Chapter 3 Chapter 3 "Who's harassing whom now?"
The living room was silent. The floor lamp that was usually on was not warm at all today. The sliding door of the semi-open balcony was open, reflecting the cold light of the night sky. The wind blew the thick fabric curtains, and the light and shadow swayed.
There was no one in the living room. The whole house was so quiet that he could hear his own breathing and the sound of the cruise ship's whistle coming through the balcony on the river not far away.
Cheng Shuze's heart sank slightly.
Jiang Yiyu is not at home, how is that possible?
When he went downstairs, he clearly saw that the lights were on in the house. Could it be that she left in just a short while?
The soft sound of the door closing brought Cheng Shuze back to his scattered thoughts. As he walked through the living room, the vague uneasiness in his heart became more and more obvious.
The long sofa in the living room, which was always piled with Jiang Yiyu's various dresses, was now tidy. Even the aromatherapy cups and snack boxes that were usually placed on the matte ash wood coffee table were covered. It was so meticulous that it looked like a commercial sample room for people to visit.
Cheng Shuze frowned and reached out to close the balcony door. He used too much force and the sudden sound of the pulley passing over the rail was disturbing in the quiet night.
Almost instantly, after the noise, all the lights in the living room suddenly lit up.
"It turns out that Mr. Cheng is willing to come back. I thought he was so excited to be single again that I planned to stay up all night in the bar on the first day." A lazy and deliberately drawn-out tone sounded, and Jiang Yiyu, wearing a white cotton suspender nightgown and a chiffon shawl of the same color, appeared in the living room with her hands folded.
She stood in the hallway between the living room and the master bedroom, leaning against the wall, the lights and shadows intertwined, the warm yellow light from the ceiling lamp half shining on her face, her eyes lowered, and against the plain long skirt, she exuded an astonishingly warm texture like warm jade, with a sense of fragility that was particularly rare in her.
Jiang Yiyu was obviously about to fall asleep but was woken up again. She raised her hand to cover her yawn and raised her eyes.
Hearing the sound, Cheng Shuze turned around suddenly, trying to adapt to the sudden light. He didn't even realize that after seeing Jiang Yiyu staying at home well, the string that had been tense in his heart suddenly relaxed.
He said that no matter how angry Jiang Yiyu was, she would not move out, and he would coax her for two days and she would be fine.
"Did I wake you up?" The anger that was originally surging in his heart suddenly dissipated completely. Cheng Shuze, who had had a cold face since he left for the Civil Affairs Bureau early in the morning until just now, walked towards Jiang Yiyu with gentle words as if nothing had happened.
Jiang Yiyu raised her eyes and looked at Cheng Shuze who was approaching calmly with a half-smile. When he came forward and was about to hug her, she stretched out her white fingertips and touched his shoulder.
Cheng Shuze was stunned.
"Mr. Cheng has such a good memory, he wouldn't have forgotten our current relationship, right?" Jiang Yiyu used a little force with her fingertips to stop Cheng Shuze's movements.
"Ex-husband."
When this word came out, Cheng Shao's eyebrows jumped, but then he said: "If you mind, you can become your current husband again tomorrow."
Cheng Shuze leaned down slightly, Jiang Yiyu turned her head to avoid him, and suddenly pushed his shoulder. Cheng Shuze took a few steps back without warning, but before he could react, Jiang Yiyu grabbed his collar and pulled him closer.
Their eyes met, and their breathing sounds intertwined in the silent night. Cheng Shuze cooperated by lowering his head and letting Jiang Yiyu pull his collar, as if he was letting her do whatever she wanted.
Cheng Shuze was good-looking, with prominent eyebrows, eyes, and nose. His face alone had a captivating, dark color. A few years ago, when he was in high school, he was just beginning to blossom, and there were many girls at school who would stare at him every day.
People are generally very tolerant of good-looking people. Take Cheng Shuze's arrogant and domineering personality in high school, who, relying on the casual claim that their families were childhood sweethearts, wanted to make it a family affair, and brought a bunch of friends to block her classroom door and shout at her. If it weren't for his good looks, she wouldn't have been so easily persuaded and impulsively agreed to a passionate relationship with him on the spot.
At that time, the news that she and Cheng Shuze were together caused such a sensation that the entire campus forum was dominated for a week, and even their families were alarmed. After they graduated from high school, the two families decided on it and they actually got engaged.
Even though she had been looking at Cheng Shuze's face for several years, it still looked a bit immature compared to that time. Now it had more tension with the distinct features of an adult. His obedient look with his eyes downcast, allowing himself to be controlled, made Jiang Yiyu couldn't help but clench the collar in her hand again.
"I heard that Young Master Cheng booked out the entire Ta bar to celebrate his single status?" Although he spoke very gently, Cheng Shuze could sense the chilling tone hidden in his words.
Without even thinking, Cheng Shuze immediately denied it: "How is that possible? It was Yang Han's group who called me over a dozen times and insisted I go. I was just going through the motions and left after ten minutes."
Jiang Yiyu raised her eyebrows and pressed the tip of her index finger on the other's slightly dry lips ambiguously to stop him from speaking.
