CH 20.1

The bright moonlight shone through the transparent glass and hit the ground, shattering into a million pieces and causing the ground to be covered in silver light. In this harmonious light, one could vaguely see the two people cuddled together on the bed.

Yisheng held onto her pajamas that were slipping down tightly, her cleavage was already showing. She closed her eyes slightly and accepted Song Anchen’s forceful kiss. She gave a slight hum, her reddened face filled with shyness.

Song Anchen gently caressed her body, his dexterous hand moving about her body. He did not pull off her pajamas that were in danger of falling off. Instead, he lightly touched the parks of Yisheng’s body that were exposed. He knew which parts were very sensitive for women, and every time he touched her, Yisheng would tremble.

Song Anchen pecked Yisheng’s small mouth before letting her go in satisfaction. He even very thoughtfully raised up his hand and helped Yisheng put on the part of Yisheng’s outfit that had already fallen almost all the way down.

When her clothes were finally returned to how it was before, Yisheng had wanted to push him away and jump off the bed, getting as far away as possible from this sly animal. However, he reached out and grabbed her back, trapping her in his embrace again. Then, he squinted, his smile innocent, “I’m sorry, I could not hold myself back.”

Yisheng glared angrily. She was angry, but not at Song Anchen. She was angry at herself. Why was she so weak? As soon as she was provoked by him, she completely lost herself. She had no ability to resist him, and even wanted more?

Song Anchen pulled her into his embrace lightly. On this bright and cool night, he had a strange feeling from deep within his heart. The person in his embrace was the person who had often made him lose sleep for the past few years.

“Yisheng, I miss you so much,” Song Anchen said in a low voice as he buried his head in her neck, murmuring the words that he had always wanted to say.

Yisheng, who was distracted and thinking about random things did not hear, and asked, “What did you just say?”

Song Anchen smiled bitterly, his slightly sad eyes instantly becoming mischievous, “Nothing much, I just really want to eat you up.”

Her face turned red and she pushed him away, rejecting him. However, Song Anchen kept hugging her stubbornly, a little tired, “Be good, let me hug you, let me have a proper sleep for one night,” His voice became weaker and weaker, and it had the sort of feeling of being too tired. Yisheng no longer moved about, staying properly in Song Anchen’s embrace, in a daze.

The two of them lay in bed, not moving. Suddenly, it became so quiet in the large house that one could even hear the sound of their breathing. Even a slight movement from Yisheng caused the hand on her waist to tighten, he was very alert. She pursed her lips, all she wanted was to change her posture. It was not like she was going to escape.

She positioned herself properly, closing her eyes. However, as soon as she closed her eyes, she fell asleep. Yisheng was the kind of person who would not wake up even if there was thunder. Only when Song Anchen heard a slight snore from his chest did his rigid body finally relax. He loosened the arm he used to restrict her movements, his bright starry eyes were like the milky way, shining with all kinds of lights. But the light from his eyes only shone on one person’s face, full of gentleness, full of obsession that a man felt when looking at his woman.

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She woke up, scared awake by the sudden feeling of something flowing. She sat up, opening her eyes and looking at the wide bedroom. Song Anchen was no longer next to her. She was stunned and looked at the clock on the bedside table. The hour hand was just pointing at six.

It was so early? Yisheng had originally wanted to continue lying down and take a nap. However, she felt that something was wrong. The flow just now, was there too much blood? Her face became pale, and she moved aside the white sheets and took a look. After that, she stiffened and her lips turned pale.

On the very clean sheets, there was a bit of red! This bit of red was too obvious. She instantly jumped off the bed. Suddenly, she felt like the world was ending. She had ruined such a good set of sheets. She rushed downstairs and saw Song Anchen leaning on the stove, his eyes staring at the microwave that was being used. There was a ‘ding’, and he stood up to take out the item in the microwave. It turned out that he was heating up milk. He carried the milk and saw Yisheng, who was standing there dumbly. He could not help but smile and say, “You woke up so early?”

“You’re up very early as well,” Yisheng pursed her lips, feeling a little too embarrassed to tell him about how she had stained his snow-white bedsheets red. Song Anchen carried the milk to the dining table. Breakfast was already laid out, and it was the classic Western breakfast, bread, milk, cheese, and fried eggs.

“Come over and eat. We have to go to work later.”

“Oh,” Yisheng walked over and sat down. The two of them started to eat at the same time. This breakfast was eaten in complete silence. Yisheng wanted to open her mouth a few times, but kept getting stopped by Song Anchen’s expressionless face and was unable to bring herself to speak.

After they finished eating their breakfast with much difficulty and Song Anchen stood up to clear the table, Yisheng had to pick up her courage to tell Song Anchen, “The bedsheets are red.”

Song Anchen stopped moving for a moment, then tilted his head to look at her. She gritted her teeth, her face already completely red, “I moved about too much in my sleep and accidentally caused the bedsheets to be stained red.”

“It’s fine,” Song Anchen replied mildly, then turned around to wash the bowls.

Yisheng was surprised by his unflustered reaction. This man seemed to not mind such awkward matters at all. Could it have been due to his training as a doctor?

Song Anchen finished washing his bowl and walked to the living room to pick up his phone and call a number, “Hello, is this Bai Wu Dry Cleaner? Please come to 502, Building A, Unit 1, I have clothes to wash,” Song Anchen hung up the phone and walked towards Yisheng, pulling her to his side and turning her around in a circle. He smiled slightly, “Fortunately, you didn’t stain your pajamas.”

“Whose pajamas are these?” Yisheng asked in a small voice.

“Yours.”

“Ah?” Yisheng was stunned, finding it slightly unbelievable. Song Anchen ignored how shocked she was and raised his hand to look at his watch. “You can go tidy up first, we have to go to work.”

Yisheng nodded her head and went to the washroom to tidy up. Song Anchen looked at Yisheng’s back, his lips curved with an intriguing smile.