Chapter 81 Chapter 81 This gift is from Mrs. Tangchaolizi...
When she landed in mid-air, she realized that Chen Yuchu was teasing her.
Her beautiful eyebrows were tightly furrowed, but her voice was softer than a kitten's, "You lied to me..."
The second half of the sentence had been swallowed into the stomach, the red lips were wrapped in the gorgeousness, the tip of the tongue was sucked numb, and an electric current passed through the tailbone and spread to every limb.
She looked into the bottomless eyes in front of her and couldn't help shedding tears.
Yan Jiu didn't know why, as he clearly didn't have a tear incontinence constitution.
But I cried every time.
Of course, it’s not like what that person wrote about eighteen times a night.
Just missed dinner again.
By the time I finished washing up, the night was already thick.
Yan Jiu had always eaten little for dinner, so this time he simply buried his head in the quilt and mumbled incoherently, "I don't want to eat."
Her black hair draped over the quilt. Chen Yuchu's gaze was fixed on her slender figure. He apologized softly, "It's my fault. I'll bring it up and feed you, okay?"
Yan Jiu is too thin. He can barely hold her and she doesn't seem to have much flesh on her. If she doesn't eat dinner, he's really afraid that she will become as thin as skeletons.
What's more, irregular eating is very unhealthy and it is easy to get sick if your physique is weak.
Yan Jiu was already angry, and after hearing what Chen Yuchu said, he buried his head even deeper and said nothing.
Chen Yuchu frowned slightly, gently lifting the quilt and looking at the delicate, porcelain-white face. His tone was like coaxing a child, "Wife, can you please forgive me? We still have to eat dinner."
Yan Jiu pursed his lips and said stiffly, "I don't dare to eat the food you feed me. And you asked me for a small reward, but I can't give it to you."
It’s not just a small reward, she’s almost dying of exhaustion.
She thought Chen Yuchu had suffered some injustice and wanted to plead with Grandpa. Now not only did her kindness go unappreciated, but she also lost everything.
Thinking of this, Yan Jiu shrank back again, turning his back to him.
Chen Yuchu stared at the scattered plum blossom marks on her snow-white back, his sharp Adam's apple rolling. "It's my fault. I will never lie to you again."
Yan Jiu still didn't want to pay attention to him, but his stomach growled uncontrollably.
Then, he called out again.
The hunger reaction from her body could not be stopped, and the tips of her fair ears immediately took on a rouge color. She still turned her back, blaming Chen Yuchu in her heart for causing her physical strength to be exhausted too quickly, but her words softened a little, "This is not dinner, it's clearly a midnight snack."
Originally, her three meals were very regular. It was only after Chen Yuchu came back that she started to get up late every day, eat lunch as breakfast, and never catch up with dinner.
Hearing that Yan Jiu did not forget the yin and yang of him, a faint smile flashed across his dark eyes. As long as she was willing to eat, everything was fine.
Knowing that she preferred a light meal in the evening, Chen Yuchu only brought the appetizer salad and egg custard.
Considering his good attitude in admitting his mistake, Yan Jiu's anger almost subsided after drinking the wine.
Thinking of Yu Xue's phone call today, her eyes turned slightly and she asked him, "Has my brother started working at your company?"
"Yeah." Chen Yuchu agreed, putting the cutlery into the cart, and said calmly, "I've talked to your brother and asked him to go to the branch office for two years before transferring to the headquarters."
Regarding the company's affairs, Yan Jiu trusted Chen Yuchu's decision. Her eyes moved, "Thank you."
Chen Yuchu sat down on the edge of the bed, held her hand, and said in a charming voice, "Between husband and wife, there's no need to thank me."
Yan Jiu nodded slightly, not afraid to talk about his family's ugly affairs in front of Chen Yuchu.
"My mom told me that my brother moved out of the house. I think that's a good thing."
"Maybe we can live in the dormitory assigned by the company," Chen Yuchu pondered for a moment. "After all, the dormitory is too small, and you have to share it with others. If you don't like it, I can ask my secretary to rent a suite outside."
Yan Jiu understood Yan Song. He made this decision silently and did not complain to her, which meant he was serious.
Now that you are ready to leave home, you must learn to face all the storms.
So she shook her head and said, "Didn't you say it's a two-year training period? This is all part of the training."
Chen Yuchu responded. He agreed with Yan Jiu's point of view that one should be ruthless when necessary.
Just like his grandfather, he was always strict with him and sometimes even disregarded family affection.
It is precisely because of this that he developed his decisiveness.
But after getting to know Yan Jiu, he felt that he had changed.
I don’t know whether to say that I have become more indecisive or that I have become more human.
At the beginning, he felt unfamiliar with himself.
But then I thought, there’s nothing wrong with it.
Thinking that Yan Jiu was worried about him today, he briefly told her about the project he had carried out abroad three months ago and the projects he was working on now.
Finally, a summary was made.
"I have the final say in the entire company right now."
The sweet voice, like spring water, paused, "As for Grandpa, you don't have to worry."
Yan Jiu felt that their current state did not seem like they had been married for only a few months, but more like an old married couple. They talked about everything, and could be honest with each other about matters at home and at the company.
She was shocked by the thought that flashed through her mind. She cleared her throat and said, "I know. Chen Yuchu is the best in the company."
It was clearly insincere flattery, but it made Chen Yuchu's heart burn, and he couldn't help but cover the delicate back of her neck with his palm.
