Chapter 11 Chapter 11 It was the kiss just now that made my wife avoid me...
"How do you know?" Yan Jiu's voice was as light as a mosquito's whistle.
Now that I know why I was given a pink diamond. Yan Jiu's mood was like an onion, peeling off layer by layer, becoming more swollen and sour.
She didn't expect that she would ask directly.
"I just found out too."
Chen Yuchu stroked the remaining warmth on his fingertips, his voice so soft that even he felt it was not like himself.
Yan Jiu: “Oh.”
After a long silence, Chen Yuchu's eyes were tinged with a deep color, "Let's talk."
"What are we talking about?" Yan Jiu recalled that when Chen Yuchu asked her in the afternoon what she was angry about, and said that he had something to tell her in the evening, her heart subconsciously tightened and she wanted to escape, "Aren't we talking now?"
This was said like a child.
She regretted it after she finished speaking, her cheeks flushed, "You say."
Chen Yuchu curled the corners of his lips, as if he was somewhat helpless, "You are my wife."
Yan Jiu's eyelashes trembled uneasily, and she didn't know what she was thinking about. Chen Yuchu slowly opened his lips to explain: "You are Chen Baichuan's sister-in-law. If he says anything unpleasant, you can teach him a lesson. If my parents make you uncomfortable, I will go and tell them. Something like today will not happen again."
Yan Jiu was silent for a moment, her misty eyes staring straight at Chen Yuchu, still moist. She hadn't expected that this was what he was going to say. She had assumed that everyone except Grandma Chen hated her, and even if they didn't hate her, they would avoid her.
Chen Yuchu's deep eyes looked at her leisurely, and he was still waiting for her answer.
She swallowed and finally answered him: "Okay."
Those clear eyes, as if washed by rain, finally showed more emotions. She responded to his words and decided to be his wife.
There is no longer so much reluctance and unwillingness.
Yan Jiu had to admit that Chen Yuchu might not be as bad as she thought.
"My wife will always have only one word for me." Chen Yuchu's voice was as sweet as spring water. He had a graceful posture and slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his bony wrists and the cool blue dial of his watch. His every move exuded an air of dignity.
Yan Jiu could tell that this sentence was not a blame, but it struck Yan Jiu's heart powerfully, like spring water hitting a stone surface, with clear syllables and layers of vibrations.
Her breathing became disordered for a moment, and her curled eyelashes lifted slightly. The tears at the end of her eyes were so clear and moving, even with a hint of delicate beauty. She slowly raised her lips, as if hesitant, and her pale pink lips moved together, "Since I am your wife, you must respect me."
After saying this, Yan Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, her back completely leaning against the leather chair, feeling a sense of solidity. Under the gentle moonlight, she curled her lips and finally said what she wanted to say. As for what Chen Yuchu thought, let him be.
"Okay." Chen Yuchu took in all of Yan Jiu's reactions. It turned out that his wife was completely different from what he had imagined. Her gentleness and dignity were just a disguise. In fact, she was a bit like a child and was a little afraid of him.
Her long black hair was tangled around Yan Jiu's chest, her white dress was crumpled, and her porcelain-white toes, squeezed into silver high heels, looked somewhat round and cute. Chen Yuchu slowly withdrew his gaze, his eyes falling on the dial on his cold white wrist. "Madam, could you please tell me in detail what constitutes respect?"
Yan Jiu's clear eyes blinked slightly, and his lips moved quickly: "For example, you can't just say you're sending Ping An away."
Chen Yuchu nodded slightly. "I was wrong. If something like this happens again next time, you can refuse."
"Can I refuse?" Yan Jiu confirmed with Chen Yuchu.
It's no wonder she had this doubt. Chen Yuchu's tone at the time didn't sound like she could refuse. It was clearly an order, an order.
Chen Yuchu didn't explain; at the time, he wasn't used to having another wife by his side. He reached out to smooth Yan Jiu's messy black hair, the watch face tangled with it. Suddenly, the car braked sharply, the car lurched, and Chen Yuchu's hand pressed against Yan Jiu's shoulder. His warm breath washed over her fair, smooth face, the familiar woody aroma tinged with a hint of red wine.
Yan Jiu's face suddenly turned red like the sunset covering the sky. Chen Yuchu's actions were very gentlemanly and he did not press hard on her shoulders, but the burning sensation on her shoulders made her tremble subconsciously, her eyelashes drooped, and she even held her breath.
"Can."
Chen Yuchu's voice was as mellow as aged red wine, and their breaths intertwined. Yan Jiu's eyelids just lifted up, but when he saw the deep contours of Chen Yuchu's face, they dropped down again, as if a butterfly was flapping its wings, trembling.
Just by lowering her head, she saw the sharp and full Adam's apple exposed from the collar of the white shirt, and Yan Jiu immediately dared not move.
A chuckle suddenly came from above her head. Yan Jiu clenched her fingers, not knowing why he didn't leave. The next moment, the steady breathing seemed to be closer to her. Chen Yuchu's handsome face like a sculpture was already in front of her, almost without distance.
"So now you want to refuse?"
In the enclosed space, Yan Jiu couldn't tell whether it was her breath or his. There was a hint of smile in his deep voice, which sounded very nice.
