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Chapter 165 Wedding Night (3)

"Brother, don't move around." Wen Ye held the paintbrush in one hand, and blocked Shen Jiu's arm in a non-threatening way with the other.

Shen Qiao was lying on the sofa with bare arms, Wen Ye sat cross-legged firmly on his waist, half bent over, drawing pictures with a brush little by little on the opening of his back.

She has skillful hands and a serious expression, but Shen Jiu always makes troubles restlessly.

——The cause was after the meal, the two of them had nothing to do, but if they didn't do anything, accidents would easily happen.Wen Ye's body still hurts everywhere, and he didn't want this person to succeed easily, so he proposed to paint on Shen Jiu's body.

Because of Shen Jiu's identity, he can't get tattoos as he likes, but Wen Ye can't see how clean he looks, so he must torment him as a prank.

The tracing pen is delicate and soft, and it will bring an uncontrollable tingling sensation when it travels on the skin, and the warm wild breath is close to it, and it is ambiguous with Shen Jiu's posture, which leads to the latter's inattention.

Wen Ye stretched back the hand that was holding his arm, squeezed his extremely hard waist punishingly, and said angrily, "Brother, keep at it, the painting will be finished soon."

The pattern is formed little by little, it is a wild and insolent black rose in full bloom, which echoes the butterfly on Wenye's shoulder, and the two are next to each other, like a dynamic picture scroll of the soul.

Roses are full of life, attracting butterflies from afar, one lure and one lure, full of scheming.

Wen Ye put down the pen in satisfaction, and when the painting was dry, she moved her numb legs.

Shen Jiu finally couldn't bear it anymore, he got up with a dark face, and firmly pressed the arrogant little girl down, his face looked fierce, as if he was about to eat someone in the next moment.

Wen Ye was not afraid at all, she seemed to have no bones in her whole body, she was wrapped around Shen Jiu dependently, without separating even a single bit, like Siamese twins.

With a provocative smile on her lips and teeth, she said, "It's a picture of a couple, don't you like it?"

Shen Jiu's hand slid down the butterfly around her neck, and with his thumb, he made a circle on the delicate rose at the waist, and then without stopping, he lifted up a thin layer of soft material.

The corners of Wen Ye's eyes turned red, she bit her lip, and looked at Shen Jiu with tender eyes.

Silent is better than sound.

The feeling of summer is a bit deep, the room feels hot if the air conditioner is not turned on, and it will be cold when the air conditioner is turned on.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were half opened, and there was a half-meter-wide table outside the window, which was installed with an air conditioner.

Wen Ye hung half of her body outside, with tears in her eyes, she looked vaguely at the orange-red sunset above her head.

The man's voice came from the window, panting slightly, "Is Ah Ye cool now?"

Wen Ye snorted, but took the initiative to reach out to pull Shen Jiu's arm in. Her skin was a little blood-red, and she stared at the latter's expression with tears in her eyes.

"Why are you crying again?" Shen Qiao kissed the corner of her eyes, and said with a smile, "Didn't it mean you don't want to turn on the air conditioner or fan because you feel hot?"

Wen Ye was dragged on Shen Jiu's shoulders, and because of his walking, every step was like being pricked by thousands of needles, the tingling and numbness filled the sky from the tailbone, she secretly bit her lip, letting the tears flow even more fiercely up.

"Little crying bag." Shen Jiu scratched her nose helplessly.
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Because Wen Ye had rested all day, even though he spent a few more rounds, he still didn't feel sleepy.

Shen Jiu went to warm up the porridge, and then forced Wen Ye to down half a bowl.

The latter knew that he should be obedient and obedient, and he didn't want to make him worry, so he endured the choking feeling in his stomach and ate it.

Seeing that she was in a good mood, Shen Jiu hugged Wen Ye and watched the moon on the balcony.

The moon is not full, only the incomplete half of the wheel hangs deep in the clouds, and the clear silver light shines freely, falling on many places in the city that are not illuminated by lights.

