Married to the Protagonist: 68. Extra Four

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This is an anti-theft seal. Please wait and refresh it later. But because the movement was too large, the untied loose bathrobe slid down, revealing a round and white shoulder, half covered.

Yan Cheng looked at her and stared at him eagerly, innocently thinking that she was as seductive as a little vixen.

Under the bright lights, an awkward atmosphere swept over instantly.

Chen Jinyao screamed "Ah", and the frightened little vixen simply lay down and buried herself in the quilt. She scratched the ground without catching the corners of the quilt. She raised her head. The roots of her ears were red, and within Yan Cheng's line of sight, he could see her unconsciously rubbing the inside of her knees, then her red lips slightly opened, and she expelled him again: "Get out, get out."

"..." Yan Cheng lowered his eyes to cover up the darkness rising in them. It took him a long time to find his voice: "Oh."

The next moment, as he said, he turned around and left with difficulty.

The roots of his ears were also slightly hot, his heart was beating rapidly, and his dark eyes were filled with different emotions. He was so caught off guard that the ball game that was about to start in the living room no longer aroused his interest. . Chen Jinyao turned pink, looking half ashamed and half annoyed, but this was enough to kill him. Yan Cheng discovered that, like other men, he had a bad nature, a food, a sex, and a nature that made him not want to be like Liu Xiahui. The bad nature, or nature.

This is really killing me. Yan Cheng lazily narrowed his eyes and said "tsk".

He put Duni in the cat's nest, stopped for a moment, walked to the sofa, rummaged around and found the remote control. After hesitating for two seconds, he firmly turned off the TV.

Young Master Yan thought to himself that it would be no big deal to watch the replay tomorrow.

Chen Jinyao in the bedroom breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her thin white arms stretched out, touching back and forth to touch the bottle of body lotion. She still wanted to continue the interrupted skin care activities.

It’s so easy to get dry in winter. Once your skin becomes dry, you’ll feel uncomfortable all over.

But before that, she had better lock the door just in case.

Chen Jinyao reached for the bottle, put it within sight, and then squirmed and slowly tied the bathrobe belt. As soon as it was halfway tied, Chen Jinyao never expected that Yan Cheng would actually go and Fu Hui broke in again.

She didn't even have time to get up and lock the door.

"…………"

Chen Jinyao still maintained her prone position.

At this moment, the feeling of "I am the fish and meat and he is the knife" emerged in her heart for no reason, and she was pressed on the board like a lamb to be slaughtered.

She wanted to get up and change from passive to active, at least to open her defense system. She never thought that her knees were buckled to the belt of her newly tied bathrobe, and it fell apart again. All efforts were in vain in an instant.

Chen Jinyao’s eyes widened and she looked confused.

The next second, she desperately chose the only escape route she could take, lay down straight, rolled up the quilt, and covered up the sudden scenery.

In the bedroom, there was a bang, and the bright light suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a dimmer orange light, which also had a bit of inexplicable ambiguity.

The culprit, Yan Cheng, walked over slowly and lay down next to Chen Jinyao. He turned his face and stared at her with deep meaning in his dark eyes. After a long while, he laughed softly, a laugh that came from his chest. The sound was full of joy.

"Chen Jinyao." He called her by name and surname, the second half of the sentence that needed to be considered lingered between his teeth. After a few seconds, he said, "You are kind of cute."

"I don't think your compliments to me are sincere." Chen Jinyao moved to the side, increasing the distance between the two of them, with high vigilance.

As the saying goes, a weasel has no good intentions when it comes to wishing a rooster a New Year greeting. When a man picks up nice words to say to a woman in bed, he should pay special attention to the profit chain behind the sweet words.

Moreover, Chen Jinyao really has doubts about the word "cute".

Because of her extremely keen sixth sense! ! !

The man raised his eyebrows, thought for a while and then said: "Well, your two consecutive actions just now made me think that you are actually quite stupid."

"……………………" You may want to die.

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However.

Chen Jinyao didn't know how things suddenly developed to this point.

Anyway, she was like a Duni now, being rubbed on her back in a daze. At the same time, her brain gradually became empty, and she began to think vaguely: a man and a woman alone lying on the bed covered with quilts and just chatting. The feasibility of this is definitely open to question.

Also, you must be wary of sudden attentiveness from men in bed.

