Married to the Protagonist: 67. Extra 3

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About ten minutes later.

The brain occupied by impulsive nerves gradually regains its sanity.

The man's arms were wrapped around her waist, and the space was too small. This leaning posture was uncomfortable. Their faces were only slightly apart, their noses were touching, and their breathing had not calmed down. , one's face was red, the other's ears were red, and their eyes were sticky and glued together, as if they would be entangled with each other endlessly in the next second.

However, no.

On the contrary, after staring at each other for a few seconds with heartbeats pounding, the ambiguous atmosphere that was supposed to be a pursuit of victory inexplicably disappeared. The shame of hindsight crawled into his heart, and Yancheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down. Get out, Chen Jinyao stared for a while and then blinked. Then, as if they had touched something terrible, the two of them immediately bounced away from each other like springs that were stretched to the extreme.

"…………"

"…………………………"

The temperature of the originally scorching air plummeted to negative territory.

The two of them each returned to their respective positions, sitting upright with their backs straightened.

Looking at the almost dark window, quietly inhale, exhale, exhale, inhale.

Be calm, be calm, we are all adults.

You must be calm, and we are still a legal adult couple.

But to be honest, this instant contrast in the atmosphere is really embarrassing.

With heart palpitations, we could only look at each other and be speechless.

The two of them were as quiet as chickens for a moment.

When Yan Cheng tried to stir up a topic to lighten the atmosphere, Chen Jinyao lazily withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes and cursed softly "stinky gangster", then opened the car door and got out of the car, slammed the door, and shook his head. He left without looking back.

As she walked in a hurry, her back looked more like she was running away.

When Luohuang fled, he didn't even take out the car keys.

Yan Cheng, who was still in the passenger seat, was stunned for a moment. The shaking car key brought him back to his senses. He raised his hand and touched his bitten lip, biting it in pain and making a hissing sound. The light in his eyes flickered slightly, and then he laughed softly.

It is undeniable that Yan Cheng is in a particularly happy mood now.

When he made the move just now, he was very sober and not drunk at all. It was probably because the atmosphere was just right, suitable for kissing. When he looked into her dark eyes, he suddenly couldn't help himself. He had laughed enough. Cheng took out the key, got out of the car and locked the car.

He started to whistle quietly, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he ran towards the elevator.

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I have to say, this is a very strange feeling.

But I really can’t tell what is strange.

If I can barely describe it, it’s probably that two people who usually sleep in the same bed or even hold each other tightly when sleeping have become “estranged” because of a small passionate kiss.

Of course, it is also one-sided "unfamiliarity".

Yan Cheng is an out-and-out shameless person. The distance from the car to his home is enough for him to adjust himself. He is still the same person as usual, but his behavior has quietly changed, and he has quietly begun to Been arrogant.

At this moment, he was leaning leisurely in front of the door, with his hands in his pockets, staring down at Chen Jinyao who was squatting in the corner feeding Duni cat food with her stubborn back facing him, "Wife , are you shy?"

"..." Asking questions knowingly!

Chen Jinyao calmly moved his sour legs and continued to stare at Duni who was eating. She would rub her hands from time to time, but her eyes were blank.

"What's there to be ashamed of?" Yan Cheng saw that she was awkward and didn't bother her at all, but he still had to expose what should be revealed, "Sooner or later."

"And you don't seem to be a shy person." He muttered.

This is true, but at this moment, Chen Jinyao's face was so red that she could bleed. After a moment of silence, she turned her head and raised her head to glare at him, "I want you to take care of it."

The tone was not particularly friendly, it even sounded like he was losing his temper.

But Yan Cheng could hear coquettishness in it. Looking at each other for a few seconds, he deliberately prolonged his voice and said "oh" to pretend to be enlightened, and joked with a smile: "paper tiger."

"……………………" She really wanted to jump up and bite him to death.

Awkwardness is the catalyst for two people to get along.

Because of this catalyst, I could vaguely feel that there was a change between them. This change was not obvious, but it was particularly important.

