The sound of gurgling water came from the bathroom, and a tall figure reflected on the glass door.
Ou Yan didn't notice this scene and turned on her mobile phone to deal with personal matters. After a while, she heard the bathroom door open, and then she casually raised her head.
Si Yechen's hair was wet, and he was wearing white pajamas, and his whole body exuded the scent of male hormones.
At this moment, Ouyan's cell phone rang. It was a very long number, which was different from a normal cell phone number.
She looked back and answered calmly, "Say."
The person on the phone didn't know what he said. Ouyan came to the balcony and asked, "So?"
Not long after, a pair of hands hugged her from behind, and Si Yechen's breath gently fell on her ear, making her feel inexplicably itchy.
He greedily rubbed the scent around her ears, like a clingy cat.
Ouyan could feel his hot temperature, and she said to the person on the phone, "I understand, um, hang up."
"Is it a man?" Si Yechen vaguely heard the voice on the other end of the phone. It was a male voice, and he was immediately a little surprised.
Just now, the little girl saw him coming out of the shower and her eyes stayed there for a second or two. But when the call came, she didn't even look at him and went straight to the balcony to talk on the phone.
"Friend." Ouyan didn't know why she had to explain to him, with a hint of helplessness in her tone, "Let go."
"What friend?" Si Yechen lowered his head again and breathed in the scent of her neck. This smell attracted him greatly.
"Are they ordinary friends or important friends? Huh?" His movements continued, his voice was flirtatious and lustful.
“Not really ordinary.”
After all, I have been with her through life and death for many years, and we have a fateful friendship.
"So it's important?" Si Yechen raised his eyes and looked at her beautiful profile, which was even more interesting, "Is it more important than me?"
"Si Yechen." Ouyan wanted to break free from his arms, but he held him tightly. Ouyan's tone was helpless, "How many days have we known each other?"
"To me, it seems like a few years."
His masculine aura and his unique gentleness toward girls were perfectly blended. His charm of both strength and softness emanated from the inside out, with such force that it almost drowned her.
"I'm thirsty." Ouyan pushed him away and went into the house to get some water, her face feeling a little hot for no reason.
"Where should I sleep tonight?" Si Yechen followed behind her. The heat had not dissipated, but became even stronger.
"Bed or floor, you choose."
"Bed." Si Yechen looked at her and extended an invitation, "Let's go together."
"You have a beautiful idea!" Ouyan put down the water glass and saw that there was only one pillow and a small quilt on the bed, and there was not even a sofa in the spacious bedroom. She immediately understood something.
"Then I'll sleep on the floor." Si Yechen sat on the floor and gave her the only quilt and pillow. "I'm not sleepy, so you can sleep first."
At this time, the antique portable lamp that exuded a Zen atmosphere ran out of power, plunging the entire bedroom into darkness.
Ou Yan lay down covered with a quilt, and his slight breathing could still be vaguely heard in her ears.
Si Yechen sat beside the bed and gently rubbed her hair with his big hands, "Good night."
Ou Yan's hand was held by him and she fell asleep unconsciously.
Early the next morning, the sound of washing came from the bathroom, and Ouyan gradually opened her eyes.
It was already dawn, and the light filtered in through the curtains, making it vaguely dreamy.
After a while, the sound of washing in the bathroom stopped, and a figure came out, "Are you awake?"
She was sitting on the bed, her soft long hair falling on her shoulders. Her ignorant and cute look made him couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips and look at her softly.
"Why don't you sleep more?" He was still wearing the white pajamas from last night, but the masculine aura exuding from his body, combined with his usual noble and cold aura, created an indescribable charm.
Seeing him walking step by step, Ou Yan got out of bed and said in a casual tone, "I have to go to work later."
As soon as she took a step, her foot suddenly kicked something.
It was the men's pajamas left over from last night, which Si Yechen rolled up into a pillow and placed on the ground. Did he really lie on the cold ground all night?
Ou Yan felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. She didn't know whether it was guilt or uneasiness.
In front of the dining table.
Si Hesong looked at the two early risers with a smile, they seemed to be a perfect match!
He smiled happily, "Why don't you sleep more?"
“The floor is hard and I can’t sleep on it.”
Si Yechen's words made Si Hesong and Butler Wen look at each other in confusion. Last night, the right time, the right place, the right people, such a good opportunity, how could this elm-headed man be such a gentleman, and sleep on the floor?!
"Then, doesn't it have a bed?" Si Hesong hated iron in his heart. Don't you know how to lie down on it? Do you want me to teach you?!
"The bed was given to me." Ouyan raised her eyes, "Did the door get repaired this morning?"
"Ah? Right..." Si Hesong felt guilty. In fact, he was the one who asked someone to open it with a key at dawn. I don't know if my grandson's wife found out.
"Oh, I didn't hear any noise." Ouyan sat down and ate breakfast carelessly, seemingly not pursuing the matter any further.
"Yan Yan, the power outage didn't scare you last night, did it? Grandpa doesn't know why the power supply equipment suddenly failed! Grandpa can promise you that this kind of thing will never happen next time you come."
"Oh, it's okay." Ou Yan already knew about his conspiracy and didn't reveal it.
Si Hesong looked at the sensible and well-behaved girl in front of him, and then at the elm-headed girl, and suddenly he felt angry.
I don’t know how to seize such a good opportunity!
After breakfast, Si Yechen sent Ou Yan to work.
Butler Wen watched them leave and silently took out a girl's bag, "Old man, I forgot the young lady's bag."
Originally, he could have reminded him just now, but in order for the young master to have an excuse to ask the young mistress to return the package later, he pretended not to see it.
Don't say anything until people leave.
"Very good!" Si Hesong didn't expect Lao Wen to have such a clever side, and said with satisfaction, "I'll ask Ah Chen to deliver it to her later. This will give me another chance to meet..."
"Old man, you are really worried about the young master's marriage."
"Aren't you the same..." Si Hesong looked at the direction they left, "After last night, I don't know if Yan Yan is still willing to come to my place... Will she see through it?"
My conspiracy?"
"What happened last night is a coincidence at best. The young lady is so simple, she shouldn't think about other aspects..."
"I hope so!" Si Hesong thought to himself, if the little girl never comes again, she will have to pretend to be sick... Hey, it's too difficult for a grandson who doesn't live up to expectations!
In the car.
Si Yechen looked at the girl next to him and thought of how she looked in her shirt last night.
That fair face, alluring collarbones, and those long and thin legs...