Chapter 177 We
Opposite the suite is the IFC Building.
The largest LED screen in Beijing is hung there.
Written with words of proposal.
The only difference is that the previous "Yinyin, will you marry me?" was changed to: "My Yinyin agreed to marry me!"
The light from the white screen leaked into the suite through the floor-to-ceiling windows. From the door to the bedroom, Han Zhan's kiss never stopped. She fell into the soft big bed. Shi Yin instinctively reached out to grab the man's shoulder blade. His hand moved from her waist to her back. She raised her body slightly to cooperate with his movements.
Moonlight enters the house.
Sprinkled between the two people's passionate eyebrows.
Han Zhan stared closely into her beautiful almond-shaped eyes. He could clearly see himself in them. It was a strange feeling, as if she was completely absorbed in his thoughts and feelings, a sense of contentment deep in his heart.
He crouched low.
He kissed her porcelain-white forehead.
He kissed her eyes, her small nose, and then her pink lips. Unlike the uncontrolled possession he had before, Han Zhan restrained his strength and gently sucked her lips, gently tracing the shape of her lips.
The night breeze is blowing gently outside the window.
The temperature inside the house climbed.
Ambiguity is skyrocketing.
Shi Yin couldn't remember how fast her heartbeat was, nor how rapid her breathing was. She only heard him calling her name over and over again, the sweat that spread across his thin skin dripping onto her.
…
This was the best sleep Shi Yin had ever had.
A dreamless night.
Sleep well until dawn.
The window screens didn't completely block out the midday sun, and a few rays of sunlight streamed in, blinding Shi Yin. She yawned with her eyes closed, instinctively pulling her arms out from under the covers and stretching.
Arms raised.
The back of my hand leaned back and touched a warm and solid chest.
Shi Yin's cheeks flushed instantly, and before she could even open her eyes, she pulled the quilt over her head, crawling inwards. Han Zhan was amused by her, a relaxed smile evident between his brows. He immediately grabbed the corner of the quilt that hadn't fallen down yet and crawled in together.
The bedding was wrinkled and loose.
Keep pulling.
"I didn't brush my teeth."
"No kiss, wife."
"I want to get up, Han Zhan——"
"It's just past noon and it's still early, honey. Turn over and face me, honey. You're not willing to show your beautiful face to me even though it's on the sheets? Put your legs on me, okay, honey?"
"I'm afraid of crushing you."
"I just like you pressing on me."
Shi Yin: “…”
It was more than forty minutes later that I came to my senses again.
Shi Yin lay on the bed.
Her hands lay boneless beside the pillow, her strength so lost she barely even bothered to lift a finger. Wet sweat dripped from her temples onto the sheets. The silk quilt draped loosely around her waist, exposing her pale, narrow back to the air.
Han Zhan leaned on her shoulder.
Kiss her back.
Sensing that he was approaching again, Shi Yin instinctively reached out to push the heavy wall of people behind her, mumbling to him, "No more Han Zhan—"
Her voice was soft.
The tone is aggrieved.
It immediately hit the softest part of Han Zhan's heart.
He wanted to hide her, hold her in the palm of his hand, and hold her in his heart. Han Zhan put his arm around her waist, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her on the face. He couldn't help but kiss her three or five more times.
The body loses its center of gravity.
There is a feeling of being suspended.
Shi Yin's chaotic brain woke up a little, and she opened her sleepy eyes and saw her feet swaying in the air. She tilted her head and saw that handsome face was right in front of her.
Han Zhan tilted his head.
He held her with one hand and brushed her sweaty hair away from her face with the other. His fingertips accidentally brushed the corner of her lips, and Han Zhan couldn't help but kiss her twice on the lips.
Shi Yin: “…”
It was already afternoon when we returned to Beishan Villa.
The two left the VIP suite of Qinyuanchun Chinese Restaurant, and the Cullinan drove out of the underground garage and into the center of the bustling metropolis.
Shi Yin sat in the passenger seat.
My legs feel a little sore.
While waiting for the housekeeper to answer the phone, she gently rubbed her skirt twice. Han Zhan, who was driving, saw her movements and said, "Wife, I'll rub you when we get home."
Shi Yin was slightly stunned.
Her cheeks immediately flushed.
The phone was connected at this moment. Shi Yin first looked up and glared at Han Zhan, pretending to be fierce and warning him not to talk nonsense, and then said to the housekeeper: "Uncle Han, Ah Zhan and I are on the way back."
"Okay ma'am, I'll go prepare dinner in a minute."
The person on the other end was very happy.
She seemed to be overjoyed. Before she even hung up the phone, she started muttering to the servant, "I told you, you don't have to make lunch for the mistress and the gentleman today. I guess he didn't sleep all night, so he slept until the afternoon and came back for dinner."
Shi Yin quickly pressed the red button.
Hang up quickly.
Don't let the conversation continue in the car.
Han Zhan took in all the flickering of her eyes and her evasive, awkward expression. As soon as he stopped the car at the intersection, he leaned over to Shi Yin's face, not giving her time to react. He cupped her cheek and kissed her, "Wife, are you dying to be so cute?"
Shi Yin pushed him and said, "Drive carefully."
"The light is red."
"Then you have to concentrate too."
"I want to focus, too." Han Zhan stared at her, lowering his body even lower, as if he was going to eat her. "I don't know how these damn eyes got here, but they're stuck on you. I can't move them away no matter how hard I try. What can I do, honey? I just want to keep looking at you."
Shi Yin: “…”
The two were too close.
She could feel his breath.
She couldn't help but recall the crazy scenes of last night, the rising body temperature, the fierce collision. Every frame that flooded into her mind was so intense that she couldn't open her eyes or look him in the face. Shi Yin avoided his gaze and quickly slipped out from under his arm, pressing herself against the car window.
See him lift his thin lips.
Before he could say anything, Shi Yin couldn't wait to point to the intersection in the distance: "The light is green, Han Zhan!"
She has a slow-to-warm-up personality.
He speaks and acts slowly.
Lazy.
It’s very similar to her WeChat avatar.
There was something endearingly odd about such a slow-paced person speeding up. Han Zhan stared at her flushed face for a moment, then smiled silently as he returned to the driver's seat, caught up with the car in front, and drove smoothly through the intersection.
He didn't say anything else.
The carriage was quiet for a few minutes.
Shi Yin raised her eyes and glanced at him secretly several times. After making sure that he was really behaving well, she reached out to take her mobile phone on the center console, turned on the screen, and what caught her eye was the red unread message prompt of 99+.
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