"You two ......" Nan Yuheng was a little confused: "What are you doing?" ”

Jiang Jingyu was idle, holding Nan Shiyu's wrist beside him, and said casually:

"My wife is homesick and came back for one night."

Nan Yuheng: "......??" ”

His eyes fell on the hands of the two men at the door.

Raising his eyes again, standing side by side, the two of them were on the right side, Nan Yuheng couldn't say enough to comment:

"This year, the show of affection has come to my mother's house??"

"Your big 'Shengting' wedding room was bombarded? Let you not sleep at home at night and run to your parents' house? ”

Nan Shiyu: "......" is so complicated that it ...... There are no words to describe it.

This picture is also weird...... Beyond all her imagination.

Jiang Jingyu's eyes were full of ink.

He glanced at his wife's expression with interest.

He suppressed a small smile in his eyes.

shouted at Nan Yuheng seriously:

"Brother."

"Didn't you say it just now, my wife is homesick and comes back for one night."

Nan Yuheng can't even drink water now.

Except for the wedding banquet, for the first time in his life, Jiang Jingyu called him "brother" in this tone.

Nan Yuheng's eyes turned and turned on the two of them, and after two seconds, he turned back to the bar and poured a glass of water for the two of them.

on the couch.

Jiang Jingyu sat as usual, dignified and noble.

Nan Shiyu is much more casual.

I held a plush pillow in my arms.

Snuggled into the couch.

All over the body, every strand of hair exudes the lazy casualness of 'I'm in my house, lying and sitting at will'.

Nan Yuheng put the water cup in front of his sister and brother-in-law.

Then sit on the couch opposite the two of them.

Thinking of something, he asked, "Did you two have dinner?" ”

Jiang Jingyu raised his eyebrows.

There was no direct answer.

It was Nan Shiyu who flicked the diamond bracelet that Nan Yuheng gave her yesterday on her wrist, and replied:

"No, I thought, my brother and I haven't seen each other for more than a month, my brother and sister are unfamiliar, and they came over after work, and they didn't even have time to eat."

Nan Yuheng: "......"

He really wanted to believe this reason.

If only he didn't know that much about the girl.

"Sister." Nan Yuheng pinched her eyebrows and asked her, "Do you feel that there is something missing in our family?" ”

Nan Shiyu looked around.

Isn't that a lot?

She hadn't seen the housekeeper for so long.

"What about the housekeeper and the others?"

Nan Yuheng: "My parents went out on vacation, and they won't be able to come back for a while, so I let them all take a vacation." ”

Nan Shiyu: "......"

"So—" Nan Yuheng looked at the two opposite, "What do you two want to eat?" ”

As the words fell, he chuckled.

"Or if I ask another way, how will dinner be solved?"

Nan Shiyu: "......"

Jiang Jingyu's expression did not change at all.

After Nan Yuheng finished speaking, his eyes fell on Nan Shiyu.

That look had a little other meaning.

Three seconds later, Nan Shiyu resigned herself to picking up her phone.

"I'll do it."

Without waiting for her to unlock, Jiang Jingyu called Lin Rui.

After explaining, the phone hung up.

Nan Shiyu leaned on the sofa, looked at the deserted villa, and asked Nan Yuheng weakly:

"Brother, if the two of us don't come, you won't eat at night?"

Nan Yuheng glanced at her: "I was going to deal with it casually, but now that there are three of us, can I make do with it?" ”

Nan Shiyu: "......"

Completely speechless.

Nan Shiyu put down the pillow and got up.

When she crossed Nan Yuheng, she patted her brother's shoulder in a matter-of-fact manner, 'advice':

"Brother, there will be a holiday in the future, half and half."

Nan Yuheng: How did he know that when Jiang Jingyu was in Haicheng, this girl could still go back to her parents' house at night without saying a word?

……

After dinner, Nan Shiyu held the fruit tea specially sent by Lin Rui to drink, Nan Yuheng put down his chopsticks, and saw Jiang Jingyu rolling up his sleeves and planning to clean up the table.

Nan Yuheng hurriedly stopped him.

"No, no, I'm tired of the company for a day, why do you have to do it yourself."

Nan Yuheng: "I've already called the housekeeper, and I'm already on the way, and I'll be there soon." ”

After that, his eyes fell on Nan Shiyu.

"It's not early, you two rest early."

Nan Shiyu didn't say anything.

Jiang Jingyu glanced sideways at her.

The corners of the lips are slightly curved with a bit of paradoxical curvature.

Asked Nan Yuheng: "Where is my wife's room?" ”

If you don't know the essential relationship between this couple, the noble and cold Mr. Jiang will say "my wife", Nan Yuheng really has reason to suspect that this guy is here to show his affection.

Distracted, he pointed upstairs.

"Third floor."

"The entire third floor is yours, and all the facilities on it are available, even a glass of water doesn't need to be poured down."

Nan Yuheng paused, and then instructed.

"The third floor is up to you, but the second floor is where I live, don't mess around at night."

Except for the housekeeper and others who will come over later, this villa is just his eldest brother, sister, and brother-in-law.

If you accidentally bump into something you shouldn't see, the three of you will be embarrassed.

In order to avoid that kind of scene, Nan Yuheng 'mentioned' two sentences in advance.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, he received a glare from his sister.

Nan Yuheng's body was slightly propped up on the back of the chair.

Lazily raised her eyelids to look at her.

"Nan Zhizhi, what kind of eyes do you have?"

"What kind of eyes? The look in my brother's eyes! As soon as she finished speaking, she left the restaurant.

Looking at the back of the girl who went straight away, Nan Yuheng retracted her gaze and looked at Jiang Jingyu.

"Before this girl came, she had a cannon fight?"

Why did all of a sudden, become so impulsive?

Jiang Jingyu chuckled, his gaze slowly withdrawn from the spiral staircase.

He rubbed his fingertips and gave a sentence:

"Probably two squibs."

The kind that only doesn't blow up.

Ten minutes later.

Jiang Jingyu pushed open the hidden door.

Nan Shiyu was just about to go to the bathroom to wash, but before she could stand up, she was pressed on the sofa by Jiang Jingyu.

The kiss with the smell of cold cedar fell on Nan Shiyu's lips with unmistakable accuracy.

She didn't have time to be prepared, and when he invaded the territory, he unconsciously "whimpered".

As soon as the thin waist struggled, it was pinched hard.

When his fingers gradually picked the edge of her clothes, Nan Shiyu's heart was agitated, and she instinctively held his wrist tightly.

Jiang Jingyu's hand didn't move again.

He sucked on her lips, letting go of the polished red flap.

But the body was still pressing her, and she didn't leave, but asked knowingly, "What's wrong?" ”

Nan Shiyu pushed him.

"You get up, this is not a 'Shengting' ......"

Before she could finish, he interrupted with a chuckle, his voice tinged with something else.

"If it's not 'Sheng Ting', won't it?"

"But we are a legitimate husband and wife."

"Or—"

The corners of his lips curled.

Look away from the rosy lips.

Look in her eye.

Half joking, half serious, he said:

"Madame returned to her parents' house on a whim today, is it just to avoid the obligations of husband and wife?"