Wen Yan was caught off guard, her body falling forward, her hands braced against the man's firm, robust chest.
The man's warm breath fell on the top of her head, and she could clearly smell his clean, intoxicating scent.
The neckline of Wen Yan's dress was a bit low. Lying on him like this, he only needed to glance down to catch a glimpse of the view inside her collar.
[Ah, luckily I've been eating papayas every day lately. I should have grown into the big-chested girl he likes, right?]
[This dog man pulled me into his arms. Is he losing control, wanting to do it with me?]
[Dabai, Dabai, if he goes straight to doing it with me, will the aversion value drop to zero and the favorability value shoot straight to 100?]
If that were the case, even sacrificing her purity wouldn't matter much.
Anyway, having lived two lifetimes, she still hadn't experienced what the joys of intimacy felt like!
[Host, based on the current situation, the target you're trying to win over would, at most, be interested in your body, not your heart!]
Wen Yan's expression shifted slightly.
[Body, not heart? Ugh, what a deadbeat scumbag!]
Si Moyan watched the woman with her rich internal monologue, his deep, dark eyes narrowing slightly. His long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles brushed near the corner of her eye. "Don't misunderstand, I just saw you had some sleep in your eye here."
???
Wen Yan's face was a picture of utter confusion.
She quickly reached up to touch the corner of her eye and felt a small glittery speck.
"What sleep? It's clearly a star-shaped glitter. Besides, how would sleep get all the way to the corner of the eye?"
She glared at him, her expression unconsciously alluring, more captivating and radiant than peach blossoms in spring.
Si Moyan, utterly lacking in romance, directly picked off the glitter.
Wen Yan, "..."
[Why are his hands so darn itchy?]
[Quick, hand me my 40-meter-long broadsword to chop off this Xiu'er's hands!]
While internally ranting like crazy, she dared not show a hint of dissatisfaction on her face.
Her red lips curved slightly, her voice soft and coquettish as she asked, "Husband, you pulled me into your arms just to pick sleep out of my eye?"
The man looked at her charming, flirtatious appearance, his cold, pale, sharp Adam's apple bobbing slightly. "What else did you think?"
Dissatisfied, Wen Yan became even more seductive. "I thought you wanted to kiss me!"
Si Moyan's long, slender fingers pinched her chin, his narrow, dark eyes settling on her alluring, crimson lips.
A flicker of complexity and something inscrutable passed through his eyes.
For an injury involving tendons and bones, it takes at least a hundred days to recover.
But ever since he let her kiss him last time, his leg didn't seem to hurt much anymore.
Recently, after removing the cast, he could move freely.
He wondered if, after kissing her, injured areas would heal faster?
Although it seemed far-fetched, given that he, his younger siblings, and his grandfather could all hear her thoughts, what was impossible?
This woman was more extraordinary than he had imagined.
Seeing Si Moyan's pitch-black eyes fixed intently on her red lips, Wen Yan unconsciously swallowed.
Although this cold, unromantic dog man was annoying, she had to admit his looks were absolutely flawless.
His handsome, sharply defined features, his angular contours, his high-bridged nose, and below it, his sexy, tempting thin lips the color of light crimson.
They looked very kissable.
Wen Yan felt a bit of an itch.
Was he going to kiss her or not?
If not, she was going to take advantage of him herself.
The man's gaze towards her deepened a few shades. "You want me to kiss you?"
Wen Yan mentally clicked her tongue.
[Wow, the dog man is making progress. He even knows how to flirt a little now.]
[But he's a little virgin chick. Does he even know how to kiss?]
Si Moyan's handsome face darkened a few shades.
Haven't seen a pig run, but haven't eaten pork either?
Just as the man's long fingers pinched Wen Yan's chin and his thin lips prepared to move closer to hers, a voice suddenly came from the doorway—
"Big brother, big sister-in-law, I'm here!"
