Volume 1 Chapter 34 My dear, I will be jealous
When Wen Suhe returned home, he learned from the housekeeper that the siblings were in the game hall.
Qiao Yin came to the landscape garden, but had never entered it.
Wen Suhe walked into the game room and saw the brother and sister sitting on the sofa playing games, talking and laughing, looking very happy.
Qiao Yin had never played games with him so closely.
Qiao Chi was the first to notice Wen Suhe, holding the game controller stupidly, "Sister, brother-in-law~"
The word "brother-in-law" successfully pleased Wen Suhe.
His eyes fell on Qiao Yin's face.
Qiao Yin put down the game controller and said, "Hi, husband, you're back. Let me introduce you to my brother Qiao Chi. He just finished his exams and wants to consult you about which major has better job prospects."
"Then you guys chat, I'll go first!"
Qiao Yin ran away.
As long as she runs fast enough, the scolding will not reach her.
Qiao Yin stayed in the room until dinner time before going downstairs.
Qiao Chi didn't leave.
"Good boy."
Qiao Yin sat obediently beside Wen Suhe, "Have you finished your chat?"
Qiao Chi looked obedient and said, "Well, my brother-in-law gave me very good advice."
Is Wensuhe so omnipotent?
I understand that too.
"Thank you, husband." Qiao Yin picked up the juice on the table and clinked glasses with him.
"Since you are happy, do you want to drink some wine?"
Qiao Yin can't drink much.
Wen Suhe usually doesn't let her drink.
What's going on tonight?
"No, let's not drink it." Qiao Yin said softly.
The servant still brought up a bottle of decanted red wine, put down two glasses and left.
Qiao Yin stared at the beautiful goblet. The deep red wine stopped at one-third of the glass. The glass was handed to her.
She picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
In fact, she doesn't quite understand the concept of alcohol.
Whether it was red wine or beer, she felt that she didn't like it very much.
She has never even touched white wine.
“Is it delicious?”
"not bad."
This wine must be good, she just doesn't know how to appreciate it.
Qiao Yin gritted his teeth and drank a glass of red wine, his ears and cheeks turned red.
Her fair and tender face looked as if it had been blushed, and the light in her watery eyes became even softer and more charming, with a beautiful rose-colored glow at the corners of her eyes. She tilted her head and leaned towards him.
Wen Suhe held Qiao Yin's waist and said, "Brother, take your time. She's drunk. I'll take her upstairs first."
Qiao Chi had a feeling that once they went up, they would never come down again.
He guessed right.
Qiao Yin was drunk and drooped in Wen Suhe's arms. Her fair arms swayed as she walked up the stairs, and her head bumped into the side of Wen Suhe's face from time to time.
"Good boy."
"Um……"
The corners of Wen Suhe's mouth curled up slightly, but the smile disappeared in an instant, replaced by a sinister look in his eyes.
After entering the room, Wen Suhe sat down on the sofa leisurely, and Qiao Yin clung to him bonelessly.
"My head hurts..."
The soft and tender voice is very alluring.
Wen Suhe slowly rubbed the back of her head without saying a word. Silence spread in the room.
Although Qiao Yin felt uncomfortable, she was conscious.
Wen Suhe seemed angry.
Is it because she kept Qiao Chi here?
If he didn't like him, he could just have someone send Qiao Chi away like he did last time.
Qiao Yin timidly hugged his waist, "Hubby~"
"You touched his head today."
Um? ? ?
"You even patted him on the shoulder."
What? ? ?
Qiao Yin suddenly looked up, "Is he talking about Qiao Chi?"
"yes."
Wen Suhe was busy watching the surveillance on his way home, right?
Ahhhh!
How could she forget that this guy is a yandere.
"Qiao Chi is my younger brother."
"He is a man." Wen Suhe held her wrist, "It was this hand that touched me, baby, only I can touch your body."
Wen Suhe kissed her hands like a madman, kissing her palms, backs of her hands, and fingers.
No wonder he gave her alcohol. Was he afraid that she would be too sober and slap him?
Considering how yandere Wen Suhe is, a slap in the face would only make him feel good.
"Baby, he's not a child anymore. A grown-up son should avoid his mother. You're a sister, so you should avoid her too." Wen Suhe kissed her wrist, his eyes burning with passion. "Don't touch him anymore."
There was pain in her wrist, and Qiao Yin looked in a daze as Wen Suhe's teeth left obvious teeth marks on her wrist.
The mark is a bit deep and there is no bleeding. It will probably be gone by the time I wake up tomorrow morning.
Wen Suhe insisted that she make a promise, and he pressed his forehead against hers, their breaths intertwining.
"Good boy."
"Wife, promise me that you will keep your distance from him and all men from now on. They all have bad intentions."
Wen Suhe licked his dry lips and stared at her with dark eyes.
The overbearing possessiveness that emanated from his bones and the powerful aura almost made Qiao Yin breathless.
At that moment, Qiao Yin felt like he had forgotten how to breathe again.
She held her breath, slightly opened her red lips, and uttered a light "hmm".
She felt relieved.
Wen Suhe's fingertips rubbed the teeth marks on his wrist, "If you promise, you must keep your word, otherwise I will be jealous."
You're already jealous!
Qiao Yin's head was buzzing and he still felt uncomfortable.
Bastard Wen Suhe.
"My dear, you are so drunk, you can't take a bath by yourself, so as a husband, I naturally have to help my wife take a bath."
"No, don't!"
Qiao Yin struggled, "I can, Wen Suhe..."
Wen Suhe seemed not to hear, "I'm worried. I promised to be a good boy."
"you--"
Qiao Yin bit his shoulder angrily.
He had just bitten her, tit for tat.
Wen Suhe didn't get angry but laughed, "Baby, bite harder."
"It hurts a little so you can remember it."
He seemed to be hinting at her.
After entering the bathroom, Wen Suhe put Qiao Yin down first.
Qiao Yin sat on the marble countertop with her head drooped. A hand reached out to her, asking her to look up.
Qiao Yin raised her head obediently and looked at him with a pair of misty almond eyes.
Wen Suhe slowly began to unbutton his shirt. Was he doing it on purpose?
The movements were so slow, deliberately torturing her.
Why did she have to look at him like that?
Qiao Yin turned around, got into the bathtub, turned on the faucet, and warm water began to flow into the bathtub.
"Qiao Yin! Get in the bathtub without taking off your clothes!"
Wen Suhe pulled her up fiercely. Qiao Yin saw at a glance that Wen Suhe had taken off his white shirt. The teeth marks on his shoulder were much deeper than those on her wrist.
He quite likes it.
"I'm drunk..."
It's normal for drunk people to do anything.
Wen Suhe was helpless and doting, "Blame me."
Qiao Yin was carried out of the bathtub by Wen Suhe again, and he took off his clothes and went in again.
The two of them were bathing together, and most of the water in the bathtub splashed out.
Afterwards, Qiao Yin was carried out by Wen Suhe, lying on the bed, and Wen Suhe sat beside her and blew her hair.
This picture is so heartwarming no matter how you look at it. If you ignore the criss-crossing scratches and teeth marks on Wen Suhe's body, it will be a particularly beautiful painting.
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