Chapter 57 Tearing Silk

The only answer to Shen Yan's question was a "thump" sound of someone falling to the ground.

When a person is sleeping, he suddenly hears a voice coming from the inside of the bed that should not belong to this room, and rolling directly under the bed becomes an inevitable thing.

Ning Yuan lost all her sleepiness, her heart was beating fast, and she lay on the ground thinking so.

She raised her eyes and looked at the bed, and saw a man in a black robe also leaning over. Just as he was about to raise his hand to pick her up, she hurriedly rolled a little further away with her body stiff.

She covered her chest, trying to suppress the panic in her heart, stood up silently, and said angrily: "Who missed you?"

"Why are you here again?"

"Who allowed you to lie on my bed?"

The man only held a thin blanket in his hand and looked at her calmly.

"You are holding your hands in the air, aren't you thinking about what happened today?"

He stopped talking, cleared his throat, and continued: "When I came, you were taking a bath. I saw that there was no candle in your inner room, and it was not good to light it without permission, so this is it."

"And don't worry, it's a new dress, it won't dirty your bed."

He answered her patiently.

Ning Yuan clenched her hands angrily and whispered, "The guards in the Ning Mansion are really a bunch of good-for-nothings... I clearly ordered them to strengthen the night patrols in my yard, and I even rewarded them with silver..." "

You can't blame them." Shen Yan sat up straight on the bed and said, "The Ning Mansion has been a family of civil officials for generations. Let's not talk about how your father treated you, but he was an honest official and didn't like to abuse power, so he was naturally open and honest and didn't put much effort into the guards in the mansion."

"If I could be easily discovered by these people, how could I be considered a master?"

"But... but this is no reason for you to sneak into a girl's room in the middle of the night and lie on someone else's bed!"

"Tell me yourself, what is the difference between your behavior and that of a flower-stealing thief?"

This book is exclusively compiled for you by the LK team. Ning Yuan frowned and her chest rose and fell slightly.

Shen Yan said seriously, "There is a big difference."

"A flower thief is to satisfy his own selfish desires, but I am not."

"I made you angry, and now I am just here to please you."

Ning Yuan almost couldn't catch his breath.

"Then what? You came, without saying a word, and suddenly said something when I was about to fall asleep, which scared me to the ground."

"Is this how you please me?"

Her eyes fell on his clothes, and she sat back on the edge of the bed, lifted the cloth on his shoulders, and sneered, "Also, why don't you pretend today? Isn't it, Xiaofen?"

She said the last two words very heavily, as if she was gritting her teeth, and with a "hiss", the clothes on his body were torn apart by her.

...

This book is exclusively compiled by the LK team for you, and it was torn apart so easily?

The torn clothes half covered his porcelain white chest.

Ning Yuan held his clothes and her eyes widened for a moment.

She had only seen such fragile clothes in novels.

Either the two were being chased together, and finally found a secluded place, and hurriedly tore off the clothes to bandage the wounds.

Or the man tore the girl's clothes when he raped her.

She tried to tear her own clothes out of curiosity, but it was in vain, leaving only a few deformed fingerprints. But she didn't expect that today when she pulled his clothes, it would actually break!

She loosened her fingertips, jumped off the bed embarrassedly, and walked towards the closet: "I'm... I'm sorry, I'll find you a needle and thread to sew it."

Shen Yan lowered his eyes and looked at his torn clothes thoughtfully.

He was wearing a black gauze made of mulberry silk tonight.

Is there a possibility... He specifically went to the clothing shop under the name of Shen to find such fabrics, in order to make her rip it and please her?

In ancient times, Mei Xi liked the sound of tearing silk. In order to please her, King Jie of Xia ordered the palace maids to bring some exquisitely woven silks and tear them one by one in front of Mei Xi, so as to win her smile.

Ning Yuan likes chest muscles.

And judging from her inner voice, she doesn't like the kind that is directly exposed in front of her. She often likes to infer and imagine based on the men's clothes when they go out.

So he thought, he should find a kind of material, which is dignified when worn, but very easy to be damaged when touched, so that he can satisfy her external appreciation and her half-covered face after touching.

This is also the reason why he dared not stay outside for too long tonight, but waited on her soft bed.

This fabric is too delicate, he is afraid that it will be damaged before she can damage it with her own hands.

This is the yarn spun from mulberry silk, which is made into Xiangyun yarn after weaving, dyeing and drying. It needs to be unsold for many years until it becomes old cloth, which is easy to deteriorate and its tear resistance will also decrease, so that it can be torn by a weak woman like Ning Yuan.

She is still too kind.

She had worn the clothes to be torn by her, but she ran away with guilt.

Ning Yuan came back with the needle and thread, sat on the bed naturally, lit a candle, threaded the needle, and waved to him.

"Come here."

Shen Yan moved over inconspicuously.

The room was dim, only the eyes reflecting the candlelight were bright and shining. The two of them sat opposite each other, and he couldn't help but feel that the current scene was very much like a harmonious marriage.

