Ye Ci's eyes were so wide that they almost popped out of his head. He squeezed the muscles of his arms hard. He frowned in displeasure and could only pull his big palm out of her.

As soon as Dad Rong walked in, he saw the two young people on the sofa looking embarrassed. The daughter-in-law was lowering her head and arranging her clothes, while the son was leaning on the sofa, shouting and contorting his expression.

That's obviously a sign of dissatisfaction.

Dad Rong was also slightly unhappy, thinking that this brat was becoming more and more lawless and dared to be so unruly in the living room.

Ye Ci's face was so embarrassed that he almost burned out: "Dad, you're back!" He quickly stood up and said hello.

"Well, I'll go upstairs and change my clothes first!" In order to avoid embarrassment, Rong's father was smart enough to give them some space to be alone.

As soon as Dad Rong came up, she was pulled back again. This time, before he could bully her, she pressed his shoulders first, in a very uncomfortable posture, with one hand pressing his shoulders and the other pointing at his nose:

"You...I beg you, can you leave here and stop making trouble?"

She originally wanted to threaten him that she would fall out if he made trouble again, but when she thought that he would not accept this, she immediately changed her tactics.

President Rong was indeed very helpful. He immediately smiled and winked at her: "Okay!"

Ye Ci instantly felt like he had fallen into a gutter, a ditch he had dug himself.

During the meal, Rong's mother mentioned the matter of the child again. Ye Ci couldn't bear it and lowered his head, but he said: "We are working hard, if dad doesn't come back at the wrong time!"

President Rong is blaming his father for ruining his good deeds.

"Bad boy, what are you talking about?" Rong's father immediately turned cold. Of course he was angry, but his son still loved him.

"No big or small!" Rong's mother also added at the end.

Ye Ci couldn't hold back his laughter, but he felt extremely beautiful. Finally, there was someone who could restrain him.

"Let's stay the night tonight, it's so late!" Rong's mother suddenly suggested after dinner.

Just as Ye Ci was about to refuse, he heard President Rong agree readily: "Okay, I just happened to be tired these past two days and don't want to drive!"

He just lay on the sofa and acted like a young master without even looking at her.

Ye Ci stared at him in surprise. He wanted to say something but didn't say it in front of his elders.

But once she returned to his room, she could finally say: "Hey, why don't you go back?"

"Do you need to know so clearly about me?" He sat on the edge of the bed with his back bent and his legs relaxed, his voice full of sarcasm.

"Of course I don't want to interfere with your business, but if you don't leave, then I..." She was going to be furious.

"You can go, the door is open, you can go as you please!" He tugged on her tie, then lazily threw himself in the middle of the big bed and lay down, ignoring her.

"How can I leave if you don't leave? Your parents will definitely think that we..." She was still chattering until she saw the tiredness on his face, and she had to stop arguing with him.

Then he sat next to him irritably: "What did you do last night?" You are so tired tonight.

He rubbed his brows and groaned before saying, "I didn't do anything. I had a little drink with a few friends and then went home to sleep!"

that is it?

Then why are you so tired today?

But for someone who thinks even one question is too much, why would she ask a second question?

She never liked being a nagging woman, not to mention that the person in front of her was him. No matter how many questions she had, she would just swallow them in her stomach. If she didn't talk about them, there was no point in talking about them.

That’s it anyway!

"Xiao Ci, I have a headache, can you give me a squeeze?"

His voice suddenly sounded tired.

I was fighting her very energetically downstairs just now, but why did I lose my energy as soon as I went upstairs? I still seemed very tired.

She didn't know why she was so embarrassed, so she took off her shoes and got into bed.

If she had been more rational, she would have known that there was a conspiracy behind him.

She sat at the head of the bed, and he lay on her lap. She kneaded his forehead, eyebrows, and temples gently and gently, trying to make him as comfortable as possible.

Due to work reasons, she sometimes has headaches, and sometimes she presses the pressure when she feels pain, so she can control her strength quite well.

"Is this comfortable?" she asked while pressing it, afraid that he wouldn't like it.

He closed his eyes and did not open them, and the sound he wanted to make in his throat did not come out.

She knew it was about the same, so she held it down for him. After a while, he suddenly grabbed her hand and said, "Okay!"

Then he turned over and lay on her side. She stopped moving numbly. In those casual minutes, she seemed to have forgotten something again.

Then his big palm suddenly grasped her catkin, and the sudden warmth made her heart tremble suddenly.

It was impossible to shrink back, so he suddenly stood up and threw her down like a cheetah that had just recovered from a serious illness and was full of energy.

Looking at the prey under her with burning eyes, she was startled and looked at him in surprise. It was impossible to look away anymore. His eyes locked hers and ordered her: "Look at me!

"

Those three simple words were like a spell that made her irresistible.

In an instant, he had kissed her mouth and continued the unfinished action on the sofa in the living room.

A pair of big palms moved flexibly through every inch of the land he loved most. She struggled several times and was finally defeated by him. His hands were pressed on both sides of her head. She could only feel his increasingly fierce treatment.

And gradually, gradually, she couldn't resist the feeling.

The hidden buttons of the underwear were easily unbuttoned, and soon the body was stripped naked. The body that was so soft and perfect was presented in front of the man.

His eyes were filled with intense fire, and it was already burning brightly, and the volcano was about to erupt in the next moment.

The woman's mouth couldn't help but make tiny squeaking sounds, which filled the entire room with ambiguity intermittently.

It made the man moan in lust, his kiss spread to every cell in her body, and then he combined with her perfectly.

Looking at the extremely passionate man on her body, she suddenly felt a dull pain in her heart, and he suddenly opened his dark eyes: "Say you love me!"

Ye Ci's heart skipped a beat, love? What is love? Is it a tacit cooperation in life? Or is it a kind of comfort in bed?

A pair of green jade fingers on his shoulders slowly let go, and she didn't even dare to say!

"Xiao Ci, can you tell me that you love me?" His magnetic voice made her heart tremble, and her eyes could not help but become moist.

He raised his eyes to face her, resting his forehead against hers. His heavy breathing seemed to be caused by endless longing and suffering.

[Author's digression]: Can Xiaoci speak?
Chapter completed!