Shen Yu walked towards Jing Weiyang, holding a beautiful gift box in his hand.
While she was lost in thought, the gift box was placed in her arms.
She blinked her big eyes and watched the man turn and walk into the bathroom.
The moment the door closed, Jing Weiyang was blinded by the dazzling light on his fair and slender fingers.
Is that a wedding ring that Shen Yu is wearing?
Jing Weiyang was still in a daze until the sound of rushing water rang out.
She couldn't help but raise her bare left hand to look at it. Her curled eyelashes fluttered, and her mind went blank, lost in thought.
The atmosphere at dinner was a bit awkward. Jing Weiyang wasn't very hungry because she had eaten snacks in the afternoon, but she forced herself to eat with her head down because she didn't know what to say to the male lead.
Even though they had gotten their marriage certificate and slept together for one night, they were essentially no more familiar with each other than strangers.
Perhaps worried that Jing Weiyang wouldn't be used to Western food, the dinner table tonight was all Chinese food, with a small pot of sweet barley porridge on the side.
When Shen Yu scooped up the porridge and handed it to her, Jing Weiyang was clearly stunned for a moment before taking it.
She replied softly, "Thank you."
The man smiled slightly at her, his every move exuding elegance and refinement, as courteous as a gentleman. It was hard for Jing Weiyang to connect him with the man who had pulled her into bed the moment he walked in last night.
However, this calm facade only lasted until evening.
While Shen Yu was taking a shower in the house, Jing Weiyang was in the bedroom, clutching her pillow and anxiously trying to figure out what to do tonight.
With a click, the door opened.
As soon as Shen Yu stepped out, a fragrant body bumped into his arms.
He was startled, and instinctively caught it.
It's soft, like hugging a ball.
Then he heard that sweet, delicate voice say to him:
"Honey, are you done showering?"
Shen Yu lowered his gaze, sweeping over the unadorned girl in his arms. Her clear, pure eyes were like two lakes, and her delicate, innocent, and charming appearance stirred his heart.
He couldn't resist gently lifting her delicate chin, and lowering his head to kiss her.
But it was blocked.
Jing Weiyang blinked her big eyes and said in a coquettish voice that even made her skin crawl:
"Honey, we're not done yet. Can we wait a little longer tonight?"
After she finished speaking, she waited anxiously for Shen Yu's reply. The man didn't speak, but looked at her with a meaningful gaze.
One second, two seconds, three seconds... The silence in the air made Jing Weiyang gradually find it hard to breathe.
Just then, the man suddenly spoke, his tone gentle and warm, like a spring breeze in March: "Okay."
Then he reached out and touched her soft, black hair before taking the first step towards the bedside.
Jing Weiyang remained where she was, a thin layer of sweat forming on her back.
Damn it, he wasn't fierce at all, so why did she have this strange feeling of being targeted by a wolf? It made her feel inexplicably scared and terrified; for a moment, her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
Jing Weiyang clutched her chest, somewhat reluctant to turn back.
I slept without any dreams.
The next morning, Jing Weiyang was awakened by a faint sound of voices.
When she opened her eyes, she saw the male protagonist already dressed and standing by the window making a phone call.
Jing Weiyang tried listening, but it wasn't English or French; it seemed to be some lesser-known language that she couldn't understand, so she gave up.
Soon, Shen Yu finished his call and turned around to see Sleeping Beauty lying on the bed, staring blankly with her big eyes open.
He couldn't help but smile and walked closer to her: "It's time to get up, we're going back to China today."
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