Wen Ye stretched out five fingers to block his sight, and Yue Hui slipped out from between his fingers.

She pouted, seemingly dissatisfied and frustrated.

Seeing her childish side, Shen Jiu quickly stretched out his hand and clasped her fingers. Now, all the crevices between the fingers were filled, and Yue Hui couldn't run away anymore.

Wen Ye broke free, and turned to pick up the fruit wine on the small table and sip it.

Shen Jiu was inexplicable, he lowered his head and asked, "Is Ah Ye unhappy?"

Wen Ye lowered his eyelashes and said flatly, "No."

Shen Jiu sighed, and said no, obviously he was in a bad mood.

"Aye, don't you like your brother the most? Now that you have something on your mind, you don't even tell your brother?" Shen Jiu deliberately made the problem very serious, and insisted on forcing Wen Ye to speak out by himself.

She has a very spoiled temper now, always coaxing her will only make her worse, sometimes she really needs to be bluffed to be effective.

Hearing this, Wen Ye really looked at him with an extremely aggrieved expression, "Are you angry with me again?"

Shen Qiao imitated her with a bluffing face, "No."

"You have." Wen Ye gritted his teeth, before the tears gathered, his beautiful almond eyes turned red, "I hate you, Shen Jiu!"

After finishing speaking, she struggled to get into Shen Jiu's arms, and ran towards the bedroom with bare feet. After two steps, she suddenly turned back and took away the whole bottle of fruit wine on the table.

Shen Yao was yelled for a moment inexplicably, but he didn't react.

How did he provoke this sweet-tempered little girl again? The night was still fine... Eat first, cook a few more rounds, and then force her to eat half a bowl of porridge at most, but then watched half a documentary with her, Also rewarded the moon.

Shen Jiu walked to the bedroom and tried it, but the door was not locked.

He entered the door and saw no one, but there was the sound of water in the bathroom.

Shen Qiao smiled and walked over, intending to open the door to coax people before asking the reason, but in the end——

Well, the bathroom door is locked.

Shen Jiu stood quietly by the door and listened to the sound of water inside, then went out a little depressed to smoke a few cigarettes.

Take a look at the time every now and then.

10 minutes.

15 minutes.

25 minutes…

Shen Jiu grabbed a handful of his cropped short hair, went to the study and dug out the spare key at home.

Three 10 minutes.

Shen Jiu stood outside the bathroom door again, and the sound of water inside had stopped.

He unscrewed the door lock, the light shone through, and his pupils shrank for a moment.

Wen Ye sat on the cold tiled floor with his knees hugged. Hearing the sound, he raised his head, tears fell down his eyes, and his voice choked up, "Why did you come here..."

Her body was covered with water, without a single strand of hair, shrunk into a ball, the wet Bai Jinganran, like a porcelain doll with only a little life, it was too fragile.

Shen Jiu hurriedly copied a bath towel and picked her up, apologizing repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, brother shouldn't leave you alone, brother shouldn't be angry..."

The wine bottle fell to the side, the wine overflowed, and the sweet smell enveloped Onno's body.

Wen Ye wept, "Brother, you can't abandon me...I'm afraid..."

For a moment, Shen Jiu finally wanted to understand why Wen Ye's mood suddenly became so depressed.

——After the two got entangled and fell, he once answered a phone call. The content of the phone conversation was her illness...

He accepted on the surface, but secretly broke his promise to find a way to treat her illness. In the end, he still didn't believe her... And these things, Wen Ye, the client, were enough to make her scarred heart feel even stronger. Uneasy.

Shen Jiu trembling lips, it's my fault, my fault...

When Shen Jiu picked up Wen Ye, a black object slipped from her palm, Shen Jiu took a look subconsciously, the next moment his expression was shaken, and panic and terror came over him like an overwhelming sea.

　The wedding night is over~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)