Chapter 31 Chapter 31 Let me check.
Yan Jiu raised her head and happened to see Chen Yuchu's cold, sharp Adam's apple and his thin, moving lips. His outline was clearly reflected in her eyes.
Before she could figure out anything more, she was already picked up in the air.
It was not only her body that was suspended in the air, but also her heart.
"W-what happened?"
Yan Jiu was startled and felt a little embarrassed. Even though she knew no one saw her, she was still a little nervous, and even her voice was very thin and soft.
The cool white Adam's apple swayed sexily in the light, and a deep voice spoke so close it was practically beside his ear. "I want to hug my wife. What's wrong?"
The second half of the sentence repeated what Yan Jiu said, with a hook at the end, which sounded particularly bewitching.
Yan Jiu lowered his eyelashes, not daring to look at him, and said in a muffled voice, "Nothing."
She was confused as to why she always lost every time she faced Chen Yuchu.
The warm touch on the soft waist made Yan Jiu move uncomfortably. Suddenly, he heard a magnetic voice above his head, "Yan Jiu."
The hot breath rested on the side of her neck, calling her name, and it made her feel weak.
But the hands moved down to her buttocks, and she couldn't tell whether it was a normal deviation caused by walking or he did it on purpose.
It was just so incredibly hot that it was hard to ignore.
The veins on Qingjian's arms were bulging as he held her tightly, like a lion playing with her in his forbidden territory.
He glanced at her with those deep eyes, not wanting to hear her refusal. He wrapped his arms around the petite body, his pale lips curling up slightly in an almost imperceptible arc.
Yan Jiu thought that the so-called applying medicine was just an excuse, but he didn't expect Chen Yuchu to actually take out the medicine box, and used his long fingers to pick out a small brown bottle from the dazzling array of medicines.
It was very similar to the ointment bottle Yong Meiru gave her.
When she unscrewed the lid, she smelled a pleasant medicinal aroma. Her eyes rolled around and she asked curiously, "What is this?"
"Made with myrrh and frankincense." Chen Yuchu read the label, paused, and added, "Grandma gave it to me."
He picked up some ointment, stopped his fingers in front of Yan Jiu, raised his crow-feather eyelashes, and signaled her with his eyes to lift up her shirt.
Yan Jiu's pupils flickered slightly, and he said softly, "I can do it myself."
Chen Yuchu's thin lips moved, and when he was about to say something, the screen of the mobile phone on the bed suddenly lit up, followed by a vibration sound.
Yan Jiu lowered his eyes and glanced at the screen.
It’s Yu Xue’s call.
Yan Jiu frowned, wondering why she called at this time.
But this phone call saved her from embarrassment in time. Chen Yuchu raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little surprised by Yan Jiu's reaction, but he didn't say much. He put the plaster on the bedside table and even closed the door considerately when he left.
Chen Yuchu has always been well-educated in these matters.
Yan Jiu withdrew her gaze and answered the phone, but she didn't speak immediately.
Yu Xue asked on the other end of the phone: "Xiaojiu, are you there?"
Yan Jiu: "Mom, I'm here. What's the matter with you calling?"
Faced with Yan Jiu's polite yet distant attitude, Yu Xue was silent for a moment, then opened her mouth and asked, "Xiao Jiu, do you know who will be attending the Chen family's birthday party tomorrow?"
Yan Jiu was a little surprised. Yu Xue was not the kind of person who cared about these things. She didn't like socializing, but she actually asked.
"They are basically relatives and partners of the Chen and Meng families."
Meng Zhuxing was in charge of the banquet, and she would not tell Yan Jiu at all.
She thought about it, and since Yong Meiru had mentioned this to her before, she said, "Chen Yuchu's uncle is called Chen Xiuyun, and he's not coming back this time."
Yong Meiru was still a little unhappy about this. The family relationships of the Chen family were as complicated as those of many wealthy families. However, because she was saved by Wen Yilan, she had always been very close to Chen Xiuyun. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were as close as mother and son. She had thought that she could take this opportunity to call Chen Xiuyun back, but she didn't expect that he had no interest at all.
So I couldn't help but complain to Yan Jiu.
The gift was delivered.
But no one in the Chen family cared about the gift. Chen Xiujun was the most rebellious member of the Chen family, and Chen Hongfu didn't seem to have any feelings about his son's behavior. He showed neither love nor pity, nor anger. Chen Jinghe and Wen Yilan didn't want Chen Xiujun back, and Qu Lingling and Chen Baichuan showed no signs of missing him either.
Chen Xiuyun seems to have no presence in the Chen family.
Yan Jiu and Chen Yuchu haven't seen him since they got married, and maybe Chen Xiuyun won't attend their wedding.
After a while, Yu Xue said, "Is that so?"
Her tone was hard to describe, and if you had to put it bluntly, it was very much like the humid summer weather.
Yu Xue doesn't like rainy days. Whenever it rains, she stays at home. Sometimes she just watches the rain hitting the glass window quietly, and her gaze always stays there for a long time.
Yan Jiu had never quite understood. When she was young, she thought her mother was suffering because of her father's ruthlessness and tyranny, but later she found that was not the case. As for the real reason, she didn't know.
Mother and daughter are natural allies, but there is always something between them.
After a while, Yu Xue seemed to come back to her senses. "Your father called me, so I'll stop talking for now."
