Chapter 9: Don't Think
Torrential rain outside the window.
The room was quiet and warm.
Shen Weisu woke up, his mouth was dry, and he raised his hand to touch the water cup at the head of the bed.
At the other end of the room, the man got up from his desk and walked over to her, handing her a warm glass of water.
Shen Weisu looked at the handsome and deep man, a little confused, "Why are you here?" β
Zhou Yanhuai glanced at her and ignored her.
Shen Weisu drank the water, his lips returned to ruddy, and he was leaning there to study how he changed into his pajamas, and at that end, Zhou Yan's mobile phone rang.
He looked at it, but didn't answer, and the phone she put aside rang immediately, and he reached over again and pressed her phone.
Shen Weisu glanced at the screen, good guy, the eight missed calls were all from his uncle Nie Pingzhou.
Looking at Zhou Yanhuai's cold eyes, the cause and effect, she immediately figured it out.
Nie Ji is bad today, she is not surprised, but Zhou Yanhuai will get herself back, she didn't expect it.
Shen Weisu leaned on the pillow and looked at the man on the side.
The eyebrows look as good as they are painted, and the light gray loungewear is light and casual, with wide shoulders and long legs, and every part of the eye is impeccable.
Especially the hands, which are thin and slender, and the cyan tendons spread to the arms, and there is a sense of majestic power.
Three years ago, she came back to force marriage, in addition to being really desperate, she also had a trace of longing for him in her heart.
The clouds that are high above, who doesn't want to touch them, enough for them.
Zhou Yanhuai saw that she was staying, and walked over, "Say that you are tired of living and have a hard mouth." β
As he spoke, he threw a bottle of sleeping pills next to her pillow.
Shen Weisu glanced at it and shrugged indifferently, "The doctor prescribed it, and I can't take medicine if I can't sleep." β
People who have no heart and lungs can't sleep, Zhou Yanhuai sneered, raised his hand and swept the bottle of medicine into the trash.
Shen Weisu was annoyed and wanted to snatch it back, but suddenly caught a glimpse of something standing on the bedside tableβthe one that Qin Su gave her and was thrown away by Zhou Yanhuai.
Zhou Yanhuai looked at her coldly, this woman was not embarrassed at all, and rolled her eyes and accused, "Why are you messing with my things." β
Zhou Yanhuai's eyes were very deep, and he slowly extinguished the cigarette, "I can't sleep, but I have the heart to play this, and I have someone to get you a big one-Shen Weisu, do you have a sense of shame?" β
Shen Weisu secretly scolded, it must be Qin Su who framed her behind her back again.
She didn't care what Zhou Yanhuai thought, and turned over lazily, "You care." β
Zhou Yanhuai stared at her from the side, this woman has been pampered since she was a child, and she wears the best.
Silk suspender nightdresses, silk bedding, wall lamps falling, and the eyes are full of beautiful and soft luster.
Her delicate snow-white shoulders are wrapped in fabric, like a carefully wrapped work of art.
His eyes darkened, and he had just changed her clothes, and she was gone......
Shen Weisu also felt it, the burning eyes behind him.
Originally, they haven't been together often recently, and the first two times were interrupted halfway, not only Zhou Yan has needs, but she is also uncomfortable.
It's just that she is unhappy, and she is not happy.
When he pushed and squeezed into the quilt, Shen Weisu resisted.
He grabbed the weakness and bit her ear, and saw that she was suddenly paralyzed, and then rubbed the tip of his nose against her as if he was soothing, "Don't think about it, it's not ...... you think it is"
The deep voice made Wei Su's heart tremble when he heard it-
I can't help but think to myself, it turns out that women will also be brained by that worm, and her IQ will drop at this time, he said don't think about it, and she suddenly felt that she might really think too much.
However, before she had time to think deeply, she was dragged into the tide by Zhou Yanhuai's sharp movements.