He Xiaoning had nothing to do in the afternoon, so she went home after lunch. When she drove into the garage, she saw a Prado parked inside. She knew he was at home. He Xiaoning took three deep breaths before carrying her bag upstairs.
There was no one in the living room or bedroom, so she knew that they must be in the study. She went to the guest room to change her clothes and take off her restrictive stockings. She had already planned to sleep in a separate bed from Lin Pei.
She heated a cup of milk and brought it in, "Have a cup of milk. Have you had lunch? Do you want me to make it for you?" She said these words of concern, but her tone was very distant.
Lin Pei put down the pen in his hand, but did not look up, with an ugly expression on his face.
"I'll go cook you a bowl of noodles." He Xiaoning turned around, but before she took a step forward, Lin Pei grabbed her by the waist and let her sit on his lap.
"I'm your husband, not a first-class passenger." He pinched her chin and forced her to look at him, "Can you please stop acting like I owe you something? Why, did you see Qiao Yan again?"
He Xiaoning wanted to avoid looking at him, but was held tightly, "Are you done yet? Qiao Yan has nothing to do with me now. You are suspicious all day long. Are you still a man?" Her voice was a little sharp, which made Lin Pei even more annoyed.
He let go of my hand and snorted, "So, who have you been having a hot relationship with recently? Are you starting to dislike me for not being a man? So you want to divorce me?"
He Xiaoning turned and stared at him, eyes full of disbelief, "Lin Pei, do you have a conscience? You have so many scandals outside, don't come and slander me."
"That's because I missed you so much and was too lazy to solve the problem myself, so I had to find someone else." He buried his face in her chest, not wanting to look at the tears that immediately flowed down her face. "Who made my wife so attractive?" He bit her collarbone, his hand already reaching into her loose home clothes.
He Xiaoning held his hand and struggled hard, but how could he match Lin Pei's strength? "Lin Pei, don't force me."
The more she struggled, the more Lin Pei couldn't stop his bestiality. He knew very well that he had used some tricks to get her, but her heart had never been with him. Whenever her eyes met Qiao Yan's, the guilt and affection in them would make him jealous and crazy.
"Occasionally we have to do something exciting, so that you can know whether your husband is a real man." Lin Pei had no intention of letting her go. He had already torn off her panties and inserted his fingers inside. The dryness made He Xiaoning cry out in pain, but the man seemed not to hear it.
He Xiaoning gave up resisting. She knew that the more she resisted, the more this man would think and what more unpleasant words he would say. She had had enough, but had to endure it. She knew that she was a coward, otherwise she wouldn't be like this today.
From the study to the bedroom, she was tossed around so many times that she let him do whatever he wanted like a rag doll, as if she had gotten used to it.
Lin Pei was very satisfied. He stroked her smooth naked back and tangled her hair. "Honey, are you still comfortable?" He half-rose and lay on top of her, kissing and sucking on her neck. "Have you forgotten? That was just one time back then, and you dumped Qiao Yan."
He Xiaoning felt so ashamed that she buried her face deeply in the pillow. If it weren't for that absurd night, she wouldn't have been too ashamed to see Qiao Yan again. And the child who was later aborted and whose father she didn't know was, these were all permanent wounds in her heart.
Lin Pei's lips moved up little by little and lingered behind her ear.
"Don't touch that. The scarf can't cover it."
"What? Are you still thinking about flying to Paris with Qiao Yan on Thursday?" As he said that, he sucked a purple mark behind her ear. "Don't dream. I, Lin Pei, won't give you the chance to cheat on me." After that, he patted her butt with his big hand. "This is great. I don't have any tasks this week. We can communicate more. A couple should act like a couple. Recall how you screamed just now, how good it felt. Why do we have to sleep in separate beds and pretend to be pure?" After that, he casually pulled the quilt for her and went into the bathroom.
He Xiaoning tightened her hands, tightly grasping the sheets and biting the pillow with her teeth. Her tears had already wet the pillowcase, but she couldn't cry out.
Qiao Yan had no classes in the afternoon, but he was very busy. This time he met the hard standards and could apply to compete for the positions of several captains. The squadron gave two places, Qiao Yan took one, and he went to the brigade office to fill out the forms in the afternoon.
