"That's the thing. Don't think too much about it. I have no feelings for Li Junwei at all. I agreed to attend the cocktail party with him because I wanted to clear up the relationship with him as soon as possible. And his bodyguard Qiu Wang has been secretly threatening me. It is said that he is flying A retired member of the Tigers, I can't defeat the special forces alone, so I can only do what they say."
Seeing his wife explaining to him obediently, Chen Yanbei felt a twinge of guilt in his heart.
His last night was purely caused by a man's possessiveness. Whenever he thought of her wearing other men's clothes and being in contact with other men, his heart felt like it was soaked in acid water, sour and astringent, and extremely uncomfortable. .
Now that he heard that Jiang Yao was being threatened, his sourness turned into anger.
"Yao Yao, follow me to a place today." He put his arm around her shoulders, looked at her sideways, and whispered.
Jiang Yao has two basic theory classes in school today, but they can be skipped. There is nothing going on at the company. The editorial team writes the article and she just waits for review.
She leaned on Chen Yanbei's strong arms, raised her face and asked curiously: "Where are you taking me?"
Chen Yanbei reached out and pinched her pink cheeks: "You'll know when you get there. Now you go change clothes and I'll tidy up this place."
As he said that, he stood up with her in his arms, pushed her away from the dining table area, then rolled up his sleeves and started clearing the dining table.
Chen Yanbei had never done these things before, but after realizing that there were no servants at home, the two of them could do whatever they wanted, and that the whole house could become a happy Nestle for the two of them, he no longer wanted to hire a servant. .
The two of them don't often cook at home, but occasionally they do some invisible chores, such as now, after breakfast, the dishes on the table need to be cleared and washed.
Chen Yanbei couldn't bear to let his wife lift a finger, so he consciously took over these housework.
Although Jiang Yao didn't have to work, she didn't go back to the room immediately. Instead, she stood at the entrance of the restaurant and watched the man's tall figure leaning forward slightly, methodically stacking the dishes on the table and carrying them to the kitchen island. , even if he does these ordinary things, he still cannot hide his innate noble temperament.
The two of them had sandwiches in the morning, and there were not many used dishes and cups. Chen Yanbei quickly finished cleaning up. When he saw Jiang Yao still standing there waiting for him, he walked over and pulled her to the bedroom, "Go and change clothes." .”
The two of them walked to the cloakroom together. Jiang Yao opened the closet door and worried about the rows of clothes, not knowing which one to choose.
Chen Yanbei stretched out his arms and directly carried a set of white sportswear for her: "It's convenient to wear this."
Fortunately, Jiang Yao was still thinking about how to wear clothes to cover the marks on her body, but now she wears sportswear, which covers her from head to toe.
"Then what are you wearing?" Jiang Yao hugged her sportswear and looked back at Chen Yanbei choosing clothes with a smile.
Chen Yanbei usually wears formal clothes, well-tailored shirts and suits, and occasionally wears a pair of silver-rimmed glasses. She looks very abstinent and CEO-like, but she is wearing sportswear today. Chen Yanbei should choose formal clothes. The two of them are walking in Together, the styles don’t seem to match well.
"Honey, help me choose." Chen Yanbei stood in front of the wardrobe with one hand in his pocket. Seeing Jiang Yao's curious look, he simply gave her the right to choose.
Jiang Yao raised her red lips and pointed at the black and white sportswear, "That's it. The one I have is a couple's outfit."
"Okay." Chen Yanbei took off the clothes and threw them on the sofa next to him. Then he raised his hands and began to unbutton the home clothes one by one.
Jiang Yao crossed her hands and grabbed the sides of her nightgown, also planning to change clothes.
She had just made a move to take off her clothes when she saw that Chen Yanbei's home clothes had been taken off, revealing his well-defined upper body. The light red scratches on several places on his back were particularly obvious. It was clearly her. A masterpiece last night.
Jiang Yao felt a little distressed. Seeing Chen Yanbei planning to put on sportswear like this, she quickly stopped him: "Wait a minute."
She walked forward and rubbed her fingertips back and forth along the scratches on his back a few times, "Does it hurt? Can I give you some medicine?"
Chen Yanbei turned around in front of the mirror, glanced at the marks on his back, and then turned back to meet her gaze, with a slight twitch in his mouth: "Are you distressed? Who screamed and scratched last night, like a little wild cat."
The metaphor of the little wild cat instantly reminded Jiang Yao of what happened last night. He lifted her up and down, making her meow like a cat. Finally, he gave her a heavy blow. It was too heavy and she couldn't bear it. Clinging to his back, scratching and scratching.
Two red clouds appeared on Jiang Yao's cheeks, and she glared at him angrily, "Should I use medicine or not~"
"I don't need to wipe it, but it's on you -" Chen Yanbei pinched her pink face with his fingers, pulled her into his arms from behind with her upper body bare, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, " Yaoyao, let me check it for you."
He put his hands on Jiang Yao's waist, picked up some of her clothes, and pulled her up——
Before Jiang Yao could react, her whole body was already like a peeled egg, completely exposed to the air.
In front of her was a one-meter-wide full-length mirror in the cloakroom. Jiang Yao was facing the mirror. Her milk-like skin had red marks everywhere from being sucked out. From her neck to her inner thighs, she was so embarrassed that she didn't know where to look. .
In addition to the traces of his body, there is also a body curve that can make any man's blood rush.
