"What? Are you mute?" Jiang Yao said nothing, but Chen Yanbei had no intention of letting her go.
The strong and broad chest was rising and falling, still resisting the aftertaste of just now, and the tone of his mouth was as hard as the steel and iron bones of his body.
Jiang Yao bit her lower lip tightly and remained silent. The heat from the man's palm still seemed to remain on her wrists and waist.
Taking a slight breath, she couldn't help but lift up her clothes to check. Sure enough, a few red finger marks on the delicate and fair skin were very shocking.
Especially the few red marks left on Yingying's waist, like a ball of soft dough with several deep fingerprints.
No wonder she always felt burning pain.
Jiang Yao felt aggrieved immediately, regardless of whether she was still competing with the man or not, she complained coquettishly: "Wow, you made me all red..."
Out of the environment of the Jiang family, her own delicate temperament was fully revealed.
There is no need to deliberately pretend to be the original owner when speaking or doing things.
Facing the woman's accusation, Chen Yanbei immediately had a picture in his mind, and it was a colorful picture.
He pursed his lips and took a long time to squeeze out two words: "Squeaky!"
Outside the bedroom door.
Uncle Fu, who originally came to inform Jiang Yao, now stood like a stone statue.
What did he hear?
——My body is all red from you...
Got it red? alley?
Tsk tsk...
And the young master's "squeamish" voice.
Although the tone is still harsh, the more you taste it, the more interesting it becomes!
The key is that from his angle, he could just see the two people lying on the big bed.
Although the two of them were far apart, they were still on the same bed.
And the point is, when did the young master let anyone touch his bed?
Except for cleaning and changing bed sheets and quilt covers, maids are not allowed to go to the second floor at will.
Thinking of this, Uncle Fu had a happy smile on his lips, oh my, their young master has really blossomed!
No, he has to go back quickly and tell the old man the good news!
But before that, he still had to inform the two of them.
"Master, young mistress."
Uncle Fu knocked on the bedroom door and very wisely did not go in. Instead, he stood at the door and said to the two of them:
"I'm going back to my old house. I just told the servants in the villa that if you need anything in the future, you can directly instruct the servants."
Hearing Uncle Fu's voice, Chen Yanbei could continue to lie down, but Jiang Yao could not.
She immediately got up from the bed, quickly pulled off her clothes, and walked to the door.
"Uncle Fu."
Uncle Fu's face smiled like a flower: "Oh, young lady, you and the young master continue, continue..., I will leave right away."
"By the way," he deliberately raised his voice a little higher to ensure that Chen Yanbei could hear him, "young lady, after the young master was injured, the guest bedrooms in the villa were opened and converted into rehabilitation rooms and treatment rooms. You will live with the young master. Master bedroom. I've asked the servants to prepare things."
Sharing a room with Chen Yanbei?
Just when Jiang Yao was about to find an excuse to refuse, Uncle Fu had already lost sight of the wind at his feet.
Jiang Yao plucked the braids on her shoulders with some embarrassment. It was over, and she didn't know what Yama's reaction would be.
After thinking about it, she still went back to the bed:
"Well, you heard what Uncle Fu said just now, right? There is no room at home, so I, I can only live with you..."
She bit her lip and looked at the man on the bed, presuming all kinds of sarcastic remarks from the man in her mind.
Unexpectedly, Chen Yanbei just said "hmm" without saying much.