Because of her act of smearing her body just now, Yan Cheng took the initiative to do the job, saying that he could apply some body cream on her back. He knew that the area on her back was difficult for her to do by herself. The man spoke sincerely and was upright. And he also succeeded in convincing her with his eloquence that she didn't know was enough to participate in a debate.

"I won't take advantage of others." Yan Cheng cleared his throat and looked away, "If I really wanted to take advantage of others, I wouldn't wait until today."

Chen Jinyao looked at him suspiciously, with a wary face.

No matter how careful you are, you can't prevent his eloquent words behind him.

It's a pity that Yan Cheng didn't talk about cross talk. In the end, he actually made her get out of the bed stupidly, slowly untied her bathrobe, took it off to expose her whole back, and then she lay there obediently. Its tossing.

Under the orange light, Chen Jinyao blushed quietly.

The calloused fingers gently traced her back, and the delicate skin felt tingling at the slightest touch of roughness.

Slowly, Yan Cheng obviously did it on purpose.

Chen Jinyao frowned and said, "Just apply it twice."

Before she finished speaking, the man suddenly leaned over to cover her, bit her earlobe, chuckled softly, and his hot and moist breath brushed her ears, making Chen Jinyao tremble subconsciously. The ground hid to the side.

The next second, she was like a boiled shrimp, completely red and smoking.

"Yan Cheng, where are you putting your hands!!!" Chen Jinyao was furious.

The development of things seems to be beyond expectations, and it seems that it will develop this way.

Small kisses fell on the back of her neck. Yan Cheng said hoarsely, "I checked and found that there is actually a way to treat dysmenorrhea." After a pause, he asked semi-convincingly: " Do you want to try it?"

Hearing this, Chen Jinyao didn’t even think about it: “I don’t want it.”

"Hey." She pushed his arm, "You...be gentle."

Yan Cheng only felt that half his life was gone. He raised his eyebrows and pretended not to hear. He panted slightly, brushed her long hair away, lowered his head and kissed her red cheek. Her face was like a peach blossom, His eyes were full of water, and his heart trembled at the sight. He tightened his jaw, pursed his lips, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Wife, let's..." Let's do it.

The last two words were stuck in my throat because of the sudden ringing of the doorbell.

I have to admit that Yan Cheng had thousands of grass-mud horses galloping past in his heart at this moment. Not only did they trample on his beating heart, they also sang happily, seemingly mocking his fortune. Not good.

The man dominated by desire had an ugly expression on his face.

He buried his face in Chen Jinyao's neck in frustration and rubbed it. After a few seconds, he planned to classify it as "mishearing".

No matter who it is, just pretend that they are not at home.

Yan Cheng hopes that the people standing at his door will know how to retreat when faced with difficulties.

He kissed Chen Jinyao's earlobe.

I don’t want to let go, so I plan to continue.

Then the doorbell rang again.

The doorbell rings quickly and continuously.

Chen Jinyao gasped and struggled to push him, but failed: "The doorbell..."

"You heard it wrong." Yan Cheng said righteously with a straight face, "I didn't hear it."

"..." Chen Jinyao said with a "Please wake up" expression on her face, "Did you ask your good brother to come over and watch the football game together?"

"But having said that, the sound insulation effect of our house is a bit poor."

This is true. Yan Cheng agreed with a solemn face: "Indeed."

After a moment of silence, Chen Jinyao sighed: "Don't be too sure, just open the door."

"I'm not going. It's not convenient for me to see people right now." Yan Cheng half-knocked his eyes at her, stretched out his hand to interlock her fingers, and murmured: "It's not convenient for you either."

Probably they have been dawdling for too long.

I waited until the doorbell stopped ringing, and suddenly there was no movement outside.

Yan Cheng raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes.

I haven’t had time to be happy yet.

Then, the next second, Chen Jinyao's cell phone rang.

"..." Yan Cheng gritted his teeth and held Chen Jinyao's hand to prevent her from moving.

After a few seconds of stalemate, "Heh."

Aware of the man's emotional fluctuations and able to guess the reasons for them, Chen Jinyao bent her eyes to hide her gloating smile, pursed her lips, and patted him comfortingly: "The days ahead are long."

"..." He leaned lazily on the bedside, holding back his breath, staring at the bathroom door and grinding his teeth. After a while, his eyes slowly became weak.

Chen Jinyao likes to sleep in Yan Cheng's arms very much.

