Married To The Male Lead’s Paranoid Uncle

9.

Shiyin was already in his heart at this time.

What did she do last night? Why didn't the person open his eyes in Zhou Chengyuan's arms and put his hand on his waist? ? ?

Just hug it, just put it through the bathrobe. When did you untie the band of the bathrobe when you stepped on the horse?

Shiyin met Zhou Chengyuan's smiling eyes as soon as he opened his eyes, and then realized that his hands were directly on the man's abdominal muscles.

Um? ? ?

Shi Yin touched it in disbelief, still couldn't believe it, lowered his head and looked over...

Oh, the ribs muscles.

No wonder she doesn't feel right.

call…

Shi Yin sighed inwardly.

She just said, how can a person who is dying ill have abdominal muscles.

When Shi Yin's belly was slandering, Zhou Chengyuan twitched his mouth, and his voice was slightly dumb as he had just woke up early in the morning. He whispered, "How long do you want to touch Yinyin?"

Shiyin suddenly realized that his hand was still on the person's body and hadn't taken it away, and he blushed, and instantly raised his hand to hide behind.

However, her wrist was grabbed by Zhou Chengyuan.

The man took her hand and let her small paw touch her body again. Shiyin opened her eyes in shock and stared at him in panic. Zhou Chengyuan smiled very softly, and the words were a little bit delicate and charming, especially Hooker: "Touch it again."

Time tone: "..."

Why can you say such shameless words so calmly?

She kept struggling, trying to let him let go of her hand, but Shiyin didn't expect that the man's strength was so strong that she couldn't make it.

This surprised her a bit. He thought he had little strength. Now it seems that men are inherently superior in strength.

Her fingertips had to touch his body and scratched his skin everywhere.

Shi Yin frowned slightly, pretending to be hurt by his wrist, and whispered: "Yeah!"

Then he said grotesquely: "You hurt me."

Zhou Chengyuan seemed to be very excited, with the excitement of the bloodthirsty beast in his eyes, he looked at her greedily, and continued to take her hand and touch it down.

Shiyin was startled, and subconsciously wanted to break away from his shackles, but her fingers still touched his skin.

"Yinyin has to remember this feeling." He said with a hoarse smile.

Shiyin twisted his eyebrows, looking sore by him, and said to him coquettishly: "Uncle, you first... let go first, it really hurts."

"Have you remembered Yinyin? Uncle let go if you remember." He forced her finger across his abdomen inch by inch.

Shiyin flushed with his tossing face, and said quickly: "Remember, I remember."

Remember the fart!

Zhou Chengyuan raised his eyebrows, didn't let her go, but continued: "You have to remember the sound, you won't have it again in the future."

Shiyin's cheeks were flushed. She thought he meant that she couldn't even touch the ribs after he died, so she pretended to nod her head obediently: "Yeah."

"That..." Zhou Chengyuan leaned over, rubbed her red eartips against her and whispered to her to coax her: "In order to make Yinyin remember more clearly, we will let Yinyin every time we sleep together. Feel it."

Shi Yin's face instantly blushed.

Whoever steps on horse wants to touch your ribs every day!

I want to touch the abs that is tempting to make people salivate!

She can only pretend to be shy, pull the quilt up to cover her head, pretending to be very embarrassed and slightly annoyed: "Uncle!"

Oh, she has to do her best in acting every day, she is so tired qwq

Zhou Chengyuan laughed very happily. Knowing that she was almost teased by him, he didn’t go too far. He just hugged Shiyin through the quilt and kissed her, and said to her, “Get up and wash, and I’ll go down with the old man later. have a meal together."

Zhou Chengyuan got out of bed and put on the belt of the bathrobe casually. As he walked slowly to the bathroom, Shiyin's little head came out of the quilt. She lay on the bed and looked at Zhou Chengyuan's back, and her heart rose. One by one mystery came.

She now seems...somewhat believes that he carried him up last night. After all, she saw with her own eyes that he could walk slowly on his own, and she was sure that he had no problems with his legs or feet.

But now I think about it carefully. From the beginning of the book, Zhou Chengyuan said that he was sick, not disabled and unable to walk.

Alas, she has always been running away from home recently.

It's just... Shiyin frowned. Since he can walk normally without relying on others, he asked her to walk with him a few days ago because he deliberately pretended to take advantage of her?

Ken even pretended it on purpose!

This is too dark and boring!

What kind of person is this man? Why can't she see him?

Shi Yin felt something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't tell where that strange feeling came from.

After washing, Zhou Chengyuan shouted Shiyin in the cloakroom. Shiyin just combed her hair. She walked in with her long hair loose. Zhou Chengyuan was holding a tie in her hand and reaching out to her. He handed her the tie, "Yin Voice help me."

Shi Yin blinked innocently, and said a little embarrassed: "But... Uncle, I won't."

Zhou Chengyuan squinted his eyes, "No?"

