Chapter 58 "Okay, let's change places."
Ni Yang was lying on the big bed of the private jet, with He Siyu rumbling in his heart.
Last night, after taking a shower, she sat on the sofa at the side of the room and took off the pajamas that Min Yan bought for her. To put it nicely, they were pajamas, but to put it bluntly, they were just a piece of cloth that could not cover anything.
She was taking out a white, sensual dress, pinching the thin fabric between two fingers. She looked at the dress with a complicated expression: a few straps and a layer of gauze. Could this be called a dress?
He Siyu suddenly came out of the bathroom. Ni Yang was so frightened that she was at a loss what to do. She covered herself with her clothes and pillow.
He Siyu's eyes were like an eight-fold mirror. Seeing her like this, he quickly walked to her side and opened his lips, which were soaked by water, slightly: "Baby, what are you hiding?"
She pressed the pillow and smiled without a hint of bitterness or sugar, looking into the man's expectant eyes and said ruthlessly: "It's nothing, it doesn't matter."
He Siyu glanced at the express bag on the carpet and the clothes box that had not been put away yet.
It says: Clothes that make men die on you.
Ni Yang followed He Siyu's gaze and her eyes widened. There was no need to make any unnecessary movements. She had a bitter look on her face.
She won't sleep well tonight.
He Siyu's eyes revealed nakedly possessive sexual desire as he stared down at Ni Yang's hairy head.
Her voice was low and sexy, with a lingering ending. "Under the pillow are the clothes that will make me die on you, right, baby?"
The words fell into Ni Yang's cochlea, and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
The back is a restricted scene.
He Si wanted to help her change into clothes with a few straps himself, and sat beside her with a burning look in his eyes. He took her hand and put it into his loose robe, pressing it against his abdomen.
Ni Yang's face was so red that blood seemed to be dripping out, and she might as well not be wearing any clothes.
There were two thin straps on her shoulders, and a bow tied by He Siyu on her chest. The area below was all made of tulle, hiding nothing.
The groove under the palm feels very nice to touch, but why is it moving downwards?
Ni Yang raised her watery eyes and glared at him, "Don't go too far on tomorrow morning's flight."
"Okay, let's change places."
"Um?"
"Hands, feet, legs, it's all fine. Do you feel it, baby? It's calling you. Just step on it and it will be very happy."
She was clearly wearing the least amount of clothes, yet she was scorching hot and wanted to take her ears off and throw them away.
This man is really a slut.
He Siyu saw that Ni Yang just stared at him without saying anything. She looked almost ripe. The bow on her chest rose and fell with her breathing. The already uncomfortable part of her chest felt even more uncomfortable now.
Ni Yang frowned and curled up her hand because of the burn. The man frowned suddenly, took a breath, and panted rapidly.
He stood up from the sofa and knelt on one knee on the carpet. The corners of his eyes were red, and he grabbed her ankles and begged, "Baby, please, use Yue Que to help me. I like you to step on me."
Ni Yang remembers this scene. She was a little drunk at that time, but it is different now. She is completely sober.
He Siyu was so tempting that she had no reason to refuse.
The price she paid was that she couldn't even get out of bed until the early morning.
In the morning, it was He Si who wanted to carry her on the plane. The man wore frameless glasses and was extremely abstinent. Who would have thought that at night he would hold her ankle and do something evil?
Ni Yang sat on the bed, watching TV series on her tablet, while the man was working at the table next to her.
The light from the notebook reflected on his glasses. The collar of his white shirt was slightly open, his sleeves were half rolled up, and the lines on his forearms were sharp and distinct.
His bony hands were flipping through the papers, his narrow eyes were lowered, and his long raven eyelashes hid the solemnity in his eyes.
This seemed to be her first time seeing He Siyu working. Netizens said that men are most attractive when they work in the field they are good at.
Ni Yang felt that He Siyu's face was always charming.
The man noticed Ni Yang's gaze. He looked up and met the girl's eyes. She was covered with a thin blanket and wore an apricot-colored tank top. The kiss marks from her shoulders to her collarbone and even into her neckline were all his marks.
He Si wanted to put down the documents in his hand, stood up, walked to the bed and sat down, looking at Ni Yang closely through the glasses.
The girl threw the tablet aside and raised her hand to help him push up his glasses.
"He Siyu, are you nearsighted? If you are, I don't often see you wearing glasses."
"I'm a little nearsighted, so I only wear it when I'm working."
"Oh, so next time we do it, can you do it with your glasses on?"
Ni Yang has let herself go, doing sex things with glasses on. She does something abstinent with an ascetic appearance, which is very exciting just to think about.
He Siyu brushed the back of his hand across the side of Ni Yang's face, outlining her contours, his thin lips adorned with an ambiguous smile, "So, baby likes this. I will satisfy you."
Ni Yang suddenly began to feel phantom pain in her waist, so she sent He Si to work and wanted to catch up on some sleep.
When she woke up, she had already arrived in Haishi. Ni Yang put on a light pink French stand-up collar long-sleeved belt dress.
Her foot was almost healed, and she was led off the plane by He Siyu wearing flat British leather shoes.
Hai City's airport has a cooperation with Yi'an. They took a private exit. As soon as they got out of the airport, the car that came to pick them up stopped by the roadside. They got in the car and headed to the flat in the city center.
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Qi Huaiyu returned to Hai City a day earlier than them. He entered his uncle's room on the second floor of the Lin family villa. The strong smell of cigarettes hit him in the face the moment the door opened.
He frowned subconsciously. A bearded man was lying on the high-end simple black bed.
Lin Ye saw Qi Huaiyu coming in and glared at him with his bloodshot eyes.
"Bastard, why don't you just die?"
His voice was extremely hoarse, and he grabbed the ashtray on the bedside table and threw it at Qi Huaiyu.
A very light, mocking sneer escaped his lips as he dodged the thrown ashtray.
Qi Huaiyu took his hand out of his pocket, bent down, and casually pressed it on the man's leg.
My legs have lost all feeling and I have no sensation at all.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how pitiful! Like a puddle of mud."
"You bastard, you're as ungrateful as your mother."
After the car accident, he woke up and was told that his spine was broken and he would have to lie in bed and struggle to survive. Before he could react, his father had another stroke and was admitted to the ICU. His position in the company was quickly replaced by Qi Huaiyu who had just returned.
It's easy to tell that these things couldn't be accidents. Qi Huaiyu had cut off all his external contacts.
Even his daughter was sent abroad by Qi Huaiyu.
Qi Huaiyu's face suddenly changed, and he picked up the porcelain cup on the bedside and smashed it on Lin Ye's head.
His head was broken and bleeding instantly, and the blood flowed down his face to his neck collar.
Lin Ye felt dizzy and fell to the ground in pain, his eyes blurred by blood.
He vaguely saw Qi Huaiyu's ferocious and gloomy face.
"Uncle, do you remember what you said the day my mother and I came back? You said my mother was blind, that I was hopeless, and that she was just giving us alms by letting us come back."
"Look at yourself now. Who is giving alms to whom?"
"Don't blame me. Who doesn't want to move up? It's you and grandpa who don't take me and my mom seriously. I can only tell you to shut up."
Qi Huaiyu pulled out a tissue and put it on Lin Ye's wound with a kind look. The man cried out in pain and raised his hand to push Qi Huaiyu away, but he was held down by Qi Huaiyu. Then he said gently, "Don't worry, I will take care of you until you are old. Who would be so ungrateful as to take care of their uncle until he is old? You should be content."
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