Chapter 20: demand...

The party didn't end until ten o'clock, everyone said goodbye again, and Yi Yan took Fang Shushu away.
Fang Shushu drank a lot of wine, hiccups, her mouth was full of wine, she frowned, turned her head to play Yi Yan: "How does it feel to see wine but can't drink?"
"Uncomfortable." Yi Yan sighed.
Fang Shushu: "Poor, we will eat Mandarin Duck Pot in the future."
"That's right." When talking about stomach problems, Yi Yan immediately remembered something, "I forgot to tell you that my stomach disease relapsed. Jiang Xiche actually went to the house to find a nanny, and later made breakfast and dinner for us to help me raise my stomach. ."
"Wow~ no?" Fang Shushu opened her mouth rounded, her eyes glowing with surprise and envy, "Jiang Xiche is really good to his wife, I adore it again."
"Indeed..." Yi Yan nodded, paused for a moment and recalled the time spent with Jiang Xiche, before speaking again, "I found out that he has two special advantages during this period of time with him. ."
"What's the advantage?"
"The first one is a strong sense of responsibility. It gives me the feeling that...as if he is my husband, he has to try his best to meet all my needs, such as making me a necklace, or helping me to cooperate with the leader , For another example, if I let him carry me, he would carry me, let him feed me porridge and he would feed me porridge."
"When are you such an old husband and wife? Still carrying you and feeding you porridge?" Fang Shushu was even more surprised.
"I just said it casually, who knew he would really do it."
Fang Shushu nodded in agreement, "tsk tsk," praised it a few times, "That said, there is really nothing wrong with it, what about the second advantage?"
"You have a good temper." Yi Yan said that this tone was not quite sure. "Based on the above, he has a good temper when he is put in a man's pile."
"I felt lucky that I chose him for you." Fang Shushu raised her head and sighed, then turned her head quickly to look at Yi Yan, raising her eyebrows and smiling, "You said, such a good man, what if you fall in love someday? do?"
"Hey, I must fall in love. I fell in love early." Yi Yan's lips twitched, her expression very disdainful.
"There is an idiom called Rijiu Shengqing."
Yi Yan read this idiom silently several times, then smiled mysteriously and said slurs: "We have no days, and I believe in love at first sight."
Fang Shushu's mind turned around for a while before she reacted, acting her mouth, pointing at Yi Yan and smiling incredibly, "Fuck, you actually drove, and I didn't even react when the car was fast."
Yi Yan: "I didn't learn from you."
"Fuck you." Fang Shushu yelled, then twisted Lanhua's fingers, and slapped Yi Yan on the arm in a shy manner, "Then when do you plan to do so? People are waiting for you to tell me what the first time was. It feels like."
"Hmm..." Yi Yan pretended to think deeply, but his tone was casual, "Let's see when he is convinced by my charm."
When she said this, Fang Shushu remembered the conversation in the private room just now, and touched her chin and said, "He actually said that he missed you too. Really or not? At that time, I was almost dead. Convinced by your charm?"
"Fart." Yi Yan snorted as if he heard a joke, and said with certainty, "What did I just say? He is very responsible. Just imagine, such a responsible person, his wife said he missed him, he Shouldn't it be said that he misses me too?"
Fang Shushu: "It makes sense..."
After Yi Yan arrived home, she was thinking about explaining to Jiang Xiche that her previous phone call was only playing games, but then she suddenly became amused, thinking it's better to make him misunderstand him first, and look at him. How will the day react.
However, there was no news from Jiang Xiche the next day, but Yi Yan didn’t care. She was busy at work recently. This evening, she went to work in the study and went to bed until two o’clock in the morning. She didn’t have time to think about anything. Fell asleep.
At three in the morning, a black car drove into the villa courtyard.
Not long after, the door of the room was opened silently, and the man walked in with a tall but tired body.
The light in the room was dim and yellow, and there was no sound. There was a bulge on the bed, and she retracted her head into the bed.
Jiang Xiche approached silently, fold down the quilt covering her head very lightly, and her peaceful sleeping face was especially moving under the light.
He leaned down, stroked her face lightly, and quietly dropped a kiss on her forehead.
...
Yi Yan slept deeply, dreamless all night, until the alarm rang, she moved her body.
She felt something wrong with this movement, and her body seemed to be imprisoned.
She frowned and opened her eyes in a daze, and she saw the man's Yingjun face, she was close to her, and her shallow breath fell on her nose.
He should have also been woken up by the alarm clock, his narrow eyes slightly opened, a little awkward, showing a sense of laziness, and he was quietly looking at her.
"I'm going!" Yi Yan's first reaction was an exclamation, and pushed him away with both hands on his chest, and hurriedly sat up.
