Chapter 3: chapter3

Tang Shumi was picked up and thrown on the bed. Before she could make a sound, the figure in the dark covered her.
She was wearing a silk nightdress with a sling, and she didn't know where the shoulder straps slid. The cold wind from the central air conditioner blew, and her chest was chilly.
"Shu Mi, you are not good." Ji Linchen pressed on her, bit her ear, his voice low and hoarse.
One set in person, one set on his back, acting in front of him.
"I--"
His punishing bite made Tang Shumi's heart tighten, and the words stuck in her throat.
The fiancee is inconsistent, Ji Linchen has long noticed that as long as he doesn't touch his bottom line, he can still give her respect.
At night, the light was dim, and Tang Shumi could only vaguely see his deep and sharp profile.
Everything came too suddenly, she was a little dazed.
When she was engaged to Ji Linchen, she had a private agreement not to fulfill her husband’s obligations, but on the first night she moved into Mingyuan, she and Ji Linchen had somehow rolled the sheets. Since then, both people have agreed to void the agreement by default.
The night outside the window gradually deepened. Moonlight spilled on Shu Mi's face through the glass. She covered her face with one hand, and as her body trembled, her lips overflowed with a whimper.
Ji Linchen covered her ears, pressed her throat and asked her: "Fake cry?"
Tang Shumi shook her head frantically, crying louder.
I don't know how long it took, Tang Shumi cried so much that she begged him over and over again with a crying voice, and Ji Linchen let her go.
After everything was over, Tang Shumi seemed to have taken away all her strength and slumped on the bed. In the end, Ji Linchen held her to the bathroom to wash.
At 9:30 in the morning, the sun was shining brightly, and Tang Shumi woke up from her sleep.
She wanted to turn over, but found her whole body sore. Ji Linchen seemed crazy last night. After asking her again and again, she cried and begged for mercy.
Glancing at someone sleeping next to him with his eyes closed, Tang Shumi wondered if he had been abstinent for too long. After careful calculation, it was indeed more than half a year.
The premise is that Ji Linchen has not touched other women.
Thinking of this, Tang Shumi suddenly felt sick, if Ji Linchen carried her on his back...
impossible.
Tang Shumi comforted herself.
Ji Linchen doesn't care about desires, and concentrates on the Ji group, so busy, there is no time for women.
Wait, don't you want?
Tang Shumi glanced to the right again, remembering all the unspeakable scenes last night, she decided to withdraw Ji Linchen's thoughts of not being too lustful.
Tang Shumi covered her face with her hands in confusion, embarrassed and at a loss.
After a few minutes of self-comfort, Tang Shumi began to think about how long he would stay here this time.
Since two years ago, Ji Linchen has focused on the European market, and will leave within a week after returning home.
She hoped that he would leave early, and better leave tomorrow.
She didn't want to face a stranger with the title of fiance.
After much deliberation, Tang Shumi decided to ask Xu Mingzhu.
The Xu family and the Ji family have always had business dealings. Xu Mingzhu’s brother Xu Mingcheng is the current head of the Xu family. Asking Xu Mingzhu is equivalent to asking Xu Mingcheng.
Before asking about the business, Tang Shumi first dissed her for her defection last night.
Xu Mingzhu quickly replied.
The embarrassing scene last night was too profound. Tang Shumi turned the volume down extremely low and his ears were close to the sound hole to ensure that Ji Linchen would not be awakened.
"Shu Mi, I told you I was angry! Forcing me at 1 in the morning, and forcing me early in the morning, where do you have so much energy? Is your season boss cold or impotent? And— ! How do I know when the season boss will leave? You said I'm afraid, then what are you talking about?! If you want to know when he will leave, go and ask him yourself! Oops! I am really angry!"
Xu Mingzhu actually roared...!
Because the bedroom is too spacious, her voice is very penetrating, and even echoes.
Tang Shumi was confused for a moment, then turned her head.
His eyes broke into those deep black eyes,
Ji Linchen opened his eyes and looked at her quietly.
