The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

"Where's Meng Jingyue?"

Pan Shu sat lazily on the rocking chair at the door, and it took her a long time to remember Meng Jingyue's existence.

She narrowed her pretty round eyes in contentment and asked nonchalantly.

Xiao Tao, who stood quietly aside, thought for a while and said, "The young master is in the study. Let the young lady go to the study to find him when she wakes up."

Xiaotao looks happy.

When she smiles, a pair of cute pear dimples appear on both sides of her lips.

Pan Shu stretched out her hand and pinched her chubby face, and slowly curled her lips. Her clear eyebrows showed natural charm, and she responded casually, "Yes."

Xiaotao's cheeks suddenly turned red.

Young Madam... Young Madam is so beautiful...

She felt a wave of heat coming towards her, making her feel dizzy.

Ban Shu was wearing an aqua blue cheongsam with low slits that she brought from her parents' home. The smooth curves outlined the girl's beautiful waist, and the bright silk bow bronzing pattern was faintly visible in the sunlight.

The color is plain and the style is conservative and not fashionable, but Ban Shu somehow manages to look sexy and ostentatious.

Like a seductive water demon.

Compared with cheongsam, small dresses imported from abroad are obviously more popular.

Pan Shu didn't like it.

In a certain world, she is known as the beauty in cheongsam.

She likes to show her beauty openly and vividly.

The study is not far from the back floor of the bedroom. There is a kerosene stove piled in front of the red-painted wooden door. It is burning cracklingly, and the sparks are bursting, and even the air is a little hot.

She noticed an inquiring gaze falling on her.

Pan Shu glanced up casually.

Then he looked away without any care.It seemed like I didn't see anything.

The next second, Meng Jingyue slowly controlled the wheelchair to move to the threshold. With a book on his lap, he said calmly, "Why don't you come in?"

"It's nothing." The corners of Ban Shu's mouth curved in a sweet and gentle arc, and the beauty between her eyebrows was blended.

Pan Shu stepped forward and shook his hand, "Does your body still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, thanks to you last night."

Xiao Tao had already quietly retreated. As the study door was gently closed from the inside, the young man's prying eyes were also blocked. For a long time, the delicate-looking young man blinked in shock.

Because he clearly and clearly heard——

"Is he my husband's brother? I really want to be with him... Well, it must be very comfortable..."

It's that woman's voice!

Absolutely!

He can't admit it!

The young master who returned from studying abroad was wearing a British-style brown suit, which was worn loosely on his body, with three or two buttons lazily buttoned, casual and lazy.

His whole body exudes fatal attraction.

On that cold white face that is so beautiful that one cannot distinguish between male and female, a pair of slightly upward black eyes look like peach blossoms without a smile. When they are bent, they seem to be full of affection, romantic, wanton and charming.

He gritted his teeth viciously.

That wishful thinking woman is so slutty!

She looks like a gentle little woman in front of her elder brother, but she is actually thinking about some dirty things in her heart!

The blush on the young man's face has not faded yet.

He was probably so angry that even the ends of his eyes were covered with a faint blush.

"Young master, that is the young master's newly married girl from the Ban family, and she is also your sister-in-law." The uncle of the housekeeper is used to observing people's words, and he knew something about it when he saw Meng Jingchi's face.

The young master doesn't like the young lady.

I don’t know where the young lady offended him.

Uncle sighed.

……

study.

The fragrance warms the pavilion, and the ink is polished for painting.

Pan Shu lazily held up her chin, unconsciously holding the ink block with one hand and gently massaging it on the inkstone.

I really want to know how Meng Jingchi reacts now.

It was on the way to the study that Pan Shu suddenly remembered that the props she had smoked before were still unused.

Simply use it directly on Meng Jingchi.

It's also very interesting to let him eavesdrop on my sister-in-law's thoughts.

"Don't be distracted. You have stained my painting." The young man was wearing a moon-white silk gown, his eyebrows were as gentle as the moon, and his tone contained no hint of anger or blame, as if he was just stating this fact.

Pan Shu lowered her eyes and stopped her hands, "Sorry..."

She secretly glanced at the young man with some uneasiness.

Meng Jingyue caught the uneasy look in his newlywed wife's eyes, and suddenly felt a slight sting somewhere in his heart. It was not obvious, but it was long and non-stop.

"No need to say sorry to me, you and I are husband and wife."

He sighed helplessly and placed the ink-dropping brush in his hand firmly on the inkstone, "I don't mean to blame you, it's just a painting, just..."

The young man frowned in confusion, "Does being with me make you feel bored?"

Otherwise, why would she be distracted?

Meng Jingyue has always known that he is a boring person. He used to think it was harmless, but now it seems that it is not very good... Will she dislike him for this?

Thinking of this, Meng Jingyue turned pale.

Pan Shu looked at Meng Jingyue in confusion as she thought to herself, her expression changed from calm and composed at the beginning to panic and fear, and her eyelashes even lowered with red circles, looking melancholy and cold.

It is naturally very beautiful for a beautiful woman to cry.

but!

The strategy value is lost!

"Husband, I'm not bored at all. It's just that I'm too tired." Pan Shu pinched his cold finger bones and slowly approached him, "Why are you so lost?"

The young man subconsciously held his breath.

The unceremonious chuckle of the girl next to his ear made the tips of his ears turn red again and again.

His hand had already been led by Pan Shu and passed through the clothes, landing on her waist without any obstruction.

So fine.

Meng Jingyue thought slowly.

Soft and smooth, it feels more comfortable than silk.

Meng Jingyue's breathing gradually became heavier, and his seductive fox eyes turned dark.

He was good-looking, especially when the tail of his eyes turned crimson when Ban Shu teased him, and he closed his eyes slightly with restraint. Even his pale lips were dyed with a bright spring color. He looked like a male temptress who charmed all living beings.

Pan Shu gently nodded at the ends of his thin red raised eyes.

He lowered his head again and kissed his thin white eyelids that were trembling slightly due to nervousness.

"Husband."

"……Um."

"Are you uncomfortable?"

Meng Jingyue opened his wet eyes in confusion and at a loss. He didn't understand. He really didn't understand. It seemed that no matter what he said, he had fallen into her trap.

He couldn't hear what he was saying.

It's just that my body seems to be damaged.

Ups and downs.

It seemed like she had done something.

So comfortable.

Meng Jingyue has always been cold-blooded and merciless in front of others. He doesn't like his weaknesses to be controlled by others.

Especially a new wife with ulterior motives whom he is not familiar with yet.

He struggles.

But it seemed extremely powerless.

The girl noticed his struggling movements. She suddenly stopped, raised her eyebrows, and nonchalantly walked to the sink nearby and slowly washed the thick white liquid on her fingertips.

"You don't like it. Just don't do it."

she said so.