Quick Wear: The Heirless Boss Wants to Get Close to Her Every Day

Chapter 792 The Capitalist's Daughter vs. the Tough Guy Military Officer (24)

Yan Zheng's body tensed up. "Comrade Shuyi, it's just a minor injury. You can go a little harder and faster."

Shen Shuyi's fingers slid from his chest to his V-line. "I'm already very fast!"

With delicious food in front of her, she couldn't even take a bite. How could it be easy for her to apply medicine when she's so busy and tired?

Isn't it reasonable to touch it a little more?
Yan Zheng's breathing became more and more rapid, and he even closed his eyes.

Shen Shuyi looked up, "Did I...did I hurt you?"

"You were the one who told me to go harder."

Yan Zheng didn't open his eyes or make a sound.

He's fine, he's not in pain, just...
Shen Shuyi seemed oblivious, carefully applying the hemostatic agent before stopping.

While she went to wash her hands, Yan Zheng quickly put on his clothes and changed into a pair of pants that were easier to cover up.

Shen Shuyi didn't let him off the hook, "Brother Yan, what about the promised reward?"

"What do you want?" Yan Zheng felt there was nothing he couldn't give, as long as he could.

Yan Zheng was just about to process the coconuts he had brought back, planning to make coconut chicken soup later.

"Yan Zheng." Shen Shuyi stepped forward and hugged his waist.

Yan Zheng instinctively reached out to support the person, but didn't know where to put his hands.

"Brother Yan, I was terrified when you plunged into the sea and were instantly submerged." Shen Shuyi buried her head in his chest.

The tall man gently embraced her slender waist, feeling the girl nestled in his heart; he couldn't describe the feeling.

"I'm fine, I'm an excellent swimmer."

Shen Shuyi raised her head and met the man's burning gaze.

"Anyway, you scared me. I want both comfort and reward. How about a kiss to make up for it?"

Yan Zheng stared at her intently. "Are you...are you sure?"

"You don't want to?" Shen Shuyi asked back.

The next moment, the man lowered his head and gently pressed his cheek against hers.

Shen Shuyi's hands tightened. "Can this be considered a kiss?"

Yan Zheng's ears burned, and as he looked into her eyes, his heart pounded faster and faster. "Then where does a kiss count?"

Shen Shuyi hugged his waist, "Of course, a kiss on the lips!"

The way she looked up and smiled was irresistible to Yan Zheng; he felt as if he were embracing a soft, intimate cloud.

His fingers sank into her slender waist, and the scent of a young girl filled his nostrils.

As soon as Shen Shuyi finished speaking, Yan Zheng's uniquely tough aura drew closer, and a kiss pressed down on her.

The man gently pressed his lips against hers, his touch incredibly soft.

"Is it ready?" Yan Zheng's voice was low and husky, his eyes deep and bright.

Hearing his magnetic voice, Shen Shuyi felt her legs go weak. "Is it just a light touch?"

"Comrade Yan Zheng, do I really need to teach you this kind of thing?"

Yan Zheng looked at her coquettish and provocative appearance, his chest burning. He didn't say anything and leaned down again to press his soft lips against hers.

Shen Shuyi gripped his clothes tightly, feeling his instinctive, unskilled kisses.

When they parted, she felt oxygen-deprived in her head, her whole body tingling from his kisses, and she leaned against his chest, breathing softly.

She looked up and saw the man staring at her, his eyes filled with a restrained, intense emotion.

She pinched Yan Zheng's waist. "I didn't ask you to kiss me for that long."

"I'm afraid you won't be satisfied," Yan Zheng asked earnestly. "Comrade Shuyi, is this how intimate we are?"

Shen Shuyi blushed, regretting speaking to him, "Don't ask anymore!"

Yan Zheng noticed the slight redness and swelling around her lips and secretly regretted going too far.

He lowered his head and whispered in Shen Shuyi's ear, "Shuyi, I feel so good, I couldn't help myself. Next time, tell me how I can make you even more satisfied, okay?"

"You want to do it again?!" Shen Shuyi pinched his waist again.

Yan Zheng coughed lightly, "Didn't you say there would be an even bigger reward once I taught you how to cook?"

"I want this one too."

