Greedy pleasure

Shu Chiye still sat lazily on the sofa, his folded legs subconsciously wanted to be flat, but he maintained that position for a moment.

Facing Mrs. Shu's questioning gaze, before he could explain anything, Han Qianmei spoke first.

"Could it be that cat ran upstairs just now? I'll go and have a look."

Finally found an excuse to go upstairs, Han Qianmei stepped on her high-heeled shoes 'da da da' to go upstairs.

She didn't know which room Shu Chiye lived in, so she started searching in the first room on the left.

There are guest rooms upstairs, a simple kitchen, a separate bathroom and a study.

The study room is decorated in black, white and gray, exuding a majestic and tight atmosphere.

Han Qianmei thought for a while, didn't go in, closed the door and went directly to the bedroom at the end.

The huge bedroom door was opened a crack, and the neon lights outside the window reflected in at night, and the indoor scene could barely be seen clearly.

The white gauze curtain blown by the half-opened window was flying around, she touched the lamp along the wall, and the room was brightly lit in an instant.

The black bedding was very messy, and it stands to reason that Shu Chiye should be half of the mess living alone.

But at this time, the whole quilt was spread out, and the two pillows were placed next to each other, and she walked over in a strange way.

Then pinched a long hair on the pillow.

Her face was livid, she pursed her lips and searched for other places, her eyes fell on the closed cloakroom door.

When she walked to the door of the cloakroom, she unconsciously lowered her footsteps, and could clearly hear the sound of her own heartbeat.

The sliding cloakroom door can be opened with a little force, and the darkness inside can be seen through the gap.

It couldn't be easier to hide someone.

Han Qianmei's heart was in her throat. If Yan Xiaomi was really caught at Shu Chiye's house today, Grandma Shu would be very angry.

Although Grandma Shu cares about the old relationship with the Yan family, she will definitely find a way to prevent Yan Xiaomi from continuing to be ambiguous with Shu Chiye.

This is a good opportunity!

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became in her heart. She grabbed the handle of the sliding door with her fingers, and the scene in the cloakroom came into view in an instant.

Neat black suits hang in the transparent window, and white and black shirts occupy a wardrobe each.

There is also a cabinet on the right hand side for ties, waist buckles and tie clips.

The furnishings here are enough to show that their master is a clean freak.

"Have you seen enough?" When Han Qianmei was about to walk in, a voice suddenly came from behind.

She turned her head abruptly, and looked at Shu Chiye who was standing at the door of the room, standing there indifferently.

Mrs. Shu was still standing beside him.

"Grandma Shu, I just want...to see if there are any dirty clothes here." Han Qianmei turned back and took Mrs. Shu's arm, "But I see, except for the mess on the bed, there seems to be no dirty clothes."

Is it not?

Shu Chiye raised his eyebrows lightly. In the past few days, Yan Xiaomi didn't cook very well, and he was very diligent.

She would throw the home clothes he changed into the washing machine every day.

Although he was very dissatisfied with her behavior of throwing panties into the washing machine, she said plausibly: "Mr. Shu, unmarried men and women like us, it is easy for people to misunderstand if I take care of you. I will wash your panties again." Pants, I can’t tell.”

Forget it, he has a lot of underpants, so she can do whatever she wants.

"Do you want to stay here for dinner?" Shu Chiye ignored Han Qianmei and asked Mrs. Shu, "I cooked noodles."

Mrs. Shu shook her head hastily, she came to visit Shu Chiye, how could she eat the noodles he cooked so hard while sick?

"It's getting late, we'll go back first, you take good care of it, I'll ask Qianmei to send Butang to your company tomorrow, and have meals regularly..."

Several people went downstairs, and Mrs. Shu's voice in the huge room responded.

Han Qianmei agreed and took on the task of delivering lunch to Shu Chiye every day.

After watching them leave, Shu Chiye looked sideways at the corner of the second floor, which was empty.

He put one hand in his pocket and thought for a while, then strode upstairs.

The study room was pitch black, he opened the door and turned on the light, looked around, kicked the desk, "come out."

A white, tender and slender hand stretched out from under the desk, and Yan Xiaomi put the cushion under her buttocks back on the office chair.

Sitting on his office chair, he said lazily, "Are they gone?"

"What are you hiding from?" Shu Chiye put his hands on the edge of the desk, looking down at her.

Yan Xiaomi said as a matter of course, "Don't cause trouble for you and me."

Although she didn't know that Mrs. Shu was so angry that she was sick and hospitalized because Shu Chiye was not allowed to continue pestering her.

But she heard what Yan Zhibai said, the daughter-in-law Mrs. Shu had appointed for Shu Chiye was Han Qianmei.

As for her, if she wants to be recognized as a relative of the Shu family, she has to clean up with Shu Chiye.

"Really sensible." Three words overflowed from Shu Chiye's thin lips, "But you don't look like a thief at all."

When he came in just now, he caught a little bit of brightness under the desk, probably she was playing with her mobile phone.

"Your study, no one dares to come in. Besides, if they are found out, at worst, they should adjust the surveillance and let them see that I have been taking care of you honestly these few days. Nothing happened to us."

Yan Xiaomi is really confident, if she doesn't find it, she will save trouble, and if she finds it, there is room for explanation.

She pushed away the chair and stood up, making a harsh sound of 'squeak'.

"I'm hungry." She clutched her stomach and walked around the long table, "Is the noodles ready?"

As she got closer, the fragrance from her body rushed into her nostrils, stimulating Shu Chiye's nerves.

He is a normal man who is just catching up with the young and vigorous period. Looking at Yan Xiaomi's shiny lips, his throat tightens.

The next second, he suddenly wrapped her in his arms, imprisoning her between the desk and his chest.

She was forced to lean back, but he still pressed down, pressing her back against the hard and cold tabletop.

She quickly reached out to cover his chest that was still pressing down, "What are you doing—uh!"

"Well, do it!" His hoarse voice escaped from the gap between the lips of the two of them, blocking the chattering lips.

Hands with warmth and magic moved over her body, tearing her pajamas to pieces.

Yan Xiaomi couldn't resist, she wasn't as strong as him, and couldn't stand his teasing.

The bright light above his head was reflected in his slightly opened eyes, as well as his gradually fascinated and out-of-control face.

He hasn't touched it for a long time, he is a bit like a wolf, especially this place has added a bit of freshness, he can't control the restlessness in his body at all.

In the end, Yan Xiaomi didn't eat it, but was wiped out by him instead. She has been against him and scratched his cheeks with red marks.

There were her teeth marks all over her chest, and the deeper ones were almost bleeding.

Half of his snoring was because of her, and half was because of her.

It was full light, and she was exhausted from tossing, but she was very energetic all the time and didn't sleep much.

He finally released her with a full face, but he heard her ask in a hoarse voice, "Shu Chiye, what do you think of me?"