As soon as the door opened and closed quickly, the hangover soup in Aying's hand had been taken away.
He stood at the door for a while, a little surprised.
As the door opened and closed just now, he seemed to be watching his master holding his wife.
Is it progressing so quickly?
Inside the door, Ye Yibai was holding hangover soup in one hand, and Hua Yanxi was sitting in the arm of the other hand, just like holding a child, without any pressure.
Being held like this, Hua Yanxi was much taller than Ye Yibai. She was holding his neck with her hands and pressing her face against him.
Ye Yibai sat down, put Hua Yanxi on his lap, and began to feed him hangover soup.
Hua Yanxi frowned as soon as she took a sip and spit out a harsh word: "Bitter."
Ye Yibai wanted to feed him again, but she refused to drink. She buried her head in his arms, and her warm breath spread to his chest through her clothes.
Ye Yibai could only coax her patiently: "If you drink this, you won't have a headache tomorrow. How about drinking a little more."
"It will only taste worse if it's cold."
If it were Hua Yanxi on ordinary days, she would have just swallowed it no matter how painful it was.
But at this moment, Hua Yanxi showed her most vulnerable side, insecure, afraid of hardship, and unconsciously acting coquettishly, which was too fatal for Ye Yibai.
Ye Yibai had no choice but to hold the bowl and take a sip. He held her chin and kissed her lips, passing it on to her bit by bit.
At first Hua Yanxi didn't resist much, but when she tasted the taste in her mouth, she started to struggle and reached out to push him.
Ye Yibai reached out and gently ran his hand along her back, kissing her tenderly. He was very patient and waited until she was no longer resisting before feeding her bit by bit.
Wait until one sip is finished, take another sip, and continue.
By the time a bowl of hangover soup was finished, it was already time for a cup of tea.
Ye Yibai didn't feel much better. There was a woman he liked sitting in his arms, and he couldn't really do anything while she was drunk. He could only endure it with force. His other eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse: "How about you go to bed after drinking?"
good."
The eyes of the person in his arms were no longer as calm as before. They were hazy, like a newborn kitten that was ignorant of the world. His cheeks were flushed and his fingers were tugging at his sleeves.
Ye Yibai didn't dare to look any further. He put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt. He sat next to her and gently patted her to coax her to close her eyes and sleep.
Seeing that the person had fallen asleep and his breathing was getting longer and longer, Ye Yibai wiped the thin sweat from his forehead, and his body was already a little damp.
Not worried about Hua Yanxi in such a state, Ye Yibai could only ask someone to fetch water, carry it in himself, and prepare to take off his clothes and wipe it briefly through the screen.
Ye Yibai took off his clothes, twisted the handkerchief and wiped it on himself, when he suddenly felt a glaring gaze looking at him.
He followed the line of sight and saw someone who should have been put to sleep, lying on the screen, staring at him with confusion in his eyes, looking up and down.
At this moment, the distance between the two people was less than ten feet.
Ye Yibai reacted and turned around quickly, with a hint of panic in his voice: "Yan Yan, turn around."
Regardless of whether she was obedient or not, Ye Yibai turned his back to her and wiped it carelessly a few times, quickly wrapped himself in clothes and then turned around.
Sure enough, Hua Yanxi stood there with a prickly look on her face, not hiding anything at all, but instead her eyes were full of curiosity.
"Why don't you wear shoes?" Ye Yibai stared at her bare feet, but caught a glimpse of Hua Yanxi's toes curling up after he finished speaking.
He was the one being looked at, but he couldn't say anything yet, so he could only walk over as if nothing had happened, pick her up and put her on the bed.
I twisted off the handkerchief and wiped her feet clean with great care.
"Xiao Bai." Hua Yanxi spoke slowly.
"Yeah." Ye Yibai responded casually while still looking at his feet.
"nice."
Ye Yibai paused and looked at Hua Yanxi without words.
Did she mean what he thought?
Does this count as being teased?
He didn't ask, since he couldn't get the answer anyway.
Putting the person on the inside of the bed, Ye Yibai got on the bed and lay on the outside.
It was true that he usually climbed into bed, but this time he really just wanted to sleep and take care of her.
But, that's what he thought. He couldn't understand what Hua Yanxi was thinking at this moment.
I saw that the man who even walked solemnly and spoke slowly had his hands and feet pressed up with extra sensitivity, and his hands were even more agile in exploring his chest.
Ye Yibai stretched out his hand to hold down the demonic hand and whispered: "Hua Yanxi."
"Want to see."
Ye Yibai was silent for a while, stared at Hua Yanxi's face, and exhaled: "Hua Yanxi, do you know what you are saying about tigers and wolves? You haven't seen enough just now?"
He even suspected that if he moved slower behind the screen, she could pounce directly on him.
I didn't expect that she would turn out to be this kind of person after drinking.
At this moment, a battle between heaven and man was going on in Ye Yibai's mind.
If the woman he likes takes such initiative, wouldn't it be very unmanly if he refuses?
But if we just go with the flow like this, will she not admit it when she wakes up tomorrow?
Just as he was thinking, his clothes had been torn open, exposing a large area of skin.
Ye Yibai thought to himself, she was so proactive, he couldn't let her down. A woman is so thin-skinned, wouldn't she be very sad if he rejected her?
Just as he was thinking this, he saw that Hua Yanxi, who had been attacking him just now, stepped away and looked at him sideways, not far or near, with pure admiration in her eyes.
appreciate?
He was such a grown man lying next to her, even naked, but she just admired him?
Ye Yibai's face darkened, and he pulled his clothes over to cover it.
Sure enough, Hua Yanxi's eyes showed dissatisfaction, she stared at him and said quietly: "Stingy."
Ye Yibai sneered: "I'm stingy, so why don't you be more generous and show me?"
As if hearing something surprising, Hua Yanxi immediately pulled the quilt over and wrapped herself tightly, staring at him accusingly: "Bad."
Ye Yibai curled his lips, followed her example, and said, "Stingy."
When Hua Yanxi heard this, she pursed her lips, as if she was thinking about something.
Suddenly, she leaned over and kissed him on the lips.
It was obviously just an instant kiss, but Ye Yibai was stunned for a while, then a smile spread across his lips.
He took off the quilt wrapped around her, lay down in it, hugged her, and kissed him gently on the lips.
Hua Yanxi blinked, thinking she was playing some kind of game, and kissed him on the lips again, then looked at him expectantly, as if waiting for his response.