Ying Yanluo was almost half carried and half pulled by Su Weichu into the door. As soon as she entered, she was pushed against the door panel and kissed until she couldn't breathe. After a while, they were hugged and kissed and walked towards the inner room with chaotic steps.
On the carpet of the hotel, the woman's light green dress and the man's white shirt and black trousers were overlapped.
"Su Weichu..." A sweet voice came from under the quilt.
Although the blankets on both of them were not thick, in such a hot temperature, Ying Yanluo was still sweating profusely. She subconsciously struggled to get up, kicking the blanket up and down, "Stop kissing..."
After a while, Su Weichu came up.
In this dim space, his deep breathing could be clearly heard in her ears, and their breaths intertwined. Before she could say anything, he blocked her lips.
The woman's fair hand stretched out from under the quilt, her fingers stretched out weakly, with an exquisite ring on her middle finger. Then the man's broad and slender palm followed closely, with the protruding blue veins on the back of his hand particularly clear, and grasped the slender wrist.
Ying Yanluo was sitting on the bed wrapped in a bath towel, while Su Weichu was sitting behind her, holding a hair dryer in his hand to blow her hair, but his eyes were fixed on her fair and thin shoulders, which were covered with mottled crimson kiss marks, and his gaze was deep.
He gathered her wet long hair in his palm and blew it warmly with a hair dryer. Ying Yanluo closed her eyes comfortably, but her mind was full of the beautiful scenery just now. They had agreed to go out for dinner, but in the end they didn't even go home and came straight to the hotel.
Su Weichu turned off the hair dryer and put it aside, then took the comb beside him and helped her comb her hair. Her hair was of good quality, soft and smooth.
Ying Yanluo sat in one position for quite a long time. When she changed positions, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of her calves from the corner of her eye. There were many deep and shallow kiss marks on both of her legs, which had been buried in her bath towel. Although she couldn't see them, she was also clear about the marks hidden under the bath towel.
"What's wrong with you today?" she asked him.
Su Weichu combed her hair and replied, "What's wrong with me?"
"I didn't realize you were obsessed with legs before." Her legs were covered with his marks. How could she wear a skirt until these marks disappeared? Skirt?!
Ying Yanluo suddenly realized something. She turned around quickly, which scared Su Weichu. She subconsciously turned the side of the comb with the teeth towards herself.
Ying Yanluo stared at him, "Did you do this on purpose?"
Su Weichu didn't quite understand, "What do you mean by intentional?"
Ying Yanluo pointed at her legs and said, "That's it, you just don't want me to wear a skirt!"
Because of her movement, the bath towel moved up a little, and the kiss mark on the upper thigh was much brighter than that on the calf. Besides, their underwear was still in the dryer in the bathroom... As a result, his gaze gradually became uneasy.
Seeing his expression change, Ying Yanluo's face turned red. Without thinking, she kicked him and then headed towards the head of the bed, trying to lift the quilt.
Su Weichu was caught off guard by her kick, and his body tilted slightly to the side. When he came to his senses, he saw her kneeling in front of him, trying to lift the quilt at the head of the bed with her hands. His eyes suddenly turned red, and without thinking, he reached out and grabbed her fair and delicate ankle.
Ying Yanluo let out an "ah".
He was dragged back.
…
Chen Qin handed a cup of iced coffee to Wu Jing, and noticed that her eyes were fixed on the clock on the opposite wall. She couldn't help but ask, "Why are you staring at the clock?"
Wu Jing took the coffee and said, "It's almost three o'clock."
Chen Qin disagreed, "Well, then what?"
"The boss hasn't come back yet."
"If he didn't come back, then he didn't come back..." Having said this, Chen Qin seemed to understand something and turned to look at Wu Jing in disbelief.
Xiao Wei came out holding the baby and saw the two of them looking at each other meaningfully. She asked casually, "What's wrong with you?"
Chen Qin swallowed and said, "No, it's okay."
Wu Jing looked very natural and asked Xiao Wei, "It's almost three o'clock. President Su is not going back to the company?"
Xiao Wei stroked the back of the milk ball, "Well, he just sent me a WeChat message, and I can't finish talking."
Wu Jing looked at Chen Qin again and said "oh" twice.
Xiao Wei: "What are you two talking about?"
"No, no, Assistant Xiao, please let me hold the little one."
Xiao Wei handed her the milk ball.
Chen Qin immediately started to play with the cat happily.
Girls all like these fluffy little animals, and they are especially good at acting cute. Those of them who work in this field never thought that they would have a wonderful life of petting cats at work one day, but now it has really come true, and the cat they are petting is the boss's cat!!
It was getting dark outside. Su Weichu ordered takeout on his phone and turned to look at the person who was still sleeping soundly under the quilt. She looked well-behaved and peaceful in her sleep. Her eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her eyelids, her rosy lips were slightly pouting, and her exposed palms were naturally resting on the corners of the quilt.
Su Weichu looked at it and felt extremely surprised.
He lay back down, stretched out his hand to scratch her nose with interest, and called out gently, "Yan Yan, Yan Yan?"
Ying Yanluo must have heard the sound, for her brows were slightly furrowed, and she whimpered a few times unintentionally, hinting at some dissatisfaction.
Su Weichu smiled and leaned over, kissed her face, and continued to call her.
Ying Yanluo was finally woken up by him.