The 100-square-meter bedroom fell into deathly silence.
Tang Shumi stiffened, and slowly tucked her phone under the pillow, her body shrank, and the quilt pulled over her head, repeating yesterday's ostrich story.
Tang Shumi suddenly had a cruel thought in her heart--
It would be good if Ji Linchen was deaf...
Ji Linchen slept on the left side of the bed and scanned the arched quilt.
Then, he lifted the quilt on the left.
Tang Shumi was exposed to the air. She curled up on her side, her smooth and slender legs tangled together, and her hands covered her face.
A look of shame.
Ji Linchen didn't mind her continuing to play ostriches, glanced at her thin back, and said: "The European market has almost expanded. The group intends to shift its focus back to China and will not leave it temporarily."
"..."
Tang Shumi: He really heard it.
But-wait!
"Are you not leaving?!" Shu Mi suddenly popped her head, her voice just fell off, realizing that her tone was not right, and she silently retracted.
Ji Linchen glanced at her indifferently, without answering, got out of bed and walked to the bathroom.
Tang Shumi raised her ears until the sound of washing in the bathroom.
She took a deep breath, bit her lip, and twisted her brow.
The whole person presents a state of suffering indescribable.
Once the group shifts its focus back to China, Ji Linchen will not be able to stay in Europe for a long time, and she has long been accustomed to a nourishing "abandoned wife" life.
Tang Shumi let out a dejected cry, and plunged her head under her pillow.
Ji Linchen came out of the bathroom and saw Shu Mi still lying on the bed. He was quite dissatisfied: "Clean up, and I will go to the courtyard for dinner later."
"Got it." She replied feebly, and got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash.
Ji Linchen stood in front of the full-length mirror and adjusted his tie, Yu Guang glanced towards the closed glass door.
There was only a splash of water, which seemed to be in a bad mood and no humming.
The engagement with Tang Shumi was expected. But Tang Shumi's disobedience was obviously beyond his control.
Ji Linchen fastened his cuffs and frowned slightly.
He always likes to take everything in his own hands, not tolerating any accidents.
Tang Shumi is also included.
"Which one do you think I should wear?" Tang Shumi came out of the cloakroom, carrying a high-waisted tight black dress in her right hand and a goose yellow chiffon dress in her left hand. It was difficult to choose.
"The yellow one." Ji Linchen only glanced at it, and decided.
Tang Shumi gestured in front of her black dress, Nunu said, "I think it looks better."
"No." Ji Linchen explained briefly, "Grandma won't like it."
Without expecting to hear comments about body and temperament from his mouth, Tang Shumi put down her black skirt and went into the cloakroom to change to the goose yellow one.
After a while, a deliberately lowered voice came from inside.
"Ji Linchen, come in."
Seeing no one responded, the voice rose slightly: "Ji Linchen?"
The man who was called was lowering his head, slowly buckling his watch.
"Ji Linchen?"
The voice became quieter again, with a hint of helplessness.
Ji Linchen glanced at the curtain, lowered his hand and walked.
"I thought you weren't there." Tang Shumi was a little unhappy, and called him twice before coming in, "You help me unzip the zipper."
Ji Linchen took two more steps, walked in front of her, looked at her black dress, frowned slightly: "Isn't it yellow?"
"I know, I want to try the black one." Tang Shumi curled her lips. She turned around and gently picked up her long hair with her right hand. "The zipper is stuck and can't be pulled down."
Ji Linchen pursed her lower lip lightly and took the hair from her hand.
"Pull it slowly, this skirt is very expensive, and I like it very much, you must not break it." Shumi muttered.
He seemed to be impatient, and only softly answered "Uh".
Shumi closed her mouth wisely and waited eagerly.
The skirt is pure black, and the drop-shaped zipper is also black and extremely small.
Ji Linchen twisted it with two fingers, and when he was about to pull it down, he suddenly stopped.
