Chapter 68 Eyebrow Drawing
◎"Don't give me a heads-up next time you kiss me"◎
Zhao Yan's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes became deeper.
The bra fell to the ground without being held firmly. Jiang Siyue bent down to pick it up in frustration. When she stood up, she saw Zhao Yan sitting on the stool, staring at her eagerly. Instinctively, she crossed her arms to block herself and asked hurriedly, "Why didn't you go out?"
Zhao Yan didn't answer, but bent his long legs to support himself, his voice unusually hoarse, "Come here, I'll help you."
Did he help me put on my bra? He took it off faster.
Sensing something was wrong, she grabbed her clothes and put them on herself. Zhao Yan was faster than her. After a quick kiss, they both fell on the bed. Jiang Siyue wanted to get up, but the soft mattress made her fall back and she rolled directly into Zhao Yan's arms, tightly wrapped around her.
"Zhao Yan..." Jiang Siyue's breathing was rapid.
"I've changed my mind." Zhao Yan supported himself on top of her with his backhand, his strong legs pressing against her sides, making it difficult for her to move. "I want another kind of compensation."
"No." Jiang Siyue touched the watch on his wrist, and the cool touch brought her back a bit of clarity. "We have to go pick out some clothes."
"We'll talk about it tomorrow."
Before she could finish her words, Zhao Yan's moist and cold kiss fell upon her, blocking the words she wanted to say, leaving only vague humming sounds.
Just when she was feeling dizzy, a small square piece was stuffed into her palm. The serrations on the edge were neatly arranged and it felt a little itchy when it poked her palm. Jiang Siyue opened her eyes, looking a little puzzled.
"Be good and help me." Zhao Yan pulled her arm and made her sit up.
She hadn't turned off the lights before, and now he pulled her up again. The situation before her was so clear that she could even see the texture. Her face flushed, and the small square in her hand felt like a hot potato. She threw it aside and turned her head away quickly, "You, do it yourself."
If people could spontaneously combust, Jiang Siyue felt that she was already close to that ignition point.
Zhao Yan didn't say anything. Unable to resist her curiosity, she secretly glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, and then -
His limp left hand was grabbed, and Zhao Yan stuffed the thing back in. His voice was hoarse and his breathing was uneven, not as bright and cheerful as usual. "I've helped you. This is called reciprocity."
After pondering for a while, his muddled brain failed to start up, "What's the matter?"
Zhao Yan glanced at the ground, and on the scattered clothes, she saw her black bra. The blood in her body suddenly boiled, "I want to wear it, you——"
"Yes." Zhao Yan agreed, holding her hand and tearing open the package. While she was stunned, he took her other hand and said gently, "Help me, it will be done soon."
In his right hand was an opened small square piece, and in his left hand was... When he looked up, he saw someone's black eyes full of lust. All his coldness and self-restraint disappeared completely.
Jiang Siyue looked at him with evil intentions, and pinched him hard with her left hand. Zhao Yan's face changed, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes. His voice trembled, "Wife..."
"Yeah." Jiang Siyue pretended to be aloof. After carefully identifying the front and back for a while, she leaned over and moved closer. After tossing around for a while, she finally succeeded. However -
Evil thoughts were clamoring in her cells, wanting to see Zhao Yan lose control, so she inadvertently moved closer and gently scratched him with the tip of her nose.
The expected tremor didn't come, replaced by Zhao Yan's action. Her rebellious hands were clamped by him, her waist hanging in the air. Zhao Yan leaned over and gently bit the tip of her nose, a wicked smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. "Love to play?"
Something seemed to be wrong, but with her limbs being clamped in various ways, Jiang Siyue could only turn her head away. She then faced him and said with a wry smile, "I was careless."
"It's okay." Zhao Yan's voice was cold, but the evil smile on his face remained unchanged. "I'll play with you to my heart's content!"
“Hmm—”
It is the dead of winter outside the window, with heavy snow falling, but inside the house the hibiscus tent is warm and the spring scenery is boundless.
This night left a deep impression on Jiang Siyue. From then on, she dared not light a fire easily. Once the fire in the old house started, it would cost her half her life to put it out.
There was no way to choose the clothes. After the SA delivered them, they were still unpacked and packed up and put on the plane. The wedding destination was New Zealand. Zhou Yan had chartered a plane. Zhang Ying and the others had already gone there. After learning that there were no acquaintances there, Jiang Siyue felt at ease and dozed off on Zhao Yan, letting him make all the arrangements.
The long flight was unbearable. After Jiang Siyue had slept enough, they still hadn't arrived. Zhao Yan was reading a magazine on the side. Jiang Siyue yawned, curiously leaned over, and said in a hoarse voice, "Teacher Zhao, you're secretly rolling again."
Zhao Yan straightened her head, which was about to fall off, handed her the magazine with a somewhat awkward look, and said, "Entertainment magazine, to kill time."
"Oh." Jiang Siyue moved away from his shoulder to testify, yawned again, and stared straight ahead with a dull look in her eyes, obviously not fully awake yet. Zhao Yan put down the magazine, turned his head and asked: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
Jiang Siyue shook her head, then nodded.
Zhao Yan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and called the flight attendant for her. After they finished ordering, Jiang Siyue looked out the dark window and asked, "Are you all going to have a wedding?"
"What do you mean by 'you guys'?" Zhao Yanchang folded his legs, his hands casually resting on his knees. "If you want to have a wedding, you can have it. If you don't want to have it, you don't have to."
The meal was served quickly and the topic came to an abrupt end.
