"Yan Yan?" Su Weichu called out.
Ying Yanluo hummed.
"Lie down and sleep with me for a while."
“Ah?”
This is an ordinary single room. The bed is only about 1.2 meters long. It is already difficult to accommodate an adult like him. How can he lie down on it
"It's okay, I'm not sleepy."
"I'm sleepy, but I want to hold you while sleeping."
Ying Yanluo was a little hesitant.
"I feel a little uncomfortable." Su Weichu said suddenly.
Ying Yanluo didn't care about being shy at this moment, and immediately raised her head from his shoulder, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Su Weichu looked at him and said, "I can't really explain it, but if you can let me hold you and sleep for a while, I probably won't feel so bad."
Ying Yanluo: “…” He sounded more serious, and I couldn’t tell whether what he said was true or not for a moment. But people with a fever would definitely not feel good. After hesitating for a few seconds, I finally took off my down jacket, climbed onto the bed, and lay on the side of him that didn’t have an IV.
Su Weichu did not lie, he really was feeling a little unwell. He had been running a fever, and after the ups and downs just now, he contentedly held the person in his arms, smelling the familiar fragrance from her body, and his heart slowly calmed down.
Ying Yanluo whispered to him, "Are you okay?"
Su Weichu curled his lips, "Yeah, it's much better."
Ying Yanluo raised her head slightly from his arms and looked at his closed eyes. Although her face was still pale, her brows were not as furrowed as before, and her lips were much redder. Of course, this red color might be due to the struggle just now, but one could still see a sense of satisfaction on his face.
Before long, I could hear his slow and even breathing.
It seemed that he was really tired and had fallen asleep.
The nurse came over several times to change the injections, but he didn't wake up. After all the injections were finished, it was already past three in the morning. Although Ying Yanluo was reluctant, she still woke him up in a gentle voice. It would take half an hour to go home, and he could still sleep and wake up naturally the next day. It would be dawn in the hospital in a few hours, and there would be people coming and going in the corridor at that time, let alone a good rest.
Su Weichu slowly opened his eyes, "Is it over?"
Ying Yanluo nodded at him, "Well, it's over, let's go home."
"… Go home?" Su Weichu chewed on the words, and the corners of his mouth curved up, "Well, let's go home."
It was four in the morning when they got home. Ying Yanluo put him to bed. Thinking of what he had said before, she took the initiative to snuggle into his arms and gently patted his back, "Go to sleep."
Su Weichu hummed dazedly and closed his eyes again.
Since entering the busy period at the end of the year, Su Weichu hasn't had such a comfortable sleep for a long time. He woke up naturally the next day. After waking up, he habitually reached out and touched one side, but did not feel the expected warmth. His eyes opened immediately. He was the only one on the bed. After staring blankly for two seconds, he seemed to have thought of something, so he quickly lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
He hurriedly walked to the bedroom door, and suddenly the door was opened from the outside. When Ying Yanluo opened the door, he saw the person blocking the door. He was startled, and then his face turned happy, "Are you awake?"
Su Weichu lowered his head to look at her, and suddenly, without saying a word, he took her into his arms.
Ying Yanluo was startled for a moment and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"
"Yan Yan." He realized that his voice was very hoarse when he spoke, but he couldn't care about that at the moment. He asked urgently, "What happened last night wasn't a dream, right?"
Ying Yanluo laughed softly and took the initiative to put her arms around his thin waist. The moment she hugged him, she could clearly feel his back stiffen for a moment. She gently stroked him twice, "Of course I'm not dreaming, this is real."
After these words were spoken, Su Weichu breathed a sigh of relief without concealing it.
Ying Yanluo said in a gentle voice: "Okay, are you hungry? Let's go eat something later."
Su Weichu nodded, "Okay, I'll go downstairs after I wash up."
Ying Yanluo brought the porridge and side dishes to the table, and Su Weichu came down.
He looked at the delicious preserved egg and lean meat porridge on the table and was a little surprised. "Did you make it?"
Ying Yanluo: “… This is takeout.” She originally wanted to make him a stomach-nourishing century egg and lean meat porridge, but after fiddling with it for a while, she found it really difficult and finally gave up.
Su Weichu saw the embarrassment that flashed across Xi's face, lowered his head and chuckled.
Ying Yanluo: "Do you want to eat?"
"Yeah, food."