Yan Jiu raised his head and saw eyes as deep as the sea. It seemed as if there was an inexplicable attraction in them, luring people to sink in, drowning in the tenderness that only the cold sea surface showed.
He leaned over, lifted her chin, and kissed her radiant red lips.
Their breaths collided, and the sweet fragrance from just taking a shower mixed with each other, gradually becoming so thick that it was impossible to distinguish one from the other.
The warm thin lips rolled over her lips, rubbing them gently. The heat on her face began to rise, and her eyes became misty and gradually blurred.
The sea, which is cruel to the outside world and may stir up storms at any time, is always gentle to her. There are always hands to hold her up, allowing her to sink willingly.
Her snow-white toes were stretched straight, her whole body softened in the broad embrace, and she couldn't help but let out a sweet sound from her wet, rosy lips.
She clutched his robe tightly, revealing a large area of cold white skin and well-defined abdominal muscles, like a dormant volcano ready to erupt at any time.
The veins on his exposed arms bulged, rubbing against his delicate butterfly bones. In between breaths, he whispered in her ear, "I'm the best in every aspect."
Yan Jiu had never seen such a narcissistic person. He glared at him weakly, but his thin red eyelids made him look even more charming.
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The next day, Yan Jiu opened his sleepy eyes, but Chen Yuchu was no longer around him. He could only smell a faint woody fragrance.
She suddenly smiled. It would be strange if she woke up one morning and found Chen Yuchu still there.
She might scream.
She couldn't go to the pottery shop, as Zhang Siyu had left her a message early in the morning.
[Zhang Siyu: Boss, it's another busy day.]
Zhang Siyu: My hands were shaking by the end of the latte art.
[Zhang Siyu: The gifts sent by fans have been delivered to your home within the same city.]
Yan Jiu chuckled and tapped the screen with his fingertips.
[Yanjiu: Thank you for your hard work. I'll pay for lunch today.]
[Yanjiu: I considered your suggestion yesterday and may open two branches. Do you have any recommendations for store owners?]
With Zhang Siyu's example, her requirements for future store managers have become higher.
Zhang Siyu originally majored in art, held a personal ceramics exhibition, and also studied on her own to obtain an intermediate barista certificate. Next year, she will be able to apply for the advanced barista exam.
It's hard to find someone who has two talents.
If that doesn't work, you can only find a barista and a potter respectively.
Perhaps the store could be larger, but then the rent would be higher.
Yan Jiu was still a little worried that she was not cut out for business. She didn't know whether her decision today was a result of catching up with the trend or being a reckless investor in the future.
After sending the message, she knew Zhang Siyu was busy and didn't wait for her reply.
Yan Jiu was wearing a pink suspender nightgown, her porcelain-white skin was as delicate as milk. She put on a nightgown to cover the mottled red marks on her body, and then walked downstairs.
After having a hearty breakfast and chewing slowly for half an hour, Yu Yinghui sent someone to ask her to open the gifts given by fans.
On the way there, Yan Jiu felt a little curious and expectant. Although she had suitors before, most of them stopped at the stage of asking for her contact information, and when they saw her indifference, they gave up.
Over time, rumors spread that she was aloof and difficult to approach, and even fewer people asked for her contact information, let alone gave her gifts.
Even if someone offers her a gift, she will refuse it on the spot without giving the other person any chance.
So, she never accepted any gifts from strangers since she was a child.
What's more, the word "fan" is very new to her.
The gifts were placed in an empty room on the ground floor, which was now full and it was difficult to find a place to put them.
Yan Jiu widened his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly. He had never expected there would be so many.
Yu Yinghui smiled and said, "All these gifts have passed security checks and there are no problems."
"Thank you, Aunt Hui," Yan Jiu nodded slightly, took the box opener from Yu Yinghui's hand, and spent the whole morning unpacking.
She didn't know if every girl had a hobby of opening packages, but she did. Sometimes she even liked to hoard them and enjoy the beauty of opening them together.
But when she had unpacked more than half of it and it seemed like there was no end in sight, she pursed her lips and said, "It turns out being a star also has its troubles. Unpacking packages isn't that easy."
The maid who was tidying up behind her said, "Ma'am, celebrities don't open packages themselves. I have a friend who works as an assistant to a celebrity, and she said that some gifts from fans never reach the original recipients."
"It's me who is ignorant." Yan Jiu rubbed his sore hands.
Yu Yinghui took the box cutter from her hand and said softly, "Xiaojiu, take a break and let us sort it out."
Yan Jiu was indeed feeling a little tired, especially recently. She supported her waist and patted it gently.
She thought about getting up early every day to exercise with Chen Yuchu to improve her condition, but she always failed because of the word "getting up early", so she gave up.
Every time she wakes up, she admires Chen Yuchu the most. She even wants to ask him if he has any unique health-preserving recipes. He can maintain such high energy every day, just like a perpetual motion machine.
"Madam, this gift is from Mrs. Tangchaolizi!!!" The little maid's voice was obviously full of surprise.
Sugar-roasted chestnuts?
Is it someone she knows?
There was too much information in Yan Jiu's mind these past two days, and it was only when he saw the thin notebook in the maid's hand that he suddenly realized something.
She is the lady who wrote about Chen Yuchu having sex eighteen times in one night.
cough.
What gift would she give her?
Could this be the next episode of Love Chronicle?
A little red slowly spread across the porcelain-white tip of her ear, and she was actually a little hesitant to take it.
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