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Yun couldn't help but smile as she stepped forward to cover his eyes. "Hey, hand over everything valuable on you, or don't blame me for being rude," she said, her voice taking on a rough edge.
Jiang Shiyu played along, casually putting his hands in his pockets. "Let's see how rude you can be."
Yun's eyes darted around before her hands found their way to his waist, teasingly scratching him.
Jiang Shiyu gazed at her with deep eyes, showing no sign of being affected. Yun was enjoying herself, and when she noticed his serious expression as he looked at her without speaking, she poked his cheek with her finger. "What's wrong? Not ticklish?"
Suddenly, he pulled her into his embrace, his fingers gently rubbing against her side. "How about my technique?"
Yun squirmed and pushed against his strong chest. "So ticklish! I was wrong."
A smile flickered in Jiang Shiyu's eyes as he lowered them to look at her, recalling the image of her begging for mercy in bed.
They stopped their playful banter and got into the car heading home. After dinner, they took the director out for a walk to help with digestion. The director wasn't as energetic as before; after a short stroll in the evening, he quickly grew tired.
On the way back, Jiang Ci kept clinging to Yun. "Sister, last night I slept in the same room as the director. It was my first time sleeping alone! Brother didn't stay with me, and I woke up from nightmares several times."
"You used to have someone sleep with you?" Yun asked.
Jiang Ci nodded vigorously. "Yes! Mom and Dad used to sleep with me. Sister, I'm a bit scared sleeping alone."
Jiang Shiyu, holding the leash behind them, cast a cool gaze at the little one ahead. "You’ve always slept alone here; when did yesterday become your first time sleeping alone?"
Jiang Ci turned around to defend himself. "That's different! Before you weren't here; now that you're here, you can stay with me!"
The little guy argued back, his face turning red.
That night, Jiang Ci successfully monopolized Yun.
Watching Jiang Ci lean happily against Yun, Jiang Shiyu's eyes narrowed slightly as he spoke in a voice devoid of warmth. "Jiang Ci, come here; I'll keep you company while you sleep."
Feeling a chill run down his spine, Jiang Ci shook his head in fear. "No! Brother is scary."
"Be gentler; why are you so serious with a child?"
Seeing his wife being coaxed by that little brat only made Jiang Shiyu's expression colder.
For half a month, Jiang Ci had been sleeping with Yun.
After enduring this for two weeks, one afternoon after lunch, Yun suddenly decided to put on full makeup for class. Jiang Ci stared wide-eyed and kissed Yun's cheek right in front of Jiang Shiyu. That was it; Jiang Shiyu could no longer tolerate it and grabbed him by the collar to throw him outside.
He directly booked a flight for her, sending Yun to Xiang Yun Alley, then turned and ran towards the airport. Jiang Ci cried out in protest, but he was forcefully dragged away.
Yun was in class and had no idea about this. When she returned home, she found that both the director and Jiang Ci were missing. She initially thought Jiang Ci was playing in his room, but when she opened the door, it was empty, and even the dog was gone.
Yun asked, "Where's Xiao Xia Mi?"
Jiang Shiyu threw the car keys onto the coffee table and strode over to Yun, lifting her up and carrying her towards the bedroom. Yun draped her arms over his shoulder, still processing what was happening. "Hey, what are you doing?"
He placed her on the bed, pinning her down as he pressed his warm lips against hers, demanding more. Yun struggled for a moment, but her hands were firmly restrained, pressed against the light blue bedspread.
As he lifted her shirt, his hands explored her body, and she instinctively let out a soft whimper, twisting her body. After a moment of catching her breath, she hurriedly said, "I haven't showered yet, Jiang Shiyu."
Jiang Shiyu kissed her again and picked her up to carry her to the bathroom.
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