Yan Zheng’s slightly parted lips carried a hint of sweetness, impossibly soft.
After a brief taste, Si Yueting gradually forgot his original intention, his large hand cupping the back of her head as he became addicted—starting with delicate tracing before deepening his exploration…
The cold woody incense from the man’s shirt entangled and enveloped her, making Yan Zheng’s cheeks flush crimson. She opened her mouth and bit his lip!
The fire in Si Yueting’s dark eyes instantly cooled, replaced by inexplicable fury!
Was she rejecting his kiss because of that A Zhou?
Yan Zheng wiped her mouth and said,
“If you’re eating shrimp, then eat shrimp properly! Kissing comes at an additional price!”
Si Yueting spoke coolly,
“Yesterday when I gave you mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, I was worried that after you woke up you wouldn’t remember, thinking my lips felt cold and hard when kissing, with no technique to speak of, making for a terrible experience. So I was just helping you recall.”
Yan Zheng’s heart skipped a beat. She thought only she had such thoughts—could it be that Si Yueting felt the same way too?
She looked at him sympathetically,
[Si Yueting can only show off his kissing skills to prove himself. Men’s pride is truly fatal!]
The man in the wheelchair had a cold, stern expression as he unfastened his shirt cufflinks.
“Since we’re talking about additional prices—I just peeled shrimp for you, now it’s your turn to take off my pants.”
Watching his fingers undo the shirt buttons one by one, the wild muscles beneath the black fabric clashing with his cold, restrained demeanor, Yan Zheng didn’t know if it was from the spicy marinated seafood or what, but she felt like fire was burning in her throat.
With Si Yueting’s handsome face and temptingly fit body, actively asking someone to ‘undress’ him—whether you were decent or not, it was hard to maintain any moral boundaries.
[Did Si Yueting call me to the bedroom just to seduce me? Actually, he doesn’t need to test my self-control. Even if I take off his pants and pounce on him, wouldn’t he end up even more hurt in his pride?]
Si Yueting snorted coldly inwardly. Should he thank her for being so ‘considerate’ of his pride?
“Weren’t you going to give me acupuncture? What, changed your mind?”
His large hand rested on his knee. Just like when she was thrown into the sea—he was an excellent swimmer yet couldn’t save her—this feeling made him hate his wheelchair-bound legs more than ever.
As Grandma said, since things couldn’t get worse anyway, might as well let her try.
Although Yan Zheng currently appeared to be helping the Si family, if she remained in the Si household under someone’s direction with ulterior motives—
He would give her this chance to ‘harm’ him, just right for her to reveal her intentions sooner!
Yan Zheng paused, her eyes instantly lighting up,
“You mean it?”
Si Yueting had always refused to let her treat his legs, previously dismissing her as a quack. Now that he suddenly agreed, Yan Zheng felt overwhelmingly excited!
Before he could respond, Si Yueting felt like he’d encountered a female bandit—when she pulled down his pants, she nearly took his underwear along too!
[So Si Yueting usually wears boxers? With such thick thighs, triangle underwear must be sexier!]
“Wait for me! I’ll get the needles and be right back!”
Yan Zheng grinned like a pervert, afraid Si Yueting might change his mind. She rushed to get the needles and hurried back.
Seeing that Si Yueting had already changed into his pajamas, Yan Zheng reached out to lift the hem of his robe when his large hand pressed down firmly.
“My thighs are fine. It’s only my lower legs that have no sensation.”
Yan Zheng was momentarily stunned.
[I originally thought it would take at least half a year to help Si Yueting stand again. If only the lower legs need treatment… I can smoothly get divorced in two months! This means I can start planning ahead for my upcoming single rich lady life!]
Compared to Yan Zheng’s expectant expression, Si Yueting pursed his thin lips tightly, his handsome face cold and stern.
She really was constantly thinking about divorcing him!
Just as Yan Zheng was preparing to perform acupuncture on Si Yueting, he suddenly suggested going to the cinema for the treatment.
“The waiting time is too long. We might as well watch a movie to pass the time.”