Yan Jiu's brows were furrowed and she quickly took some clean clothes and washed up. She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the warm water flowed on her fair skin.
Yu Xue was too depressed, like a doll that could break at any time. Yan Jiu had complicated feelings towards her. She wanted to blame her for being cowardly but didn't dare to blame her.
She always felt that Yu Xue had too many stories hidden in her.
The story that she cannot tell others is the source of her pain.
As she stepped out of the shower with wet feet, the mirror was covered with mist, and she could faintly see the faint red marks on her delicate and fair chest skin.
Yan Jiu lowered her eyelashes, wiped them gently, and then picked up the ointment and applied it to the large red area. The warm and cool touch fell on her skin, and her eyelashes trembled slowly.
After changing the medicine, she put on a bathrobe and soft slippers. When she opened the bathroom door, the mist behind her rushed out with her.
There is a bit of hazy beauty in the mist.
In his sight, there was a figure wearing a black nightgown on the bed. He was reading a book. Yan Jiu only took a glance and slowly lowered his eyelashes, then leaned back to his seat quietly.
The tips of her dark hair were still a little damp. She paused, then picked up the book beside her bed. She should be able to finish it tonight. Her reading speed couldn't match Chen Yuchu's, who was already on his third book. Yan Jiu had glanced at it before; it was in German.
About automation.
It wasn't the Chen Yuchu she'd heard about before, but she'd actually discovered during their time together that Chen Yuchu was truly exceptional. He came from the most prominent family in Juancheng, but he didn't let his gifts get to him. Instead, he worked diligently and actively studied outside of work.
Did such an almost perfect person really marry her?
Yan Jiu stared at the page in front of him for a full three minutes, until a magnetic and steady voice came to his ear, "What are you thinking about?"
She suddenly woke up, she didn't expect that she would be noticed even when she was daydreaming, and she was thinking about him without realizing it.
The tips of his ears inevitably turned a little red. Yan Jiu cleared his throat and said, "Nothing."
Chen Yuchu knew that she was not telling the truth, but he did not delve into it. Instead, he asked another question.
"Have you applied the ointment?"
Yan Jiu's eyes widened and his long eyelashes trembled.
It's obvious, okay!
Could it be that she would wait for him to apply medicine to her?
Perhaps her expression was too obvious, and the man next to her laughed softly.
It's very magnetic, and adds a touch of tenderness in a confined space.
Yan Jiu swallowed, keeping his voice straight, "The medicine is ready."
She thought this sentence was the end, and slowly moved her gaze back to the page of the book, but she didn't expect that there was a dent on her side. It was Chen Yuchu who leaned over.
He supported himself on the bed with one hand, and the blue veins running from his arm to the back of his hand were tense. His vigorous and hot breath fell on her earlobe, causing her skin to tremble and a slight ripple in her heart.
"Let me check."
Yan Jiu's mind went blank. She couldn't imagine why Chen Yuchu would say such a thing.
Very erotic.
But the tone of his voice was so serious that it even gave people the illusion that they had misunderstood. He moved a little closer, and the refreshing mint scent after taking a shower poured into Yan Jiu's nose without any obstruction.
"No..." Yan Jiu's pink lips had just uttered a syllable when it was swallowed completely by the sudden kiss. His tongue flexibly shuttled in her mouth.
Yan Jiu's breathing stopped. He leaned sideways, and the light and shadow fell on his broad back, completely covering her thin body.
His broad hand cupped the back of her head, gently but irresistibly enclosing her in his shadow. At the same time, he continued to press forward, squeezing out the remaining air in her mouth.
Her fingertips subconsciously grasped his black nightgown. The precious fabric was incredibly smooth. Yan Jiu gently grabbed it and let it slip from her fingertips. The next time, she used a little more force, as if to retaliate against his nightgown for all the force he exerted on her.
With a "crash", the sound that was originally not loud became particularly eye-catching in this silent space.
The black nightgown slid down smoothly along Yan Jiu's fingertips, revealing the clear texture of Chen Yuchu's chest and abdomen.
Yan Jiu's face flushed bright red, like a delicious, tempting red apple. It was like the apple handed to Snow White by her stepmother, knowing it was poisonous yet making one want to taste its juicy juice.
The hand that was holding the back of her head loosened some of its strength, and Chen Yuchu slowly let go of her lips, which were a little swollen from the kisses and still covered with ambiguous saliva.
He curled his thin lips slightly and licked the corner of his lips.
This action added a bit of sexiness to his performance.
Unfortunately, Yan Jiu didn't see it at this time. She breathed steadily, her fingertips suddenly moved away from the black nightgown, and she lowered her eyes slightly.
The cold white chest muscles were sexy and tight. Yan Jiu felt burned at the first glance and trembled as he withdrew his gaze, not daring to look again.
Her jet-black hair lay messily spread on the bedside, the ends of her hair having a crystal-clear luster like satin. Her cold, slender finger bones gently twisted her hair, as if to check whether it was dry.
Chen Yuchu stared at her flawless little face. Her almond-shaped eyes sparkled, her long and thick eyelashes seemed to be stained with dew, and her lips were as rosy as flowers blooming in spring.
Yan Jiu's nostrils were filled with the cool scent of mint. Her whole body was tense and her fingertips moved restlessly.
The man beside her had no intention of letting her go. His deep, magnetic voice rubbed her ears, "Madam, don't be impatient."
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