jdhmnovel Chapter 157 Romantic Relationships Between Husband and Wife
Chapter 157 Romantic Relationships Between Husband and Wife
Chapter 157 The Fun Between Husband and Wife
"Ruowei..." Zhou Xinyu called Xue Ruowei's name again, then reached out and cupped her face, lowering his head to kiss her lips.
In the midst of a passionate kiss, Zhou Xinyu pulled away Xue Ruowei's hand that was holding the bath towel, peeled it off inch by inch, and gently laid her down on the bed...
Zhou's mother was furious because she couldn't get through to her son's cell phone or Xue Ruowei's cell phone.
She had always known that her son was somewhat rebellious, but she never expected him to be this rebellious, to the point that he dared to turn off his phone.
If she had known this would happen, she would have prevented him from going out after dinner.
What to do now?
She had already made arrangements with the Lu family; if her son refused to come, the marriage would be ruined.
The Lu family and the Zhou family are a good match. Lu Zhilei is well-educated, generous, and knows how to do business. She is exactly the kind of daughter-in-law she wants.
She must hold onto such a good daughter-in-law for her son and the Zhou family.
We can't let this marriage fall through like this.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhou's mother nudged Zhou's father, who was sitting beside her and was equally angry, and said, "Why don't we call Young Master Ye?"
"I wouldn't dare. If you want to hit someone, you can do it yourself." Zhou's father refused without even thinking.
Although Yan Ye was a good friend of their son, he was not on the same level as them, and he was aloof, so they dared not bother him casually.
“You old man…” Zhou’s mother glared angrily.
Although Zhou's mother was angry that Zhou's father didn't dare to call Yan Ye, she also understood.
With just over ten minutes left until the agreed time, the Lu family's people wouldn't arrive early, but they also wouldn't be more than five minutes late.
Now that they were already sitting in the coffee shop, it was too late to rush to Starry Night Pavilion and kidnap that rebellious son.
The only option was to call Yan Ye.
After glaring angrily at her husband for a long time, Zhou's mother opened her contacts and found the phone number she had never called.
Looking at that phone number, Zhou's mother's heart pounded wildly; she was extremely nervous.
After taking a deep breath, she pressed the dial button with trembling hands, then held the phone to her ear, nervously waiting for the other party to answer.
But to her surprise, Yan Ye didn't answer her calls.
She didn't know if it was her son who wouldn't let her pick him up, or if the other party simply didn't want to.
Zhou's mother slowly put down her phone and sat down at the coffee table, sighing.
Yan Ye didn't answer Zhou's mother's call because he had left his phone in the bedroom and didn't have it with him.
Only after embracing the woman who had finally forgiven him, and returning to the bedroom in high spirits, and after taking a shower, did Yan Ye pick up his phone to check it, only then did he see the missed calls.
He didn't recognize his mother's phone number, and unless there were special circumstances, he generally didn't answer calls from unknown numbers.
Therefore, after glancing at her, Yan Ye put down his phone, a smile playing on his lips, and strode over to the beautiful woman who was opening her wardrobe, preparing to get her clothes to take a shower.
Yan Ye walked over, grabbed Yue Yirou, and began to take advantage of her.
"Go away, I haven't showered yet." Yue Yirou pushed him helplessly.
He didn't push him away, but Yan Ye did behave himself.
Seeing that Yan Ye was no longer causing trouble, Yue Yirou ignored him and reached into the wardrobe to take out a rather conservative nightgown.
But as soon as it was taken out of the closet, someone suddenly reached out and snatched it away, throwing it back inside.
Then, she saw someone's hand fall on a sheer nightgown.
"Yi Rou, wear this kind of nightgown from now on, it's cooler." Yan Ye took out the sheer nightgown and put it in her hands.
Yue Yirou: "..."
Is it just because it's cool?
This man!
She had worn this style of nightgown once before, but at that time he mistakenly thought she was pregnant and that wearing such a transparent nightgown would make him lose control, so he forbade her to wear it. Now, however, he personally took it out and insisted that she wear it.
What do you mean?
Even a fool could understand.
She doesn't want it.
He was already eyeing her like a wolf even when she was dressed conservatively; if she wore a nightgown like that, he would definitely torment her so much that she wouldn't be able to get out of bed.
I won't wear it, I absolutely won't wear it, I will never wear it.
"No." Yue Yirou turned around and threw the nightgown to the man behind her, then picked up the nightgown she had been holding earlier and walked towards the bathroom.
But Yan Ye stopped him.
Yan Ye snatched the nightgown from her hand and threw it back into the closet, then shoved the nightgown from his hand into hers.
Yue Yirou was a little angry: "Yan Ye, do you want to start a fight again?"
"Yi Rou, this is called romance, romance between husband and wife." Yan Ye held her hand, not allowing her to throw away her nightgown.
What nonsense about romance! He clearly has ulterior motives.
"I won't wear it, Yan Ye. I don't want to argue with you. Let go of me." Yue Yirou said, barely suppressing her anger.
"Yi Rou, I want to see it, so please wear it for me." Yan Ye started her coquettish and clingy mode.
Yue Yirou: "..."
How can he be so shameless?
We've forgiven him, so why is he still acting like a shameless rogue?
Do you still want to live a normal life?
"Yi Rou, just wear it for him to see. He's your husband. It's only natural for a wife to wear something for her husband."
"I won't wear it, I won't wear it, I just won't wear it, Yan Ye, if you keep doing this, you'll be sleeping on the sofa tonight." It's infuriating, and they think it's perfectly justified.
"Yi Rou, I'm your husband, so of course I have to sleep in the same bed with you. Why would I sleep on the sofa?" Yan Ye said with a flattering look.
"It's perfectly justified for a wife to punish her husband by making him sleep on the sofa."
Yan Ye: "..."
Oh well, whatever she wears, it doesn't matter. Anyway, she'll have to take her clothes off eventually.
Yan Ye released his grip on Yue Yirou's hand.
Yue Yirou glared at him, then put the sheer nightgown back in the closet and picked up the one she had been wearing earlier, heading towards the bathroom.
This time, Yan Ye didn't stop her. However, before she entered the bathroom and closed the door, his voice came: "Yi Rou, just take a quick shower. I don't mind."
Yue Yirou: "..."
After closing the bathroom door, Yue Yirou looked at herself in the mirror and sighed repeatedly.
What happened to her?
You've already made up your mind not to give Yan Ye any hope, so why can't you do it?
Can she and Yan Ye really live a good life together?
Having already taken a shower before dinner, Yue Yirou didn't stand under the showerhead again this time, but instead planned to take a bath.
After filling the bathtub with water, Yue Yirou added a few drops of lavender essential oil before taking off her clothes and stepping inside.
In terms of living conditions, she really lacked nothing at Xingye Pavilion, as Yan Ye prepared many luxury items for her.
There are all kinds of high-end cosmetics, designer bags, shoes, clothes, jewelry and so on.
They even set aside a room specifically to store these things.
Of all the things he prepared for her, her favorite were the essential oils.
The hot spring pool has been rebuilt. When she doesn't want to go to the hot spring room, she soaks in various essential oil baths in the bathroom, which can also relieve fatigue, moisturize the skin, and regulate her mood.
While soaking, Yue Yirou used a towel to scoop up water and wash the skin that wasn't wet, especially the areas with hickeys.
As long as Yan Ye doesn't touch her again tonight, the hickeys on her body should fade away by tomorrow.