"Why don't you sit down then?"
Su Weichu sat down obediently at the dining table.
After breakfast, Ying Yanluo handed him the medicine and warm water that she had prepared in advance, "The doctor said you should take it."
Su Weichu swallowed the medicine with warm water without hesitation. Just as he was about to talk to Ying Yanluo, something with a milky aroma suddenly touched his lips. He subconsciously opened his lips, and the thing entered his mouth. It was a milk candy...
"Is it sweet?" Ying Yanluo had a smile on her face. She had been thinking about feeding him candy for a long time.
Su Weichu: “???”
He had a very good memory, so when he saw the cunning flash in his eyes, he immediately thought of the time when he used candy to coax him when he was drunk. At that time, he was still avoiding him, so he naturally wouldn't mention it to him, let alone tease him. But now...
Su Weichu didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment. He stirred the candy in his mouth, reached out and grasped her wrist, pulled her to sit on his lap, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and curled his lips, "Is it sweet? Do you want to taste it?"
Ying Yanluo originally wanted to tease him, but ended up being teased instead, her face turned red, and she stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.
Su Weichu looked at her plump and moist lips and slowly moved towards her.
Ying Yanluo looked at the handsome face that was getting closer and closer and did not dodge. Soon his milky breath sprayed on her cheek. Her curled eyelashes flickered a few times and slowly closed without any resistance.
After waiting for a few seconds, I didn't get that milky kiss.
He couldn't help but open his eyes again, and found that the person who was originally very close to him had moved away from him at some point and was looking at him with a smile. His cheeks started to burn again, and he reached out his hand to push his shoulder in annoyance, trying to stand up from his legs, but failed.
Su Weichu laughed, his slightly hoarse laughter was full of joy, "My fever hasn't completely subsided yet, what if I infect you?"
Ying Yanluo gritted her teeth and said, "Didn't you also..." last night? Then she fell silent for some reason.
The smile on Su Weichu's lips widened. He was really a little confused last night due to a fever. It was rare to see her in such a lively mood. He couldn't help but lean over and pecked her cheek, deliberately asking, "What happened last night? Why don't you say anything?"
His lips just lightly touched my cheek, but I felt an electric current stronger than being kissed on the lips. His smiling eyes were gentle and affectionate, which made me speechless.
…
Su Weichu's immunity recovered quite quickly, and he was completely well in just two days. He still had to deal with work at the company, and he was busy until early January. It was less than a week before the Chinese New Year, and he was finally able to relax.
On New Year's Eve, Su Weichu returned home early with Ying Yanluo. As soon as their car drove past the courtyard gate, they heard the crisp laughter of children coming from inside. It was Shen Xingyao playing with a small ball in the courtyard with Dudu. When they heard the sound of a car coming from outside, the little girl dropped the ball in her hand and shouted to her mother, "Uncle is back! Uncle!"
Shen Xingyao touched his son's head and said, "And my aunt."
Dudu clapped his hands, "Uncle, aunt."
As soon as Su Weichu opened the car door and got out, a little kid rushed towards him, "Uncle!!"
Su Weichu lifted up the little girl and asked, "Do you miss your uncle, Dudu?"
Dudu nodded vigorously, "Dudu thought about it!"
Ying Yanluo also got out of the car and walked to Su Weichu's side.
Su Weichu weighed the little boy in his arms and said, "Dudu, what are you shouting about?"
Dudu rolled his black grape-like eyes, revealing his milky little teeth, and called softly, "Aunt!"
Ying Yanluo was touched by the soft and tender voice of "Auntie" and couldn't help but reach out and touch his little fat cheeks, "Happy New Year, Dudu."
"Happy New Year, aunt." She said in a baby voice.
Shen Xingyao also came over, called Su Weichu, and called Ying Yanluo "Sister-in-law".
Ying Yanluo looked at the extremely beautiful sister-in-law in front of her and greeted her with a smile.
Just then, two men came out of the villa, one holding Spring Festival couplets in one hand and the other holding a bucket of paste.
Shen Weiqing shouted clearly: "Brother, sister-in-law."
Wei Jingyi raised his eyebrows at Su Weichu and said, "Are you back?" Then he nodded to Ying Yanluo beside him as a greeting. Although he was his uncle in name only, he had never called her that seriously many times. If he were to really call a girl who was almost nine years younger than him "sister-in-law", he really couldn't do it.
