Chapter 70 Chapter 70 Wen Yunhui is eager for you to tell others about it. ...
The sudden weightlessness made Yan Jiu subconsciously put his arms around the back of Chen Yuchu's neck and buried his face in the crook of his neck like a lazy kitten.
Her thoughts were interrupted, and she simply stopped thinking about it.
But she had to "retaliate" for what Chen Yuchu did to her while watching the movie.
Yan Jiu had some little thoughts in his mind, which were actually very difficult to hide.
Her watery eyes began to swirl as she looked at Chen Yuchu quietly, and even her breathing became much lighter.
Chen Yuchu stared straight ahead at the road, seemingly unaware that the weight of the adult woman was pressing on his arm like a light feather.
The door opened, and the room was bright.
Ping'an heard the noise, leaned forward lazily, and trotted over to them.
Chen Yuchu lowered his eyes, stroked the soft waist with his fingertips, and looked at Yan Jiu calmly, his eyes gradually deepening.
When Yan Jiu saw Ping An, he immediately put his previous thoughts behind him and patted Chen Yuchu, "Put me down."
After a few seconds of silence, Chen Yuchu said to Ping An, "Ping An, be good and sleep by yourself."
Ignoring Yan Jiu's surprise, he flexed his arm muscles and lifted her upright. With his other hand, he opened the bedroom door and raised his voice in a sweet and melodious voice, "What were you going to do to me? Bite me or something?"
Yan Jiu didn't expect his thoughts to be exposed so quickly. He immediately lost his energy like a deflated balloon. He pursed his lips and said, "Who wants to bite you? You have a mouth full of sweat and it stinks. You are a stinky man."
Being called a stinky man, Chen Yuchu was not annoyed. He looked at her meaningfully, lowered his head and sniffed her black hair, his voice a little hoarse, "It is obviously fragrant."
But what he smelled was not himself, but her.
Yan Jiu's heart suddenly skipped a beat, his clear eyes blinked slightly, and his little finger had quietly curled up.
For a moment, no one spoke first.
I don't know who started it, but half of the buttons on the handmade shirt had fallen off. Yan Jiu was pressed in front of the full-length mirror. The cold mirror and the hot cheeks were like ice and fire.
The sparkling eyes could clearly see Chen Yuchu through the smooth mirror.
He kissed the back of her neck with extraordinary piety, as if he was a traveler who had walked for a long time and finally arrived at the pilgrimage site in his heart.
Yan Jiu felt a little itchy on the back of her neck after being kissed, but she didn't move. Their eyes met in the mirror. She was scared for a moment, but it was quickly replaced by a burning sensation.
Everything that surged from their hearts and rolled in their eyes was entangled in their sticky gaze.
Yan Jiu turned around, and his slender fingers moved up from his palm, along the bulging blue veins, tapping lightly, as if to penetrate through the blue veins into his blood.
Her smooth and delicate back hit the mirror, she tilted her head back and covered his thin lips.
No longer through a mirror, but without obstruction, she looked directly at him.
This is her husband, the one she can be spoiled and angry with.
The reason why she could be so open and honest was probably because Chen Yuchu had always indulged her, just as his broad back had always protected her from everything, and his chest was always something she could lean on.
A light kiss could not satisfy either of them, so Chen Yuchu rolled back and forth on her lips. His hands wrapped around her waist and lifted her up, making the kiss between them deeper. He sucked on the tip of her pink tongue, wanting to occupy every inch of her mouth, completely.
Yan Jiu didn't close her eyes as usual, but was fascinated by his deep eyes, so dark that they seemed to suck her in.
What would it feel like if you inhaled it?
Yan Jiu's pupils were dilated for a few seconds, then refocused. Chen Yuchu's kiss was too deep, and her fingers were entangled in her coarse black hair.
After a long time, the two separated. Yan Jiu panted softly, and the moist fragrance sprayed on his face. He couldn't help but lick her lips again. His low voice lingered in his ears, "Yan Jiu is fragrant."
Not only were her red lips wet, but her eyes were also wet.
Yan Jiu's heart also began to wet, and the indescribable numbness was more like a tide than a kiss. Shui Lingling looked straight at him, and her swollen lips slightly opened, "I want to take a hot spring bath."
She wanted to be in the water, to breathe like a dried-up fish.
Chen Yuchu looked at Yan Jiu's flushed cheeks and licked his lips, with her fragrance still lingering on the tip of his tongue. His strong arms lifted her up again, but his breathing became heavier, and he pounced on the weak blood vessels on the side of her neck without any concealment.
The tall figure embraced her whole body, holding her in his shadow, and her long legs wrapped in trousers were slightly lifted.
Steam is rising from the hot spring and gurgling spring water continues to flow.
It was pitch black outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and the lights inside were reflected on the glass, casting a yellowish glow.
The night wind blew by, and the frail body shivered, but soon the hot spring water wrapped around the moist heart.
The sparkling eyes looked up at the chilly figure, which was a silent invitation.
The water ripples slightly, creating beautiful splashes. The hot spring water swirls, the vision is blocked by the mist, and the sparkling eyes are covered with fine mist.
Hazy and bewitching.
The warm water opened up my capillaries, softening my body. All the fatigue of the day melted away, and as the warm water flowed through me, my toes curled up, numb.
