PNB Chapter 293 Wife, then... do you want to meet my sister?
Chapter 293 Wife, then... do you want to meet my sister?
The next day, Shen Jiayi received another call from Song Yuyan. She told Shen Jiayi that she and Nan Zeyu had reconciled after three days. He treated her like a queen and gave her whatever she wanted. She also told her that she would return to China the following Monday. Shen Jiayi had just taken a shower. She took off her shower cap and put it on the sink. She turned on the faucet with one hand and squeezed the evening facial cleanser with the other hand and rubbed it on both sides of her cheeks.
When Song Yuyan heard the sound of running water on the phone, she was startled, blinked her watery eyes, and said sweetly with her red lips: "Well, what are you doing? Jiayi, are you washing your face?" There was no response from Shen Jiayi on the phone, only the sound of running water from the faucet, and she couldn't help but frown.
She looked down at Nan Zeyu who was lying on her legs, staring at him blankly. Nan Zeyu smiled faintly and raised his hand to rub her head. He put his hand on the back of her head. She slowly lowered her head and her lips touched his thin lips. When their lips touched, Song Yuyan's body stiffened.
After a while, Nan Zeyu let her go. His obsidian eyes were like the bottomless sea, and his eyes were full of love. He said lightly: "Be good, baby, don't worry, wait for her, maybe she is really washing her face?" Song Yuyan looked at him blankly and nodded: "Okay."
After a while, the sound of running water disappeared. Shen Jiayi raised her head, picked up a clean face towel and gently wiped the water droplets on both sides of her cheeks. Thinking that she was still on the call, she lowered her head to look at the phone interface, picked up the phone and put it to her ear, and said in a hurried voice: Sorry, Yanyan, I was just washing my face, I hope you kept me waiting for a long time!
Song Yuyan's eyebrows were curved, as sweet as the moon, her watery eyes were sparkling and charming, and her pupils seemed to be filled with water. She said in a sweet voice: Ah, it's okay, it's okay, Jiayi, well, are you and Brother Xia okay?
Shen Jiayi listened to Song Yuyan's question on the phone. She frowned, took a deep breath, and said softly: "Well, are you okay? I have known him for a long time. Are you sure you will come to Ancheng next Monday?" Yanyan.
Song Yuyan lowered her eyes and glanced at the handsome man who was looking at her with a doting smile. She lowered her head and kissed his lips again. Just as she was about to leave his thin lips, he took the opportunity to press the back of her head with his palm and kissed her forcefully. She made a "Mmm" sound from her mouth.
Shen Jiayi frowned, listening to the "Mmm" sound coming from the phone, she shouted in a low voice: Are you still listening? Yanyan, Yanyan, are you still there? Yanyan. When Song Yuyan was about to have difficulty breathing, he let her go. She raised her head hurriedly, her face flushed, and she panted: Huhuhuhu...ah, I'm still here, I just...
She glared at him unhappily, and he smiled at her wickedly, his black eyes full of smiles, curved wickedly. Shen Jiayi smiled softly, with a certain meaning in her voice: You can't be, is Mr. Nan by your side, are you just...
Song Yuyan's face suddenly exploded with heat, and she gasped in a suppressed voice: No, no, no, I didn't, Jiayi, I just, just now... She bit her lips hard, not knowing what to say? Shen Jiayi also understood, and she said with a faint smile: Hahaha, you look nervous, it's okay even if you did, okay, I'm going to sleep soon, so that's it for now.
Song Yuyan said good night to Shen Jiayi and hung up the phone. After the call was disconnected, Nan Zeyu took her phone away and stood up. He turned to look at her, held her body tightly with one hand, then stood up, bent down and picked her up sideways.
Song Yuyan was stunned, her pupils dilated, and she subconsciously hugged his neck. Her voice trembled and she said: What? Ah... Nan Zeyu, what are you doing? Nan Zeyu hooked his lips at her evilly, his black eyes were deep and shining, his eyes were dim, and his voice was hoarse: Of course, she was talking about our thing?
Song Yuyan was stunned, she shook her head and said: No, no, no, I don't want it, I refuse. She turned her head away and didn't look at his face. Nan Zeyuyan was late, and at this moment, he was holding her and walking into the room.
With the sound of the door closing, Song Yuyan moved her butt nervously, leaning against the head of the bed, her neck shivering, she shook her head and protested: No, no, no, husband, Nan Zeyu, please don't. Her voice trembled a little, and her watery eyes were full of displeasure.