"Don't even think about it!" Shen Shuyi stomped her foot and left. Oh dear, you can't spoil men; they'll take advantage of you.

He used to avoid her and even wanted to sleep in a separate bed, but now he shamelessly asks for kisses!
"You rest for a while, I'll go cook." Yan Zheng let go of her hand.

Shen Shuyi followed up, "Didn't we agree that you'd teach me to cook today?" "You really want to learn?"

"Of course."

Yan Zheng taught her the simplest rice washing and cooking method, and told the girl in front of him to listen and do as he was told.

But then I saw her wash her hands and put the rice in to rinse.

She put an appropriate amount of water in the pot, and washed and dried her hands before starting the fire.

When it was time to start the fire, Yan Zheng, worried that she might burn her hands, quickly said, "I'll do it."

Shen Shuyi blocked him with her body and shooed him away.

"What's so difficult about starting a fire? It's just..."

Shen Shuyi stuffed the twigs for starting the fire into the stove, then struck a match and threw it into the stove.

Seeing that the fire had started, she quickly went to the side to wash her hands.

After washing and drying my hands, I went back inside. "Hey, why did the fire go out?"

She squatted down again, added bamboo twigs and withered leaves, struck a match and put it in.

The fire ignited instantly, and she instinctively stepped back, bumping into Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng chuckled, "I'll add some firewood."

"Oh, okay." She was just about to wash her hands.

Yan Zheng: "..."

"Shuyi, your hands are clean, you don't need to wash them all the time."

Shen Shuyi dried her hands and looked up at him. "Comrade Yan Zheng, you're dampening my enthusiasm."

"Okay, okay, it's my fault." Yan Zheng couldn't imagine if she would wash her hands until they were raw if he taught her how to cook a dish.

The more Yan Zheng thought about it, the less he wanted her to learn to cook. He figured he could just bring her food home every day.

But when he thought about the possibility of going on a mission, what would happen to Shuyi if he wasn't home?

Shen Shuyi glanced at the kitchen, where there was a basket of eggs in a bamboo basket. "Brother Yan, can you teach me how to make egg rolls later? The ones you made this morning were especially delicious, and I want to learn too."

"I'll make it for you once I learn how!"

"Okay, I'll stew the chicken first." Yan Zheng specially asked someone to buy a chicken, which was then chopped up and delivered.

He deftly opened the coconut and poured out the coconut water, which he would use to stew chicken later.

Shen Shuyi took out a small knife. "I'll help you."

She can peel coconut meat!
Yan Zheng was worried that she would cut her hand, so he said, "Why don't you help me soak some shiitake mushrooms? I can cut out the coconut meat while I'm at it."

"Okay." She put the knife down to soak the shiitake mushrooms, and casually grabbed a small handful of goji berries to soak as well.

Yan Zheng was efficient and quickly started stewing the coconut chicken.

Seeing the girl bustling around, and noticing her hands were red from washing, he quickly pressed her shoulder and led her to a bench outside to sit down.

"I'll just cook one more dish."

“Okay~” Shen Shuyi sat and watched Yan Zheng’s busy figure. He was wearing a white vest and black trousers, standing in front of the stove cooking with an upright demeanor.

That narrow waist, those long legs, the man's skin was a healthy wheat color from being bathed in the sun, his arms wielding the spatula were firm and powerful, and there were visible veins on the back of his hands.

He seemed to have inexhaustible energy.

Shen Shu watched as he skillfully plated the stir-fried duck with scallions and ginger, and a rich aroma wafted out.

She walked over and sniffed. "It smells so good, Comrade Yan Zheng. What other dishes would you like to make?"

Yan Zheng was washing the pot, clearly indicating that there were still dishes to cook.

"There's also a scallion tofu."

"Wow~ so many dishes!" Their food was already top-notch, yet there were two meat dishes in one meal.

Yan Zheng looked up at her and was struck by her bright, smiling eyes, his heart skipping a beat.

"Shuyi, take the dishes out first. The scallion tofu will be ready soon."

"Okay." Shen Shuyi grabbed Yan Zheng's arm, stood on tiptoe, kissed him on the cheek, and ran away.

Yan Zheng almost dropped the spatula; his ears and cheeks immediately burned.

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(End of this chapter)