"what you up to......?"
Mingyao turned around in confusion, and when she met Shen Yu's aggressive gaze, her heart skipped a beat and she looked away.
"If you keep doing this, you won't be allowed to come here again!"
Mingyao was a little angry, not just because of his presumption.
Also because...
She also seemed to be infected by him, her heart was hot, and she had a tingling feeling.
If this continues...
Maybe he committed the foul first.
Shen Yu sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, breathed steadily, and frowned, looking increasingly grim.
Mingyao swallowed and felt her throat was dry. She found the newly bought kettle and wanted to boil a pot of water to drink.
When I walked to the sink and turned the faucet, no water came out.
"Huh?" Mingyao felt a little strange. He had obviously checked the contract before signing it and found that everything was fine.
Mingyao looked back at the man.
She had just praised the house as very nice, but she was slapped in the face so quickly.
He continued to twist his hands hard, but unexpectedly, the connection between the faucet and the water pipe was in disrepair and was overwhelmed. It suddenly broke and a jet of water sprayed out!
"ah!"
When Shen Yu heard the woman's cry, he stood up from the sofa and strode over.
"What happened?"
When I walked up to him, I saw Mingyao leaning on the edge of the pool, her head lowered, covering her face with one hand, looking at a loss.
"What's wrong?" Shen Yu's tone was slightly cold.
Mingyao slowly raised his head, his face as white as jade was covered with crystal water drops, his hair was slightly wet and stuck to the side of his face, his eyes were misty, and water drops slid down his cheeks, like beads and tears.
"I don't know what's going on..."
Her tone was soft and a little aggrieved, as if even water could bully her.
Shen Yu's eyes turned red and he couldn't bear it any longer. He took a few steps forward and locked Mingyao firmly in his arms. He held Mingyao's hands with one hand and twisted them behind his back. He tightened slightly and Mingyao straightened up. Lifting up her chest, the two of them pressed together tightly.
"Don't...don't..."
Mingyao turned her head to avoid it, her crow eyelashes like butterfly wings quivering.
But that soft-spoken rejection was like adding fuel to a fire, and the temperature in the room rose even faster.
Shen Yu could no longer hear her resistance. He lowered his head and sucked his lips on Mingyao's delicate skin. He moved around and sucked the water droplets from her face into his mouth, leaving more water marks.
Mingyao felt dizzy in her head, her legs were as soft as noodles, and she fell into his arms. She hummed a few times, and she only had the strength to shake her head slightly.
"Be good... don't move..." Shen Yu's voice was hoarse and he coaxed into her ear in a low voice: "I'm just helping you... wipe it... ..water on face…”
The two lips finally came together, and the voice became muffled.
"...not really a...kiss..."
...
I don’t know how long it took, but the phone kept ringing.
Shen Yu's eyebrows furrowed and he let out an impatient "tsk" sound. He put one hand around Mingyao's soft waist and let her rest in his arms.
He took out his cell phone with one hand and saw that the caller ID was Secretary Feng.
"Hello?"
"..."
Mingyao couldn't hear what was said on the other side of the phone, but she felt that Shen Yu's whole body had dropped, there was a sharp edge in the corners of his eyes, and his voice was a bit colder.
"...Okay, I understand...keep an eye on her, I'll go there later..."
Shen Yu hung up the phone, Mingyao straightened up and looked up at him, the blush on her face had not faded, her eyes and eyebrows were charming, Shen Yu kissed the tip of her nose lovingly.
"I have something to do and I have to leave first. I'll see you next time."
Shen Yu put on his coat and returned to his usual dignified appearance. It was completely impossible to tell what he had done by hugging the woman just now.
Mingyao nodded weakly.
The ambiguity faded away, and reason came back again, leaving her not knowing how to face what had just happened, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.
Shen Yu couldn't see her torturing him, so he held her in his arms again and wiped away her tears with his thumb.
"Mingyao, do you think love or ethics comes first?"
Mingyao shook her head, stretched out her hand to push him away, lowered her eyes and said slowly and softly:
"Without ethics, society will be in chaos. We should restrain ourselves."
The two men disagreed.
Shen Yu realizes that only if the two of them become single completely can the knot in Ming Yao's heart be untied.
He pushed Mingyao away gently, took out his wallet, pulled out a card with his long fingers and put it on the table.
"Mingyao, take this card and don't refuse. I have no other intentions."
"I just want you to live a better life. Let others do the cleaning, laundry and cooking."
"I'm going to stay in a hotel today. I'll find someone to fix the water pipes tomorrow. Be sure not to be alone with other men indoors."
Shen Yu gently tucked Mingyao's hair behind her ears and touched her smooth face: "Do you remember?"
Mingyao lowered his eyes and nodded, biting his lips, feeling sour and swollen in his heart, not knowing what it felt like.
"Click."
The door was closed and Mingyao was the only one left in the room.
Mingyao slowly walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at her watch.
More than half an hour had passed since they first arrived home.
Soft light shone in the room, and the room was so silent that you could even hear your own heartbeat.
Not wanting to think too much, Mingyao stood up and started packing her things.
Wipe the refrigerator clean and put the groceries in the supermarket into categories.
My heart calmed down little by little.
The phone rang and it was an unknown number.
"Hello? Is this Miss Song? You have a courier. Can you pick it up downstairs?" A sweet female voice came from the phone.
express delivery? How can I get express delivery when I just moved here?
The only one who knows his current address is...
Mingyao pursed her lips, put on her coat and went downstairs.
Downstairs stood a young girl wearing a peaked cap, holding a bouquet of flowers in her arms.
When he saw Mingyao, his eyes lit up and he stepped forward.
"Excuse me, are you Miss Song?"
"......I am."
The girl put the bouquet and a card into Mingyao's arms, "Please sign here."
After signing for the goods, the girl quickly rode away. Mingyao looked at the flowers in her arms.
They are purple tulips, not many, about a dozen, each one plump and fresh. They are wrapped in paper of the same color and tied up with white translucent ribbons. They exude a light fragrance and make people feel happy just by looking at them.
Mingyao returned to the room, carefully placed the flowers on the table, and then unfolded the card.
There are a few lines of handwritten words on the card, with bold and bold strokes, like flowing clouds and flowing water.
[I don’t know how to express my feelings for you
I'm afraid that if I express too little love to you, you will be left out.
But I’m afraid that expressing too much will make you feel restricted
This heart is sincere and will never change
Shen Yu]
Mingyao read these few lines over and over again.
She knew it, and so did he.
She has always had some faint resistance to Shen Yu in her heart.
Maybe it's because of his identity and the gap between them.
Perhaps they feel that the emotion between the two is a short-lived passion bursting out through a special relationship.
When this connection is broken, the relationship becomes difficult to maintain.
But he seemed to want to prove it with actual actions.
He didn't just do it temporarily, his feelings were real.
A drop of tear fell on the card, soaking the writing, and Mingyao wiped it off hurriedly.
She knew it, but she just didn't want to admit it.
She has already fallen...
Do you really want to do what he said...
Should we cherish the present moment?
