Chapter 70 Chapter 70 I'm waiting for you in my hometown...
Some people may have beautiful eyes, but once they cover their eyes they will lose a lot of their charm.
Some people are blessed with natural beauty. When their eyes are covered with a layer of dreamy silk, their temperament becomes more apparent. When you get close to her, you can almost hear the voice of "charm value +1" at any time. Everyone will be easily fascinated by her.
Wen Qingyang is of course the latter.
Sui Yi felt embarrassed to use the same thing that she had used to cover her own eyes to blind her. This washed blue ribbon was probably a decoration on some new dress, which he pulled out and used here, tying it into a bow behind his wife's head.
——Well, wife, legitimately.
He also learned from his previous experience and chose the one that she couldn't easily untie.
But whenever she curled her lips and smiled softly, Sui Yi, her legal husband, would be slightly startled. He even subconsciously brought his fingertips to her jaw, carefully trying to touch the small mole on the side of her neck. When charm transformed into smell, it was like the fragrance of flesh.
Wen Qingyang felt a little bit of coolness approaching and then moving away.
The forced deprivation of her vision did not make her panic, and she remained calm even though her wrist was trapped. Her tall nose twitched slightly, and she only smelled a very light citrus scent.
She softened her voice and tilted her head: "Dear, are you done with your shower?"
Sui Yi nodded subconsciously, but then came to his senses and replied softly, "Yeah."
The handcuffed person was too compliant with him, and the struggle he had imagined didn't even appear at all, which made him feel a little at a loss.
The blindfolded person is confident of victory, but the person who took the initiative is hesitating. How can this be possible?
Mr. Sui thought of the red book of happiness lying in the bedside table, secretly cheered himself up, and decided to act according to the plan.
He curled his knuckles, took off his glasses with force and threw them away, and slid his fingers along the hem of her nightgown very impolitely, all the while looking up at her reaction.
Only after making sure that she didn't show any unusual expression did he dare to take the next step slowly.
Wen Qingyang was getting a little sleepy from waiting. He suppressed a yawn and began to let his imagination run wild: "My goodness, why did you tie me up all of a sudden? Let me guess, are you tired of being a fickle man and want to be a fickle man? Do you actually have a fiancée who was arranged to be married to you since childhood? Do you want to admit that your family's wealth is just an act? Is that-"
Her ears were rubbed by the soft top of her hair.
A not-so-cold voice came from the muffled voice: "I want to punish you. No. No. No. None of them. Don't talk nonsense."
"Oh, punish me?" She hadn't expected this. "Could this be the legendary forced love?"
There was a hint of anticipation in his words.
Wen Qingyang habitually wanted to reach out and grab his jaw to pull him over, and ask Mr. Sui how he managed to become strong, but he forgot that his wrists were still handcuffed, and in the end he could only curl his lips.
Sui Yi had no way to answer.
Apart from the fact that he could never win an argument with her, the main reason was that he was busy at the moment.
That's the downside to wearing earrings.
Even though it was just a small one, he was worried that the carving on it would scratch his wife's thigh during movement, or make her feel uncomfortable, which would be an unforgivable sin.
Mr. Sui lowered his head with a strong sense of service and worked hard for a long time without raising his head.
Wen Qingyang leaned against the pillows stacked behind him, leaning back continuously. His jawline was clearly visible, and a slight gasp occasionally escaped from his lips, which was a recognition of the man's hard work.
Ever since she and Mr. Sui got back together, his learning ability in certain areas has improved by leaps and bounds. She even suspected that when the two of them were working in different places, Mr. Sui was studying these things in the office.
Alas, the cold face and burning body.
Among them, the touch of the nose bridge is the most obvious.
I can feel the brow bone clearly.
It turns out that the role of bone structure is gradually magnified here.
Of course, the subtlety of the lips and tongue cannot be ignored.
She wanted to pull him up by his hair to avoid the trembling eyelashes and earlobes that made her legs itch.
