Chapter 253 Have you thought it through?



In the afternoon, Yuan Siyi came over.

Ye Qingqing pulled her by the hand into the room to have a secret chat, making Song Yun feel itching with curiosity.

Wen Shu, the silly girl, wasn't negatively affected by what happened before.

She was still happily playing motion-sensing games in the living room.

After more than an hour, Yuan Siyi walked out of the room with a blushing face, and Ye Qingqing whispered mysteriously to Song Yun, "Si Yi is staying overnight at the villa tonight."

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"???"

As a healthy adult, Song Yun naturally understood the implications of those words!

So, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation.

Evening came.

As Song Yun was showering, suddenly the door opened.

A draft of cold air blew in, and when he briskly turned his head, he saw Yuan Siyi, wrapped in a bath towel, standing at the door with a shy face.

Song Yun jumped in fright and quickly grabbed a bath towel to wrap around himself, saying, "How did you come in..."

But as she approached the bed, Song Yun suddenly opened his eyes, startling her. She slipped and nearly fell, but Song Yun quickly caught her, wrapping his arms around his wife's waist just in time to avoid disaster.

The commotion naturally woke Yuan Siyi, who opened her eyes to see Ye Qingqing and then shyly ducked under the covers, too embarrassed to face her.

Ye Qingqing let out a wicked giggle and reached her hands towards the covers.

"Ah!"

Yuan Siyi let out a yelp when someone touched her thigh, and Song Yun, powerless against the pregnant woman, could only watch helplessly.

"Alright, enough already. Let's go downstairs for breakfast."

Seeing Yuan Siyi's eyes slightly reddened, as if she might start crying if teased any further, Song Yun quickly intervened to smooth things over.

Ye Qingqing extended her hand with a mischievous smile and then sniffed, saying, "Si Yi, your natural body scent is really nice."

What a hooligan!

Song Yun quickly got dressed and went downstairs, taking Ye Qingqing with him.

More than ten minutes later, Yuan Siyi gingerly came downstairs step by step. When she saw the way everyone was looking at her, she hung her head, wishing she could disappear into the floor.

After breakfast, Song Yun continuously stimulated Yuan Siyi's acupoints with massage techniques, which would help her recover in the shortest time possible.

"Ring, ring, ring~"

His phone rang. Seeing that it was a call from a professional manager inside his own company, Song Yun's expression changed as he answered.