Don't go crazy, your mother is reborn

Chapter 209: Slept Naked for One Night

"Mom, what's the matter?"

Since there were no outsiders present at the moment, Ye Sinian did not call her aunt.

Gu Baiwei stammered, "That's it... Niannian, Shihan is less than three months old now, you two are not suitable for that yet."

With just one sentence, both of their faces turned red immediately.

"Yeah, I know mom."

Ye Sinian said in a low voice, then left quickly with a red face.

When he returned to his seat, Xia Shihan asked him in confusion, "What did my aunt say to you?"

She had on delicate makeup today, and her face looked particularly bright. Looking at her face up close, Ye Sinian felt his heart beating fast.

He quietly took her hand under the table, lowered his head and moved closer to her, and slowly spoke something in her ear.

"Yesinian, you...you are shameless."

Xia Shihan blushed and gently punched him on the chest. Her little face, as white and tender as mutton fat, turned red enough to seem like blood was about to drip out.

This man usually looks cold, but he can talk dirty without hesitation.

Looking at the charming face in front of him, Ye Sinian's mind moved slightly. He put his arms around her slender waist and whispered, "It's okay. If you really want to, you can do something else..."

Xia Shihan's face turned even redder. It was true that men would become thick-skinned once they got married. He had never said such things before.

Gu Baiwei stood not far away and watched their sweet interaction. She felt very relieved. She had been worried that her silly son was a dullard without any sense of humor, but she didn't expect that he was quite good at coaxing his wife.

Look how happy my daughter-in-law is. Her face is almost blooming.

I wonder what they are talking about? Why are their faces red?

Just as she was curious, a warm hug suddenly came up to her back.

Shen Yanqing rested his chin on her shoulder, his warm breath burning her ears red: "Weiwei, I'm tired, let's go home."

She hurriedly pushed the person over. Fortunately, it was in the corner and no one noticed her, otherwise it would have been very embarrassing.

"I'll ask the driver to take you back."

"I want to spend time with you tonight..."

Before Shen Yanqing could finish his words, she blocked his mouth and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a wet touch on her palm. Her face suddenly turned red. How could this person...

In the end, Shen Yanqing managed to bring the man back to his villa as he wished.

As soon as you enter, you are pressed against the door, and hot lips come close to you, with an intoxicating scent of alcohol.

Gu Baiwei stretched out her hands to push the person away, but her lips were blocked and her hands were pulled above her head, so she had no way to resist.

"Weiwei, respond to me."

Shen Yanqing whispered against her lips, his voice bewitching.

She raised her head with a mist in her eyes, and her red lips were as delicate and beautiful as flowers that had just absorbed water.

Shen Yanqing's Adam's apple rolled. He held the person firmly in front of him and lowered his head to kiss him.

……

On the third floor of the Golden Eagle Hotel, in the top presidential suite.

The carpet and sofa were littered with messy clothes, and on the big bed, two figures were entangled tightly together.

Ye Yunting vaguely saw Gu Baiwei's shy face, just as charming and lovely as she was on their wedding night.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he turned over and pressed the woman under him, his voice low and hoarse: "Weiwei."

The woman trembled slightly when she heard the name, then she pursed her lips and hugged him tightly, her red lips pressed against his ear: "Yun Ting, it's me."

Ye Yunting's body tensed up for a moment, and he stared at the woman in his arms with drunken eyes: "Weiwei, don't leave me."

He slowly leaned over and kissed her long-awaited lips.

The woman unconsciously clenched her hands into fists, then slowly loosened them. Her eyes stared straight at the swaying lights above her head, and her heart was filled with sadness.

Some people were heartbroken that night, some got what they wanted, and some slept naked all night and almost caught a cold.

The dazzling sunlight shone into the room. The person on the bed slowly opened his eyes. The headache after the hangover made him frown uncomfortably.

Shen Yanqing was woken up by the cold. It was already a bit chilly in the mornings and evenings in early autumn, not to mention that the windows were wide open.

He half-raised himself and found himself naked. The vague memories of last night gradually came back to him. He seemed...

He lowered his eyes and saw that the fabric on the key parts was still there. He breathed a sigh of relief but also felt a little lost in his heart.

Turning around, I saw the little woman next to me with her pink cheek buried in the quilt, her hands hugging the quilt, her cheongsam lifted up because of her movement, one of her long white legs hanging on it, she was sleeping soundly.

Looking at her pink cheeks with a faint blush, his heart moved slightly and he slowly moved closer.

With a "slap", a slap landed hard on his face, and the ambiguous atmosphere was instantly broken.

The woman turned over and muttered softly, "Dang Huang, don't lick me."

Shen Yanqing: "..."

He smiled helplessly and covered her with the quilt, while he sneezed uncontrollably.

He vaguely remembered that this woman helped him take off his dirty clothes last night, and seemed to have wiped his body. At first, she covered herself with the quilt together with him, but after they fell asleep, she took the quilt away and made him cold all night.

He stood up and closed the window, reached out and touched her hair, then went to the cloakroom and casually found clothes to put on.

As soon as I got dressed, there was a knock on the door.

"Sir, the master is coming."

The nanny's voice sounded at the door. Shen Yanqing frowned. What did the old man want to do by coming to see him so early in the morning?

"Got it. I'll be out right away."

He opened the door and went downstairs, and saw Shen Nanshan sitting on the sofa in the living room with his legs crossed, and two muscular bodyguards standing behind him.

Seeing him coming down, Shen Nanshan took off his sunglasses and looked behind him inquiringly, then said with a look of understanding: "You little brat, don't you know how to be gentle the first time?"

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

Shen Nanshan waved at him, and when he sat down beside him, he came over with a gossipy look on his face and lowered his voice: "How is it? You didn't use that thing, did you? When can I hold my grandson?"

"Pfft."

Shen Yanqing spat out all the water he had just drunk, and the nanny immediately stepped forward and cleaned it up quickly.

"What? Didn't you take the person home yesterday? You didn't do anything, did you?"

Shen Nanshan looked disappointed: "Back then, your father, I took your mother down the first time I saw her. But you are so different. You are almost thirty and still haven't had sex."

At this time, there was a noise from upstairs. Shen Yanqing's face changed slightly, and he immediately pushed the person out: "If you have nothing to do, go back to your own home. I have something else to do."

"I won't leave. I'm here to help you bring your wife home."

"Mom just sent me a message about the flight that's coming up soon."

"What? Why should she tell you and not me?"

Shen Nanshan stood up from the sofa and said, "You should seize the opportunity. I'm going to pick up your mother first."

After saying that, he left in a hurry with his bodyguards.

Upstairs, Gu Baiwei heard this as soon as she came downstairs, and looked over in confusion: "What opportunity do you want to seize?"