klisemfg Chapter 276 I'm not staying overnight at your place
Chapter 276 I'm not staying overnight at your place
After Lin Xiaoyan was released, Shen Feiwan went to the bathroom to wash her hands.
Under the warm yellow light, she stood in front of the marble sink. Apart from her slightly disheveled skirt and a little sore hands, she still looked elegant and poised.
Her long, jet-black hair hung neatly behind her shoulders, and her lipstick hadn't smudged at all.
She lowered her head, the water flowing over her slender fingers, her knuckles gleaming under the light.
Foam piled up in her palms as she focused intently on rubbing every inch of her skin.
Suddenly, a slender arm wrapped around her waist from behind, and a warm chest pressed against her back.
Shen Feiwan looked up and met Lin Xiaoyan's gaze in the mirror.
That sharply defined face was still breathtakingly handsome, but she no longer felt any attraction to it.
Lin Xiaoyan rested his chin on her shoulder, turned his head and gently kissed her cheek, his deep voice carrying a languid satisfaction, "Why didn't you sit down earlier?"
He held her forearm, his fingertips tracing her smooth skin. "Doesn't your wrist hurt? Hmm?"
His well-defined knuckles covered hers, and his calloused thumb gently circled in her palm, cleansing every line.
Shen Feiwan let him do as he pleased, her tone indifferent, "How could I let you get away with it so easily?" Water droplets slid down her wrist, "I haven't even gotten what I want yet. If I satisfy you first, what will you do if you abandon me?"
Lin Xiaoyan chuckled softly, his warm breath brushing against her ear. "Silly girl," his lips lightly brushed against her earlobe, "after all this, what is there that I can't give you?"
His hand caressed her flat stomach. "After we get married, you'll give me two children, and then our family of four will be perfect."
Shen Feiwan smiled and said, "Okay. I also think one boy and one girl is great. Do you prefer an older brother and younger sister, or an older sister and younger brother?"
In the mirror, Lin Xiaoyan's smile deepened, and he tightened his arms around Shen Feiwan's waist. "Of course, it's the older brother and younger sister. Let the eldest protect the younger sister."
Shen Feiwan placed her wet hand on his arm. "That's what I think too."
In the misty mirror, the two were intimately close, but Shen Feiwan's heart had already flown away.
Looking at Shen Feiwan's docile appearance in the mirror, Lin Xiaoyan sighed contentedly, a sense of satisfaction welling up in his heart.
He lowered his head and gently kissed her slender neck, his hot breath spraying onto her sensitive skin. "My wife smells so good... I really want to keep you by my side and take you everywhere I go."
In the mirror, Lin Xiaoyan buried his face in the side of her neck. Shen Feiwan looked at his intoxicated appearance in the mirror, and a trace of undisguised disgust flashed in her eyes.
She smiled slightly, her fingertips gently tracing his Adam's apple. "You like me that much? Then how about you shrink me down and keep me in your pocket?"
Lin Xiaoyan chuckled softly upon hearing this, opened his mouth and gently sucked on her small earlobe, "My wife is so cute..."
His hand slid down the curve of her back, his fingertips hooking the zipper of her skirt, and he slowly pulled it down.
Shen Feiwan suddenly turned her head and met his eyes. "That's enough for tonight. I won't do anything more."
Lin Xiaoyan raised his hand and tapped the tip of her pert nose, his eyes filled with doting affection. "What are you thinking about, Wanwan?" His fingertips caressed her lips. "Are you going to sleep dressed like this?"
Shen Feiwan simply turned to face him, "I'm not staying here tonight."
Lin Xiaoyan narrowed his eyes, his gaze lingering on her face. "You've already done everything for me, why are you still bothered by this?"
“My dad is still waiting for me at home. And I only found out today that my mom has angina, so I have to go back and talk to him.” She looked up at him directly. “What, you don’t want to understand me? We’re going to be husband and wife, are we going to live like this from now on? I’m already doing you a favor by agreeing to come over tonight.”
Lin Xiaoyan chuckled softly, his slender fingers gently zipping up Shen Feiwan's zipper, his movements as tender as if he were handling a precious treasure. "Look at you, you're getting all worked up again."
He cupped Shen Feiwan's face in his hands and kissed her forehead. "I never said I didn't understand you. I'll give it to you."
