Chapter 8: The Chilling Bag

The man was expressionless as he carried her in one hand and her two bags in the other. When they entered the elevator, he couldn't help but frown and said, "Did you put explosives in your bag? It's so heavy."

It’s just a small chain bag. No wonder she keeps complaining that it’s too heavy. What on earth did she stuff in it?

Wen Ni stood up from his shoulder, "Oh, you're not even 30 yet."

Facts have proven that no matter how old a man is, if you tell him he's not good enough, he'll get angry in various ways.

Jian Yuchen gave her a familiar and charming smile. He would let her know whether he could do it or not later.

The man opened the electronic lock, went straight to the master bedroom as soon as he got home, and threw Wen Ni on the bed.

When we first got married, we chose a mattress that was broken after three months. This is the smart bed we just replaced last year, and the comfort level is matched to the body shapes of both of us.

Wen Ni likes softer ones, while Jian Yuchen likes harder ones.

So as soon as she fell on the bed, Wen Ni felt as if her entire body was about to be broken into three pieces by him.

Jian Yuchen put her bag aside, tugged at her tie and was about to lift up her skirt.

The barbarity of men in certain matters is no different from the savages in ancient times who had not evolved yet.

It is still a common practice that when you see a member of the opposite sex you like, you just want to carry him/her into the cave.

Just as Jian Yuchen was about to bend down, the woman's feet pressed against his chest.

"What are you doing? You want to have some fun and stall for time? It's too late!"

He was holding back a rage.

I was so happy smiling at Shen Huaixu the whole night.

It seems that Shen Huaixu is reluctant to take off the golden signboard of the four words "first love boyfriend", and she doesn't want to let others take it off either.

"I haven't taken off my makeup yet!" the woman's voice sounded coquettishly and a little rude.

She lifted up her upper body, her shirt stretched out in an arc. Jian Yuchen's eyes darkened, "Remove your makeup?"

Sometimes Wen Ni felt lazy and had to be fed by him, especially on weekends, if she didn't sleep until 1:30 in the afternoon, he would never let her move.

As soft and boneless as a snake in bed.

No matter what you ask her to do at this time, she can kill her husband on the spot and let Jian Yuchen know that a woman's morning temper can be as lethal as Thanos's snap finger.

So in the past few years since Jian Yuchen was married to her, he has not only learned to distinguish the uses and occasions of each type of stockings, but can also accurately distinguish the differences between cleansing oil, cleansing cream and cleansing water.

He even knows the shades of women's lipsticks, what a cushion, foundation and pressed powder are.

If he wasn't an investor, he could probably start a beauty business and make some money to support this heartless ungrateful person at home.

"You have to take off your makeup and take a shower!" Wen Ni insisted.

And it is already a sign of losing temper.

Jian Yuchen was quite patient in this regard, and it didn't matter what little effort he put in, so he just picked her up and put her on the sink in the bathroom, then filled the bathtub with water. Then he came back and wiped her face with the makeup removing cotton pad as if he knew how to do it.

Wen Ni is like two different people when she is at work and when she is off work.

When you are at work, be professional, focused and concentrate.

After get off work, I become lazy, decadent and sloppy.

Now she was lying paralyzed in Jian Yuchen's arms, her little face resting on his palm, and she lazily reminded him, "Make sure to remove your eyelashes and eyeliner thoroughly. Otherwise, it won't look good!"

Jian Yuchen pinched her cheeks, wishing he could bite off a piece of her flesh.

"You are good at ordering people around." Jian Yuchen gritted his teeth, his tone was vicious but his movements were gentle.

Wen Ni closed her eyes. "Use the cotton pad to gently cover your eyelids. Don't rub them. It will be annoying if there are dry lines and fine wrinkles."

"You have a lot of demands, Director Wen. Why aren't you so gentle in the company? Why don't you act coquettishly towards me?"

Wen Ni's eyes were covered by a cotton pad. She sneered at the words, "Who would want to act coquettishly towards you, with your dog-like character?"

Jian Yuchen was speechless. He shouldn't be so nice to this woman.

He viciously took the cotton pad and rubbed it on her face, smudging the liquid foundation.

"Oh, be gentle!" Wen Ni didn't think she had said anything wrong.

Acting like a spoiled brat in the company? Are they afraid that others won't be able to tell what their relationship is?

Besides, he could reject nine out of ten of her plans. Was he just being coquettish? She was even thinking of breaking his head.

Look, he is just saying that he has a bad character, but now he is taking revenge on someone personally!

The worst thing to do is to have a narrow-minded man.

Jian Yuchen said expressionlessly: "When did you ever ask me to be gentler?"

Wen Ni blushed, "This is a different time. How can being gentle on the bed be the same as being gentle on the face? If you damage my sebum membrane, I will use your card to get medical treatment."

"Don't you want me to call you the most beautiful woman in Jianshe South Road? Aren't you beautiful enough?"

Wen Ni saw that he was moving more gently, yawned delicately, and then continued to instruct him, "Make sure the facial cleanser is made into foam before applying it, and don't let it splash on my clothes."

Jian Yuchen squeezed in between her legs, "You're such a pampered brat."

There are many requirements everywhere.

Finally, she finished removing her makeup, but before Wen Ni could react, her dress had already fallen to the ground.

The man quickly stripped her and himself dry and put them into the bathtub. He picked up the rose essential oil beside and began to massage her shoulders and neck carefully.

Not many men have such a strong sense of ritual before eating meat, but Jian Yuchen likes to grind the meat over and over again until it becomes elastic and tough, and then enjoy it.

The little lamb to be slaughtered didn't know it yet. Its face was flushed red from the smoke. It leaned into his arms and said, "I want some honey water later."

"Warm, with two tablespoons of honey."

"Aren't you afraid that it will be too sweet to your throat?"

“I like sweet.”

Jian Yuchen glanced at her and said, "How can you be as sweet as me? When you act coquettishly, you're like a honey pot, but when you get angry, you're like a bomb."

But she would only have a glass of honey water when she drank occasionally, and Wen Ni still cherished the days when she could eat sweets without restraint.

The man's palms were warmed by the essential oil, and he massaged her neck with moderate force.

Wen Ni was so comfortable that she almost fell asleep.

It was not until the rich and dense foam moved to where it shouldn't be that Wen Ni blushed and said, "It's not finished yet."

Jian Yuchen held her in his arms, "I'm happy today."

Wen Ni thought about it and said, "Let's make it work."

What can be happy about? I get angry at work during the day, and have to go out for social events at night. When I get home it's also an ordinary day. It's just another day lived.

"It hurts!" Wen Ni turned around and glared at him, then quickly slid away from the man, "I haven't finished soaking yet."

She brought back the bath oil ball specially when she was traveling. At least she could soak in it comfortably before going back to bed.

What's more, he never stops talking about it, and Wen Ni doesn't want to go to the execution ground early and be whipped.

The woman's hair swayed softly in the water. Jian Yuchen stretched out his arms and leaned on both sides of the bathtub, staring at her evilly, as if he was looking at a clean plate of lunch that would lie obediently under him in a while.

Wen Ni stretched her feet in front of him, with the tips of her nail polished toes poking out from the foam. "Pinch."

It hurts a bit after wearing it for a day.

Jian Yuchen was always in a good mood before he did anything. He grabbed her ankles with his big hands and dragged her over. He bit her instep and said, "I've agreed to so many of your requests. Can you also agree to mine later?"