But after all, her hands couldn't move, and she really felt a little controlled.
She calculated the time and kicked, which just woke up the man who was immersed in the feeling of suffocation.
Then I heard hurried footsteps. It was probably Mr. Sui who came back from rinsing his mouth in a hurry. The bed in front of him suddenly sank, and the familiar warmth fell directly into his arms.
After marriage, it became common for their breaths to intertwine. Wen Qingyang didn't pay much attention to it. Just as he was about to say something, he was blocked by the clean scent of citrus mouthwash.
She couldn't help but think about it. Mr. Sui had never shown any particular fondness for oranges before. Why did his taste change now? Why did he love them so madly?
Then she felt a light bite on her lips, reminding her to turn her attention back and clasp her fingers tightly together.
Because the ribbon is made of thicker fabric, even the vague shadows cannot be seen, making other details more obvious.
The moist, blood-crusted lips first pressed close, biting carefully. Then, deprived of oxygen, they became demanding, unable to resist. Only his fingers kept rubbing the diamond ring at the base of his ring finger. And the sudden warmth he felt quickly overwhelmed the other's coldness, spreading through his throat and blood, flowing through his entire body. The quiet room was suddenly filled with the deafening sound of chaotic drumbeats.
Even though she couldn't see it, she knew Sui Yi's lips were beautifully red and the corners of her eyes were soft and wet.
Wen Qingyang retreated a little distance.
The other person's lips chased over again.
Clingy.
Wen Qingyang simply didn't move, and whispered against his lips: "My dear, are you still going to tie me up? My arms hurt, and I can't touch you."
Sui Yi felt a little dizzy after being coaxed for a few words. He got out of bed and found the silver key hidden on the side. He lowered his head and untied it for her. It was not until the silk ribbon fell softly into his palm that he was suddenly startled -
Wen Qingyang turned his wrist, straddled his legs around his waist, leaned forward slightly, and was about to say something provocative.
"Does your wrist still hurt?"
She wanted to laugh when she heard it, and poked her forehead with a finger: "Are you stupid? I was kidding you."
Sui Yi pursed his lips: "Not stupid."
He was wearing a thin apron, his naked back sunk into the soft bed, and his thoughts were clearly revealed.
Then again, whose apron is made of silk, and it’s a brand new one, so I guess it must have been bought a long time ago?
But President Sui was indeed shy, so she turned out the black lace puffy skirt and put it on, which further highlighted her fair skin, allowing Wen Qingyang's slender fingers to easily climb up her legs.
With her other hand, she twirled her husband's earlobe and teased him, "Call me sister and let me hear it."
Sui Yi's lover's face was reflected in his slightly misty eyes, and he ignored her.
"Call me, dear." She became interested and pinched the man's Adam's apple. "Don't you have to wash clothes for your sister later? You are very good."
Sui Yi's eyelashes trembled again and again.
Wen Qingyang leaned over to kiss him, and the person under him almost came forward, but she stopped precisely two centimeters away, hovering on his wet and soft lips, without saying a word.
The two breaths intertwined, entangled, and merged, weaving into an ambiguous web without resistance, trapping those who are deeply in love.
So Sui Yi had no choice but to surrender.
Wen Qingyang knew this, and Sui Yi also knew this.
He struggled for a while, thinking, "That's really shameless." "Just please her." "Wouldn't that be weird?"
All kinds of thoughts fought with each other, but in the end, they were no match for the desire to be kissed by my lover.
"elder sister."
Wen Qingyang turned his eyes away: "Alas, the speakers at the press conference are too loud, and my eardrums are still a little sore now."
Sui Yi bit down and the blood dripped down the corner of his lips, looking so pitiful. His cold expression melted into the love in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he was forced to raise his voice:
"Sister, Sister Qingyang."
Such a cold and hard face, but the ice and snow melted under him. This name is really a stark contrast.
