Chapter 74
Chapter 74
That night, Shu Yao watched a play and chatted with Qian Manqing, and did not return to his room until very late.
Everything is as usual.
After Shen Ye entered the bedroom, he walked to the closet and helped her get a change of pajamas. He did not mention the ten thousand yuan the whole time.
Could it be that he forgot?
It’s just right to forget.
Shu Yao happily took it, turned and walked into the bathroom, but she didn't expect Shen Ye to follow her in.
With a click, the bathroom door was locked.
The danger warning in Shu Yao's head buzzed, and she turned around alertly: "What are you doing?"
"Since you've already spent the money—" Chen Ye slowly unbuttoned his shirt, with an undisguised wickedness in his eyes, "wouldn't you like to enjoy the service?"
Here it comes.
He finally came.
Shu Yao watched him undress, her face flushed, and her heart beat faster involuntarily, but as he approached step by step, Shu Yao slowly calmed down.
She calmly placed her pajamas on the rack next to her, looking ready to be served, but her words stumbled a little: "Well, then you should work harder, otherwise I won't give you a five-star rating."
"Okay." Chen Ye smiled and picked her up horizontally.
Shu Yao let out a soft cry and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
The round bathtub was steaming and had a faint fragrance. It was given to her by Qian Manqing to help her relax and sleep, but at this moment, Shu Yao felt that it probably wouldn't have any effect.
She lay leisurely in the hot spring, nibbling at it vaguely, like a fish looking for food.
The lake bottom is winding, but the fish have skillfully found their habitat and nimbly dived in.
Shen Ye's body temperature seemed to be hotter than the water in the fish tank. His kiss fell gently on the corner of her mouth. It was extremely gentle at first, slowly caressing her lips.
The movements in other parts of the body were also very gentle.
But gradually, his breathing became slightly faster. He pried open her teeth and touched her with his flexible tongue tip, with an irresistible force.
Water splashed on Shu Yao's bent knees, bringing a subtle itch.
Even the skin that was not exposed to water was wet, and it was hard to tell whether it was water or sweat.
Shu Yao closed her eyes tightly, her face flushed, and her right hand gently grasped the hair on the back of his head, as if she had grasped an anchor that gave her peace of mind on the surging sea.
Shen Ye did not stop moving, leaned over to her ear, and his voice with a smile seemed a little hoarse: "Are you comfortable?"
Shu Yao's confused mind gradually realized that everything at this moment seemed familiar.
She had had similar dreams before.
But dreams can never be compared with reality. The trembling feeling in the body seemed to be magnified a hundred times under the stimulation of warm water.
Nose tip against nose tip, Shen Ye rubbed it gently.
The breaths of the two people seemed to blend together, sticky and inseparable.
Chen Ye has always been a very frank person in this regard. When the two of them are together, he never seems to think that this matter is difficult to talk about. Whenever she frowns, he will ask her if she is feeling uncomfortable and if she wants to change.
Some words that once made Shu Yao blush, in his mouth, were like academic issues that could be discussed naturally. Just like he once said, any intimacy between husband and wife is normal.
Gradually, Shu Yao became bolder under his guidance and would dare to express her feelings during the process, but usually very briefly.
This time too, she hummed softly.
Chen Ye seemed to feel that the time had come and turned over.
Water droplets kept popping out of the bathtub, making the tile floor wet, but no one cared.
Shen Ye picked her up.
The first time Shu Yao sat on him, she felt a little uncomfortable. When she spoke, her voice was hoarse and she sounded particularly resentful: "You took the money, and you still want me to work hard."
Shen Ye chuckled and placed his right hand on her waist. The warm touch felt like the finest white jade.
"Don't you want to turn the tables and become the landlord?" Chen Ye's right hand went down and continued to make trouble. His eyes were scorching, burning every inch of her skin, but his tone was nonchalant.
"It's up to you."
"elder sister."
The word "sister" made Shu Yao fall completely.
From the bathtub to the marble next to the sink, and then to the bed, Shu Yao's final thought was that the ten thousand yuan seemed to be quite worth it.
A ray of colorful light shone through the gap in the curtains, dimly visible, and some cheers came from downstairs.
It seemed to be Qian Manqing's voice.
Chen Ye was cleaning up the mess in the bathroom. Although Shu Yao didn't have much strength, she was so curious that she pulled herself together and walked to the balcony to look down.
The wind was howling outside the window, and even the moonlight was cold, but warm lights were on in the courtyard.
Qian Manqing huddled aside wrapped in a down jacket, her eyes gently fixed on Chen Yu who was not far away.
Chen Yu squatted down and lit the fireworks with a lighter. As he stepped back, he naturally took Qian Man into his arms.
The moment the fireworks burst, they both looked up at the same time.
They didn't notice Shu Yao on the balcony, and didn't know what they were talking about. After a while, the fireworks faded, Chen Yu lowered his head, and gently kissed Qian Manqing on the corner of her mouth.
Shu Yao smiled and looked away embarrassedly.
She suddenly remembered the New Year's Eve she spent in Nanjiang during her senior year.
Fireworks are an indispensable part of the celebration on New Year’s Eve in a small county town, but not every family is willing to buy them. So when someone sets off fireworks, many people will go out to “get a taste of the fireworks”, and that is also the most lively time outdoors.
Shu Yao was an exception. She was tutoring Shen Ye in the online study room at the time.
Because he was abroad and had no concept of the Spring Festival, Shu Yao accommodated his schedule.
