ryethenovel Chapter 77 The Little Tricks After Moving In Together
Chapter 77 The Little Tricks After Moving In Together
The moment the words left his mouth, Wen Yu's eyes lit up with a "boom".
The light was so intense that it almost burned her eyes.
It was as if disbelief, or as if overwhelming ecstasy had instantly overwhelmed all defenses.
Wen Yu didn't say anything more, but expressed all his emotions through his actions.
He lowered his head, his hand holding her shoulder trembling slightly, and kissed her urgently.
Su Qingyao was caught off guard by the sudden, passionate kiss. She hummed softly and pushed him away, but he held her even tighter, deepening the kiss.
Only when both of them were breathing heavily did he step back, panting, and chuckle softly, his voice brimming with overflowing satisfaction and joy.
"I'm so happy, so happy!! I'm so happy～～～"
After controlling his overwhelming joy for a while, Wen Yu sat back in the driver's seat and started the car again.
On the way back, Wenyu talked much more than usual.
He held the steering wheel firmly with one hand, while his other hand remained intertwined with hers, resting on his lap.
He talked on and on, his voice filled with boundless longing for the future, describing every detail vividly and concretely.
Su Qingyao turned her head to look at him.
The shimmering lights outside the car window flickered on his profile, outlining the upturned corners of his lips and his eyes, which were now dazzlingly bright.
Seeing his joyful and affectionate expression, the last bit of hesitation and uncertainty in Su Qingyao's heart quietly melted away.
She laughed along, playfully tickling his palm with her fingertips.
Life after moving in together seemed no different, yet it was permeated with Wen Yu's presence everywhere.
After Zhang Miaoke learned that she was moving out, she wailed for half an hour before finally accepting the reality.
I would save her a front-row seat every day and share the latest gossip from the department with her.
The courses and experiments remained packed, keeping me busy yet fulfilled.
Wen Yu slowly permeated every inch of Su Qingyao's world.
When I wake up in the morning, there's always toothpaste already squeezed onto my toothbrush.
After washing up, a breakfast to her liking was already laid out on the table.
He would naturally take her schoolbag, lead her downstairs, and escort her to the front of the teaching building.
No matter how late her lab classes went, his car was always waiting for her, with water and snacks at just the right temperature inside.
He even learned massage techniques, getting up to relieve her neck and shoulder pain when she unconsciously showed signs of fatigue.
There was only one thing he displayed a vicious obsession with.
He pestered me relentlessly every night.
Even though Su Qingyao repeatedly told her not to, Wen Yu always had a way to easily break down her defenses with his hot lips and wandering fingertips.
He teased her with great patience until she was weak all over and her breathing became disordered, then he chuckled and kissed her.
"It's what the baby wants..." What followed was an irresistible act of possession.
Fortunately, Wen Yu always maintained his composure. No matter how intense the desire in his eyes was, he always left room for her to feel comfortable.
He would carefully discern the meaning behind each of her soft breaths, and when she was exhausted, he would stop and hold her in his arms, lulling her to sleep.
This restraint softened Su Qingyao's heart, and she had no choice but to indulge her.
Only Wen Yu himself knew the burning desire that was suppressed beneath this outward composure.
He can never have enough of his baby.
But I'm even more afraid of scaring the baby away.
So I can only lock away this almost pathological desire and weave a net that my baby would willingly drown in, using the care she loves.
Every time Su Qingyao fell asleep, he would hold her hand, and after the tender moments, he would carefully clean her up and then leave her with tender kisses.
On several occasions, Su Qingyao noticed a faint red mark appearing on her palms or knuckles, which puzzled her and made her frown.
Wen Yu held her hand seriously, looking at it from left to right, saying that maybe she wasn't careful when doing the experiment, and that she should pay attention next time.
In the deepest, most secret corner of my heart, a dark sense of satisfaction and pleasure surges.
very nice.
In this way, even in the laboratory, in places where he cannot see.
These marks left by his own hands will silently accompany her.
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Over the weekend, Su Qingyao stared intently at a series of complex data and charts on her computer screen, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she wrote the conclusion of her lab report.
The phone vibrated, and the words "Song Yunyan" flashed on the screen.
Su Qingyao frowned.
Her feelings for Song Yunyan were always somewhat complicated.
The feelings of remembrance and gratitude are real.
But when they met last time, the scrutiny he couldn't hide beneath his seemingly polite demeanor, and the alienation and denial that flowed unintentionally in his words, made Su Qingyao feel a subtle unease.
She was neither used to nor liked that subtle hostility, even if it was cloaked in concern.
The phone rang persistently, and after hesitating for a moment, she pressed the answer button.
"Hey, Brother Yunyan?"
His usual gentle and clear voice came through the receiver.
"Qingyao, are you still busy? I hope I haven't bothered you."
"No, what's wrong? Is there something you need?"
"It's nothing important, but I've been back in Beijing for almost two months and haven't had a chance to visit Aunt Su. I feel really bad about it. Aunt Su treated me so well when I was little, and now she..."
His words were sincere, and his natural concern for his elders eased some of the lingering resentment Su Qingyao felt from their last meeting.
Before the Su family's misfortune, the mother always spoke of Song Yunyan with a smile.
Song Yunyan's voice continued to come through.
"Since it's the weekend, you might be free. I was wondering if you'd have time to take me to see Aunt Su."
Su Qingyao paused for a moment, glanced at the progress of the experiment report, and softened her voice.
"Thank you for your concern, Brother Yunyan. I have some free time now."
Song Yunyan's voice was tinged with laughter, "Okay, then I'll come pick you up from your school now, see you later."
"Okay, see you in a bit."
After hanging up the phone, Su Qingyao held her phone and let out a soft sigh of relief.
Putting aside those vague feelings of unease, Song Yunyan's care and courtesy were always impeccable.
She shook her head, temporarily putting this little incident behind her, and continued to refine the remaining experimental data.
Half an hour later, Song Yunyan sent a message.
"Qingyao, I've arrived. I'm at the east gate of Kyoto University."
Su Qingyao rubbed her slightly throbbing temples and replied to Song Yunyan: "Wait a moment, I'll be right out."
She saved the document, shut down her computer, picked up her phone, and opened the pinned chat window.
My dear wife: "Song Yunyan wants to visit my mother. After all, she was my neighbor when we were little. I'll take him there, and we'll stay at my mother's for a while afterward."
My darling wife: "If you miss me, just come to the hospital to find me~ /sniffling like a kitten"
Su Qingyao walked out of the east gate of Peking University; the afternoon sun was a bit dazzling.
She squinted and quickly found the red sedan that Song Yunyan had sent among the row of cars parked on the roadside.
After a slight hesitation, she walked over, opened the passenger door, and got in.
The car was filled with a faint scent of leather and car fragrance, quite different from the crisp scent she was familiar with.
Su Qingyao frowned slightly, feeling quite uncomfortable.
She reached for the seatbelt, and just as the metal buckle touched her fingertips, Song Yunyan suddenly leaned closer to her.
It carried a hint of pressure, and a certain deliberate sense of familiarity.