80s Marriage Swap: My Should-Be-Dead Husband Lives On-Chapter 59: Baby, You Need to Learn to Breathe
Sang Yu thought about it and decided to tell Jiang Jingming about this matter.
After all, lately, he emphasizes safety concerns to her every day.
When Jiang Jingming returned, Sang Yu told him about it.
Jiang Jingming frowned, "Are you talking about the play performance at the welfare home three days later?"
Sang Yu nodded, "Yes."
"It’s a friend I knew earlier named Xu Ru’an, who invited me to watch this play. I thought I didn’t have much to do at home, so I agreed.
Besides, there are quite a few people in the drama club, so it should be very safe."
Worried that Jiang Jingming might refuse, she explained a bit.
Jiang Jingming looked at Sang Yu, his voice gentle: "You don’t need to explain so much, you are an independent person. You have the right to make friends and choose what kind of friends to have, and you also have the right to go out with friends.
You don’t need to explain to me; if you want to do it, just do it.
It’s just that Sea City had some incidents lately and it’s not very safe outside, so I’ve been telling you to try not to go out alone.
Since it’s your friend inviting you, if you want to go, then go."
Listening to Jiang Jingming’s words, Sang Yu’s heart suddenly felt a warm current.
She looked at Jiang Jingming, "Thank you."
Jiang Jingming raised an eyebrow, "Just a verbal thank you?"
"Then what do you want?"
The man said nothing, his gaze playful and full of hidden meaning, staring directly at her, gradually dropping from her eyes to her pink lips.
His eyes held deep affection without a hint of concealment, surging like the sea.
That gaze made Sang Yu’s cheeks suddenly flush, the redness spreading from her cheeks to her eye corners.
Her hand clutched her clothes nervously, her eyes darting around in a fluster.
He gently lifted her flushed little face.
Sang Yu’s eyes were lowered, not daring to look at the man in front of her.
And when Jiang Jingming realized Sang Yu didn’t refuse or run away, a trace of a smile appeared in his eyes.
His lips slowly landed on her forehead, then on the eyes he liked the most, next was the tip of her nose, and finally, he looked heatedly at those red lips.
Sang Yu had already closed her eyes when he kissed her forehead.
In the end, unable to control himself, he kissed the softness he had longed for day and night.
Sang Yu trembled all over, clutching her clothes until they were wrinkled.
His hand slowly slid to her neck, gently exerting force, bringing them closer.
This kiss was soft and comfortable, not full of passion and desire, but more of tenderness and affection.
Sang Yu gradually sank into this tender kiss.
Until Sang Yu’s face turned beet red did Jiang Jingming finally let her go.
"Silly girl, why didn’t you breathe?"
Sang Yu suddenly opened her eyes, looking at the man in front of her gazing at her tenderly, his lips still holding the warmth of the man.
Her face instantly turned cherry red, "Who, who asked you to kiss for so long?"
She needed to take the initiative!
Jiang Jingming was stunned, then laughed, "Sorry, but next time might be even longer, so, darling, you need to learn how to breathe."
Darling? Who taught him that? Has this kind of term become popular in this era?
Also, doesn’t his voice calling ’darling’ break the rules a bit?
Originally, Jiang Jingming wanted to explain the identity of that woman from that day, but now, this wonderful atmosphere is not suitable for the appearance of a third party.
"Who taught you to call me like that?" Sang Yu looked at Jiang Jingming, the blush on her face still not fading.
"What?" Jiang Jingming pretended to ask knowingly, looking at her with amusement.
Sang Yu seriously suspected he was doing it on purpose, "Who, who taught you to call me like that?"
Jiang Jingming leaned over to whisper in her ear, "Aren’t you my darling?"
The man’s warm breath spilled into her ear, bringing a wave of tingling sensation.
Sang Yu suddenly pushed the man away, "I’m going to sleep now, hurry up and take a shower."
Jiang Jingming couldn’t help but laugh softly. Hearing the sound, Sang Yu who had run to the stairs turned back to glare at Jiang Jingming, sticking her tongue out at him.
Jiang Jingming’s smile grew even more evident.
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Three days later
Sang Yu specially wore a bright yellow dress today and arrived at the welfare home entrance waiting for Xu Ru’an and her friends.
Sang Yu didn’t have to wait long before Xu Ru’an’s car arrived.
"Sang Yu!" As soon as Xu Ru’an got off the car, she saw Sang Yu.
She ran over to Sang Yu.
Sang Yu waved at Xu Ru’an, "Ru’an."
Xu Ru’an looked at Sang Yu and sincerely praised, "Sang Yu, you look beautiful today."
Sang Yu smiled slightly, "Thank you."
"Comrade Sang Yu." Meng Wencheng also came over at this time, his eyes showing some excitement and amazement when he looked at Sang Yu. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Sang Yu nodded to Meng Wencheng, "Hello."
"Xu Ru’an, is this your friend? She looks better than you." Lu Yuan appeared again.
Xu Ru’an took a deep breath, not wanting to show her irritation in front of Sang Yu.
"If you don’t speak, no one will take you for a mute."
But Lu Yuan was someone who wouldn’t listen, he nudged Meng Wencheng, "Wencheng, don’t you agree?"
Meng Wencheng’s face turned a little red, "Yes."
Lu Yuan looked smugly at Xu Ru’an, "See, I told you so."
Xu Ru’an rolled her eyes and said to Sang Yu, "Sang Yu, don’t mind him, he’s brain-sick. Let’s go in."
Sang Yu’s gaze fell on Lu Yuan, then looked meaningfully at Xu Ru’an.
If she wasn’t mistaken, Lu Yuan should like Xu Ru’an, right?
Although it feels quite dramatic in reality, this is the world of a novel.
This pair should be the legendary bickering couple.
Because her attention was all on Xu Ru’an and Lu Yuan, Sang Yu didn’t notice Meng Wencheng’s odd gaze directed at her.
"Okay."
Xu Ru’an linked arms with Sang Yu and headed into the welfare home with the main group.
Meng Wencheng gave Sang Yu a deep look, then went inside with Lu Yuan.
"Captain Jiang, why are you here personally today?" The second team people were a bit surprised to see Jiang Jingming.
For such a small task, Jiang Jingming actually came personally.
Jiang Jingming said in a deep voice, "Ignore me, just pretend I don’t exist."
The second team people think: With such a strong presence, how can we pretend you don’t exist?
But he still replied, "Alright, Captain Jiang."
Jiang Jingming found a hidden corner to stand, his gaze able to cover the entire stage area.
The performance had begun, now was a song and dance performance.
He looked among the audience for Sang Yu’s figure and soon found her.
Even with just a back view, he could be sure that back belonged to her.
His gaze stayed on her.
Suddenly, his eyes became dangerous.