A very thin strand of hair is stuck in the zipper, you can't see it if you are not careful.
"Ji Linchen, are you okay?" Tang Shumi asked suspiciously when there was no movement for a long time.
"Wait." His voice was very soft, just like the movement of his hands.
He lifted the surface of the long hair and held it in his hand, gently twisted the hair with of his right hand, and then carefully pulled it out of the gap.
"Hair is stuck."
Shumi said in a low voice.
Ji Linchen is close to 1.9 meters, and Shu Mi only reaches his shoulders.
The two were close again. Ji Linchen could only lower his head, and Shumi could obviously feel the warm breath that fell on the back of his neck.
He pulled his hair out and twisted the zipper again.
Feeling the close contact between the skin on her back and the air, Tang Shumi's back straightened.
The warm finger pads went down with the zipper, and inadvertently touched the spine frequently.
Shumi thinks of last night...
The roots of the ears instantly burned red.
"Stop!" Shu Mi turned around.
Ji Linchen was puzzled.
"I'll do it myself." Although she was facing him, Shu Mi kept looking aside, trying to avoid his gaze.
Ji Linchen had no expression, and asked coldly: "Are you sure?"
"Ok."
Looking at the roots of her red ears, Ji Linchen didn't know whether to laugh or what to do.
"The zipper is very tight, you can't pull it down by yourself." Ji Linchen rarely explained patiently.
"I can pull it down." As if to prove her words, Tang Shumi touched the zipper backhand.
She tugged, but the zipper didn't move.
Ji Linchen embraced her hands and watched her movements quietly.
Tang Shumi didn't believe in evil, so she continued to pull down with the strength of milking.
The zipper is small, it is sewn tightly, and the direction of force is also crooked.
So there is no half point.
As if his patience was exhausted, Ji Linchen walked over and pressed her thin shoulders and turned her around easily.
Tang Shumi froze.
The person behind him moved gently and slowly, pulling down the zipper.
Pulling from the butterfly bones to the waist down, Tang Shumi's face was already burning red.
"Why are you blushing?" Ji Linchen's remaining light swept her cheeks, with a hint of puzzlement in his tone.
Tang Shumi turned her head hard, her neck stiffened, "I didn't!"
"Do you want to look in the mirror?" Ji Linchen asked lightly.
"..."
Tang Shumi: "No, you can go out, thank you."
Ji Linchen chuckled indifferently and turned to leave.
After lingering in the cloakroom for a long time, Tang Shumi plucked up the courage to walk out.
With her chin held high, she tried to shake her face at a certain dog man to show her displeasure.
However, Ji Linchen was lying on the sofa and knocking on the computer, and he had no desire to look up at her.
Tang Shumi glanced at him blatantly, walked straight to the vanity mirror and sat down.
She separated a strand of hair from her left and right ears, braided them into two lazy braids, and closed them behind her head.
I found the crystal hairpin to pin the broken hair on the forehead, and picked a pair of round and smooth pearl earrings.
After finishing the makeup, Tang Shumi smiled in the mirror.
Vivid is a famous lady, and Grandma Ji likes her dress very much.
She thought for a while and turned her head to ask Ji Linchen: "Does it look good?" He didn't glance at it from start to finish.
Ji Linchen was replying to the email without lifting his eyelids.
Shumi stood up and asked unwillingly: "Ji Linchen, am I good-looking?"
The man leaning on the sofa seemed to have only heard it and raised his eyes. The deep eyebrows became increasingly alienated and indifferent against the cold light of the screen.
"Ok."
Tang Shumi had long been accustomed to his cherishing words like gold, and she stood in front of the mirror and turned twice.
The hem of the three-layered veil danced along with her, and the sun shone on her, sweet and noble.
The author has something to say: Ji Linchen: Why are you blushing?
Tang Shumi: I don’t have absolutely nothing
Ji Linchen: Oh, there will be at night
Tang Shumi: ... (Lying down and crying)
...... The comment is so cold, I asked Ji always to give you a red envelope! :)