Zhong Yi walked Chen Yanbei to the bedroom door and returned to the next room.
Chen Yanbei opened the door, groped for the handrail on the wall, and walked in step by step.
inside the room.
Jiang Yao was sitting on the bedside wrapped in a silk nightgown. Thinking of the scene she had just seen in the living room downstairs at the top of the stairs, she pouted uncontrollably and her eyes were red.
She waited at home for so long, only ate a little bit of dinner, and ran outside the villa two or three times to look around, but she didn't wait for anyone to come back.
Now that she was back, he didn't ask about her at the first moment. Instead, he was chatting and eating supper with that Ah Ying downstairs.
Jiang Yao felt a little hesitant and confused. She only had Chen Yanbei in Xiangjiang, but there were many people in Chen Yanbei.
The feeling of being helpless made Jiang Yao's eyes redder and a little moist.
The sound of pushing the door came, and Jiang Yao turned around and saw the tall figure of the man standing against the wall, still with a cold expression.
Jiang Yao sniffed and wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand.
Chen Yanbei's hearing is sharp, "Aren't you asleep yet?"
The cold voice was the same as usual, but to Jiang Yao's ears, it sounded like ice, which was different from the tone when speaking to A Ying.
Jiang Yao snorted coldly and did not respond.
He reached out and pulled the quilt, and silently lay down in his own little bed.
Before she could answer, Chen Yanbei frowned slightly, feeling like something was missing and empty.
Usually when he comes home, Jiang Yao will pester him with a coquettish voice.
One moment I care about whether he has eaten, and the next moment I want to massage and wash him.
He has a small mouth and pours nice words out as if they don’t cost money.
Today is a little different.
Chen Yanbei was stunned for a few seconds, "Why don't you speak?"
Jiang Yao pulled the quilt up to cover her head, still silent.
Chen Yanbei had almost zero experience in getting along with women. Jiang Yao didn't answer, and he didn't know how to coax her. His stern expression instantly became even colder.
The air pressure in the room suddenly dropped several degrees.
After a period of silence, Chen Yanbei had no choice but to grope the railing and enter the bathroom.
Fortunately, he was already familiar with the layout of the room, and since he could already stand holding on to things, he could barely finish washing.
After washing up, Chen Yanbei wrapped himself in a bath towel and came out.
The pajamas were placed next to the pillow. He picked up the clothes and put them on slowly.
Hearing the rustling sound of the man changing clothes, Jiang Yao poked her face out from under the quilt and took a look. Her aggrieved mood immediately disappeared and she burst into laughter.
"What are you laughing at?" Chen Yanbei stopped and asked with a cold face.
Jiang Yao suppressed a smile: "You, you buttoned it in the wrong place."
Moreover, it started to misalign from the first button. It was inexplicably funny for a normally neat man to make such a mistake.
After hearing her words, Chen Yanbei's eyes paused slightly, then he reached out to fumble for the buttons on his chest.
Seeing the man's hectic movements, Jiang Yao felt the last bit of energy in her heart. Forget it, she couldn't argue with the disabled.
She crawled from her side of the bed to Chen Yanbei's side, "I'd better help you."
Slender fingers unbuttoned the man's pajamas, his fingertips flew, and each button quickly returned to its place.
"Okay, you can go to bed." With a soft voice, Jiang Yao knelt down beside the man and looked up at him.
This face is indeed good-looking, and it also improves her aesthetics.
If a man changed his face and treated her with such a doggy attitude, she would definitely turn away and leave without even looking back, let alone act pretentiously.
Xiao Zuo Yiqing, her little temper and arrogance are only unleashed on the people she likes.
Taking advantage of the fact that the man couldn't see, Jiang Yao looked at that overly beautiful face with unscrupulous eyes, her little heart pounding.
Chen Yanbei only felt a familiar fragrance approaching. As soon as he lowered his head, the fragrance went straight into his nose. The smell was exactly the same as that of the woman in his dream. It smelled quite good, and it was light, making his heart feel itchy.
He couldn't help but reached out and groped forward, and started with the woman's soft hair.
Jiang Yao straightened her body, leaned forward a little, and took the initiative to bring her face close to the man's palm.
Chen Yanbei's fingertips continued to go down, and the touch became delicate and smooth, like fine suet jade. His fingers continued to caress the woman's curved eyebrows, big eyes, delicate and straight nose, and small and soft mouth. .
Jiang Yao just raised her little face obediently. When the man stopped, she said sweetly: "Chen Yanbei, there is something on your face, let me help you take it off~"
Jiang Yao reached out and touched the man's cheek, then straightened up and naturally put her red lips to his.
The soft and smooth tongue like a small fish swept back and forth between the man's lips. His teeth bit the thin lips lightly, and he sucked it up a little more, savoring it carefully.
Their noses intertwined, the woman exhaled like blue, and the two soft lumps on her chest were squeezing his chest. Chen Yanbei's heart was shaken, and white lights flashed in his head...
But then he turned his back on the guest, grabbed the woman's soft lips, drove straight in, and stirred fiercely...