"Jiang Xiche?!" She rubbed her eyes in disbelief.
"Yeah." Jiang Xiche was still lying on the bed, looking at her with a faint expression.
"Why are you here? Aren't you in Italy? When did you come back?"
"I arrived in the middle of the night, and I came back after the business trip." His voice was cold, his face was expressionless, and there was no guilty conscience of lying.
Yi Yan:?
End a week early? Is it too fast?
When she was puzzled, the alarm clock was still ringing, Jiang Xiche sat up and grabbed the broken hair on his forehead, "The alarm clock is off, it's very noisy."
Yi Yan turned off the phone alarm, and pulled her pajamas as if being taken advantage of, "You take advantage of me while I'm asleep?"
"Ok?"
"Why do you hold me to sleep?"
Jiang Xiche was silent for two seconds, "You came to sleep by yourself."
Knowing that he was not sleeping honestly, Yi Yan couldn't say anything to refute, got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
Jiang Xiche also got out of bed and followed her, saying that this was the first time that the two got up at the same time. Yi Yan was not used to it, and there was an illusion that it was still early.
When she came to the bathroom, she her hair, yawned while squeezing toothpaste and said: "You don't need to make breakfast in the future, you can sleep longer."
"Ok."
The two stood side by side and began to brush their teeth. Yi Yan looked at the man in the mirror unconsciously.
When he wears a suit, he is arrogant and calm, but when he wears home clothes, he has the breath of a big boy. The key is that face, looks good in everything he wears, at most it just has a different temperament.
and! Why does he even brush his teeth to give people a unique feeling of being aloof!
When Yi Yan was secretly depressed, the people beside her were also watching her through the mirror.
When Jiang Xiche finished washing, Yi Yan was still wandering. He let go of the washing utensils and called her: "Yi Yan."
Yi Yan regained consciousness and glanced at him, his mouth was full of bubbles, "What are you doing?"
"The way you brush your teeth is wrong."
"Huh?" Yi Yan took out the toothbrush, her eyes were not convinced, "No? I have been brushing like this, my teeth are good."
Jiang Xiche took her toothbrush, put it under the faucet to rinse, and gave orders to herself: "Rinse your mouth clean, I will teach you to do it again."
Although Yi Yan found it troublesome, she was curious about the correct way of brushing her teeth and flushed her mouth obediently.
Jiang Xiche squeezed toothpaste onto the toothbrush again, then stood behind Yiyan, almost touching her body, and whispered, "Open your mouth."
In this posture, Yi Yan couldn't help but straighten her back, slightly opened her mouth, revealing two rows of teeth.
"The toothbrush and the teeth should be at a 45° angle." He wrapped her hand around her shoulder and pinched her chin, and pressed the toothbrush to her teeth. The sound was very soft, and it sounded in her ears as if bewitching her.
"At the junction of teeth and gums, make an arc shape and brush repeatedly."
Yi Yan wanted to look through the mirror to see how he did it, but his attention fell on him. He was so close, it was as if he was holding her from behind.
And he is so tall, her height is considered tall among girls, and she actually reached his chin.
Jiang Xiche found through the mirror that the woman inside was looking at him, so he squeezed her chin and criticized: "Yi Yan, look at your mouth, don't look at me."
Consciously embarrassed, Yi Yan hurriedly looked away, quibbling vaguely: "Don't be shameless, I didn't look at you, I looked at the light above your head."
After he brushed his teeth personally, Yi Yan mastered the way of brushing his teeth seven or eighty eight. At the same time, he was sad that he had no common sense, and even the way of brushing his teeth was wrong.
After changing her clothes, she sat at the dressing table and put on makeup.
Jiang Xiche returned to the room after changing clothes in the cloakroom, planning to fold the quilt.
At this moment, Yi Yan was wondering which lipstick to wear today was better. Seeing him come in, she called him over and asked his opinion.
Jiang Xiche glanced over several lipsticks, feeling that the colors were all the same, and he didn't think they looked good, so he said, "It looks good if you don't apply it."
"..." Yi Yan thought he was perfunctory and gave him a speechless look, "Women can go out without other makeup, but absolutely must wear lipstick! Help me choose one."
Jiang Xiche looked at the lipsticks again, thought about it for a moment, and pointed to the middle one, "This, it's okay."
"Grapefruit color?" Yi Yan picked up the lipstick and took off the lid after thinking about it. "Then this one. I also like this color. It looks young."
She began to put on lipstick, Jiang Xiche stood aside, watching her apply.
Her original pink lips were gradually rosy, not particularly bright red, but she made her complexion white again, adding a pure breath.
Her lips are small and moderately thick. They are soft when kissed. They will be colored with grapefruit and look delicious.
