Married to the Protagonist: 48. Step 48
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This is an anti-theft seal. Please wait and refresh it later. When there was no way to retreat, Chen Jinyao simply closed her eyes. Throughout the process, she went from resisting vigorously to being unable to compromise to counterattacking with all her strength.
Between men and women, it is easiest to become confused under a strong fire.
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About ten minutes later.
The brain occupied by impulsive nerves gradually regains its sanity.
The man's arms were wrapped around her waist. The space was too small. This leaning posture was not comfortable. The two people's faces were only slightly apart, the tips of their noses were touching, and their breathing had not calmed down. , one blushed and the other flushed, their eyes glued together stickyly, as if they would be entangled with each other endlessly in the next second.
However, no.
On the contrary, after looking at each other for a few seconds with their hearts beating like thunder, the ambiguous atmosphere that was supposed to be a pursuit of victory was inexplicably dispelled. The embarrassment of hindsight crawled into his heart, and Yan Cheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down. Get out, Chen Jinyao stared for a while and then blinked. Then, as if they had touched something terrible, the two of them immediately bounced away from each other like springs that were stretched to the extreme.
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The temperature of the originally scorching air plummeted to negative territory.
The two of them each returned to their respective positions, sitting upright with their backs straightened.
Looking at the almost dark window, quietly inhale, exhale, exhale, inhale.
Be calm, be calm, we are all adults.
You must be calm, and we are still a legal adult couple.
But to be honest, this instant contrast in the atmosphere is really embarrassing.
With heart palpitations, we could only look at each other and remain speechless.
The two of them were as quiet as chickens for a moment.
When Yan Cheng tried to stir up a topic to lighten the atmosphere, Chen Jinyao lazily withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes and cursed softly "stinking gangster", then opened the car door and got out of the car, slammed the door, and shook his head. He left without looking back.
As she walked in a hurry, her back looked more like she was running away.
When Luohuang fled, he didn't even take out the car keys.
Yan Cheng, who was still in the passenger seat, was stunned for a moment. The shaking car key brought him back to his senses. He raised his hand and touched his bitten lip, biting it in pain and making a hissing sound. The light in his eyes flickered slightly, and then he laughed softly.
It is undeniable that Yan Cheng is in a particularly happy mood now.
When he made the move just now, he was very sober and not drunk at all. It was probably because the atmosphere was just right, suitable for kissing. When he looked into her dark eyes, he suddenly couldn't help himself. He had laughed enough. Cheng took out the key, got out of the car and locked the car.
He started to whistle quietly, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he ran towards the elevator.
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I have to say, this is a very strange feeling.
But I really can’t tell what is strange.
If I can barely describe it, it’s probably that two people who usually sleep in the same bed or even hold each other tightly when sleeping have become “estranged” because of a small passionate kiss.
Of course, it is also one-sided "unfamiliarity".
Yan Cheng is an out-and-out shameless person. The distance from the car to his home is enough for him to adjust himself. He is still the same person as usual, but his behavior has quietly changed, and he has quietly begun to Been arrogant.
At this moment, he was leaning leisurely in front of the door, with his hands in his pockets, staring down at Chen Jinyao who was squatting in the corner feeding Duni cat food with her stubborn back facing him, "Wife , are you shy?"
"..." Asking questions knowingly!
Chen Jinyao calmly moved his sour legs and continued to stare at Duni who was eating. She would rub her hands from time to time, but her eyes were blank.
"What's there to be ashamed of?" Yan Cheng saw that she was awkward and didn't bother her at all, but he still had to expose what should be revealed, "Sooner or later."
"And you don't seem to be a shy person." He muttered.
This is true, but at this moment, Chen Jinyao's face was so red that she could bleed. After a moment of silence, she turned her head and raised her head to glare at him, "I want you to take care of it."
The tone was not particularly friendly, it even sounded like he was losing his temper.
But Yan Cheng could hear coquettishness in it. Looking at each other for a few seconds, he deliberately prolonged his voice and said "oh" to pretend to be enlightened, and joked with a smile: "paper tiger."
"……………………" She really wanted to jump up and bite him to death.
Awkwardness is the catalyst for two people to get along.
Because of this catalyst, I could vaguely feel that there was a change between them. This change was not obvious, but it was particularly important.
Spreading "affection" in their ordinary daily interactions.
"Love" is so silent that no one can catch it.
The awkwardness under Chen Jinyao's thin skin had not dissipated. She carried Duni into the bedroom, trying to use Duni as a light bulb to ease the embarrassment when she and Yan Cheng were alone, but it didn't work. After she took a shower When he came out, Duni had been thrown into the living room by Yan Cheng expressionlessly.
When he saw her shocked eyes, he said seriously without thinking, "Dunni snores, it will disturb me."
Chen Jinyao was even more expressionless than when he threw the cat. She kept applying sleeping cream and said unusually calmly, "...Oh."
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As soon as the bedside lamp went out, the bedroom instantly fell into darkness.
Only the silvery-white moonlight outside quietly crept in through the window, passed through the gaps in the untightened curtains, and shed a few rays of silver light.
"I think marriage needs some passion."
In the darkness, Yan Cheng said these words slowly, and the meaning was very straightforward.
There are not so many roundabout ways to express your feelings directly.
Chen Jinyao rarely got into his arms. She turned her back to him and huddled beside the bed with the quilt rolled up. If she had just moved a little further to the outside, she would probably have fallen under the bed.