In the misty air, sweat oozed from Yan Jiu's smooth forehead. He didn't have time to wipe it off. The water in the hot spring was impacted, causing rolling waves that rose up again and again, swirling outwards and ripples spreading from the center.
Sunday's itinerary is hiking.
None of them were the type to rush through travel schedules, so they didn't make an appointment.
Perhaps I was too tired, and when I woke up naturally, it was almost noon.
Yan Jiu blinked her sleepy eyes, and all she saw was a large red mark, and even a light red mark on the back of her neck. She was stunned for a moment before she realized that the red mark was not on her body, but on Chen Yuchu's.
Her heart was pounding, and she remembered what she had done effortlessly.
Her well-manicured fingertips dug into his back, leaving red marks of varying depths.
She was still pondering how to start when the victim turned around, holding her in her arms, and said in a deep voice, "Madam, you are quite strong."
The warm breath hit her hair, and the implication of the words made her face from neck to cheeks turn suspiciously red.
Yan Jiu swallowed and paused, her almond-shaped eyes moistened a little. She looked at him with a charming look and hummed softly, "That's your fault too."
The ending tone hooks up, not like a complaint, but more like a coquettish act.
Her eyes sparkled, and she pouting her swollen lips, "The skin is broken here."
His handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes, staring at her without blinking, his warm thin lips rubbing against her lips, and his teeth biting lightly without force.
"My fault."
Chen Yuchu admitted his mistakes very quickly and didn't care about the facts at all.
He thought that if he were a king, he would probably be incompetent and indulge in beauty.
But then I thought, if the king is unbearable, what does it have to do with women?
It's just an excuse for incompetence. If he were a king, he would never miss out on important matters even if he indulged in revelry every night.
Besides, he doesn't need much beauty, he just needs the person in his arms.
He lowered his eyes to look at the mutton-fat jade in his arms, and gently rubbed her soft skin with his fingertips.
A slight tingling sensation surged up her slender waist. Yan Jiu suddenly stood up, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. "Get dressed, have breakfast, and start walking."
The tall figure lying lazily on the bed trembled, laughter overflowed from his chest, and his eyes stared at the figure with skin as white as cream.
Yan Jiu felt as if he was being burned by fire when he was stared at. He glared at him weakly, wrapped himself in a bathrobe and went to the bathroom.
A lingering smile lingers behind him.
Even after Yan Jiu, Chen Yuchu and Ping An sat down in the restaurant, they still didn't see the other three people.
Chen Yuchu raised his wrist slightly, took a sip of coffee, and said slowly, "Shang Yu won't wake up until noon. Don't count him in when you hike, or he'll ask you to carry him on your back."
Yan Jiu didn't really believe Shang Yu would let her carry him, but she was still amused by Chen Yuchu's exaggerated statement. She took a bite of bread and chewed it carefully. "Xixi said she usually wakes up around seven o'clock. Was she scared by the movie yesterday and didn't sleep well?"
"I'll send her a message."
Her eyes roamed over the table, she touched her pants, and finally spread her hands and said, "I forgot my cell phone in the room."
Chen Yuchu's eyes turned, and a chuckle escaped his thin lips. "She might be as scared as I am."
Yan Jiu puffed his lips, "You were just pretending, Xixi is really scared."
Chen Yuchu suddenly approached, pressed his lips against her ear, and said in a magnetic voice, "That's because you protected me."
Yan Jiu was speechless. She didn't see that he was afraid. When he was tormenting her last night, he was not afraid of the darkness outside, nor was he afraid of any strange things in the early morning. Now he was pretending to play tricks on her.
She lazily raised her eyes and said in a timid tone, "Then I will protect Xixi tonight. You are alone..."
She suddenly stopped talking halfway and looked at Chen Yuchu in disbelief, staring at his enlarged handsome face, trying desperately to see something on his face, but she only saw a faint smile under his deep pupils and his long eyelashes.
The direction Ji Ruixi went last night was not towards her room.
She and Wen Yunhui?
She opened her lips, horrified by the thought in her mind, and said dryly, "Aren't they brother and sister?"
"It's not a kiss."
Chen Yuchu's expression remained the same. He stepped back a little and returned to his seat. His cold Adam's apple rolled as he swallowed the last bit of coffee in the glass.
His voice was calm, as if he was just stating a simple fact.
"But..." Yan Jiu said two words and couldn't continue.
Shang Yu's mother, Ms. He Qinyan, also wants to match Shang Yu and Ji Ruixi!
Doesn’t this mean that the parents don’t know about this?
Yan Jiu pursed his lips, looked at Chen Yuchu, and said with a solemn oath: "I will never tell anyone."
"Wen Yunhui is eager for you to tell others."
Her expression gradually became solemn. Did Chen Yuchu imply that Ji Ruixi didn't want to tell anyone?
Yan Jiu originally wanted to bring breakfast to Ji Ruixi, but now that he knew about this, it was inconvenient for him to go and disturb her. The expression on his little face changed again and again, and he looked a little panicked.
Even when he walked back to his room, he was careless. When he passed by Wen Yunhui's room, he even sighed quietly, frowning tightly, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
As soon as she returned to the room, she couldn't hold back her emotions, her voice trembling, "So, Xixi didn't do it voluntarily?"
Chen Yuchu's stern chin moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.
It seemed like she had agreed. Yan Jiu's heart was filled with emotions, and her eyes were red. She turned her head away and said, "How could you do this!"
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