Chapter 7 "Relax, it won't hurt."
He Siyu looked at the goose feather stick in Ni Yang's hand in a daze.
"My skills are pretty good, I will make you feel comfortable."
As soon as he finished saying this, Ni Yang felt something was strange. How did the vernacular words turn into obscene words?
He Siyu understood what she meant instantly. She wanted him to experience her ear cleaning skills.
Looking at the girl's expectant eyes, his pupils were dark and there was an ambiguous smile on the corner of his mouth.
In a seemingly reluctant state, under Ni Yang's gaze, he took two steps to sit on the chair next to the work table, straightened his back, turned his head, and opened his mouth with indifference and a hint of gentleness.
"bring it on."
Ni Yang smiled and said, "Okay."
She simply disinfected her hands with alcohol and walked behind He Siyu. Because she was going to shoot a video, her chair had no backrest.
She moved closer to the man and whispered, "Then I'll start."
"Um."
Ni Yang looked at He Siyu's ears, which were neither big nor small, and raised her hand nervously. When her fingers touched the man's slightly cold earlobe, the man's body was obviously startled.
"Relax, it won't hurt."
She has only briefly listened to her uncle, aunt and Ono so far. Apart from them, He Siyu is the first one.
She doesn't want to be too distant from her future husband as they will be living together in the future. She prefers a marriage where they respect each other and are close to each other.
Gently rub the earlobe, and let your fingertips run across the soft earlobe...
When Ni Yang approached He Siyu, his nostrils were suddenly filled with the unique fragrance of the girl, which was sweet but not greasy, hooking his dirty heart. His hands on his legs suddenly clenched, and his veins bulged.
As if afraid of hurting him, Ni Yang used very light force. The room was so soundproofed that he could clearly hear the girl's steady breathing behind him.
She touched him. Her hands were so soft and her body smelled so good that the suppressed madness exploded in his head.
Take her home, possess her, devour her, and make her completely yours.
Closing my eyes, the image of a naked woman begging for mercy with tears in her eyes lingers in my mind.
He forced himself to suppress the unusual heat in his crotch. The dream he had the night before seemed to have opened a door that was difficult to talk about. Facing Ni Yang, the self-control he had always been proud of was like a bubble, which disappeared at the slightest blow. He couldn't wait to take her back to his territory.
Ni Yang moved to the left side of He Siyu, and the goose feather stick gently swept across the earlobe, going deep and close enough that she could clearly see the man's trembling eyelashes.
His body was so tense that Ni Yang felt like she was torturing him.
"He Siyu, are you nervous?"
The man closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "No."
What a stubborn man.
Ni Yang admired He Siyu's beautiful ears, which were the most standard shape.
When she was about to switch ears, He Si opened his eyes and looked up at her.
"The other one will have to wait until next time. We have a lot to do this afternoon."
Ni Yang put down the goose feather stick in his hand and said, "Okay, then shall we go see grandpa and grandma first this afternoon?"
"We're going back to the old house. My father and stepmother will be there too. You don't have to pay attention to what they say, and you don't have to be polite to them."
He Si wanted to stand up and straighten his clothes, but he suddenly felt a burning sensation on his left ear.
Ni Yang's expression froze, and she looked at He Siyu with a complicated expression. She didn't ask why. Since he said so, he must have his reasons. She just had to obey him.
After coming out of the studio, Ni Yang went back to her room to tidy up her makeup and appearance, took the gifts she bought and went back to the He family's old house with He Siyu.
On the way, she turned her head to stare at the man's red ears, and her originally nervous mood suddenly relaxed a lot.
Suddenly the man turned his head, and the smile on Ni Yang's face froze. In order to hide her embarrassment, she lowered her head, coughed, and touched the high-grade leather on the seat.
“It’s a nice car.”
He Siyu didn't expose the girl's embarrassment and said, "If you like it, I'll give you one."
"That's so embarrassing."
"We are husband and wife."
What this means is that everything he gives away is legal and reasonable.
"I haven't got the certificate yet."
"It's just a matter of these two days. It makes no difference whether it's early or late."
He Siyu has always been confident and outspoken about the things he is determined to obtain.
The superior controlled the layout with ease, which was just a common occurrence for him. Ever since he agreed to cooperate with Ni Yang yesterday, she had already been his.
Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of an old Chinese-style house.
The housekeeper who had been waiting for a long time brought the gifts brought by Ni Yang with him and walked behind the two of them.
He Siyu held Ni Yang's hand and stepped over the threshold which was three inches and six centimeters high. There was a gentle breeze, water was flowing under the small bridge, and weeping willows brushed the water surface, creating ripples. They stepped onto the arch bridge. In the clear river, they could see golden carp swimming, and green bamboos dotted the emerald green.
Go through the corridor, side hall, and bluestone slabs to reach the main hall.
Mr. He and Mrs. He sat in the hall expectantly, and saw two figures, one black and one pink, getting closer and closer.
Coming to the lobby, you will see a good combination of Chinese and modern styles of decoration, top-notch mahogany furniture, excellent blue and white porcelain, and incense burners emitting a wisp of blue smoke.
