Chapter 164 Then, when will my wife take care of me?
Xu Jialan pouted, "If I say no, you won't teach me a lesson, Captain Shen?"
Shen Xichuan’s Adam’s apple rolled up and down, “What did you call me for?”
Xu Jialan casually put his arm on his shoulder and looked at him, "Don't all your colleagues shout like that? Can't I?"
"It's not impossible."
Shen Xichuan turned around and walked slowly towards the bed.
"That's right, if you yell like that, I will..."
Xu Jialan was puzzled, "What will happen?"
Shen Xichuan lowered his eyes, “I will want to kiss you.”
Xu Jialan's breath was choked.
The next second, the man's hand suddenly supported the back of her head.
She just fell back onto the bed.
Before Xu Jialan could react.
Shen Xichuan kissed her lips.
His hands grasped her wrists and held them at her sides.
His fingertips slowly pushed open her fingers and clasped theirs tightly.
Xu Jialan's breathing was a little unstable, "Wait, I haven't taken a shower yet."
She tried to struggle.
Shen Xichuan gently let go of her and rubbed the tip of his nose against hers.
He hummed softly, "I'll help you wash it."
"no……"
That's not what she meant.
Before Xu Jialan could finish his words, he was picked up again and walked towards the bathroom.
She was almost in tears.
I guess it won't be long before she develops a psychological trauma about the bathroom.
…
The next day.
Shen Xichuan got up early as usual, changed into sportswear quietly, and prepared to go for a run.
Just when he was going out, he ran into Shen Yankai.
Shen Xichuan glanced at him, said nothing, and planned to go around him and go downstairs.
Shen Yankai suddenly called out to him, "Where did you go yesterday?"
Shen Xichuan paused and turned back, “What?”
Shen Yankai put one hand in his pocket and walked downstairs. "My assistant told me last night that a rich second-generation man sent a lot of things to the company, specifically saying they were for you and Jia Lan. It seemed like some kind of apology gift? Are you lecturing people outside again?"
The young and hot-tempered Shen Xichuan would not be able to resist the impulse to teach the evildoer a lesson when he saw injustice.
Shen Yankai has dealt with many things like this.
It's just that in recent years, there are fewer and fewer.
Shen Xichuan glanced at him and did not answer his question.
"Let someone return the items."
Shen Yankai raised his eyebrows and didn't ask any more questions, "Okay."
Shen Xichuan went out for a run and came back. He was afraid of waking up Xu Jialan, so he washed in the bathroom outside before going in.
Vaguely aware that Shen Xichuan was not around, Xu Jialan was half asleep and lifted his eyelids a little.
She hugged the quilt and closed her eyes, "When did you get up?"
His voice was muffled, like someone who had just woken up.
Shen Xichuan paused for a moment before walking to her bed, sitting down, and tucking the quilt.
He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "Did I wake you?"
Xu Jialan shook his head. "No, I woke up suddenly when I realized you were gone."
Shen Xichuan lowered his eyes and looked at her, his heart softened, “Can I sleep with you for a while?”
Xu Jialan yawned, "What time is it?"
“It’s eight o’clock.” Shen Xichuan glanced at the time.
Xu Jialan took a moment to calm down before opening his eyes. "I'm not going to sleep anymore. I have to go back to the lab today."
The experimental data from yesterday has not been processed yet.
Shen Xichuan hummed, “I’ll carry you to wash up.”
Xu Jialan felt like he had just had a fight with someone, and his whole body was sore.
She glanced at the man lazily, said nothing, and raised her hand for him to hug.
Shen Xichuan smiled, picked her up, and supported her hips with his arms.
"Why does it seem like you've raised a daughter?"
Xu Jialan leaned on his shoulder and yawned, "Really? Then you've earned it."
Shen Xichuan smiled, squeezed toothpaste for her, and handed her the toothbrush.
"What if I still want to raise a little Galan?"
Xu Jialan paused while brushing his teeth.
She glanced at him.
It took him a long while to utter a few words.
"Daughter slave."
Shen Xichuan just wrung out the water from the hot towel and laughed again, “Can’t you be a wife slave?”
Xu Jialan had no expression on his face, "..."
She spat out the foam from her mouth and rinsed it out.
Then she took the towel from the man's hand and wiped her face.
"You're not."
Shen Xichuan took the towel and wiped her hands carefully, with a faint smile on his lips.
"Why shouldn't I be?"
"Don't you know that people outside are saying that I'm a wife slave and a henpecked husband?"
Xu Jialan has woken up.
She looked at the man in front of her and kicked him lazily, "You are slandering me."
"No way? Someone else said that."
Xu Jialan looked at him, "When did I care about you?"
Shen Xichuan had just finished wiping her hands and thought about it seriously, “It seems so.”
Xu Jialan: "..."
The man put the towel away, put his hands on either side of the countertop, approached her, and asked, "So, when will my wife take care of me?"
The voice has a charming low husky tone.
It's the kind of tingling sensation that makes your ears feel pregnant.
Xu Jialan took a deep breath.
She raised her hand, pushing her fingertips against his chest to put some distance between them.
"Just talk, don't get too close."
Shen Xichuan raised his eyebrows, “Close? I think we might still be able to…”
A little closer.
Xu Jialan held his breath, but still couldn't help but speak, "Shen Xichuan."
The man paused.
"Calm down," she said.
"Am I not calm?" he asked.
Xu Jialan had a blank expression on his face.
He looked at me and asked, "Why don't you just look at what you're saying?"
Shen Xichuan looked at her with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, "As you say, my wife."
Xu Jialan sighed and kicked his feet, "Carry me down, it hurts."
Hearing this, the man frowned, reached out to hug her, and walked out.
"Does it hurt? Do you want some ointment?"
“…Shut up.”
Shen Xichuan: “…Oh.”
…
Noon, laboratory.
When the two of them were eating.
Xu Jialan just picked up the chopsticks, paused, and put them down again.
Then he picked up the phone next to him, turned on the camera, took a picture of the food on the table, opened WeChat, and sent it to someone.
An Yuening took a few bites and saw her actions, a little confused, "What are you doing?"
Xu Jialan looked calm and said, "Report your itinerary."
An Yuening: “…?”
She was stunned for a few seconds, then smiled, "No, your Shen Nanshen has brought all the team rules home? He also needs to report the itinerary? So strict?"
After sending the message, Xu Jialan gave her a cold look.
An Yuening paused and said, "Don't look at me like that. I'm a little panicked."
Xu Jialan retracted his gaze, then picked up his chopsticks and slowly ate a mouthful of food before saying, "Our guy said that his eldest brother's wife always reported his itinerary to him, but I didn't, so he felt wronged."
An Yuening was confused after hearing this.
It took her a while to react, "Wait, your eldest brother is..."
Xu Jialan looked at her expressionlessly, "Yes, it's you."
An Yuening: "..."
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