59 Crossing the Line
◎ “Some things are not yours. If you touch them, you have to pay the price.”◎
Outside the door, You Zhuo's clear and recognizable voice came from a high pitched voice: "Where are they? Where are they? Didn't they say the stitches would be removed today?"
You Zhuo turned the doorknob and found it was locked. He muttered, "It's locked. Where did he go?"
Could it be that he left first?
He looked at the thermos box and teacup beside the bed, which were obviously not put away yet, and was a little confused.
You Zhuo lingered outside the door for a few moments.
Finally, he took out his cell phone and sent a message while walking out.
A door away——
Jiang Suiyun almost collapsed. She wanted to stop it but was afraid of being heard by people outside, so she could only suppress her sobs.
It was not until she began to convulse wildly that He Chifeng slowly raised his head.
The man kissed her trembling belly, his voice filled with laziness and complacency after a full meal: "Look... no one came in."
The footsteps outside the door gradually faded away.
Jiang Suiyun's tense nerves finally relaxed, and then she was overwhelmed by the embarrassment of being almost caught, as well as the anger of this man's reckless behavior. She wrapped herself in the quilt, grabbed the pillow beside her and threw it at the man in front of her: "He Chifeng!"
The man sat on the edge of the bed with his upper body naked, his hair was messed up, and there was a charming water color on his lips. He just remembered what he had promised before, and his eyes were a little vague.
The pillow was thrown and caught. He Chifeng licked the corner of his mouth, and the next second he forcefully rolled Jiang Suiyun and the quilt into his arms.
His chin rubbed affectionately against the top of the woman's head.
He admitted his mistake much more quickly than he had done the first time. "Don't be angry... I won't make a fuss anymore. I really won't make a fuss anymore."
"I...I couldn't help it. I won't do it again next time."
"Next time you ask me to stop, I'll try my best... Were you scared just now?"
This coaxing tone was exactly the same as the one she used to deal with him before.
Jiang Suiyun got even more angry when he saw his "actively admitting mistakes but refusing to repent" look. Also, what does "try to stop" mean?
She broke free from He Chifeng's embrace and wanted to slap him, but the man grabbed her wrist. After all, this trick had been used so many times that He Chifeng could already predict it. Jiang Suiyun sneered, raised her still weak leg, and kicked him: "Get out of here!"
This person doesn't think he's wrong at all!
I don’t even know where I went wrong.
The kick was weak and soft.
Because of the angle, the foot almost brushed against the man's high nose bridge and jawline.
Kicking other parts of the body is flirting, but kicking the face is a blatant humiliation, especially in the eyes of someone like He Chifeng who has been a rich young master since childhood.
As expected, the man's expression changed instantly.
It's almost a conditioned reflex.
He Chifeng had never had his face touched by a foot in his entire life! Fury swirled in his chest, and he reached out to grab the daring foot, wanting to give it a good beating!
Jiang Suiyun originally wanted to kick the man in the chest, but when he moved forward, she suddenly felt a little guilty, and she kept the kicking action half-stiffly.
The quilt was now half hanging on her thighs, revealing a section of her smooth calves and fair, delicate feet.
Jiang Suiyun couldn't help but curl her toes.
She didn't mean it.
But seeing He Chifeng's expression change instantly, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Although this person's temper seemed to have improved during this period, it didn't mean that he was really a good-tempered person.
Jiang Suiyun was afraid that he would take revenge on her.
But at this time, she definitely couldn't admit that she was wrong, otherwise it would give others the opportunity to take advantage of her.
She continued to glare at him with bravado.
However, when the man's hot big hand reached out and grabbed her ankle, she couldn't help but be shocked: "What are you doing!"
She subconsciously tried to pull her foot back, but the grip was tightened.
He Chifeng sneered, and with a sudden force, he dragged the person who was getting farther and farther away from him over to him: "Guess."
Jiang Suiyun was pulled over by the sudden force, his ankle was clamped so hard that it hurt and even his skin turned slightly red.
Her breathing was rapid and heaving.
However, when He Chifeng's gaze fell on Jiang Suiyun, he suddenly stopped.
The woman's skin was all over a sexy pink, especially on her cheeks and collarbone. There were dots of ambiguous traces on her skin downwards, and it was an alluring red.
Her light apricot eyes usually looked calm and gentle, but at this moment they were shimmering and misty, staring at him with shame and anger.
But that look was more of an accusation of being severely bullied than anger.
Like a cat with its fur standing on end but unable to resist.
The fire that had just started in He Chifeng's heart was like being poured with a basin of cold water, with a "crackling" sound.
Especially when she saw the foot that had kicked him in the face just now, cold, white and delicate, with a slender ankle, which was now curled up nervously because of his gaze and the bold action just now, showing her bravado.
The raging anger in his heart was completely extinguished, without even a cigarette left.
Not only was he not angry, but he felt a more secret and more restless impulse that instantly spread throughout his body.
Hold.
He Chifeng cursed in his heart.
But he still had a frown on his face.
He held Jiang Suiyun's ankle and squeezed it, as if it was a punishment, but also as if it was a treasure he was playing with.
"If you dare kick me in the face again next time," He Chifeng said in a low, threatening voice, "I'll bite your ankle and leave a bloody mark. I'll make you remember this lesson for three days."
Although he said it harshly, the way he caressed her ankle was so gentle that it was almost teasing.
Jiang Suiyun: "..."
When she saw the person in front of her who seemed to have been switched, she forgot to struggle for a moment.
Seeing his posture just now, Jiang Suiyun almost thought he was going to take action, but in the end... just like this?