The areas that should be big are big and beautifully shaped, the body should be straight and straight, the waist is as thin as one hand wide, the downward curve is hourglass-shaped, and the legs are long and straight.
Chen Yanbei stared at the beautiful scenery in the mirror, his vision gradually dimmed, and his thin lips couldn't help lingering behind her ears. His gradually heavier breathing blew on the side of her neck, causing Jiang Yao's body to tremble slightly, and her little mouth kept making noises. .
When she moved, the beautiful scenery in the mirror also trembled. Chen Yanbei's breath became hotter and hotter. His big hands kept rubbing her waistline, and his voice was suppressed and hoarse: "Honey, you are so beautiful."
Jiang Yao leaned softly in his arms and complained sweetly: "I can't get out yet~"
"No rush." Chen Yanbei put his big hands around her waist, turned her over in his arms, and then pushed her with his abdominal muscles, step by step, until she was pressed against the mirror.
The cold touch of the mirror pressed against her back, stimulating Jiang Yao to snort, but then her voice was completely silenced by Chen Yanbei's lips. He pressed her against the mirror, leaned over and kissed her hard, and his big hands lingered to explore. .
At first, Jiang Yao grunted and pushed him out, but then she couldn't stand it anymore. Chen Yanbei was so good at fingering, and she gradually got pleasure from it. She closed her eyes and hummed unconsciously.
The remnants of three days of dryness caught on fire at the drop of a hat.
Soon the battlefield moved from the full-length mirror to the sofa nearby.
Jiang Yao's little hands clung to his shoulders, like a boat sailing through the waves, constantly being tossed up and down.
Chen Yanbei's eyes were so dark that it was almost impossible to see his pupils. He was rushing and hitting with a fierce energy, and the air was full of dense rhythmic sounds.
There was no turning back when the bow was fired. When the two people separated again, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
Jiang Yao's legs were so weak that she couldn't even walk steadily. She lay on the bed and didn't want to get up. Chen Yanbei also felt sorry for her and simply canceled today's travel plan.
"Honey, I'm hungry..." Jiang Yao huddled under the quilt and spoke weakly.
The sandwich I had in the morning had been consumed long ago, and I didn't eat lunch. It was already afternoon, and it would be time to have dinner no matter how late it was.
Chen Yanbei looked satisfied, and he was so energetic that he seemed to be able to stand up and fight for three hundred rounds.
"What do you want to eat? I'll do it." He leaned over and looked at the little woman wrapped in the quilt. Her little face was white and rosy, as moist as a delicate flower. He reached out and rubbed her hair lovingly. Damn, my heart is so soft.
Jiang Yao just wanted to eat it right away, so she opened her mouth and said, "Why don't you cook noodles? It's simple and convenient."
"Okay." Chen Yanbei answered simply, stood up and put on his slippers, pulled the nightgown aside and put it on, then turned around and helped Jiang Yao tuck the quilt in before turning and entering the kitchen.
Chen Yanbei was busy in the kitchen. Jiang Yao originally wanted to wait for the ready-made food in bed, but her body was sticky and uncomfortable, especially when she was inside. She couldn't bear it, so she simply got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Normally, she would definitely take a comfortable bath, but today she was thinking about Chen Yanbei's face, so she didn't take a bath, simply washed her body and hair, and came out in her nightgown.
kitchen.
Chen Yanbei boiled a pot of water in a snow pan, tore open two bags of noodles and threw them in. Just as he was about to stir them with chopsticks, he heard the doorbell ringing.
He put down his chopsticks and went to open the door, frowning slightly along the way. At this time, he didn't know who could not see him.
He put his hand on the doorknob and turned it open——
"surprise!"
Liang Yuze and Huo Chenfeng said in unison, with exactly the same exaggerated expressions on their faces.
"Do you mind if we two came uninvited?" Liang Yu shook the red wine in his hand to show that he didn't come empty-handed.
Huo Chenfeng looked at Chen Yanbei's nightgown and smiled meaningfully: "It's already afternoon and you haven't gotten up yet? Tsk tsk..."
"Come in." Chen Yanbei glanced at the two coldly and opened the door.
Liang Yuze and Huo Chenfeng had been to this apartment before. When they entered the door, they changed their shoes and walked inside with familiarity.
"Stay in the living room first and don't wander around." Chen Yanbei confessed, turned around and went into the kitchen. The Chezi noodles could not be cooked for too long, so he had to pick them up quickly.
Seeing him enter the kitchen, Liang Yuze and Huo Chenfeng quickly looked at each other, stood up at the same time, and followed him curiously.
As soon as they walked to the door of the kitchen, they saw the lazy and elegant young man in a nightgown holding chopsticks to choose noodles. The two of them were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped to the floor.
What kind of noodles requires Mr. Chen to cook it himself? Liang Yuze's eyes widened: "You don't have a servant in your apartment?"
"No." Chen Yanbei finished picking one bowl, picked up another bowl, and dropped the two words in a cold tone.
"Tsk..." Liang Yuze had never seen him doing this kind of housework before. He stared at him like a peep show with a sigh on his face.
After sighing, Liang Yu sniffed and stretched out his hand to get the bowl, "It smells quite delicious. It just so happens that A Feng and I haven't eaten yet, so give us a bowl..."
Before my hand even touched the noodle bowl, the tip of a chopstick hit the back of my hand.
"I want to cook it myself." Chen Yanbei glanced at him coldly, grabbed the unpacked noodles next to him, and threw them to his hand.
