☆, Chapter 59: Coaxing Mr. Wen
In Qianyue Bay, Shu Wanning placed a small table on the bed and put the computer on it.
The sound of the keyboard tapping was somewhat hypnotic, and she began to wonder if she was just getting older and not as motivated as she used to be.
When Wen Yuci came back, she had already finished writing two draft chapters. When she heard the knock on the door, she answered it.
Readers said that two chapters a day were not enough, so she looked at the article she had already scheduled for publication.
She added silently in her heart: I will update for you in a few days.
Wen Yuci opened the door, with a coat and tie draped over his arms, his shirt collar open, revealing a section of his collarbone.
His face was a little red from drinking, and Shu Wanning's eyes fell on his Adam's apple.
"Did you drink a lot?" she asked.
"fine."
He leaned against the door without moving, but Shu Wanning saw a rare loneliness in his eyes.
The two of them stared at each other from across the room, and Shu Wanning frowned in confusion.
Wen Yuci shook his head: "It's okay, just to see what you are doing."
He put his hand on the door handle and smiled at her as he closed the door: "Good night."
As the door closed, Shu Wanning moved the computer and desk aside.
She was not a piece of wood, so how could she not see that he was in a bad mood?
She was wearing a white suspender nightgown, and when she picked up her coat, she suddenly changed her mind.
In the bedroom, Wen Yuci threw his coat on the sofa and unbuttoned his shirt. When he was unbuttoning the last button, there was a knock on the door.
"Wen Yuci, open the door."
He opened the door with his shirt half open, and his eyes moved when he saw the person at the door.
She was wearing a white silk nightgown, the fabric shimmering softly.
The chest is decorated with lace and the neckline is a bit low.
The thin rope of the suspenders seemed like it would break if you applied too much force.
He pulled her in and took the coat he had just thrown away and tried to put it on her.
His hand, which was holding up his clothes, stopped in mid-air. Shu Wanning held his wrist and looked at him.
"Mr. Wen is in a bad mood, let me comfort him."
Hearing this, Wen Yuci chuckled softly, threw his coat aside, and asked, "How are you going to coax Mrs. Wen?"
Shu Wanning's eyes fell on his chest muscles and she reached out to lift his shirt.
She laughed: "I was planning to throw myself on him to comfort him, but unfortunately my period didn't allow it."
He stretched out his long arm and brought the person into his arms. Shu Wanning's hand gently lifted his shirt and half hung on his arm.
Looking thin when dressed and having muscles when undressed probably describes Wen Yuci's appearance.
She is 1.72 meters tall, not short, but he is 1.87 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.
His muscles tensed, his gaze fixed on her face, one hand restraining her waist.
She raised her hand and gently placed it in front of him, pressing her fingertips quietly, causing his chest to tremble.
She looked up at him and asked, "Want to talk?"
He remained silent for a long time, and Shu Wanning lost his patience.
Suddenly, Wen Yuci lowered his head and wanted to get closer, but she raised her hand and turned his face away.
She turned around and was about to leave, with Wen Yuci's shirt still hanging on him, like someone who had just been teased.
He clicked his tongue and pulled the person back before Shu Wanning opened the door, holding the person in his arms with one hand on the door.
He reached out and touched her cheek, his fingertips slowly moving down her slender white neck.
His hands moved to her shoulders, gently lifting the string of her suspenders and slowly wrapping it around his fingertips.
He lowered his head, kissed the corner of her lips, and laughed hoarsely: "Don't come to me wearing so little next time."
Shu Wanning put her arm around his waist, looked up at him and chuckled, "Mr. Wen is more tolerant than I thought."
"Of course I have to hold it in."
He lowered his voice to hide the bitterness in his heart: "Otherwise, what if Mrs. Wen gets tired of me one day and suddenly runs away?"
Her arms around him tightened unconsciously, as if he could read her heart.
She pretended to be calm and composed, a smile flickering in the corner of her eyes: "Isn't Mr. Wen always a master of strategy?"
"That's for others. You are not others."
Shu Wanning suddenly wanted to kiss him.
So I did it, standing on tiptoe to kiss him on the lips and gently sucking his lower lip.
Wen Yuci stood there without moving, letting her kiss him, only holding her waist for fear that she would lose her balance.
He didn't take off his glasses. Shu Wanning took them off and said, "Don't wear glasses at home in the future."
"good."
Seeing that he was in a much better mood, Shu Wanning blinked and deliberately asked him, "Do you need me to sleep with you?"
Her eyes were full of purity, and Wen Yuci felt that this made his thoughts seem particularly complicated.
He rubbed the corner of her eye with his fingertips and chuckled: "Then I don't have to sleep."
The strap of her nightgown slipped down, revealing a little bit of her underwear. He put the strap back in place and smiled at her with a curved lip.
"Go back to sleep."
"oh."
Shu Wanning quickly opened the door, closed it, and the person inside tore off his shirt and threw it on the sofa beside him.
He stood at the window, lit a cigarette, and looked at the low building at the northernmost end of the manor.
He remembered very clearly that his mother said that there were many servants in the house and it was inconvenient for them to come and go, so she built a dormitory for them there.
But after so many years, only Aunt Jing and Uncle Qiao stayed.
Yang Man and Wen Yuanguo are about to return to the old house, and there is worry in his eyes.
I am worried about my grandma's health and about how I will get along with Yuming in the future.
I'm also worried that they will reach out to Shu Wanning.
I drank a lot of wine that night, and after a brief relaxation, I had to face everything that was about to happen.
He took out his cell phone and called Yan Hao. After giving him a few instructions, he put out his cigarette, and a determined look appeared in his eyes again.
The next morning, when Shu Wanning got up, Wen Yuci was already working out upstairs.
She sat at the dining table, rubbing her stomach. Aunt Jing placed breakfast on the table and asked, "Young Madam, are you feeling unwell?"
Shu Wanning shook her head slowly: "I'm just a little hungry."
She didn't sleep well at night and felt listless and listless.
When Wen Yuci came downstairs, she was drinking coffee and had eaten half of the croissant in front of her.
"Are you full?" he asked.
Seeing her nod, he stuffed the remaining half of the croissant into his mouth, and after a moment he asked:
"It's the weekend today, and Cen You and his wife are preparing for their wedding. Do you want to go?"
Shu Wanning was halfway through shaking her head when she suddenly remembered that Qiu Yuerong had invited her to play two days ago.
She nodded and said, "Okay."
Outside the door, Uncle Qiao drove his four-wheeled cart to the door, and then came in carrying a bunch of express deliveries.
"Young Madam, your delivery has arrived."
He took it two or three times, about twenty or so.
Wen Yuci took a look and asked, "What did you buy?"
Shu Wanning signaled Xiaomei to open the express. Looking at the table full of cups of different styles, Wen Yuci became even more curious.
Shu Wanning: "Your cup is so ugly."
"Then why buy so much?"
Shu Wanning checked them one by one and introduced them to him: "This transparent one and the one with a straw are for drinking water.
The one with the flower is for drinking coffee, and this one is for drinking milk..."
She talked for a long time, and Wen Yuci touched the cup closest to him and asked, "Is there any for me?"
"No."
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