32: Chapter 32: Being Tender with Her

Shiyu changed her shoes at the door, answering Old Lady, "I'll ask him if he's willing to come!" After speaking, she left the house.

Meanwhile, Song Yuan took photos of several wedding dresses he liked and sent them to Shiyu, asking her to choose one and find a time to try it on.

Song Yuan sent the message but didn't receive a reply from Shiyu, yet the three-person group chat was buzzing.

Gu Shiyuan sent more than a dozen messages:

"Holy cow, holy cow... My sister is too fierce!"

"Do you know how my sister handles blind dates? She directly shows off the diamond ring on her ring finger, giving no one any face!"

"You don't know how green the faces of the family who came for the blind date turned. What's the difference between this and slapping them in public?"

"My sister is hardcore in protecting her husband, I'm a little envious of my brother-in-law..."

...

Song Yuan patiently replied, "Your sister and brother-in-law have already registered their marriage. Her family really shouldn't arrange any more blind dates for her. Your sister is great, her stance is clear! (Thumbs up)"

Gu Shiyuan quickly replied, "Senior Brother Song, did you take back the things I sent you? Try them tonight, especially that aromatherapy. (Smirking) (Smirking)"

Song Yuan glanced at the bag of items he had brought back from the company, placed in the living room, and didn't reply.

Song Yuan couldn't help but think of Shiyu. How would she handle such a situation?

He felt that a calm and intelligent woman like her would definitely handle it very well and wouldn't make things difficult for him.

Just as he thought of this, Shiyu's message came back:

"I prefer the second one from the pictures, but I don't know what it will look like when worn."

Song Yuan replied, "The wedding date is approaching. Do you have time to try it on tomorrow?"

At that moment, Shiyu's car had already stopped in the residential area. She sat in the car, looking at the lights upstairs, and replied to him,

"I'll go try on wedding dresses tomorrow afternoon. Do you have time?"

After sending the message, Shiyu instructed Ms. Xu, who was sitting in the front row, "Postpone all work for tomorrow afternoon. I have something to do."

Ms. Xu had followed Shiyu for many years. When the CEO said this, she guessed it was a private matter. She didn't ask too many questions, only, "Do you need the car?"

"No, you don't need to follow me."

After giving instructions, Shiyu pushed open the car door and walked into the apartment building.

Song Yuan was in the middle of typing a message to Shiyu. Before he finished, he heard the sound of high heels at the door. The next second, the password lock beeped, and Shiyu came in from outside.

There was no need to send the unsent message. It was more efficient for them to communicate face to face.

"I can take a day off tomorrow. Shall I make an appointment with the bridal shop for us to try on wedding dresses tomorrow?"

Shiyu nodded, "You make the appointment."

Song Yuan had received the money from selling his house today, so he was quite well-off.

"If you see something you like, you can buy a few more."

Shiyu curled her lips, "Let's talk about it tomorrow. But two sets should be enough. When we have another ceremony at my home later, we can buy new ones."

Song Yuan indulged her, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Shiyu glanced in the direction of the study, "Are you still working today?"

Song Yuan scratched his head, "I need to work overtime."

He had to finish his afternoon work in advance since he would be trying on wedding dresses tomorrow afternoon.

He didn't want to delay the game's progress because of himself. Lu Chi had already hired testing engineers and designers today. Once the new UI was done, they could raise funds and then launch the game into the market.

Their scheduled time was one month, which was not ample, even a bit tight.

After a pause, Song Yuan added, "I'll try not to bring work home in the future."

Home was supposed to be a place to relax. In the past, he often handled work at home, and Lin Xueyao had argued with him countless times over this.

He thought Shiyu would also mind, but she had an indifferent expression.

"It's okay. Your work is important. I'll try not to disturb you."

A warmth spread through Song Yuan's heart.

Shiyu took off her high heels, "You're busy. I'll go take a shower first."

Walking past the coffee table in the living room, she saw the items on the table and asked, "You bought aromatherapy?"

Song Yuan's brow twitched. He should have hidden these things first. They weren't too familiar yet, and letting her see these things might leave her with a perverted impression.

Song Yuan quickly tied up the bag, "I took it out of the car. A colleague gave it to me. The scent might not be very good, so don't use it yet."

Shiyu didn't mind and went directly to the bedroom.

Song Yuan walked straight into the study, opened his computer, and started working.

The new test engineers had already reported many bugs in the system. Song Yuan fixed his own bugs and continued to refine the game's features. By the time he finished, it was past two in the morning.

These past two days had been a bit topsy-turvy, but to make time for wedding preparations, he could only cut down on his sleep at night.

Song Yuan took a quick shower and returned to the bedroom. Shiyu was sleeping soundly.

She was already hugging something in her sleep, the quilt crumpled into a ball in her arms, her exposed calves like two tender lotus roots, and her black hair spread across the entire pillow.

She had still left a wall lamp on for him today.

Song Yuan gently lifted his leg to get into bed. Shiyu felt his movement and turned over to face him. Once she was under Song Yuan, she naturally rolled into his arms.

Song Yuan's throat rolled, and he held her tightly.

He recited a calming mantra, trying his best to be pure and free from desire, not to think about anything else.

However, he quickly found this very difficult.

He was a normal man, not a Buddha.

Shiyu's faint, subtle fragrance filled his nostrils, making him feel hot all over.

Song Yuan thought about how they would have to sleep separately the night before the wedding and he wouldn't be able to hold her. He couldn't resist lowering his head and kissing her lips.

Her lips were also fragrant and soft; once he touched them, he didn't want to leave.

Song Yuan held her lips, slowly grinding them.

Shiyu finally opened her hazy, sleepy eyes, and after a moment of composure, kissed him back.

She had just woken up, her voice incredibly soft, "Song Yuan, what time is it?"

Song Yuan lit up his phone screen and told her, "A quarter past two."

Shiyu's two hands skillfully wrapped around Song Yuan's neck. At this moment, she had none of her usual cold elegance from the daytime, like a little fox who had just woken up, her eyes hooked as she looked at him,

"Why are you working so late?"

Song Yuan pecked her lips again to coax her, "These past few days have been busy with wedding preparations. After the wedding, I'll be careful not to disturb your sleep."

Shiyu obediently hummed in response, then lifted her neck to kiss him. Song Yuan guessed what she wanted to do and lowered his head to kiss her.

Late at night, it started to rain outside, pattering against the window, accompanied by the sound of wind.

Inside the room, there was an enchanting atmosphere.

Shiyu loved kissing. Whenever Song Yuan made any other moves, she would pull him back, continuing to immerse herself in the kiss.

Time passed, and she still didn't want to let go of him, so Song Yuan indulged her, being intimate with her.

He held her hand, intertwining their fingers, as if they could feel each other's heartbeats, drawing closer.