Chapter 150 Does it hurt?
Chen Congyu was afraid that Jiang Xilin would come back too late or have eaten outside, so she spoke to him with a bit of anticipation and relief.
To Jiang Xilin's ears, it sounded like she was waiting for him to come back.
He put down his coat and walked over. Two dishes and a soup had just been placed on the table, steaming hot, and the aroma of food floated in the air.
Chen Congyu brought the bowl and chopsticks over. She was hungry and unconsciously urged him: "Go wash your hands and eat."
Jiang Xilin went to the kitchen to wash his hands, sat down opposite Shen Congyu, and asked her, "When did you come?"
"I went back to pack my things at noon, and came straight here as soon as I got off work this afternoon." Chen Congyu took the initiative to explain, "I brought some things I usually use. Did you see them just now? They are placed in the living room. Doesn't it look like we have been living together?"
This was what Jiang Xilin meant last time. Shen Congyu wanted to do as he said, worried that he would be dissatisfied, so he looked at him seriously and waited for a response.
Jiang Xilin did notice it, because he had lived with her for a period of time and was very familiar with her living habits.
She would buy some cute ornaments, so she placed a row of small mushroom forest ornaments on the table in the entrance hall.
Her hair band and hand cream were placed on the coffee table so she could use them at any time.
There is also a photo frame with her photo on the table, and some other small things that belong to her.
It’s so simple to create daily traces of two people’s lives.
"not bad."
When Jiang Xilin approved, Shen Congyu showed a smug look, and she said complacently: "Teacher Zhang will definitely not be able to see the real situation."
"But I didn't clean up the upstairs," Chen Congyu said again, "I was afraid of messing up your things, so the clothes are still in the suitcase."
Jiang Xilin nodded.
Chen Congyu: "Teacher Zhang won't go to the bedroom to check, right?"
"Won't."
"That's good."
Shen Congyu can eat without worry.
Her cooking skills are now very proficient, and she cooks according to her own taste. She has a good appetite and ate quietly for a while.
She thought about it again and asked Jiang Xilin cautiously, "Then should I stay in the guest room tonight?"
Jiang Xilin held his chopsticks and threw the question back to her, "What do you think?"
Chen Congyu couldn't say it.
Their frequency recently wasn't very high, which was just right for her, but based on her understanding of him, it was definitely not enough.
Even if they were pretending to live together now, there was no reason for them to sleep separately. She was supposed to sleep with him anyway.
Chen Congyu chewed the rice and stopped talking.
She stayed in the master bedroom at night. She had slept here before. Everything she wore and used was either disposable or belonged to Jiang Xilin. Everything she used tonight was brought by herself.
When she came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, Jiang Xilin moved his eyes away from the computer and looked at her nightgown.
Then he went into the bathroom again and noticed her daily necessities placed on the countertop together with his toiletries, as well as a beige towel she had just used.
Chen Congyu couldn't hide at night. She knew in her heart that it was impossible for her to just chat with Jiang Xilin under the quilt, but she didn't expect that he would be so energetic tonight.
At the end of the round, she was already broken.
The pillow was soaked with tears, and the sheets were wrinkled by her. Her eyes were red from crying, and her face looked so fragile and pitiful.
She found an opportunity to lean against his neck, sobbing and trying to please him with a pitiful tone, trying to arouse a little sympathy from him.
Unfortunately, in Jiang Xilin's opinion, her moist and rosy face made him feel a kind of bad possessiveness, and he wanted to see her look more pitiful.
She didn't say those sarcastic and unpleasant things as usual. All she could do was cry and call his name.
Jiang Xilin was very satisfied with her current condition, and the force that bound her hands became stronger and stronger.
Chen Congyu slept very deeply in the second half of the night and had basically no memory of anything. He slept until ten o'clock the next morning.
Not seeing Jiang Xilin, Shen Congyu vaguely remembered that he said last night that Teacher Zhang's flight would arrive in Haicheng at 10:30. She hurriedly got out of bed and her legs went weak and she almost fell.
The mirror reflected her swollen eyes, caused by crying too much last night, and clear teeth marks on her collarbone.
Chen Congyu wanted to cry and curse, but it was too late. She simply packed up and went out to change clothes.
Jiang Xilin just returned to the bedroom. When he saw her, he was obviously in a good mood. "I thought you were still sleeping."
Chen Congyu didn't want to talk to him, so she found some clothes and came out. She wanted to go into the bathroom to change clothes, but her legs were uncomfortable and she didn't want to walk around, so she simply took off her nightgown and changed clothes in front of Jiang Xilin.
She had her back to Jiang Xilin, and there were some marks on her fair back, especially on her waist, where there were a few bruises.
The fair and delicate skin seemed to have become a canvas for Jiang Xilin to paint freely.
He leaned against the low cabinet to admire the picture he had created. He did not feel anything wrong about watching people change clothes, until Chen Congyu put on her clothes and blocked her body.
Shen Congyu pulled her hair out of her collar and turned around, but she didn't expect Jiang Xilin's eyes to stay on her without any concealment.
Even though they had done more intimate things countless times, she still pursed her lips and asked, "What are you looking at?"
She was dissatisfied and her words were full of anger.
Jiang Xilin would not bother with her at this moment. He walked forward and straightened her collar, his fingers sliding down her jaw and stopping at her collarbone.
There were bite marks under his fingertips.
He pressed it and asked her, "Does it hurt?"
Chen Congyu frowned, "You ask even though you already know the answer."
"Does it hurt?"
Chen Congyu said: "It hurts, my waist hurts, my legs hurt, it hurts everywhere."
Jiang Xilin didn't feel embarrassed and said calmly, "So I let you sleep a little longer. You're almost late."
"That's because of you."
"Can we still leave now?"
Chen Congyu looked at the situation and got angry, complaining, "I said no, can I not go?"
Jiang Xilin gave a negative answer.
But he suddenly picked her up.
Chen Congyu subconsciously grabbed his clothes, "What are you doing?"
Jiang Xilin carried her out, "Aren't you supposed to be able to walk? Wouldn't it be better for you if I carried you down?"
Even if Chen Congyu was angry, he could feel that this person was in a good mood today.
She didn't want to admit that the more miserable she looked, the happier he was.
Thinking of this, she let him carry her downstairs.
Xi Wen was in the kitchen, preparing breakfast and a cup of coffee, both for Chen Congyu.
Shen Congyu saw him and struggled to get out of Jiang Xilin's arms.
They are not in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, so she is not shameless enough to do this in public.
She took the food and coffee, followed Jiang Xilin out, got into the car, and headed to the airport.
Fortunately, there was no traffic jam on the way to the airport today, so they were only a few minutes late, which was not too late.
Before meeting Teacher Zhang and her husband, Jiang Xilin hugged Shen Congyu's waist and said, "Act realistically. You don't need me to teach you, right?"
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