She became addicted after marriage, and Mrs. Jiang was so spoiled that the corners of her eyes turne

Half an hour later, Nan Shiyu knew his intention to tie her hair late at night.

On the sofa in the master bedroom, Nan Shiyu was held in his arms by Jiang Jingyu.

The man with an upright posture was sitting on the sofa, not even a corner of his clothes was messed up.

But Nan Shiyu, who was holding her waist and pressing her legs, had red eyes.

"...Jiang Jingyu!" She pushed his shoulders, trying to get off him, "Let go!"

She braced her knees on the leather sofa, trying to get away from him as she gathered strength in her legs.

But the next second, he suddenly pinched her waist hard.

"what!"

Nan Shiyu didn't notice anything.

His body softened and he fell down again.

What's even more outrageous is that while she was distracted, he took advantage of the opportunity and squeezed his long legs between her knees.

In this way, Nan Shiyu was equivalent to sitting astride his lap.

This posture is ambiguous and charming.

"you……"

As soon as she opened her mouth, the man controlling her waist suddenly made a sound.

"Didn't you agree to it yesterday?"

Nan Shiyu: "?"

He looked straight at her, his dark eyes as dark as the night.

The thin lips opened again and spit out three words.

"Do it tonight."

Nan Shiyu: "..."

"Madam." There was no trace of lust on his face, and he said seriously: "The elders of the two parents are urging us. It's time for us to give birth to a little heir."

Nan Shiyu was speechless again: "..."

She didn't speak, and Jiang Jingyu seemed to take her silence as his default.

He glanced at the gently swaying hairpin tassels on her hair, slightly hooked his thin lips, and said:

"It took a lot of effort to tie the hair, don't waste it, just stay here first."

Nan Shiyu: "???"

Before she could digest his words, the zipper on her skirt was ripped open by him with ease.

A large area of ​​skin was exposed to the light.

Nan Shiyu subconsciously hooked her skirt that was sliding down, and stared at him while holding her breath:

"Go to bed!"

He was unhurried and still calm: "I'll go later."

Seeing that her fingers were holding on to the hem of her skirt tightly, Jiang Jingyu didn't force her, he lifted the hem of her skirt and began to roll it up.

Nan Shiyu's eyes narrowed: "!!"

It was only the second couple's obligation, and he was having a great time!

After ten minutes.

The air in the room gradually became hot.

Jiang Jingyu held the delicate and soft waist.

The palm of his hand gently rubbed the porcelain white skin.

Nan Shiyu was forced to lean into his arms, her fingertips curled up unconsciously, and her finger bones gradually turned white from the exertion.

The quiet light pours from the top of the head, and the cold-textured tassels cannot stop swaying.

Like that light boat on the boundless sea, it is rocking and rolling, and it is half involuntarily.

I don't know how much time had passed, but Nan Shiyu's palms were covered with sweat.

There was a slight sob hidden in her voice, and she huddled in Jiang Jingyu's arms, feeling vulnerable, helpless, and endearing.

"Jiang Jingyu...you bully me!"

Listening to the accusation in her words, Jiang Jingyu took her into his arms and patted her gently on the back.

A smile traced his lips.

"Where did I bully you?"

She bit her lower lip, her clear eyes moist.

The ends of his eyes are getting redder.

"...Let go and go to bed."

Jiang Jingyu held her waist to prevent her from falling.

His eyes swept across her cheeks, stopping on the swaying tassel.

"When it falls," he fiddled with the tassel with his fingertips, "I will carry you to bed."

Nan Shiyu was furious.

He raised his hand to pull out the hairpin.

But as soon as he was halfway through the movement, someone clamped his wrist in the air.

Meeting her angry look, he smiled lazily, "So impatient?"

Nan Shiyu pursed her lips tightly and bit the side of his neck hard.

The pain felt like a cat scratching her, but Jiang Jingyu did not let go of her.

Instead, he held the hand on the woman's waist and gradually tightened his grip.

Neither of them retreated until the shaky hairpin could no longer hold up and slipped from the silky hair, with the hair falling down her back. Only then did Jiang Jingyu carry her towards the big bed...

***

When I woke up the next day, it was noon again.

In the past 20 years or so, no matter how spoiled Nan Shiyu was, she had always been very disciplined in her work and rest.

I must get up from bed before nine o'clock every day.

The past few days living with Jiang Jingyu had completely disrupted her routine of more than 20 years.

After getting up from the bed, the eldest daughter of the Nan family endured the pain in her back and legs. The first thing she did was to go to the dressing table, intending to find the unsightly hairpin and throw it away out of sight.

But she rummaged through the jewelry box for a long time, but there was no sign of the fringed hairpin.

"What are you looking for?"

A low voice sounded from behind.

Nan Shiyu didn't even look back, "Where's that tassel hairpin?"

Jiang Jingyu was wearing black home clothes, with long legs and narrow waist. He leaned on the corner of the dressing table, looked at her intriguingly, and replied:

"It's put away."

As he spoke, he looked at her with interest:

"Mrs. Jiang still want to wear it today?"

Nan Shiyu gritted her teeth.

Wear it?

She wants to break it!

Jiang Jingyu just pretended not to see her expression.

Hold her hand and lead her out.

"Why go?" she asked.

Jiang Jingyu: "Didn't I talk about the dog last night? I'll take you to see it."

Nan Shiyu: "?"

She called him a dog last night!

In the lawn behind the hall.

As soon as Nan Shiyu passed by, a white shadow rushed over in the distance.

It was so fast that Nan Shiyu's legs were so weak that she could hardly stand.

In her current physical condition, if she was hit hard by it, she could fall directly to the ground.

Thinking about this, she just wanted to take a step aside.

Before her legs could move forward, the white Labrador, whose tail was wagging and full of excitement, took the initiative to stop a step away from her.

It squatted on the ground, looking straight at Nan Shiyu with a pair of watery eyes. It didn't accept life at all, but was very excited.

He barked twice at her.

Nan Shiyu lowered her head and looked at it.

The little guy is quite big. Judging from his size, he must be an adult. He is plump and has shiny hair. He is well-raised at first glance.

Seeing her staring at it, the little guy was very good at asking his future owner to care. He moved his chubby body forward and stretched the dog's head toward Nan Shiyu, as if he wanted her to touch it.

Watching its movements, Nan Shiyu unconsciously stretched out her hand.

The little guy immediately brought his head over and rubbed it against her hand.

Seeing its tail wagging happily, Nan Shiyu thought to herself: This is still a dog that doesn't recognize life.

It was unimaginable that Jiang Jingyu, with such a distant and cold temperament, could raise such a familiar dog.

"What's its name?"

Jiang Jingyu was originally looking at Nan Shiyu.

Hearing her words, he glanced at the Labrador deep on the ground who was trying his best to please his mistress.

There was amusement in his eyes, whether it was intentional or not, his throat rolled slightly, and he uttered two words:

"Only."

Zhi·Nan Shiyu·Zhi: “?”

Her palms trembled, and she subconsciously turned to look at him: "What's your name?"