Chapter 25 Black Silk Nightgown Memo

It was late at night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

Pei Yuning half-asleeply reached out to touch the water cup on the bedside table, but after a few tries, all were empty.

She opened her eyes and with the help of a ray of moonlight shining through the gap in the curtains, she could see the furnishings in the bedroom. It was not her own bedroom, but the bedroom of the bridal chamber.

Pei Yuning suddenly remembered something, turned on the ceiling light, lifted the quilt, and looked at the label on the mattress.

Sure enough, it was the same brand and model as the mattress in her bedroom.

Shang Yanci actually noticed such a tiny detail. She asked how come she could sleep so soundly even though she changed her bed tonight? It turned out to be because of the mattress, or perhaps, the glass of vanilla milk she drank before going to bed.

Pei Yuning got up from the bed and planned to go downstairs to get a glass of water.

The corridor and one side of the stairs were equipped with small floor-sensing lights. Pei Yuning walked lightly to the lobby on the first floor.

There was a slight "click" sound.

The floor lamp next to the sofa lit up. Shang Yanci sat upright and asked gently, "Madam, why don't you turn on the light?"

Pei Yuning exhaled, her heart beating wildly. Fortunately, Shang Yanci turned on the light before speaking, otherwise she would have been really scared.

"I can see it." Pei Yuning raised his hand and pointed at the small floor lamp. "Can't you sleep sitting here?"

Pei Yuning came down directly wearing her suspender nightgown without putting on a robe.

Shang Yanci restrainedly looked away and said in a low voice: "Well, I can't sleep."

Pei Yuning sat next to him: "You have insomnia, would you like to drink a glass of vanilla milk? I think it helps."

"Then I will make you a cup of vanilla milk every night." Shang Yanci said, "I can't sleep, but it's not because of insomnia."

Pei Yuning asked in a very smooth manner: "Why is that?"

"Because my wife didn't reply to my message." Shang Yanci lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes cast a beautiful silhouette like butterfly wings under the soft light of the floor lamp. His low and mellow voice was very soft, like a spring breeze that could not be held between fingers. "I was thinking about what I didn't do well today and made you angry."

Pei Yuning was stunned. Under Shang Yanci's burning gaze, he explained, "I'm not angry. I was just not sure if you were resting at that time, and I was worried that my reply would disturb you."

Shang Yanci chuckled softly, "So, I was overthinking it. However, since I have already sent a message to Madam, it is reasonable to leave some time to wait for a reply, so you don't have to worry about disturbing me in the future."

Pei Yuning was attracted by his smile, and after a moment's glance, she realized that Shang Yanci was wearing a black silk nightgown with a soft drape.

Unlike the abstinence and formality of a suit, he wore his homely black silk nightgown in an elegant and casual manner, with a lazy and charming vibe. The tie around his waist was the only restraint on his body that needed to be untied.

At this moment, the slender white neck, the sharp bony Adam's apple, the distinct blue veins, the smooth clavicle, and even the seductive outline of the chest can be vaguely seen. If you look further down, it would be inappropriate to look at it.

"...Okay, got it." Pei Yuning looked away and picked up the water on the table.

Shang Yanci reached out and gently clasped her wrist: "Don't drink cold water at night."

He stood up, walked to the water purifier, filled a thermos glass with warm water, and handed it to her.

Pei Yuning took it: "Thank you."

Shang Yanci watched her finish a whole cup of warm water and said, "It's my negligence. I will put water on your bedside table in the future."

Pei Yuning shook his head: "I forgot it myself, it has nothing to do with you."

Shang Yanci asked casually, "Madam, are you going to start calling me 'you' again?"

Pei Yuning changed his words: "...A Yan."

Well, it still feels a bit awkward. I don't know how Shang Yanci could call "Madam" so smoothly and naturally. I admire him.

Shang Yanci: "You'll get used to it after calling it a few times."

Pei Yuning: "Okay."

"Madam, please wait a moment." Shang Yanci stood up, found a thermos, cleaned it, took a kettle of warm water, held it in his hand, and looked at Pei Yuning, "Okay, go upstairs and continue to rest."

"Yeah." Pei Yuning walked over with the thermos glass cup.

When going up the stairs, Shang Yanci followed her. The floor lamp was on, but Shang Yanci still turned on the flashlight on her cell phone.

A straight line of white light shone under her feet.

The road ahead is bright, with Him behind me.

Shang Yanci: "Next time, remember to turn on the light before walking up the stairs. The light from the floor lamp is dim and unsafe."

"Got it, A'yan." Pei Yuning covered her chest. What kind of fatherly boyfriend is this who pays attention to every detail!

When she covered herself with her hands, she remembered that she was only wearing a suspender nightgown when she came down. She was thirsty at the time and did not think too much about it. She just thought that it was late at night and there was no outsider in the villa. She did not expect Shang Yanci to sit on the sofa in the living room without turning on the lights and reflect on herself.

Fortunately, Shang Yanci turned on the soft light of a column-type floor lamp, which has limited illumination intensity and distance. Otherwise, what is the difference between the suspender nightgown she is wearing and the one that is visible at a glance?

When Pei Yuning reached the master bedroom, he pushed open the door and quickly turned off the light he had turned on before going downstairs. He said in a way that made it obvious, "The light is too bright. It's a bit blinding."

"I'll have someone change the light to a softer one tomorrow." Shang Yanci walked into the bedroom, put the thermos in his hand on the bedside table, and said gently without stopping, "Good night, Madam."

Pei Yuning: "Good night, Yan."

Shang Yanci raised his hand and rubbed her smooth curly hair affectionately: "Madam has made great progress."

Pei Yuning thought: Is this also exaggerating?

Shang Yanci restrained himself and withdrew his hand, closing the door when he left the master bedroom.

The small floor lamp in the corridor emitted a dim light.

Shang Yanci looked at the notes on his mobile phone that he had consulted with Old Madam Pei, which contained information about Pei Yuning's living habits. One of the entries read:

"Around 1 a.m., I feel thirsty and want to drink water."

Back in the guest bedroom, Shang Yanci lay on the bed, and Pei Yuning's image in the suspender nightgown just now appeared in the depths of his mind again. Although he only allowed himself to take a quick look, he seemed to remember every tiny detail clearly.

Well-maintained black curly hair, pure and bright pretty eyes, clear and delicate skin, and small and rosy lips.

The suspenders are very thin, with lace edges overlapping on the chest, white and eye-catching, and the waist is hollowed out, revealing the seductive invisible waistline. The nightgown is very short, just above the hips, revealing a pair of long, well-proportioned, white legs, slender and beautiful.

Shang Yanci got up and opened the window. The night wind blew in with coolness, and his greed continued.