Yan Zheng didn’t mind either way. As long as Si Yueting agreed to let her perform acupuncture, she would even accompany him to watch stars on the rooftop! All about providing full service!
When a servant came up with brewed tea, Si Yueting picked up an old movie and instructed, “I remember grandmother likes this film best. Go invite Old Mrs. Si to join us.”
Yan Zheng hadn’t expected Si Yueting, who usually never came to watch movies, to be in such high spirits today.
She didn’t think much of it, focusing entirely on performing acupuncture on his lower legs when Old Mrs. Si arrived and quickly noticed something wrong.
“No wonder you couldn’t give me a precious great-grandson even after I brewed you tonic soup! So you’ve been sleeping in separate beds from Zheng Yatou all along! All marital relationships deteriorate starting from separate beds!”
Only then did Yan Zheng realize she had forgotten to put away her toiletries and drying clothes in the bathroom. Her suitcase was still spread open under the chair, giving grandmother concrete evidence!
Si Yueting said calmly, “Grandmother already has a great-grandson to hold. Didn’t Old Fourth already have one?”
Mentioning Old Fourth’s child, Old Mrs. Si’s eyes dimmed slightly before she scolded Si Yueting irritably, “How dare you say that! Old Fourth’s son is already five years old! As the eldest, you don’t even have a child yet!”
Old Mrs. Si put on a stern face and directed the servants to move all of Yan Zheng’s belongings to Si Yueting’s room.
Seeing that Si Yueting neither objected nor spoke up, Yan Zheng thought to herself:
[Oh no, will Si Yueting get so angry that he won’t let me perform acupuncture on him next time? But it’s fine. After grandmother leaves, I’ll just secretly move my things back!]
[I’m used to sleeping alone. I don’t want to squeeze into a bed with another person, breathing his carbon dioxide and listening to him snore and grind his teeth! I don’t want to stay up all night and go out with panda eyes the next day!]
Si Yueting narrowed his cold eyes. So his designation was ‘another person’?
Yan Zheng thought that Si Yueting must be thinking the same thing!
So she secretly made a ‘don’t worry’ gesture to Si Yueting.
Si Yueting coughed and ‘reminded’ the old lady indifferently, “Since grandmother wants to keep watch, if we don’t install a surveillance camera at this door, how would grandmother know if Yan Zheng moves back afterwards?”
Yan Zheng immediately showed a confused expression.
[Hey brother, if you’re dissatisfied, you don’t need to ‘make suggestions’! What if grandmother ‘gets inspired’ and immediately adopts your idea?]
“Eldest, your suggestion really suits me perfectly!”
Old Mrs. Si straightened her face and immediately ordered the servants to install a surveillance camera at the door.
She was determined to see whether the eldest son dared to send Zheng Yatou back!
After Old Mrs. Si left, Yan Zheng was also “chased out” of the cinema.
“How about I temporarily put my things in your bedroom to fool Grandma? Don’t worry, I can sleep on the sofa in your study at night!”
Si Yueting refused without a second thought.
“The study is my private space.”
Since that was the case, she couldn’t be blamed for what followed!
After finishing his work in the study, Si Yueting went to wash up. The sweet scent of peach shower gel in the bathroom easily reminded him of her soft, delicate lips.
Next to his towel hung a pink one, and beside it was a bunny-eared hair-drying cap.
The entire bathroom’s atmosphere instantly turned soft and cute.
When Si Yueting returned to the bedroom, the person who claimed she would “suffer from insomnia” had long fallen asleep, and…
her sleeping posture was utterly unrestrained!
He had never seen any woman sprawl across the entire bed like a starfish, as if there was no one left in the world she cared about.
Si Yueting opened the wardrobe. Next to rows of monotonous black, white, and gray shirts hung colorful clothes.
For the first time, he felt his territory had been encroached upon, even gradually taken over.
Surprisingly, he felt no disgust at all.
Noticing the person on the bed had turned over, just making room for half the bed, Si Yueting got in and turned off the light.
As soon as he lay down, a pair of arms suddenly hooked around his waist, and in the darkness, her soft body pressed against him.