming to add to his divinity.
So far away, yet so close.
Just like the feeling he gives people now.
"Song Jili, why didn't you tell me?"
"Um?"
"Is your past...bad?"
Her voice softened.
"If it's not good, then don't say it."
Talking about bad memories makes people feel uncomfortable.
She was deeply touched by this.
“It’s pretty dark,” he said.
Chen Cheng denied it without thinking.
"No, I said, in my eyes, black is also colorful."
"At least, that's what I see."
The Song Jili in her eyes was not gloomy, but colorful.
Just like the glitter on the water, it sparkles with vitality.
Song Jili held Chen Cheng in his arms, lowered his head, and put his nose against the top of her head.
His Chen Cheng is really good, really good, better than anything in the world.
He never spoke of this final action except to his psychiatrist.
"Because of an accident during a mission, the test flight did not go as planned. However, in order to obtain more extreme data, we did not abandon the plane. We did not want all our efforts to go to waste. We wanted to save the data, but we could not save it. We had to abandon the plane and escape. However, the cabin door would not open. After trying for a long time, we finally broke through the window and escaped the second we landed. If it was a second later, the plane would crash and we would melt in the high temperature and be dead."
"Although no one was killed or injured, my comrades who were on the mission will have to use wheelchairs for the rest of their lives. This is the best possible outcome. If it was any worse, we would both have died there. The last operation left a shadow on me, and my mental state was not suitable for flying. I didn't want to work in the R&D department after graduating from university, and I was angry with my parents. I didn't dare to tell them about the accident, and only told my godfather. He drove to the military region to pick me up, and I recuperated in Beijing for half a year."
Chen Cheng thought of the scar on Song Jili's arm, and relying on his memory, he touched it.
"Left behind then?" she asked.
Song Jili: "Yes, it was left behind when the ship was breached."
Although the wounds were deep enough to expose the bones, the two men survived, so losing a hand was not a big deal.
Chen Cheng stroked the scar with his slender fingers. "This is a medal, not an ugly scar."
She bent down and kissed him.
Because he had been injured before, he rarely used his right hand after it healed, and would never touch it, as if the nerves around the wound were blunted.
As the hot and wet kiss fell, his chest tightened, and then his blood vessels expanded, and he felt the heart in his chest beating wildly.
Song Jili raised his hand and pressed her shoulders, his voice hoarse: "Don't kiss randomly."
It's not a kiss at all, it's a fire.
Chen Cheng raised his eyes and just looked at him straight.
She kissed him again, running her tongue over the healed cut.
Song Jili took a deep breath and pinched her lower body with his right hand. The veins on his arm bulged and the smooth scar became rugged, a little ugly, but full of sexual tension.
"Do you want to be raped?" Song Jili asked with a chuckle.
He pinched her chin so hard that Chen Cheng couldn't speak and patted his hands.
The savage power wrapped around her tightly, and her hand touched the back of her neck and took control of it easily.
Chen Cheng's hands trembled slightly, and he felt that she was a little nervous.
Instead of running away, she rubbed her back against his palm like a cat trying to please.
The soft hair brushed against his rough skin. He didn't have the patience to continue dawdling, so they went straight to the bottom and connected closely.
It was wrapped tightly and he didn't pause to let her adjust.
Keep chiseling.
The bed was rocking but luckily it was of good quality so there was no noise.
Chen Cheng felt the bed curtains fluttering and dizzy, so he closed his eyes.
She had already prepared herself for the party to last until late at night, but Song Jili deliberately played tricks on her, and she wished it would end right away.
Every time when he was about to reach the top, he controlled the rhythm and slowly stopped.
After repeating this several times, Chen Cheng felt like he was going crazy from being tortured.
He was controlling his height, playing it even more extreme than doing it three times in a row.
She kneed him in the ribs in dissatisfaction.
Song Jili said in a wild tone: "Baby, scream, I will let you feel good if you hear it."
Chen Cheng was about to bite his lower lip, and Song Jili, who had stopped, moved suddenly.
She gasped.
Just a small sound was enough to make him lose his mind.
He held her waist, leaving fingerprints, and did not allow her to move back.
At the end, the man's low panting covered her breathing.
Song Jili had a feeling that Chen Cheng would push him away and run away, so he hugged her tightly and said, "...Don't you want to exchange secrets?"
Chen Cheng didn't have the energy to respond.
He kissed her cheek and said softly, "During the six months of recuperation in Beijing, my godfather and his family were afraid that I would get into trouble if I played extreme sports without protection, so they enrolled me in other interest classes. I chose the class with the least people and learned Chinese and English sign language. Because some people in the class were very poor at English, the progress of the entire class was very slow, so I often skipped classes to play parachuting and racing."
"I'll go run the water and take a shower later." He stopped and walked away.
Chen Cheng sat up in a daze and rolled up the quilt, feeling that the story had not yet begun and was not yet finished.
"And then?" she asked.
"That's all."
"Is it over? There is no further follow-up?"
"What's next?" Song Jili said with a weird smile, "Does the sex I just had with that slow-learning girl count?"
Chen Cheng was confused and his first reaction was to pick up the pillow and throw it at Song Jili.
Why is this person talking nonsense?
Song Jili picked up the pillow with a smile, patted it, and put it on the cabinet next to him.
The one he lost was the one he slept with, and it couldn't be dirty.
Chen Cheng lowered his head, constantly trying to regain his senses and sort out the information in his mind.
So they had met before?
Wasn’t it the first time we met at the Song family’s blind date party?
Even so, he didn't have to choose her as his marriage partner...
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