The reason is very simple. It’s too cold when I first climbed into bed in the winter, and Yan Cheng’s body heat is a source of heat. Holding him is like holding a giant warm baby. After holding him for a long time, it can even make him feel warmer. Her limbs were cold and stiff, and she gradually regained consciousness, ensuring that she could fall asleep more easily.

That night, as usual, she took a shower in the bathroom, dried herself and put on her body. After putting on her pajamas and pajamas, she stepped on wet slippers and drained the water at the bathroom door. After a while, she walked out again and slowly climbed into bed. The hot bath washed away her fatigue, and she felt even more comfortable when lying on the bed. After a few seconds, she moved to the right and took the initiative to approach the heat source.

Moving halfway slowly, Chen Jinyao felt an external force stop on her waist. She raised her eyes and looked at Yan Cheng. Just when she was confused and stunned, the external force on her waist pushed her very rudely. The left side was pushed out.

"……………………"? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Yan Cheng looked at her blankly with a look of disbelief on her face, and raised his eyebrows: "Sleep on your own, don't cling to me all the time, you're used to it."

The tone was cold and stiff. He only looked at her with lowered eyes and no expression.

In just this moment, the image of a caring and good husband completely collapsed.

After staring at each other for a few minutes, Chen Jinyao suppressed the surprise in her eyes: "I am the one making money at home now. I advise you not to be so arrogant to me."

The man pursed his lips and said nothing, his expression still gloomy.

"I'll give you one more chance to take back what you said." She narrowed her eyes.

He curled his lips lazily and silently continued his stubborn resistance to the end.

Outside the bedroom, Duni shouted unwillingly at the door, successfully attracting Chen Jinyao's attention. She then thought about it, Duni was also a small stove, and she had no business being here with Yan Cheng, even though she didn't want to give in. She knew why he suddenly resisted her, but since the resistance already existed, she had no choice but to take a step back and do the next best thing.

She got up from the bed, put on her slippers and prepared to go out and bring Duni in.

"What are you doing?" Yan Cheng finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Chen Jinyao glanced at him and chattered her teeth: "If you don't let me cling, I will cling to Duni."

"..." This is a naked threat!

The two looked at each other for twenty seconds.

Then, at the moment when Chen Jinyao was about to go around the end of the bed, Yan Cheng stood up suddenly, jumped to the end of the bed, and quickly stopped Chen Jinyao. He raised his hand, grabbed her arm, and with a little more force, he threw her away. Got to bed.

The sudden movement caught people off guard, "Ah..." Chen Jinyao screamed subconsciously, but was silenced when Yan Cheng turned over and pressed against her.

"Hug, hug, hug, I'll give you a hug." Yan Cheng seemed a little angry.

If you analyze his tone carefully, you can hear more of annoyance than anger. Annoyance of being in this situation due to sulking alone.

He put one hand around Chen Jinyao's slender waist and brought her into his arms. He also pressed her. Their bodies were tightly pressed together without any gaps.

With their eyes facing each other so close, one can feel the ambiguity of the intertwined breathing.

Not long after, the confusion in Chen Jinyao's eyes disappeared and she came back to her senses.

She stretched out her hand and pushed the man on top of her, but did not push.

There was hot and moist breath in her ears, itching and numbing. Before she could frown, she let out a "chi" and a lazy, magnetic chuckle sounded out.

"..." She was stunned.

Following that, Yan Cheng didn't smile at all. He raised his hand, rolled up the quilt and covered the two of them directly, easily locking the two of them into an almost inseparable small space. Everything fell into darkness.

The Duni outside probably gave up and stopped shouting, and the surrounding area became completely quiet.

My heartbeat was thunderous, my temperature began to rise, and I felt inexplicably dry.

Yan Cheng leaned down and breathed all over the side of Chen Jinyao's neck. Chen Jinyao shrank her neck subconsciously, reaching between her teeth. "Yan Cheng, please let go of me." Before she could say it, the side of her neck fell. It was a gentle bite, a kind of lick.

It's very suggestive.

Chen Jinyao froze and did not dare to move.

I am afraid that if I move, something terrible will be triggered.

But it turns out that even if the switch is motionless, it is still on.

She swallowed, twisted her waist and struggled.

But Yan Cheng ignored it. After a long while, he stopped moving, his breathing rose and fell slightly, and he called her name: "Chen Jinyao."

The big palm gently rubbed her smooth and delicate back.

After he forced himself to prop up his body and keep a little distance between the two, he continued: "I am a normal man with desires."