Reborn in the 1980s: I became a stepmother in the 1980s

Part 120 Tremble slightly

Her cheeks began to flush as the dim light illuminated her face, the white fuzz visible against her skin. Zhou Yueshen scrutinized her for a few seconds. "This one will do," he said. Si Nian opened her mouth, nodding slowly. "Yes, it's... it's fine." Zhou Yueshen didn't say anything further. He raised his hand and gently clipped the pearl hairpin to the side of her forehead. Her smooth forehead was exposed, and the pure white pearl added a touch of elegance to her radiant face. She lowered her gaze, her long, black eyelashes casting shadows on her cheeks. Si Nian reached up to touch the hairpin on her forehead, intending to stand up, but Zhou Yueshen didn't release his grip. His large hand remained hot against her waist. She looked up at him, but before their eyes could meet, he pulled her waist forward. Si Nian suddenly lifted her head, her eyes meeting his, and in that moment of contact, Zhou Yueshen cupped her face with one hand, his tall figure pressing down on her, and he kissed her full lips. Si Nian made a soft sound of surprise, instinctively leaning back until her back met the dressing table. The window upstairs was open, allowing the lively sounds from downstairs to filter in, but in the master bedroom at this moment, the temperature rose, filled with ambiguous heat. Si Nian felt a strain in her neck from the position and instinctively tried to retreat. However, the man assertively lifted his hand to support her neck, preventing her from moving.

Their lips intertwined, her neck tilting back into the palm of the man's hand. She wasn't wearing makeup today, yet her features were delicate, her skin smooth without a single pore visible. Normally bright, her features softened at this moment, her eyelashes occasionally fluttering. Zhou Yueshen was tall, and in this position, he seemed like a mountain pressing down on her head. He held her tightly, one hand gripping her waist, the other pressing against the back of her head, rendering Si Nian unable to move, her head tilted back as she allowed the man to kiss her deeply. Soon, her hands climbed to Zhou Yueshen's neck, wrapping tightly around it. The man lowered himself slightly, the contrast between her snow-white arms and his dark neck stark. Her fingertips were slender, her nails neatly trimmed, and in the sunlight, they seemed to glow. Like an aphrodisiac, the man's tongue delved deeper, emitting ambiguous sounds as they entwined, Si Nian's voice escaping uncontrollably from between their lips. His movements accentuated her slender waist, delicate and refined. His large hand traced along her curves, the touch barely perceptible. Si Nian was scantily dressed, yet even through the fabric, she could feel his touch against her smooth skin. They had been intimately close before. Sensing the situation escalating, Si Nian quickly reached out and pressed down the large hand that had fallen in front of her, preventing him from moving further. As she looked into the man's eyes, she couldn't help but smile, her full lips soft against his. Zhou Yueshen opened his eyes, meeting her gaze. Their eyes locked.

He pulled back, his movements ceasing, but he continued to gaze deeply at her. "There are people outside," Si Nian's voice was sweet and soft, with a hint of desire. Zhou Yueshen's eyes darkened, desire evident in his jet-black pupils. His large hand rubbed gently at the nape of her neck, but it didn't move further down. Si Nian blinked, her eyelashes fluttering as she looked at him. Then, she tilted her head up, her red lips approaching his ear as she reminded him, "We're getting married the day after tomorrow." Zhou Yueshen's long narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and Si Nian waited quietly. Just when she thought he would release her, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips. She instinctively arched her neck upward, and the next moment, she was lifted up by the man and pressed against the dressing table, his tongue passionately stirring the waters. Si Nian was taken aback, but before she could react, the man's hands, after caressing her body, retreated. She felt weak, consumed by desire, and remained motionless for a long time, trembling all over. Zhou Yueshen held her in his arms, his fingers soothing her soft back intermittently. His voice was low, "Good." Outside, a woman's voice rang out, "Where's Si Nian? I wanted to ask her where the rice is." "Just now, Boss Zhou came up to find her too. She should be in the room." With that, silence fell outside. Blushing, Si Nian pinched the front of the man's shirt and sat up. Everyone was waiting downstairs for her. She had taken so long to change her outfit and tie her hair, and with Zhou Yueshen following her upstairs, everyone was bound to wonder.

Si Nian might be a role model for the open society, but that didn't mean she could engage in intimate activities with a man while so many guests were at home. It was just too awkward! Her cheeks flushed crimson, making her already radiant face even more alluring. Zhou Yueshen gently reassured her, "Take a rest for a while, I'll go out." Si Nian looked at her swollen lips in the mirror, feeling even more embarrassed, and a hint of resentment towards the man crept in. Despite knowing there were so many people downstairs, he still... Downstairs, everyone was looking for Si Nian. After all, this was her home, and people didn't dare to touch things casually. After waiting downstairs for a while and hearing that Si Nian hadn't come down yet, they suddenly understood when they recalled Zhou Yueshen going upstairs as an experienced person. Their laughter turned ambiguous, gossiping quietly among themselves, "Who would have thought that Boss Zhou, who usually looks so calm and serious, would be so impatient?" "Exactly, he came back and went straight to find Si Nian. He's been up there for more than ten minutes and still hasn't come down. What do you think?" "Hmm, with that figure and that face of hers, I blush and my heart races just looking at her. A man in his prime like Zhou Yueshen definitely can't resist."

"It's really enviable. My husband hasn't been 'rising' for many years."

"Really? That sounds terrible for you."

"What's so terrible? It doesn't matter, Little Carrot. Having it or not, it's useless."

Normally, these women chatted freely in private about their husbands and the state of their marriages, sharing gossip with each other. There was nothing unusual about it. But hearing these words now, they couldn't help but feel a bit melancholic. These men probably didn't realize that when they talked about their wives' shortcomings outside, their own shortcomings had already been spread throughout the village by the women. It wasn't until Zhou Yueshen came downstairs that everyone hurriedly shut their mouths and put on a serious look. But seeing only him, they all revealed expressions of confirmation. Zhou Yueshen had just come downstairs when his pant leg was tugged. Looking down, it was his second son. The little one was holding a green bean cake, looking crooked and twisted. His eyes were shining brightly at the moment, as if emitting light, as he proudly presented the green bean cake to Zhou Yueshen. "Dad, Dad, look at the green bean cake I made. Can you guess what animal it is?" Zhou Yueshen was taken aback for a moment, then he lowered his head to inspect the 'creature' in his son's hand. After hesitating for a while, he said, "A little pig?" Zhou Zehan became anxious, "No, no, guess again, it's one of our pets at home." Zhou Yueshen nodded slightly, understanding, and replied in a low voice, "Big Yellow?" Zhou Zehan: ... He looked down at the green bean cake in his hand and couldn't help but wonder about life. No matter how he looked at it, it didn't resemble Big Yellow at all.