But unfortunately, Shu Yao had just parted ways with Shu Meiru at the dinner table before class. The trigger was that Shu Meiru felt that she was about to graduate and hoped that she would find a stable job, but she preferred to make filigree inlay her career.
The argument ended with Shu Yao's silence as usual.
So during class, Shu Yao's mood was always not very high, and even the gorgeous fireworks outside the window could not attract her attention at all.
On the other hand, Chen Ye, who was on the other end, probably heard the noise from her side and asked: [Are you setting off fireworks over there?]
Shu Yao hummed, and replied in voice: "The New Year is coming soon."
Shen Ye added: [Your voice doesn't sound happy.]
Shu Yao was not used to and did not like sharing her private affairs with others. If it were any other time, she would probably digest it herself, but on this lively and festive day, the depression in her heart almost made her breathless. Not to mention digesting it, she couldn't even suppress it.
The person on the other end of the Internet was almost a stranger to her, which gave her a sense of security. After all, after the tutoring was over, no one would know each other and no one would remember each other.
Impulsively, Shu Yao blurted out: "I had a fight with my mother."
This was the first time the two of them talked about anything other than tutoring.
Shen Ye sent a message: [What happened? ]
Shu Yao hesitated for a moment, briefly recounting what happened at the New Year's Eve dinner, and finally sighed helplessly, "It's not that I couldn't confront her head-on, disregard her feelings, and follow my own path, but I couldn't. So... I felt powerless. It seems I'm so used to being a good, well-behaved kid that I can't suddenly turn bad."
There was no reply from the other end.
Shu Yao laughed self-deprecatingly, thinking he couldn't think of a solution either. The next second, he saw two words appear on the chat board:
【Shu Yao.】
He always called her "Teacher Shu", and this was the first time he called her by her name.
Although she knew that the other person should be about the same age as her, she was still stunned for a moment when she saw these two words before she reacted.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
HDP: [I don’t want to be a good child who follows the rules, nor do I want to be a bad child who disobeys my mother.]
HDP: [How about pretending to obey but actually disobeying?]
His words instantly awakened Shu Yao.
Since there is no solution, she can choose a compromise first.
So after graduation, she did not return to Nanjiang, but stayed in Fuchuan and found a job that made Shu Meiru quite satisfied. Because she was far away from home, Shu Meiru naturally did not know that in addition to her work, she had not actually given up her career in filigree inlay.
Shu Yao's thoughts were interrupted by a sudden warmth on her shoulders. She turned around and saw Chen Ye wearing only a thin pair of pajamas.
"Come out in the cold wind in the middle of the night?"
Shu Yao made a "hush" gesture and pointed to the courtyard, but when he looked down, he found that Chen Yu and Qian Manqing had entered the house without him noticing.
Shu Yao smiled faintly and said with emotion: "I just saw my parents setting off fireworks downstairs."
Shen Ye was not surprised: "My mother likes it and releases it every year."
Shu Yao took a look at his clothes, took off the thick down jacket from her own body, helped him put it on, and then got in consciously.
Her soft voice was muffled by her coat: "I hope we can still be this romantic when we reach our parents' age."
"Setting off fireworks is called romance?" Chen Ye wrapped her tightly in his coat, as if unwilling to accept it. "If you want to see it, I will set it off for you every day."
"This kind of thing is only romantic if you do it occasionally." Shu Yao put her arms around his waist and smiled, "I don't think I've told you yet, Happy New Year."
"I did."
"No?" After saying that, her cheeks suddenly began to feel hot and she buried her head again.
I remember now.
She did say that just now.
At that time, she felt like there was an air-filled balloon inside her body that was about to explode, but Chen Ye seemed to be teasing her on purpose, filling it with air and then letting it out a little.
He asked her if she had anything to say to him.
Shu Yao's vision was hazy. He vaguely saw the clock hand on the wall pass midnight, so he blurted out, "Happy New Year."
But Shen Ye was not satisfied: "Who is happy new year?"
"Chen..." The sudden force made Shu Yao let out a muffled groan, and she turned to call out "husband".
But Chen Ye was still not satisfied. In between kisses, he coaxed her softly, "Change another one."
Shu Yao met his expectant gaze with rapid breathing, and understood in an instant.
She put her arms around his neck, her face flushed as if she had been stained with rouge, and called out very softly, "Brother."
Shen Ye finally gave her pleasure.
Thinking of this, Shu Yao bit his chest through his pajamas, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed.
This person took her money and couldn't bear any loss.
Shen Ye didn't cry out in pain, but instead rubbed her head as if enjoying it.
After a while, Shu Yao finally remembered what he wanted to say: "By the way, what are your New Year's wishes?"
Shen Ye said: “There are two.”
Shu Yao looked up and asked, "Which two?"
"First, you say Happy New Year to me." Chen Ye said, "This has been achieved."
"What about the second one?"
“The second one—” Chen Ye lowered his head and kissed the top of her head. His tone sounded strong, but also slightly insecure.
"Every New Year from now on, you must be the first one to say Happy New Year to me."
No update tomorrow, but I will start updating the if line at 18:00 the day after tomorrow (the daily routine is not over yet, but I haven’t been very inspired recently). The if line is to go to Zhou Beichuan’s version, click to watch the high school puppy’s straight pursuit of love!
I also think my brother’s online love story is quite interesting. It goes something like this:
Online: Divorced single mother with children vs. poor male woodcarving artist
In reality: cool female star vs. mean-mouthed young master
I don’t know if anyone wants to read it. If so, I’ll write a few simple chapters about my brother’s love after I finish writing the extra stories about Brother Chen and Yaoyao.
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