Chapter 119: Poor Technology
When it was all over, there was only a deep blue sky.
Cen Wan was wearing Shen Yixiao's shirt loosely, and kicked him without warning.
Shen Yixiao lowered his eyes and looked at her, his eyes and eyebrows showing satisfaction, without a trace of displeasure. Instead, he coaxed: "If you are not satisfied, kick her a few more times."
Cen Wan turned her face away, feeling puffed up. Since he was so submissive, she couldn't get angry at all.
She huddled in the sofa, her thin shoulders exposed, her fair skin covered with red marks.
Her skin was white and tender, and at this moment her body was covered with many marks. The hair on her temples was wet with sweat. Her little face was white with a rosy glow, and the corners of her eyes were wet and red, with a lingering dampness.
She has black hair, red lips, and her eyes are full of charm, seducing people without realizing it.
Shen Yixiao's eyes darkened slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly, but he still suppressed it.
If you do it again, it will really make people angry.
He suppressed his restlessness, picked her up sideways, and strode towards the bathroom: "Take a shower first, what do you want to eat tonight?"
Cen Wan lay on his chest, her fingers too tired to move. She let him serve her, her lips slightly parted: "Whatever."
Shen Yixiao quickly washed them both, changed her into pajamas, carried her back to bed, and touched her face: "Play by yourself for a while, I'll go cook."
Cen Wan rolled over to the inside of the bed with the quilt and muttered, "I need my phone."
Shen Yixiao went to the sofa in the living room to help her bring in her phone. He glanced at it casually and saw several more messages.
He didn't look at it any more and put the phone next to her: "Here, call me if you need anything."
He was bent over, Cen Wan was holding the phone, and when he stood up, she pulled his sleeve. Shen Yixiao paused: "What's wrong? Do you want me to accompany you?"
"No," Cen Wan shrank her fingers slightly, "Remember to clean up outside."
Shen Yixiao understood instantly, and a low laugh of joy filled his chest: "Don't worry, I'll ask someone to replace it with a new one."
Cen Wan buried her head in the quilt and said vaguely, "I don't want anyone else."
"Then what do you want? A husband?" Shen Yixiao teased her deliberately.
Cen Wan didn't say anything.
Shen Yixiao rubbed her head: "Come out quickly, don't get bored."
"I'll clean it up myself and won't let anyone else see it."
How could he let others see such a private matter?
After Shen Yixiao left, Cen Wan slowly raised her head from under the quilt, her fair little face flushed bright red.
She looked at the messages on her phone. Jiang Yuan had sent her a lot more:
How's your learning going? Is it useful?
【Do you want more? 】
Wan, why did you disappear again?
Cen Wan pursed her lips and quickly replied: [No, don’t send it to me again]
If she has a few more books, her waist will break.
Shen Yixiao always has his own twisted logic, and he can relate everything to what he wants to do.
Jiang Yuan: [Finally replied to me? What were you doing?]
[Fuck! Did I disturb you...?]
【Farewell (Holding fists)】
Cen Wan: [It’s over]
Jiang Yuan: [??? Oh my god, you're becoming more and more blunt with your words. Did you learn that from Mr. Chen?]
[After fighting for several hours, you still have the energy to reply to my message]
Cen Wan: [I learned this from you]
Jiang Yuan touched his nose: [How can you say that...]
Cen Wan chatted with Jiang Yuan for a while, and only put down her phone when Shen Yixiao came to call her for dinner.
Just as she was about to stand up, Shen Yixiao had already bent down and picked her up. She subconsciously hugged his neck: "What are you doing? I can walk by myself."
"Baby is tired, just rest."
Shen Yixiao placed her in front of the dining table. Her feet were hanging in the air, with nowhere to put them. She raised her foot and touched his trouser leg: "Shoes."
Shen Yixiao looked at her little movements, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "Right away."
While Shen Yixiao went to get her shoes, Cen Wan glanced at the middle of the living room. The sofa cover had been changed and the floor was clean and tidy.
But she still couldn't look directly at that place.
Hearing footsteps, she quickly looked away, pretended to be busy, picked up the chopsticks, and thought about which dish to eat first.
Shen Yixiao took in all her little movements, squatted down beside her, held her ankles and put her shoes on: "Are you satisfied with tonight's dishes?"
Cen Wan glanced at him and pursed her lips proudly: "It's okay."
"Then it seems I still have to work hard."
Shen Yixiao stood up, washed and dried his hands, and then sat down opposite her.
He put a piece of pork ribs in her bowl: "Try it."
Cen Wan took a bite and said, "It's just okay."
Shen Yixiao put on gloves and peeled a shrimp for her.
Cen Wan: "That's about it."
"What about the soup?"
"good."
Shen Yixiao put down his chopsticks and looked at the person who was being petty with him. He stood up, put his hands on the table, and leaned closer to her: "It seems that Wanwan has a lot of resentment?"
"So, what did Wanwan think of my performance this afternoon?"
His tone was ambiguous and vague, and Cen Wan blushed, and her rebellious nature immediately emerged.
"It's just average. The technique is too poor."
Shen Yixiao narrowed his dark eyes: "Poor skills? Then, let's discuss it further?"
Cen Wan: "Who wants to discuss this with you?"
Shameless.
Shen Yixiao looked down at her, his thin lips slightly parted, "Baby, if you're angry, why not let it out all at once?"
Cen Wan raised her eyes and met his deep gaze. The depths of his dark eyes were like the bottomless sea, hiding endless tolerance.
That little bit of pettiness turned into accusations of grievance:
"I didn't go out today!"
I stayed up so late last night, slept until noon, and then started all over again. The day passed without me getting anything done.
"What else?"
"I told you I didn't want to, but you didn't listen. And... you insisted on me sending a message at that time..."
Shen Yixiao stared at her lips that kept opening and closing, looked at her puffed-up little face, and moved his fingertips slightly.
So cute.
Want to pinch.
Want to kiss.
My wife looks good even when she is angry.
"Are you listening to me?"
"I'm listening," Shen Yixiao responded quickly, "It's all my fault. I'll definitely correct it next time, okay? Baby, you only start when I say start, and stop when I'm told to."
Despite his nice attitude, Cen Wan didn't respond. She pursed her lips and said nothing.
Shen Yixiao lowered his head and kissed her: "Good baby, eat first, I'll let you have a good rest tonight and go out tomorrow."
"Um."
Cen Wan responded softly, and the phone beside her suddenly rang.
She looked up and her expression froze.
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