After eating and drinking, Jiang Siyue fell asleep with a book in her hands again. When she woke up, she had arrived at the airport in New Zealand.
The formal wedding ceremony lasted three days, but including the arrangements and finishing work, we would have to stay in New Zealand for about five days in total. After leaving the airport, a car arranged by Zhou Yan came to pick us up immediately.
After a day of rest, the formal dinner was held the next day. During the dinner, Jiang Siyue went to see Min Sui, who was putting on makeup. She held Jiang Siyue and talked for a long time. After the makeup artist reminded her that there was not enough time, they hurriedly left.
When she returned to her room, there were still four hours before the evening party, which was plenty of time, so she leisurely began to change her clothes and put on makeup.
The clothes were delivered but she hadn't had time to look at them. Not knowing which one to wear on each day, Jiang Siyue simply unpacked them all. There were five sets in total, ranging from everyday clothes to light formal wear.
Jiang Siyue thought for a while and chose a goose yellow satin skirt with an A-line style, a simple cut, and hollowed-out waist and sides. There was no other unnecessary design.
Jiang Siyue changed her clothes and sat in front of the dressing mirror to put on makeup. After thinking for a moment, she turned around and asked, "Teacher Zhao, what are you wearing?"
Zhao Yan: "Black suit."
“…Nothing new.”
Zhao Yan sat behind her, watching her pick up this to apply a little, then pick up that to wipe a little. After a while, he stood up, stood behind her, and said, "Let me draw your eyebrows for you."
"Okay." Jiang Siyue handed him the eyebrow pencil.
Jiang Siyue's eyebrows were very neat, so she only needed to draw a few strokes at the end to lengthen them. She had already done one side, but when Zhao Yan stood in front of her with a serious face, she felt a little panicked for some reason, so she reminded him, "Just draw on my other side."
"Um."
A faint response came from above my head. The eyebrow pencil stopped at the end of my eyebrow. When it was swept out, I don’t know if it was because the person holding the pen was not me, but the line felt slightly itchy.
Zhao Yan's movements were gentle, each one a tickling sensation that quickly faded, almost imperceptible. Jiang Siyue lifted her chin slightly; they were so close she could even see the lines on his thin lips.
He seemed to have eaten dried fruits just now. A little bit of nutty fragrance was spreading from the corners of his mouth. Their breaths intertwined, and the fragrance became more and more. Jiang Siyue stared at it and couldn't help wanting to taste the flavor of "Zhao Yan brand" nuts.
"Okay." Zhao Yan stood up straight after finishing the painting, and Jiang Siyue only touched the corner of his mouth.
Meeting his dark eyes, Jiang Siyue rolled her eyes for a few moments and said, "I am—"
Zhao Yan leaned over and pecked the corner of her mouth. When their lips parted, Zhao Yan didn't rush to stand up straight. The corner of his mouth raised, "Why do I need to explain when I kissed you?"
Jiang Siyue raised her face, pursed her lips and smiled, "Then I'll kiss you again."
Before she finished speaking, Zhao Yan pecked her on the lips again, "Student Jiang, don't send a preview next time."
Jiang Siyue smiled and put her hand on his shoulder. She felt relaxed and her body seemed to be floating. She felt that she was wrapped in happiness at the moment, and this feeling made her smile uncontrollably.
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The dinner was not as old-fashioned and boring as a business banquet. It was a party full of entertainment. The meal was also served in buffet style. There were hardly any elders around. There were only energetic young people. After a while, everyone was having a great time.
Jiang Siyue was a little hungry, so after saying goodbye to Zhao Yan, she took her plate and went to the buffet area to get something. After picking up the food she liked, she sat in the dining area and ate slowly.
A completely unexpected person suddenly appeared in her sight. Jiang Siyue paused her chewing for a second, then quickly returned to normal.
A few minutes later, the stool in front of her was removed and Xie Xishu sat down in front of her with food. Jiang Siyue blinked and continued to eat unmoved.
This silence made Xie Xishu a little annoyed, and she was the first to speak: "Aren't you curious why I'm here?"
After Jiang Siyue finished chewing the steak in her mouth, she spoke slowly, "I'm not curious."
Xie Xishu was choked and said angrily: "Meng Ran and I are together."
This was within Jiang Siyue's expectations. Although she had only met the two of them a few times, anyone with eyes could see that Meng Ran had feelings for Xie Xishu, and it was only a matter of time before they were together.
"Congratulations." Jiang Siyue raised her glass calmly, not caring about Xie Xishu's reaction. She took a sip of champagne first, quenched her thirst, and continued eating.
"Honestly, I admire you. You didn't divorce even after all the trouble with the Yi family. You're really patient." Xie Xishu finished speaking and took a sip. Although she didn't go to the Yi family wedding, she had heard a lot of rumors. They were clearly talking about divorce, but in the end, they happily came to attend Min Sui's wedding.
Before Jiang Siyue could say anything, Xie Xishu continued, "But that's true. Marrying Zhao Yan always has many advantages! No wonder you can endure—"
Xie Xishu was silenced by a "bang". Jiang Siyue glanced at the fork dangling on the table, then stared at Xie Xishu and said, "Miss Xie, you are so much older than me. Is it true that you have only grown in age but not in wisdom?"
"you--"
"Zhao Yan is my husband. What happens between us has nothing to do with you. Please don't pay too much attention to it." Jiang Siyue felt that she and Xie Xishu really couldn't communicate. But every time they met, Xie Xishu always had to come up to her. "Also, I don't think we are very familiar with each other. Next time we meet, please pretend not to know each other."
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