"That's a nice thing to say." Jiang Yiyu was unmoved. Her fingers casually touched his thin lips. The distance between their faces was very close. Cheng Shuze leaned his left hand against the wall, half circled Jiang Yiyu under his body, and followed the movement to hold her fingertips in his mouth.
The lights in the living room were turned off. In the darkness, Cheng Shuze saw Jiang Yiyu's reflection in his eyes. The lust in his eyes was astonishingly deep. He reached out and grabbed Jiang Yiyu's wrist, pulled her hand down, and kissed her plump red lips forcefully with some determination.
It was a long, deep kiss. Jiang Yiyun had already turned her head away when Cheng Shuze raised his hand to grab her wrist, but he was firmly held, unable to escape. Due to the huge difference in size and strength, Jiang Yiyun's wrist was sore from being pressed, so she simply didn't waste energy struggling and bit Cheng Shuze's lips directly.
The bite was probably a little deep, and the smell of blood instantly spread between the lips and teeth. Cheng Shuze frowned slightly in pain but still did not let go. Instead, he forcefully deepened the kiss. Jiang Yiyu endured the smell of rust and slowly burned until the air around them seemed to be exhausted and so thin that people choked and coughed. The man opposite him kindly stepped back a little to let the slightly cool air in.
Cheng Shuze let Jiang Yiyun's hand rest on his neck, leaned down and was about to pick her up by the knees. Although Jiang Yiyun's head was still not clear from the kiss, she reflexively blocked his movement with the hand that was still holding his collar.
"Wait." The voice, no longer calm, was filled with rapid breathing.
The voice was too soft after the kiss, with a hint of coquettishness. Cheng Shuze's Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously. The hot body temperature was continuously transmitted to the body pressed tightly against him through the thin nightgown. When he opened his mouth, his voice was already familiar and hoarse: "Hmm? You want to be here?"
They had been in love for many years and had even been married for two years. When Cheng Shuze's hoarse and slow voice came out, the psychological defense that Jiang Yiyu had built up with great difficulty collapsed, and her legs almost went weak and she fell directly into his arms.
But it didn't matter in the past. Jiang Yiyu remembered the freshly issued divorce certificate she got this morning. She gritted her teeth and tried not to be tempted by Cheng Shuze's nonchalant action of licking the wound on her lower lip that she had bitten.
Seeing that Jiang Yiyu had been panting for a long time without saying anything, Cheng Shuze let out a chuckle from his throat, and his slender fingers skillfully passed over the hem of her skirt from bottom to top.
The distance that was already almost the same became even closer. Jiang Yiyu's eyes unconsciously focused on Cheng Shuze's clean white shirt. She vaguely smelled a bitter smell on him that she hadn't had for a long time.
Bitter taste?
Jiang Yiyun, who was struggling on the border between reason and emotion, suddenly came back to her senses: "You smoked?"
Cheng Shuze paused in his kiss on her neck, his voice hazy and wet: "I just lit one, I didn't smoke."
Jiang Yiyu pushed his shoulders but failed. She sniffed his suit jacket carefully while hugging him, and then pried Cheng Shuze's head open with force.
"Take off your coat."
The originally straight suit jacket had been wrinkled, and it was obvious at a glance that it had been severely damaged. Cheng Shuze unbuttoned it with one hand, and the tight white shirt also loosened, revealing the beautiful and smooth lines of his waist and abdomen.
Jiang Yiyu's eyes swept over the deliberately exposed abdominal muscles of the man opposite her without leaving a trace. After searching through the empty pockets of his suit, she grabbed his white shirt and carefully examined the marks on it. Cheng Shuze let Jiang Yiyu's hand touch his warm muscles, endured it, and even kindly gave her a special reminder.
"Look down again."
Jiang Yiyun withdrew her hand and sneered, "What are you looking at? We haven't even been divorced for a day yet, and you've been smoking all night and not even back at 11 o'clock. You've been waiting for this day to cheat on me for a long time, right?"
The suit jacket thrown by Jiang Yiyu covered his head. He could vaguely make out the faint but obvious smell of women's perfume and tobacco. Cheng Shuze choked and mentally cursed Yang Han a thousand times for asking him to go to the bar today.
"Really? I brought this by accident from the bar." Cheng Shuze threw his coat on the ground and simply tore off his shirt. His top-notch body lines and that lustful face were so alluring in the middle of the night. "Let's go to the bathroom."
"Why are you going? Get out of here." This interruption brought back all her rationality. Jiang Yiyu opened Cheng Shuze's hand and was about to walk towards the room, not at all moved by the infatuation just now.
Cheng Shuze raised his hand and grabbed her arm, frowning and saying, "Are you still angry? Blaming me for coming back late today?"
"What time you come back and where you want to stay has nothing to do with me. I don't care about your divorce." In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yiyu instantly put up an indestructible psychological defense line again.
"So you didn't send a message or even make a phone call?" Cheng Shuze followed Jiang Yiyu's steps.
"I've already said that we're divorced. Legally speaking, we're strangers with no connection. What's there to keep in touch with? Let go." Jiang Yiyun tried to shake off Cheng Shuze and closed the door. "If you don't let go, you're harassing me."
"Oh, sure." Cheng Shuze's expression faded. He grabbed Jiang Yiyun's hand and pressed it against his tight abdominal muscles, pressing hard. "Who's harassing who now?"
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