Rebirth: Back to before the tragedy

As the host, Jiang Yuange stood at the door and saw his friends off one by one before turning back into the house.

As soon as the door closed, she was pressed against the entrance.

Jiang Yuange was already prepared for what was going to happen tonight. She stretched out her delicate arms and placed them on the man's neck. She raised her eyelids and looked at him with a pair of bright eyes.

"Are you satisfied with the layout of your new home?"

There was a subtle hint of gloating in his tone.

Chi Morong lowered his head, looking at the lively eyes of the woman in front of him and the cunningness that could not be hidden in her eyes. He tightened his arms, and a hint of doting appeared in the depths of his eyes.

The corners of his face softened, and he raised the corners of his lips and asked,

"What about you? Do you like it?"

To be honest, from childhood to adulthood, Jiang Yuange has never lived in such a pink house. Not only are the decorations pink, but the walls are also covered with light pink cherry blossom pattern wallpaper. The pink color makes it look more like a young girl's boudoir.

But Jiang Yuange still nodded reluctantly, "I like it."

Chi Morong's eyes seemed to see through everything and he didn't expose her.

"As long as you like it."

As he spoke, he placed his large hand on the woman's waist and kneaded it suggestively.

"I'm hungry."

Jiang Yuange was startled, thinking that he had not moved his chopsticks much that night, and knowing that his taste was always light, the hot pot tonight was obviously not to his liking.

"Then I'll cook you a bowl of noodles."

Although the food I cook myself cannot compare with the food cooked by the chef hired by the Chi family, it is still delicious.

Chi Morong looked at the person in his arms with deep eyes, holding her soft body tightly against his own, and spoke slowly and meaningfully,

"But I'd rather eat something else."

Jiang Yuange was confused for a moment, but when he felt something pressing against his lower abdomen, he realized that this was not the same hunger as that one, and two red clouds appeared on his cheeks.

The next moment, the person was picked up by the waist.

Jiang Yuange cried out softly and quickly put his arms around the man's neck.

"I haven't showered yet."

After eating hotpot, you will inevitably be covered in odor.

"Wash together."

For a man who has been single for several months, the woman he has been thinking about is in his arms, so there is no reason for him to endure it, so he walked towards the bathroom.

Hot water poured over their heads, soaking their clothes, and soon both of them were naked.

The sound of water mixed with the woman's moans and the man's satisfied voice echoed in the small room for a long time.

Finally, Jiang Yuange nestled in the man's arms and was placed on the big bed in the middle of the room.

Above the European-style bed, a soft pink embroidered gauze curtain hangs down from the ceiling.

Jiang Yuange was obviously too tired to move, but she still forced herself to look at the man's expression.

Although judging from Chi Morong's expression tonight, he did not show any dissatisfaction or disgust with the pink decorations outside, the big bed in the bedroom was still different after all, so Jiang Yuange was still looking forward to his reaction.

She thought simply that if he showed dissatisfaction or disgust, she would have a reason and excuse to let him live somewhere else.

Chi Morong took the soft and weak woman into his arms, leaned against the head of the bed, stroked her smooth skin again and again, and looked around the entire bedroom with interest.

After a while, he chuckled, looked down at the woman lying on his chest, and said teasingly,

"It seems that our daughter's room can be left to you to decorate from now on."

Jiang Yuange stretched out her hand and twisted the man's waist, saying coquettishly,

"Who said I'm going to give you a daughter?"

Chi Morong took the mischievous little hand into his big palm and kissed it gently on his lips. There was a hint of tenderness and doting in his eyes.

"I think our daughter will be as beautiful as you."