Several men in black suits who were guarding the door saw from afar Jiu Shao carrying a creature that looked like a woman in his arms, and were so shocked that their eyeballs almost fell to the ground.
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief. Wasn't it true that Young Master Jiu had never been interested in women
At this time, Jiu Shao came over with someone in his arms. Several people lowered their heads and pretended not to look at him. They said in a serious voice, "Jiu Shao!"
Si Yiyan ignored them, holding Wen Xinya and strode into Jiayuan, heading towards the elevator. Along the way, there were always people bowing to him.
Wen Xinya hid her head in the collar of his windbreaker and said sullenly, "Si Yiyan, it turns out that Jiayuan is one of your properties. How impressive!"
Her tone seemed to be tinged with frost, slightly condensed, and containing a hint of coldness, which made Si Yiyan's body stiffen.
Wen Xinya felt his slightly stiff body and dull expression, making it impossible to guess his true thoughts.
The atmosphere of silence spread, and the elevator was right in front of him. Si Yiyan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, pressed the elevator button, and entered the elevator holding Wen Xinya.
When the elevator door closed, the small and cramped space was filled with a suffocating atmosphere of silence. Looking at the red numbers that kept jumping next to the closing door, he actually had the illusion that every second seemed like a year.
"Xinya..." He tried to explain, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say. There was nothing he couldn't tell her, but there were many things she didn't ask, and he didn't know where to start.
"Ding!" The elevator door suddenly opened.
Si Yiyan breathed a sigh of relief, carried Wen Xinya out of the elevator, and went directly to his private room in Jiayuan.
Wen Xinya was put on the sofa by Si Yiyan.
The soft sofa is her favorite feeling.
Si Yiyan whispered, "I'll run you a bath. You just had a cold shower, so it's better to take a hot bath to get rid of the cold."
Having said that, he turned around and went to the bathroom without waiting for Wen Xinya to say anything.
Wen Xinya looked at the decoration style of the room. This classic and comfortable decoration style was also her favorite. The lamp with rose branches extending on the ceiling was also her idea. She had just mentioned it casually before, but she didn't expect Si Yiyan to remember it.
She turned and walked towards the bookshelf beside the fireplace. There were some ancient books on the bookshelf. She picked up one and flipped through it casually. She saw Si Yiyan's beautiful, round, sharp and hidden small regular script. He had annotated many places in the book, and there were also some simple insights. The book that she originally found obscure and difficult to understand now seemed so simple and clear.
She couldn't help but look at the book intently.
Soon, Si Yiyan came out of the bathroom: "The water is ready, go take a shower!"
Wen Xinya put the book back to its original place, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.
After entering the bathroom, Wen Xinya took off her clothes and soaked in the water without even testing the water temperature. The warm water seemed to penetrate into every pore of her body in an instant, driving away the remaining coldness in her body, making her feel warm and comfortable.
Wen Xinya got up after soaking for about twenty minutes. A dark blue velvet bathrobe was neatly placed in the clothes basket. It was obviously prepared by Si Yiyan for her, but... it was his bathrobe.
Wen Xinya picked up the bathrobe and put it on. The velvet bathrobe stuck tightly to her skin, very soft and comfortable, just like the feeling of Si Yiyan's thin but soft lips kissing her skin. The clear and elegant bamboo fragrance of Si Yiyan surrounded her whole body. Her pretty little face was flushed, and there was a hint of heat.
She thought that it must be because she had soaked in a hot bath for nearly half an hour and was dyed red by the hot steam.
Wen Xinya was wearing a bathrobe, standing at the door shyly, checking whether the belt of her bathrobe was fastened, and then checking whether the collar of her bathrobe was unzipped. After hesitating for a while, she gritted her teeth, opened the bathroom door and walked out with a fearless attitude.
Si Yiyan was not in the living room. Wen Xinya wore Si Yiyan's slippers, stepped on the soft wool carpet, searched around the huge room, and finally saw Si Yiyan in the kitchen.
Si Yiyan was only wearing a dark green shirt. This picky color made his figure look even more slender and straight like a bamboo, elegant and unique, with strong bones and a graceful and beautiful appearance.
At this moment, he was busy in the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up, making ginger soup for her. The spicy taste of ginger mixed with the sweet taste of brown sugar filled the not-so-small space. Her heart felt warm as if she had drunk a bowl of ginger soup.
Si Yiyan was so skilled and had such sharp eyes and ears that he didn't even notice that she had been standing at the kitchen door for such a long time.
He looked down at the ginger soup in the pot, his handsome face full of solemnity and concentration. It was just a bowl of ginger soup, but he was so careful and thorough, as if nothing else was more important than this.
This bowl of ginger soup must have been prepared with all his heart and soul.
Si Yiyan poured the boiled ginger soup into the bowl, tasted it, then turned around with the bowl and saw Wen Xinya standing at the kitchen door.
Wen Xinya couldn't help but laugh and said, "Okay, Si Yiyan, you actually let me eat your saliva."
Si Yiyan's beautiful features were tinged with smiles, and he raised his eyebrows with a hint of joking: "Don't you have enough of my saliva?"
Wen Xinya's tender little face turned red, thinking of the many times they had kissed and their saliva had mixed together. She had indeed swallowed a lot of his saliva.
Si Yiyan came to her with ginger soup: "Drink the ginger soup quickly! Sweating will prevent you from catching a cold."
Wen Xinya smelled the not-so-pleasant smell of the ginger soup. Her nose seemed to understand her mood and selectively ignored the spicy taste of the ginger. She only smelled a sweet taste that instantly made her heart feel sweet.
She pouted and said, "You must be afraid that I would get sick and need you to take care of me, so you cooked ginger soup for me. You are so cunning, I won't let you succeed. Even if I am not sick, you still have to take care of me." Then she said as a matter of course, "You feed me!"
"I couldn't ask for more!" Si Yiyan looked at her puffed cheeks and self-righteous look, scooped a spoonful of ginger soup, blew on it, then touched his lips, and only brought it to her lips when it felt no longer hot.
Wen Xinya looked at his meticulous and considerate actions, her heart was filled with sweetness, she opened her mouth and drank the ginger soup he brought to her lips, deliberately wrinkling her nose and complaining with a bitter face: "It's so spicy, Si Yiyan, you should put less sugar!"
Si Yiyan was half-believing and half-doubting. He took half a spoonful and tasted it. Although it was sweet, it was also very spicy. Xinya was always very delicate and would definitely not be able to drink it. "I'll make another bowl and put more sugar in it."
"Puchi!" Wen Xinya couldn't help laughing. She snatched the small bowl from his hand and drank the ginger soup in small sips: "I was lying to you, but you believed it! Ginger soup tastes the same. Even if you put more sugar, it can't cover the spicy taste."