Shen Feiwan glanced at him. "No need. You should take some time to tidy yourself up." She meaningfully swept her gaze over his disheveled shirt. "Didn't your secretary call just now? You didn't answer."
Lin Xiaoyan chuckled, twirling a strand of her hair between his fingers. "I was busy making love with my wife at that time, how could I be interrupted? Don't you think so?"
Shen Feiwan twitched the corner of her mouth but didn't reply. She pushed him away and walked straight out of the bathroom.
Lin Xiaoyan immediately followed.
Shen Feiwan quickened her pace, then suddenly turned around at the top of the stairs. "You don't need to see me off." She raised an eyebrow. "I'll take your car, no problem, right?"
Lin Xiaoyan strode forward and scooped her up in his arms without a word. "Of course I don't mind." He nuzzled her affectionately with his nose. "You can drive your husband's car whenever you want, whichever one you want. We can buy more if you need more."
Shen Feiwan chuckled, "Talking doesn't count."
"Then I'll take you to pick out a new car the day after tomorrow?" Lin Xiaoyan carried her steadily downstairs, his hand gently caressing her waist.
Shen Feiwan showed little interest. "We'll see."
Upon reaching the entrance, Lin Xiaoyan carefully placed Shen Feiwan on a bench and sat down next to her. "Why don't you wait here? I'll call the driver to take you."
Shen Feiwan frowned, a hint of impatience flashing across her face. "No need. Where are the car keys?" She made a move to get up, but Lin Xiaoyan held her down.
"What's the rush?" He bent down and took a pair of flat shoes from the shoe cabinet. "Wear these. It's too dangerous to drive in high heels."
As he spoke, Lin Xiaoyan knelt down on one knee.
He reached out and held Shen Feiwan's ankle, gently helping her put on her shoes.
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Those were white sneakers, an outdated style, as they were a five-year-old model.
Shen Feiwan glanced down at them, a cold smile playing on her lips. "You really kept my shoes."
She deliberately tapped the shoe with her toe, "Have you washed it? Does it smell?"
Lin Xiaoyan punished her by pinching her slender ankle hard. "Why are you such a spoilsport?"
He bent down to tie her shoelaces, saying, "Something I've kept for five years, such a romantic thing, but it tastes awful coming from you."
As he spoke, he looked up, a hint of helplessness in his eyes, "Of course I've washed it."
Shen Feiwan chuckled softly but remained silent.
She didn't find it romantic at all; she would throw the shoes away when she got back.
As soon as she put on her shoes, Shen Feiwan immediately stood up.
Lin Xiaoyan picked up the car keys with one hand and opened the gate with the other.
The night breeze blew in, ruffling Shen Feiwan's hair.
“Go back,” she said.
Lin Xiaoyan insisted on escorting Shen Feiwan to her car. As Shen Feiwan got into the driver's seat, he held the car door shut with his hand to prevent her from closing it.
Shen Feiwan turned her head, a caring smile appearing on her lips. "It's chilly at night. You're dressed so lightly; be careful not to catch a cold."
Lin Xiaoyan stared intently at her, his eyes brimming with unsatisfied desire. "Wife, I can't bear to part with you."
"I haven't left yet," Shen Feiwan said with a forced smile.
“But I’ve already started missing you.” Lin Xiaoyan suddenly grasped Shen Feiwan’s hand, his thumb rubbing against her wrist. “I don’t want you to leave.”
Shen Feiwan touched his face with her other hand, her fingertips icy cold. "Go back. You've already abandoned the annual meeting. You can't just ignore your secretary's calls."
Lin Xiaoyan remained silent, his burning gaze seeming to want to brand her into his very being.
Shen Feiwan frowned almost imperceptibly, then leaned down and placed a light, fleeting kiss on his lips, trying to get rid of him.
Lin Xiaoyan shook his head, "Not enough."
He suddenly grabbed Shen Feiwan's head and deepened the kiss.
His breath was hot, and his tongue forcefully pried open Shen Feiwan's teeth.
After a long kiss, Lin Xiaoyan finally closed the car door.
Shen Feiwan quickly started the car, and Lin Xiaoyan's figure in the rearview mirror grew smaller and smaller.
After entering the main road, she pulled a tissue from her bag with one hand and was wiping her mouth when a dark figure suddenly rushed in front of the car.
"squeak--!"
Shen Feiwan slammed on the brakes, the tires screeching against the road.