Spreading "affection" in their ordinary daily interactions.

"Love" is so silent that no one can catch it.

The awkwardness under Chen Jinyao's thin skin had not dissipated. She carried Duni into the bedroom, trying to use Duni as a light bulb to ease the embarrassment when she and Yan Cheng were alone, but it didn't work. After she took a shower When he came out, Duni had been thrown into the living room by Yan Cheng expressionlessly.

When he saw her shocked eyes, he said seriously without thinking, "Dunni snores, it will disturb me."

Chen Jinyao was even more expressionless than when he threw the cat. She kept applying sleeping cream and said unusually calmly, "...Oh."

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As soon as the bedside lamp went out, the bedroom instantly fell into darkness.

Only the silvery-white moonlight outside quietly crept in through the window, passed through the gaps in the untightened curtains, and shed a few rays of silver light.

"I think marriage needs some passion."

In the darkness, Yan Cheng said these words slowly, and the meaning was very straightforward.

There are not so many roundabout ways to express your feelings directly.

Chen Jinyao rarely got into his arms. She turned her back to him and huddled beside the bed with the quilt rolled up. If she had just moved a little further to the outside, she would probably have fallen under the bed.

Yan Cheng: "You can't be a coward once the passion is over."

He turned over and lay flat: "I won't do anything to you now."

"..." Chen Jinyao, "Bah!"

"Bah, bah, have a correct attitude. Don't doubt me. If there is a problem, solve the problem."

In a sense, she had to admit that Yan Cheng's words were very reasonable. After thinking about it for a long time while holding the quilt, Chen Jinyao was finally willing to let go of her reserve, turned around and moved in like a broken jar. In the arms of a man.

He rubbed it, sniffed it again, and then said as if giving alms, "Okay."

Young Master Yan snorted dissatisfiedly: "Hey, you are so capable."

Chen Jinyao raised her head and kissed his chin.

Midnight.

It started to rain outside.

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Later, when the rain gradually became heavier, it was like tiny hailstones hitting the windows, making a crackling sound.

There was no light in the house.

Probably the tonic mutton soup had an effect.

Yan Cheng began to feel hot all over, and there was a surge of anger going down. He tossed and turned for a while, and when he woke up, he couldn't sleep at all.

Seven or eight minutes later, he sat up from the bed.

He turned on the warm yellow bedside lamp and stared helplessly not far away for a while. After a while, he slowly retracted his gaze and lowered his head to look at the person sleeping next to him. Chen Jinyao's shoulders were half exposed, and the few red marks on her shoulders and neck were from a fight they had before going to bed. The fight didn't end, so he let her go before he kicked her off.

It was already very late,

If he really made trouble, she would probably still have the bed squeaking.

And she has to get up early to go to work tomorrow morning.

"..." Let's just think it was his conscience that discovered it.

But he regrets it now! ! !

It was pouring rain outside.

After this period of heavy rain, it started to rain again.

This kind of patter sounds very gentle, and it is easy to calm down the restless mood. Yan Cheng half-squinted his eyes, put on his coat and went to the living room to smoke a cigarette.

Duni squatted at his feet very obediently. He almost choked when he took a deep breath. When the smoke ring blew out, his thoughts began to wander: Chen Jinyao almost cried because of him when they made trouble before going to bed. He felt that he was possessed by a demon, or rather a pervert. He actually thought her crying was cute and wanted her to cry harder.

This marriage under a fixed agreement was unexpectedly good.

After smoking, go back to the bedroom.

Yan Cheng took a warm bath, which completely quenched the restlessness caused by the mutton soup. The mutton was very tonic, and what was even more tonic were the medicinal materials added to it.

He felt that his father-in-law and mother-in-law had some misunderstanding about him.

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I don’t know if I should call it a coincidence.