The two elders sitting on the main sofa were all smiling as they looked at the wrinkles on their faces.
Sitting on the sofa on the side were He Siyu's father and stepmother, and on the other side sat the lazy and unrestrained He Ergongzi.
Ni Yang raised her pink lips into a faint smile, politely and appropriately.
He Si wanted to take Ni Yang to recognize everyone one by one. The more the old lady looked at Ni Yang, the more she liked her. The girl was wearing a pink dress in the style of Hepburn, with lively fox eyes, shallow dimples, and a bright and unrestrained look.
She smiled and waved at Ni Yang, "Good boy, come here, grandma."
He Si wanted to let go of Ni Yang's hand and motioned her to come over.
Ni Yang bent down slightly, took the old lady's hand which was raised in the air, and sat down next to her.
"grandmother."
"Hey." The old lady took a mahogany box from behind her and put it in Ni Yang's hand.
"This is a meeting gift from grandma. It's the He family's heirloom rosary beads, made of 108 pieces of imperial jadeite. Take a look, dear, and see if you like it."
When the box was opened, a string of priceless jade beads lay quietly inside. Ni Yang subconsciously wanted to refuse, but before she could say anything, the old lady's look suppressed her.
Wen Shuhua on the side could not sit still any longer. The thing she had been thinking about for half her life was given by the old lady to a girl she had just met. She had been courting the old lady for so many years, but she was not as good as the dead girl that He Siyu brought back.
She was so angry that her delicately maintained face was a little distorted at this moment. The rosary symbolized the power of the mistress of the He family. Giving it to a dead girl who was still wet behind the ears, the old lady must have become confused.
She suppressed her anger and said, "Mom, Miss Ni Yang hasn't married yet. Isn't it too early for you to give her such a valuable thing?"
The old lady didn't even look at Wen Shuhua, and gently and lovingly helped Ni Yang wear the rosary. Her fair wrist was wrapped in circles of emerald green.
"The rosary beads were originally for the future mistress of the He family. Yangyang is getting engaged to Siyu tomorrow. This is hers. Look how beautiful it looks on her."
The old lady held Ni Yang's hand and showed it to He Siyu who was standing beside her. Her somewhat blurry eyes looked at people with exceptional clarity.
In order to maintain the qualities of a lady, Wen Shuhua had to force a fake smile on her face.
Didn’t the old lady say that she was not worthy in front of so many people?
He Chuanhan beside him still had an expression as if it had nothing to do with him, sitting there calmly and indifferently.
Her son stared at He Siyu like a dog, and no one in the family was on her side.
Wen Shuhua was sulking alone, and the more she looked at Ni Yang, the more she disliked her. It was just that she had a good family background, and she was an internet celebrity who only showed off on the Internet. How could she compare to her who had worked diligently for the He family for so many years?
The He family hasn't had a girl for many years. When the old man saw a beautiful girl like Ni Yang, he liked her very much. But when he looked at his cold grandson, he suddenly felt that he had wasted such a good child.
With a wave of his hand, the butler understood and told the servants to bring out the prepared gifts.
The old man, who was used to being serious, said to Ni Yang seriously, "Girl, Grandpa doesn't have anything good to give you, so I collected some real estate, land, jewelry, and antiques to give to you. I hope you don't mind."
Ni Yang was flattered. Seeing Mr. He's serious expression, she responded seriously, "Grandpa, you're so polite. I brought gifts for you and grandma, too. I hope you like them."
The housekeeper moved all the gifts prepared by the old man to the hall, and also brought over the gifts brought by Ni Yang.
"Your grandma and I will like whatever you give me."
He Chuanhan handed a red envelope to Ni Yang, with a fake smile on his face that looked very much like Mr. He: "I'll just call you Yangyang."
Ni Yang smiled and nodded: "As you wish."
When he looked at He Siyu, a pair of eyes that looked very much like his mother's looked at him coldly, without any respect. The indifference and disgust were not concealed at all, and were openly displayed on the surface.
This eldest son has always been at odds with him and opposed him in everything. He was jealous of his talent and jealous that the old man gave Yi'an directly to He Siyu without going through him.
As his father, he had to work under his own son. He hated this child who should not have been born.
"Yangyang, Siyu is a very strong person. He is cold and indifferent to everyone. He doesn't care about feelings, is rigid and has no interest in anything. You will be wronged if you are with him."
The faint smile on Ni Yang's face slowly faded. She knew that He Siyu had a bad relationship with his father, but she never expected that such a close blood relative would speak ill of his son in such a hateful tone in front of her, his fiancée.
She looked at the expressionless He Siyu with a bit of heartache. The man noticed her gaze and turned to look at her.
There was no sadness in those calm eyes that she had imagined.
She smiled at him, turned around and stood on He Siyu's side with protective words.
"Uncle, please forgive Ni Yang's impoliteness. I want to say that He Siyu is very good to me. He is careful and gentle. I don't need him to be interesting. Life cannot be maintained by having fun."
"You still say such bad things about him in front of grandpa and grandma. It shows that you really treat him badly. This is not what a father should say. You should apologize to Si Yu."
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