Obedient puppies should be rewarded.
Wen Qingyang is still more accustomed to plundering what he wants.
When she got out of bed contentedly, the hands of the wall clock looked a little tired from walking around a few times. She took an energetic shower and went downstairs to get a bottle of red wine.
"Pop", the cork was thrown aside, and the goblet was dyed with a bold color.
Wen Qingyang glanced at Mr. Sui who had just finished washing slowly, and wanted to pour all the liquid in her hand on him with malice. The smell of wine might not be a smell she hated, but the other party would definitely shed tears in the sticky bullying.
Forget it.
She embraced the man and casually fed him a sip of wine. She pinched his face as if she were holding a red fox doll and asked, "Why did you tie me up today? Did you want to try something new?"
"Punish you."
Although he didn't know where she was punished, Wen Qingyang still asked politely, "What did I do wrong?"
"You love me too much. And other men love you too much."
What kind of fault is this?
Wen Qingyang drank it all in one gulp, then suddenly realized, "I was talking to Ye Xiaoye, did you hear me?"
A perfect eavesdropping scheme! Fortunately, we always keep our characters consistent!
"Yeah." Sui Yi responded hesitantly, "I'll find you in the lounge. The door is ajar."
"That's quite a coincidence."
She knew that Mr. Sui disdained to lie, so she didn't delve into it. She just put down her glass and said, "Why, other men can't love me?"
"Everyone should love you." He answered without hesitation.
"But you love me." He took a step forward, and the two similar diamond rings clashed with each other, making a clear sound. "How can others compare to Ayi?"
"That's enough."
Wen Qingyang couldn't help but touch his face, looked at him for a long time, and asked a puzzling question in a low voice: "I don't think I've ever given you any expensive gifts. Do you ever feel for a moment that I gave you too little, young master?"
Sui Yi found his gold-rimmed glasses and put them on, then glanced at her. Although he didn't reveal any emotion, Wen Qingyang knew that he felt very strange.
"Love is the only true luxury." He pushed his glasses up, lowered his brows and adjusted his bathrobe. "Is there anything more expensive than what you give me?"
"Ayi is so gullible, he believes everything anyone says."
Wen Qingyang leaned against the table, looking at him, his smile not reaching his eyes.
"I will only believe what you say, because you love me."
"Are you so sure?" She raised her eyebrows, and their noses touched each other's. The two people's superior noses were squeezed together, very close.
Sui Yi rubbed his fingers, letting the sharp edge of her ring leave marks on his palm: "Lying to me for a lifetime is equivalent to loving me for a lifetime. It's a good deal."
"As expected of our famous Mr. Sui, he knows how to calculate things."
Wen Qingyang flicked his forehead with his finger:
"I promised Mr. Sui that I would never change the name of the Sui Group."
"I gladly accepted."
"On the one hand, the name of the Sui Group carries the efforts of several generations of the Sui family and deserves to be preserved as the best commemoration. Otherwise, it always feels like their life's struggle has been wiped out with a single click. I can't do such a thing."
"On the other hand, perhaps this is also partly out of respect for you. You are my husband, an outstanding man, worthy of standing shoulder to shoulder with me."
If it were in the past, Sui Yi would have sneered - it's my family's stuff, why should I thank you?
But now...
"So I said, I know you love me." He paused, "Any amount is fine, because others can't get any."
Sui Yi held her hand and kissed the diamond on it that he had spent a week designing himself: "I will love you forever."
Wen Qingyang smiled, his eyes and eyebrows moved.
She thought: I love myself too.
I am a winner in life.
I am the protagonist of a cool novel.
I am the center of the universe.
The world should revolve around me.
A good husband should help me achieve my ambitions and also give me ten thousand taels of gold.
If you agree, please breathe. If you disagree, please die.
I am Wen Qingyang, and I am waiting for you to come home to my motherland.
——End of the full text——
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