Deliberately seduce

I have to admit that Zhou Shiyin's craftsmanship is really amazing.

Jiang Yunmu's attention was all attracted by this bowl of seafood porridge.

The thickness of the seafood porridge in front of me is just right, and the fishy smell has been covered up by simply using white pepper and finely shredded ginger. Looks appetizing, but...

"Why is there only a small bowl?" Jiang Yunmu looked at Zhou Shiyin, pouted aggrievedly.

Zhou Shiyin: "Eat in moderation, otherwise it will increase the burden on the stomach."

Jiang Yunmu blinked his eyes, feeling pitiful: "It's been so hard these days that I can't eat anything, I finally got a little appetite..."

When speaking, I also squeezed out a tear or two very naturally.

"Eat these, and I'll serve you another bowl." Zhou Shiyin finally compromised.

"Okay." Jiang Yunmu's face immediately changed from cloudy to sunny, holding a white porcelain bowl and eating with relish.

Seeing her eating so deliciously, Zhou Shiyin couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

After dinner, Zhou Shiyin washed the dishes in the kitchen, while Jiang Yunmu went back to his room.

Taking out the dress from the suitcase, Jiang Yunmu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a meaningful flash of light flashed in his eyes.

When Zhou Shijie tidied up the kitchen in an orderly manner.

"Zhou Shiyin..."

Jiang Yunmu's voice came from behind.

He turned his head in response, and the moment he saw Jiang Yunmu, he couldn't help but stop breathing for a second.

At this time, Jiang Yunmu's body was covered with dampness that had just come out of the bathroom, holding the towel wrapped in wet hair with one hand, and wearing a silk nightdress.

The bright red color makes her skin extraordinarily fair, and it also has a light pink after bathing. The silk material is close to the graceful curve, and the slightly short skirt reveals her slender legs.

Zhou Shiyin stared at her, his Adam's apple slid up and down.

Jiang Yunmu slowly walked in front of Zhou Shiyin, taking into account all his reactions.

"Where is the hair dryer, I didn't find it." She asked solemnly.

Zhou Shiyin quickly glanced away and stopped looking at her: "In the bathroom of the master bedroom."

"I'm not very familiar with your family." Jiang Yunmu looked at him, "Can you take me to find it?"

Zhou Shiyin didn't speak, but went straight to the master bedroom.

Jiang Yunmu quickly followed behind him.

"Here..." Zhou Shiyin took out a hair dryer from the cabinet and just turned around, unexpectedly, Jiang Yunmu followed too closely and bumped into her accidentally.

Jiang Yunmu staggered back a step, only to feel a tightness around her waist, and one hand firmly supported her waist, preventing her from falling.

Zhou Shiyin held the hair dryer in one hand, and put the other around Jiang Yunmu's waist.

From a close distance, she could clearly see the strange emotion in his amber eyes that he was trying to hide.

Before Zhou Shiyin could speak, Jiang Yunmu directly raised his hand and pulled off the towel that wrapped his hair. His long wet hair fell down on Zhou Shiyin's hand on Jiang Yunmu's waist, with a slightly cool and moist touch .

Zhou Shiyin's fingertips couldn't help trembling slightly.

"My hands are inconvenient, can you blow my hair for a while?" Jiang Yunmu showed the hand that had been hanging by his side in Zhou Shiyin's line of sight. The stuck needle on it was particularly conspicuous. Use one hand, it's so sore right now..."

He obviously didn't say any ambiguous words, but that soft voice was like a feather falling in his heart, scratching his heartstrings seemingly without a trace.

Zhou Shiyin lowered his eyes, forcefully suppressing the dark emotions that kept clamoring and surging up in his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, he managed to maintain his usual flat tone: "Sit down."

The bathroom is too slippery, afraid that she will fall while standing.

Jiang Yunmu raised his eyebrows, and stared at him with burning eyes: "Where are you sitting?"

As soon as the words fell, she only felt the hand on her waist suddenly tightened, holding her feet off the ground.

There was a whirl around.

In the next second, she was placed on the sink.

Zhou Shiyin was still afraid that she would catch a cold, so he pulled a towel under her while hugging her.

The nightdress was too short, and it moved up a little when sitting on the sink, exposing a large area of ​​skin.

But the person concerned didn't seem to care, his slender legs were dangling in the air, and his smooth white knees were covered with powder.

Before she could speak, Zhou Shiyin took another towel from the shelf and covered her lap to cover the spring scenery, and then he was able to calmly raise his hand to tidy up her wet hair.

"Zhou Shiyin...it's wet here." Jiang Yunmu pointed to his sleeve in surprise.

The wet hair wet the sleeves of his shirt, sticking to the skin of his arm.

Zhou Shiyin pursed his lips and did not speak.

Jiang Yunmu looked at him solemnly: "Let me roll up your sleeves for you." After speaking, he raised his hand to untie the cuff buttons, and then carefully folded the soaked sleeves to the elbows layer by layer.

The skin under the sleeves is cold white, and the blue blood vessels gushing out under the smooth lines are looming, which is both cool and hot.

It really is Mr. Zhou who is duplicity in appearance.

Jiang Yunmu looked up at him.

Zhou Shiyin staggered her eyes, then turned on the hair dryer, fixed his eyes on the top of her head, and carefully helped her dry her hair.

Seeing that he was embarrassed but still restrained from blowing her hair, Jiang Yunmu couldn't help but curled the corners of his lips and stopped teasing him.

She sat obediently and closed her eyes enjoying herself.

Until she felt the touch of her fingertips passing through her hair, she opened her eyes suddenly as if thinking of something.

"Zhou Shiyin..." Jiang Yunmu grabbed his hand that ran through her hair, "You came here that night, didn't you?"

Although it is an interrogative sentence, the tone is more affirmative.

Zhou Shiyin's hand paused for a moment, and continued to blow her hair: "What?"

"My first night in the hospital." Jiang Yunmu thought about it carefully, besides dreaming about him that day, there was also...

"And the night when Fang Zhiyi and I went drinking."

Zhou Shiyin's fingertips gripping the hair dryer gradually tightened.

A thoughtful light flashed quickly in Jiang Yunmu's eyes.

"The home lover broke out so suddenly, but Director Zhang was able to come up with a solution in such a short period of time. Unless it was planned from the beginning, it was absolutely impossible to do it, and why did Han Xiaozhou shoot it so coincidentally?" Evidence that Director Zhang secretly changed the material list..."

After connecting all the things that happened recently, the thinking in the brain became very clear in an instant.

"All of this is your handwriting."

She slowly said the conclusion she had reached in her heart, and stared straight at him, her clear eyes seemed to be able to see through all the cover-ups he tried so hard.

"You deliberately created an incident about the quality of Home Lover's products, and you deliberately quarreled with me, just to help Director Zhang to the position of vice president and attract everyone's attention."

When she said this, her eyes narrowed slightly: "You plotted against Director Zhang."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhou Shiyin turned off the hair dryer abruptly, and the surroundings fell into silence for an instant.

The blow-dried hair was let down softly, and a strand fell on her lips.

"Zhou Shiyin?" Jiang Yunmu looked at him suspiciously, only to see that the gloomy expression in his eyes was like a raging undercurrent, "You..."

All the voices behind were drowned in the sudden kiss.