Yan Cheng: "You can't be a coward once the passion is over."
He turned over and lay flat: "I won't do anything to you now."
"..." Chen Jinyao, "Bah!"
"Bah, bah, have a correct attitude. Don't doubt me. If there is a problem, solve the problem."
In a sense, she had to admit that Yan Cheng's words were very reasonable. After thinking about it for a long time while holding the quilt, Chen Jinyao was finally willing to let go of her reserve, turned around and moved in like a broken jar. In the arms of a man.
He rubbed it, sniffed it again, and then said as if giving alms, "Okay."
Young Master Yan snorted dissatisfiedly: "Hey, you are so capable."
Chen Jinyao raised her head and kissed his chin.
Midnight.
It started to rain outside.
Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Later, when the rain gradually became heavier, it was like tiny hailstones hitting the windows, making a crackling sound.
There was no light in the house.
Probably the tonic mutton soup had an effect.
Yan Cheng began to feel hot all over, and there was a surge of anger going down. He tossed and turned for a while, and when he woke up, he couldn't sleep at all.
Seven or eight minutes later, he sat up from the bed.
He turned on the warm yellow bedside lamp and stared helplessly not far away for a while. After a while, he slowly retracted his gaze and lowered his head to look at the person sleeping next to him. Chen Jinyao's shoulders were half exposed, and the few red marks on her shoulders and neck were from a fight they had before going to bed. The fight didn't end, so he let her go before he kicked her off.
It was already very late,
If he really made trouble, she would probably still have the bed squeaking.
And she has to get up early to go to work tomorrow morning.
"..." Let's just think it was his conscience that discovered it.
But he regrets it now! ! !
It was pouring rain outside.
After this period of heavy rain, it started to rain again.
This kind of patter sounds very gentle, and it is easy to calm down the restless mood. Yan Cheng half-squinted his eyes, put on his coat and went to the living room to smoke a cigarette.
Duni squatted at his feet very obediently. He almost choked when he took a deep breath. When the smoke ring blew out, his thoughts began to wander: Chen Jinyao almost cried because of him when they made trouble before going to bed. He felt that he was possessed by a demon, or rather a pervert. He actually thought her crying was cute and wanted her to cry harder.
This marriage under a fixed agreement was unexpectedly good.
After smoking, go back to the bedroom.
Yan Cheng took a warm bath, which completely quenched the restlessness caused by the mutton soup. The mutton was very tonic, and what was even more tonic were the medicinal materials added to it.
He felt that his father-in-law and mother-in-law had some misunderstanding about him.
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I don’t know if I should call it a coincidence.
When Chen Jinyao's cell phone lit up, Yan Cheng happened to come out of the bathroom shirtless, wearing a pair of underwear all over his body. His shoulders, abdominal muscles and other places were covered with crystal clear water drops. In a relatively dim situation, the cell phone screen lit up. The light was particularly dazzling. Yan Cheng squinted his eyes, walked over, his eyes drooped, and he glanced casually.
This is a WeChat verification message.
——Yao Yao, I am Huo Qidong.
The red light has not entered the countdown yet.
Chen Jinyao was careful and had a decent smile on her face, as if she had been measured with a ruler. At first glance, you will feel like you are in a spring breeze. If you look more carefully, you will find that she is releasing quietly at the second glance. Feeling the distance, she raised and lowered her fingers slightly, tapping the side of the steering wheel rhythmically, "Hurry up!" she urged.
This was the first time she saw Zhou Xue calling Yan Cheng since her marriage.
This feeling is like discovering a hidden time bomb, which is both scary and exciting. Whether or not to defuse it depends on the person who put the bomb into the house.
Chen Jinyao could vaguely guess the purpose of Zhou Xue's call.
It must have something to do with Zhou Chao being kicked out of the Erguan last night.
But she probably wouldn't say a word about Zhou Chao's counter-framing to frame Yan Cheng and go to the police station.
It turns out that Chen Jinyao knew Zhou Xue a little bit.
Everyone who has come into contact with Zhou Xue in the upper class circles of the imperial capital will almost always comment on her with these three words: princess disease. It's a princess disease that was praised after it flew up a branch and turned into a phoenix.
The specific manifestation of this princess disease is probably arrogance based on favor.
Especially for the men who once hung around under her pomegranate skirt, her favor and arrogance will expand without limit and expand beyond words.
Because Yan Cheng was completely devoted to her in the past, he acted recklessly.
So, based on Zhou Xue's character, Chen Jinyao guessed that she was here to prosecute, but it might not be as serious as the accusation, and it was just a simple accusation. Zhou Xue should be able to understand the principle of not being too pretentious in life.
"Look at the traffic lights."
Chen Jinyao was thinking a lot. She didn't come back to her senses until Yan Cheng poked her cheek. She immediately sat upright and looked ahead. When she saw that there were still more than ten seconds left, she couldn't help but look away. The man in the passenger seat.
The ringing stopped suddenly, and Yan Cheng curled his lips and hung up the phone.
"No, I still want to see if the two of you are inseparable." Chen Jinyao sighed regretfully, "Don't keep in touch secretly, right?"
Yan Cheng sneered. The broken hair hanging down his forehead was still untied. His fingers were moving faster than on the screen. After hanging up the phone, he directly blocked the other party. This was something Chen Jinyao did not expect. The result was... It was not enough. As she was dumbfounded, Yan Cheng opened WeChat, found Zhou Xue, dragged the person out, and simply blocked and deleted him.