After applying the lipstick carefully, Yi Yan pursed her lips, and then lifted her hand to lift the loose hair from her temples.
"OK!" Everything was done. She happily placed her things and got up, and found that Jiang Xiche was still standing next to her chair, looking straight at herself.
She glanced at him inexplicably, patted his face lightly with one hand, curled her lips and teased: "Why are you looking at me? Was she beautiful?"
Jiang Xiche strangled her wrist, stared at her, and asked with a slightly dumb tone: "How long have we not kissed?"
Yi Yan's expression was startled, and he asked what was going on in a good manner?
But she also thought about it seriously, the last time she kissed was in his office...
"About half a month." She said, looking at him suspiciously, "What? You want to kiss?"
"Yeah." Jiang Xiche didn't deny it, and stretched out his hand to lift her chin, his clear gaze moved down, fell on her lips, and leaned closer.
"Hey ah ah?" Yi Yan panicked with her palms on her chest, her neck leaned back, "What was your passion in the early morning?"
Jiang Xiche raised his eyes and met her deer eyes, with a deep voice: "Occasionally, there is a need."
Yi Yan: "..."
What kind of tiger wolf word is this? What is he doing?
But she didn't seem to have any other reason to reject him except for her distressed lipstick. After all, he was so responsible, and she had to satisfy some of his needs so that it would be fair to him.
"Okay, don't kiss for too long, it will delay me making money." Yi Yan put down his hands in compromise and closed his eyes very cooperatively.
As soon as the words fell, her lips were kissed by the other party, and her thin waist was also clasped by a big hand.
Every time he kissed, he would stick out his tongue, so this time Yi Yan deliberately gritted his teeth to prevent him from sticking his tongue in.
Jiang Xiche worked hard for a while, but he didn't succeed. In desperation, he opened his eyes slightly, pressed her on his body, and said dumbly: "Don't delay making money."
Yi Yan rolled his eyes secretly and let him go.
The long-lost kiss, under the soft touch, both sides quickly sink.
Yi Yan told Jiang Xiche not to kiss him for too long, but when his mouth was occupied by him, she couldn't help but stand on tiptoe to put her arms around his neck, and responded enthusiastically to him.
The room was filled with the breathing of both parties, and the charming atmosphere gradually thickened. The yellowed leaves on the outdoor branches were quietly blown off by the wind, which was completely opposite to the indoor atmosphere.
...
"Sir, madam?"
A babysitter's voice suddenly heard outside the door, and Yi Yan immediately became sober in fright.
She reflexively pushed Jiang Xiche away, and quickly looked towards the door. The door did not close, but fortunately the nanny knew how to score and didn't stand at the door and call them, otherwise it would be embarrassing to see them kissing.
"I see, here it is." She answered the door, and Shi Cai looked at Jiang Xiche, and her face flushed desperately.
The kiss was stronger than before, and her lipstick rubbed against his lips.
She coughed lightly and waved to him, "Go and wash, I'll add lipstick."
"Yeah." Jiang Xiche seemed as though nothing had happened before, but his breathing became heavier. He curled his fingers and gently wiped the edge of his lower lip before turning to the bathroom.
At the table, the two looked as usual, sitting face to face to eat breakfast, quietly, no one spoke.
Jiang Xiche had eaten first, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and looked at Yi Yan who was still eating bread opposite.
For a moment, he asked quietly: "Why did you suddenly say that you miss me that night?"
Yi Yan moved for a while, and quickly explained: "If you don't tell me, I have forgotten. Don't get me wrong. I was gathering with friends and playing big adventures."
"..."
So, is he being passionate?
Jiang Xiche's face suddenly became colder, even his voice, "Don't play such boring games in the future."
"Then everyone is playing and I don't play it. How disappointing? Why is it boring and exciting." Yi Yan retorted a second, then raised an eyebrow and smirked, "Hey, you heard me say I miss you that night How does it feel?"
All the expectations in his heart were gone, Jiang Xiche did not respond to her, got up and left the meeting.
Yi Yan didn't understand why he suddenly ignored people, curled his lips boringly, and planned to not care about him when a thought suddenly popped out of his head.
She was shocked by this thought, and hurriedly grabbed her bag to catch up with Jiang Xiche, tilted her head, covered her lips and asked in surprise: "God, Jiang Xiche, you won't come back because I said I missed you. Right? And now you hear me say it's a game, are you unhappy?"
Jiang Xiche suddenly stopped.
"Huh? I guessed it right?" Yi Yan stopped after him, her eyes lighted up, her mouth couldn't stop rising, and her heart became excited.
"Yi Yan." Jiang Xiche slowly turned his face to look at her, his face calm and calm.
"Ok?"
"You are quite narcissistic."