Chapter 200 I kissed his brows and eyes with my gaze
Wen Jiu went to the hospital to have a doctor check her current physical condition to see if she was fit to have sex.
Her face wasn't that hot when she asked the doctor, but Zhou Yanchuan's laughter made her embarrassed. She tried to run away from his embrace, but before she could move, he grabbed her wrist.
He asked her, "Since you've already said it's okay, do you think you can still leave tonight?"
Seeing this, Wen Jiu suddenly felt a little scared and said in a low voice, "It's okay, but it can't be too much. It has to be moderate."
"Moderately?"
His voice was indulgent, teasing, and tinged with a hint of danger.
Wen Jiu was about to respond when she was led to the bedside.
After Zhou Yanchuan sat down, he leaned back, supporting himself with one hand, and looked up at her.
Wen Jiu was puzzled.
He raised his hand, lazily pulled her along, and gestured for her to sit on his lap.
As soon as she sat down, he hooked his arm around the back of her neck and kissed her.
A long, deep kiss.
Tonight, Zhou Yanchuan was excessively gentle. Wen Jiu was so soft that she felt like she had no bones, unwilling to move an inch. She simply kissed his eyebrows with her eyes, willingly letting him do as he pleased.
His long hair brushed against the back of his hand. Zhou Yanchuan looked at the person sitting on his lap, his Adam's apple bobbing, and the corners of his eyes reddening slightly.
No matter how many times he saw her, he still felt that she was so beautiful from head to toe.
Beneath her fair, almost translucent skin, one could faintly see bluish-green veins. He held her lower back with his hand and lowered his head to kiss her neck.
The person in his arms became even softer, and a very soft whimper escaped their lips.
Zhou Yanchuan liked her voice. The veins on his hands bulged, but he always restrained himself from being too heavy or too fast.
Then, he carried the person to the bed, where they lay on their side.
Wen Jiu let out a soft "ah".
Zhou Yanchuan whispered in her ear, "Baby, Xiao Huang is still at the door, keep your voice down."
As if he had heard him, the little guy guarding outside barked as soon as he finished speaking.
Wen Jiu was so embarrassed that she buried her head in his chest, her body trembling and completely red.
"Get out."
He stopped early because he was afraid of hurting her, but he was just deliberately provoking her: "What if you don't want to?"
*
The next day, Wen Jiu sat at the dining table and had just scooped up a spoonful of porridge when she heard Aunt Lin next to her say, "Madam, you look so radiant today."
She paused in her porridge-drinking motion and couldn't help but cough.
As soon as Zhou Yanchuan came out of the dressing room, he saw the person in the chair coughing incessantly, and Aunt Lin next to her was anxiously patting her back.
Seeing the man approach, Aunt Lin consciously stepped aside.
Zhou Yanchuan reached out and patted Wen Jiu's back, his voice filled with concern: "Have you caught a cold?"
"No," Wen Jiu explained, having recovered by now, "I choked on the porridge."
"Why are you spacing out while eating porridge?"
"No, I just said that Madam looks good today," Aunt Lin explained from the side, but she seemed not to understand what was wrong with her words and why she had such a big reaction.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yanchuan laughed.
Wen Jiu looked up at him. "Don't laugh."
He smiled and said, "Yes."
*
After dinner, as Zhou Yanchuan was about to leave, he took his tie and went to the sofa.
When Wen Jiu saw him coming, she put down the book in her hand and stood up.
The warm yellow morning light, enveloping the winter tranquility, fell upon the two of them through the French windows.
Wen Jiu reached out and picked up the tie that Zhou Yanchuan handed her.
He naturally lowered his body to accommodate her height, and his hands naturally landed on her waist as he whispered, "Let Lu Nian take you to the company this afternoon."
"What are you going to the company for?" Wen Jiu gently pinched the end of her tie with her fingertips and looked up at him.
Look at me.
"What's so interesting about you?"
"Aren't you going to check up on things?"
Wen Jiu paused for half a second, then continued: "My investigation will definitely be a surprise investigation. Since you said it in advance, you must have been prepared."
Zhou Yanchuan smiled and said, "As expected of our Prosecutor Wen."
"Be poor."
He gave a slight smirk, his gaze never leaving her as he watched her tie her tie. He then rubbed her waist and said, "Let's go."
"Um."
"If you're tired, lie down and rest in bed. Don't sit here for too long."
"good."
He lowered his head and kissed her lips, then turned to the big guy next to him and said, "Little Huang, keep an eye on your mom."
"Woof."
Zhou Yanchuan left with a smile.
Wen Jiu blushed for no apparent reason.
She sat back down on the sofa, looked out the French windows into the yard, and watched the tall, slender figure leave before slowly turning her gaze away.
*
In the afternoon, Wen Jiu went to the dressing room to change her clothes. Aunt Lin saw this and asked, "Madam, are you going out?"
"Um."
She knew why Zhou Yanchuan suddenly asked her to go to the company; it was because there had been some recent online rumors about their marital discord.
He was afraid she would overthink it.
Wen Jiu didn't really think about anything, but since he wanted her to go and see, she went anyway, since she was just idling at home.
After calling Lu Nian, Wen Jiu asked Aunt Lin to cook some of Zhou Yanchuan's favorite dishes.
It was already past 7 p.m. when she arrived at the company.
She didn't let Lu Nian tell Zhou Yanchuan about her arrival.
From the moment she entered the company lobby, eyes from all directions rushed toward her.
Wen Jiu followed Lu Nian in the private elevator.
As the elevator ascended, Lu Nian said to her, "Madam, the boss should be in a meeting at this time. You can wait for him in his office later."
"good."
Just as Lu Nian said, Zhou Yanchuan was in a meeting in the conference room, and Wen Jiu went to his office alone.
She looked at the layout, which was exactly the same as the last time she came, walked to the low table, put the groceries she was carrying on the table, and took them out one by one.
By the time Wen Jiu finished setting things up, she still hadn't returned.
She sighed softly. Even so, she was still expected to eat properly every day. She herself probably only ate breakfast on time.
Wen Jiu waited and waited, but no one came. She sat on the sofa and started playing on her phone. She was talking to Xia Shi about the upcoming concert.
Several people didn't want her to go to the scene; there were too many people, and they were afraid something might happen to her and the child.
After hearing what they said, Wen Jiu was also a little unsure whether she should go or not.
She stared blankly at her phone for an unknown amount of time, until just as Wen Jiu felt she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly heard footsteps.
She suddenly perked up, got up from the sofa, and tiptoed behind the door.
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