Ever since Wei's parents bought the villa next door to the Shen's, the two families have celebrated the New Year together.
Ying Yanluo followed Su Weichu into the room and called out to people politely.
"Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Happy New Year."
Mr. Su could be said to be very satisfied with Yan Luo and responded kindly.
Mother Shen took the initiative to introduce Ying Yanluo to the other two elders in the family. They were Wei Jingyi's parents. Ying Yanluo obediently called them, "Uncle Wei, Aunt Wei, Happy New Year."
This was Ying Yanluo's first time to celebrate the New Year here. Shen's mother was worried that she would feel a little restrained, so she didn't keep her around to chat. Just as she was about to call Shen Xingyao over, Shen's mother stopped her and asked her to take Yanluo to look around and talk. Although they were sister-in-law, they were of similar age, and young people would definitely have more topics to talk about.
Shen Xingyao naturally would not refuse, she had a good impression of her sister-in-law Yan Luo, but she had been filming in Hengdian for the past few months and had not had enough time to get along with her. Moreover, she also learned from Duan Tingle that her sister-in-law was the popular cartoonist Luo Yan. Yan Luo, Luo Yan, she really did not expect that they would be the same person.
According to seniority, Ying Yanluo is Shen Xingyao's sister-in-law, but she is actually two years younger than him. In fact, he is really not used to being called sister-in-law, so he suggested: "Why don't you just call me Yanluo?"
Shen Xingyao rolled his eyes and glanced at his brother who was pasting Spring Festival couplets not far away. "Would it be inappropriate if I just called you by your name?"
Ying Yanluo looked at him and suddenly felt that he looked familiar. After thinking carefully, he realized that the look on his face was exactly the same as the one on the doorstep. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh, "It's okay, your brother won't say anything."
Shen Xingyao had already accepted my suggestion. He just said this to tease me. Besides, Duan Tingle always called me Yanluo. If I called her sister-in-law, my seniority in front of Duan Tingle would be lowered. And I also wanted to call her Yanluo, "Then you can call me by my name too."
Ying Yanluo nodded with a smile.
The two of them were originally quite close, and after they called each other by their names, their intimacy increased immediately.
After Su Weichu put up the Spring Festival couplets, he looked towards his aunt and sister-in-law who were chatting happily on the swing in the yard. Although he didn't know what they were talking about, he could see from their sparkling eyes and smiles that they were obviously having a very pleasant chat.
Because they had prepared a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, they simply had dumplings for lunch.
Su Weichu held her hand and said, "Do you want to go to my bedroom and take a look?"
In fact, he has never visited their home since they got their marriage certificate. The first reason is that they are busy with their own work, and the second is that his parents are not in Beijing at this time. The new play directed by his father started shooting in Wuhan, and they have been with the crew in Wuhan during this period.
Ying Yanluo nodded with interest, "Yes."
Su Weichu led me upstairs. When passing through the corridor, he pointed to two rooms and introduced them, "This one is Qingqing's, and this one is Yoyo's." When he reached the end of the corridor, he stopped and said, "This one is mine."
After opening the door, a faint fragrance hit me in the face, which was different from the smell of the bedroom in his apartment. It was obvious that he lived in that apartment all the time, so the bedroom was filled with more of his own scent, while the fragrance here was filled with the smell of air freshener. Obviously, although he did not live at home all the time, the room was still cleaned regularly by the auntie at home.
The bedroom in his house was a bit better than theirs, with a separate balcony and bathroom, a two-meter-long bed covered with clean and soft bedding, and a custom-made bookcase on the west wall. The bookcase was filled with neatly arranged books, most of which should be his textbooks, and there were also several layers of awards and trophies. Ying Yanluo was obviously more interested in these.
Su Weichu was walking in that direction, so he followed.
Ying Yanluo was dazzled by so many certificates and trophies for a moment, but after taking a closer look, he suddenly realized that he was really a versatile person. These trophies were not only those he won in school, but also for calligraphy, horseback archery, fencing... However, what attracted his attention most were the several photos on the other side of the honorary trophies.
In the photo, he was wearing a simple school uniform, and he should be in high school. He was thinner and thinner in his youth than he is now. The only thing that remained unchanged was his tall and straight posture, handsome features, and gentle eyes. The sunlight fell on him, making him look particularly warm and bright. Just from this photo, Ying Yanluo could tell what kind of storm he could have caused in high school. Not to mention his excellent resume, his face alone was enough for girls to like him...