She was tormented by him last night until the next night, which was Paris time in France. Although she and Nan Zeyu were not that kind, the other one was also exhausted by him. Song Yuyan was scared, so of course she would hide if she could.
Nan Zeyu had already tightly grasped her ankles and pulled her over. He held the petite girl in front of him, then bent down and held her horizontally. He looked into her watery eyes. She lowered her head and looked up. He looked at her softly and said in a sexy voice: Let's go to the bathroom, um...
His voice was as hoarse as sandpaper, low and sexy. Song Yuyan knew that she couldn't escape, so she didn't resist. She remained silent. Nan Zeyu hugged her and smiled gently, then took a step with his long legs and walked towards the bathroom in the room.
A moment later, the bathroom was filled with clothes scattered all over the floor, and Song Yuyan's moans could be heard. The two of them were having a great time in the bathroom. Song Yuyan ran, and Nan Zeyu chased her. He grabbed her arm in a few steps, put her on his shoulders, and then put her in the bathtub.
Then came Song Yuyan's sweet panting and various sounds, until the second half of the night, at five in the morning French time, Song Yuyan was already slumped in the bathtub, gasping for breath. Nan Zeyu smiled dotingly, filled the bathtub with water, and gently washed her body.
Ancheng-
Xia Jinghao looked at Shen Jiayi who opened the car door and was sitting in the passenger seat. He raised his hand to touch her face. She turned her neck and eyes and looked at his face. Shen Jiayi glanced at him with a cold look and said lightly: Didn’t I tell you not to come to the hospital when I’m on night shift?
Xia Jinghao pouted his lips in grievance, his brown eyes were watery, and he said in a low voice: I was really wrong, wife, um... Shen Jiayi opened your outstretched arm, pushed him away, and was about to open the car door. He held his breath and then clamped her arm with both hands.
Shen Jiayi was held by his arms, unable to move. She turned her head, her black gemstone eyes shining like the bright moonlight. Her eyes flashed, and she said calmly: I'm not angry, it's just that I...
Shen Jiayi didn't say anything else. It was past one in the morning. Shen Jiayi was held in his arms. He let her go and put his hands on her shoulders. His eyes were level with hers, and his eyes were full of mystery. He lifted her chin, put his handsome face close to her, and pressed his lips against hers. He eagerly pried open her delicate lips. Shen Jiayi raised her hands to hug his waist.
His kiss deepened, pressing her waist and back against the passenger seat. She slowly closed her eyes and entangled her lips with his. When the kiss ended, Xia Jinghao left her lips. Her face turned slightly red, and she panted, "You made me do this right at the beginning, and then, you do this to me again. Xia Jinghao, I really can't do anything to you."
Xia Jinghao held her in his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder, and said in a low voice: As long as it's you, I'm willing to do anything for you, my wife. Shen Jiayi sighed softly. At three o'clock in the morning, Shen Jiayi opened the car door and got out. Xia Jinghao watched her get out of the car and watched her figure slowly move away from his sight.
He withdrew his gaze, started the car, put his hands on the steering wheel, and turned the car around. From then on, Shen Jiayi and Xia Jinghao got along with each other in a lukewarm manner. Xia Jinghao knew that she was still angry and was not in a hurry to explain to her.
But Shen Jiayi seemed to be avoiding him, avoiding close contact with him. When she was driving to the hospital gate at night, he stayed up late at night to see her. After taking a shower and having dinner, he drove to the hospital. Shen Jiayi just glanced at him indifferently, then coldly scolded: Go back after work, you must be very tired.
Xia Jinghao's face was startled, his brows were furrowed, he didn't say anything, after a moment, he gently hugged her in his arms, hugged her until she couldn't breathe, then let her go. Shen Jiayi didn't comfort him, she glanced at him, then opened the passenger door and got out of the car.
Shen Jiayi switched shifts with Li Cheyan that day. She asked him to work the night shift as she didn't want to. Li Cheche readily agreed and stuffed a rose milk cake into her hand before she walked out of the hospital. Shen Jiayi raised her eyes and looked at Li Cheyan. He was stunned with sparkling eyes and said softly: This is delicious, Sister Shen, take it. Okay, I'll go in.