Shi Yin nodded, looking very serious.

In fact, she knows how to wear a tie, but the author of this book does not, because there is a plot later in which the heroine secretly learns how to tie a tie and wants to tie a tie for the hero herself.

Since she is the identity of the original owner, it is better not to reveal it, after all, it is not a bad thing to be cautious.

Zhou Chengyuan's eyes sank when he saw her nodding, then he suppressed the emotion that was about to surge, and soon returned to normal.

He raised the corners of his mouth and asked again: "No?"

For some reason, Shiyin's heart jumped suddenly. She looked straight ahead and looked at his light brown eyes. She always felt that there was a strange feeling in his eyes that she could not describe.

Then he pulled her hand over, "It's okay," he whispered softly, "I can't do it, I can teach it."

Time tone: "..."

What can she do! I had to pretend that I really don’t know how to sell it as a fool!

Therefore, when Zhou Chengyuan taught Shiyin once and asked Shiyin to help him pull up his tie, Shiyin pretended that he did not control his strength, and strangled Zhou Chengyuan’s neck with his tie...

Then she hurriedly pulled his tie again, and said sorry to him in a particularly apologetic way.

The flustered look really doesn't look like a pretend at all.

Zhou Chengyuan was not annoyed. He just looked down at her to be stupid, smiled with her lips curled, and asked, "Murder her husband?"

Shiyin narrowed his mouth aggrievedly, "I said I can't do it anymore!"

Naughty.

Yinyin is too bad.

Zhou Chengyuan squeezed her face, "It's okay, just practice it a few times."

Later, when he was about to go out, Zhou Chengyuan asked Chen Meng to push the wheelchair over, and he sat on it. When Shiyin pushed him out to have breakfast with Zhou Jinfeng, she asked him with a bit of incomprehension: "You can walk clearly, why do you still need to sit? wheelchair?"

Zhou Chengyuan said calmly: "In the TV and novels you watch, how many people are dying who don't use wheelchairs?"

Oh... Shi Yin suddenly understood.

She is not in reality now, but in the world of a **** novel.

After a while, Shiyin was not happy and said, "Bah, baah!"

"Uncle, don't always say that you are not dead, it is unlucky!" She was a little annoyed, "I will ignore you anymore!"

Zhou Chengyuan curled his lips, "Okay, I won't say anything."

"I want to live a hundred years and stay with Yinyin forever."

Shi Yin suddenly smiled like a flower.

"Oh." She sighed in her heart. She was clearly living a life different from the real world, but it was not easy for her to do her best to act every day.

Shi Yin, what a miserable woman!

That afternoon, Shiyin and Zhou Chengyuan came out of his room when the wind blew from the balcony on the second floor and Zhou Siyang came out of his room. Seeing that his sleepy look seemed to have just woke up, after meeting Zhou Chengyuan He naturally called Zhou Chengyuan: "Uncle."

Zhou Chengyuan "hmm", Zhou Siyang was about to walk over, and was stopped by Zhou Chengyuan. He turned around, only to hear Zhou Chengyuan's strong tone and say, "Did you see your aunt there?"

The meaning of this statement couldn't be more obvious.

This is because he doesn't say hello to Shiyin, and thinks he is rude.

Zhou Siyang raised his eyes and looked at the sound of the time standing behind the wheelchair. The girl had a proud and triumphant smiling face, quite a kind of "dog fight against others" momentum.

But what he said was extraordinarily soft and generous, and even brought a little grievance: "Uncle, it doesn't matter, it's okay if my nephew doesn't want to call it."

Zhou Siyang glared at her.

Good time, when did you learn this set?

Too bad!

But he has always listened to Zhou Chengyuan since he was a child.

Zhou Siyang grinds his molars secretly, with a sneer from the corner of his mouth, he said to Shiyin one by one: "Sorry, I just woke up just now, but I didn't respond. Auntie, don't mind."

Shiyin chuckled, "It's okay, it's okay for my eldest nephew to pay attention to it in the future!"

Watch out for a ghost! You little girl movie!

When the family went downstairs for dinner in the evening, Shiyin still took care of Zhou Chengyuan, feeding him all the time, and always asking him: "Uncle, do you eat this?"

"Uncle, do you want to eat eggs?"

"Uncle..."

Zhou Jinfeng listened to Shiyin and said to Shiyin with a mouthful of "little uncle", and said to Shiyin half jokingly: "Yinyin, this is all married, is it still called "little uncle?"

Shi Yin was stunned. Before he could speak, Zhou Chengyuan calmly said: "Dad, love. Interest."

Zhou Jinfeng: "..." He chuckled: "Well, your little husband and wife are in love with each other. You can call it whatever you want."

Shiyin: "..." Your grandma has fun!

And Zhou Siyang, who had been bowing his head and eating silently, was choked by Tang and couldn't help coughing.