When Chen Jinyao's cell phone lit up, Yan Cheng happened to come out of the bathroom shirtless, wearing a pair of underwear all over his body. His shoulders, abdominal muscles and other places were covered with crystal clear water drops. In a relatively dim situation, the cell phone screen lit up. The light was particularly dazzling. Yan Cheng squinted his eyes, walked over, his eyes drooped, and he glanced casually.

This is a WeChat verification message.

——Yao Yao, I am Huo Qidong.

Yan Cheng was still in the kitchen, causing chaos.

"Bring out the fruit, do you hear me!" Chen Jinyao glanced at him, not wanting to give him any face. Before preparing to stir-fry, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and pushed him hard a few times, "You are seriously hindering me here. ."

This was her re-emphasis. The first time she asked him to go out was fifteen minutes ago.

Yan Cheng gritted his teeth and nimbly turned to the side so that Chen Jinyao wouldn't push him. He glanced out from the corner of his eye and saw the Three Musketeers in the living room, staring at them intensely.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, the three people quickly turned away, lowered their heads, and looked at the ceiling.

"..." It can be seen that the effect Chen Jinyao wanted has been achieved.

"I think you have to do the whole thing." Yan Cheng pursed his lips.

His sudden and rambling words really stunned Chen Jinyao. After putting the onion shreds on the plate, she tilted her head slightly and said, "Huh?"

The next second, Yan Cheng leaned over and leaned towards her.

The lips touched the soft cheek.

The tip of my nose couldn't avoid touching it, and I could still smell the faint fragrance of milk on her body.

Unfortunately, as soon as he touched it, a tingling feeling came to his heart. Yan Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the light in his pupils was dimmed by an inch, which was a bit unsatisfactory.

"Okay." He said calmly.

Then, they looked at each other awkwardly for a few seconds under Chen Jinyao’s unfriendly gaze, then turned around and quickly fled the ‘crime scene’ with the fruit platter.

If I say I saw a ghost at the beginning.

At that moment, I discovered that the ghost was the old Montenegro ghost who had been the shadow of my childhood.

How long has it been since then? She has to live or die if she doesn’t want to marry him, so he falls in love with someone else. To be objective and fair, he is a bit of a scumbag.

Chai Yue replied to the message in the circle of friends, compared what others asked and what he answered, and then thought of some rumors about Yan Cheng and Chen Jinyao a few days ago. After a few seconds, his mouth opened into letters. O, raised his hand and patted his forehead, and suddenly realized, oh, on the surface he was inviting them to his house for dinner, but in fact he was using them as a weapon without saying a word.

He swallowed, walked slowly back to the coffee table, bent down and picked a few winter dates: "Yan Cheng, your acting is good."

Yan Cheng didn’t even raise his eyebrows, “What?”

"My love for you, my concubine." Chai Yue, who felt that he had used his intelligence to uncover the truth, was very proud. He clicked on WeChat and scrolled to the status he had just posted, and then handed it to Yan Cheng to read, "You and I Chen Jinyao played a loving couple for us, but that’s just for this purpose, it’s quite childish.”

"?" Artest's eyes flickered back and forth between the two of them, and he was confused.

Shao Chongsi crossed his legs and leaned aside enchantingly to watch the situation.

Yan Cheng didn't say anything either. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Chai Yue with an indistinguishable expression.

Until he saw Chai Yue and doubted his life, Chai Yue frowned: "Isn't it?"

No way, he raised his hand and scratched his hair.

"Half and half." Yan Cheng rolled his eyes lazily, clasping his hands to support his chin, "It does have that purpose..."

Halfway through his words, Chai Yue couldn't wait to show his expression of "Look, I'll just say it", and then in the next moment, the expression began to crack.

Yan Cheng said shamelessly: "As for a loving couple, we are already."

"………………………………"? ? ?

The sun will be stronger on Sunday than on Saturday.

The temperature is just right, passing through the window sill and spreading into the living room, which is not quite quiet. The light wooden floor in the living room seems to have been dyed in other colors.

At the end of the lunch, the guests and the host were completely satisfied.