Su Weichu looked at the photos too intently, so he roughly knew what she was thinking. He hugged her from behind and deliberately teased her: "What are you thinking about?"
Ying Yanluo turned around after he hugged her like this, letting herself lean against his chest, her hands naturally resting on his folded palms in front of her abdomen, and asked honestly: "You must have been very popular with girls when you were in school, right?"
Su Weichu smiled and leaned close to his ear, "What's wrong? Are you jealous?"
Ying Yanluo felt a little tickled by his breath and shrank her shoulders slightly. His words also successfully made her cheeks blush. She denied it with a hard mouth: "You think too much."
Su Weichu grabbed her shoulders and turned her to face him. "Whether a girl likes me or not is not something I can control, but I have never liked any of us."
He had everything in his youth except love. He had never experienced love. In high school, he was busy studying and participating in competitions inside and outside the school. After entering university, he became even busier. While learning school knowledge, he also had to intern in the company and do the adaptation work before taking over. Even if he could squeeze out extra time, most of it was spent on his younger brothers and sisters. How could he spare any extra time to pay attention to other girls
Ying Yanluo was shocked. He had never liked anyone before? So, could it be understood that he only liked me
Su Weichu looked at him and said in a hoarse voice, "What are you thinking about?"
Ying Yanluo was looked at like this by him. For a moment, she felt that he had seen through her thoughts. She immediately avoided his sight and said, "I'm not thinking anything."
Su Weichu chuckled softly and suddenly said, "Well, it's just what you think."
Ying Yanluo's lips, which were originally pursed, opened slightly because of surprise.
Su Weichu couldn't help but lean over and kiss her lips. After the kiss, she didn't pull away immediately, but kept her lips close to hers and continued to speak slowly: "You're right, I've only liked you before, I like you now, I will like you in the future, and I will always like you."
Her lips rubbed against each other as they opened and closed, just like being bitten by small ants on her heart; it didn't hurt, but it was extremely itchy, and every word of his words pierced into her heart. Her palms were covered with sweat from nervousness, and she couldn't help herself in the end, so she tilted her head back.
Su Weichu lowered his eyes and looked at the lips that were far away from him. They were as beautiful as rose petals and extremely soft to the touch. He seemed to have suddenly thought of something interesting and asked, "Do you know how old I am in this photo?"
Ying Yanluo shook her head nervously, "I don't know."
"Senior year," he said.
Ying Yanluo didn't hesitate, "So what?"
"Then do you know what grade you were in when I was a senior in high school?"
Ying Yanluo thought about it. He was seven years older than me. When he was in the third year of high school, I think I was only in... the fifth grade
Su Weichu's laughter became even more wanton. "At that time, I could never have imagined that my future wife would be a kid who hadn't even graduated from elementary school."
Ying Yanluo imagined herself in fifth grade standing next to Su Weichu, a senior in high school. One was an adult who was about to go to college, and the other was an elementary school student whose milk fragrance had not yet dissipated. Not to mention that he couldn't help it, how could she possibly help it
Su Weichu's palm suddenly touched the back of her neck and gently rubbed the skin on the back of her neck. "Yan Yan, guess what they call this?"
Ying Yanluo could clearly see that Su Weichu's eyes were as dangerously gloomy as a deep pool in the dark night. Her heart was beating like a drum. She was extremely nervous. She swallowed and shook her head slightly.
Su Weichu looked at him with a smile in his eyes, "Let the old cow eat the young grass..."
Ying Yanluo's eyes widened immediately. How could someone say that about himself
Su Weichu did not wait for her to make any other reactions. He suddenly grasped her slender waist with one hand, and the hand that was originally gently caressing her neck suddenly held it and pressed it forcefully towards him. Her slightly open lips were sealed tightly, and every sweet whimper was swallowed by him. All her sounds were drowned out by this kiss.
His lips and tongue were as hot as ever, his tongue was smooth and rough, crushing and entwining each other, making an ambiguous and obscene sound of water when his lips and tongue were entangled.
Ying Yanluo's tongue tip was numbed by his sucking, and her whole body felt as if strength had been drawn. She was like a delicate dodder that could cling to the man and endure his long and deep kiss.