Chapter 35 Should I touch it again?
Yu Li felt a little smug. She reached for her phone and sent a message to her best friend.
Pear Blossom Grass on the Plain: [I think my cheap husband is really considerate and thoughtful.]
After sending the message, Yu Li couldn't stay awake any longer. She yawned, rubbed her eyes, and sank into the soft blankets.
Therefore, I didn't see the message my best friend sent right afterward.
Best friend: [Yu Xiaoli, you're doomed! You're about to fall in love!]
When Qi Chenyan came out of the bathroom, the first thing he saw was his wife's beautiful sleeping face, bathed in the dim light of the bedside table.
She appeared so warm and well-behaved.
Although half a month has passed since their whirlwind marriage, they haven't shared a bed very often. Most of the time, he's away on business trips, leaving her alone at home.
Ultimately, it was he who owed his newlywed wife something.
After all, she is currently pregnant, and although it is still early in the pregnancy, there will still be many inconveniences.
Director Qi, who always prioritizes his work, is considering for the first time whether he should take a vacation, as suggested by his grandfather and Qi Xi.
Even if he can't take a long vacation, at least he can't fly around the world every few days like before, after all, he has a wife and children now.
Qi Chenyan stood by the bed, gazing at Yu Li's sleeping face for a while before tucking the blanket around her and getting up to go to the study.
When the secretary received a call from Qi Chenyan, she learned that he needed to rearrange his schedule.
The work remains the same, but unlike before, all the schedules are no longer arranged together, which might take other diplomats two or three days to complete.
Qi Chenyan used to be able to complete more work tasks by compressing his schedule into a single day, so he was always busier than his other colleagues in the office.
Of course, such diligence also brings very direct rewards.
That is, at a young age, he achieved three promotions in three years after joining the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
At least in all these years, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has only produced one genius like him.
To the secretary's utter surprise, one day the workaholic director would actually ask to control his workload.
What's the difference between this Director Qi not criticizing the foreign media's unusual mistakes at the press conference?
But the secretary, being Qi Chenyan's first secretary for many years, immediately discerned the real reason from this new work arrangement.
"Director, is it so that you can... free up some time to spend with your wife?"
But Qi Chenyan fell silent for a moment, which was rare. "She seems to prefer the presence of her best friend to my company."
Whenever Qi Chenyan said he might not have time, Yu Li never showed any disappointment.
Even for something as important as a prenatal checkup, when he said he needed to check the schedule, she immediately expressed her understanding and then asked her best friend to accompany him.
What kind of best friend would she constantly talk about?
It even gave Qi Chenyan the illusion that it made no difference to Yu Li whether he was her husband or not.
Qi Chenyan, who has been a prodigy since childhood, has never experienced such a decline.
He usually kept a low profile, but now that it was late at night and everyone was quiet, and he remembered that Yu Li had urged him to go home for dinner and not to stay with her.
This feeling of not being relied upon by his wife left Director Qi, who was usually confident in his ability to win over anyone and anything, feeling unusually depressed and frustrated.
The secretary hesitated to answer immediately, but first pondered the sentence in her mind.
Then, to my horror, I tasted the flavor of jealousy?
No way, the director is actually jealous of his wife's best friend?
Having learned such a shocking secret, is he going to be assassinated by the director?
"Director, generally speaking, a friendship that a girl can call her her best friend is one that has lasted for at least ten years."
"But Director, you haven't known your wife for very long. However, the biggest difference between you and your wife's best friend is..."
"You will spend many decades with your wife, sharing your bed and bearing your children, and growing old together with her."
The secretary said with great emotion, "It's only a matter of time before your wife trusts and relies on you completely. Besides, you are so outstanding, I don't think anyone can resist your personal charm."
When she got excited, the secretary couldn't control her mouth: "If I were a woman, I would marry no one but you..."
"Okay, let's leave this topic here."
Qi Chenyan didn't want to hear his secretary, a grown man, say that he wouldn't marry anyone but him; it would only make him feel disgusted.
"Thank you for your hard work. You're commended for being outstanding this month."
Having acquired such an excellent secretary, he was instantly energized. If it weren't for the phone, he would have excitedly given Qi Chenyan a military salute.
"Thank you, Director. It's all I should do!"
*
When the alarm clock rang, Yu Li, as usual, leaned out halfway and groped around haphazardly.
I didn't actually touch the phone, but I did touch something that was a little soft, a little hard, and a little prickly.
Yu Li opened one eye first.
When she met Qi Chenyan's deep, starry eyes, her eyes widened in surprise.
Because she had been stimulated so early in the morning, her mind was still in a state of confusion, and Yu Li didn't have time to react further.
In contrast to her shock, Qi Chenyan remained calm and even curled his thin lips into a smile.
"Does it feel good?"
Yu Li looked down and was horrified to find that her hand was still on Qi Chenyan's face.
So, that soft yet hard and prickly feeling I just experienced wasn't from a phone, but rather—
Qi Chenyan's face!
Yu Li felt that at this moment, in Qi Chenyan's eyes, she was probably a pervert, a female sex fiend.
Otherwise, what normal person would touch another person's face first thing in the morning?
As if electrocuted, Yu Li abruptly withdrew her hand, sat up, and hastily picked up her phone to turn off the alarm.
"I wanted to turn off the alarm, I didn't mean to touch you... no, I mean, your face feels pretty good, oops, no, you're just making excuses... not explaining..."
Yu Li wished she could bite her tongue off and die. How could she, as a news anchor, pronounce such a simple sentence so slurred and completely deviate from its original meaning?
If this were a live news broadcast, it would cost 100 yuan for every word!
Finally, she gave up struggling, covered her face, and decided to play dead to pretend that nothing had happened.
Qi Chenyan watched his wife go from shock to panic, and then to blushing, and couldn't help but laugh at her adorable antics.
For some reason, he felt a slight itch in his palms.
He thought this in his heart and put it into action with his hands.
He raised his hand, took Yu Li's hand, and lowered her hand from his face.
"Touching my own husband is legal and reasonable. If anyone should apologize, it should be me for not letting you touch him comfortably enough."
Qi Chenyan brought that handsome face, flawless from every angle and hailed as a masterpiece of Nuwa's artistry, closer. Their breaths were almost audible, creating an ambiguous atmosphere that felt like a unique kind of seduction.
"Do you want me to keep touching you?"
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