Shen Jiayi looked down at the rose milk cake in her palm, said nothing, and turned away. Back in the apartment, she sat cross-legged on the carpet, opened the box, took the rose milk cake from the box, and put it in her mouth and chewed it gently.
The aroma of roses and milk coexisted, filling the taste buds, and there were rose grains. Her brows relaxed and she murmured: It's quite delicious, this rose milk cake, it's best to eat such a delicious rose milk cake. As she was eating, the door of the apartment was opened.
Shen Jiayi paused for a moment and raised her head. She didn't know why she felt a little nervous. She stood up from the carpet and hid the rose milk cake behind her. She chewed the rose grains, which tasted so sweet. Xia Jinghao came in from the door carrying the purchased vegetables.
When he saw Shen Jiayi, his handsome face was gentle. Then, he put the dishes on the dining table and walked towards her. Xia Jinghao walked in front of her. Shen Jiayi looked at him nervously with wide eyes. His handsome face was as gentle as water, and his fox eyes were smiling softly. She swallowed the rose milk cake and said in a nervous voice: How do you know I'm not on night shift tonight?
Xia Jinghao curled his lips slightly, stared at her face with brown eyes, and said with a bright face: "Sixth sense, wife, hey, what are you hiding?" Xia Jinghao saw Shen Jiayi with her hands behind her back, as if hiding something. Shen Jiayi shook her head nervously and said: "No, no, no, nothing, I'm hungry, you make me dinner."
Xia Jinghao raised his eyebrows, nodded, raised his hand and scratched the bridge of her nose lovingly, then gave her a light kiss on the forehead. He turned around, and Shen Jiayi also turned around. The next second, her palm was forcefully pried open, and her palm was empty.
Shen Jiayi was startled. She turned around and saw Xia Jinghao holding her rose milk cake in his hand. She reached out to grab it, but Xia Jinghao held the box high and glanced down at her. His eyes were fierce. Shen Jiayi's shoulders trembled and she said angrily: Give me the rose milk cake, who told you to do this, Xia Jinghao.
Xia Jinghao held the rose milk cake high, and grasped her wrists tightly with his other hands, pulling her with gravity. She lost her balance and her wrists rested on his chest. She raised her head, stared at him with fiery eyes and said: Give it to me, did you hear me, Xia Jinghao, this was given to me by someone else.
Anger instantly rose in his heart. He twisted her jawbone so hard that it was about to break. She frowned, raised her eyes, and stared at him coldly. His fox eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, his eyes were cold, and his voice was cold to the bone: Who gave you this rose milk cake!
Shen Jiayi just didn't say anything. She pursed her lips. Finally, Xia Jinghao threw the rose milk cake down, and the rose milk cake fell straight to the ground and all fell to the ground. Shen Jiayi was so angry that she slapped him hard on the handsome face. With a loud "pa" sound, his face was turned to the side by her slap.
Shen Jiayi squatted down, picked up the rose milk cakes that fell on the ground bit by bit, and put them into the rose-colored box. Xia Jinghao sneered at the corner of his lips, and said with a sarcastic voice: What's wrong? Are you heartbroken? Do you care so much about what a man gives you?
Shen Jiayi's face turned red with anger. She stood up and looked at him fiercely, her eyes emitting cold ice. She stared into his eyes coldly and said calmly: So what? Doctor Li Cheyan gave it to me, you can't deprive me of this too!
Xia Jinghao clenched his fists tightly, trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart. He looked at her face with fiery eyes, his brown eyes seemed to be burning, and said coldly: "It seems that I was right? It turned out to be the doctor from before? You cherish the things he gave you so much, where is it?"
Shen Jiayi felt that he was being a little unreasonable. She picked up the rose milk cake on the ground and was about to turn around and go upstairs. Xia Jinghao grabbed her wrist tightly and pulled her into the study. Shen Jiayi struggled to break free from his hand, but couldn't.
The study door was closed, and Shen Jiayi was pressed down on the sofa by him. After a while, Shen Jiayi was tormented by him. This time Xia Jinghao was really angry and kept tormenting her. Shen Jiayi kept begging for mercy, but he turned a deaf ear, as if he couldn't hear her.
In the study room, there was the sound of Xia Jinghao's heavy breathing. Shen Jiayi's eyes were moist and tears were in her eyes. Xia Jinghao continued until twelve o'clock in the evening. When the study room returned to calm, he got up and glanced at Shen Jiayi on the sofa. She had fallen asleep with her head tilted, powerless.