bayedsolid Chapter 158 He Turned His Fake Marriage into a Real One (18)
Chapter 158 He Turned His Fake Marriage into a Real One (18)
Rong Yanxiu was worried that the little girl would lose her balance, slip down, and choke on the water.
Soaking in warm water, Chu Yu was afraid that the man would realize she was sober, so she only dared to half-close her eyes and continue to pretend to be drunk.
Steam rose, her long eyelashes fluttered, as if something had suddenly jumped past her eyes.
Chu Yu was taken aback.
Squinting slightly, I looked over—
But it's something I should say but won't.
Rong Yanxiu saw the little drunkard leaning against the edge of the bathtub, his hazy eyes staring straight at him.
Rong Yanxiu slowly sat down beside her.
Gently pick him up and place him to sit on one side.
The girl's skin was like solidified cream, delicate and smooth.
It was almost a light touch, yet it seemed to be subtly out of control.
But the person in his arms didn't know how to restrain themselves, squirming and fidgeting.
As his delicate skin brushed against hers, Rong Yanxiu couldn't resist grabbing her waist and hissing in a low, hoarse voice, "Don't move!"
Chu Yu pouted, on the verge of tears.
You really can't blame her!
Rong Yanxiu held her as they sat together on a chair by the bathtub, the water level not even reaching their chests.
Chu Yu was about to say something,
"..."
What was she trying to say?
Rong Yanxiu glanced at the little drunkard silently staring at Xiao Rong, and for a moment he couldn't quite figure out what she was thinking.
You have absolutely no idea what she's going to say next.
A large hand gripped a slender wrist.
A deep, husky voice sounded in my ear: "Want to review some more?"
Chu Yu: "..."
The man suddenly stood up, holding her in his arms...
Although Rong Yanxiu had immediately pulled her hand away, her fingertips were still inevitably...
Chu Yu's palms felt sore and hot, and trembled slightly uncontrollably.
She stared blankly at the man who was wiping her fingers little by little with a tissue.
He didn't even have time to tidy himself up; his first reaction afterward was to apologize to her.
Chu Yu glanced at the man's sharply defined profile, then looked down at him again.
What else could Comrade Xiao Rong possibly be dissatisfied with?
Rong Yanxiu answered this question with his actions.
……
In the first few times, he was considerate of her being a novice driver and patiently guided her step by step.
Rong Yanxiu looked at her, her face streaked with tears.
……
I don't know how long I slept.
When Chu Yu slowly opened her eyes, what came into view was a man's muscular chest.
I don't feel too uncomfortable.
In her hazy memory, afterward, the man helped her clean up and then gently massaged her body.
So when she woke up, she felt almost no discomfort.
His pectoral muscles, however, were quite eye-catching, especially given how close they were to him.
Chu Yu couldn't help but sigh, "What has she done to deserve this?!"
A certain keyword suddenly triggered fragments of memories from last night—
"What are you thinking about, baby? Why is your face so red?"
The man had woken up at some point, looking at her languidly with his eyes downcast, his voice still hoarse.
Chu Yu lowered her head and snuggled into his arms, saying in a muffled voice, "Hug me."
Even though I knew she was changing the subject, I still couldn't resist the power of my little darling's sweet talk, and my heart melted.
He wrapped his long arms around her and pulled her into a tight embrace.
He lowered his head to kiss the hair at her temples and inhaled her unique sweet fragrance.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
So I'm still a little worried, afraid that she might feel uncomfortable.
Once sober, Chu Yu was completely devoid of the audacity she had displayed the night before. When answering, she was even too embarrassed to look up, "No—"
Rong Yanxiu knew she was shy, so he didn't tease her intentionally.
but--
Comrade Xiao Rong is really not as understanding as him.
Chu Yu, who was being held tightly in the man's arms, immediately noticed his change.
"..."
Xiao Rong woke up quite early too.
He tilted his head slightly, his thin lips lightly brushing against her delicate earlobe, giving her a peck kiss.
The little one in my arms trembled almost imperceptibly.
The man's lips curved into a very slight smile.
She did remember.
Rong Yanxiu looked down at the girl in his arms. She had black hair and fair skin, and her waist-length hair was loosely spread across her back. He could vaguely smell his scent in her hair.
He really didn't exert any effort at all.
Unfortunately, the little girl's skin was so delicate that even a light touch would leave a mark.
As if reminded of something else, the man's dark eyes suddenly darkened.
……
Actually, I did leave briefly to rest on the sofa.
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