She didn't fall asleep after it was over, but fell asleep during the process, so when she opened her eyes, even though she saw Su Weichu's face that she would never get tired of looking at a thousand times, she still reached out her hand without thinking.
She didn't mean to hit him, but she couldn't seem to hold back...
It hit him in the face with a "bang", and at the same time, half of his face was knocked to one side.
Ying Yanluo came to her senses immediately.
Su Weichu turned around and saw her eyes wide open, filled with panic, anxiety and regret. It was the first time he saw her eyes change so much, and he couldn't help but find it a little funny. Was she scared? Was she afraid that he would touch her
How could he bear to do that
Su Weichu looked at her and asked, "Which hand did you use?"
Of course he knew which hand it was, but that didn't stop him from asking her.
Ying Yanluo's brows instantly wrinkled pitifully, and she clenched her fist and hid her hand under the quilt.
Su Weichu's eyes were still on her face, but his palm reached under the quilt and soon touched her clenched fist. Ying Yanluo subconsciously shrank back, but he still pulled her hand out of the quilt.
"sorry… "
"Does your hand hurt?"
The two spoke almost in unison.
Ying Yanluo was stunned. She looked at his eyes that were instantly filled with smiles and was a little unresponsive. She hit him, and he asked her if her hand hurt.
Su Weichu was stunned for a second after hearing her sorry, then he laughed, then he kissed her palm, then kissed her lips, rubbing her lips and said slowly: "This is the first time I've been beaten since I was a child, you have to take responsibility."
Ying Yanluo asked blankly: "How, how can I be responsible?"
Su Weichu curled his lips and said almost in a whisper: "Call me."
"Su Weichu?"
Su Weichu paused, "No, shout again."
"For the first time?"
Su Weichu bit her lips and said, "Scream again."
Ying Yanluo's eyes hid a smile, "Chu Chu?"
She had heard Shen's mother call him like this.
Su Weichu was so angry that he laughed, "You did this on purpose, didn't you?"
Ying Yanluo was no longer nervous or panicked, because she knew he couldn't bear to do that. What else could a person who was slapped in the face by her still ask her if her hand hurt? And she was just teasing him on purpose, so she certainly knew what he wanted to hear.
She raised her arms to hug his neck, lifted her body up a little, pressed hard against his soft lips, and then spoke slowly.
"… husband."
Su Weichu's back instantly felt numb because of this sound.
He breathed heavily, covered the back of her head with his palm, pressed her towards him, and kissed her deeply.
Just as the two were kissing passionately, there was a knock on the door.
Ying Yanluo turned her head with difficulty and said while panting, "It seems like someone is knocking on the door."
Su Weichu didn't care at all. He chased after her and wanted to kiss her, "You must have heard it wrong."
Ying Yanluo quickly covered his lips and said, "Yes, listen carefully, it really is."
Sure enough, there was a knock on the door.
Su Weichu suddenly remembered that it should be the takeaway he ordered that had arrived.
Ying Yanluo pushed his shoulder and asked nervously in a low voice: "Who, who?"
Su Weichu saw that she looked a little frightened, so he smiled and said, "Takeout."
"takeout?"
"I ordered it when you were still asleep."
Su Weichu had just closed the door after getting the takeaway when Ying Yanluo came out from the inner room. She was wearing her dried green dress, with her hair casually draped over her shoulders. The kiss marks on her neck, collarbone, and legs could not be hidden at all, and there were obviously a lot more of them compared to the afternoon.
Ying Yanluo was already starving, her eyes glued to the takeaway bag in his hand, and she came to him in two or three steps, "What did you order? Is there meat?"
Su Weichu looked at her throat which had swallowed several times and laughed, "Yes."
Ying Yanluo was very hungry. She only had breakfast today and missed the lunch as planned. She tucked her hair behind her ears and ate in big mouthfuls. Her cheeks were bulging with food. Su Weichu looked at her and felt guilty and distressed.
"Where's the rubber band?" he asked her.
Ying Yanluo stared at the food in the lunch box and said, "It should be in the bathroom."
As expected, Su Weichu found her rubber band on the sink in the bathroom and helped her tie up her hair.
Ying Yanluo flipped through the takeout bag and said, "Hey, the store didn't provide disposable gloves."
Su Weichu flipped through it and found that it was not given. He thought he had forgotten about it.
Ying Yanluo watched him peel shrimp for her after washing his hands. In a few seconds, he peeled the shrimp completely, and the fresh and fragrant shrimp meat was pressed against her mouth. She chewed and said, "You eat it, I'll peel it myself."
Su Weichu took another shrimp and said, "It's okay, you eat it, I'll peel it for you."
Ying Yanluo licked his lips, lowered his eyes, then took his lunch box, scooped a spoonful of food with a spoon and brought it to his mouth, "Then you peel it and I'll feed you."
In Su Weichu's memory, being fed was probably something that happened about 17 or 18 years ago. Now, when she raised the spoon to feed him, he was stunned for two seconds, but in the end he smiled and ate up all the rice in the spoon.
Seeing this, Ying Yanluo's eyes sparkled. She scooped another spoonful of rice, asked him to put the peeled shrimp meat on it, and handed it to his mouth, "You eat it."
At the beginning, Ying Yanluo would feed him a bite and then take a bite from her own lunch box. Later on, they would just eat one bite from the same lunch box, taking turns to eat a bite until the food in the box was finished before switching to another one.