Seeing that Jiang Suiyun didn't say anything, He Chifeng thought she was still angry. He made a "tsk" sound and was quite angry.
He wasn't angry yet, but the awkwardness in his heart disappeared the moment he held the woman in his arms. He pulled the woman's foot over and placed it on his waist.
actually……
It's no big deal to get kicked.
If he hadn't gone too far, she wouldn't be like this.
After figuring it out, he put his whole body back on.
Their noses rubbed against each other, and his tone softened, with a hint of pleading: "Okay, I was wrong, I shouldn't have been so crazy... Don't be angry, okay?"
Jiang Suiyun was stunned for a moment. The shame and guilt he felt after kicking someone were completely shattered by his sudden humble attitude.
However, looking at He Chifeng's face, the anger in her heart inexplicably disappeared. His hot breath sprayed on her cheek, burning her so much that she turned her face away.
"There won't be a next time."
"Yeah, all up to you."
He Chifeng hugged her and kissed her again.
Jiang Suiyun pushed her away with a bit of disgust. Every time he drooled on her face, this guy was really... like this, making it seem like she was bullying him...
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It was already afternoon and evening when the two of them finished showering and cleaning up.
Jiang Suiyun was so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes. She had stayed up late drawing last night and had done high-intensity aerobic exercise today. It was strange that she was not sleepy. When she was carried to the bed, her consciousness became fuzzy as soon as she touched the pillow.
The knock on the door sounded again.
Tap, tap, tap.
Heavier and steadier than before, it carried an oppressive feeling that could not be ignored, echoing in the silent corridor.
After You Zhuo left, He Chifeng sent him a message, but there was no reply from the other party. Now, when he heard the knock on the door, he became a little impatient, thinking that something had happened again.
He frowned, looking displeased at being disturbed, strode over and flung the door open.
"What are you doing again——"
The impatient question got stuck in his throat.
The person standing outside the door took him a little by surprise.
He is his elder brother.
He Linchuan was wearing a well-tailored black suit. He stood straight with a stern face and a deep gloom in his eyes.
Because it was a hand injury and the project in H City could not be delayed any longer, he was discharged from the hospital several days ago.
He Linchuan's gaze passed over the shoulder of the person in front of him, swept towards the empty outer ward, and finally fell back on He Chifeng. His voice was low and emotionless: "Where is she?"
The moment he saw his elder brother, He Chifeng frowned, and instantly felt displeased at having his territory invaded and a strong desire to possess him.
Instead of moving aside, he blocked the door even tighter, forming a blocking gesture. Deliberately and slowly, he loosened the collar of his newly buttoned hospital gown and said, "I'm going to sleep. I'm just tired."
The suggestion in this sentence was so strong that it almost became tangible, and the voice was hoarse afterward and had an undisguised possessiveness.
The look is provocative.
On the side of the neck, there are several fresh and ambiguous red marks, which are extremely clear under the light.
He Linchuan's gaze was indeed instantly fixed on the glaring mark, and the coldness in his eyes almost solidified into substance.
The ambient air temperature drops sharply.
He scanned the glaring marks on He Chifeng's neck very slowly. His pupils shrank almost imperceptibly, and a terrifying storm surged in his eyes. His cold gaze seemed as if he was going to skin and bone the person in front of him in the next second.
But he quickly regained control, only his jawline tightened even more.
"You've crossed the line." He Linchuan threatened, "Some things are not yours. If you touch them, you have to pay the price."
"Crossing the line?" He Chifeng's lips curled up in a cold arc. "Brother, she doesn't like you, can't you see? What's the point of forcing it?"
As for crossing the boundary, well, if that's considered crossing the boundary, then he can just carry the boundary marker away.
"Don't like me?" He Linchuan's eyes were terrifyingly sinister. He chuckled, but there was no warmth in his smile, only terrifying paranoia: "What about you? Who are you to her?"
He took a step closer, lowering his voice even more, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting He Chifeng's heart: "A bed partner who takes advantage of her soft heart and her guilt to climb into her bed?"
"Or do you think you can trap her with just this little bit of physical entanglement?"
"I can still get her back to me if I want."
He Chifeng's expression changed, his fists clenched at his sides, and the laziness and provocation on his face disappeared in an instant.
He couldn't even come up with a justifiable reason.
This realization caused He Chifeng's chest to suddenly surge with irritable and frustrated anger. He could almost hear the sound of his teeth grinding. "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I am the one who can sleep next to him now."
As he said that, he couldn’t help but hit back: “Brother, she is afraid of you.”
The two brothers faced each other in the dim corridor. The strong smell of gunpowder filled the air, and the air instantly froze and became so oppressive that it made people breathless.
There was a vague sound coming from the corner of his eyes. He Chifeng's eyes became fierce. He no longer gave He Linchuan any chance and took a step back suddenly.
"No."
With a bang, the door was slammed shut unceremoniously, completely blocking out the icy cold sight outside.
【Author’s words】
He Er: My wife is so sweet [starry eyes] No matter what, agree to it first, as for whether you listen or not, I have other plans [milk tea]
[Red Heart] Question 1: What should I do if I make my wife angry?
Correct answer: coax
[Red Heart] Question 2: What should I do if my wife makes me angry?
Correct answer: First comfort yourself, then continue to comfort your wife [glasses]
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There will be a Shura Field later, and the map will be changed soon. When I think about Xiao He recommending himself to the heroine later, I want to laugh [applause] (as for what he recommends himself for, hahahaha, you will know later)
The eldest brother's role is still there. He is more morbid in the later period. The degree of morbidity is no less (I love to write about distorted love [glasses]), and he is more crazy.
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