As Si Jingyi pushed open the hospital room door and saw the intimate couple on the bed, he awkwardly rubbed his nose. "Did I come at a bad time, interrupting your fun?"
Si Moyan's face was dark and stormy, his gaze towards Si Jingyi like poisoned arrows.
Si Jingyi grinned. "Should I leave then?"
Wen Yan climbed off the man's chest. She glanced at Si Jingyi at the door. "No interruption. Perfect timing, actually. I just bought your big brother a new outfit. What do you think, does it look good?"
Si Moyan's expression was impassive. "You bought it for me. Why ask him?"
Wen Yan took out a black V-neck silk shirt and sapphire blue trousers from the bag.
"Hahaha, sister-in-law, I dare guarantee Big Brother won't wear it. But I'm different. I'd look better in it than Big Brother."
Wen Yan nodded thoughtfully. "True, it would have more flair on someone with a bit more... flamboyance."
"Sister-in-law, should I go try it on for you to see?"
Si Moyan coldly snapped, "Get lost."
He got up from the hospital bed, took the clothes from Wen Yan, and with a frosty expression, walked into the bathroom.
Si Jingyi winked at Wen Yan. "Sister-in-law, how's my reverse psychology?"
Wen Yan gave Si Jingyi a thumbs-up. "Brilliant."
"Oh, right, sister-in-law, tomorrow Wen Yirheng is signing the contract with that rotten seed, Shao Xue."
Wen Yan carelessly raised an eyebrow. "What's to fear? Tomorrow we'll take Shao Ning to the scene to expose her true colors."
And, by the way, go check out the juiciest gossip about the Shao family.
Si Jingyi's peach-blossom eyes instantly lit up.
Just how explosive is the Shao family's most explosive melon? Damn, he wants to hear it right now!
A short while later, the man, now dressed in the new clothes, walked out of the bathroom.
Usually, Si Moyan wore only black or white, rarely any other colors.
The black V-neck silk shirt revealed his collarbone and a small part of his chest. The shirt was tucked into the waistband of the trousers, showcasing his typical broad shoulders and narrow waist. His long legs in the sapphire blue trousers were simply out of this world.
[Lust is taking over. What should I do? I want to jump him right now.]
Si Jingyi covered a light cough with his fist.
Sister-in-law, can you be a little more reserved?
Si Moyan was the tallest among the Si brothers, nearly 190 cm. He stood before Wen Yan, one hand casually in his pocket. "Satisfied?"
Wen Yan nodded instantly. "Not bad, not bad. Your wife has excellent taste."
[As long as the cannon fodder is good-looking, morals follow looks.]
[What a pity, he's a short-lived ghost.]
Si Moyan, "..."
Wen Yan took out her phone and stood at a distance to take a few photos of Si Moyan.
"Husband, can I send these to the family group chat?"
Upon hearing this, Si Jingyi immediately added Wen Yan to the small group consisting of the six siblings and Grandpa Si, and even transferred the group ownership to Wen Yan.
Wen Yan sent the photo of Si Moyan in the sapphire blue trousers.
Grandpa Si was the first to reply: [Oh my, even through the screen I can feel my iceberg of a grandson peacocking.]
A smile spread across Wen Yan's lips. She was just about to reply to Grandpa Si when she suddenly saw a notification.
Fourth Brother Si Luochen has left the group chat.
Wen Yan, "..."
After being kidnapped and having his leg injured as a child, Si Luochen became lame.
His relationship with the family was rather distant.
After the original host married Si Moyan, he had only returned to the Si home once.
The original host greeted him, but he responded with a gloomy, cold stare. Angered, the original host called him "little gimp."
After that, the two never spoke another word.
Wen Yan remembered that to reduce the loathing value, she still needed Si Luochen to add her on WeChat. She checked the gossip system.
"Oh no, oh no, oh no! That yandere Si Luochen is about to suffer a major calamity!"
Si Moyan and Si Jingyi both jolted in shock.