The six of them were sitting in the squadron office. There was no one in the office except them. Sun Jian was studying mechanical theory, Wei Ge was filling out an application to join the party, Ikkiu was playing PSP, Chen Tao was reading The Art of War, and Zhou Tongzhe was holding a laptop and reading Ye Mi's furious writing.
"Hey, Tongzhe, you've been looking at her for the whole afternoon. Do you want to confess your feelings to her?" Chen Tao really couldn't stand it anymore.
"I've already confessed it." He said as he moved closer to Ye Mi, "Why don't I just copy it for you a few times."
"Go away!" Ye Mi stretched out her fingers, which were all stiff from exhaustion. When she looked up, she saw everyone looking at her, with different facial expressions.
"Have you guys fallen ill or something, or have I become prettier recently? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Ding Dawei and Lu Wenxiu hugged each other in an exaggerated manner, "It was because we two brothers were too modest to let Tongzhe get the first chance. In fact, we also wanted to express our feelings, Xiaoye..."
Ye Mi felt that her head could be compared with the big watermelon in Xinjiang. She put down her pen with a snap and rolled up her sleeves. "Don't worry, don't worry. Everyone has a chance. Everyone will get a number plate. Whoever surpasses that bastard Qiao Yan first can come to my tent to wash my feet." Then she picked up the cup and took a sip of orange juice.
"I have already challenged Instructor Joe to a battle. Let's start with flying techniques. I want to challenge his status as a flying star."
Ye Mi swallowed half of the water and spat it all out. The homework she had just copied turned all yellowish. She was now hunched over and coughing badly, "Cough cough, you, you really took it seriously." Ye Mi's face turned red, and she quickly picked up a tissue and started wiping the homework paper. This was the result of her hard work for half an afternoon.
"Hey Ye Mi, are you attracted to Teacher Qiao?"
Ye Mi paused, then stood up and pointed at Sun Jian, "Sun Datou, be careful with your words. Teacher-student relationship, instructor-student relationship, that's the most perverted and disgusting thing."
She was making a lot of noise here, Qiao Yan pushed open the door of the office, "What are you talking about?" He stared at Ye Mi, "I heard your voice from far away in the corridor. This is an office, you are not afraid that the students from other squadrons will hear you and laugh at you."
Ye Mi lowered her head, pretending to wipe the homework paper seriously. She didn't know how many times she cursed herself in her heart. Isn't this asking for trouble? She seemed to feel that the person was approaching her, but looking at the messy homework in front of her that was stained by orange juice, she felt wronged and didn't want to look up.
Qiao Yan really didn't know what to do with her. He missed the days when she was studying in Sichuan. Whenever he wasn't on the plane, he would hang up his phone, or use his computer, or his phone, to listen to her stories about school, to see her funny emojis, and to ask her if she needed anything. When he wasn't flying, he was always thinking about someone in his heart, so he wouldn't feel so empty, and it was a different kind of comfort.
But when she entered his real life so stupidly, he was really troubled, but he didn't know why.
"Ye Mi, this incident is a lesson for you. You should behave properly in class next time and don't let other teachers laugh at you. Forget it this time and you don't have to copy it as punishment."
Ye Mi's hand paused for a moment, her heart blossoming. She tried her best to suppress her excitement, slowly raised her head to look at Qiao Yan, her eyes still holding some resentment, "Thank you, Teacher Qiao, I will listen carefully in class in the future, not send text messages, and not violate classroom discipline." After saying that, she bowed to him at a 90-degree angle.
Qiao Yan frowned, this was clearly a pretense. He ignored her and turned around to hand out a booklet to everyone, "This is Feiyang's employee handbook, inside is everyone's salary card, which should contain half a month's salary, which is back pay. There is also a manual for the simulator, starting from next week we will have theoretical classes and simulation experiments at the same time. Everyone can leave work at 4:30." Qiao Yan had just walked out of the office for less than five steps when he heard Ye Mi's whistle. He shook his head and couldn't help laughing, "You are really getting carried away!"
Arriving at the parking lot, Qiao Yan received a text message as soon as he got into the car, "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you when I get home."
"Didn't you tell me not to have food? I won't go back for dinner tonight. Don't play around. Review your lessons and go to bed early." Ye Mi held the phone in her hand, feeling a little disappointed. She picked up the computer on the table. It would be boring to go back alone, so she might as well go shopping in the evening.