Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

Tong Ruixiao didn't know what she was thinking, nor could he understand why he had turned into various images in her cold eyes.

If one day Tong Ruixiao knew what she was thinking at this moment, he might feel as if he was cut into many halves by a knife, and the pain would be so unbearable that his eyes would turn red.

He just looked at her gently and answered her question: "I came to this place just to buy this painting for you."

Jian Yan hesitated to speak, "I..."

“It’s not something that’s expensive, it’s what you like about it that makes it worth the price.”

Tong Ruixiao's words were just enough to stop her from saying that she didn't really want it that much, otherwise it would be like slapping someone in the face.

She had no choice but to do her best on the surface, "Thank you then."

Return to the villa.

As they walked up the stairs, Tong Ruixiao whispered to her, "I'll go to your room after you wash up."

After saying that, he quickly returned to his room.

Jian Yan stood there in a daze. These words were spoken hastily and with a hint of embarrassment.

She suddenly remembered that he would fulfill his promise to serve her tonight.

She actually forgot about this because of the shock in the auction hall. Tonight was really busy and fulfilling.

Thinking this in her mind, she went back to her room to take a shower.

I didn't expect things to develop to this point...

She thought she was very averse to close contact with people without any emotions, but in that lounge, facing Tong Ruixiao's pleading words, she felt a surge of desire in her heart to see clearly what kind of feelings she had for him.

I thought: It’s not impossible to give it a try.

Yes!

Because the other person was Tong Ruixiao, a hypocritical man but she had seen him remain rational even when he was most angry and in danger, a man she didn't know how to look at, a man whose lower eyelids turned red when he was angry, which somewhat touched upon the hidden habit in her heart.

So, she wanted to see how far he could go.

After taking a bath, Jian Yan leaned against the bed in her pajamas. On the bedside table were three bottles of Pinot Noir and two highball glasses. She was not in a hurry to do anything, just tasting the wine and reading the sociology books in her hands.

There was a knock on the door and she went to open it.

The other party stood in front of her, seeming a little hesitant or wavering. In short, he did not look like his usual calm and composed self.

"You're already hesitant before you even hear my request?" Jian Yan raised his eyebrows, with a hint of contempt in his smile, "Then don't blame me for going out to find someone in the future."

Hearing this, Tong Ruixiao, who was wearing white silk pajamas, walked into the room, leaned her back against the door and closed it.

He looked straight at her without hesitation, "Don't look for anyone else. I can do whatever you ask."

"I have learned everything about it and I don't know which service you need."

Now it was Jian Yan's turn to be stunned. "No wonder you're taking so long, so you're learning on the spot?"

Tong Ruixiao put the small black box on the cabinet, held her left hand and kissed it on her lips, "I have no experience, I can only learn on the spot."

Anyone can talk big, but the truth comes only when it is put into action.

When he bent his head to kiss the wedding ring, his hot breath sprayed on the back of her fingers. Jane Yan felt like an electric current passing from the back of her fingers to her arm, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

She turned her head and her eyes fell on the small box. "You can't use that anymore, right?"

She remembered him saying he had been sterilized.

"I'm afraid you're worried. And I haven't had a recheck in these years, so I'm not sure if there will be any surplus. I can't let you take the risk."

Tong Ruixiao put his hands around her waist and looked down at her, "Can I kiss you?"

"of course."

After she finished speaking, she felt an indescribable throbbing in her heart.

Even kissing had to be asked for permission because it was too gentle and not stimulating enough, but for some reason, it made her feel like she was falling into soft cotton, which was inexplicably pleasant.

This kiss was different from the previous ones, it was extremely gentle.

The soft touch pressed against her, and the tip of his tongue probed in, gently teasing her, making her itchy and unable to help but respond.

She pressed her hand on the back of his neck and kissed him back forcefully.

This posture looked like she was pressing him against the door and kissing him forcefully.

She was used to kissing and being able to take the lead once she wasn't being dominated.

After the kiss, Tong Ruixiao, who proposed to kiss her, was at a disadvantage and could not bear it.

He looked at her with moist eyes, red at the corners of his eyes, and his voice was much hoarse than usual, "You are a good kisser."

Although this was a compliment, there was a hint of jealousy in his breath. His heart felt like it had been corroded by strong acid, and the pain could not be ignored.

You can't learn anything without practice. Good skills only mean that you are familiar with them, and the reason for being familiar with them is self-evident.

"Did you practice with Jian Yao? Or someone else?"

He is so jealous.

"Does it matter? I'm facing you now."

Jian Yan didn't want to go deeper into this topic because the person who helped her improve her kissing skills was Si Yanchen, the person she hated the most.

When the atmosphere is so good, thinking about the past will only spoil the fun.

The man fell silent after hearing this, as if he was using her words to comfort himself.

Jian Yan looked into his eyes, the light reflected from his glasses made his eyes look sharp. The glasses were very gentle and restrained, but they were not suitable to be worn at this time.

She reached out and took it down for him and put it on the cabinet beside her.

He held her wrist, and the light in his deep peach blossom eyes was obviously dulled, "I can't see you clearly this way."

When a myopic person takes off his glasses, the world becomes a blur of colors. His degree of myopia is not too high but he still cannot adapt to it.

She didn't care, "You just need to follow my instructions. It doesn't matter whether you read it or not."

Tong Ruixiao stroked her temples and kissed her eyebrows. His eyes were very gentle and pious, as if he was kissing a god. "Go ahead."

"Kneel down."

His eyes flickered, "What?"

"obedient."

Jane Yan's unquestionable voice reached his ears. He was surprised for a moment, then met her gaze and realized that she was determined to do this.

"It's easy to kneel down for those male waiters, but it's a challenge to your dignity. Mr. Tong, you are in a high position and you can't do such a thing."

"Now I'm giving you a chance to leave. Just turn around and leave. Don't worry about me from now on. We will live in peace."

Jian Yan went to pour a glass of red wine and gave him time to open the door and leave.

But unexpectedly, the next moment he knelt down on the thick carpet.

Tong Ruixiao looked up at her figure walking towards him with a wine glass in hand, and explained softly: "I hesitated not because of dignity, but because I thought this was different from what I just learned."

He was only facing her, not doing this in public, so it had nothing to do with his dignity.

Jian Yan looked down at him with interest. He had a good posture and his back was straight even when he was kneeling on the ground, which made people want to bend it for him.

She laughed. "Different? Tell me what you learned just now."