Chapter 169: Haven't Had Enough of Kissing?

Hearing these words, Shen Qingyi skipped a half-beat in her heart. Feeling somewhat uncomfortable under Lu Yan's intense gaze, she turned her face away and said in a soft voice, "I know."

The sight of her lowering her gaze and speaking softly made Lu Yan feel the urge to kiss her again. Remembering her mention of a "punishment," his Adam's apple bobbed, but he ultimately held back.

That punishment was truly agonizing.

He lifted her down from the desk and said, "Alright, let's go find the manuscripts."

Shen Qingyi took the keys out of her bag, unlocked the suitcase, retrieved the blue-covered notebook, and handed it to Lu Yan, saying, "This is the one."

Lu Yan took it, opened it, and quickly flipped through the pages.

Seeing his brows slightly furrowed and his thin lips pressed into a tight, straight line, Shen Qingyi asked nervously, "What is this?"

He closed the notebook with a snap. "It's an experimental result."

The location of the experiment was abroad, and the data records looked more like the operation and experimentation of two people.

"Is it very important?"

Lu Yan nodded. "Yes!"

He had wanted to explain further, but the memory of the look of shock and horror on her face when she saw Wang Mingyi's suicide on television made him swallow the rest of his words.

He tucked the manuscript back into the inner pocket of his trench coat.

Seeing that the task was done, Shen Qingyi tidied the other book manuscripts in the suitcase, stood up, and said, "Let's go!"

With that, she began to close the windows, draw the curtains, and inspect the house inside and out. Reaching the front door and seeing that Lu Yan still hadn't come out, she walked back to the room and asked, "Why aren't you moving?"

As soon as she asked, she saw him looking at her with a burning, hesitant gaze, leaning against the desk behind him with his hands loosely braced behind him.

Shen Qingyi understood. Yet, with this strange demeanor of his, and without taking the initiative, what was he trying to convey?

Realizing she was leaving tomorrow, Shen Qingyi didn't want to try guessing his little thoughts and walked over to him.

Lu Yan hurriedly stood up straight, his Adam's apple bobbing, and was greeted by her embrace.

She stood on tiptoe, raised her chin, and only managed to kiss his chin. How awkward...

Seeing that he didn't accommodate her height at all, she wondered if she had misinterpreted his intentions. Suddenly, Shen Qingyi felt that her move was both awkward and overly sentimental.

Never mind, misinterpretation it was. He was her husband anyway; it neither violated morality nor broke the law. She was not someone prone to excessive self-consumption over trivial matters.

In this regard, she was the exact opposite of Lu Yan. In major matters, Lu Yan exercised absolute control and never hesitated.

Yet when it came to Shen Qingyi, he had no idea what to do. He always exhausted every possible means of cautiously testing and verifying before daring to be the slightest bit presumptuous with her.

Her passing remark about "punishment" yesterday was firmly etched in his mind, but even so, he couldn't help but second-guess.

If it was what she wanted, then perhaps he wouldn't be considered out of line.

Just as Shen Qingyi lowered her heels and turned to leave, her feet suddenly left the floor as he lifted her up again. In a flash, the man scooped her up and settled her into his lap in a bashful posture.

Sitting facing him, her legs were forced apart. His large hands circled her waist, and he lowered his head, his breath hot and heavy. "You can reach me now."

Shen Qingyi: !!!

She was not a coy person. Raising her head, she pressed her lips against his, gently and softly nibbling and lingering at the edges of his mouth. Lu Yan's brain short-circuited slightly; the inability to respond felt like tens of thousands of ants biting him all over—both agonizing and pleasurable.

He couldn't help tilting his head back slightly. Shen Qingyi thought he was acting really strange today. Although they hadn't been intimate many times, whenever she responded in the past, he would become forceful and wild.

She could still feel his utmost restraint, but it was nothing like the heavy suppression of today.

Yet he was extremely cooperative. Wherever Shen Qingyi kissed him, he would lean that part of himself closer.

He was astonishingly obedient and abnormally gentle.

直到她感到小腹某处被顶住…… (Translation: Until she felt something pressing against her lower abdomen...)

It was then that she panicked, stopped her movements, pushed Lu Yan away, and jumped down from his lap.

Feeling his body suddenly lighten, Lu Yan snapped back to reality, acutely aware of what his wife was afraid of.

He hurriedly stood up and grabbed her wrist. "I'll change."

Confused, Shen Qingyi looked at his sincere and urgent attitude and asked with a smile, "Change what?"

Lu Yan pressed his lips together. "To become gentler."

Every single accusation she had leveled at him yesterday had been engraved in his heart.

Shen Qingyi burst into laughter. She hadn't even made such a demand. "You're fine just the way you are! Don't listen to Caiqing; she watches too much television and comes up with unrealistic ideas."

Lu Yan was stunned, realizing that his wife had not a shred of memory of what she had said last night.

Just as Lu Yan was about to say something else, Shen Qingyi glanced at her watch. "Hurry back. I need to go to sleep early today."

Seeing him dawdling, she thought of An'an—he acted the exact same way whenever his small demands weren't met and he was too proud to ask outright.

Honestly, coaxing these two males was quite exhausting. It was fine to have to guess and coax them, but sometimes their thought processes were completely different from everyone else's.

"Haven't you had enough kisses?" Shen Qingyi asked him.

Lu Yan nodded. "Yes!"

Shen Qingyi understood. She hadn't expected him to be even easier to guess than An'an. She walked over and said, "Then come here!"

Lu Yan thought to himself: This was requested by his wife herself.

He walked over, and sensing his wife's gaze drop to his waist, he said in a warm voice, "As long as you don't want it, I can control it."

As he spoke, his arms wrapped around her, pulling her into his embrace. Lowering his head, he pressed his forehead against hers. Shen Qingyi felt his presence—overbearing and filled with absolute aggression—instantly drowning her breath, much like a beast about to break through its shackles.

Yet when the kiss finally landed, it was an extremely restrained gentleness, heavy with lingering attachment and deep cherishing...

Shen Qingyi was melted by his dense barrage of kisses, from the corners of her lips to her brows and eyes, as if he could never get enough.

After a long while, he finally stopped, buried her head against his chest, and waited for his breathing to steady before speaking. "Don't find a lawyer in Pengcheng. Just bring Mom over."

"Why?" Shen Qingyi asked him.

"I'll have someone find one for you here."

If it were just a matter of bringing Han Lanzhi back, it would take at most a week round trip, but finding a lawyer was an indefinite task.

He didn't want to be separated from her for too long.

Shen Qingyi thought for a moment and said, "Alright!"

Public opinion had already reversed; those high-profile lawyers in Kyoto should no longer refuse to take her father's case, especially with Lu Yan stepping in.

"Don't go looking for He Xiangcao," Lu Yan emphasized again.

He had explained the reasons to her last time, and she understood.

"Alright!" Shen Qingyi obediently agreed.

After a moment of silence, Lu Yan quietly added, "Can you stop working at the Xia family's place?"

It took Shen Qingyi a short while to understand what Lu Yan meant. He still cared after all. She explained, "When I brought up the divorce, I was just angry with you. Xia Xiyue and I have nothing going on. Besides the Xia family, where else could I find such a suitable job?

Besides, their family took care of me and An'an for so many years; I can't just quit and walk away like that.

Moreover, given the Xia family's social standing, it is definitely not a place a married woman with a child could ever enter.

I have An'an; how could I possibly throw myself into the fire like a moth to a flame for such an unreachable dream?

You're so smart, you should be able to figure that out.

And as for Xia Xiyue, if you actually understood him, you wouldn't think that way at all."