The betrothal gift is 100,000 yuan, what does it mean to give 200,000

In front of the dressing mirror, Jiang Ning flipped through bottles and jars for a long time, and finally found a box of oval skin care masks. She didn't even look at Chen Yuan beside her, and began to moisturize her face with concentration. The "bang bang" sound of slapping cheeks was particularly clear in the bedroom. Chen Yuan lay on the bed, holding his cheek and admiring it.

After a while, he crossed his legs.

Because the dressing mirror was too close to the wall, she needed to get closer to see it more clearly, so Jiang Ning slightly bent her head and looked at the mirror. Due to inertia, the bath towel, which was not wrapped tightly to begin with, slid down a little.

A deep white ravine was clearly visible from Chen Yuan's perspective.

He watched silently for a long time, comparing the figures of the two sisters in his mind. After a while, with rich imagination, he felt a little swollen.

My head feels swollen.

Chen Yuan didn't speak for a long time. Jiang Ning was so immersed in the skin care process that she almost forgot his existence. When she came to her senses, she looked at him in surprise.

It's strange why he is so honest, as if someone has pressed the mute button.

After a moment, I noticed his look.

Jiang Ning subconsciously lowered her head and looked at her chest.

"What are you looking at?" She turned slightly sideways in embarrassment and glared at Chen Yuan.

"I've never seen you pat your face before," Chen Yuan suppressed his inner heat and changed the subject, "Is this a new skincare routine?"

"Yes, I have a mud mask at home that I bought a long time ago but never used. It's pretty good for exfoliating and removing oil, but it's too absorbent and needs to be hydrated before use."

As she spoke, Jiang Ning opened the small oval box.

Gave him a look.

The mask box does contain a dark green, black, muddy substance.

Jiang Ning was seen scraping off a small piece, then rubbing it on one side of her cheek, massaging it with her fingertips to make it more even.

She had just painted half of her face, turned her head, and said to Chen Yuan impatiently: "Why don't you leave?"

"Where am I going? This is my room. I'm going to sleep here tonight."

"You are not allowed to sleep here." She said lightly.

"I'm going to sleep here. I'm already lying down. This bed is so comfortable..."

Jiang Ning glanced at him and said nothing more.

Since he was planning to stay here, there was no point in her saying more. Moreover, Ningning could see that the colder she was to Chen Yuan, the more he enjoyed it.

But we can't really let him down...

She was angry to begin with.

"At least take a shower first, okay?"

"Okay, okay, I'll go take a shower."

Chen Yuan quickly got up. After pestering Jiang Ning for so long, he finally heard her say something soft. He got up happily, quickly took off all his clothes, leaving only his shorts, wrapped himself in a bath towel, put on slippers, and walked outside.

"By the way, can you put a facial mask on me when I get back? I feel like I need to protect myself as well—"

Chen Yuan just walked out the door, came to the corridor, turned around and talked to Jiang Ning.

As a result, I saw Ningning standing up from the dressing mirror at some point and running towards me in hurried steps.

He froze for a moment.

By the time I realized what Jiang Ning was going to do, it was already too late.

"Bam—"

A strong gust of wind blew towards his face, and Jiang Ning's figure flashed through the crack of the door.

Then he was locked out.

"Why are you closing the door? I'll be back after I finish taking a shower, Ningning... Ningning!"

Through the door, a muffled voice reached Jiang Ning's ears.

She pursed her lips, but the corners of her lips curled up uncontrollably, her beautiful eyes curved into a crescent shape, and she tried hard to hold back a smile.

"You still want to come in? You're dreaming."

Jiang Ning locked the door, secretly pleased that her little prank had worked, and walked briskly back to the dressing table.

……

"How come I have learned so many little tricks from Jiang Yao now?" he muttered to himself.

You can't just stand there shirtless in the corridor.

Looking at the closed door, he was neither angry nor annoyed, he turned around and went to the bathroom.

……

Soft lights were shining in the room. Jiang Ning had been cleaning for a long time and finally finished her skin care routine. It was already 10:30 in the evening, so she threw back the quilt and planned to rest.

She turned on the wall lamp next to her and took the book from the bedside table. She wanted to do a short read before going to bed.

This time, my hand felt a little heavy.

A black cube was thrown in front of her.

Jiang Ning looked closely and found that it was Chen Yuan's phone.

“You didn’t even take your cell phone…”

She reached out and took it, and the phone screen woke up immediately, with messages from Jiang Yao and notifications from other apps appearing in front of her one by one.

Jiang Ning just glanced at it and put it down.

It’s not that she didn’t want to see it, but she didn’t want to pry into Chen Yuan’s privacy in this way. Even as a couple, Jiang Ning believed that they should give each other enough space.

Love and trust depend on the heart, not control.

But, think about it.

Jiang Ning picked up the phone again and tried the unlock password.

The four-digit password was very simple; it was the sisters’ birthdays, August 26th. Jiang Ning opened the chat interface and sent a voice message to Jiang Yao.

"He went to take a shower and didn't bring his phone."

Afterwards, she put her phone down.

……

dong dong——

Chen Yuan, shirtless, stared at his wet hair and knocked on the door.

"Ningning, you can't just let me stand in the corridor. It's the middle of the night. Let me in quickly."

After a while.

"Go find Jiang Yao."

A cold voice came from inside.

"No, my clothes are still in the room. You have to at least let me put on my clothes."

"I can give it to you," Jiang Ning replied through the door, "along with the phone."

"Oh yeah, I didn't bring my phone either, I forgot about it, so can you open the door and hand it to me?"

At the door, after a slight hesitation, Jiang Ning picked up Chen Yuan's clothes, stood beside the door and unlocked it.

next second.

The moment she opened the door, Chen Yuan pushed it hard.

How could she, with her light and weak body, possibly withstand it? She was bounced away in an instant, and Chen Yuan hardly felt any obstruction.

Chen Yuan swiftly came in, closed the door with his foot, and pounced on Ningning, trapping her in the small corner behind the door, looking down at her.

There were sparkling glimmers in Jiang Ning's beautiful eyes. She was still not in shock and just stared at him blankly.

Chen Yuan had just finished taking a shower. His healthy, fair skin was faintly rosy, his wet hair was stuck to his forehead, and his delicate features looked good in the dimly lit bedroom, with half of his face hidden in the shadows.

He pressed Ningning against the wall.

She was naked from the waist up, with drops of wet water sliding down her shoulders.

The aroma that came to her face and the smell of hormones on Chen Yuan's body made Jiang Ning's heart beat faster involuntarily.

She bit the edge of her lip.

Chen Yuan looked at Ningning's expression which was like an innocent little white rabbit and instantly found her adorable. He lowered his head and moved his cheek closer.

She felt her mind go blank, and then a pair of soft lips kissed her gently.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly and she blinked.

"Go to bed, wife. We haven't slept alone together for a long time."

"But I haven't forgiven you yet..."

She seemed to be protesting, but her voice was so weak and without any strength.

then.

Jiang Ning was suddenly picked up by Chen Yuan and thrown onto the bed. (End of this chapter)