He had never expected to live under the same roof with another woman before, and even thought about it for a long time, he would feel very annoyed.

He didn't like his life to be disrupted.

Now looking at her serious expression, he suddenly felt that it would be nice to live like this with her by his side.

Ning Yuan could actually feel Shen Yan's unconcealed gaze.

She didn't understand why he was staring at her without blinking, and she didn't have the courage to look up at him. She only knew that she was about to die of embarrassment.

She might be the first person in history who had no martial arts skills but could tear a man's clothes with two fingers.

She knew that some wealthy families would specifically look for extremely expensive materials to make clothes. During this period, she and Yang Zhi had a lot of opinions. But the material of Shen Yan's clothes was not just expensive. Looking at the color and thickness, who would not praise it as top quality?

But the quality could even be said to be poor.

If you are not careful, it will make the owner embarrassed.

No one would use such fabric to make clothes, especially someone who values ​​clothes as much as Shen Yan.

As her thoughts raced, she accidentally used too much force, and the hole that was sewn before and the hole that had just been pierced made a "hissing" sound, and the clothes were torn again.

...It's not all her fault, right?

Let's take a step back and say that if the person who buys clothes has no taste, does he have no responsibility at all?

No, he likes himself, so he should have good taste.

He must have been cheated.

This book is exclusively compiled by the LK team for you "Shen Yan, were you cheated of money by the cloth merchant?"

Shen Yan nodded after listening to her inner voice and said, "...Maybe."

The girl sighed slightly, picked up the torn clothes in front of him again, and planned to start over.

The two were very close, and her fragrance after bathing slowly floated towards him. He could even hold her in his arms with just one hand.

But he knew that if he did this, Ning Yuan would definitely refuse.

...She really just wanted to sew clothes for him, and she was really not moved by his male beauty?

When this thought popped up, Shen Yan felt that he was simply disgusting. He always looked down on women who used their beauty to please men, so he sneered at those girls who tried to seduce him.

Karma is coming.

In the past, he had to think of these ways to use his beauty to please men in order to temporarily please Ning Yuan.

Now even using his beauty to please men doesn't work.

He sat quietly, letting her pinch his clothes and the needle and thread shuttled in front of him. He silently raised his eyelids to look around, but caught a glimpse of the open storybook she placed on the pillow.

He closed his eyes slightly, took a closer look, and could hardly distinguish a few paragraphs in the dim candlelight.

The hero threw the beauty in the tent, and no matter how the beauty cried, he tore off her dress without caring.

The words after that were darker, probably about humiliation, toughness, tears, and whether or not she would fall in love with him.

...

Shen Yan retracted his gaze.

His hands pressed on the quilt clenched tightly.

If it were a few months ago, when he still disliked Ning Yuan, he would have sneered at her for reading such a book.

Just from the name, it doesn't sound serious.

But he doesn't do that now. He will only think about why Ning Yuan likes to read such a storybook.

Just by looking at the page that was just opened, one can roughly guess that this tyrant must be a nobody and only knows how to bully women, which is far worse than him.

... But why are the two of them together, but Ning Yuan doesn't want to be with him?

He thought about it and felt that Ning Yuan was actually a person who took everything lightly. She read such a story because she liked such intense plot conflicts, which could stir up waves in her calm heart that would not subside for a long time. Compared

with the heroes in the book, he was indeed too plain.

He frowned, and felt more and more that what he thought in his heart made sense.

Since he knew her preferences, he naturally had to start from her preferences.

Shen Yan suddenly stood up.

Ning Yuan held the needle and thread firmly in her hand, and the needle had just been poked in. After he stood like this, the silver needle immediately tore a big hole in the clothes that had just been mended, and there was even a fleeting pain in front of him.

She frowned her delicate eyebrows: "...What are you doing?"

He pulled the needle and thread from her hand, along with the untied part on his body, and threw it on the round table beside him, then simply unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his tight muscles.

Over the years, he has seen many so-called heroes. Although they act like leaders in front of men, they actually believe in "brothers are like limbs, women are like clothes". When facing their women in private, most of them only regard them as tools for sexual release. They are ferocious exhibitionists.

If Ning Yuan really likes this, he can satisfy her.

Sure enough, her eyes were fixed in front of him.

He straightened his lips, put one hand on Ning Yuan's shoulder, and imitated the heroes in the books, pushing her down on the bed with a cold face.

...what next?

Do you really want to force yourself to do that to her?

Shen Yan was a little confused. When hesitating in his mind, he first learned what was written in the book and stood in front of her.

Ning Yuan looked at him with slightly surprised eyes.

Then, she raised her fingers and put them on his chest, gently drawing a line.

Is this an invitation to him?

That's all, he was here to please her. If she really wanted it, why would he be so coy?

Shen Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to lean over, when he saw Ning Yuan lift her fingertips, twist the blood on them, and said slightly carefully: "...Although I accidentally cut you and bleed, but...you don't have to be so angry, right?"

The soft white fingertips were right in front of him. He simply ignored her words and lowered his head to take it in his mouth.