Compared to the silence in the carriage, Yan Jiu's heart was beating so fast it felt like it was about to burst out of his chest. Chen Yuchu hadn't said what the matter was, but considering the intimate and ambiguous atmosphere between them, it was clear what he meant.
Yan Jiu opened her lips, but before she could say anything, a light and cold breath like mint invaded her mouth. Her head felt dizzy and her heart stopped for a moment. Chen Yuchu's kiss was as domineering and cold as he was, sweeping over her mercilessly and occupying all her attention.
The car stopped smoothly and we arrived at Jianan Villa.
But Chen Yuchu showed no intention of stopping. He held her lips, completely immersing his breath in her, burning her lips and tongue. At some point, Yan Jiu's tightly clenched hands had been spread out and smoothed by him, and his cold white fingertips were interlocked with hers inch by inch.
This was not the first time Yan Jiu kissed. She and Qin Rong had always been rational and had not engaged in any more intimate behavior, but they had kissed. If Qin Rong's kiss was like a spring breeze and drizzle, then Chen Yuchu's kiss was like a violent storm. Just like him, he never gave her a chance to refuse.
As if noticing Yan Jiu's absent-mindedness, Chen Yuchu bit the tip of her tongue lightly as a punishment. It was as if an animal had gnawed at her heart, sending waves of numbness through her. She moaned uncontrollably.
A soft and passionate voice actually came from her mouth. Yan Jiu's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she broke away from Chen Yuchu. Her slender white fingertips touched his chest. It turned out that his heartbeat was in sync with hers.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Yuchu had already let her go. A smile hung on the corner of his lips. He met her gaze and said with a touch of warmth in his voice, "You are my wife. You can refuse me at any time."
Yan Jiu thought, she didn't drink at all, why did she look like she was drunk? It seemed that she saw Chen Yuchu smiling again.
Maybe Chen Yuchu was drunk, so he seemed so easy to get along with today.
She calmed herself down and said hurriedly, "I'll get off first."
After getting off the bus, there was no sign of Lao Chen. The blush on Yan Jiu's face, which had just faded, reappeared. Lao Chen saw that they hadn't gotten off the bus for so long, so he didn't think they...
Yan Jiu held his forehead and didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Fortunately, with the night and the twinkling street lights, she couldn't clearly see the shyness on Yan Jiu's face that was more beautiful than her makeup, so she walked in quickly.
Chen Yuchu calmly got out of the car, sent a message to Lao Chen, and then stood there for a while watching Yan Jiu's fleeing figure before he lifted his long legs and walked in.
"Sir." Yu Yinghui greeted him. Thinking of the shyness that Yan Jiu couldn't hide just now and the task the old lady had given her, she chuckled and said, "Madam has gone to see Ping An."
Chen Yuchu glanced in the direction Yu Yinghui pointed, then quickly looked away and nodded slightly, "Yeah."
Since his wife was shy, he gave her some time to process it.
The servant had already cleaned the room. Outside the window, the sky was dotted with stars. Chen Yuchu pressed the button, and the warm yellow light completely dispelled the darkness.
He put his suit jacket on the back of the chair and went into the cloakroom.
The fingers that were picking up the clean clothes suddenly paused, and his eyes stopped at another row. That row had originally contained Yan Jiu's clothes, but now it was completely cleared out.
Chen Yuchu frowned, put down his clothes, and went downstairs, this time with a faster pace than before. Following the direction Yu Yinghui had pointed to him, the door opened a crack. Yan Jiu heard the sound of the door opening and subconsciously looked towards the door.
Yan Jiu half-crouched on the floor, his porcelain-white face tilted upward, revealing a flawless face and rosy, swollen lips. Chen Yuchu froze. The car was dim, so he couldn't see how Yan Jiu's lips had been rubbed into this state. It was as if someone had carved an infinitely beautiful and gorgeous landscape on them.
A hint of gloom and uncertainty appeared in his eyes, and Chen Yuchu did not speak for a moment.
When Yan Jiu saw him, he stood up and carried Ping An to the fence. He quickly walked to Chen Yuchu's side, and asked with a questioning look in his almond-shaped eyes, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
When she came closer, Chen Yuchu realized that Yan Jiu had a hint of his scent on her. When she stood in front of him, she was small and well-behaved.
He lowered his eyes and looked at her deeply. His calm face warmed up a little and he said calmly, "Why did you move all your things out of the master bedroom?"
"I..." Yan Jiu suddenly didn't know what to say. The whole room was filled with Chen Yuchu's scent. She was not used to it. In the afternoon, when she got emotional in the cloakroom, she moved all her things to the second bedroom in one go.
Chen Yuchu's tall and slender figure just standing in front of him brought a heavy sense of oppression. Yan Jiu opened his lips, but still said nothing. He raised his head with a look of being ready to die.
Chen Yuchu's eyes, like black jade, half-closed as he looked at Yan Jiu's expression. A hint of understanding flashed in his eyes. He was a little worried in his heart. He was afraid that few people could accept that their newlywed wife hated them so much that she didn't even want to stay in the same room with them.
But he had been through a lot, and he still looked dignified and elegant. He asked in a cold and restrained manner, "Is it because of the kiss just now that my wife is avoiding me?"
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